Belly Piercing Hole Novels & Stories

The abdominal region featured a defined six-pack, with an enticing V-shape tapering down to his waist. However, the otherwise perfect body was marred by at least half a dozen scars etched across it, with a two-inch long gash below his left sternum, still bleeding. Old wounds, now healed, but still visible, spoke volumes about the tumultuous experiences he had endured. Callie’s eyes were drawn to a gunshot wound, a mere half-inch from his heart, a perilous reminder of how close he had come to losing his life. The bullet must have torn right through his body, leaving a star-shaped scar both front and back.

Unable to resist, I followed her contours down, admiring her stomach. It wasn't flat, but it wasn't puffy either. Honestly, it was fucking impeccable. She had a piercing in her belly button, which was alluring to me. Partly because it was something I knew I would never do to my own body. A shortcoming, perhaps, of being Japanese. It went against centuries of culture for a woman to mar her body in such a way. Yet, seeing it on Grace had an effect on me I never would have suspected.

Her boobs are larger than average, which I love, and her hips are wide, which combined with her narrow waist it gives her the perfect hourglass figure. I am itching to caress her body all over as she lifts the hem up to her ribs, revealing her stomach to me. The first thing I notice is that she has her belly button pierced and it has a pretty purple gemstone set in the metal bar. But as I look closer, I can see multiple scars littering her skin, I reach out and touch one causing her to shiver. “Is this all of them?”

Now Abed watched me with interest, wanting to know what I meant as well, dang it, all that fall for nothing. I chuckle nervously, “Piercings. I like Joanne’s own and wanted to know his thoughts on them, but I wasn’t sure I could handle the pain, so I stopped her.” I would have given myself a high five or that cover up if I could, but I can’t so, no high five for me. “Where would you have wanted it?” Abed asks quietly, his eyes waiting patiently for my response. “I have always admired a belly ring, that would not be so bad.” I shrug, at least that part was true, I loved when it winked in the sun, peeked under a cropped top, it was sexy in ways I could not describe.

I let out a cry as I slipped into white shorts and a simple black crop top. I sighed heavily, dragging my feet as I left the room, almost hugging myself as if my frail arms could wrap around me tightly enough to make me disappear. “Oh my gosh! You’ve got a diamond belly button!” Sarah blurted out the moment she laid eyes on me. I chuckled. “It's called piercing, baby. This is a pink diamond, it's as rare as snow in Brazil.” “There is no snow in Brazil.” I smiled. “Yhats how rare it is.”

"Do you want me to make piercings for you? I can help." "How, you can't pierce a hole, there're no tools here." "Tsk... I'm a pro." He collected one pierce. "Hold me tight, pinch me as you want but do not move" he pulled me close to himself. "Stay still Bella it's gonna hurt a bit." I closed my tightly, hugging him softly hard. "OK... Stay still." He used the pin to pierce a hole through my Ear.

It had a few small veins at the sides, almost purple in color, and my gaze traced the length to the tip, where I saw a fucking piercing. What the fuck! That's what I felt back then? A piercing? Who would have thought he had a piercing there, just like the small but striking earrings in both of his ears? "What?" he asked, drawing my attention back to him. "Haven't you seen a pierced dick before?" I wanted to correct him with, "I haven't even seen a dick before, let alone a pierced one." Instead, I signed, "Doesn't matter. I have my belly button pierced too." I showed him, lifting my top slightly to reveal the beautiful, simple, shining piercing in my navel.

So by noon Thursday she had left the doctors office with an extra hole in her body. She had more or less decided on some of the other issues. There would be a ring hung from her new hole on her left inner labia, near the front, with a pendant handing from the ring. The pendant would have a rose-cut rose-colored diamond on one side and it would be engraved on the other. She had not picked the metal or the stone yet, or the precise wording for the engraving, but it would be some variation of: "His Love/Sperm/Seed/Cock Made Me

"Breathe in." She inhaled and I smoothly drove the needle through her flesh. She didn't move an inch. "Good girl. Almost finished." I took the fourteen gauge barbell and threaded it along the needle, pulling it through the three-quarter inch space under her flesh. I used gauze to gently wipe blood from her pussy. The piercing might bleed slightly for several days. It would also be quite sore in a few hours. I lay the needle and receiving tube on the tray and removed my gloves. I pushed two fingers into her pussy.

Bella shook her head and did as her husband asked, she took off her long pajamas and put on her beloved husband's lingerie. Her red nightgown has now transformed into a nightgown with lots of he. Bella was already wearing the red dress and was paying attention to her own appearance. There is a large horizontal hole in the abdomen. On the back there are large and irregular holes, on the skirt there are many small irregular holes, some are big and some are small. "How come you have the heart, your wife was told to wear clothes with a lot of holes like this! even on the back, there is a big hole like this!” Bella protested and laughed amusedly.