Vibrating Clit Piercing Novels & Stories

The position left her completely open to me. “Now the real examination begins.” I started thrusting—deep, powerful strokes that slammed into her cervix with every plunge. Chloe cried out, hands gripping the sides of the table, nurse cap askew on her head. “Jeff—fuck, you’re so deep!” I picked up the vibrating wand from the tray, turned it on high, and pressed it directly against her swollen clit while I pounded into her. The intense vibrations combined with my thick cock stretching her made her scream. “I’m going to cum—please don’t stop!”

Every tiny shift made the cuffs bite into my skin. A buzzing started—low, familiar. The same bullet vibrator from earlier. But this time they didn’t ease it in. Someone pressed the tip against my clit and held it there. Direct, unrelenting contact. My hips jerked hard. A muffled scream vibrated around the gag. The buzzing was too intense on my already oversensitive nub. Pleasure spiked so sharp it bordered on pain.

She slowly descended onto his cock until the cock ring pressed against her clit, then slowly rose again until he barely touched her inner lips with the tip of his cock. That one single stroke must have taken thirty seconds. She rubbed the head of his cock over her clit and then slowly descended again. This time she paused, his cock deep inside her cunt. Vince felt her pelvic muscle contract and her cunt caress his cock. She sat there tightening and relaxing her pelvic muscles. Then she reached behind her and pulled out a small vibrator. Turning it on she touched it to her clit.

Magnetized by this particular style of piercing in the glossy colored photos, I wanted the same. “This one looks interesting,” I said to the piercer. “How does it go?” He explained that the triangle version was a horizontal piercing at the base of where the hood tissue starts and the metal positions directly behind the nerve center of the clitoris' head so that it reverberates sensation against the female’s most highly sensitive sexual organ. Then, the separate overhead hood piercing is positioned, so the metal ball rests directly against the clitoris, thus giving the person a back and front simultaneous stimulation through body movement.

I chose a smooth, curved vibrator and made sure he saw me take it out of the drawer. I sat on the bed facing him, turned it on, and ran the buzzing tip over my clit. Oh yeah…that felt so good. My clit ached so sweetly. The sensation pulled a soft moan from my throat. I kept my eyes on him while I circled the toy slowly on my clit. I pressed on my clit harder. The vibration was high. My hips twitched the more I dived in. Across the street he pulled his cock out and stroked it in time with the movements of my hand.

Then I rise into a crouching position and reach for Knox's length, positioning myself over him. Before I sink down, though, I find myself admiring the wet tip of his dick. I circle it with my fingers, spreading the moisture. He groans behind me, both hands gripping my waist. The sound makes me bolder. I rub the head of his dick against my center, particularly the pierced part, pressing it against my clit again and again. My hips move in small, controlled circles, dragging the pressure out as I moan softly. That piercing feels so good rubbing against me.

Her puffy pearl twitched and pulsated when I brushed my tongue against it. It wasn’t just the residual effects from the cock pumping in and out that caused her clit’s vibrations. Her clit desired more of what it was getting. It begged for more even as I began to whisk my tongue around it. It throbbed so I inhaled it into my mouth to placate it. Still, that was insufficient. I sucked a little harder and I spanked it with my tongue.

he growled. My pussy held him, and I let out a lower moan. He curled his fingers up and hit that place inside that made my legs tremble. He pulled it out afterwards and grabbed something from the tray. It was a thin vibe, doctor style but shaking hard when he flipped the switch. He held it against my clit, thrusting in hard. The vibrations shot through me like a shock of electricity. I arched back, groaning, "Oh fuck, Doctor!" He chuckled, bad boy-style, and thrust the vibe over my folds.

The buzz against my clit was light but constant, enough to make my thighs tremble but not enough to push me over. Tasha pulled her fingers free and replaced them with her tongue, kissing me again while Monica circled the vibrator slowly around my swollen clit. The plug in my ass kept me stretched and aware, every tiny movement sending sparks through me. Tasha broke the kiss and sat up, her pussy still pressed to my stomach. She reached behind her and found my clit with two fingers, rubbing in tight circles that matched the vibrator's pace.

"What exactly will the pack think we were doing if they see these 'claw marks' on me?" My face burned. "Don't be ridiculous. Noah is right there!" I looked at Noah in the driver's seat, but he didn't miss a beat. "I didn't hear a thing, Miss Mercer." He reached up and slid the privacy baffle shut, sealing us in the back. Cole leaned closer, pushing his marked arm toward me. "Look at this mess. What are you going to do about it?" "I have some ointment at the penthouse," I whispered, trying to stay professional. "I'll fix it later."