Vibrating Clit Piercing Novels & Stories

Chapter 2: Clit piercing The cream Elias was rubbing around my fresh piercing wasn’t soothing anything anymore. Every excruciatingly slow circle of his fingers made the new barbell tug gently against my swollen clit, sending sharp sparks of pleasure-pain straight through me. I couldn’t take it. “Elias…” I whispered, my voice shaking. "Ahnn... please..." He looked up from between my spread thighs, those calm gray eyes now dark with hunger. “Tell me what you need, Aria.”

He secured her wrists and ankles to the thick legs of the desk, stretching her out, completely exposed. “You’re beautiful like this,” he rasped, his eyes devouring her naked form. “Vulnerable. Mine.” He returned with a small, powerful vibrator, gleaming black. “This, Clara, is your next dose of medicine.” He pressed the vibrating tip against her clitoris. Clara screamed, her body arching violently against the restraints as the intense buzz filled her. He worked her ruthlessly, his other hand sliding into her pussy, fingers plunging deep, stretching her. He fucked her with his fingers while the vibrator made her climax again and again, a raw, uncontrolled explosion of pleasure.

I shivered when he slowly dragged the cool pearls down the crease between my cheeks, lightly brushing my clit. The movements were almost weightless, but the vibration created by the small shifting beads did unbelievable things. The pearls massaged and stimulated countless sensitive points—the clitoral ridge is rich with them—making me drip even more and crave everything. The sensations were unreal. Kirill slid the pearls over my hottest spots several times, skillfully pressing or trailing them just right. I thought I would lose my mind from the torment, moaning openly, gripping the sheets and squirming under the sweet torture.

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.

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. “Mhm… yes daddy,” Lisa moaned, her voice breaking. He choked her lightly, his hand around her throat, and she loved it, her eyes fluttering. I went to Lisa’s bag and brought out her vibrator. I laid on the floor rug and spread my pussy wide, putting the vibrator on my clit. The vibrations were crazy. I turned it up higher, the intense buzzing sending shocks through my swollen clit. “Uh yeah… ah… omg,” I moaned, pressing my boobs, my black eyes rolling back.

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."