Vibrating Clit Piercing Novels & Stories

I pressed the vibrator directly against it, the pulses hitting like tiny shocks. "Ahh," I moaned, head tilting back as my hips rocked forward instinctively. The intermittent buzz made my inner walls clench, empty and craving. "This one's for teasing the clit— builds tension, makes you drip without mercy. Feel that pull? Like your body's begging for more, but it won't let you have it yet." I demonstrated by sliding the tip down, parting my lips to let the pulses kiss my entrance. Wetness coated the silicone, and I spread it back up, glazing my clit until it glistened.

Lisa said. Becky took hold of Lisa's slave emblem and read it. Before she released it, Lisa turned it on so it was shining, along with the collar on her neck. "So it can be read more clearly if needed in the dark," Lisa informed her. Becky touched Lisa's hood piercing. "Does this go through your clit?" "Just above it, so it rubs against it. The little weights bounce and make it almost vibrate." "I've heard piercings like this make you very horny," Becky said.

India stared at his erection and the slick spot the tip left above his navel. “Is that bad boy for me?” He ripped open a condom and rolled it on. “How about if we get your first one outta the way?” he said, reaching for the vibrator. A loud bzzzz reverberated as he cranked the vibrator on high. He placed the tip over the top of the piercing and left it there, keeping constant sensation on her clit. “Oh God, I might set the new speed record.”

The sensation was a direct line to her clit, which throbbed in sympathy. The pierced one turned the vibrator back on. He didn’t press it against her clit this time. He ran it along her inner thighs, over her stomach, around her breasts, avoiding the places she needed it most. The curved-cock man continued to knead her tits, occasionally tugging on the clamp chain.

Clone Two's moans grew louder, her tongue working Clone One's clit as her body writhed under my fingers. I pulled away from the kiss and reached for a drawer nearby, grabbing a big vibrator. It was thick and curved, with ridges along the shaft for extra sensation. I turned it on low, the steady buzz filling the room like a promise. Clone Two's eyes widened as I pressed the tip to her clit first, circling it slowly. She bucked up, a sharp cry escaping her. Then I trailed it down, pushing the head into her pussy inch by inch. Her lips stretched around it, the ridges catching on her walls as it sank deep. She took the whole length, her hips lifting to meet it, inner muscles clenching.

The way his biceps stretch the sleeves of his black tee makes my throat go dry. “You lost, sweetheart?” His voice is rough, the kind that vibrates right between your legs. I swallow. “Uh. Appointment for… a VCH?” His smirk deepens. “Vertical clit hood. Bold choice.” He leans forward, forearms pressing into the glass countertop. “First piercing down there?” He ask My face burns. “Yeah.” “Mmm.” He pushes off the counter, slow, like he’s got all day. “Back room’s free. Let’s get you set up.”

— Fuck. I fall to my knees before my vanity, fingers trembling as I open the bottom drawer. There, beneath the perfume bottles and dusty jewelry boxes, lies what I'm looking for: a small tongue-shaped vibrator, flexible and cold. I turn it on with a click, the dull buzz of vibrations filling the room. Without hesitating, I lift my gown and part my lips with two fingers, already swollen, already soaked. The smooth plastic glides against my clitoris and a raw, desperate moan escapes me.

Vincent and Khalid's grins promised more, their eyes devouring her trembling form. Damian stepped away from her face, his massive dick glistening from her mouth, and rummaged in a drawer of his desk. The sound of metal clinking sent a shiver through Scarlett. He returned with a sleek black vibrator, its surface smooth and humming to life with a low buzz when he flicked the switch. 'Time to make that clit sing, red,' he growled, his deep voice laced with dominance. He knelt between her spread legs, the age gap stark as his broad, experienced hands parted her thighs wider. The vibrator's tip pressed against her sensitive clit, the vibration jolting her like electricity.

she moaned again with pleasure as I again placed it over her clit. Without any warning, I pushed my two fingers into her and pressed the vibrator against her clit. I'm thrusting my finger in and out faster and deeper, and I'm vigorously rubbing the vibrator against her clit. She is just shrieking and moaning with extreme pleasure. I'm loving her sweet moans, they are giving some kind of different pleasure to me like always. I'm becoming hard again, for my Princess.

Her tits pressed against mine, nipples hard as rock Cassie grabbed something from the drawer; a pink vibrator, the kind with a clit sucker. She turned it on low buzz, knelt between my legs again. “Spread wider mommy” I did as she said The wine had me loose, but their hands... gawwd.. brought me back to life Cassie pressed the toy against me - suction on my clit, vibration inside. I gasped loud, back arching. Chloe sucked my nipple hard, biting just enough to sting. Her hand reached down, fingers joining the toy, she's rubbing my clit rough while the suction pulled.