My piercing: How my work-mate punctured my clitoris

At A Glance Author anonymous Artist Brian Studio (Private residence) Location Melbourne, Australia

My piercing experience: how my work-mate punctured my clitoris

Hi! I'm from Australia, and I want to tell you about my own clit piercing experience. It happened under unusual circumstances so I'll start from the beginning.

Piercing is addictive! (or at least I find it addictive!) I already had multiple piercings in both ears, three in my nose, one eyebrow barbell, and one in my tongue. I hadn't had one done for a while, and that hankering feeling started to come up again...But where was the next one going to be? I considered my nipples first. But, I decided against them, in favour of something more extreme - call it a mid thirties crisis if you like - but I just wanted to really do something radical to myself. My Clitoris was the obvious choice. Highly sensitive (something I could feel proud of earning) and the "centre" of my physical female sexual being. It is the most intimate part of my body in my opinion, so why not "crown" it! Besides, I heard that it can add to your sex life...and that wasn't something to scoff at.

I was working in a shop at the time. My piercings didn't piss the boss off, because it was a sort of T-shirt and bong shop type place. You could say my piercings probably got me the job in the first place - my boss had a pierced nose and ear anyway - and most of the customers had a hole through something on their face! Anyway I was still toying with the idea of getting my clit done when this new guy called Brian started working in the shop. He also had a lot of piercings, and we got talking. We hit it off well and soon enough we were buddies, hanging out after work having coffees or visiting each other at home. (We were, however JUST friends as far as I was concerned.) It happened that Brian had moved over here to Victoria from Western Australia, where he used to work as a piercer.

One night, over a few drinks, I told him about wanting to get another piercing - but not WHERE I wanted to get it! He offered to do me for free, as he still had his piercing stuff. As the night wore on and the bottle got emptier, he managed to get out of me that I wanted to get my clit done. He said okay, he'd do it, but said he would have to have "a look" first to see if I was "suitable" for that kind of piercing. He said it real straight like if he was a doctor or something! Now, like most women(?) I HATE gynaecological examinations of any kind. Discomfort aside, I don't really like having my genitals peered at by some man unless I'm having sex with him! I hesitated. "Embarrassed, huh?" he asked me. He rolled his eyes, stood up, and proceeded to drop his pants! Out flopped his dick, he pulled his foreskin back, and I saw he had a PA. I managed to take my eyes of the ring through the eye of his knob after a moment and looked at him.

"See, not so embarrassing is it? Come on, your turn." He said. It sounds weird, but it kind of helped - he was so matter of fact about it. Anyway, he had a look at me on the couch in the lounge room of his flat, and said that yes he could do it, as my clit was "reasonably large", and was not buried too deeply to "access". He asked me when I wanted to get it done. I said next Saturday night, and he told me to drop over to his flat at 7 PM.

On the night, I was pretty nervous. How much was this going to hurt...? We chatted for a while, and he poured me a few drinks, but had none himself. When I was ready, I chose to lie down on the couch to have it done. I removed my jeans and under pants, and lay back. He asked me to bend my knees and open my legs. He put on surgical gloves (which dispelled any doubts I had about him being a pervert) and got a small hand mirror so I could see my genitals too, and what he was doing. He gently spread my lips open, so that we could see the mound of my clitoris under its hood. We discussed the exact place to do it, and he marked the spot. He had sterilised the whole area with antiseptic liquid by the time he fetched the needle. I had planned to watch, but when I saw that and thought of it going through my clitty - I lay back and shut my eyes!

I admit it really hurt. Brian did a good job, I think - smooth, fast, no getting stuck - but it still really did hurt. When the needle went in the tip being pressed against my sensitive clitoris hurt enough - but as Brian pushed, the pain grew, until it was absolutely searing.

I suppose it only lasted a couple of seconds, but it SEEMED to take fifteen. I clutched the sides of the couch with my hands and gritted my teeth. Then I could feel my clit tugging as Brian fitted the ring. Hurry up, I thought. I nearly regretted it for a split second. "All done," Brian suddenly said. I hesitated, then dared to look down. It didn't look as bad as I thought. A couple of drops of blood, and my clit looked a bit "angry" - BUT I HAD A PIERCED CLITORIS NOW!!!

Brian drove me home (thank god - the walk to the train would have KILLED me!) and filled me in on all the standard aftercare. I got no infections, but it was sort of bruised for a few days, and generally sore. Sex and masturbation were TOTALLY out for a while! Anyway its been nearly four months and I LOVE my clit ring! I've learnt all these new tricks...it can make sex interesting. Anything that tugs the ring in the right way feels pretty nifty...I can organise a bit of impromptu pleasure in public places without anybody knowing, which I find pretty sexy. Also, during sex, if my man's penis penetrates me from the right angle, it can pull on the ring which increases the amount my clit gets stimulated indirectly. Really girls, a ring beats lips alone for tickling the old clitty when your with your man! So, if your thinking about getting a clit piercing -don't think - JUST GO OUT AND DO IT!

Oh, and one other thing - I NEVER have problems with inexperienced guys not being able to find my clit during sex anymore - any idiot can find a ring! Clitoral piercings really ARE the solution to that age old problem!

Good piercings all!