It has been over a year and a half since I had had anything done. I had thought about tattoos a few times, but decided not to because I don't know if I would be able to stop if I continue. A few people had suggested piercing my nipples but I was still much too afraid, I like them way too much to have them in pain. I shrugged off each and every suggestion on the matter. Then I met my "body guide." I know that I'm uptight and anxious about things, but I had still thought I was a "live life to the fullest" kind of person. Then I met Reynaldo and realized I'm not even close.
At A Glance Author Melody Contact dryads@excite.com When It just happened Artist Marcie Studio Legendary Location Mentor, OH He suggested piercing my nipples, and I took his suggestion more seriously than previous ones, because he's been thru piercing HELL himself. He's had a frenum, dydoes, and now this cat is working with a 0g apadravyas. So I thought about it for about 2 seconds, then said, "No." But he knew how to get me. There are two things I've been all my life, a very sexual person, and a very competitive person. He dared me, he used that competitiveness to encourage me, and I took the bait. I thought about it, and got myself pumped up and agreed. I decided I would do it over the weekend. But I couldn't wait, thinking about it was making me insane, I was getting so incredibly aroused thinking about getting my nipples pierced and how good it would feel. Reynaldo not only used my competitiveness, but also my sexualness. He made sure I knew how much I would enjoy it. He assured me that I would thank him afterwards.
Then it happened, things were falling apart at work and I was stressed, anxious, excited, nervous and more importantly I felt powerless. I find that at times like this I become more impulsive and do things I'm sure I would normally do. I left work and called a friend, I asked her to go to the studio with me because I wanted to get my nipples pierced. She was excited, we have always done our piercings and tattoos together. I drove to her house and the two of us and her girlfriend left for the studio. Lynda was great, she told me not to worry and I made her promise not to let me punk-out. I trusted her both as a friend and as someone who had a nipple piercing.
The studio is right down the street from them so the anxiety didn't have much time to build during the car ride; however, when we got there the piercer had left and gone to Staples for office supplies. Now I was stuck waiting here until she got back, and the anxiety began to build. I sat in the chair my leg nervously bouncing as I twirled my hair and tried to think of something else. But I couldn't think about anything but my poor nipples and all the pain I knew they would experience. She came back soon enough, I hadn't punked-out yet. But I wasn't expecting Marcie, I was expecting the woman who had done my tongue.
Again the nervousness began to build, I quickly went from being comfortable and with someone I had dealt with before, to a new person. Marcie went and cleaned up then called me back. She was nice enough to let both Lynda and her girlfriend Colleen come in with me for support. I very quickly realized how cool Marcie was and became instantly comfortable with her. I lifted my shirt and let her clean and mark my nipples. I was both nervous and excited at this point. I then laid on the table and started to relax while she continued to get ready.
Marcie clamped my left nipple and I began breathing in and out. "Take a deep on in," she said as the needle slid into my nipple. I gasped, it felt good, it felt VERY GOOD. I nearly orgasmed. This definitely felt better than the tattoo, my clit was throbbing in excitement from the piercing. Marcie was very efficient, instead of finshing that one and then starting the other she went on to the right nipple. She clamped it and again told me to breath in. This time there was a little sting and the gasp was much less pleasurable. It didn't hurt, but it didn't feel good, that was for sure. She finished with the jewelry and then told me to look in the mirror. I stood up and loved what I saw. I had never thought that I would look good with my nipples pierced. But I enjoyed what I saw and was more than happy I did it. Lynda and Colleen were impressed with my breasts, so that made me feel a little better at the same time.
The right nipple was still sore for a little while, an off and on soreness for about an hour, never painful though. The left nipple was completely pain free until after I cleaned them for the first time, they were both a little sore afterwards. The first night was much more amazing then I ever imagined, I had expected days of agony to follow, and I had received nothing but pleasure. Even though I wasn't being sexual with them, they made me feel so sexually charged immediately. I didn't realize it until I had told my "body guide," Reynaldo, that I had actually done it, but he pointed out the feeling of power. He was right, they made me feel powerful, I had these incredible piercings hidden beneath my shirt and no one would know unless I wanted them to. They were an instant source or power and pleasure.
It's been 3 days and I haven't experienced any pain at all. I have always been a sexual person, however, I don't think I've ever in my life been as sexually charged as I have been since the moment I first felt the needle touch my left nipple and then my right. It's the most amazing feeling, so undeniably incredible. I owe Reynaldo immensely for the encouragement, even though he wasn't physically there with me, he was the reason I was there, without his help I probably never would have done it. Like Reynaldo prophesized, my nipples and I thank him from the bottom of my heart.