It happened Sunday and today is Friday. My boyfriend had been dying to get his third tattoo and I agreed to go with him. Upon entering the tattoo parlor with him, my ever-growing desire to get another piercing and/or tattoo began to rear its ugly head. You see, it started when I was 18. Up to that point, all I had was a single piercing in each lobe. You know, normal stuff. Three years later, I have three lobes (bottoms are gauged to a 6), 2 cartilage in one ear and an industrial in the other, my nipples pierced, a star tattoo on my left hip (that I got on the Hollywood walk of stars), and last, but not least, my vertical labia piercings.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Eric Studio Poked U Tattoo Location Greenwood, Indiana So, as I'm sure anyone on this site can tell you, once you start with the body modifications, it is REALLY hard to stop. I had heard that hood piercings are extremely pleasurable and had been considering a genital piercing for quite some time. To be quite honest, I did not really care what I got, I just wanted to be poked! So, long story short, I ended up returning to the piercer who did my nipples, since I felt like he did a really good job the first time and I have some other friends who highly recommend him. Turns out he was looking to expand his portfolio and needed some genital piercings, so he offered me a GREAT price for some experimental work, as long as I let him do what he wanted. I, perhaps foolishly, agreed.
I must admit, it was the first time in my life I had ever been in a room with three guys (my boyfriend, the piercer, and his apprentice) at once with no pants on. Maybe it was the excitement or the anticipation, I couldn't tell, but I was strangely unmoved by the awkward nature or my situation.
Upon taking a look at my anatomy, my piercer became very excited about the idea of piercing my outer labia vertically. For whatever reason, I have rather large outer labia, so much so that he was able to squeeze them together long-ways with room to spare. The more time I pondered whether this was a good idea, the more excited he grew about the feasibility of this experimental piercing. This would be the first time he had ever done a vertical labia piercing and I felt that if I told him no, he was probably going to burst into tears. The more we talked about it and the more he reassured me, the better the idea sounded. He claimed it would be the most awesome piercing he had ever done. Now how could I resist the most awesome piercing ever?
The process of preparing me for the piercings actually went quite quickly and before I knew it he had a needle pressed firmly against my skin and was telling me to take a deep breath. I get shivers just thinking about it right now. Little did I know that as I exhaled, I was going to experience the most intense pain I had ever felt.
As the needle penetrated my flesh, I recognized the familiar pain I had experienced with all my other piercings - that distinctive sort of pinching pain from having a needle poked through your skin. The only difference was that now the pain just kept going... and going. Apparently it was a longer distance between insertion and coming out the other side than I had anticipated. The longer the needle kept pushing its way through my labia, the more intense the pain became. It felt like it was never going to stop. I tried to displace some of the pain I was feeling into my boyfriend's hand, which was clutched more than firmly in my left hand. I don't think I hurt him that bad.
Once the needle had gone all the way through, my body remained extremely tense. By this point, my legs were quivering insanely and my breaths were short and shallow. All I remember thinking was: "oh my god, I have to do this all over again." Soon enough, the time came to pierce the other side. By now the adrenaline was absolutely racing through my bloodstream. I could hardly control my legs and all I could think to do was scream and clench my boyfriend's hands. I swear I must have looked like I was giving birth with the way everything was happening.
I cannot even begin to express the relief that came once the second piercing was completely inserted and everything was finished. I had to sit on the bench for a couple minutes before I even TRIED to move. My legs were still shaking uncontrollably and I felt lightheaded, but with my boyfriend's help I made it out to my car.
The pain subsided temporarily for a couple hours while we attended a fourth of July celebration cookout. I wanted to tell everyone about what I had just done, but alas I could not. This piercing will have to remain one of my dirty little secrets that must be kept from family and family friends.
What about sex, you ask? Well we TRIED to wait, but after a day, I couldn't take it. We have had (relatively painless) sex about 10 times since then (yea, I know) and I am just really sure to clean myself thoroughly after each time (and make him pull out) so it does not get infected. Right now my labia are quite swollen, so I think we are going to have to try and hold out a little longer and give it some more time to begin to heal, even though we were ever-so gentle.
Overall, I'd have to say that I LOVE this piercing. Even though it is more for aesthetic purposes, I still love the way it makes me feel. I love having such a rare piercing, not to mention that it LOOKS SO FREAKIN AWESOME! My piercer was extremely happy with it and so am I. Though I'm sure it is not recommended for everyone, if you CAN do it, you most definitely should. If you have any questions, feel free to send me an email.