Sex-Kitten gets a Triangle :-)

At A Glance Author Janine Contact Janine@bme.anon Artist Hank Bangcock Studio Chicago Tattoo Location Chicago, IL

Hello, all. Let me introduce myself. My name is Janine, and I am a nineteen year old college student (I am from the Chicago 'burbs, but I go to school in Boston). I have been interested in getting a genital piercing for about a year now. I was a little hesitant about going through with it because some of my friends told me that it was a skanky thing to do. Finally, I decided that being the sex-kitten that I am, I was going to go through with it no matter what those unpierced people thought. I planned on getting it done when I went home for Thanksgiving break so I could do it on my own time and have it be a more personal experience. I had been thinking about it a lot, and I figured that if some dick of a guy thought it was nasty, then SCREW HIM! (high-fives all around, I know...) Anyways, when I finally knew that a genital piercing was in my future I had to decide which piercing to get. At first I planned on getting two matching inner labia piercings. I thought I was more interested in a decorative addition, and was turned on my the thought of feeling the pressure of the rings hanging as I walked and constantly reminding me of my growing sexuality. However, after much thinking and debating I realized that a nice deep triangle would be the way to go (I dislike the fact that the hood piercings go through so little skin; if I was going to go through with this, I was going to do it all the way!)

So anyway, I returned to Chicago on November 24 and planned on venturing out to Chicago Tattoo two days later for the big event. The night I got home I visited with the fam and went out to a rave with some friends from high school. The next day (Thanksgiving) I awoke with butterflies in my stomach. AAH!! Am I really going to do this?! The day passed slowly in anticipation of the day to follow. Finally the big day had arrived. i told my mom I was going shopping (not a complete lie, I would be buying some body jewelry afterall!) and set out for the forty-five minute drive down to the city. In the car I chain-smoked about thiry cigarettes, and before I knew it I was there. I went inside and to my surprise the wait was only about fifteen minutes. I suppose the holiday season is not a prime piercing time... So, I signed the release form and showed the girl behind the counter my driver's license (she didn't even know what a triangle piercing was until I told her- I am so glad they hire knowlegable people! Ha!). I sat down on the waiting couch with two hilarious gay men who were visiting the shop for a jewelry change. Luckily, they put my mind at ease!

The men were in and out of the piercing studio within a few minutes. Hang Bangcock, my piercer of choice, came around the corner and called, "Miss Janine? Are you ready?!" I followed him back while he asked if I was nervous. The woman behind the counter gave me a pained look as if she couldn't imagine what I was about to do. Before I go on, I will have to add a little pitch about my favorite and most wonderful piercer. Hank is absolutely beautiful- he has this sexy, calming aura about him that is so reassuring to nervous little girls like me! And his work speaks for itself. Hank has perfomed my two navel piercings (one is a 3/4" curved barbell behind the original piercing and it looks so great), my tongue, and my nipples. I also have an industrial, a tragus and a rook, however I got them done by piercers in Boston where I go to school. They also look very nice, but I would never trust such an intimate piercing to anyone besides my Hank. ::smile::

I went into the room and Hank already had a 5/8" 14 gauge captive bead ring being sterilized. I discussed getting pierced with a 12 gauge ring, but he discouraged that. He thought that it would displace a bit too much skin in the area so he advised that I get the 14 gauge and stretch it in a few months. Hank and I chose a (really big!) blue sparkly bead to complete the ring, and we were ready to get started. I took off my black stretchy pants and underwear. He put some paper down for me to sit on and pulled out the stirrups. I layed down, and by this point I was pretty damn nervous. He cleaned my freshly shaved pussy with Betadine and marked the spots for the pierce. I looked at them, but in my nervousness I don't think I really saw anything! I trusted his choice and told him to proceed. he fooled around with the clamps for awhile (slippery lil' clit! ::hehe::) and finally asked if I was ready. I grasped my yellow tee-shirt with my sweaty little hands as he went through some breathing exercises. Finally, he counted to three and pushed the needle through with one quick slice. When the needle went through, I slid my body back in a slight jumping motion. I suppose that was an uncontrollable reflex, because I tried so hard to stay perfectly still! I have had some painful piercings before, but never like this. Although it was over in a second, the pain was incredible. It was a sharp, hot, burning sensation. And it seemed to happen in slow motion! He asked if I was alright while he nonchalantly put the jewelry in (thanks Hank!). He secured the bead and handed me a mirror to look at my new addition. It looks really great. It is fairly low; infact, it almost looks like a really high set of inner labia piercings secured by one ring. I am ecstatic with the way it looks though (I will send in pictures soon, I promise). After he gave me a pad to wear, I thanked him profusely for being so patient and talked to him for a minute. He mentioned that his wife wears a triangle. I thought that was a pretty good sign that it's a fun piercing, but was upset to fine out that he is married. Hank, I want you!! (Little did he know that a small percentage of the reason I was so excited about HIM doing the pierce was so that I could have him touch me for a second...sigh::) I paid him $60 and practically ran for the door because I was craving a cigarette hard-core! The walk to the car passed quickly (even though it took nearly fifteen minutes!). As I drove away I pumped up Madonna's "Like a Prayer" and belted out the words at the top of my lungs!

Now I am back in Boston. I told all those friends that thought it was nasty, and although most were surprised that I actually went through with it, it seemed to go over well. As for those walking orgasms that people love to talk about, not true. And I am glad. Wouldn't that be overkill? I do have a new consciousness of my clit and the constant pressure, although not arousing, is definitely a nice feeling. I would recommend the triangle to anyone. It is scary to think of the pain of a needle going through the most sensitive spot in the female body, but the pain is only temporary. And isn't there such a thin line between pleasure and pain anyway?? I see this piercing almost as a rite of passage. The timing of this piercing is perfect- it symbolizes some important changes and decisions I have recently made in my life, but that's another (really, really long) story. Now, I feel like I have finally gained control of my body. And the thought of having this sexy little secret in my pants is so erotic!! So girls, don't just think about it, go for it! I know, that sounds cheezy, but whateva... That's all for now... Have a great day, and feel free to email me your questions or comments...

Janine

P.S. If you found this at all interesting, I also wrote the article titled "Nipples Worth Licking".

P.P.S. Oops! I forgot to talk about aftercare. I clean the ring with Bactine twice a day and each morning when I shower I dilute Ivory pump-soap and water in a 1/8 to 7/8 ratio. Apparently, too much soap in such a sensitive area disrupts the pH balance and can cause infection. The piercing bled for a few days off an on, but did not bleed at all after that. Not there is a whitish-clear discharge that is easily cleaned. I have high hopes that this piercing will heal quickly and easily. That's really all now.... sigh...