Labia Piercing Stories

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Do Not Collect $200

by nawty_angel86 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

School was out and it was my favorite time of the day, because I knew minutes after I got home the mail would be here soon after. Today didn't disappoint, just like clock work I thought. I quickly released my 38C's from my bra and threw it to the side. I undid some of my buttons on my shirt and tied it so it showcased my belly ring, I rolled my plaid uniform...

The Lascivious Ballroom

by AutumnsBreath on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

The green flame of the torches cast flickering light and shadow over the tunnel. Malice's bare feet walked over the loose rocks and dusty floor of the cave. They padded lightly up a set of steps to a small circular door, one of many carved out bed chambers in the tunnel. This section of the Harkness East Cave network was called Darkfall XI and housed a lot o...

Dressing for the Office

by steelring on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Lorraine looks good in stockings. She always has. She has great legs. I guess that might have something to do with her running the best part of twenty miles a week, week in week out, which she has done since college and throughout our marriage, even on our honeymoon. The locals in Goa loved watching the white woman with long, jet black hair, running each day...

Compromising Positions Ch. 03

by Timeris on Feb 25, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jenne got in her car and headed to her appointment. Maria's Boutique wasn't far, and had come recommended from a couple of people. It wasn't cheap, but they were supposed to be professional and nice folks. She arrived a few minutes before her appointment and checked in with Lisa. After a short while, Carrie called her in for her appointment. "Hi Jenne, is...

Dangerous Piercing

by ARGEE on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Natalie had been a wonderful, loving wife to Dennis for 9 years! She had worshipped the ground he walked on every since they had first met some 11 years ago. Everything about their marriage had been wonderful. Their sex life had been superb and they both felt there was nothing they could ever want. Their sexual experiences before they were married had been...

The Baubling of Bethy's Bits

by Bethyboo on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Single in my forties. Not a state I'd recommend to anyone. Dating has changed in the last 20 + years, and with the slew of internet dating sites, doors have opened up that maybe should have remained closed. I am going to share a story with you, true to every word, and let you sort out for yourself if maybe I had suffered a temporary bout of insanity. I hit...

The Festival Ch. 03

by RobertLStevenson on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When Ramer arrived, I poured him a glass of scotch, grabbed a notebook and pen, and led him up the stairs to Jennifer's bedroom, where she was doing her homework. I knocked on the door and opened it. Despite Jennifer's age, pink was still the main color of her personal space. Her white princess bed frame and pink bedspread dominated the center of the room;...

Piercing for National Nude Day Ch. 10

by Gussie on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 10: Monday to Wednesday leading to the Gala Opening Dear readers: If you totally confused this story please read the Piercing for NND stories leading to this tale. They might help you follow what is going on. ENJOY! * * * * * THE OFFICE After Miss Frump left nobody said a word. Lawyer was standing open mouthed, and I suspect that I was also loo...

Alicia and the Chain Pt. 02

by mofguy on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Sex with Nelf turned out to be an amazing experience. She had organized her living quarters on the first floor of her house, while she kept her work-related stuff on the ground level. All we had to do was to go up the stairs - however, that task seemed easier in theory than in practice. I was tired (gulping down a few meters of chain is hard work, I tell you...

We Ate a Quiet Breakfast

by EndorphinResearch on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

We ate a quiet breakfast; fresh bagels, coffee and the Sunday paper. Sharon and I sat at either end of the living room couch amidst the green foliage, our feet and toes often touching. After she’d gotten up and refilled our coffees, Sharon sat at my end of the couch and languorously wound herself around me. We seemed to fit so well together, there were rarel...