1.13.2005
- I was reading through A New York Escorts Confessions and saw one woman's story about getting her hood pierced. Since my experience was extremely different, I thought I'd share.
I learned very young to always go to the same piercer. Two times I ventured to a different shop, and both times was burned; a tongue piercing that ended with a hospital visit, and a crooked nipple ring that still bleeds and aches 5 years later (yes, I know I should let it heal and get it repierced, I just don't have the guts). So, when I decided to venture south of the border, there was no question, I was going to my usual piercer. The time was much less set. I had a "friend with benefits" at the time, but had no urge to bring him with me, and definitely didn't want to go by myself, so I ended up going with two female friends.
When we got there, the piercer had only one person in line, so thankfully I didn't have long to wait. We all looked at tattoos and belly rings while waiting, trying to take my mind off of the nerves. I had heard horror stories (such as the one above) about how much it hurt, but my nipples had been relatively painless, so my mind was bounding around between passing out and gushing blood to a minor ouch.
When the piercer called me back, he allowed me to bring one person, but I declined. These were my long time friends, and none of us had any urge to stare at my currently hairless crotch. So, I braved the room alone. While he set up, I shimmied my thong off and into a handy pocket, and hopped up on the table. He knew me well enough to skip the care lecture, just hit on the points relevant to this piercing. The next thing I knew, I was flat on my back, legs spread, his face about a foot from my crotch. We chatted about his daughter, my friends, my other piercings, he offered for about the 6th time to fix my crooked nipple, and then he looked up at me.
"Is this for pleasure, or just to look pretty" he asked, quite seriously.
I blushed crimson, and had to restrain my urge to slam my thighs shut. "Just to look pretty" I mumbled, looking anywhere but at him.
He nodded somberly, and disappeared underneath my skirt again. For the first time, I felt his cold latex covered hands, poking and prodding around my clit, as he explained that a vertical piercing would be best for me. I agreed, and tried to think of other things.
Then, suddenly, he started whistling. Being only about 6 inches away from my clit, the whistling blew air all over me, tickling like crazy. He stopped very abruptly 10 seconds later when I let out a quick giggle. It suddenly dawned on me that he was rather uncomfortable too. Not doing the piercing, we had talked over the years about many such piercings, and my worse things, but I think I made him nervous, just because he knew me a bit better. But, nerves or not, we were set to go. I could feel the cold steel of the receiving tube on my clit, and as usual, it made me more nervous than anything.
I started the required 3 deep breaths, and was on the exhale of two when there was a sudden pain, and a twinge raced down both my legs. I blinked, confused. Where was the intense orgasm or intense pain or intense anything? Hell, my ears had hurt worse than that! There was a slight tugging as he threaded the ring in and closed it, but again, very mild. I sat up slightly, to look at the piercer.
"All done" He smiled up at me and handed me a sheet of paper with his name, number, and aftercare instructions.
In a daze, I pulled out the cash to pay and tip him, then wandered outside. There was a dull ache between my legs, but nothing like what I expected. By the time I reached the car, I was walking normally, the only discomfort present being the rather airy feeling that comes with a skirt and lack of underwear.
Over the next 10 days, I woke up early to sit on the side of the tub with my handheld shower head pointed at my piercing, and took extra-long showers every night, washing it carefully with Dial. That was about the only pain I felt with this piercing, that lovely sharp feeling of soap in an open wound, the pain that you miss so much after a piercing heals.
All in all, I tell everyone that this was the least painful and quickest healing piercing that I have, and I highly suggest it. Don't expect orgasms with every step, though.