Domineering boyfriend convinces timid girlfriend to get pussy piercing.

[sail away]

IC: "Ah comm..on Suz it’ll be so cool. All your girlfriends are do’in it! Won’t you do it for me? Don’t you love me? I’ll be with you all the time."

Narration: My name’s Bob, and my girlfriend, of only three weeks, is Suzy. She’s petite blond, kinda athletic, and a real looker! I nabbed her because she’s kinda timid and I poured on the charm, you know, I said she’s pretty, I love her, she’s intelligent, all that bull shet. She dressed kinda sexy when we first started going out, but now I’ve go her looking real good! Holter tops, tube tops and bottoms, summer dresses, ya, she looks grate on my arm. She’ll do anything for me, even give me her body. But, now I’m trying to convince her to get a pussy ring. I’ve never had a girlfriend that had one, and a lot of the guys are bragging that their girlfriends have one, and I’m not gona let them give me a hard time because my girlfriend doesn’t have one! I’ve been poring on the charm and gilt on Suzy, and she better go for it or I’ll have to dump her and find some other girl who’d go for it!

There’s only one tattoo and piercing place in town and it’s a dive. I think Suzy’s about as concerned about that as getting it pierced!

OCC: This SRP is about a domineering boyfriend trying to get his timid girlfriend to get a pussy piercing at a dive tattoo and piercing shop. I’m looking for a lady to play the girlfriend, and Ill play all the other parts; boyfriend, tattoo shop keeper, etc. There’s no sex in this SRP (at least I’m not really planing on it), just some nice semipublic nudity, humiliation, and some pain.

 

[little_golden]

Cindy Thinking Back.....

IC: "Ah comm..on Suz it’ll be so cool. All your girlfriends are do’in it! Won’t you do it for me? Don’t you love me? I’ll be with you all the time."

Narration: My name’s Bob, and my girlfriend, of only three weeks, is Suzy. She’s petite blond, kinda athletic, and a real looker! I nabbed her because she’s kinda timid and I poured on the charm, you know, I said she’s pretty, I love her, she’s intelligent, all that bull shet. She dressed kinda sexy when we first started going out, but now I’ve go her looking real good! Holter tops, tube tops and bottoms, summer dresses, ya, she looks grate on my arm.


Cindy felt a nervous sexual excitement about her new boyfriend Bob. He was the normal type of guy she liked to date. He wasn't rich with some cool professional job - he was more of a free spirit.
Exactly what he did she wasn't sure. Bob always seemed to shift the conversation to Cindy and it was so flattering.

Her friends thought she had rushed into a relationship with Bob. They said she was in the re-bound after finding out her "serious boyfriend" was happily married and had been playing her along for sex and a good time. She had saved herself until age 25 only to loose her virginity to a married man - who had promised to marry her several times - up until he had gotten her into bed.

Having Bob meet her parents was out of the question. He just wasn't the sort of guy you brought home to mom and dad. They be critizing the clothes she was wearing (mostly gifts from Bob). Dad wouldn't give a fair chance and mom, well, no one was good enough for her little girl.

Waiting in her apartment - waiting for his call was driving her crazy. For the third time she fixed her long blonde hair - brushing it back and then spraying it for the perfect look. The make-up was great too - mind you - she wore more it - since he liked it on her though she thought it added a slutty element to her. But I guess it fit the new clothes Bob had been encouraging her to buy and wear.

At first she was nervous about his taste. Everything he wanted her to wear was short, sexy and opposite to what she had bought almost her whole life. They were the type of clothes that brought attention to yourself - whether you wanted it or not. Bob seemed to enjoy people staring and eyeing them jealously. Maybe that's what she liked so much about him.

As she looked in the mirror she was wearing a micro-mini black leather skirt and a tight fighting white blouse. The buttons were down so that the tips of her lacy bra could be seen and her ample cleavage was barely constrained....

"If only that damn phone would ring" Cindy told herself.

As she waited she thought back to the first time they met.....

OCC it's all yours.....

 

[sail away]

OOC: Little_golden and I are changing the plot a bit, and I’m adding some background. Little_golden’s character’s name will be Cindy. Bob and Cindy have been going together for only a week.

Narration: (A week ago)
Bobby works part time at the local gym. He instructs aerobics classes and gives personal fitness training. At least that’s his "day job". Bob makes his real money as a pimp! He has four or five high priced girls who work for him. He finds new girls from his aerobics class. Bob has a reputation of being a charmer and smooth talker, so he can often talk the right kind of girl into working for him. The girls who work for him live in the fast lane and/or are hard up for money.

The summer time has always been something of a slow time for Bob’s busyness. Families spend more time together, and it’s harder for the men in the family to getaway for a while. And, until last week, Bob hasn’t heard from one of his best customers, a rich layer, for about two months. He finally called Bob to hire one of his girls. He said that he coned this girl into thinking that he was signal and wanted to marry her. He blow her off when she pressed him about marriage. He said, "hay, at least I didn’t have to pay for it!" Bob usually makes a lot of money as a pimp but now with the economic down turn he’s been a bit hard up for money himself.

Once a year the gym that Bob works for throws an open house. It’s a way to try to get new customers. Bob does his aerobics class, and in the evening the club puts on a pool party and BBQ. This time Bob invited a few of his friends along. They’re definitely not pillars of the community! While they were standing around the juse bar talking, Bob saw that little blond hared girl again. He had seen her around the gum but never met her. Petite, slim, lots of curves, an angel’s face, very nice! Bob would love to have her in his harem, but she’s timid and shy, she’d never go for it. The Joe, one of Bob’s friends, notices him looking at her. Joe says, "Did you fuck that toy yet, bud?" Bob turns to Joe and says, "No, I don’t even know her name,…Suzy or Cindy,…something like that." Joe, knowing of Bob’s financial down turn, decides to have some fun. Joe says, "Hay bud, I’ve got $500 that says you can’t get that girl in the sack by next Friday (a week from now)." Bob smirks and says to his friend, "Pal,.. in a week I could have her begging me to marry her. Your on!" Joe looks at his girlfriend who just got a pussy ring and decides to up Bob, he says, "Ok,.. how about this. I’ve got $1,000 that says you can’t get a pussy ring on that toy by next week!" Bob thinks, ‘Ops! I should have keeped my mouth shut!’ Bob looks around, and his friends are looking at him waiting for his answer. If Bob backs down he’ll never hear the end of it. Bob looks back at the girl, takes a deep breath and says,…"ok, your on." Joe howls, then says, "ok man you’ve got a bet. I wana see a pussy ring on the toy in one week or you own me a grand!"

Bob downs his sparkling water, and walks over to the girl.

That was last Friday. Bob has been really poring it on all week. Wining and dining Cindy, even gave her a shopping spree at the mall. He’s gotten her in bed twice and, for the last two days, has been trying to talk Cindy into getting a pussy ring. Now it’s next Friday about noon. Bob only has 12 hours to go. He has bought Cindy 12 long stem roses and put a small gold ring clipped into the peddle of one of the roses as a hint about the pussy ring. He calls Cindy, she answers at once and Bob says, "Hay baby, I just wanted to call before I came over. I’ve got some surprises for my girl!"

 

[little_golden]

As Cindy thought back to first meeting with Bob she remembered the party at the fitness club. Maybe it wasn't really a date she debated in her head. Well that was where they first met. She'd been surprised that as she strolled around picking at the vegetable plates that a tall good looking instructor had introduced himself and started chatting up a storm. It was great that he was in shape and all - but he wasn't her type. But then after they chatted for an hour or so - he just seemed so charming that she had given him her phone number that night.

Everything since then had been a worldwind romance. He was a hopeless romantic sending her gifts and little love notes. They had spoken on the phone for hours and gone out to some of the nicer places in town. They had even gone shopping and he had bought her some very chic outfits which he claimed were popular incoming styles from Paris and Milan.

After a couple nights of all this attention Cindy had Bob over for a gourmet dinner. Everything was perfect from the meal, to the candles, to the wine to the little black dress she had worn to please him. After two bottles of wine and some before dinner drinks she could barely talk let refuse him as he had pulled off her dress and made passionate love with her in her bed. He had been gentle and kind. This must be the right man for her. He seemed so romantic and perfect. He had been a kind and gentle lover too.

Just this afternoon he had sent her 12 long stem roses. She had screamed with excitement when she saw a small gold ring clipped into the peddle of one of the roses. Was he going to propose to her she wondered or was he still pestering her about some body piercing in her private area. The thought of mutilating herself was a non-starter. It must be a joke of his - just to tease me and see me squirm she thought to herself.

At last the phone rang and she was delighted to hear Bob's voice - "Hey baby, I just wanted to call before I came over. I’ve got some surprises for my girl!"

Cindy shrieked on the phone. It must be he's going to propose she thought to herself.

"I''ll just be doing my make-up so you just come right in. I'll leave it unlocked for you" she told him before she whispered "good bye". Truth was she was already ready - but she didn't want to seem to eager. For a second she ran down the hall and back.

"Shoes - I got to find those 3" black high heels - the spike ones" she told herself. She hated wearing any high heels though they did wonders to emphasize her shapely legs. They hurt and were a pain to walk around in. But she'd get used to it for Bob. If it made him happy......

 

[sail away]

OOC:
I know we’re doing a lot of flash backs in this post, and that can be confusing, but …well that’s the way it goes sometimes. If you’ve been following this thread then please bear with us for now. This post is also a bit of a flashback.

IC: Narration:
I started getting nervous when I first asked Cindy to get that pussy ring, she just kind of laughed. I figured I better get some help, so yesterday I asked one of my working girls, Charlotte (tall, short dark hair, kind of domineering) to help me talk Cindy into getting the ring. Some of my girls, including Charlotte, have some erotic body piercing because some guys really go for it. Lucky for me, Charlotte has a clit hood ring. Charlotte smirked when I told her about the bet and that I was having trouble convincing Cindy to do it. I think she was also smirking because she’s bi, and would probably like to have little Cindy to herself for a while too!

I arranged for Charlotte and Cindy to meet "by accident" at the gym. I introduced them, then they worked out together while I did my aerobics class. Later Charlotte, as planed, went with Cindy to the girls locker room to shower and change. Charlotte striped naked in front of Cindy, bearing her shaved and pierced pussy, then, as if by impulse, spread her legs and asked Cindy’s opinion about her "new" clit ring. Charlotte told Cindy that she just got it, (in reality she’s had it for about a year or so). She said that it feels sexy and that guys really go for things like that, ESPECIALLY guys like Bobby! (The hint being that Cindy better get one herself if she wants to keep Bobby.) Then Charlotte smiled a sexy smile at Cindy, gently took her hand, and put it on her pussy lips. The premise was to let Cindy see what it’s like, but in reality Charlotte was trying to come on to the timid Cindy. Charlotte also wondered if the two would be sharing her bed someday or even if they would be "working together" for Bobby.

 

[little_golden]

Thinking.....About Charlotte... The Ring...

As Cindy hurried around her apartment trying to finish off her look for Bobby. She remembered meeting Charlotte at the club the previous day. It was so cool to meet new people and Charlotte was such a cool person. Acting as a spotter Charlotte had offered some advice and techniques on working out and keeping your man horny for you.

As she recalled the meeting, and she felt a little hot, for the woman was been wanton about displaying her clit ring in the locker room. She had politely warned her that it was the latest thing and that the men loved it. Cindy wasn't so sure herself. It seemed kind of drastic. How would she even be able to handle the pain or to even have some strange man playing with her clit as she stood before him to get the piercing.

"Oh how I want to please him. I think he's the right one!" Cindy whispered to herself. Mentally she imagined herself with a clit ring. It wasn't so bad.... her parents and friends would never know. It could be a secret right. Could you see it through her panties or bikini? she wondered. If her parents ever found out they would go nuts. Her mom would probably scream at her. The aunts would certainly find out too - they might think she was a slut.

"Oh I don't want to disgrace the family" she thought to herself.

Thinking back to Charlotte, she knew the other woman was much more worldly. It was obvious. Cindy herself had only been with one man. It turned out to her embarassment that the man she gave her virginity to... was married. She had waited through high school to save it for Mr. Right, yet, had given it to Mr. Wrong! Charlotte was so cool and beautiful, maybe she should listen to the advice? Maybe Charlotte could explain how to overcome the pain and the embarassment? Maybe they should get drunk and just do it!

What am I thinking.... I can't get one....

Cindy thought she heard the door.... Was it Bobby her man?

 

[sail away]

IC: Narration:
I asked Charlotte how it went with Cindy, and she mentioned that she thought Cindy was making sounds like she wanted to marry me! She did have stairs in her eyes, and I was pouring it on real heavy and Cindy is definitely the nieve type, so that should not be any surprise. This gave me an idea. I could use this to get her to get the clit ring! Oh, yes, I know there’s a special place reserved for me in hell, but a bet is a bet! Charlotte also asked me, with a smirky grin, if she could have Cindy when I was ‘finished’ with her. Charlotte even offered to try to ‘turn’ Cindy for me. That is, turn her into a call girl.

Since this is Friday, the last day of the bet, I figured I needed to pull out all the stops, so this mooring I went to Jake’s shop, he runs the tattoo and piercing shop in town, to get my ear lobe pierced and a small gold ring in it. I figured that if pressuring Cindy wasn’t working to well, then I’ll try gilt. The old, "I got one, so why can’t you get one?" ploy. That along with some heavy fore play to get her in the mood and implying marriage should do it,…it better do it!

But, I do look pretty good with this ear ring! I just might keep it!

I walk up to Cindy’s place and knock one the door.

 

[little_golden]

Opening the Door

Cindy quickly found a large belt to wear over her micro mini as an accessory. It matched the high hells and the outfit perfectly. Quickly she shuffled to the door taking small steps. Everything was perfect - clothes, make-up and hair. She felt a little awkward in the slutty type clothing but Bobby thought it was chic so she would wear it to please him. But Cindy had butterflies and a nervousness. Maybe tonight would be the night. There was so much sexual energy between them.....


I open the apartment door without checking.


"Bobby!!" I scream as I run to you and wrap my arms around you and give you a deep passionate kiss on your lips.

 

[sail away]

The door flies open and you are dressed more sluty than any of my working girls. Your arms fly around my neck. I put my hands around your waist and bring you to me. Our bodies are touching. Your breasts are pressed against my chest. Your crotch rubes at my earning erection. Our thighs touch. And finally our lips touch. We open our lips and let our tongues dance, probing, tasting,… loving. I pull away from you slightly just to move my right hand in front of your parted legs. I lift the hem of your short skirt and gently, with my index finger touch your outer pussy lip. You moan. I gently, hardly touching you, rub you up and down. You are moaning, breathing. Your hands around my neck become more firm. Then I touch the seam to your prize. It is wet. You take in a deep breath. I know you are exited. I ponder what to do next. Should I continue to tease you? Will you become more exited; or angry at me for prolonging the inevitable. Or should I penetrate now? I decide to tease, excite, prolong,… torture you! I rub your seam up and down. Every time that I’m at the bottom of your seam you think, now, now, NOW! My finger is wet and lubricated. You must be thinking "why hasn’t he yet?" I move my left hand to hold the back of your head and press your lips to mine, at the sometime I do what you have been longing for, I penetrate! My finger bores its way though you outer, then inner lips then deep into your very sex all in one swift deliberate motion. Your body squirms. Your legs become unsteady, but you know that I will hold you, I will care for you,… I will love you! You feel my hand against your outer lips. Now I slide my finger in and out, in and out, in and out. Never completely leaving your warmth, your softens,… your body. You are lubricating! Succulent beads of your love run down my hand and forms a drop which finally falls to the floor. Now I give you another finger. Again you react. My two fingers start to stretch your womanhood. I can feel the restriction of the opening to your orifice, and the loser part beyond. I continue the rhythm. Now I press my finger agents your vaginal wall and find your G-spot. You suddenly take a deep breath and moan. I press harder and rub it in small circles. Then I place my thumb at your swollen mound. I rub lightly at the outer tissue at the top of your slit. We both know what will happen next, and with our mouths still together, you moan in conformation, if not desperation. But I hesitate, to prolong the tension. You know that I’m toying with you, love it and hate it at the same time. Finally I slowly press my thumb in to the prize that lays beyond. My thumb parts your soft pussy lips, then your delicate inner folds, and finally I make contact with the part of you that will finally and blissfully end this ordeal. My thumb makes contact with your hypersensitive and erect clitoris. Later, in just an hour you will feel terrible pain their as the needle mutilates it. But now, you make a long moan in acceptance, and your lags start to give way. I rub my finger slowly on your sex. It is so sensitive that you an feel the ridges of my finger print agents it. Its like having you clitoris rubbed with sand paper. The raspy like pain on it IS pleasure. Your pelvis moves back and forth to stroke an imaginary penis. I have two fingers in your vagina and my thumb pressed to your clitoris. It is as though you can feel the nerves in your swollen pussy screaming. You feel flushed on your hips, abdomen, thighs, and of course behind your knees.
You are more exited that I anticipate. Then it occurs to me; it is the idea of having sex in a public place, we are still standing at four front door and anyone passing by on the street can see you in your state of sexual forfilament. The erotic tension of being discovered, the erotic humiliation of you being seen in a compromising situation. You know that you would be the talk of all your friends. Your skirt is above your sex with my hand there, and this obvious situation is exposed to anyone who walks by. You tighten your grip around my neck, your deep breathing becomes panting, you push your tender pussy on to my hand, I can feel your heart pounding. I know these things. You are about to, go over the rainbow, to climax, to cum, to… organism!

OOC: How’s that baby!

 

[little_golden]

OCC I loved your last posting. I waited to reply so that I could relish it all the more ....

IC

Cindy was delighted with the warm powerful arms embracing her and making her feel so special and wanted. All she saw was his face and that charming smile as the door opened and she fluttered in love with that man. It was a worldwind romance. So fast yet such an intense love - emotional and physical. What she would do for this man..... maybe he was Mr. Right.

The warmth from my body as your hands snaked across my waist and you brought me to your chest. Through the flimsy white top my nipples were exploding they were so diamond hard from your presence. At last the kiss continued.... and my mind drifted to thoughts of us drifting down a church aisle for a huge church wedding with hundreds of guests and the minister proudly sharing our joy. My eyes close as we kiss and I am so satisfied to be with you.... lost in that moment and not realizing that you have lifted up the little micro-mini.

I moan in utter delight - so horny from being so close and now feeling your fingers touching and rubbing my pussy ever so softly but ever so arousingly. A fire is lit in my pussy - I feel a pressing heat and wetness - I know I want you - I need you - now. As you continue to touch and caress me with your hands I wrap my arms around your neck and wish I could wrap my legs around that big penis that is hidden away beneath you pants.....

I hear panting and moaning - I am embarassed as I realize it's me. Bobby is touching me... arousing me ... wanting me I tell myself and it feels so good. I am wanted. I am loved I tell myself. This must be my Mr. Right!

Your fingers continue to explore and i wait for penetration but it doesn't come. Suddenly I feel a light breeze on my pussy and remember that we are still outside with the door open.

"Shit!" I mumble to myself realizing the spectacle I may have put on for my neighbours. Hesitantly I open my opens I see you smiling as you continue to shamelessly arouse me and drive carzy at your touch. Looking Around I see a few people on the street watching and gigling. A mother with young kids looks at me and shales her fist before whispering "shameless hussy" and from the nearby balconies I see gawkers and someone with a video camera. But it's too late for your fingers melt my resistance and I clos emy eyes to take in the pleasure as you penetrate my outer and then inner pussy lips.

"OOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo" I scream out as your fingers tease me and pump me. I shake under your touch and start to force myself deeper onto your finger - anxious to please you and desperate to satisfy my own needs. I groan softly as you jam a second finger into my pussy and start to finger and prod me.

"OOOOOOOOOOahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moan louder as I feel myself losing control. I open eyes again to see the gawkers and feel a wet rush. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa" I scream as you reach my g-spot sending me into the clouds of pleasure.

Moaning and grunting, I start to buck uncontrollably as you massage my clit. I'm shaking my body is so aroused and I'm desperate for your big cock. I reach for your pants and start to manipulate the big bulge. In frustration I use two hand to pull down the zipper and to free the caged monster.

There I think to myself as I start jerking you off with my tow hands. Roughly I slip my two hands up and down your shaft. It's big but I know from experience it will be even bigger when I'm down. I feel the heat from your body and from the friction as I start sliding up and down faster and faster.

I continue to grind my hips forcing my pussy deeper onto your fingers.... "Yessssssss- yeessssssssssssss" I scream out in glee. I feel a bubbly sweet wet rush................."Yesssssssssssssssss!"

Breaking the moment, I turn around and lift up my micro mini - I lean forward but still standing....

"Come on.... to momma" I whisper .....

Remembering where I am, I stop and think "What the hell am I doing.

I pull you in the door and quickly shut it!

"That was too intense" smile nervously and embarassed.....

 

[sail away]

I stop Cindy just at the point that she thinks she will finally be given relief. My hardened cock is available to her. Her cunt is surly wet and wanting me. But NO! This is my plan! To torture the little victim and break her will! I stop her. I close my pants and grab her hands and say, "Later my darling. Tonight, tonight, I promise you’ll not forget tonight. But now I have something for you." I point to the ring in my ear, and say in an loving tone of voice, "Here, this is for you. A symbol that I’m yours." I pause and pull off the ring from the roses that I gave her and say, "And when you have this adorned to your body it will be a symbol that you are giving yourself to me." I think to my self, ‘How cheesy can it get, but this kid will buy it’.

I continue, "And I made an appointment for you this afternoon to have it put on." With a forceful tone I take her hand, open the door, and we start to walk out to my car.

 

[little_golden]

Riding Away

Cindy feels a nervous sexual frustration. Did she piss off Bob by breaking the moment and bringing him inside? Should she have given him a BJ on the stairs to build Bob's excitement and to drive him horny. Bob liked her to take risks and be more liberated... yet she wasn't sure. She could hear mom's voice inside her head warning her what happens to "bad girls".

My worries are ended as Bob brushes it off easily, saying

"Later my darling. Tonight, tonight, I promise you’ll not forget tonight. But now I have something for you." I point to the ring in my ear, and say in an loving tone of voice, "Here, this is for you. A symbol that I’m yours."

I accept the little object. It doesn't look particularly precious but rather a small ring of 10K gold.

"Oh it is so lovely" I tell you. It's the gift not the value I remind myself. Another one of mom's sayings that ring in my ear.

To my surprise you push the envelop further by telling me:

"And I made an appointment for you this afternoon to have it put on." Before I can respond you help me out the door to your car.

I see your beautiful sports car. It's yellow my favourite colour and it's a very cool looking comfortable. I'm not sure how you can afford such a car but I've been raised not to ask.

"You have such beautiful things" I tell you as I sit on the plush leather passenger's seat.

"Look Bobby - I don't think a lady should be getting a piercing there" I allude back to your earlier comment about the appointment.

"I just don't think I can go through with it. You understand it's not you but me" I explain nervously.

 

[sail away]

"You have such beautiful things", Cindy says with a slight tone of amassment. As we drive off I place my hand on her bear, silky lag and say, as I slowly stroke my hand up her thiy to the hem of her tiny skirt, "Your the most beautiful thing I have angel!"

She still shows signs of hesitation, but fortunately I have an automatic transmission in my car so I can keep my ‘victim’ occupied and off gaird while we drive to the piercing parlor, where Jake is now setting up his ‘tools of his trade" and awaiting his next ‘customer’. Cindy has a look of real fear on her face as she probably realizes that, here, are all the trimmings of a damsel in distress being taken by couch to some Medieval torture chamber!

I take full advantage of the fact that Cindy has chosen to not ware panties, and as we drive through town I slip my hand under her skirt pushing it up to her genitals. She involuntary moves her thin lags apart, and I have complete aces to her!

I again touch her soft tender wet slit with my middle finger, and I softly stroke her. Lightly, just enough for her to want more. After driving a few blocks, and without warning, I press my finger into her vagina! I stroke in and out, then find her ‘firing button’, her G spot! I stroke it in a "come here’ fashion. Then I place my thumb on that part of her that will receive the painful ornament, her clitoris! I stroke her G spot and clit, and drive all at the same time! Here Cindy is driving through the middle of town in an open car a mans hand between her lags and she is at the brink of a sexual point of no return! Then I stop for a red light. A big truck pules up in the next lane. I can see out the corner of my eye as the driver, a rather scurfy looking character, casually looks over to us and suddenly has a look of shock! He motions for his partner to look, and the two gock as I bring Cindy to the edge. Will she suddenly scream in ecstasy as the truck drivers and the pedestrians go by? I see you watching the traffic light as though pleading for it to change! Then your head lurches back on to the head rest and I feel your vagina clamp down on my finger! A moment later the light turns green and we continue.

After about ten minuets we are driving the seedy industrial part of town. After a few more minuets I pull up to a loudly panted building, a shack really. It’s painted a gaudy yellow with red stars, and there is a big sign, "TATTOOS". To you it might as well say, torture! Next door to the tattoo parlor is a seedy looking bar, the sign says, "101 Club". There a few cars there and a few chopper motor cycles. Obviously no place for a lady! I finally remove my hand from your sex, turn to you and say, "We’re here darling!"

 

[little_golden]

Nervous.....

He's so horny today thought Cindy as Bob keep his hands busy between her legs as he drove car.

"Bobby... Bobby you're so glad to see me" she beamed.

Cindy beamed as Bobby told her, "Your the most beautiful thing I have angel!"

"Oh thanks darling. I think we'd make such a wonderful couple. We could get married ... buy a house together... and maybe have a few little ones" she suggested.

"Why don't we just go back to your house?" she suggested as forced her sweet pussy lips onto his fingers. She was getting hotter and hotter and was willing to have a little interlude. Weeks ago she would have have considered after knowing a man for only a short while. Yet lately she'd been breaking a lot of her own old rules.

I moan quietly at first but as you push deeper and reach my magic spot - I'm panting, twisting onto your fingers and eager to stop for a quick fucking. Seeing that your bringing us to an older run-down end of town I assume you have a daring sexual place picked out for our next sexual adventure.

Forgetting where I am, I let you continue to finger fuck me. I grunt and moan as you continue to touch, to tease and to me ever so horny. Screaming softly, I look up and laugh - there are two truckers staring at me. Emarassed but wanting to please you - I tease the men by pully up my top and exposing my breasts to them.

"Bite these!!" I yell out as I blow them a kiss as our car speeds off.

A nervous feeling overcomes me as the area is rough looking. It looks like some bikers, hookers, and welfare types. It's an area of town I had never been and would have avoided. I know I'm safe with Bobby but the goosebumps spread across my arms and the sexual moment is overcame by the uneasy feeling.

Are we going to "101 Club" I ask innocently.

"Oh you know how I love to dance. I bet you like that dirty dancing and we can do it here and no one will know us" she beams.

"This will be a great night, some drinks, snacks, dancing and then we can make love at my place or yours" suggests Cindy.

 

[sail away]

You scream and cum while the truckers and pedestrians look on. Some are shocked, some just grin and keep walking. Then to my surprise you pull up you top and taunt the truckers by shouting, "BITE THESE!!" I seem to have miss judged you, to say the least. There seems to be something coming out in you. Maybe you would make a good call girl, working for me, after all! But first things first!

When we arrive at our destination you mention visiting the bar, and I say to you, "Oh we’ll be going there soon.." Little do you know that Joe and my many friends are waiting there to see if I have completed my bet!

I get out of the car, walk around to your side and open the door. Just at that time Charlotte walks out of the tattoo parlor acting surprised to see us. (But in reality I asked her to meet us there to again help me convince you to get the piercing.) Charlotte beams a smile and says, "Hay, hunny what are you doing here? I just got my nip pierced! Hope you like it?" And Charlotte pules up her tube top revealing her DD breasts with a gold ring through one of the nipples. Then she says softly at me, and acting as though Cindy was not there, "I got it just for you hunny," Then she leans over to give me a sexy kiss. As we kiss I put my hand on her ass. We break our kiss, and Charlotte glances at Cindy then says to me softly, but just so Cindy can hear, "I’m still interested in case you ever get tired of her."

 

[little_golden]

Jealousy......

I don't know what came over me, I think to myself as I think back to my display before the truckers.

"Oh my God" I whisper.

The bar looks enchanting - it's sort of scummy and people going in and out look a little rough. Some of the women I wonder if they are hookers and some older men seem to be leaving with much younger girls. A loud dance beat pounds out from the door and windows. I see a drunk stagger out and get into an old looking car.

"Where are going first?" I ask in a confused fashion. There isn't any shopping places around that I can see.

I grin as you open the door for me. It's so cool that are a gentleman. You push me to be so wild yet you treat me both as a lady and as sexual tigresse.

"Hi Charlotte" I greet her warmly delighted to see her. I'm delighted as she greets me. I'm shocked as she pulls up her top showing me her pirced nipple.

"It looks cool" I lie. "But it must hurt like hell!" I tell her.

"I could never do that" I explain.

A wave of jealousy overcomes me as I hear and see Charlotte flirting with you and telling you that she got it for you and was interested in getting back together with you.

I'm so angry! How dare she do that to you! How dare she do that in front of me! I resist the urge to hit her or yell at her. It's just not me to do that. I glare at Charlotte to let her know that I'm really pissed at her. That fucking bitch I think to myself. I try to hid the anger and jealousy that has overcome me but to you and Charlotte it's obvious you've pressed my buttons.

"Maybe I could get a tattoo" I suggest to you trying to impress you.

"What do you think of a cute little pink rose on my pretty little bum?" I ask you.

"I could put your name inside the rose" I suggest romanticly.

 

[sail away]

"A tattoo?!" I say in a shocked tone of voice. Actually I’m just acting. I put on my ‘instant halo’ act, and say, "Tattoos are for,…you know,…riff raff."

I can see that my plan to have Charlotte here is working, so I go with it by putting on the pressure. I turn to Charlotte and say, "Well I guess you were right." I put on my ‘sad puppy dog’ face and say, "You said that she wouldn’t go through with it, and I guess you were right."

I turn back to you and say as thought in a rejected way, "Well,…Cindy, I thought we had something but if you wont do this for me (I put my finger to my ear ring to remind you that I got one) then I guess I had you all wrong, just like Charlotte told me."

 

[little_golden]

Getting Nervous

"Look a tattoo would be lots of fun" I explain nervously.

"We could even get matching ones or I could get one on my breast - a little butterfly or something" I suugest.

"I've never had any body piercing, except for earrings. I don't know if it's me that's all. I don't take pain very well either. You wouldn't want me to do something I'm not comfortable with... right?" I ask nervously.

"Sure it looks great on Charlotte - but we are very different women" I go on.

"You know.."