This is a memory about a girl I knew at school ... and peircings. Frankie (Frances) was a pioneer in many ways. Far more daring than most of us, and loved to shock people.
It was summer, and we were sitting in a small group on the field. Five of us, just chatting about the usual girly stuff. As some of us were cross-legged, there was a selection of panty crotches on show, two,of which were visibly stained. Then up came Frankie. She sat down among us and broke into the conversation. “Hey girls, wanna see something dirty?” Well, duh! Of course we did. She looked round for any nearby teachers or students and without a second thought she just took her panties off, then say cross-legged again before pulling her skirt right up. A totally bare pussy! At this age, most of us were growing pubic hair nicely, and discovering the fuck-ton of trouble that comes with them for girls. Sticky pubes most of the time, and sticky smelly pubes during a period! Yuck! Frankie had shaved! I remember going home and trying to do it myself, but there are some areas that just aren’t visible, and things get reversed in mirrors. You don’t want a risk with a razor! I stayed partially shaved until I saw Frankie again and told her that I hadn’t quite managed. She offered to finish the job for me, and I found myself in her bedroom, lying on my back, my knees flopped apart and her rubbing shaving gel into my cunt! She re-did everything I had done and then went after the difficult bits. What she didn’t know, or I HOPE she didn’t know, was how horny I was getting. Every touch seemed to get me closer and at one point I was biting my lips because I knew I could cum very easily. Frankie said, “Hmm....looks like someone’s got a wet cunt!” She didn’t know how I responded to dirty words, but I sure as fuck did! That F-word made me cum, although I tried to suppress it and covered it by saying, “Ow! I think you nicked me with the razor!” Frankie giggled, and said, “Yeah....that’ll be it.” I fled home. Embarrassed as all fuck, but delighted with my newly smooth twat. I soon learned about stubble though, and now, I’ve paid a ton of money for laser treatment. No more pubes for me! In other news, I’ve treated myself to something. I have no idea what the dance lecturers will think, but frankly, I don’t care. My body....my rules. I’ve had both nipples pierced! I went to a tattoo parlour that has a really good reputation and asked to have it done. They gave me several options, but the guy suggested nothing too fancy. I think he took one look at my tiny little tits and thought, “Why bother?” Well, tiny they may be, but fuck, do they work!.I had to lay on a couch, and he gloved up and measured my nipples. He apologised, but said my nipples had to be erect. No problem with that...they usually are. Then he marked them with a pen. Then he said, “Okay....if you want to back out, how’s the time!” I told him to go for it and HOLY FUCKING SHIT! A white hot pain lanced through me that seemed to draw a line from my nipple right to my clit! Suddenly, I was aware of being half naked, being handled by a heavily tattooed man who I didn’t know, with other people around me, and it was really horny. Then he did the other one and that too drew a line directly to my clit. Once the bar bells were in, the pain seemed to die down until it was just an ache, but it made me ask him about clit piercings. He said that I should see how I get on with these first, but I asked if he would tell me if it would be possible at some stage and what might suit my anatomy. This meant me showing this total stranger my cunt.....which, by now was buzzing away nicely. He gently spread my pussy lips and moved my clit around a bit.“It’s your call really. You would be suited to pretty much anything.” Then he paused: “But a vertical hood would really suit you....in more ways than one."Walking out into the cold air make my nipples harden again, and I could certainly feel the little gold bars. Where next? Straight into the nearest clothes shop, grab a couple of tops and into a changing room. I didn’t try the tops on!I don’t know what’s happening really, but I feel like I’m going through puberty all over again. This feels like some kind of sexual awakening. I knew about fucking and masturbation, of course, but my body is telling me there’s more.....actually....my mind is telling me there’s more. Well, it’s snowing hard here now. Maybe the snow will give me ideas!
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