Fantasising About Emma - Donor Ch. 03

Emma squeezes my hand.

"My girlfriend here would like her clit hood pierced, if possible?"

"Yeah, of course, come through to the back room and we'll have a look what we can do."

As we follow her, she explains, "Not all women are the same -- some don't have the right bits in the right places. Why don't you slip your skirt off, hop up on here and we'll see."

Embarrassed, Emma wiggles out of her denim mini-skirt and climbs into the comfortable-looking leather chair. Leah swings a pair of leg rests into place and Emma spreads herself wide.

Emma's hand beckons me, and I hold it.

"Wow, that's the prettiest, most perfect pussy I've seen in a long time," Leah says. "This is going to be an honour."

Emma blushes, and I smile at her as if to say I-told-you-so.

"Is it ok to touch you?" Leah asks. Emma nods.

Pulling on a pair of latex gloves, Leah gently touches Emma's folds and the area around her clit. It's moistening up quickly.

"Yeah, I recommend a vertical hood piercing, which will sit through there and rub nicely on the clit. It will look great and feel amazing. Does that sound ok?"

Emma looks at me and I nod encouragingly.

"Yes please," whispers Emma.

"Great. Do you want a barbell or a ring? I recommend a barbell to start with, there's less chance of it catching on anything which could be painful while it's healing."

Emma looks to me. "Sounds good," I say.

"Ok. Give me a sec to get ready."

Leah leaves the room, and Emma thumps me on the arm.

"Hey, what was that for?!" I protest.

"You were checking out her bum!" she accuses.

"Well, it looks good in those leggings -- that's why I want you to get some."

She sighs, shaking her head. "I'll get some if you shut up pestering," she says. Score!

Leah returns, but I keep my focus on Emma until I'm hit with a brain-wave.

"Would it be ok to video this?" I ask.

"No!" Emma exclaims, simultaneously with Leah's "Yeah."

"C'mon baby," I kiss Emma's hand. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and it would be really nice to be able to watch it again in future."

Emma stares at me, clearly miffed, but surprises me by saying: "Fine."

I take my smartphone from my pocket and get it ready, lining it up.

"Ready?" Leah asks.

"I can't watch," says Emma. "Look at me."

I stare into her beautiful grey-blue eyes as she says, "Ready," and Leah quickly passes the needle through. Emma gasps and crushes my hand, but we hold each other's gaze until the barbell is in place, tells us she's done, and Emma gives me the nod to let me know she's ok.

"Stay there and take a minute to get used to it. I guess you'll already know, but no sex until it's healed, which will probably be four to six weeks. Feel free to come back and see me if you're not sure."

Emma nods.

"Don't worry, mine healed in about two weeks, so you might be lucky," she says with a wink as she walks out the door.

If I wasn't with Emma, I'd be all over her.

Emma removes her legs from the stirrups and sits up. I check I got the recording (I did!), and put my phone away.

"If that ends up on the internet, I'll kill you," she jokes.

"Does it hurt?" I ask.

"No," she says, "it just feels like it's throbbing, like I can feel the pulse. It's different, but in a nice way."

I hold her skirt open and help her step into it. She's moving a little gingerly, exploring what effect the piercing has on her movements.

I hug her, and kiss her, with all the love I can muster.

"Thank so much," I whisper. "You're the most amazing woman in the world, I don't know what I've done to deserve you."

She smiles and kisses me. "I love you."

"I love you too."

She picks up her bag and takes a step, then stops. She slides her hand up her skirt and gently touches herself, and she grabs hold of my arm, biting her lip. "Oh God, I didn't expect it to feel so good!"

"Glad I persuaded you then?" I tease.

"Definitely. I should have done this years ago."

"Ok, well then, can I take this opportunity to tell you: you should get your tongue and nipples pierced too."

"Don't tempt me," she warns. "I might."

We move through to the front of the parlour, where Emma insists on paying. I keep my arm around her waist, stroking her side, just barely brushing her boob.

Leah gives Emma some care instructions, and we leave, back out into the bright summer sun.

As we stroll back to the car, Emma reaches across and grasps the tent in my trousers, kneeding it, pumping it. She leads me by my cock to my car, and kisses me sensuously.

In plain view of whoever may be looking, she leans forward over the bonnet and tugs her mini-skirt up over her perfect peach of an arse, revealing it to the whole car park.

"I want to go home to The Boyfriend with your piercing in my pussy, and your cum up my arse."

She runs her fingers along her slit, soaking them in her juices, and forces them inside her puckered anus. I hurriedly take my cock out, and she spreads her arse-cheeks for me, holding them wide.

I spit on her little star, and push my dick into her. She opens a lot easier than previously, but is still so tight that I can't help groaning.

"Fuck me," she urges. I grab her by the hips and I plough into her; her whimpering too loud for a public fuck but I don't care.

I stop and turn her over, lifting her onto the bonnet and spreading her legs -- and as a dancer, she can spread her legs as wide as you can imagine.

"I want to see your pierced cunt while I fuck you," I murmur, and she just purrs as I slam my cock back up her butt, the silver barbell above her clit glinting in the sunlight.

I push at her t-shirt, trying to release her boobs. "Get those gorgeous tits out," I tell her, and she rips the t-shirt over her head and tosses it who-cares-where.

"Oh my God, I'm your slut, I'm yours, tell me what to do, I'll do it!"

"If you're a slut, dress like it. Show off your fucking amazing body. Let everyone see."

"I will. I will!"

"Your friends. Your colleagues. Your family. Your students." I. Pound. Into. Her.

"Yes!"

"Especially your students. So you know that when they're wacking off at night, they're thinking off you."

"Oooh YEEESS!!" she screams. Her cum arches into the air, hitting me in the face, soaking my t-shirt. I lick my lips and hold on tightly so she doesn't thrash herself off the car bonnet, but I don't stop fucking her, and her orgasm seems to keep on going, her insides clenching me until I can't hold back.

"I'm gonna cum," I tell her.

"FILL MY ARSE!" she shouts, and I explode into her as she cums again, squirting all over me for a second time, and I've never seen her orgasm so intensely. The piercing is obviously working, and I lean forward and kiss her, and she licks herself from my face.

We kiss until my dick softens and I withdraw. "Pass me my handbag," she whispers, which I do, and rather than pulling out something to clean up with, she's holding her metal butt-plug.

"I told you, I want to go back with your cum up my arse," she says with a wicked grin, and she plugs her gaping hole. It shines next to her glinting piercing.

She stands on wobbly legs and straightens her mini-skirt. I find her t-shirt and hand it to her, but she doesn't put it on yet. She puts her arms around my neck and stares into my soul.

"I want you to know this is the sexiest, dirtiest, and just plain best weekend I've ever had. Thank you."

"Thank you," I reply, and kiss her deeply.

"I promise," she says, "that you'll be the first cock in my pussy once it's healed."

"What about The Boyfriend?" I ask.

"I'm not even going to tell him about it! If he really can't help himself, I might blow him," she winks.

I moan. "How long until we can spend that week together?"

"Half term is in eight weeks."

"That long?!" I protest. "I can't go that long without you now."

She smiles. "That's sweet. The Boyfriend will be starting football again on Thursday nights, so we can webcam then. I can catch you up on all the naughty things you've inspired me to do!"

"I'll hold you to that," and kiss her again.

As we're kissing, Leah exits and strolls toward her Harley. Emma, not making any effort to hide her flushed chest and bouncing breasts, shouts over to her:

"Will you be here tomorrow?"

"Yep," Leah shouts back, a little surprised but grinning, knowingly.

"See you then."

"What, are you going to get something else done?" I enquire, my dick stirring again.

"You'll have to wait and see!"