Chapter 11
It isn’t long until the guys join me. Tray drops his shorts and boxers as soon as he steps into the bedroom.
He pulls the towel off me and sits straddling my thighs again.
He picks up the lotion and sniffs it before squeezing a large puddle onto my lower back.
Soon the room is filled with the sweet but spicy scent.
“Tray, can I ask you something? Might be personal.” He responds with a ‘hmm’ sound, so I continue. “How bad did it hurt when you got your nipples pierced?”
He goes still for a moment then gives a soft laugh. “That is not what I expected you to ask about.”
“You expected something like … top or bottom? I am guessing both. But no, I want to know about the piercings.”
“Um … yes. Both. That doesn’t bother you?” I shake my head and he goes back to massaging my booty while he tells the story.
“I was a rebellious teenager. I think I was around 15 when I did the first one and 16 when I did the second one. I did them myself, stupidly. I watched one of the older boys in the home pierce his.”
“Numb the nipple with an ice cube first, which also makes the nipple stand up. Slide the needle through. Then use the stud to push the needle back out. Screw the end on the stud and you’re done.”
“I wouldn’t say that it hurt exactly. It hurt so good that I creamed my pants when I pushed the needle through the skin.
On both of them. It did throb afterwards when the cold wore off.
It was really sensitive for several weeks while it was healing.
That is really the only reason I waited to pierce the second one. ”
He pauses again, giving a low chuckle. “Being a teenage boy, it is hard to control when things are going to pop up. Add an extremely sensitive nipple … that was a recipe for disaster. Just my shirt brushing against it was enough to make me cum. I ended up wearing a band-aid over my nipple for months, maybe the first year. Then rinse and repeat with the second one. I watched the same guy pierce his junk. I think it is called a ‘Prince Albert’. I wasn’t about to do that. ”
He leans down close to my ear and whispers, “I can do the piercings for you if that is why you are asking.” His hard dick slides along my butt crack, leaving a wet trail. I am not sure which of us is more turned on by the thought.
“Are you whispering dirty things to my woman?” Dalton suddenly asks from the doorway, causing us both to jump, then giggle.
“It’s about time you joined us. I was ready to get started without you.” I tease in response. I wiggle my butt at him, which makes Tray hiss and leak more precum. Dalton watches Tray’s cock in my crack for a moment.
“Fuck! That’s hot. I have an idea for round one.
” Dalton says as he takes off his shorts and boxers.
Tray moves off of my legs so I can sit up, and Dalton joins us in bed.
He lays down and holds his throbbing erection so it is pointed straight up.
“Climb on, baby girl. I know you are already soaked. Ride me.”
He is correct. I am already so wet that I slide all the way down, letting out a little whimper as my body stretches around him. “Tray, get up behind her with your dick along her crack. As she rocks, it will be like she is riding both of us.”
Tray reaches around me and plays with my nipples as I slowly rock on Dalton’s hard cock.
Dalton reaches between us to rub my clit.
I start rocking harder against him, faster, getting lost in the sensation.
It doesn’t take long for all three of us to cum.
Tray’s hot seed has squirted all over my back and I feel it smear between us as he pulls me back against his chest.
“Eeewwww. I’ve been slimed!” I squeal, drawing laughter from both guys.
Tray gives my nipples one last twist before carefully climbing off the bed to get a washcloth to clean me up.
He gently cleans his spunk out of my hair before cleaning my back.
I lay down on Dalton with his semi-hard cock still inside me.
Tray lays down next to us after cleaning himself up.