Needles and The FIST

I don't like needles.

The idea of allowing a person to stick hypodermics in me for a purpose other than to draw blood seems more than mildly insane.

I have recently been in a car accident and I am unable to enjoy impact play (either giving or receiving) and unable to enjoy almost every other pain stimulating play I can think of. I am a fighter, a squirmer, a runner and a beg for more'er.

In other words I ADORE active scenes. It's what I do, and I do it well.

I can not squirm, writhe, wiggle, fight or ANYTHING!

I find myself at a sex positive event, unable to do any of the activities I adore.

There are only two things I can think of that I love to do that require me to be still.

I seek out the only person I trust to do both.

Negotiations begin.

The scene is set and we begin.

My friend spends quite some time prepping. Giving me their very best "Doctor" face while cleaning fingertips with alcohol swabs. Then cleaning the tops of my chest with more alcohol wipes.

Deep breath in, out, in, out..... the needle is pressed through my skin and pops out the other side. We pause and delight in my endorphin's together before I take a few more breaths and it is woven under and through my skin again.

We kiss and caress each other.

It isn't particularly painful. It is an extreme pysch out for me. We both touch the skin resting over the fine needle and the pain bleeds slowly into me. I am flying so high I don't think the ceiling can contain me. My nipple is first nuzzled and then sucked. I am transported to another level of bliss.

The next needle goes in just as slowly, we are delighting in this moment together and it is (for me) as if my entire world has been reduced to only the two of us, in this moment.

The needles are ultra fine and they end up bent around so they don't slip free of my temporary piercing.

Bottle of lube has now joined us in our private universe. Drips and drizzles between my parted thighs, I pull and twist at the needles as fingers slide in my slippery labia. Two fingers slide inside and poke at my g-spot, I am cumming almost instantly.

It is not long before the entire hand is inside me and I am cumming multiple times and crying out my ecstasy.  We share sexy kisses and I am told I am beautiful. I am in sensory overload, caressing soft skin and completely surrendering to the rapture that is swirling around me.

To soon it seems it is over. The fist is withdrawn and we joke around about the cum coated glove, hand and arm. Oops!

The needles are withdrawn and more alcohol wipes are applied. This is, the most painful part of the entire scene. I squirm and moan a bit at the light stings. This makes us both laugh again.

At last I sit up, Oh! we are not alone in the world! We have an audience.. I smile and we embrace and kiss. Soft naked skin against soft naked skin.

Such an intimate scene in midst of a party.

I am satisfied, my lust has gone from raging fire, to the low simmer that never goes away.

Thank you my friend!