Cat and Mouse

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Piercings

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Entering her domain, she smiled brightly and did a little twirl. She loved her home. Shrugging out of her jacket, she neatly hung it up and slipped out of her shoes. Bending down, she reached down to pick them up and did a little dance with them in her hands. So what if she was silly? She was home. She giggled a bit, loving the feel of the cool floor under her tired feet. Walking to her bedroom, she placed her shoes away in her closet. Everything had to be in order today. Nodding, she unbuttoned her white button-down dress shirt she wore that day for work and hanged it up in her closet. She let her hands slide down her body innocently to her waist to her skirt. Her fingers quickly found the zipper and grasped it, slipping it down along with her grey pencil skirt. The skirt clung to her other hip instead of pooling down to her feet. Lifting each of her legs, she pulled them out of her skirt and folds it, setting it away.

Looking around, her bed was fixed, and her room still messed of the mopping detergent she used to clean her floors. 'Mmm… Mangos….' She smiled and reached her hands up to her hair, and pulled out the few bobby pins that held her dark raven tresses up in a quick loose bun. Shaking her hair out slowly, her finger aiding her, she freed her hair from its containment and let it reach its full length at the middle of her back.

Standing in her bedroom in nothing but a light pink bra that was confining her chest and a pair of matching panties, along with her thigh high stockings, she quickly looked to the window and sat down in the wheelie chair she had in her bedroom for her desk. Admiring her soft white stockings, she slowly removed them, she fingers tracing along the crease it left on her thighs. Balling them up, she threw them to her hamper and stood up, walked to her dresser. Pulling out her favorite pair of pajamas, a soft green tank top with a few pink hearts fluttering over it and shorts matching in color with a pink drawstring, she slipped them on and smiled brightly at the coziness of her pajamas; turned off the lights in her bed room. Heading to her bed, she pulled back she sheets and stopped. Looking around, as if she was missing something, she walked around, excitement filling her as she walked to her window. She could see him, standing there. He had been watching her undress the whole time, and it took everything in her not to give him a strip tease. He mustn't know that she knew he was always watching her. Before reaching the window, she deterred back and turned on some music and twirled around a little to song.

You sit there in your, heart ache.

Waiting on some beautiful boy to,

To save you from your old ways.

You play forgiveness.

Watch it now, here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman,

Like you imagine when you were, young.

Her lips mouthed some of the lyrics, dancing along with it. She closed her eyes, and danced her way to the window, her heart thumping hard in her chest as her fingers grabbed the shades.

And pulled them down.

And left them closed. Shielding him from viewing her anymore.

She smiled satisfied.

She walked out of her bed room to her kitchen and forced a yawn, lifting her hand up to cover her mouth as she yawned and stretching her other arm above her head. She made sure that her door was locked, and that all the lights in her house were off. Once every task she needed to do was done, her excitement almost at its peak, she refrained from literally running to her bed room. Closing the door behind her, she was glad she had closed the shades in her room. Running to her bed, she jumped up and landed on it.

'Yes!' she mouthed and quickly ripped off her shorts with her panties. Searching inside her night stand, she pulled out a mirror and placed it between her thighs and smiled in glee at the small piercing.

Though she wasn't one for tattoos or piercing, only ever getting her ears pierced because her mother got them done for her when she was a baby, she just had to get this one. Upon stumbling onto it while searching randomly online, she then centered her attention to finding out more about it, the picture engraved in her mind. And before she knew, she was in the shower, getting ready for work, thinking, 'I'm actually gonna get it?' Pausing everything she smiled and continued. 'Yes, I am.'

It took her a while to find someone trust worthy enough to entrust them with the task of piercing her down there. But it was well worth the wait. Right after work, she head back home, showered up, and made sure she was shaved and fresh. She had been so nervous that instead of putting on outside clothes, she threw back on her work clothes and raced out the door. She felt so silly once she arrived at the place, everyone was wearing t-shirts and casual clothing and she stuck out like a sore thumb. So top of being nervous, she was being stared at, and when it was her turn, the receptionist looked at the list of appointments, called out her name, and looked at her confused. Tilting her own her in confusion, she looked at the girl. "Uh?"

"Oh, nothing, I just didn't think someone like you would need to get their pussy pierced."

She could've died right there.

Asking a shit load of questions to the piercer, she had tried to calm down as much as she could, but it was a guy doing it after all. He smiled at her while she shook nervously.

"Hey, if you can't reach an orgasm, I'm very well known for giving my wife multiple ones." He winked at her and his wife threw a skillet at him. She had to admit; it was pretty funny to watch them bicker and quickly relaxed. She even ended up befriending the couple.

Once it was over, she almost couldn't believe it. She hugged the young man and his wife. Exchanging numbers with the sweet, yet viciously violent young lady, they swore to keep in touch.

And as she looked down at the piercing, she laughed quietly and removed her panties, deciding to only sleep in her shorts. Cuddling in bed, she fell asleep in a quick and restful slumber.

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Over a week had gone and passed. And she had yet to give her little friend some fun. As she sat at her desk in her bedroom, she could tell he wasn't sparing her much of a glance anymore. But that would all change now. She smiled as she bit her pen, her eyes watching him shyly. He was in the room where he could watch her, but wasn't looking toward her. Turning off her desk top and light, she yawned, and knew it had been a while.

But she had to wait a while for her to heal up before using it.

Walking to her bed, she lay in bed and quickly stripped. Her hands roamed over her body, and she smiled as her body heat up in response. Unlike the other times, she didn't fight back the moans that built up inside of her. They started of soft and slow, as she massaged her breasts, traced her hands up and down her sides as she imagined him watching her, but as she let her imagination play her favorite fantasies, they grew. She envisioned him there with her, his tongue and lips claiming her neck, leaving marks all over it. He would kiss his way down her neck to her breasts and would mark her there as well as he sucked and licked and bit each bud, while teasing the other. She moaned loudly as she pinched her nipples, picturing him biting them for keeping him waiting for her body for so long.

He would move down further, his large hands grasp her hips and grip her tightly to prevent her from moving as he kissed his way down from between her breasts, down to her stomach and licked his way back up. He would continue this, each time going lower and lower, just barely brushing over it. And he would kiss and lick his way all the way down, and completely forget her throbbing parts and find his way down to her thighs, and rub them, and kiss the inside of them, leaving little marks trailing up and up and….

He would stop.

And flip her over.

She was panting heavily, shaking as she touched herself in his place. He could see him gripping her hips again, pulling on her hair as he kissed her back, causing her to scream as her touched the sensitive skin of her back with hot kisses trailing down her spine.

Pushing her head down, he would lift her waist up and start to slide a finger between her, and feel something hard, as she gasped for air. He would see the little piercing on the hood of her clitoris and smirk at her and viciously attack it, the sensations evoking screams and moans from her, as she begged for more, begged for release.

She stopped her fantasy and shot a quick glance at the window, to see if he himself has noticed the little piercing she had. But that the way he stared so hard at her, much more than all the other nights, she knew he had seen it. She closed her eyes and returned back to her fantasy.

He would flip her over, and his tongue would find its way to her wettest part, licking and kissing her there, causing her juices to flow to dangerous amounts. And he would lap up each drop, loving the taste of her juices, and each lick from his expert mouth, would cause more juices to flow, would cause her body to shiver and shake, to writhe under his touch. She'd burry her fingers into hair, moaning over and over again as his tongue assaulted her body over and over.

She could feel it; she was sooooo close to her finale…. But her hands were cramping up and she was wondering if she should stop for the time being and take a quick break, when she heard his voice. It was so soft; she almost missed it with her moaning. But it was there, and better than anything she could have imagined….

"Don't stop….."

She paused for a second, shocked, but quickly continued, closing her eyes; waiting for more of his demands.

His voice was so husky and demanding; it scared and empowered her at the same time.

She kept her pace, waiting for more of his words.

"Deeper…."

And she complied.

Her fingers went in deeper as she imagined him inside her instead.

"Faster…." He rasped out softly, and she obeyed his instruction.

"Don't hold it back…."

And she moaned with everything in her, throwing caution into the wing. She focused on solely his words and the immense pleasure of having him involve with her, even just this way.

Moaning louder and louder, she tossed her head back, feeling her orgasm slinking its way through its body. Her body shook and she scream into the night.

Panting and lifting a hand to push her bangs off of her sweaty forehead, she looked over at the window, where she could see he had dropped to the floor to hide from her gaze. Laughing quietly to herself, she closed her eyes and relaxed into her bed.

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