The Magic of a Tongue Ring

It was a bright and summer warm day that led to a crisp dark night. My friends and I decided to go to our local skating rink; I mean hell, there’s not much more to do in our small town. The rink was basically the only fun thing we had close so everyone in town gathered there on Friday nights. So, the five of us got ready, wearing our tight, low-rise jeans and small tank tops that showed our belly button ring crystals hanging out. We really had only had one thing on our mind, which was have fun and find a summer fling!

Once we arrived we got out on the floor strutting our skills. After a few hours I was coming around the corner to exit and take a much-needed rest when I locked eyes on this tall man with his hair styled in little spikes. He smiled at me and I immediately looked away trying not to blush when before I knew it my hand was being grabbed. I was so startled that I almost fell until my mystery man caught me. Again, our eyes locked, yet this time I could feel his breath close to my lips.

His name was Vic; he was 25 years old, and he was a stud! We flirted all night skating together and laughing all night. We even shared a few steamy kisses, which led to my first encounter with a tongue ring. I craved his body close to mine. Every time we hugged I could feel his muscles and stacked up abs as he pulled me in closer. My first thought was, Yes! this sexy stud will be my summer fling — yet again, a one-night stand would do just as fine.

The night was coming to an end but just getting started at the same time. Vic asked if he could drive me home; instantly, I said YES! We loaded up in his pickup truck and barely made it to the next neighborhood over before he pulled over and ran his hand over my arm. My skin trembled with goose bumps; I wanted him bad! We started kissing slowly and full of passion before we both decided to move into the back seat.

He started to undress. I laid there as he took off his cotton shirt that glided up his rock-hard body. Vic gave me this look — a devilish smile that just drew me in as he leaned down between my thighs. He first started with soft kisses and then I felt his tongue ring pressed against my clit. My body thrusted up in pure pleasure; my arms flew up against his truck door as if I could brace myself any better.

He ran his tongue all over my pussy and both down my legs thigh to knee ever so gentle. It was amazing! His tongue dove in and out of my tight pussy. As he was eating me out telling me how good I tasted his large hands were tracing my body and grabbing my DD breasts. Vic finally made his way up for air and began kissing my neck. My hand grabbed his left side and he stuck his very large penis inside me.

It was so big and just filled me up I felt EVERYTHING! I let out a loud moan, grasping for any breath possible each time he reentered my body. He kept whispering how it felt so good as he runs the stud on his tongue on my bare-naked skin which just turned me on more and more and made me so wet. I had five amazing orgasms, each one topping the last.

I had never been so wet before. I felt like this night was going on forever and honestly with every bone in my body I didn’t want it to. He gave me one final thrust before I finally took charge and got on top. I started slowly just rolling my body against his and as soon as he caught a few breaths I knew it was GO TIME! I began to bounce up and down and watched his eyes roll back in his head, his hands wrapped around my waist as if he was tracing my moves.

The car quickly filled with steam and heat, our bodies sweating while gliding against each other, so we decided to open the door and take our little dance outside. I couldn’t tell what felt better, the hot sex or the cold crisp air touching our bodies like it was a competition to move harder and faster to warm back up. This was the best night of my young life and it didn’t end there. This fling lasted for the whole summer. I still get chills thinking about his tongue ring all over my naked body.