Pierced Desire
Pierced Desire
We met on a rainy night, just outside the pub. I was just about
to enter, when out of the corner of my eye I caught my first
glimpse of Julia. She was getting out of a cab; tumbling
out of the back seat, and landing on her butt in the street.
I rushed over to help her, without even giving it a second
thought. At that point the rain quickened, and we both were
drenched within seconds. I helped her up, without saying
a word. She looked at me surprised, but grateful.
"We should really get out of the rain, don't you
think."
"Yes, that's a good idea."
"By the way, thank you for helping me up, love."
She spoke with a thick English accent.
"You're welcome. I couldn't just let you
sit there, now could I."
"Actually, you could have."
We both gathered ourselves; I draped my jacket over both
of our heads, as she put her arm through mine, and we began
to walk towards the pub.
"We can go in here, till the weather breaks if you want."
"Sounds lovely."
I got to let you in on a secret of mine. An English accent automatically
gives me a hard on. What made matters worse was that Julia
just happened to be a woman who could entice a priest to break
his vow of celibacy. Julia was about 5'6" with
long, flowing red hair, a petite nose, deep hazel eyes,
beautiful shapely legs, nice ass, and breasts that you
could feast on for weeks. She was wearing this short skirt;
revealing a hint of black silk stockings hugging her upper
thighs. She also had on a tight-fitting blouse which accented
her voluptuous
breasts. Oh yeah, this woman knew how to make a man come without
removing a stitch of clothing. The rain only made her clothing
all the more revealing. The jig was up, so to speak, as Julia
noticed my stiff member, and she smiled.
"Looks like you have a little extra down there, don't
you love."
"I apologize, but you must know that you have this
effect on men. So, it's really you who should be apologizing
to me."
"I suppose you're right, but I must admit that
it turns me on to watch a man get large on me, you know love."
"Yeah, I can see how that would turn you on."
As we entered the pub I immediately sought out a nice secluded,
dimly lit table in the back. I wanted some privacy, because
this situation was getting real interesting, real fast.
After we sat down and started to talk, I realized that we
had not introduced ourselves.
"By the way, my name is Gabriel, but my friends call
me Gizmo. It's a nickname I picked up from the movie
'The Gremlins'. My friends started calling me
that and it stuck. Have you ever heard of the film?"
"Oh yes, the movie about some little furry creatures,
who terrorize some small town, right."
"Exactly. But I must assure you that I am not as hairy
as the Gizmo in the flick. Not quite as hairy, outside of
the hair on my chest, and my face."
"No hair elsewhere, then."
"No."
"Oh, I do like that. I love a clean shaven cock, you
know. It makes it so much more enjoyable to go down on a man.
When a man comes, it is so much easier to finish him off, without
all that hair getting in the way. You know what I mean, Gabriel?
By the way, my name is Julia."
"Please call me Gizmo, everybody else does."
"I like that. And I bet you have a nice gizmo, and you
know how to use it, don't you love."
"I don't like to brag, but yes, I do know how to
use it. My favorite sexual practice is to go down on a woman,
and please her every whim. Being a drummer, and a writer,
I have developed quite the talented, rhythmic tongue;
because I am a writer, I pay attention to all the small details."
Julia was getting turned on, as witnessed by her unbuttoning
one button at the top of her blouse. We exhanged some chit-chat.
I learned that she was a literary agent. She lived in the
U.S. for 10 years. She loved it here. She said that many of
the men she knew in England were very stiff, sexually that
is. She found American men more open to sexual experimentation.
As the conversation started to heat up, we started to share
some of our sexual experiences, and fantasies. I mentioned
that I love a clean-shaven pussy. I love to gently shave
a woman's pussy. I view the act as foreplay; aprelude
to oral sex. She was totally into it.
"Maybe one day you can give me a shave, Gizmo What do
you charge, love---two bits."
"For you my love, it would be on the house. I'll
even supply the shaving cream, a new razor, and an oh-so-willing
and experienced tongue."
"Gizmo, you are making me hot."
The waiter finally came over and asked what we would like
to drink. Julia ordered a scotch and water. I had a rum and
Coke. We talked a little about her job; how she really enjoyed
it. She liked the idea of representing unknown writers,
and helping them get published. Her company represented
all types of writers; poets, novelists, etc.
"So what type of writing do you do Gizmo?"
"Mostly poetry and essays for now. I have an idea for
a screenplay, but it is so hard to get started. I'm in
the process of developing my characters, and working on
a treatment It's not that I can't do it, it's
just that I never worked in the screenplay format before.
I want to make sure that incorrect form does not get my script
shit-canned, before it gets a chance to be truly evaluated.
You know what I mean?"
"Oh yes, I truly do. You'll get there."
"You just met me. How can you be so sure?"
"I like what I see, and hear. I can usually size up a
man; I get a good read on them from the git go, love. So far
you measure up, in all the right areas. I'd love to read
your work some time."
"Whenever you like, Julia. I'd be more than happy
to show you. I would value your criticism; it would help
me to improve on my writing."
"How 'bout now, Giz. I'm free the rest of
the night. I was just heading back to my flat. Do you live
nearby."
"Yeah, just two blocks north of here."
"I live about five blocks south of here. I was just
going to stop off for a quick snort, before going home. So,
shall we?"
"Sure."
As we headed out the door we both noticed the rain had stopped.
We walked back to my place, arm in arm. I felt like I knew Julia
for years. She said she felt the same way. As we turned the
corner, she gently brushed her hand against my cock.
"I see that you're still packing, Gizmo. I must
help you with this when we get to your flat."
"Don't worry about me, my dear. Allow me to take
care of you first. How 'bout that shave you wanted?"
"O Gizmo, you are the gentleman, aren't you."
"I try. I try real hard."
"I can feel that. Hard love, hard. I know you are shaved,
but tell me Giz, are you thick or are you thin?"
'Thick as a brick, Julia. I even have a beauty mark just
below the tip of my cock. I was born on Valentine's Day.
God blessed me with the ability, the soul, and compassion
to love a woman the right way. I think God would approve of
my work, even though publishers have not seen the beauty
of my writing, yet."
"Giz, I can hardly wait to get to your flat. I am already
wet."
"The wait is over Julia---we have arrived."
As we entered my apartment, Jullia took me by the hand, and
led me directly to the bathroom. Out of the medicine cabinet
she grabbed a new razor, shaving cream, body lotion; then
grabbed a wash cloth and towel on the way out. We proceeded
to the bedroom. She gently pushed me down on the bed. I sat
on the edge while Julia put on the radio. She found Joe Cocker
singing 'You Can Leave Your Hat On'. She then started
to dance; a slow dance, peeling her clothes off, ever so
carefully. She revealed a piece of her womanhood every
step of the way. She started with her blouse; one button
at a time. Her supple, large breasts were beautiful. She
took off her bra. I witnessed two pert, pierced nipples.
Oh, they were rose-red. I could barely control myself.
She was getting off, watching me suffer with this huge ache
in my cock---blue ball city. She also had a pierced belly
button. I was so turned on by her taut stomach, and the glittering
hardware, protruding from her nipples, and belly button.
Next went the skirt. I could see nothing but natural beauty,
which God had bestowed upon her. No panties...No thong..Nothing!
Just the bald faced truth of her sex.
"Gizmo, I hope you like pierced nipples and belly
buttons. They keep me stimulated when there is no man around."
She was dripping the sweet nectar of the Gods. I couldn't
speak. I was overpowered by Julia's raw sexuality.
"Oh Giz, you are a wonderful audience of one, love."
She continued to dance, with just her black silk stockings
and high heels on. I got up and started to kiss her long, slow,
and hard. Our tongues encircled each others. I bent down
to lick those voluptuous breasts. I sucked on her nipples,
hardware and all. Julia began to moan and groan. I had to
stop, to get at the task at hand. I sat her down on the bed.
She scooted up to sit with her back against the head board.
She opened her legs wide, her stream was at full throttle.
Her shaved pussy teasing me; wanting more. I proceeded
with the shave. I lifted her tight, round butt up and slid
the towel under her. I moistened the towel in a basin of warm
water. I then applied shaving cream to her moist pussy;
careful not to get any shaving cream on her clit, or her opening.
I took the razor and shaved her stubbles away. I then licked
off the excess shaving cream with my tongue. Julia was semi-comatosed
by now.
"Oh, Gizmo...Ooh...Oooh. I never had a shave like
that before. You are soooo-good."
I slowly worked her clit with my fingers. She was so wet.
I then licked her pussy, while still massaging her clit.
I switched...My tongue on her clit...My fingers inside
her pussy, reaching her G-spot.
"Oh my lord---oooh....oooh...That's it...Don't
stop...Don't...oh...Don't...Giz...oooh...Fuck!"
As my tongue quickened, so did Julia's moans. I got
her off...And off...And off.
"Julia, you've been holding out on me. You never
told me you were multi-orgasmic."
"I never had more than one, love. You hit my jackpot.
Last count was six. You truly are an artist, and I never heard
you play the drums, or read any of your work yet. If you write
as good as you give head, I'll have you published by
the end of the week. Oh God, the towel is drenched."
"The pleasure was all mine---and yours."
By this time my cock was as hard as blue steel. You could have
stood on my cock; used it as a plank to build skyscrapers.
Julia looked at me with those soulful, hazel eyes, and smiled.
She threw me down on the bed. She smothered me in kisses...She
worked her way down to my nipples; sucked them and bit them
till they were raw---I didn't care. She took all of
me in her mouth---deep throating my cock. She wrapped her
tongue around my cock, and swirled it around...I couldn't
hold it any longer. I exploded in her mouth, like a land mine
going off. I came so hard and fast she couldn't swallow
fast enough; to keep up with the volume. She tried her best,
God bless her. She licked me clean. We both were spent. We
fell asleep. When I had woke up, she was gone. I got up to take
a shower. On the mirror in the bathroom, in bright red lipstick
was a note: "Giz, I'm sorry I left when you were
asleep. I had to go to work. I had the time of my life. You are
the sweetest man I know. I can't wait to see you again,
real soon...Love...Julia. Call me as soon as you can."
She left her home and work numbers on a pad, by the sink. I
had never met any one like her in my life. This could be the
start of something. Maybe...Maybe not. I know one thing.
I'll always remember her, and the shaving cream. Just
think of how lucky I was to be with her. I can always remember
last night. All I have to do is shave.
Gizmo-08/20/03
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