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Piercing For National Nude Day Ch. 03

Dinner On Friday



Dear Readers: Please read Piercing for National Nude Day and Chapter 2 to get a flavour of how this tale has evolved. Happy reading and enjoy yourselves!



It took our young driver a minute or two to regain his composure. Initially we all thought that he might have a heart attack.



He turned very pale as he stood mouth wide open looking at his three female passengers. He did not give me a second glance.



He looked at my own delectable companion. Her breasts were covered in sparkling starburst jewellery connected by a chain to another gold starburst covering her pubic area. All appeared to be held by bars and rings through her very long nipples and clitoris. These were clearly visible but most of all she appeared to have a diamond on the end of each teat.



He stared hard at our deeply tanned chestnut haired friend with her smaller nipples but larger brown globe breasts. Between her legs she had a full and wonderful chestnut bush from which chains of gold appeared as if by magic. She seemed to be dressed in chains.



These were everywhere spreading from the gold wire cups that encased her breasts over her shoulders. Apparently these were for support. He was not sure. They fanned in and out down her back. There was a very tight gold chain on each hip. These appeared to encircled her arse then disappeared between her legs. He thought that they were the ones that reappeared at either side of her bush.



He was virtually hypnotised by our Parlour Girl. She grinned form ear to ear and pirouetted on one foot. He was not sure exactly what he saw. She wore a complete and very beautiful gold coloured collar locked by a small gold padlock. Her beautiful perfectly formed breasts were small rounded. They appeared to fill two gold wire cages but they did not press on them. It seemed to him that a bar through each nipple was all that held her jewellery cages in place.



He had never seen anything like it before. He had never driven passengers dressed like this before!



He was fascinated by the complete simplicity of the Parlour Girl’s jewellery. None was linked unlike that on the other girls. He though he saw something gold low down at the back. He could not believe that such a beautiful girl might have something up her arse. He had never seen a butt plug so it was new territory for him. He was sure that he had seen a large thimble like button sticking out where her clit should be. She was completely shaved so it was easy to see. It had to be real something on the end sparkled deep red in the light of the room. Therefore he surmised she just might have a “thing” in her back passage.



For a fleeting moment I had though of them as “my harem”. No here were three totally free spirits.



One had deliberately decided to become a slave to my partner who with the chestnut beauty just loved to show their glorious bodied off to the full and to be pierced. It was my privilege to be their escort for the night!



Ever since our experiences on National Nude Day I had a feeling that they were beginning to realise that they might be rewriting tenants of freedom of dress in the United States of America.



We all wore simple open toed sandals on our feet.



We locked the house walked down to the vehicle and our driver held the door of the limousine wide open. His trousers pushed out showing a huge erection as he salute. We ducked to enter the enormous interior. We left for our dinner where I knew that the owner had booked us a table to seat six.



We were only a little way into our journey when the driver came onto the intercom. He asked if he could speak. He wanted to know why were dressed as we were. I told him a little about Nude Day. He was enthralled. He spoke to his office to say that he wanted to be our driver on the return journey after dinner.



A little before that conversation our Parlour Girl had asked her mistress for permission to speak. Logically this was granted. The delectable creature began to describe how pressure in her backside and in her cunt were combining to make her feel wonderfully full.



Then she asked her mistress if she might have the wings of the spreader which fanned out just below her clit made wider. She explained that it felt delicious to have them in place. Then she asked if she might have her labia lips pierced with jewels through both to hold them as wide open and inviting as possible on each face of the spreader.



I was in awe in ecstasy but there was more to come.



She said that motion from the road plus pressure on her arse as she sat in the vehicle was causing her butt plug and cunt tube to work together drawing her nearer to an orgasm.



She explained in a very soft shy voice that she did not want to cum. She wanted to wait until I broke her hymen. She only wanted to orgasm then. She said that she knew that this act would only happen when her mistress allowed her to make love with me.



She was told that she was correct and that this was how it should be! She must not have an orgasm she must not cum until she was told that she could.



I nearly choked I was not sure if I had heard correctly. How could such an exquisite creature still be a virgin? She was in her twenties and she was the manageress of a piercing parlour.



Not for the first time in my life I had completely underestimated the complexity of the female mind and what the three had been dreaming up.



My erection grew larger and larger. My cock ring tightened its grip. I was wild at the thought of somebody wanting to give her virginity to me. I tried to force my prick to subside as we approached the restaurant. No amount of positive thinking would help it. I stayed erect and would not go down.



I had something too important on my mind.



I was picturing bending over that delectable butt filled by a gold bung the size of a chicken’s egg. I was picturing those wonderful pierced nipples her covered clit and gold surrounded hole. I was seeing myself laying her on our bed. I saw myself kiss her nipples then move between her legs.



I felt her bend at the hips then moved her legs to rest on my shoulders. I could see her golden covered labia her hidden clitoris and the plug. I could feel myself as I moved gently into her body into her vagina to pierce her hymen for the first time. I saw myself couple gold ring with gold ring as I pressed my cock right home into her cunt. I was feeling the added pressure and pleasure from the plug in her arse



This was all I could think about. I was in a trance.



The vehicle was too long to turn or park outside so we stopped opposite. This time the girls were completely nude so they stood on the sidewalk after the driver had opened their door. They had to wait for me.



I came out of my dreams with a jolt adjusted myself as best I could and step out to join them. I was very grateful for the pantaloons that they had suggested I wore. They might hide my huge erection although they only had a simple cross over open front. There were no buttons. There was always a danger of my cock “slipping out” unnoticed as it swayed from side to side.



On Monday evening there had been no traffic. Now it was Friday. There was a great deal moving in both directions. We expected to stand a while on the warm summer night but the first car to pick up a naked girl in it’s headlamps simply stopped dead!



In seconds all vehicles travelling in both directions stopped. It was like a parting of the waters. An instant party began on the highway.



Drivers stepped out of their cars to look to ogle and probably to lust. It could have caused chaos but it was a moment to pure enjoyment. The simplicity of the girl’s statement of their first appearing stark naked made everybody feel happy.



Three beautiful girls glided across a very busy highway nude except that they sparkled with jewels and appeared to be wearing gold ornaments. They shouted “Thank you” to the motorists otherwise they were laughing as they chatted to each other. Motorists shouted back “Good luck!” and they cheered. They cheered us to the door of the restaurant.



As we reached the path leading to the entrance we were discussing what stories drivers might say to their wives or what might be the talk around the bars of the town by midnight.



The owner had heard the traffic and the commotion. We were met at the door. We were ushered into the front bar and offered drinks. Our friend explained that the whole dining area was already full except for the table he held for us in the centre towards the rear.



It seemed that Fridays were always busy much more so than Monday. The grape vine had been working. Whispers were abroad. All the tables were booked by Wednesday evening. We were good for his business!



Offering drinks at the bar was a very thoughtful thing to do. My darling partner was becoming used to being nude in public. For the other two walking across a darkening road was to be nothing compared with the ordeal of passing between tables of complete strangers or so we thought.



Then to calm any butterflies my wonderful partner said two things. She pointed out that dress was simply a fetish in itself. We had all been brought up to see nudity as taboo.



Why?



Girls went topless on beaches on every coast in the country. Models walked the catwalks of every great design house showing bare breasts or in diaphanous clothes that showed nipples breasts and sometimes more.



All we were doing was extending boundaries.



She then said that there could be no more beautifully girls in town that night and none was more fully dressed. Finally she said that nobody in the restaurant would be wearing such beautiful or expensive wear.



She then described the erotic pleasure of being asked to stop and talk at tables as we left on Monday after our meal. She said that girls and only the girls touched her nipples and stroked her jewellery and that some even touched the wetness of her clitoris.



She said that it had almost made her orgasm. With a wink at our Parlour Girl she said “Take care my beautiful love if they want to talk to you!” The dear girl went bright red at the thought.



Our charming guests adored her more. I adored her more and remained totally erect waiting for the gates to heaven to be opened.



We finished our drinks she took a girls hand in hers. They all rose and we entered the dining room. All conversation stopped rather in the manner of her original walk on Monday evening. I recognised one or two faces of people whom she had stopped to talk to as we left after that meal. There were huge smiles of pleasure on the faces of these diners both girls and boys. It broke the ice and relaxed my wonderful companions.



They smiled back with a shy demureness and as before the diners began to clap. There was a tangible atmosphere of sexual magic in the air.



Once we were all seated our host the owner came to sit with us. Initially he was most interested in changes to the sunbursts. He could not believe that there was a diamond on the end of each teat so he asked about it.



Our chestnut haired friend answered. She had been astonished as she saw a nipple taken between two fingers. Then a very sharp pin was simply driven fully into the end of each teat.



She admitted that she found the buttercup and diamond ends completely erotic. She admitted that she became wet as she talked about it but was not sure that she could ever do it to herself.



He moved to touch the nipple and to lift the diamond dangle that hung from her outer piercing. He was totally mesmerised. Her chains rocked and swayed.



We had just finished ordering food when a petite very pretty girl approached our table. She was sitting with three girlfriends near to the entrance when we arrived. She asked if our Parlour Girl could go to their table to talk to her friends until our first course was served. It was agreed and off she went.



W did no realise what a pleasure it was until she returned as food was being served. Her normal pale skin was flushed pink. As she sat with the girls they began to touch her everywhere. They asked about her collar she explained that my partner was her mistress. They were amazed that her breasts fitted their gold cages so perfectly. They could not believe that only her nipple pins held them in place. Her whole upper body was stroked. Fingers felt along her rock hard teats squeezing gently.



She was becoming very aroused and very worried!



Her anxieties reached fever pitch when they asked about her clit cap. She explained that she was not allowed to remove it herself or to pleasure herself. The petite girl who had fetched her from our table became very excited. She said that she wanted to be pierced. It was agreed that I would give her a business card for the Piercing Parlour as we left at the end of our meal.



One of the other girls almost caused the beautiful creature to cum. This girl explained that she was sure that she had seen something in her arse. The butt plug and cunt tube were explained. Immediately they all wanted to see. She pushed her chair back and moved her bum to the edge of the seat. She brought her knees up towards her chest. She made a wonderfully simple sexy gesture of somebody still remarkably innocent about the effect that her body could have on others. She took her knees in her hands and spread her legs apart. She was totally exposed.



All four girls gasped so loudly that the whole restaurant went quiet.



They saw her garnet capped clit hood her shining gold “V” lip spreader her stretched large cunt hole ringed in gold then a small half circle over her butt hole. All was clearly visible in exquisite detail wet and gently pulsing with her heart. All parts were joined together as if by magic. They were enthralled. Little did they realise that small cap over her anal orifice led to a plug the size of a large chicken’s egg.



The dear child returned to our table exhausted by the attention. She asked her mistress if she could go to the Ladies Room. Of course she could but first there had to be a minor adjustment.



She stood meekly in front of my partner as she gently unscrewed the garnet mounted tip at the end of her clit tube. Her wetness was visible. Her smell was enthralling. She wafted down the room and disappeared. The whole restaurant must have smelt of her sex.



Minutes later she reappeared. The room went silent. Then again as on Monday the girls led a room full of clapping. She stood meekly while her clit was kissed clean and the cab screwed tightly home.



The restaurant owner sat flabbergasted at everything he was witnessing.



A NEW BUSINESS VENTURE



He turned to address my partner and me. He had a business proposition. His understanding was that she made all the stunning jewellery at a workshop in our house. He also knew that the Parlour where we had met our delicious submissive was rather special. It was in an upmarket part of town. He had made enquiries the owners might be willing to sell at a reasonable price.



Why shouldn’t we all go into business together?



We hardly needed to look at each other we were enthralled with the idea. This meant that the two darling girls sitting at the table could come into the business with us. It was a wonderful idea.



We had some explaining to do. Firstly to the exquisite chestnut haired beauty who was slowly becoming part of our lives but also to our dear submissive friend.



We told of how we had known the restaurant owner for a very long time. We liked the fact that all his employees were partners in the business. This is what made it so special. We wanted our new venture to run on similar lines.



Torrents of ideas began to pour out as the concept took hold. Our dear chestnut hair friend said that she had Greek blood. Now we realised why she had dark eyes and was such a wonderful tan all over! She proposed that we might call the new shop “Aphrodite”. She who was Goddess of Love would be our guide.



Everybody thought this was a marvellous suggestion. By the end of our discussions we were seeing the new group name as “Aphrodite” with “Aphrodite Jewellery” “Aphrodite Piercing” with the Starburst breast jewellery as our symbol.



Suddenly with extraordinary modesty our chestnut beauty of the perfect bush asked why we had adopted her. We explained that we realised that she had been the odd man out in her party on Monday night.



We had become enamoured by her bravery in coming forward of the fact that she showed us her beautiful breasts at our table. We had watched her as she had her nipples enhanced and then pierced. We saw how she had not flinched as the needles passed through her tender flesh.



Most of all we were totally taken by the way her self esteem had returned. She was one of us if she wanted to be.



She blushed beneath her overall tan looked down and was very meek. My wonderful friend left here seat and moved to her. She almost repeated what she had done at the table on Monday. She held her chin in her left hand raised her head and planted an enormous deep long kiss straight onto her mouth. Tongues were moving between messages were being sent the dear girl was wriggling in her seat. Quietly very softly as mouths parted she said “Yes”. She was one of us.



Her right hand held the chestnut child’s left breast gently stroking her newly pierced nipple. She bent down and kissed them both. First she kissed the left nipple then the right. They were truly much bigger. They appeared to have grown with her stature.



OUR DEPARTURE



Dinner was coming to an end.



We began to say our “good byes” agreeing to meet in my lawyer’s office at midday on Monday.



We had the weekend to reflect on all our ideas and I would draw up a plan.



Our departure was far more dramatic than any of us had thought possible. I have said that we thought that we had recognised one or two people from National Nude Day. We did. We had also told our friend the owner that that we would extend National Nude Day for the rest of the week.



We had done just that.



He had laughed and said that he thought it likely that his restaurant would become a gathering place of like minded people. Well it was. At least three tables of guests had been with us at the beginning of the week. All had beckoned my divine child over. All did again.



I went with her to each table to introduce us properly. I was more shaken than her by what I saw. We were already having the right effect.



At the first table a pretty girl with glorious Titian Red hair curled in a simple bun on top of her face had come to the restaurant naked above her waist. She was beautifully discrete and appeared to be dressed in an exquisite lace jacket. But it was not buttoned and I kept on catching glimpses of her pert slightly puffy areola capped by small erect teats.



Her companion was a tall handsome man obviously fascinated by my wonderful girl and proud of his. We swapped business cards very discretely while the girls talked in whispers.



The girl was completely entranced by how the diamonds in the up turned buttercups of yellow gold were on the end of her nipples. My partner simply stated that very fine sharp pins were pushed into the tip of each teat. The girl winced but asked if she could touch.



Two delectable diamond headed teats were held up to her. A finger then a thumb felt one then the other nipple tracing the thickness and the hardness. She asked if it hurt to which the simple answer was “no”.



We explained that “Play Piercing” had taught us not to fear more than the shortest first prick of a needle and that once it was home there was no pain.



Our Chestnut Beauty had moved to a table where there were two thirty something women. I found out later that both had seen her go to our table on Monday. Both had breast enhancement surgery so they were mesmerised by her story. They had not seen her undress to the waist for us. They had not seen her place her breasts on our table in an act of despair. One began to cry at her story then the other and then all three were sobbing quietly.

cry at her story then the other and then all three were sobbing quietly.



They stroked and touched her firmness. In total unison they slipped a finger each under the upper edge of her gold wire cups and traced around to her nipples. They arrived together realising then that both were newly pierced. They saw that a gold loop passed under each teat so that the dear child could fully heal without moving the bars.



She explained that they had only been pierced on Wednesday.



She met us at the next table where again all the girls had decided to come out braless two in very sheer see through tops the third in a wonderful open weave lace blouse. We could all see all their nipples and they were not remotely embarrassed by my staring.



We never gathered whether this dress was because of our Monday actions. It did not matter to us the important thing was that people were becoming more open and daring.



One of the men at this table asked about my dress. It was impossible for him not to see my erection tenting out the silk of my pantaloons.



I showed him my nipples with their Celtic Shields. He was entranced. Suddenly without asking or a warning he opened the front of my trousers with both hands. My cock sprang out as if it was on a spring. He pulled the pantaloons wider apart and all at the table could see the cock ring almost throttling my engorged member.



The girls were even more amazed than the men and began to ask about it. We explained that it was shaped to fit the cunt hoop that went round below the starburst into my darling’s vagina. They were dumfounded.



The she began to describe how our Parlour Girl was wearing a full cunt spreader modelled in gold and that the cock ring just happened to fit this as well.



There was nothing more to say. I left two jewellery business cards discretely on the table and we slowly made for the door. It was an orderly retreat but we had other matters to attend to which we would not and could not tell to them.



Our driver was in attendance so we left. The restaurant must have smelt of sex and lust for long afterwards. We could feel arousal on the air. Friday nights were going to be more fun than ever from now on!



SHE GIVES US HER VIRGINITY



We lounged in the back of the limousine as our driver wafted us silently home. We were emotionally drained but our beautiful Parlour Girl asked permission to speak to us all. It was given.



She explained that my lifetime friend and partner had confided her that our greatest regret was that we were childless. We had always wanted children and had tried for many years. Finally we decided not to despair not to go to fertility clinics not to seek advice or to see if one or the other was fertile. We would be happy with ourselves.



Then we had our nipples pierced and everything changed. We found a twenty two year old virgin who as a latent submissive found sanctuary in my partner.



She wanted to see if she could bear us a child. She was a few days past the end of her period so she asked permission to give me her virginity this Friday night.



Permission was given. I felt my state of trance returning.



We arrived home. Originally our Chestnut Beauty was to be taken on in the limousine. Too much had happened for her to be alone so we asked her to stay the weekend.



Both girls wanted to prepare our Parlour Girl to surrender her virginity to us all. I had no doubt that they would all be there and that they had been hatching plans on Wednesday through visits on Thursday.



I felt a little of the male outsider but had begun to imagine hat it would be like to watch a stunning nude girl slowly swell with the child of us all in her belly. I began to think of jewellery to suit the new situations of gentle chains rolling over her rising stomach. For the second or third time that evening I was walking on air.



I was told to wait to take a shower but not to loose my cock ring. All three girls vanished. Now as I have said our bed is a huge modern four poster. It seems that they all went into our bathroom and showered together. I used one of the guest showers. They removed all her jewellery and the bars and washed and dried everything with loving care. Then our Chestnut Friend washed her most private parts with the care of a mother.



She peeled back her hood bent down and kissed it her fingers stroked into her opened cunt pushing only far enough to feel the start of her constriction her hymen. Two fingers passed into her anal passage and she was cleansed.



Quietly ever so quietly she asked for the butt plug and cunt tube to be fitted again. There was a short discussion lubrication was applied and the plug snapped into it’s home.



She said that she felt whole again as the bar through her clit cover was gently so softy eased home.



She was ready and I was called. Possibly this is how King Henry VIII of England felt going to a lover’s bed. I do not know except that I am still in awe of that night.



The glorious child lay on the middle of the bed her legs slightly apart so I could immediately see that all her perfectly fitted jewellery was in place.



Her attendants hovered and continued to hover until later we all slept on the same bed in complete harmony.



She held up her arms to welcome me. I was crying the tears of love as I knelt beside her and we kissed. Nothing nothing could have parted us in that moment of fusion.



I held her face I kissed her eyes I slowly sank to lie with her she rolled onto her side and we kissed again. I said “My darling baby this will not hurt”. She nodded with a logical degree of apprehension.



I asked her to undress me to remove my Celtic breastplates then I would remove hers. She who had only made my outer piercing two days before took infinite care. It was her turn to kneel over me. I felt the bars being unscrewed then fine fingers pushed the outer ones from my nipples. Each was kissed in turn then the inner caps were unscrewed the bars removed and the breastplates eased off.



My nipples were very hard as she gently kissed them both. She rolled onto her back with infinite grace and I kissed her mouth again. My murmuring lips traced path to her collar then to her right breast. I drew her nipple into my mouth. Both her bars the vertical and the horizontal had to be removed first.



She stirred in response her legs moving slightly farther apart. I began to loosen the tip of her bar screw with my teeth. It came undone and the first round ball rolled to her belly button. It stopped there.



I drew the bar through her nipple and then removed the inner vertical bar. The second ball rolled to rest in her belly button.



I gently lifted the whole cage off her breast. One side was bare. I leant over her slight body my nipple brushing and pushing her right breast.



If she was in ecstasy then so was I.



I repeat my mouth treatment undoing the horizontal cap and drawing the bar from her nipple. She wriggled with delight and her legs moved still wider apart. It was as though all parts of this divine young body were joined together and to my mouth.



I removed the vertical bar and pulled the second cage from her perfectly formed breast. I kissed her left nipple drawing it from her body. I returned to minister to the right breast with my left hand tracing circles from the root of her growth slowly up the rise of her mounds to trace her nipple.



She was totally silent eyes tight shut breathing as if in a trance.



All four small bar screw ends had come to rest on her belly. I traced down her chest to suck them all into my mouth. They shot like peas at my waiting attendants. It was time for me to move.



Quietly so I doubt that the others heard I whispered “Are you ready my love?”. Nothing stirred but a slight flicker of her closed eyelids. She was.



I moved as slowly and as gently as a big man can my left arm supported my upper body over her breasts. My left leg was followed by my right leg into the valley of love between her hips then both arms were supporting me off her body.



I pushed back to kneel gazing at her most private self. Her clit cover was still screwed into place her lips quivered in anticipation. Her cunt hole was wider than I had expected. It was ready wet and waiting but there was more to do.



I bent forward until my lips were only an inch from her gold facings my tongue came out and I traced the edges. I worked all around wetting her wonderful puffy smooth skin slowly heading to the seat of life. I arrived and gazed into eternity. I spat on the fingers of my left hand added as much spittle as I could and moved two fingers carefully into her hole.



She moved again. Her knees bent her feet came up almost to her butt plug her feet apart by the width of my body and her legs fell apart almost coming to rest on the surface of the bed.



She was asking me to penetrate her body. I was to be the first man to enter her life giving hole. No man can be offered a greater privilege and I hoped that I honoured her gift.



I leant forward again my penis touched the edge of her gold ringed hole and she shuddered imperceptibly. The tip vanished and I continued to push until my arms went forward to protect her from my weight. Gently slowly I eased my cock into heaven. I felt a slight constriction a stoppage a point of no return. I stopped completely.



My back bent forwards I kissed her closed eyes again then I found her mouth. I sensed I felt her say “Yes”.



I pushed right home without stopping our mouths sealed together in wonder and in love.



She was no longer a virgin!



Her eyes had snapped open she was slightly startled but our mouths parted and she whispered a silent “Thank you”.



I eased back half out then in again she murmured contentment. I began to increase my pace. Suddenly I felt a movement under my belly. The tip of her clit cover was unscrewed by an unseen hand. It stayed there pressing the gold hard into the beautiful body beneath me.



Fingers unscrewed her clit bar as I rammed and rammed my cock ring to locking into her cunt ring time after time.



The bar was quickly removed more hand seemed to be ministering to my Parlour Girl. Her attendants were willing her to come with me. I felt two fingers press harder down. I could imagine the whole clit and hood breaking into daylight. Two fingers grabbed it I raised myself so that they could work in unison but I continued to ram home with more and more force.



I felt that build up that huge charge. I rushed to the mountaintop to stand looking at the valley of love. She began to cry and to shout. We stood together and looked into the face of life. We both came to a thunderous climax as one. I filled her with the seed of life.



I collapsed in love smothering that frail weeping slight body that had just surrendered it’s most precious gift. The others came to us on the bed. My wonderful partner pulled a single sheet to cover us all. We rolled to face each other kissing and loving with the others touching us all over.



We slept all as one.



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(c) Gussie – July 2003