My First Piercing
This is my part of a conversation on one of my mailing lists about piercing (both play and decorative). Includes incidental kink content, but I'm mostly bringing it over because I don't know if I have the story written down anywhere else, and I'd like it to be somewhere I won't lose it. I'm not locking it to the sex filter because it's mostly about bodyart, not sex, although it does have some incidental sexual stuff that some folks may want to skip.
My existing piercings have all been done between a 16 and a 10-gauge. I've had earlobes, tragus, tongue, nipples, navel, outer labia, and clit hood (some pierced more than once), although I only still wear the earlobes, tongue, outer labia and clit hood jewelry. In general, getting pierced is a wonderfully fun experience for me, even if I still do get the rollercoaster "clicking up the hill" stomach butterflies a bit every time (I suspect the adrenaline rush inherent in that is part of the fun, so I'm not sure I'd want it to go away). One of my quirks is that my reaction to intense sensation is laughter, and the ways in which that's confused and amused my piercers are running jokes with my friends who've been there at the times. My first exposure to play piercing was actually the same night I got my clit hood pierced; I was at a rec.arts.bodyart munch in DC (this would've been 93, I think), and although I was already moderately tattooed, I hadn't had any appreciable piercing experience except for poking a hole in my navel with a leather awl when I was procrastinating during finals (yeah, I've had my very dumb moments). About a dozen of the 30 or so attendees ended up back at this big farmhouse outside the city after our dinner and obligatory fetish and kink shopping (it was right across the street; we _had_ to!) The couple who lived there were both professional piercers with a shop in the city (she specialized in high-end prosthetic fangs, he did piercing). It very quickly became "you show me yours, I'll show you mine", as bodyarts get-together are wont to do, so modesty wasn't high on anyone's list of concerns. They had an autoclave and full piercing setup there, and I decided on the spur of the moment to get my clit hood pierced by a piercer name Aardvark who was in town for the munch. They offered to set up another room, but it seemed rather silly, given my innate total lack of modesty, and the fact that I was just going to come right back out and show it off anyway. As a result, it was a big, crowded, funny experience -- there was a rousing chorus of "labia are falling down, falling down" when she had a moment of difficulty marking the insertion points for the needle. She did the piercing; it was a huge rush, and of course I started laughing, so everyone else started laughing... Great night, great experience. Actually, I've ended up writing out more than I intended to, just because it was fun to remember. I suspect I'll be copying this over as a post in LJ, actually.
Anyway, back to the topic at hand... That was also the first night I encountered play piercing, at least indirectly, and started wondering if it was something I could get info -- the woman who lived there (Tashi? I think that was her name) had some photos of herself with a circle of needles on her breast, around her nipple. I was a little bit amazed, and a little bit weirded out, and a little bit curious, and it's something that's stuck with me as a worthwhile direction for exploration when the opportunity presented itself (which it seems to have).
(*snip* of other person's side of the convo)
I think we're talking about starting with my back, since it's such an erogenous zone for me, and the place where I'll be absolutely most likely to find the sensation pleasurable.
*snip*
I've had my hood piercing for a very long time now - I can't even really say whether it adds sensation or not, because I don't have clear enough recollections of not having it. I do know it gives me some extra options for sensation, though -- tugging is nice, and whether I flip it up or down under a vibe changes how thing feel. I don't know that I'd be up for an actual clit piercing, but I really wish I were built right for a triangle piercing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triangle_piercing), which goes behind the clit, rather than in front of it like a traditional horizontal hood piercing (which is what I have).
*snip*
Tattooing and piercing generally seem to be very different experiences to me -- the needles are going in totally different directions, doing totally different things. Except for the occasional very sensitive spot (outside of my ankle, inside of my upper arm), I generally really enjoy that sensation too, but it's very different. Somewhere between a tickle/sting and a massage. The endorphin release feels different, too. More protracted and gradual -- I've discovered my body can keep pumping out the endorphins for about 3-5 hours, and then it really starts hurting in the not-good way, and it's time to be done for the day. It's also more of a full-body buzz than a specifically sexual reaction, too, for me.
My existing piercings have all been done between a 16 and a 10-gauge. I've had earlobes, tragus, tongue, nipples, navel, outer labia, and clit hood (some pierced more than once), although I only still wear the earlobes, tongue, outer labia and clit hood jewelry. In general, getting pierced is a wonderfully fun experience for me, even if I still do get the rollercoaster "clicking up the hill" stomach butterflies a bit every time (I suspect the adrenaline rush inherent in that is part of the fun, so I'm not sure I'd want it to go away). One of my quirks is that my reaction to intense sensation is laughter, and the ways in which that's confused and amused my piercers are running jokes with my friends who've been there at the times. My first exposure to play piercing was actually the same night I got my clit hood pierced; I was at a rec.arts.bodyart munch in DC (this would've been 93, I think), and although I was already moderately tattooed, I hadn't had any appreciable piercing experience except for poking a hole in my navel with a leather awl when I was procrastinating during finals (yeah, I've had my very dumb moments). About a dozen of the 30 or so attendees ended up back at this big farmhouse outside the city after our dinner and obligatory fetish and kink shopping (it was right across the street; we _had_ to!) The couple who lived there were both professional piercers with a shop in the city (she specialized in high-end prosthetic fangs, he did piercing). It very quickly became "you show me yours, I'll show you mine", as bodyarts get-together are wont to do, so modesty wasn't high on anyone's list of concerns. They had an autoclave and full piercing setup there, and I decided on the spur of the moment to get my clit hood pierced by a piercer name Aardvark who was in town for the munch. They offered to set up another room, but it seemed rather silly, given my innate total lack of modesty, and the fact that I was just going to come right back out and show it off anyway. As a result, it was a big, crowded, funny experience -- there was a rousing chorus of "labia are falling down, falling down" when she had a moment of difficulty marking the insertion points for the needle. She did the piercing; it was a huge rush, and of course I started laughing, so everyone else started laughing... Great night, great experience. Actually, I've ended up writing out more than I intended to, just because it was fun to remember. I suspect I'll be copying this over as a post in LJ, actually.
Anyway, back to the topic at hand... That was also the first night I encountered play piercing, at least indirectly, and started wondering if it was something I could get info -- the woman who lived there (Tashi? I think that was her name) had some photos of herself with a circle of needles on her breast, around her nipple. I was a little bit amazed, and a little bit weirded out, and a little bit curious, and it's something that's stuck with me as a worthwhile direction for exploration when the opportunity presented itself (which it seems to have).
(*snip* of other person's side of the convo)
I think we're talking about starting with my back, since it's such an erogenous zone for me, and the place where I'll be absolutely most likely to find the sensation pleasurable.
*snip*
I've had my hood piercing for a very long time now - I can't even really say whether it adds sensation or not, because I don't have clear enough recollections of not having it. I do know it gives me some extra options for sensation, though -- tugging is nice, and whether I flip it up or down under a vibe changes how thing feel. I don't know that I'd be up for an actual clit piercing, but I really wish I were built right for a triangle piercing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triangle_piercing), which goes behind the clit, rather than in front of it like a traditional horizontal hood piercing (which is what I have).
*snip*
Tattooing and piercing generally seem to be very different experiences to me -- the needles are going in totally different directions, doing totally different things. Except for the occasional very sensitive spot (outside of my ankle, inside of my upper arm), I generally really enjoy that sensation too, but it's very different. Somewhere between a tickle/sting and a massage. The endorphin release feels different, too. More protracted and gradual -- I've discovered my body can keep pumping out the endorphins for about 3-5 hours, and then it really starts hurting in the not-good way, and it's time to be done for the day. It's also more of a full-body buzz than a specifically sexual reaction, too, for me.