Rekha Gets Piercings

The house was quiet as Rekha was busy folding clothes in her living area. Her daughter Meera was lying down on the floor busy with her phone.

Rekha was clad in a cotton saree as usual while the twenty year old Meera was wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts with her hair tied up into a bun. Her legs stretched on the floor.

"Amma, look at these ankles which I had brought from an online shop." Meera said.

"These are beautiful, can we see how they look on you?" Asked her mother.

When Meera lifted her leg to wear the anklet, her mother could see something shining on Meera's thigh.

"What is that?" she asked.

"Oh, it's nothing Amma, just a small piercing.

"What?" Rekha was shocked.

"Without even telling me, did you get your thigh pierced?"

Just... a piercing."

"Come on Amma, it's not a big deal, Almost everyone has one piercing and it looks cool." explained Meera.

"Show me properly,"..

Meera hesitantly lifted the hem of her shorts and revealed a small silver loop on the piercing on Meera's left upper thigh.

"It's pretty though. Did it hurt Meera?"

"A bit but it's just for the moment. Now okay."

Rekha reached out to her daughter and caressed her skin near The piercing.

"It's so different," she said, still touching.

"You know, Amma, you would also look good with a piercing you know? Maybe on your belly?" suggested Meera.

Rekha laughed it off.

"Don't be so ridiculous."

"You're not old, Amma. You know that right. And you are indeed gorgeous. Just think how it would be on your navel. It would be amazing. "Explained Meera.

Rekha blushed as she inadvertently touched her own stomach, with her mind wandering towards the idea.

"Let's try Amma, I'll take you to the studio where I got mine done. It's a safe place you know". Meera pushed further.

"I'll think about it," Rekha said finally with a smile.

On.the next day, Rekha couldn't get rid of the idea of getting her belly pierced as suggested by her daughter Meera.

"Amma, are you thinking?" Meera asked.

"Maybe, I think I can but you know I'm still not exactly sure about it." Said Rekha with a greater degree of hesitance.

"Come on, it's not a big deal amma." Meera tried convincing.

"Alright. Let's go," said Rekha with a shy smile on her face.

Rekha seemed excited as they reached the piercing studio. It was a young woman who was a piercing artist.

"Rekha! Are you ready?" the artist asked.

Rekha nodded hesitantly.

"Don't worry. I will be guiding you through the process," the artist said.

Rekha was meanwhile made to sit on a comfortable chair as she gazed over her daughter Meera.

She removed her cotton saree completely and sat there in her blouse and petticoat, baring her midriff completely.

"Rekha, let's start with the belly," the artist said.

She gently cleaned the area around Rekha's navel as Rekha closed her eyes. In a sudden and quick motion, the artist pierced through Rekha's skin which made Rekha gasp a bit.

"There you go, done." the artist said.

She showed Rekha the small silver hoop that she just inserted.

"Shall we go for the thigh?" the artist asked.

Rekha shifted her position and removed the knot of her petticoat. She let it fall up to her knees exposing her panty clad thighs, as curiously Watched by her daughter

"Just relax, Rekha, let's get it done quickly." Said the artist.

With another quick motion, it was done and Rekha let out a breath.

Rekha and Meera came back home and Rekha was still feeling quite thrilled. She changed herself into a sleeveless satin nightie. She pulled her nightie down her shoulders up to her waist, and admired both the piercings she had just got done. Meera entered the room meanwhile.

"Amma, you look so beautiful!"

"Do you think so?"

Meera placed her hand on her mother's navel.

"Yes, you look stunning, Amma."

Rekha then pulled the strap of her nightie further down and let it pool at her ankles, revealing her upper thigh piercing as she stood just in her bra and panties in front of her daughter.

Meera's eyes widened.

"Wow, it's perfect Amma."

Rekha blushed.

"I never thought I would be doing something like this. you know Meera," said Rekha. "

Meera wrapped her arms around her mother.

"You're beautiful Amma."

Rekha hugged her daughter back.

Meera sat on the adjacent bed as her mother was still standing in front of her in her bra and panties, showcasing her newly piercings.

Meera gently kissed the navel piercing which made Rekha gasp as it was unexpected. Meera then started kissing her mother's stomach while her fingers caressed the thigh piercing. Rekha inadvertently managed to hold Meera's hair as her daughter kissed her belly and thighs.

"Your piercings look really good, Amma,"

"Does it hurt, Amma?" Meera asked.

"No, not really. But I feel a little tingly." Said Rekha.

Meera sucked on the piercing which made Rekha tremble a bit.

"How do you feel, Amma?"

"Really good." Rekha managed to speak.

"It makes your pussy wet, Amma," Meera said in a whispering tone.

"You're mad Meera. Stop it."

"But it's true, Amma."

Rekha slightly looked down at her pussy and she could see that it was wet and also she could feel her arousal.

"Meera, don't tease me. I'm your mother."

Meera kept sucking and licking her mother's piercings for the next couple of minutes. Rekha's body started trembling involuntarily and her climax built up. With a gush, she let go herself, making her panties completely drenched.