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Piercing the Rayne

By: sylverwolfe



Rayne proceeded up the front steps of Ravenmore's Cafe. Ever since the cafe opened two years ago she stopped by every day. Pierce, the owner, made great coffee and the best cookies in town. Pierce was a middle-aged, slightly balding man with a little bit of a gut. With thin framed glasses and a goofy looking goatee he looked like an absolute 'Star Trek' geek, but Rayne found him to be a complete hottie. As she was opening the cafe door she hoped he was not there today. She always thought she looked like such a dork drooling over a balding nerd. 

She was greeted with the scent of coffee and Pierce's booming voice, "Merry met! Want your usual? Or you feeling brave enough to try my special?"

Ever since Pierce learned she was Pagan he greeted her with 'merry met', which is the Pagan version of 'hello'. Rayne slid her long, colorful Dr.Who scarf off and laid it on the table closest to the register. She then unbuttoned her black leather trench coat and folded it on top of the table. 'What is your special?" Rayne asked.

"Its Pierce's Cure for the Winter Blues. Basically it's hot chocolate with lots of whipped cream." He answered while waving as the last customers left the store. 

"Okay, I'll try it." Rayne said as she began to dig for her wallet. 

"So, how's the Brew business today?" Pierce made small talk as he prepared her hot chocolate. He was referring to her store 'The Witches Brew' which was located down the street from the cafe. 

"A little slow today. I closed up shop early. No one wants to come out in this awful snow." Rayne pointed toward the display window. It had begun to snow the day before and was only suppose to get worse. The streets were already topped with 12" of it. Her eyes roamed back to Pierce as he was putting the final touches on her drink. 

"Yeah, I know, it was a bitch getting to work today." Pierce joked as he handed her the steaming cup. Both of them lived on the second story of their buildings. The buildings they both rented were not large, but they served the purpose. She giggled at his joke and then mentally slapped herself for sounding like a sixteen-year-old high school student. She noticed his hands as he took her money, they were very large. His arms were big too. He must lift plenty of heavy boxes working here. His voice snapped her out of her daze. "I personally like the snow, it gives couples a reason to snuggle and create a lot of heat."

Rayne's eyes flew up to his face to find him looking directly at her. She immediately bowed her head, letting her long raven black hair drift over her face. It was as if electric sparks were going off in the room, the air was so tense. She was relieved when he changed the subject. "Are those leather pants your wearing?" Why did he have to ask about her pants though? Damn him! Can't we talk about something else? Thoughts were racing through her head and she was beginning to have problems breathing. 

She smiled, "Yeah, I bought these babies over the Internet." Rayne twirled for him and mentally slapped herself again for acting like a fool. 

Pierce's heart throb in his chest as she spun around, letting him see the way her leather pants clung to her form. She was such a sexy gothic girl. He judged her age to be in the early twenties. She wasn't some skinny pathetic waif of a girl. He liked the fact that she was voluptuous. Her curves sent his mind whirling. Pierce could tell that underneath her tight corset that she had big beautiful breasts. "They look great. You think they have a pair big enough for me?" He tried to laugh his arousal off. 

"I found my size didn't I." Rayne laughed as she modeled in her cute pants. He made her feel so beautiful. Her breaths were coming in shorter and shorter. Rayne felt her chest tighten and she almost doubled over.

"Rayne, what's wrong?" Pierce asked as he made his way around the counter to the table she was standing by. Her hands was clenching her chest and she was swaying back and forth. "I...need...my...inhaler...I can't...breath." Rayne managed to get a few words out as her chest tightened even more. She tried to fumble with her bat shaped purse that was tied to her belt loop. Panic over took Pierce as he grabbed Rayne before she fell to the floor. He got her to sit in a nearby chair and she bent her head between her knees, trying to slow her breathing. She saw his big hands pushing hers out of the way as he ripped her little belt loop off to get to her purse. Quickly unzipping the little bat, Pierce shook all its contents unto the floor. Rayne grabbed her inhaler, inserted one end into her mouth and squeezed the pump. She felt her lungs open up almost instantly. Pierce left her side to turn his OPENED sign to read CLOSED and locked the front door. 

"C'mon, you can stretch out on my bed upstairs." He helped her to her feet and supported her up the two flights of stairs.

Oh no! His bed! "No, I'll...I can't..." Rayne tried to say but Pierce's arms were on her, supporting her. He felt so warm. 

"It's not a problem. If I let you go home like this and if something happened...if...I'd just feel awful." Pierce said as they got to the top of the stairs. "I couldn't think of you not coming by here ever again to see me. Seeing you is the highlight of my day." He cupped his hand quickly over his mouth as he realized what he had just said. They stared directly at each other. Rayne's lips seemed to part in disbelief. He actually felt the same way towards her? Her panic was leaving, she felt completely comfortable now.

"Why do you think I come so much? I sit, drink my coffee...and fantasize about you." Rayne confessed to him as she placed her arms around his neck. 

Pierce's heart was pounding so hard now; he could hear it in his ears. When she wrapped her arms around him, he slid his own hands to her wide hips. He tugged her roughly against him and assaulted her lips with his. She moaned and seemed to melt into him. It had been so long since he'd been with a woman. Pierce had forgotten how soft and warm they were. He had been accustomed to porno, some K-Y and his hand. Their tongues danced together as he tried to devour every inch of Rayne. He realized that her tongue was pierced and wondered how it would feel on other parts of him. His hands groped at her body. He tugged and pulled at her in an attempted to feel all of her at once. She squealed when he found handfuls of her ass cheeks and squeezed them, grinding his body against hers. 

"Pierce...wait...please..." Rayne broke free of their kiss. He closed his eyes and stepped back, bracing himself for her rejection. 

"I'm sorry...I...," Pierce started to speak but she cut him off.

"I've only been with two other men, and only one of those guys I went all the way with. I don't have a lot of experience at this. I want to please you, just tell me how." She chewed on her bottom lip, as she looked at him waiting for his response. 

He laughed and was relieved. "I haven't been with a woman in five years, we can go slowly. I don't know how long I will last for you though. I'm so fucking hard right now just from kissing you." Rayne's cheeks reddened. She had made him hard; she had turned him on. She felt so sexy right now. 

Pierce led her to his bedroom. It was pretty clean for a single guy. Rayne also noticed his abundance of candles and she smiled. 

"My sister is also a Pagan and sends me candles that she has made." Pierced said. He picked up a red candle sitting on the nightstand and lit it. "This she gave me to attract love and desire. I just burned it last night." He proceeded to light several more candles until the room was glowing with warmth. Rayne nodded and sat down on his bed to begin unlacing her knee high boots. Pierce watched her as she slowly worked each lace free. He quickly pulled off his tee shirt and kicked off his shoes. Rayne carefully placed each boot by the nightstand and stood up to undo her pants. Pierce had already ripped off the rest of his cloths and tossed them in some far off corner as Rayne began removing her pants. He joined her on the bed and helped her peel the tight leather pants off. She wore only silky black thongs and her tight black corset now. He watched as she unhooked what seemed like fifty dozen hooks. Finally the corset was off and he could touch her large breasts. He saw that both her nipples were pierced and she had many tattoos. She stepped in front of him to give him a better view and he buried his face in her bosom. She groaned and her head fell back when his lips found her erect nipple. He used his tongue to gently tug on the silver ring going through her nipple. He sent little shock waves of pleasure and pain through her whole body. As he nuzzled against her breasts his hands slid her thongs off and tossed them across the room.

"I need to taste you." Pierce muttered as he positioned her on the bed underneath him. Rayne noticed his voice had become deep and husky. 

"I've never had anyone...you know...'taste me' before." She said looking up at him. 

"I'll be gentle. If you don't like it, just say so." He spread her legs a little and bent his head between them. He laughed as he looked at her shaved pubic area. She had shaved her hair in a wide V shape, which resembled bat wings. "Cute." He muttered as flicked his tongue over her lips. Rayne jumped when his tongue made contact with her skin. He began to caress her thighs in an attempt to relax her. He stroked her skin softly waiting for her to stop jumping. When he felt her legs relax he pushed he knees apart until she was spread wide before him. He could smell her and she smelled so good. Very slowly he opened her labia and flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit. She squealed and pushed her hips upward against him. He licked her with the broad side of his tongue this time and let the tip dip into her. He found her to be warm and wet. He pushed his tongue inside as far as he could lapping at her honey. 

Rayne was almost screaming from his wonderful mouth on her. She had never felt this way. His tongue was doing wonderful things to her while his thumb was rubbing her little clit. She had never ever been close to having an orgasm with her previous sexual encounters. Pierce was bringing her to the threshold. Her thighs wrapped around his head as she was nearing her climax. "Pierce...I'm going to cum." She panted out and dug her fingers through his hair. This made him quicken his work on her clit and he began nipping her softly with his teeth. She screamed his name and growled as she came. 

Pierce rose up over her with his big arms on either side. "I don't know how gentle I can be. I need you so fucking bad right now." His dick was rock hard. Rayne lowered her eyes to see his wide purple tipped cock resting against her pussy. Her eyes widen as she saw how thick he was. "I'll try to be easy, I promise." He bent his head to find her lips. He carefully pressed the tip of his cock between her folds. Rayne was so wet the head seemed to just slip in. He pushed a little bit with his hips and felt her body tighten. Rocking slowly back and forth he inched about half of his thickness into her. She was so tight and soft. It felt like velvet wrapped around him. He waited for her to relax again. He began pushing more into her when she moaned into their kiss. Her tongue ring played against his lips and turned him on even more. 

She started to push her hips up against his and he began to thrust harder into her. He pulled himself all the way out and thrust all the way back in. Each time he filled her with his entire shaft she squealed. She was making it hard for him to be gentle with her. He wanted to pound into her soft wetness. He leaned back on his knees to watch his dick move in and out of her. 

"Pierce...fuck me harder." Rayne begged as she used her hands on the headboard to press herself against his throbbing cock. That was it. His control snapped at her plea and grabbing her hips he pounded into her. His balls were slapping against her luscious ass with each powerful thrust. 

"I'm going to cum so fucking hard because of you." Pierce growled into her ear as she bit into his neck. He shoved her right leg over his shoulder and held her left leg down as his thrusts became more violet. He felt her insides tighten as she spasmed with another orgasm. His head flew back and his lips curled back in a snarl as he came with her. It felt as if he'd emptied gallons of semen in her. They rolled together on the bed until they were in a 'spoon' position. They looked out the window and noticed it must have started raining. 

"That will go great on top of the snow." Rayne said.

"Really, I know what goes good with the 'rain'." Pierce said.

"What is that?"

"Pierce."

Piercing the Rayne Ch. 02



Pierce awoke a few hours later to see Rayne stretched out at the end of his bed. She had found his massive collection of porno DVDs and had put one in. He felt his heart stop. Would she think he was a jerk? His collection consisted mainly of blowjob and anal films. He sat up a little on the bed and watched her as she watched the porno. Her left hand squeezed one of her luscious tits while three of the fingers on her other hand were inside her mouth. His heart quickened when he realized she was mocking the actress giving a blowjob on the TV. Each time the girl in the film took the mammoth cock out of her mouth and flicked the head, Rayne would do the same to her fingers. Pierce felt his cock come alive again. He watched her suck on her fingers like that for several moments. When the man in the film came all over the woman’s face he noticed her amazed expression. Then the anal sex began in the video. 

Rayne turned to him then, “You like this stuff? I mean this particularly. It seems to be the only thing in your collection.” Her eyes met his. God, he felt like such an asshole.

“Well, um, uh yes. I do.” He mumbled and lifted his eyes back to the TV screen. The screen was filled with the actress’s ass being pounded by the actor. “I would never ask you to do anything like that. I mean if you didn’t want to. I never want to hurt you.” 

“Have you done that with a woman?” She pointed to the screen.

“Yeah kind of; my ex-wife and I tried it a couple of times. It didn’t go too well though. She...uh didn’t let me know I was doing it too hard. I hurt her. I just couldn‘t stop. I didn’t mean to. Rayne, I’d never do that to you. I promise.” He slid to the end of the bed with her, and held his face close to hers.

“But, is it something you really like to do?” Rayne asked as she flicked her tongue over his lips. 

“Yes, I loved the few times I got to do it, but it doesn’t matter. I can‘t control myself when I do it; my body just does what it wants to.” He kissed her then, and prayed she wouldn’t think him to be a sleaze-ball.

“Could I try to make you cum with my mouth?” She asked him. His dick hardened further at her innocence. “I’ve never really done that to a guy. I tried but...I don’t know; I was a teenager, and I couldn’t do it right.”

“You don’t have to. I don’t need you to. My ex hated doing it. The last one I got was from a drunken lady at a party. It was awful...” 

She cut him off with a deep kiss. Her tongue played over his. Moving slowly she sat up. Like a tigress in the mist of a stalk she backed him up to the head of the bed. He couldn’t move or speak. She looked so sexy to him, with her lustful eyes, and her uncanny black hair untamed due to their earlier love making. With his naked back pressed against the cool wall, Rayne knelt between his thighs. “I want to make you feel good; the way you made me feel.” She said as she lowered her head to his stiffened cock. Pierce let his head fall back against the wall. He told himself he’d be a gentleman, and would not cum in her mouth. 

“Ahhh...,” a long breath escaped his lips when he felt her mouth press against the top of his shaft. He again told himself to be a gentleman, and resist the urge to grab her by the back of the head. Just let her do whatever she wants, he thought. He almost jumped out of his skin when she sucked the head into her mouth, and let her tongue dance across the opening. As he imaged the tongue ring felt wonderful on his skin. He told himself to not look down at her...that would send him over the edge. He squeezed his eyes shut and just listened. He heard Rayne's slow breaths, the actress as she moaned loudly, and the rain that turned to hail beated down on the roof outside. The only thing he felt was her mouth around his dick. Very slowly she slid herself down the length of him. Pierce grabbed handfuls of the mattress and ripped the bottom sheet off the top corner. More, she slid more into her mouth.

Then suddenly her mouth was gone. He looked down at her with his chest heaving. Rayne had turned to watch the TV. A different actress performed this time. Pierce felt his dick harden to a painful state. He closed his eyes again and told himself to just calm down. He needed to let her do this at her own pace. 

His senses were set on fire when he felt her lips slid half way down his dick. He took in a deep breath and held it for a few moments. His shaft throbbed against the side of her cheek and slowly she inched the rest of him in. Her nose was pressed against his soft pubic hair and she moaned softly. He felt her throat as it vibrated around his dick, and it made a grunt-like sound escape his mouth. He had to look down; he had to see himself inside her mouth. It was the sexist thing he thought he’d ever seen. Her sprawled between his legs with his entire length buried in her mouth. Her hair hung over her shoulders and tickled his inner thighs. He grabbed a handful of it and pulled it away so he could get a better view. She began to slide up and down his length, and he watched as the impression of his head popped out against her cheek. With his free hand he braced himself up from the mattress a little, and gave himself some room to thrust gently between her lips. He wondered if he’d ever felt anything this good in his life. It was feeling too good and he began to feel the familiar ache within his balls. He quickly tugged her hair; which pulled her mouth off him. He froze in that position and tried to calm himself down. 

She asked, “What? Did I do something wrong, Pierce?” 

“God no, Rayne...it’s too good baby. I-I don’t want to cum in your mouth. You’re going to make me though if you keep doing this.” He said without looking at her. His rigid shaft pulsed in front of her face, and begged to be within the warm depths of her throat again. 

“But, that’s exactly what I want.” She replied and buried his length inside her again. He growled, and threw his head back into the wall. Her tempo increased, and so did his heart rate. He thought his heart would pound itself right through his rib cage. He repeated her name over and over again, like a chant. She started to suck and lick his shaft like some kind of Popsicle. He was going to go mad. Her lips were wrapped snuggly around him, and not one of her teeth scraped the vulnerable skin of his cock.

“Rayne!” He groaned her name as he pushed on the back of her head. “I-I don’t want to cum...not in your...” The words were lost on his lips as he felt his balls begin to twitch. “Rayne, not your first time...”

She had both hands wrapped around the base of him, and commenced to slid him completely out of her mouth when she made the trip up. “Cum for me.” She said when her mouth was not full of cock. She said it fast, and her voice was full of need. That was all it took. 

“Oh, god.” Pierce growled, letting his body have the upper hand from what his mind was telling him to do. He wanted to be a nice guy, and not shoot in her mouth, but every fiber in his body wanted to do only that. When he felt one of her hands snake its way down to caress his balls; he lost it. With both hands he grabbed as much of her silky hair as he could and held it on top of her head. He looked down, and watched his dick fuck her. “Please, suck harder...” He begged. Rayne carried out his wish. Sweat began to pour out of his body as he neared his climax. He couldn’t hang on much longer; he could feel the pre-cum oozing out of the opening. His hips lifted up from the mattress in a violent frenzy. He was going to cum. He was going to cum in her mouth, and she wanted it. He wondered what he’d ever done to deserve a woman like her. He loved the way she looked, her tattoos and piercings, the smell of her, the feel of her, her mind. He loved her.

His head tossed from side to side as the cum began to slowly advance up his shaft. “Honey, I’m cuming...” He pushed her down on his dick as the semen erupted into her throat. He quickly released her head when he saw he had gagged her. His dick slid out of her mouth, and he came all over her face. It was in her hair, and on her chin. Her mouth slid down on him as the last few drops spurted out. She licked and sucked the cum off his delicate skin. 

Pierce had not moved for at least ten minutes. Rayne had moved her head to lie on his chest, feeling the rythmic rise and fall from his deep breathing. 

“Did I do well for my first time?” She asked him, concerned why he had not moved at all after his climax. Her fingernails trailed over what little patches of chest hair he had. After a few moments he spoke, “Yes, Rayne. That was...that was incredible. I hope I didn’t gag you too bad. I’m sorry, I really didn’t want to cum in your mouth for your first time.”

“I loved it. I liked making you feel good. It didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would.” She signed, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She wiggled her way to lay facing him on her side. For several minutes they stared at each other and listened to the falling hail.

He looked directly into her eyes when he spoke, “Would it bother you if I told you I think I’m in love with you?” He laughed a little. “And not just because you gave me one of the world’s greatest blowjobs. I think I’ve loved you for a long time. I just thought you were waaaaay out of my league.”

Her swollen lips spread into a smile. “No, it wouldn’t bother me. I’ve felt the same for such a long time too. I think I’m in love with you too.” Rayne looked across the room to the red candle his sister had given him. “You think your sister’s candle worked?”

“I’d say so.” For the first time in what seemed like forever, Pierce forgot about the heartbreak of his ex-wife and their divorce. He held onto Rayne as if he’d never let her go.

 *******Author‘s note ******* 

I hope you enjoyed the second part of ‘Piercing the Rayne’. Feedback is welcomed, and please don‘t forget to vote. I hope to write more on these two lovers. ~Sylverwolfe~