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28/06/2009
I would like to tell you how! Three years ago I met the man I later married. I had been down in the dumps and in need of cheering up because my fiancé had been working abroad for three months, when he was due back he decided to stay for another three months saying, “We need the money”. I have a small tattoo on my shoulder, (an impulse thing when I was younger) it always drew a lot of attention from the opposite sex when they saw it. I was 25; fiancé away and to cheere my self up I was inspired to have another tattoo, my mind made up I made an appointment at the local tattoo parlour to go that evening after work. I arrived at the appointed time with no idea of what I wanted, the tattooist whom I found to be very cute and about six feet tall with long dark hair tied back into a ponytail. He introduced himself as Mark and suggested we went through to his room (where he did the tattoos) and sat me down to look through his catalogue of art work saying “or I could work from your own ideas”. He asked where I wanted my tattoo, saying “most people nowadays prefer them on their shoulders but as you have one there already perhaps you’d preferred one lower down”. I immediately thought he was referring to my pussy, and to be honest I wasn’t very keen on that idea. “I hope you don’t mind me saying so” he continued “but you’ve got fantastic pair of breasts maybe you could have one there”. I hadn’t even considered this before, and the idea that he was ogling me turned me on. And when I though about it more, and reminded myself just how long it was since I’d last had sex, I decided to go for it. He was pretty good looking, after all. I picked out the design and began to unbutton my blouse. Once Mark had got his equipment ready, I stood up and took it off, looking down at him. He gazed back into my eyes and it was a very erotic moment. Slowly! I unhooked my bra and let my boobs swing free. I was teasing him now, and he seemed to be enjoying it, if the bulge in his shorts was anything to go by. “Right, whereabouts?” he asked. “About here” I said, taking hold of my right breast. As I cupped it, I ran my hand over my nipple and stared directly into Mark’s eyes. He smiled at me and reached forward to brush the area I’d pointed out with his fingers. My body trembled with excitement. At that point. He realised just how much he was turning me on. Putting down the needle, he cupped my breast. “About here?” he said learning forward. “That’s right” I gasped, running my hand over my other boob and squirming in the chair. Mark began to kiss and lick me, taking my nipple into his mouth and pulling it between his teeth. My breathing got heavier and I began to push myself against him. He then leaned further forward and I felt his crotch rubbing against my leg. His bulge had now become a huge hard-on, and I giggled with excitement. As Mark kissed all around my breasts. I reached down and ran my hand along his shaft. He let out a deep groan and his cock twitched. My pussy was throbbing and I could feel the moisture leaking into my g-string. I pushed my hand into his shorts and began to jack him off as best as I could. One of marks hands eased my skirt up round my hips showing that my g-string had disappeared between my bulging labia. Marks face was an absolute picture as he took in the sight of my bulging labia he lowered his head while moving my g-string to one side so that he could lap at my moisture. I fell back into the chair spreading my legs as wide as I could. Mark moved in and began to lick my clit, sliding two or three fingers into my hole as he did so. I was pushing my hips against him as I messaged my boobs his excellent licking and sucking technique sent my body wild. A few minutes later, he stood up and pulled his shorts down. His purple helmet stuck out and he was longer and thicker than I had expected. Instinctively I spread my legs wider as he moved down between them. I felt him nudge my lips and slipped my fingers down to spread my lips to ease penetration as he slowly slipped into me. He pushed as deep as he could go; I was totally full up and I had taken all but the last two inches. He then started to buck back and forth very slowly as we matched thrust for counter thrust picking up speed. Soon we were going at full speed and as our pubic mounds met I had taken his full length. I soon felt the pressure build as his helmet began hitting my cervix, an instant later I was reeling through an enormous orgasm as mark buried his head in my cleavage and sucked my nipples into his gob, as I locked my legs round his back. I reached round his butt and spread his cheeks tickling his ring; this had some affect on him as he stopped nibbling my nipples looked into my eyes. Giving a loud groan “I’m Cumming” leaving it to late to pull out he began to shoot his fertile cum inside me. He kept grinding into me as the spunk dripped out onto the chair. Gradually. We came to a halt and just sat there for a while, enjoying that post coital glow. I didn’t actually get the tattoos done that day, as we spent the rest of the night and the next day in the flat above the shop, getting to know each other better, as it were. In fact I only went home to pack, and we married before my pregnancy showed; as for my fiancé I never did see him again. I now get a tattoo on the annerversary of our meeting by renacting it.
Poster:
Trudy X
