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When Dave Met Sally Ch. 01-06

by inkman on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...

When Dave Met Jan Ch. 01

by inkman on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Dave is a 32 year old with a secret makeup fetish. He is long term unemployed, through disability (back trouble). Jan is his wife, she is 44 years old and the owner / manager of a local beauty salon. She loves Dave but is very worried about Dave's wondering eyes. As usual Dave was at home resting his bad back and Jan was at work, earning the money that k...

When Dave met Sally

by inkman on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...

When Dave Met Sally Ch. 08

by inkman on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Part 8 What had happened to me, I was tattooed, pierced, split, slightly ashamed but very excited and even hornier than ever. The extreme look that was now my normal everyday existence was beginning to get stale, I wanted more. If you give someone who has nothing something new, then they may become happy, they may have been happy before but now they have...

Decorated

by exiledmaster on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She was stretched out on the table in the tattoo parlour, holding my hand. The red of her nails matched the red on a cartoon of a Chinese dragon on the wall. In the background you could hear the door to the street opening and closing, the receptionist chatting away with customers and tyre-kickers alike. On the stereo Biffy Clyro were doing their best or wors...

When Dave Met Sally Ch. 09

by inkman on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

It had been three months since I tattooed Carol, she was happy enough, but still I wanted more, I wanted to turn her into my fantasy woman, my creation. Carol often stayed over and was fast becoming a semi-permanent fixture of the household, she even started paying the odd bill that we had such as telephone and gas. We were at the Merryhill shopping centre s...

Great Fuck Convention Day

by MaxineAshley on Mar 7, 2018
Anal

I was so looking forward to the tattoo convention at the weekend, I knew what tattoo I was going to get and couldn't wait. On the morning off the convention, I jumped out of bed, showered, applied my makeup with my flicked up eyeliner to bring out the blue colour of my eyes which complimented my long blonde hair. I dressed in leather as I was riding my mo...

When Dave Met Sally Ch. 07

by inkman on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Dedicated to Susan Business was good, the money was not rolling in but we were more than comfortable. The permanent makeup side was so busy that Sally had to take on an artist dedicated to just doing the tattooed makeup. I had been on several television programmes, showing my alternative look and been invited to attend well paid sessions with psychiatrist...

Owned

by jetolly on Apr 22, 2025

Bunny Freeman stepped into Professor John Penn's office. After the first two weeks of their Feminist Discourse and Gender Theory class, he had stopped her outside the lecture hall, and asked if she was Freeman. Shocked that he knew of her existence, she confessed to being Ms Bunny Freeman. "I received an email from the Admissions office saying there was...

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The Touch-Up

by inkman on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Continued from part one, When Dave met Sally * * * * * The next three weeks were hard, the swelling was huge, I could hardly open my eyes, my mouth wanted to crack, and every time I tried to smile I could feel my whole face start to pull against the scabbed flesh. I had to try and keep my newly coloured skin moistened, My lips cracked at the hint of a smil...