The body mod charity had been a great success for Mike and Jess. They have raised a lot of money for charities and as their creations appeared in some bigger tattoo magazines so their publicity increased and let several new customers into their shop. Jess was very happy when she thought back on the last year. But she also had to prepare for the next events:...
The reason I like fucking women in the ass so much, besides the fact that it's tighter and warmer, is that it teaches a slut what she's good for: being fucked in whatever hole feels best to the man. You see, sex (and really life) should be about the man's needs. Once a woman has devoted herself to pleasing her man and only then, the residual efforts should g...
Part 1- The Armoire Marisa lay on her belly, her face buried in a pillow. "Ooohhh," she moaned softly as she slowly kneaded her crotch with her right hand and stimulated her nipples with her left. Humping her hand gently with her hips, Marisa concentrated on her horniness. She craved the orgasm that she had been slowly working up to for an hour. Her right h...
Guess I shouldn't have been surprised it would come to this. Jack always insisted he was getting better, but sure enough, he was up to his old tricks: Stealing shit to fund his 'kicked' dope habit. Now I'm sitting on my front porch as Detective Pindick goes through my shit. He probably thinks I'm in on it. I'm sure to him that anyone with tattoos and a mohaw...
"So, I was thinking," Sandy said. "You really could use a tattoo." I swiveled back across the table and tipped my Cervesa. "Oh, shit." I managed to grab the bottle before it emptied on the rattan table top. A little to mop up, I swabbed what I could and asked, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" "I would like you to get a tattoo," she replied. Her eyes were lik...
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...
Carmen hit a soft lob over her opponent's head and charged to the net. The blonde she was dueling hustled back to the baseline and returned a cross-court shot that made the professor lunge and lose her balance The ball died on her racket, as did the match, and the blonde jogged up to the net wearing the victor's grin. "Great shot," Carmen mumbled. "I though...
I've heard stories about news photographers who get shot because when they put the camera viewfinder to their eye, they forget that they're actually in a dangerous situation and think they're just watching something happening to someone else. It's like extreme voyeurism. I know it sounds strange, but I believe it. I believe it because it happened to me. I'm...
I was just walking by her house, still with all my training gear on, and I saw her playing with her kid. I smiled, lifted my hand and waved in a friendly manner. She immediately turned around and said in a low voice, loud enough for me to hear her. "Emil, tattooed people are dirty, stay away from them. Come, let's go back into the house." "Wow, someone nee...
An Appealing Proposition: "A Tribute to Being Single on Valentine's Day" I woke from the dream with a start, looking around my bedroom, empty but for myself and a few meager furnishings. Shaking my head slowly, I looked at the clock. It was nearly three in the morning, not an uncommon occurrence. Usually, when I woke at this time, it was because of someth...