It was decided. I was getting a tattoo no matter what; a big fucking tribal design on both sides of my right shoulder. I had always wanted a tattoo but had never known what type, how big, and what colour until late. Mum was hardly impressed by the idea but I was determined to get one.
“Darling, what if you regret it later on in life?”
“I won’t mum, promise”
“You never know though. What if you did?”
“Then I could get it removed from that laser stuff”
“That’s expensive Plus I hear it doesn’t always work well.”
There was moment of tension in the room. Neither one of us wanted to argue. We had to get along ever since dad left mum. I was a suborn person; refusing to give in. I put my head down and turned it to my left looking at the only photo left of mum, dad and myself on the bookshelf. Mum sighed and looked at the photo as well, knowing I could never pretend it wasn’t there.
“They were simpler times, Matt” my mum stated in a calm soft voice.
I stood there feeling sad for both of us; reflecting on how dad could simply walk out knowing we were his family.
“If you want the tattoo, go get it.”
Mum smiled. I looked up at her and smiled back uncontrollably.
“Thanks mum” I said, walking towards her, wrapping my arms around her.
I began to walk away.
“Oh Matt?”
“Yeah?”
“Nothing obscene, please”
“I told you, I’m getting a tribal design. Nothing more, nothing less.”
A few days had passed since the conversation with mum. My design had been chosen and my booking had been made. Today was the day I got it done. It was going to cost a couple hundred which I had saved up, but it was still going to punch a hole in my pocket.
It was Friday. I couldn’t make my booking any earlier and because my design needed to be done in two sittings, I had to get some done today and the rest done Monday. It would be a painful wait but it was the fastest option.
I got changed into my favourite pair of long jeans and my favourite black slim fit shirt. I went to the toilet, messed my hair up with styling wax, brushed my teeth, put my shoes and socks on, and over sprayed myself in deodorant.
“Wallet? Check. Phone? Check. Keys? Check” I said quietly to myself making sure I had everything with me. I walked out of the house, jumped into my car and drove down to the tattoo parlour. When I arrived, I felt nervous. I was still confident but I began to sweat a little. As I walked in, I could hear the faint sounds of the tattoo guns behind closed doors. It was a horrible buzzing sound and made me more nervous. A guy doing paperwork with his back to the counter turned around and hunched over the counter.
“Can I help you?” He asked, very unenthusiastically.
I looked at his piecing’s. They were everywhere. In his nose, his ears, his lip; I felt a little out of place as I looked around at the other staff and the customers. I had no tattoos at all let alone piecing’s all over my face.
“Umm, yes. My booking for 4:00pm” I answered.
“Ok then. What name was that under?”
“Matt” I replied.
“Ok then. Take a seat”
I walked over to an empty seat and was just about to sit down when…
“Matt?” a female voice asked enthusiastically.
I turned around in awe. There stood an amazingly hot busty blonde.
“Errm, that’s me” I replied.
“Ok then, this way” she smiled.
I followed her down a short hallway about 5 metres long.
“Sorry, we’re busy today so we’ll have to do it in the back room because all others are taken” the girl said turning around and smiling at me.
I smiled back at her thinking of something completely different from what she intended. I looked at her arse as she walked. My god it was nice. Beautifully rounded but not sticking out too much. I wasn’t a fan of big arses, just nicely shaped ones. She opened the door at the end of the hall, and walked in. She turned on the light and pointed to a comfortable looking chair.
“Just take a seat there if you don’t mind” she said. “I’ll just go find a chair for me, everything else is ready to go.”
She left the room. And came in again a minute or two later. As she got organised, I looked around the room at the different tattoo designs. Surprisingly, there were quite revealing posters of girls with tattoos on their boobs.
“You get sick of looking at topless posters of girls?” I asked the girl.
She just smiled and tilted her eyes up at me from fiddling with her tattoo gun.
“Yes I do actually. Don’t think you share the same thought, am I right?”
“Meh, I have fast internet at home; if I’m bored, I’ll just look up pics of topless chicks”
“tut tut tut, typical boy” she sighed.
“Well if I had a girlfriend I wouldn’t do that”
“You don’t have a girlfriend?” she asked stopping what she was doing.
“Nope. Last one decided she was too good for me. Last thing I heard about her was that she was posing for some pornographer, ironically.”
“Oh? Well my ex cheated on me, hence I’m single again.”
“My ex cheated on my too. I was just foolish to not break up with her. But whatever, I’m over it; that was ages ago.”
“Good thinking” she replied.
There was a brief pause in conversation while the girl prepared to start the tattooing process.
“So me being single come as a surprise to you?” I asked confidently in a cheeky way, turning my head around to see her.
The girl just smiled at me again and turned on the tattoo gun making the horrible buzzing sound.
“This might hurt a bit” she replied confidently, in a cheeky way back.
She started the process to which I found out it was more painful than what I thought it would be.
An hour of pain and engaging conversation had passed. By the end of the period, I made sure she knew my name and found out her name was Angel.
“Well I better finish up for today, we’re closing in 10 minutes.”
There was part relief on my part for ending the constant stinging feeling but part disappointment knowing this session with Angel had ended.
“Alright” I replied. “So this place again on Monday?”
“That’s the plan” she smiled, while packing up.
“Alright so what time you want me to come back?”
Angel stood up straight and brushed a mass of hair out of her face and over her ear.
“Hey, listen, you can come by my place tomorrow afternoon if you want. I can finish it there if you like.”
I stood there in awe. This hot chick was willing to let me come over to her house. I couldn’t believe it
“Um, yeah sure. What time?”
“Say 5pm?” Angel asked.
“Sounds fine to me”
“Alright then, well I’ll see you then”
“Great”
After she gave me her address, I fixed my shirt up and started to walk out the door and down the hall.
“Oh by the way, Matt.”
“Yeah?”
“Bring a few drinks. It would be nice to have a little company after business.”
I smiled feeling very self-confident.
“For sure”
Following day:
I woke up to my alarm at 7am, I was so tired. I couldn’t sleep as I was so excited about seeing Angel again. I had to fill in time so I did what I usually did on Saturday’s. I got dressed and headed over to my friend’s house to tell them the news and hang out. Noon arrived and I got hungry. I headed out with friends to lunch at a fast food place. I only ordered chips and gravy while my friends ordered burgers. Time was going so slow. I began to wonder how she would look when I arrived. Would she try to seduce me or is only interested in business. The way she talked to me when leaving the parlour yesterday sounded like she was interested in me so I held on to what hope I had.
Finally 4:30 arrived. I went home and freshened up; I re-did my hair, sprayed deodorant and collected a few drinks I had in the fridge. I got in the car and made my way over to Angels place. When I arrived I walked up her driveway and knocked on the door. Angel came out with a big smile on her face and opened the screen door.
“Hi” she said.
She looked stunning. Her long wavy blonde hair hung perfectly from her head; a few bundles over her face next to her beautiful blue-green eyes. She was wearing a tight white top that covered her down to a bit below her belly button. A tight pair of black jeggings followed. Her legs were stunning; long and elegant. Her feet were amazing; very attractive and decorated by a toe ring and small pattern tattoo. Her bust was also amazing. She was easily a D cup but I couldn’t tell what size; possibly a 32.
“Hey” I replied.
“Come on in”
I followed her into her neat apartment. It smelt nice, as if she had sprayed air freshener.
“I’ll take your drinks and put them in the fridge for you” Angel stated.
“Ok, thanks” I replied.
When she got back she pressed a button on a large cd player and sat down in her office chair she positioned behind a coffee table. A few seconds later, dance type music began to play at a medium volume. The music had a great beat; I loved dance music.
“Ok, take a seat. Let’s get this done so we can start a party” she smiled.
“No worries” I replied, taking off my shirt.
Angel examined my body as I lifted my shirt over my head.
“Excuse me for being abrupt, but you have a very hot body, Matt” she commented before clenching her lips together in embarrassment and reaching for a pair of gloves.
“Thanks” I replied very shyly.
I sat down on the coffee table. Angel rubbed a wet cloth over my shoulder, cleaning the tattoo that was already there. She began to finish my design.
“So why don’t you have many tattoos?” I asked. “I noticed this back in the parlour yesterday. Most tattooists are painted in them”
She smiled.
“Well I’m not into covering myself with them. I just like a couple small ones.”
“Fair enough” I replied nodding.
A few minutes of silence passed other than the buzzing of the tattoo gun. I wanted to complement her but how? I didn’t want to come on too strong. I began to think and decided to wait a while longer.
“Want one of your drinks?” Angel asked.
“Oh yes please” I replied.
Angel stopped and put the gun down. She got up and walked over to the kitchen. I turned around and watched her ass move as she walked. It was so good. Angel turned 90 degrees to the fridge and while she opened the door, she looked at me cheekily with a smile as if she knew I was having a perv. She reached into the fridge to grab one of my beers. She did so very obviously to create a bit of eye candy for me; her tits looking as if they were going to burst out of the top. As she stood up straight again she turned to me and twisted the cap off the bottle while staring at me; the smile still on her face. I turned around scratching my head ,smiling uncontrollably. This evening was going really well so far.
When Angel got back she handed me the drink and started to continue the work on my shoulder. I took a sip of the beer. “Arr so soothing I said to myself”. There were a few minutes of silence again.
“You look really good this evening” I complemented her.
“Well thankyou”
“Ok, what I mean is, I think you look really good all the time; like, all the time”
“Sounds like you’re trying to come onto me, Matt” Angel replied.
“Oh no, sorry. That’s not what I…”
“…would you come onto me if you had the chance?” Angel interrupted.
I sat there for a few seconds processing what she said. Angel lifted the tattoo gun from my shoulder briefly. I turned around to face her. I put my hand on her leg and looked into her eyes.
“Angel, you have no idea how hot I think you are” I stated. “If I had a girl like you, I would embrace every second spent with you.”
Angel turned off the tattoo gun and put it down without taking her eyes off me. She grabbed the beer out of my hand and placed it on the floor. She leant into me, getting out of her chair, and pushing me down onto the table slowly. When I lay flat on the table, she mounted me, her crotch pressing hard down against mine. She bent down and kissed me softly on the lips a few times. Angel moved her head back a bit and looked at me.
“Is that true?” she asked.
I looked back at her and stroked her cheek with my fingers on my right hand.
“Absolutely” I replied.
Angel moved her head forward again and we both began to kiss passionately. I started to lose control. I ran my hands down her back over her arse. I squeezed as a hard as I could. Angel let out a small moan. Her arse felt so good; firm yet soft at the same time. She ran one of her hands down my side and stopped at my hip. I felt my cock rising with anticipation. It pressed into Angel’s crotch.
“Getting excited I see” she stated.
“Yeah, and?” I replied.”
“Sounds like I should do something with it” Angel teased.
“Like what?” I asked get more excited.
“Hmmm” she hummed, lifting her lower torso and moving her hand over my bulging cock.
Angel rubbed my clothed cock for a bit before un-buckling my belt and pulling my jeans down along with my ‘boylegs’. My fat cock shot upwards and throbbed a little bit. Angel grabbed hold firmly with her right hand and began to jerk slowly, rolling her wrist at the same time. ‘Oh she is good at this’ I thought to myself. Her hand was so warm compared to the cool air inside the house.
“So, you want me to do something else now? Angel hinted.
“Like what?” I asked.
“Well, I am on the pill”
“And I don’t have a condom” I replied.
Angel sat up and leant forward as she pulled her jeggings down along with her hot pink underwear. She swatted over my cock while remaining to lean into me, preventing me from seeing her pussy. I felt my cock touch her warm pussy lips. She squatted little more over it, pushing the head ever so slightly into the lips.
“You want me to take it?” she asked, grabbing one of my hands and placing it on her right boob while she supported herself with her other hand.
“Oh fuck yes” I replied, squeezing her tit hard and tweaking on the erect nipple.
Angel used one hand to push my cock backwards, sliding it back through her wet pussy lips until it sank it a tiny bit. Angel looked upwards while letting out a small moan, as she slowly pressed her pussy downwards, soaking up my cock. I tensed up watching my fat cock slowly disappear somewhere under her; grabbing her tit even harder. She pushed it ? of the way in until it started to grip. She lifted herself up a bit and then lowered herself back down. Repeating the process until my whole cock was deep inside her. It pulsed inside her. She leant into me and started to lift and lower her hips in a small circular motion, riding my cock in circles effectively. She started to kiss me again. While we kissed, I ran my hand back down her body and then went back up, only this time under her tight top. My hand went up and up and up, pulling half of her top up with it until I finally got to her boob. It felt amazing. These were real for sure I tweaked on her large nipple before squeezing her whole boob. I repeated this for a while until I felt my cock start to tense up. ‘Oh no It’s too early I don’t wanna…”
“Angel stop” I shouted.
Angel stopped and looked at me shocked.
“Huh? What’s wrong?”
“No…you need to – arrr – you need to get off. I’m gonna blow if you don’t” I managed to spit out.
Angel then looked at me calmly and slowly continued to move in a circular motion.
“No I’ll blow” I replied a bit louder than before.
“Well good” Angel chuckled, “I hope you do”
“What? Wh -arrrh- why?”
“Because I want you to” She replied calmly with a smile.
“Oh my god Here it –arrrggh Here it…comes”
I felt my cock cease up as I passed the point of no return. I leant forward and caressed Angel’s body firmly, gripping her back tightly with my uncontrollable fingers.
“Come on –Ohh- come on baby” Angel screamed, moaning as she spoke. “Blow you hot cu –Ohhh- cum inside me”
I felt my cock contract hard. I gripped Angels back even harder as a mass of hot cum squirted out of my cock, stretching its eye upon exit. Another contraction and more cum, followed by another 2 strong ones before they started to ease off.
“Oh yes I can feel your cock pulsing inside me” Angel moaned.
When the contractions stopped, I got a sence of reality.
“Fuck I’m sorry” I apologised.
“That’s ok” Angel smile, “I don’t mind”
Angel began lifting and lowering her hips again, making my half flaccid cock penetrate her tight hot cum filled pussy.
“You’re not getting out of this that easily though” she chuckled, speeding her motion up a bit.
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