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Susan's Story - 3
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)
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Susan is a college teacher who makes a fatal mistake
and allowing one of her students to blackmail her. In
this chapter she if forced to get a tattoo on her
breast and to endure the humiliation of having the
artist ravage her body. (MF, nc, oral, mc, fantasy)
***
Author Note: This is a story about Susan, a teacher at
Randall College who made a very big mistake one day.
She had been fantasizing for months about one of her
exchange students, who at 22 was experienced in the
ways of women. He now had control over her and she
didn't seem to be able to find a way to stop his
humiliating demands.
I have re-written the story because I was not happy
with the first version so I hope readers like this one
better.
***
CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER
Susan sat at her desk in total confusion. For some
unknown reason, her tummy felt like it was filled with
butterflies every time Kaz, the foreign exchange
student talked to her. Just a moment ago, he had stared
into her dark, blue eyes and said in no uncertain
terms, "I want you to wear the blouse and skirt...
nothing else... is that clear? My slut is going to get
a tattoo," he whispered.
Kaz's dark, mystery eyes controlled her compete focus.
"We are going to visit my buddy Jim... he owns a tattoo
parlor and he is going to give my slut a beautiful
tattoo."
Defeated once again, Susan cast her eyes downward and
nodded. Then she asked Kaz why he tormented her and
humiliated her like he did? His answer was simple. "You
have one of the sexiest and most attractive bodies on
campus and it gives me a huge adrenaline rush to see it
used and abused." His openness shocked her and filled
her with total helplessness. "I could tell you were a
slut the first time I saw you in class. Besides, I knew
you would do anything to prevent my telling everyone
about your having phone sex with a student."
It was true! She would do anything in the world to keep
his incriminating evidence from the school trustees and
Kaz took full advantage of her situation. But why did
he think she was a slut? She dressed conservative; she
acted conservative so how did this young student
suspect her inner most secrets, she wondered? She was
getting thoroughly confused by Kaz's constant barrage
of demands?
Oh, how could she do this? Susan worried about what she
would tell her husband when he saw the tattoo? The
dilemma was overpowering and Susan fretted many hours,
until the dreadful hour finally arrived. Kaz ordered
her to drive to the parlor immediately after last class
and she did so in a compete trance. She parked in front
of a small building and her heart skipped a beat when
she saw Kaz inside talking to the presumed owner.
Surely he wasn't serious, she hoped? He would not make
her get a tattoo?
Kaz had explained his plan very thoroughly in the
classroom. Susan was to dress in the clothes he gave
her at school because he loved seeing her dressed like
a schoolgirl. The outfit consisted of a shear blouse,
which was so see-through that Susan blushed just
thinking about wearing it. This time the skirt was a
Scottish plaid, which looked very similar in design to
the black schoolgirl type she was forced to wear
earlier.
Susan was utterly ashamed, as she knew the outfit
exposed her breasts through the almost non-existent
material. She prayed that only Kaz and the tattoo
artist would see her in the revealing garment. The
skirt should cover her nudity, as long as she was
careful. Nobody would ever know she wasn't wearing
panties, she hoped.
She would never succumb to her student's blackmail if
it weren't for the mistaken phone conversation. Susan
swore to be far more vigilant in the future.
Reluctantly she went inside quietly shutting the door
behind her. Suddenly Susan felt trapped without any
possible escape and she had trouble breathing because
of the closed-in feeling. She felt the sudden urge to
cross her arms when she noticed both men feasting on
her womanly endowments. They stared at her chest and it
took every ounce of courage for Susan to step further
into the room.
Standing motionless for a few seconds, Susan let the
vultures devour her with their eyes. It was apparent to
Jim, the tattoo artist, that Susan was truly a gorgeous
woman. The young schoolgirl look made her appear
extremely sexy and desirable. Her face indicated her
fear of being trapped and Jim made a conscious decision
to make her feel more at ease. Her hair was pulled back
in a ponytail, which made her look even younger. He
would never guess that she was 34, as Kaz had said.
Jim ogled her chest. He noticed that Susan didn't have
the biggest breasts but they were definitely a good
handful. His eyes focused on the big, prominent nipples
showing through the transparent cloth. This was one job
Jim relished and he was very thankful to his friend Kaz
who had told him all about Susan.
Kaz had lied though. He told Jim that Susan was an
exhibitionist who wanted to get a small tattoo on her
left breast. He went on to say that she dreamed of
having sex with a tall, dark stranger assuring Jim that
she would not resist any attempt to fill her cup with
steamy cum.
Jim took over immediately. He asked Susan into the back
room where he would be performing the tattoo artistry.
There was a big, padded table in the center of the room
and Jim motioned her towards it. Reluctantly she moved
to stand beside the table and Susan felt small and
intimidated by Jim's confident manner.
The room was brightly lit and there were pictures of
tattoos covering all the walls. Scanning the detailed
art, Susan saw the beauty in some but some were
definitely not for her.
Jim felt a sudden urge deep in his groin. He placed his
hand on Susan's upper arm guiding her onto the foamy
tabletop. Her skin was so warm and silky, which only
seemed to inflame his mind even more than it already
was. He helped her onto the pad, indicating he wanted
her to lie down on her back. This was not the normal
way he did business or the way he would give a woman a
breast tattoo. But Kaz had insisted on it happening in
this manner.
'What am I suppose to do,' Jim wondered with a chuckle,
'Surely not refuse when a friend offers me sex with a
gorgeous woman.' At first Jim thought Kaz was full of
shit but decided to go along with the young foreign
boys perverted fantasy. Jim had been skeptical when Kaz
presented his plan to him but suddenly the sight of
Susan's sexy body made him truly glad he went along
with the scheme. Kaz had assured Jim that he could do
whatever he wanted with Susan and he would ensure she
cooperated fully.
Jim couldn't take his eyes off Susan's desirable tits.
He was going to enjoy them like no others, he thought.
All of a sudden he marveled at the beauty of her
slender, muscular legs, which looked much longer in the
short shirt. Susan lay flat on the table doing her
utmost to keep her legs tight together. She was
positive the dire feeling of helplessness was making
her sweat.
Suddenly Jim was envious of Kaz. His young friend had
such a beautiful girlfriend and she did look very sexy
dressed in the seductive attire. Jim's anticipation
grew wild wondering if Kaz told the truth about Susan
not wearing panties. Kaz boldly stated that his
girlfriend never wore undergarments. When his young
friend told Jim that Susan kept her pussy shaven and
baby-smooth, he struggled to hide his immense desire.
Kaz didn't have too much trouble convincing Jim to go
along with his scheme. Once he told Jim that Susan was
a slut who wanted a tattoo so badly that she would fuck
to pay for it, he willing agreed to do the tattoo.
Kaz's only stipulation was that Jim had to tease Susan
first. He could touch her or caress her wherever or
however he desired, for as long as it took to engrave
the tattoo on her boob. Kaz assured his artist friend
that he could use Susan's body, as often as he liked,
once the artwork was completed.
Jim pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
Who would believe that a guy would offer his gorgeous
girlfriend to any man? He could not believe Kaz would
permit him to fuck Susan once he saw how adorable she
was in real life. To top it all off, Susan would not
refuse to do anything to make him happy and Jim planned
to take full advantage of the situation. If his young
friend wanted to watch his girlfriend fucked by another
man, he was only too happy to be that man. His mind
worked overtime trying to come up with the proper plan
to seduce Susan. 'Hell,' he thought, 'I'll even force
myself on her if need be... what's Kaz going to do to
protect her?'
Jim's arms were completely tattooed and he looked just
like the stereotype biker dude. He wore blue jeans with
a tight t-shirt that showed off his big, muscular arms.
He began talking but Susan didn't really hear what he
had to say, as she was fretting about being in the
parlor.
"Please take off your blouse," Jim repeated. Susan
heard him this time.
She glanced down to see her hardened nipples pressing
outward putting two large bumps in the shear material.
She shivered realizing they were so obvious to the
gawking men. "Is that really necessary," she asked
almost pleading with Jim to reconsider. Susan realized
that she would have to expose herself for him to apply
the tattoo but hoped that it meant merely opening the
blouse enough to show part of her boob.
"I think if we are to give you a breast tattoo that you
will have to bare it. There will be lots of ink flying
around and we don't want to get it all over your pretty
blouse," he explained.
A quick glance to Kaz was enough to coax her to carry
out Jim's request. Slowly, her shaking fingers went to
the buttons and one by one, undid them.
Pausing for a brief minute before succumbing to the
vile request, she then raised her shoulders and slipped
off the blouse handing it to Kaz.
Kaz smiled at her deliberate movements knowing Susan
was dreading the experience. Both men's hungry eyes
grew wide in admiration, as the girly tits came into
view. They could feel their cocks jerk in anticipation
of touching her succulent boobs. Naked, Susan's breasts
were even more desirable than before and Jim could
hardly wait to get his hands on them.
Susan kept her eyes cast downward and she was afraid to
look at the men for fear of crying. She had never felt
so humiliated in her entire life by exposing herself
like a common hussy. 'A professional teacher just
didn't do that sort of thing,' she kept telling
herself.
Jim took her completely by surprise when he suddenly
pinched her erect nipple between his rough fingers.
"Now I think we should put the tattoo as close as
possible to the nipple so it doesn't show when you wear
a bra," he said making her squirm.
Susan put her hand to his and attempted to push his
hand off her hardened bud. Jim merely held steady and
Kaz quickly let Susan know she was not to resist. His
steely glare told her to do whatever Jim requested or
he would surely tell about her past indiscretions with
him.
Taking advantage of Susan's vulnerable situation, Jim
squeezed and rolled the large knob, which caused her to
give a moan of protest. Another quick look into Kaz's
eyes, and Susan relaxed on the pad allowing Jim freedom
to caress her tit. Soon he had the nipple throbbing and
almost ready to burst. Susan's breathing became a
little faster and quite ragged, as she struggled to
control her emotions.
"What do you think if we put it about here?" he
indicated. Susan looked to see where. Then he pinched
the enlarged nipple even harder and pulled it off to
one side so as to flatten the breast. Quickly she
agreed with the location in an attempt to get him to
start working. Jim could see the agony written on her
gorgeous face, as he rolled the bud, so he decided to
have some more fun. Without any hesitation, he pinched
the neglected nipple with his other hand and Susan
gasped with surprise from his sudden display of
bravery.
He was talking and saying how it might be better to put
one on the other breast, as well, but Susan was not
listening. She was trying to ignore her throbbing
nipples and pretend that what he was doing did not
affect her. In her mind, Susan was acting nonchalant
but Jim could tell from her rapid breathing that she
was getting aroused.
Jim almost fainted when he glanced down seeing that
Susan's skirt had ridden up her thigh. In reality, Kaz
had slyly shifted it upward and the bottom hem was
riding at crotch level. Jim visualized moving to the
foot of the table, which would enable him to see under
the skirt. Susan was so focused on fighting the
building desire caused by her nipples being caressed
that she didn't feel what Kaz had done. Also, laying
flat on the table didn't allow her to see her lower
extremities.
Kaz caught Jim's eyes looking at Susan's legs and he
knew the tattoo artist would soon shift his attention.
Smiling with satisfaction, Kaz knew his plan was
working perfectly. The tattoo of a hammer and sickle on
Susan's tit was truly an evil plan and one she would
have to explain for the rest of her life. He wondered
how she would do that and what she would say to her
husband. The Russian symbol represented the communist
movement years ago and he loved the sign's mystical
appearance. The hammer stood for the working class back
in his country and the sickle represented the
agriculture workers, which was his family's background.
Kaz's cock ached. He noticed the distressed look on
Susan's pretty face from what Jim was doing and her
desperate plight made him horny as Hell. His stomach
quivered in anticipation and he wished Jim would hurry
up. But then he realized that it would only get better,
as the time passed.
Suddenly much to Susan's relief, Jim released her
nipples. Calmly her hands went to cover his titties
trying to quell the fire building inside her heaving
chest. She watched Jim move to his workstation
appearing to get some tools to begin the task ahead. He
picked up the instruments and turned, almost dropping
the delicate items when he got his first glimpse of
sweet heaven.
Susan was holding her legs together tightly but it
still allowed him to see under her skirt. With the hem
riding so high, the bright lights illuminated the bald,
raised pelvis, which was obviously shaved like Kaz had
promised. There was just a hint of Susan's puffy pussy
showing at the top of her thighs and Jim swore he could
see the very tip of her pinkish treasure. The hood of
her labia appeared to glisten with wetness beckoning
him forward.
Jim could not remember seeing anything so lovely and
desirable in all his life. He was in the business where
he got to see partially naked women but no customer had
ever offered Jim his girlfriend. The promise of being
able to suck Susan's clit and taste all her bountiful
delights spurred his pecker into the hardest state. He
dreamed of sticking his big, gorged cock in Susan and
fucking her until she came on his stick.
Susan saw Jim's intense stare suddenly realizing her
skirt was pulled up way too high. She quickly reached
down and lowered the hem as best she could without
being overly obvious. Noticing her futile attempts at
decency, both men chuckled. They realized that soon Jim
would be feasting on her luscious riches and there was
nothing Susan could do to prevent it.
Jim began the preparation for the small tattoo. He
proceeded to the side of the table shocking Susan when
he brushed her trembling hands off the sides.
Performing all the proper procedures, Jim cleaned and
sterilized most of the left side of Susan's chest. The
artwork was much smaller than the area he prepared but
he loved watching her pretty face twist with agony, as
he wiped his hand across her boobs.
Suddenly Jim decided to mix business with pleasure. He
was ready to apply the artwork but he thought it would
be intriguing to make Susan suffer a little while he
performed his artistry. "I need you to pinch your
nipple... hold it away from where I am working," he
told her.
Susan didn't understand what he meant. She remained
motionless, as Jim continued with a big, playful smile
on his face.
"There will be ink sprayed around and I don't want any
to spoil your beautiful nipple," he explained. "Just
keep it pulled off to the side so I don't hurt it... or
get any ink on it," he reasoned with her.
Susan looked at him with a bewildered look. She didn't
think he was serious but she was too scared to disobey.
Her small fingers did as he requested innocently
pinching the delicate bud, which the cool air and his
fondling had already made erect.
Then Jim went to work totally thrilled with Susan being
so submissive and cooperative. When the first needle
pierced Susan's tender flesh, she let out a small cry
because of the pain. Quickly, the needled instrument
drew the outline and after a few seconds, the pain
subsided, as her skin became sort of numb. The gun
vibrated and buzzed and Susan closed her eyes in an
attempt to relax, as Jim worked.
Slyly, Jim reached across Susan's chest, as he worked,
and purposely brushed her right nipple with his forearm
every time he moved. Susan became very aware of his
bold caresses but she was unable to prevent him from
doing it. She desperately wanted to cover her nakedness
with her free hand but she didn't want to alert the two
men that her nipples were throbbing. After awhile, her
fingers holding the left nipple seemed to pinch a
little too hard and the caress was causing the bud to
ache. Her mind was racing with one grim appeal, 'If
only he would hurry so I can let go of my nipple.'
All of a sudden Jim paused in his work. "Now... lets
have a look," he whispered. With that, he pushed
Susan's hand from her throbbing nipple and instantly
she gave a sign of relief. Not to give her time to
recover, Jim wiped the complete area with an alcohol
swab and innocently brushed the standing nip every time
he wiped. The cool liquid inflamed her nipple even more
and the air made it rock hard.
Suddenly, Jim pinched the free nipple with his left
hand shocking Susan with the bold caress. She was about
to protest when Kaz pinched her arm threateningly to
remind her that she was to be obedient. With a shrug of
her shoulders, Susan relaxed back on the mat letting
her tormentor have free reign.
Jim became much bolder pinching both nipples at the
same time when no more protests came from Susan. "I
think another tattoo on this breast would look nice,
don't you?" he suggested with a grin.
Susan wanted to yell at him, "Don't touch my nipples
you bastard!" Instead she shuddered while uttering an
almost silent request. "Not today... please, it hurts
too much for me to get another one right now."
Jim continued talking about another drawing but Susan
didn't hear. Her tummy was churning madly from what he
was doing and she prayed he would finish the tattoo in
a hurry. It was like her hands were bound and she was
not able to resist his mortifying assault. Suddenly Jim
pulled her enlarged nipples to the sides, which brought
a moan of protest from deep, down in Susan's throat.
Again she wanted to scream for him to stop. Not because
it hurt so badly but because it made her nipples ache
from being too erect.
Susan blushed with embarrassment hoping Kaz and Jim
didn't notice her obvious hardened nipples. Suddenly
Jim went back to work on the tattoo and it wasn't long
before he applied the final touches. He was meticulous
and probably the best artist in the city. Susan's left
breast was red appearing quite tender but she wouldn't
feel any real pain until much later. She looked at the
hammer and sickle not sure how she was ever going to
explain the drawing to her husband. The colorful design
was certainly not something a woman would normally have
tattooed on her body, especially on her boob.
Jim was speaking to her again and it took a second or
two before Susan could concentrate on what he said. He
had formed a devious plan feeling more and more aroused
with Susan's nakedness staring him in the face. "I
think a small tattoo near your pussy would look nice...
and I'm sure your boyfriend would like that," he said
with the biggest grin.
He glanced at Kaz to see his eager smile. "Heck, I'll
even do it for free since I like you two."
Kaz agreed immediately. "Great idea... and Susan would
love having it done so her husband can see what a slut
she has become." Jim's eyes grew wide hearing that
Susan was a married woman with a husband who was most
likely cuckolded.
Frantically, Susan looked at Kaz. She didn't dare say
what she felt but pleaded with her teary eyes. Little
sobs of defeat escaped her mouth hoping it was all just
a bad dream.
Jim looked at Susan's scantily clad body thinking there
wasn't really a need to raise her skirt much more than
it already was. But he quickly decided to become the
consummate actor. "Susan. Could you please undo your
skirt... and lower it so I can see where a tattoo would
look best." Jim locked eyes with the beautiful teacher
and he gave her a big, devilish smile. Jim knew he
could merely pull the hem up to show her nudity, but he
wanted Susan to feel the humiliation of being an
exhibitionist.
Susan held off, as long as possible. All of a sudden
Kaz pinched her arm indicating he wanted her to obey
Jim's request. Her fingers shook like crazy, as she
grasped the tab of the zipper. The sound of the zipper
being lowered was music to Jim's ears and he bent
forward in anticipation.
She closed her eyes letting out a small whimper when
her vibrating fingers slowly pushed the skirt downward.
Jim's heart raced like mad when he saw the first few
inches of flesh. He still couldn't see the impending
rewards because her fingers paused just above her
crotch. Jim dearly wanted to yank the skirt all the way
down her body but he decided to continue with his
humiliation.
"That's not far enough... I need it all the way down,"
he insisted waiting for Susan to comply. "I want to see
where to put a little rosebud... I think right beside
the petals of your pussy... right Kaz?" The two men
chuckled at the thought but their eyes never left
Susan's stunning exhibition.
Another sob raked her lithe body when Susan obediently
lowered the skirt until it was well below her crotch.
When her shaved pussy with puffy, reddish lips came
into view, Jim's cock almost snapped in two. His raging
pecker pushed outwards into the thick denim jeans
giving him a throbbing boner that had no room to
expand. It was all Jim could do to not jump Susan's
nakedness right away. He stood riveted to the floor
staring at the beautiful sight.
Susan opened her eyes to see the desire etched on Jim's
rugged face. She shuddered realizing she was exposing
herself to a complete stranger. Susan consoled herself
knowing she would never do this sort of thing in a
million years if it weren't for the threatening
evidence that Kaz held over her.
Suddenly Jim's burning fingers touched her flesh.
Susan's body flinched wildly when an electric shock
from his fingertips shot through her trembling abdomen.
She held her legs pressed tightly together in
unfaltering fashion feeling his fingers moving towards
her crotch. Jim was standing at the foot of the table
and he could clearly see the wetness between her soft,
creamy thighs. He needed satisfaction in a hurry or he
would surely explode, Jim thought with lust slowly
taking over his judgment.
Both men grinned with approval. They witnessed Susan's
body twitch and jerk when Jim's roving fingers moved
over the clean-shaven area. Her breathing was getting
quite ragged, as she desperately fought to retain some
measure of control. It took every bit of willpower
Susan had to remain on the padded tabletop and not jump
up and make a run for it. Jim's fingers suddenly got
much bolder. He traced a path across the most sensitive
skin while coming dangerously close to her wet, puffy
lips.
The reality of the situation hit Susan hard. "I hear a
lot of women have their clits pierced... do you Susan?"
Her eyes opened wider staring at Jim while shaking her
head vigorously in response to his question.
Suddenly she felt his fingertips deliberately trace a
path to the 'V' at the top of her thighs. He gently
pushed downward indicating he wanted her to spread her
legs. Feeling the pressure and his need to spread her
wide, Susan's body shuddered, as she obediently forced
her legs apart. His demanding fingers tapped the sides
of both thighs telling her that she was to spread even
wider. She whimpered with a tear at the corner of her
eye but she relented.
Her eyelids fluttered watching Jim look down at her
brazen nakedness. He quickly jerked the skirt the rest
of the way down her legs throwing it to Kaz. Susan
sucked her breath in as her remaining dignity
disappeared. She rolled her head upright and stared off
into space, as Jim's head slowly dropped. All the
muscles in her tummy tightened waiting for the attack
she knew was coming.
Fires of desire raged deep inside Susan and her
temperature skyrocketed to an almost unbearable degree.
Kaz knew what Jim was going to do and he moved to keep
Susan from resisting. He stretched her left arm out
from her body and behind his body, as he leaned forward
to whisper into her ear. Then he reached across and
grabbed her other arm extending it above her head so
that she felt totally enslaved. Susan concentrated hard
trying not to succumb to the sudden rising desires in
her belly allowing Kaz to do anything he wanted.
"I'm glad you are co-operating... being such a good
girl so I won't have to punish you," Kaz whispered.
Then he nibbled her ear and kissed the side of her face
in a loving fashion.
The show of tenderness made Susan happy even though she
was being forced to do what he ordered. In a last
frantic attempt, Susan pleaded with Kaz to help her.
"Kaz, please don't let this happen, please," she begged
him. "Please, I'll do anything you ask... please gawd,
don't let him touch me."
Suddenly, Susan's universe was opened wide. Jim put his
fingertips to her puffy labia and spread them apart.
The electric shock of his touch almost caused her to
faint and Susan knew her treasures were exposed to the
villain. "Kaz, dear gawd, make him stop...
he...he...he, oh no, please don't," she moaned but it
was too late.
His hot, hungry mouth sucked her clitoris and Susan's
world was taken against her wishes. She no longer
controlled her hips and they thrust upwards with a lost
passion. A low, deep moan escaped her mouth and Kaz
took the liberty of kissing her fully on the lips.
Instantly, his darting tongue pressed into her mouth
and intertwined with her own. Kaz released his grip on
her right arm allowing his fingers to find a waiting
breast. Susan reluctantly pushed her chest up to his
hand pretending her arm was still bound above her head
when he pinched the throbbing nipple. She twisted her
shoulders off the mat, first one, then the other, and
the invisible ties kept both arms pinned.
Susan believed the men were taking her against her
will. After all, she was a married woman, a
professional woman and a moral, respected woman who
would never stray down an immoral or sinful path, she
reasoned. Without warning, Jim sucked her pussy hard
into his mouth and closed his teeth lightly over the
inflamed clitoris. Susan's scream was silenced by Kaz's
kiss when an earth-shattering explosion destroyed her
last shred of decency. Violent spasms rocked her lithe
body and Susan was unable to halt the impending orgasm.
Her reactions and display of immense lust fueled Jim's
intense desires. His caresses were relentless. Jim's
tongue started beating on the swollen bud inside his
fiery mouth and he licked her cunt with skill not
experienced by Susan before.
Suddenly Jim released her swollen lips and put his big
hand under Susan's tight ass cheeks. He squeezed hard
and dug his fingers into the firm flesh of her butt.
The feeling was profound and Susan thrust her hips in
the air with all her might begging the stranger to
consume her soul. The orgasm soared towards the summit
and her mind was totally lost in ecstasy.
Kaz looked on wide-eyed with a deep envy when his
friend took his beautiful slut to heavenly heights.
Susan's body thrashed on the padded table and it was
all Kaz could do to hold onto her sweaty body. He
watched the violent climax roar over the highest
mountaintop sensing that a little of his dominance was
dissipating.
All of a sudden, Kaz was dumbfounded at what he did
next. He took his pecker out and stroked it like a
madman. He masturbated watching Susan being eaten out
by a real professional. Kaz's stamina was rated in
measly seconds before creamy, white cum shot across the
room. The erotic scene unfolding before his very eyes
fulfilled another erotic fantasy of his teacher and Kaz
felt content to let Jim disgrace Susan.
It took an eternity for the lust to subside enough for
Susan's exhausted body to settle down. Just as her hips
settled on the sweat covered tabletop, Jim's tongue
stroked her control button a few more times. It seemed
that her clit was even more sensitive than before and
she pushed her pussy into his mouth almost begging him
to defile her. Jim continued to drink the sweet nectar
like a man possessed. A few more spasms rocked her
exhausted body and Susan filled his mouth with her
womanly juices.
With the orgasm subsiding, Susan felt absolutely
embarrassment. Her emotions slowly returned to somewhat
normal while she uttered a few sobs of defeat. She
wished her ordeal were over so she could go home. That
was not to be, as Jim was truly enraged. He planned to
satisfy the deep longing in her belly by ravaging
Susan's sexy body whether or not she or Kaz liked it.
But first Jim's scheme meant more humiliation for the
gorgeous teacher. Jim spoke and Susan had a hard time
comprehending what he was saying. "Now I think it's
time for me to give you a free tattoo right about
here," he said pointing to a spot just above the soaked
hood of her labia. Susan was speechless and she merely
looked down with her mouth agape in disbelief.
Jim was totally devious. He knew Susan would have a
hard time explaining a tattoo in such a delicate spot
so he planned on putting one on her luscious ass. He
fully realized that Susan would readily agree to
getting her ass inked before she would have anything
tattooed near her precious womanhood.
All of a sudden, Jim grabbed her slender hips. He
easily rolled Susan over, onto her stomach, with her
wondering what he planned next. "Maybe one small tattoo
here... on your right cheek would be nice," he said.
His finger drew a diagram on her butt settling near the
top portion of her flushed, right cheek. "What do you
think? Right about here?"
Kaz immediately voiced his approval while Susan
breathed a big sigh of relief. A tattoo where Jim had
indicated near her pussy was certainly unthinkable but
one on her butt was not nearly so invasive. She fretted
about Jim really doing it but reasoned that her husband
would more readily accept one on her ass. Jim insisted
Susan agree so reluctantly she nodded her approval.
Jim could hardly wait to finish the bonus tattoo, as he
would then enact the rest of his plan. Glancing down,
he could see that Susan was trying desperately to hold
her legs together tightly. He was thankful for her
slender thighs, which stayed slightly separated
enabling him to see the glistening slit between her
legs. His stomach quivered just fantasizing about
unleashing his cock into such a gorgeous pussy.
Suddenly the buzzing sound of Jim's tattoo instrument
resonated in the room. Susan's muscles tensed in
anticipation of the first needle and she turned her
head forward looking straight into the soft mattress
pad. Jim went to work using a single needle to make the
outline of the rose bud.
Kaz moved to the top of the table. He gently put his
hands on Susan's upper arms in an effort to console
her. She felt his tenderness and looked up into his
dreamy eyes. Butterflies again fluttered wildly in her
tummy feeling Kaz's manly control, which he held over
her. It was like the first time he came into her class
and her body yearned for his irresistible caress.
Susan didn't understand the magnetism she felt for her
young student and she was unable to suppress the deep
urges for his loving embrace. Strangely, she had an
uncontrollable desire to have this young man control
her. She yearned for Kaz to make her do things that she
would never consciously do. Susan pondered a deep, dark
mystery. 'No,' she thought. 'I don't love Kaz... it is
something else.'
All of a sudden a vicious tremor shot up her spine
putting goosebumps all along the route. She suddenly
realized that she would do anything Kaz asked of her,
even without the blackmail evidence he held over her.
"Oh gawd! Am I a slut?"
Susan flinched when Jim progressed to using the multi-
needle portion of his instrument to fill in the
outline. She lay in a prone position sort resting on
her elbows with her upper body propped upward. Her arms
were outstretched towards Kaz and her head rested
between her arms. Susan's eyes pleaded with her student
for anything he could do to make the ordeal less
painful. Soon the feeling was numbed so that Jim's
engraving was merely a scratching sting. Jim applied
the ink over the stenciled lines and quickly the small
drawing turned into the shape of a pretty rosebud.
Kaz bent over the table to stay closer to Susan
watching the art slowly evolve into a beautiful red
rosebud. He marveled at Jim's skill and expertise
realizing, that indeed, he was the best artist around.
Kaz's stomach churned along with the sound of Jim's
inking instrument, as he realized that it would soon be
the moment of truth. Jim would demand payment for his
part of deal and it would be time for Susan's
surrender.
Kaz sort of cocked his head to the side trying to look
around Susan's outstretched body. He saw Jim etching
the tattoo into Susan's reddened butt cheek with his
right hand but it was the man's left hand that caught
his attention. Jim had slyly loosened his jeans and
dropped them to the floor. Suddenly Jim rolled his
shorts down letting them join his pants.
For the second time in less than an hour Kaz was filled
with sheer envy. It was his turn for butterflies, as he
witnessed the eventual 'Susan Breaker'. Kaz raised his
head enough to see the longest cock in his recent
memory. Jim's prick bobbed up and down in front of his
skinny hips, a mere few inches from Susan's legs. Kaz
felt a strong urge to stop the adventure but he
realized it would be fulfilling a fantasy if he let it
continue. Strangely, he couldn't take his eyes off the
menacing cock wondering what Susan would think once she
saw Jim's extraordinary endowment.
An evil smile crossed Jim's face, as he applied the
last few strokes of the rosebud's stem. "That should
just about do it love... I just have to clean and
sterilize the area," he told Susan. "I'll have to slide
your body down... down so I can finish." Jim was
standing at the side of the table but near the end by
Susan's feet. He rotated around the end of the tabletop
so that he was directly at her bare feet. Jim's hands
grabbed her warm, slender feet and he pulled.
Everyone laughed when Susan's flustered body sort of
stuck to the leatherette mattress pad before shifting
down in a short, jerky fashion. She had to crawl with
Jim's help until the edge of the table platform was at
her pelvis. Jim let Susan's feet drop to the floor but
he put his left hand in the middle of her back to keep
her upper body pressed firmly on the mattress pad.
Kaz leaned forward whispering words of encouragement to
Susan. He knew she would soon become Jim's prize and
that made him shudder. Kaz cursed his plan of having
Jim tattoo Susan's beautiful breast with the promised
payment of her body as restitution for the artistry.
But he had given his word that Jim could ravage Susan
in anyway he desired and Kaz was a man of his word.
Susan stared into her student's paralyzing eyes while
letting Jim rub alcohol across the colored area to
remove any splattered ink and blood. Jim cleaned the
area grinning like the devil was his best pal. Studying
the artwork, he noticed one little spot that needed a
touchup. "I have to add a little more color to one
line... then its done, love." The buzzing started again
and Susan held hands with her devoted student, as Jim
went back to work using a single needle to finish the
line.
Jim was now standing behind Susan and she couldn't see
what he was doing. She was bent over at the waist lying
on the table in the most vulnerable position. Keeping
the needle pressed to her skin, Jim slyly guided the
head of his penis to the delicious 'V' between Susan's
legs. His timing was impeccable. He pressed the
engraving needle into her flesh and gently placed the
head of his cock at the pearly gates of paradise.
Susan's head shot up off her arms and she stared into
Kaz's eyes with a thoroughly puzzled expression.
Holding perfectly still to see if she wasn't dreaming,
she suddenly felt the outer lips of her pussy being
separated by something terribly hot. Susan began
breathing much faster and she pleaded with Kaz.
"Please... please gawd, what is he doing? Kaz... please
Kaz. Dear gawd, don't let him touch me there."
Jim found it hard to coordinate the needle and his cock
at the same time. He wanted to intimidate Susan for a
brief minute until he was ready to actually consummate
his seduction of the sexiest woman. His pecker spread
the soaked lips pushing against the tender, pink
clitoris much to Susan's horror. Jim's hips moved like
magic, as he applied the last drop of red ink to the
rose.
The feelings of needles on her flesh, of sterilizing
lotion on her ass cheek, and of Jim's insistent probing
with the head of his cock drove a fiery sword through
Susan's belly. Dazzling fireworks burst somewhere
inside and it seemed to destroy all of her reasoning
and sanity. Her heart raced and Susan felt it was time
for deliverance. Every nerve in her body came alive and
she waited more impatiently than a little schoolgirl.
Jim freed his hands by tossing his tattoo pen onto the
instrument cart nearby. It took him but a mere few
seconds to wipe the complete area clean getting ready
for his masterpiece. The sterilizing lotion felt cool
and soothing but Susan's ass was on fire. Jim put his
hands directly on her well-rounded cheeks and he held
her hips pressed tightly into the tabletop making her
whole body shiver. His feet nudged Susan's feet apart,
as far as they would go, which gave him all the freedom
he needed.
He threatened to ram his cock into her but Jim wasn't
ready to fuck her yet. There was still much more
terrorizing to do. Being much taller than Susan, Jim
leaned over her prone body until he could whisper in
her ear. "What do you want me to do now?"
Frantically Susan looked at Kaz hoping he could help.
She held motionless trying hard to hold her breath in
anticipation of what was expected from Jim. Suddenly he
twisted his the fingers of his left hand through her
hair. He pulled back hard and Susan was forced to arch
her back strenuously to alleviate any pain to her
scalp. Then Jim pushed his hips forward ever so
slightly and Susan's mouth opened wide, as one or two
inches of his cock entered her fiery pit. Her breathing
became more ragged and her heart beat so fast her chest
pounded.
Roughly, Jim pulled back on her hair demanding an
answer. "I asked you slut. What do you wanted me to
do... I like it when my sluts talk dirty... talk
dirty... and tell Jimmy what you want him to do!"
Slowly and with the patience of a demon, Jim inched his
cock inside the honey hole while giving another tug on
her hair. Panic filled her pure soul and Susan couldn't
think of any way out. "Please... please, Oh gawd,
please... Oh gawd, I can't talk dirty," she whispered
in her most pleading voice.
Desperately she tried to quell the rising emotions but
this man had control of her morality switch. "Please...
Ple... Fuck me, Oh fuck me you bastard. Shove your hard
cock into my slut cunt... you bastard... fuck me," she
moaned, as her words were cut off by an overwhelming
lust so uncommon to her. Powerful spasms shocked her
body to the core. "Fuck me... Oh gawd I need it so
bad... soooo bad."
"Oh baby... sweet Jeeeesus. Your cunt is so hot... so
tight," Jim moaned suddenly feeling his lust rise to
mountainous levels. All of a sudden he made up his
mind. He had to break the will of a real goddess, a
truly refined woman and turn her into his devoted slut.
"I have to see your face... watch your beautiful face
when you cum all over my cock. Baby, I'm goin' to fuck
your brains out."
Susan didn't know what was happening. She wanted to
orgasm more than anything else in the world but didn't
want Jim to know. Suddenly she felt the biggest
reprieve when Jim stood up straight removing his
scorching penis from her wetness. His big, strong hands
grabbed her around the hips and easily rolled her onto
her back with her butt still at the end of the
tabletop. He curled her legs up in the air spreading
them to their widest reaches and ordered her to hold
them in the position.
Jim glared at Kaz. "Hold her fucking head up so she can
see... see when she gets fucked by a real man," Jim
hissed at his overly aroused buddy. Kaz immediately
complied with Jim's wishes propping Susan's upper body
upward so that her face pointed at her midsection.
She tried with all her willpower to relax enough to
bring down her searing temperature and hurried
heartbeat. Desperate to regain a measure of control
over her desire, Susan shut her eyes to blackout the
picture of the devil.
Jim's eyes were ablaze staring at the most seductive
shaved pelvis with the gorgeous treasure hidden below.
He grabbed his cock with his right hand holding it
around the base and started slapping Susan's upraised
pelvis with the rigid, unbending shaft. Each loud slap
left a little wet mark and Jim wasn't satisfied until
her baby-like flesh turned a pretty pink. Then he beat
her milky thighs moving quickly from one to the other
in rapid fashion. He made sure to hit every inch of her
flushed skin but never touching the most desirable spot
between her legs.
Susan rolled her head side to side with Kaz trying hard
to keep her upright. She refused to open her eyes but
suddenly it happened. Jim devastated Susan. He slapped
his pecker into the puffy labia so hard that she felt
each blow strike her engorged clitoris. Jim reigned
blow upon blow into her soaked pussy slit until she
couldn't take any more punishment. Susan had to see
what he was doing. Her eyes breathed fire and brimstone
and she watched the monster cock beating her tender
clit.
It started like any other orgasm. First a small tremor
shot through her loins. And then a quake rocked her
entire midsection forcing her to cry out for more.
Somehow her swollen hood was spread wide and her tiny
clitoris lay barren for the intimidating assault. Jim's
aim was perfect every time and the head of his enlarged
penis slapped the puffy bud with each blow.
Suddenly Susan looked at the man dreaming of profound
ecstasy. Jim was naked and tattoos covered most of his
tall, slim frame. His muscles stood out profusely
especially his arms and chest, which were bulging with
defined strength. Susan could feel the schoolgirl
orgasm floating through her body taking complete
control of her intimate soul.
Her fluttering eyes moved to his waist. He was very
slim but then her gaze dropped lower. She noticed his
sparse, curly hair, which was obviously trimmed so that
only a small patch remained just above his extended
pecker. She marveled at the clean, silky-smooth
appearance of area around his oversized penis and at
the attractive hairless balls hanging between his legs.
Colorful tattoos extended all over his hips and down
his thighs leaving a small section around his manhood
without any markings.
A violent climax was consuming her body but her mind
remained quiet and observant. Susan was fully aware
that her body was thrashing and thrusting like a lost
child but she didn't care anymore. All that mattered
was reaching the highest peak to satisfy her incensed
lust. Her immense love juices were leaking out of her
overheated honey pit coating the thick penis. Suddenly
each slap of Jim's cock grew louder and sounded a lot
wetter.
She could hear voices but nothing registered in her
conscious mind.
"Holy fuck lady... not yet. Fuckin' wait for it... wait
'til I get my dick inside. Wait for it, slut." Jim's
voice quivered watching her obvious orgasm commence.
Suddenly he got her to focus on what he was saying.
"Slut! Wait for it. Don't.. fuckin'.. cum.. yet."
Kaz was awestruck. He watched his gorgeous teacher go
through the throes of what looked like an earth-
shacking orgasm and Jim wasn't even inside her yet.
"Geez... Holy shit, she's coming... the sluts coming,"
Kaz whispered feeling a deep sorrow inside.
Susan's eyes widened watching Jim move forward. Her
biggest mistake was tightening every muscle in her
aroused body in an effort to wait for the man. Her eyes
were ablaze watching Jim tenderly spread her soaked,
swollen labia with the bulbous head of his overgrown
cock. Suddenly the wide head disappeared into her love
grotto and Susan felt the hottest flashes rush through
her inner being.
Jim was at his best. He slowly pushed his cock deeper
while his powerful hands held Susan's hips fixed to the
soft pad. The burning walls of Susan's cunt quickly
enraged Jim's mind, as they scorched his cock. He felt
a sudden desperation that her tight, girlie cunt might
rob his stamina.
Fire blazed from her eyes, as Jim caressed her tender
cervix like a love master. Susan stared at the royal
junction bewildered by the one or two inches of cock
not yet inside her coveted pussy. She watched for
telltale signs of Jim's uncontrollable lust but then it
happened. A huge tidal wave of passion filled her head
and cum washed over the biggest cock Susan had ever
seen allowing Jim to bring an end to her misery.
The prolonged orgasm was like no other but what
happened next would change her life. With the end of
his cock still engulfed by the fiery pit, Jim reached
around her hips grabbing the silky, smooth cheeks of
her ass oblivious of her tender tattooed flesh. He dug
his fingers into the firm butt for a good hold and
rammed his hips into her open crotch until he hit a
wall. Jim held still for many, many moments letting
Susan relax.
Sensing that he had reached uncharted territory, Jim
slowly withdrew the long shaft. Susan suddenly had an
empty feeing. Abruptly, the slowness was too much for
Jim and he trust his hips at Susan's crotch with the
utmost determination. Something took over Susan's
flustered mind. It was a never-ending orgasm and she
thrust her hips up at the monster with all her
strength. Susan could feel the sparse curly hair
tickling her bald pelvis but she was far too hysterical
to laugh.
Jim rammed his cock into the deepest regions and it
bore into the center of her universe. There was only
screaming ecstasy and lust raging through her body
overshadowing any amount of pain. Susan held steady
allowing the tattoo artist to fuck her lustfilled body
like no man had ever done. Her abundant lubricating
juices ran freely coating her intruder allowing him to
inch his way deeper.
Jim focused all his attention on controlling his rising
desire so he could extend the moment. Her womb was a
volcano with hot lava licking the head of his cock. Her
extraordinary vagina squeezed his long, extended shaft
milking his rod each time he pumped in and out. Now
that her hasty orgasm had bosomed, it was time to take
slut Susan to the summit of sexual ecstasy. He savored
the intense heat of Susan's loins and he reached
forward intertwining his fingers in Susan's hair. Jim
gave a few quick, meaningful jerks on the curly lochs
and Susan remembered his earlier order.
At first she uttered animal sounds not able to
pronounce real words. "Nooo, no. Oh gawd, no... Oh
fuck, your cock is so... so deep. Fuck... fuck me you
rotten bastard... oh fuck, fuck." Susan kept repeating
the most sinful word she knew, not able to control
anything she said or did. Her pussy convulsed around
the big prick and quickly eroded any further attempt
Jim had of prolonging his orgasm.
Susan cried out for more knowing she was now Jim's
schoolgirl slut. Jim slammed her hips into the padded
tabletop holding his monster cock fully embedded in his
slut. His hips jerked out of control empting his
immense load of hot semen. The molten lava shot into
her epicenter and Susan would never remember riding the
pinnacle of sexual lust. Susan teetered and wobbled for
the longest time before feeling Jim's hips begin to
quiet.
She would always remember the tattoo parlor. It was the
location where Susan received the fucking of her life.
The memory would forever bring her immense guilt
knowing that her husband must never find out. Suddenly
her frantic mind switched into survival mode trying to
think of what she was going to tell Jay.
***
All three bodies collapsed onto the table, Susan on the
soft mat and the two men hugging the sweaty, feminine
body under his. It took several seconds before anyone
moved, before finally, Kaz rose and searched for
Susan's discarded clothes. Kaz felt slightly
intimidated by his artist friend and he wanted to get
his adorable teacher into the privacy of her car.
Jim on the other hand, was purely content to lie over
Susan's sweat, drenched body and leave his ramrod
buried in heaven. Susan felt fully content and filled,
with the semi-hard cock still caressing every inch of
her vagina. The juices of two lovers mixed in the love
tunnel and a trickle ran down her crotch into the crack
of her ass. Jim and Susan sort of drifted off into
dreamland and enjoyed the aftermath of the intense
ecstasy.
Kaz quickly found Susan's two discarded garments before
shaking the motionless bodies to life. "Its time to go
Susan," he said and held out her skirt and top,
motioning for her to get up. Reluctantly, Jim shifted
his body and gave his cock one last jerk, savoring the
most memorable moment.
Kaz had to admit that events had gotten slightly out of
his control but he did accomplish his ultimate goal. He
watched Susan succumb to his demands and his soiled
pants were indication how erotic the session turned
out. Yes, his fantasy had been fulfilled but now his
rock-hard cock was rejuvenated, which fueled his mind
into action.
Susan slowly got up reaching for the clothes to hide
her flustered body. Her swollen pussy lips drew Kaz's
stare and seemed to beckon him. It was all Kaz could do
to resist fucking her right on the spot. Susan had
never looked sexier and the flashback of what just
happened set his male hormones on fire once again.
Suddenly he got the urge to have Susan suck his cock
right in front of Jim. It surely was something that
Susan would never do and an evil grin crossed his face.
This control, this master slave scenario enflamed his
ego beyond a reasonable level and he dropped the
clothes. Reaching out, he grabbed Susan by the
shoulders and pulled her into his stocky body. Feeling
that the tattooing affair was all over, she allowed him
to do what he wanted and even returned his kiss, as his
demanding mouth sought revenge. 'Yes,' Kaz thought, 'I
have suffered while watching Jim have his way with
Susan and now I want retribution.'
Jim smiled when he watched the young man kiss and
fondle a real woman. One with more passion and lust
than any woman he had ever encountered. She may dress
like a schoolgirl, and act like one, but she was
definitely a very mature woman. Jim was more than
content to just sit back and enjoy the show, as his
desires had been adequately satisfied.
Shock and utter dismay rolled over Susan when Kaz
suddenly whispered in her ear. "I need your lips on my
cock, now!" His demand sent a shiver of dire panic down
her back. She looked left and right to see what Jim was
doing. He was relaxing on a chair; a contented smile on
his rugged face and it was obvious he wasn't going
anywhere.
She quickly decided to plead for her life. "Kaz! Dear
gawd, not here. Not now, please." Susan begged him
knowing full well that his mind was already made up.
Standing in the open air exposing her womanly
attributes to the world, Susan felt totally intimidated
by her master, Kaz, and by Jim's superior strength.
Susan was confused and humiliated, but at the same
time, she felt a familiar tingling deep inside her
loins. 'What should she do?' She asked herself the
short question but Kaz answered that question quickly.
"Do it! Do it before I get mad," Kaz said in his
sternest voice.
She trembled and her hands were shaking, but Susan
realized what she had to do. It was obey her student or
live through the anguish of Kaz revealing her
indiscretions to the college and even her husband.
Slowly, she went to her knees in front of Kaz and put
her fingers to the front of his pants. It was all a
blur when she undid the button and then lowered the
zipper knowing full well what was behind the denim
jeans.
The scent of stale sex drifted into the air. Susan
lowered his jeans noticing that the front of his shorts
were wet and stained. Almost in a trance, she removed
his clothes allowing his big, thick cock to jump in the
air. Her breath caught and held for a few seconds, as
she watched her master's cock jerk in anticipation.
Obediently, her dainty fingers went around the
throbbing shaft and held the wide head barely in front
of her blushing face.
Kaz thrust his hips and he grabbed a handful of her
hair demonstrating his need for urgency. His breathing
was rapid almost making it seem like Kaz was out of
breath. The tip of his cock was covered with pre-cum
when Susan reluctantly lowered her head. She sucked the
head into her steaming mouth licking the slick solution
off the tip. The combination of Susan's hot mouth and
the fantasies of her fucking another man quickly drove
Kaz to the brink.
Flames licked the flared head of his cock and the first
blast shot into Susan's mouth without warning. She
swiftly overcame the initial shock and swallowed as
fast as she could trying not to choke on the burning
lava. His young hips thrust wildly and Susan had to put
her hands around them to steady herself. Her jaws
opened so wide they hurt while her young student pumped
his cock emptying his load of chizz into her mouth.
Jim watched Susan's naked hips roll around, as Kaz
molested her, and there was no more beautiful sight.
Her ass was so firm and slender that it made her cheeks
look perfectly rounded. When Kaz started shooting his
load into her waiting cavity, Susan remained bent over
with her knees on the floor. Jim had a perfect view of
Susan's backside and it seemed to summon him, as the
delicious butt wavered back and forth.
Jim bent down peaking at the swollen, puffy lips of her
pussy that he filled mere minutes ago. Just an inch
from her honey hole was the forbidden puckered entrance
and it seemed overly inviting to Jim. The urge was too
great and he swiftly moved behind Susan's body feeling
great excitement for more humiliation of such a refined
woman. Even if his ramrod was in a softened state, Jim
reasoned, he could still enjoy the moment.
Susan felt Jim's movement and she tried in vain to see
what he was up to. The cock filling her mouth and the
large amount of semen running down her throat stifled
her scream. Kaz held her head steady with his hands
while Jim thrust his middle finger between the cheeks
of Susan's tight ass. Possessed by the devil, he pumped
his finger like a small cock. Susan was unable to
prevent his assault on her ass and she felt her
vulnerable asshole tightened around Jim's invasive
finger. There was a small amount of pain but it soon
dissipated.
Jim totally degraded Susan knowing she was helpless. He
marveled at how his young friend had gained control
over such a gorgeous woman and vowed to seek further
rewards from the newly acquired friendship.
All of a sudden, Susan felt Kaz's hips slow down. The
spasms began to quiet in his loins indicating his
orgasm was finished. After the last bit of cum was
milked from his balls, Kaz felt a desperate need to
depart and get his lovely teacher away from Jim.
Quickly, he pulled Susan to her feet, which prevented
further molestation from Jim's finger fucking.
The room suddenly became very quiet. There was a
rustling of clothes, as everyone decided that it was
time to get dressed. It didn't take long before Kaz and
Susan were ready to go. They thanked Jim for the
beautiful artistry but he waved for them to wait a
minute. "You'll need something for the tattoos. I'll
get some dressings and ointment... just follow the
directions and it will be healed enough in about two
weeks."
Jim got the medication materials and stood beside Susan
with an expectant look. "I know it sounds corny... but
I need you to bare your breast and ass for me." His
demands made them all laugh, which put the perfect
ending on a most eventful evening.
Susan shifted her clothing to allow Jim enough room to
apply the sterile dressings and cream to her tattoos.
"You'll only need the dressings for a few hours... and
then apply the ointments. The directions are here," and
Jim handed her a booklet. "Apply lots of ointments. The
drawings will last forever, and I want them to remain
perfect. Just like the body they are on." He said
giving Susan a wink.
Kaz sort of pulled and prodded Susan out of the parlor
and Jim watched the couple leave with some sadness. All
of a sudden the thought of any repeat business sent a
shudder of excitement through his exhausted body.
THE END OF CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER
Please send any comments or suggestions to me, as I do
like hearing from readers. I am fairly new at erotic
writing and your suggestions help. I have re-written
this story because I was not happy with the first
version so hopefully readers will like this one better.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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