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Cum on my tattoos

Erotic fiction inspired by Stacy Cloud in “Heat

My husband and I are both tattooed, although you’d never guess he had any. He looks the corporate type – immaculately groomed, cufflinks rather than buttons, he wears his tie with a pin, Oxfords not brogues, and believes that a man in a suit without a waistcoat is nothing more than a slob masquerading as a gentleman.

Even under all that tailoring, you can tell that he’s fit, with broad shoulders and a wide chest. But apart from me, only a handful of people know he has a huge tattoo across those shoulders. It’s a secret the world will never discover.

My tattoos are a little more obvious. I like to dress up too, especially if I’m going to a smart function with my husband. I’ll put on an elegant dress and heels and step out looking like a million dollars. But the elaborate tattoo on my back is likely to attract more attention than whatever I’m wearing, and I like to wear dresses that are split to the thigh to show off the ink that adorns my legs, too. Naturally, it has the tendency to draw the eye upward. It can be quite an icebreaker at a corporate event or dull business function.

I love getting inked, but even when my tattoos are the center of attention, my husband never lets on that he has one. But that’s not even his biggest secret, because what he really loves, more than anything, is cumming on mine.

He says my tattoos weren’t what attracted him to me initially, but once he discovered how many I had it made him rock hard. The first time we fucked I had no idea he was so into them. He kissed them, but then he was kissing my body all over so I didn’t realize it was pushing his buttons. It took another few dates before he admitted he had a fetish.

We’d gone back to his place after a night out, and as soon as we were through the door he was unzipping my dress and sliding it off. I stood there in just my panties and heels as he kissed my shoulders, running his fingers over my skin, tracing the outline of my tattoo, following his fingers with his tongue. I was getting turned on and thinking about turning around and getting his pants off. Then I heard his zipper.

I felt him press his dick up against my ass, nudging my panties between my cheeks, and I was waiting for him to bend me over, thinking I would blow his mind by bending all the way over to grab my ankles, when he pulled away. When I turned around to see what he was doing, he was just jerking off, staring at my body, lost in a world of his own, his hand pumping away on his dick.

“What, are you just going to get off by yourself without even touching me?” I asked, only half joking.

“Ah, fuck,” was all he could muster, but he carried on stroking his cock, his eyes flicking over my body. I finally realized it wasn’t my tits or pussy he was staring at, it was my ink.

“Oh, baby! Do my tattoos make your cock hard?” I asked, delighted that this seemingly vanilla man had a kinky secret.

“Yeah,” he blurted out, still jacking himself, staring at the tattoo on my thigh. I stepped closer and took hold of his cock, rubbing it against my ink. He let out such a groan that I knew he wasn’t kidding, this was really getting him off.

“You want to rub your cock against my tats, baby?” I whispered in his ear. He nodded avidly.

Leading him by his cock, I took him into the bedroom and lay face down on the bed. I slid my panties off and told him that he could rub his cock all over my tattoos if he wanted to, but he had to fuck me and make me cum, and then he could spunk on my tattoos.

“Does that sound like something you’d like to do, babe? You want to cum on my tats?”

Damn! He was so excited by that idea that it started getting me really hot too. He began to roll his hard cock over my thigh, pushing it against my tattoo, breathing deeply.

I lifted my ass up a little. “Come on, fuck me first. Stick that big, hard dick inside me and grind it around and around. My pussy needs some attention first.”

Straddling my thighs, he sank his dick into my wet hole and fucked me like that, his hands running all over my tats. This was a hot way to get fucked, his dick was thick and long and in this position, he could really fill me up. He gripped my hips, pulling me back against him while thrusting into me, and I was cumming in no time at all – he was relentless, fucking me hard and fast right through my orgasm.

When the waves of my orgasm had subsided to little aftershocks, he pulled out and pressed his rock hard dick up against the tattoo just below my ass cheek. He didn’t even need to jerk off, it was enough for him to have his cockhead up against my tattoo to make him shoot his load and he came hard, cursing loudly.

After that, he confessed everything, all about how tattoos had always got him hard ever since he lived up the street from a biker chick he once saw blowing a guy in her backyard.

Lucky for him, I’m happy to let him cum on me, and I love it when I find him staring at my tattoos. I’ve even promised that one day I’ll get him to cum on me and then have the outline of his seed tattooed onto my skin wherever it lands. That always has him spraying his spunk all over me!

 

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Mimi17 3 months ago

Great story Marie :))

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Rose 3 months ago

As a girl with ink myself, I find this really hot :-)

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