Simple Tattoos and piercings Continued
__________________MONSTER
---Here is a little tattoo story that happened right in our own living room. A thin older woman came knocking at our door. We hadn't seen her in over three years and didn't remember her right away. Mother of one of our sons' male friend. Said she was thinkin about us and remembered how cool we are. She had a fuss over Dollie and said we both looked younger and thinner than she remembered. I was already lovin this woman!
-------I'll call her Sandy. Sandy snuggled up next to Dollie, putting her face against Dollie's. "Look", she said "Dollie looks ten years younger than me." When in fact Sandy is ten years younger than Dollie. Sandy wore a tight white short sleaved sweater and tight jeans. Almost no titties pokin out and a tiny ass. Yet lookin sort of sexy in her skinny way. Sandy's biggest fault is her very wrinkled facial skin. But who cares?
--- As we went inside, Dollie brought us iced tea. I sat at my computer chair in the living room and the two women on the nearby sofa. We talked about health and life in general. We really didn't know this woman except for a few brief meetings those three long years ago. But seemed to hit it off rather well. My back was to my monitor. The screensaver was up and switching from one photo sized picture to another in a random fashion, overlapping. Have nearly 200 photos on my screensaver. Most are reasonably decent. Most are of Dollie in vacation and car/bike photos.
---Up came a few of Dollie in the Florida Keys in bikinis, in front of campground signs, at New Orleans, bike event shots, etc. I didn't realize Sandy was watching the monitor as we talked. She kept mentioning how hot Dollie looked and that she didn't know we were bikers. She mentioned to Dollie we needed a big ole biker living with us to protect us. Damned Dollie said "yea, to be my lover." This and a few of Dollie's tattoos barely peekin out of some bikini top photos changed the subject. Sandy was really likin our way of life now. Of course, I turned and was now telling Sandy where each picture had been taken, as it came up.
---Tattoos were mentioned several more times. Out of nowhere Sandy said "I have a monster on my pussy." Sandy had been sitting 15-20 feet from me. As I said something cleaver like...."a what where?".... Sandy stood directly in front of me and asked "wanna see my monster?" Okay I'll admit some guys are gonna say NO! But I ain't one of them.
---- As Sandy unbuttoned her tight eans and began to pull them and her panties down, she confessed...."it ain't really a monster, it's the word MONSTER in my pussy hair". Good enough for me, as she lowered her jeans and Dollie walked up beside me to check it out too. How'd Sandy know Dollie wouldn't be pissed?
------ There it was, a blurry blue tat of what appeared to us as a row of small pyrimids in Sandy's dark brown fuzz. No word MONSTER that we could read, even though I did my best to inspect it closely. Sadly the tat was still above Sandy's pussy and she hadn't pulled her jeans down that far.
---- Now, up till this time all Dollie had told Sandy about were her two tattoos of birds on her boobs and the butt rose. For a change, Dollie kept quiet about her honeybees on her honeypot. But now it was time to brag and show. When Dollie asked Sandy if she'd like to see those five honeybees Sandy was like a schoolboy getting his first peek at boobs. --------- Dollie forgets that two of her honeybees are down next to her pussy, one beside it slightly. She never pulls her jeans down far enough.
---Sandy mentioned she saw only three bees, as I also reminded Dollie they were not all showing. Unlike Sandy being able to show her MONSTER without actually showing her c*nt, Dollie would have to expose her pussy to expose those other two honeybee tattoos. Our plan when getting them in the first place.
Sandy loved Dollie's five bee tats and her pussy. Yes, she said so! Even though it remains tightly closed, the thing is in full view when showing those tattoos. It still bothers Dollie when other women comment about her pussy. I needed to see more to make this fair. I told Sandy she was gonna have to show us her pussy now, to be even. Now remember, someone we really hardly knew and I'm asking her to show us her c*nt right there in our living room. Sandy coulda said NO! But she seemed to be just as ornery as us. After all, a woman with MONSTER in her pubic fuzz can't be an angel! ----------
---As Sandy pulled her jeans and panties farther down, exposing a tightly sealed little pussy, she commented " you are the first man to see this thing in over 40 years. I gave up on men when I got a divorce." I told Sandy that was terrible. Such a nice thing going to waste. Sandy giggled and said she really wanted sex but all the men she knows would want to move in with her then. I spoke without thinking....something I often do......"I'd have sex with you and I already have a home." Sandy said "that sounds like a good idea someday. But what would Dollie think?" I can't remember exactly. But Dollie said something like "well at least he'd leave my pussy alone awhile and you wouldn't be the only other woman he screws."
---Dollie showed Sandy her tittie tats and her belly button wreath, plus her butt rose. Sandy thought we were wild, kinky, and cool, the words she also used when we first met that day. Said she'd think about the offer for sex because she really does miss it. Sandy said she was gonna stop in more often to look at some of our pictures and here our stories. Gave us her phone number and address. -
--- I'm thinkin that pussy should be used before too long. Fourty years is way to long to wait. Yes, Dollie and I have discussed it. Our next 54 years may be just as wild as the first were.
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