NOT Your Grandma's Book of Progressive Erotica: Vol 6

Ink

My first tattoo had finally healed and required a touch-up from the artist who had done it. I made sure to arrive a little over an hour before she closed her shop so that she had the time to do it. Since it was only a touch-up she told me just to come in without making an appointment.

I parked my car on a side street and then walked to the shop. Upon arriving at the door, I saw her cleaning up and walked in.

"Hey," she greeted me.

"Hey," I replied.

"You know I close at eight right?" she asked.

"Really? I thought you closed at nine?"

I looked down at my watch and realized it was ten to eight and that there would be no chance of getting my touch-up done now. What a wasted trip. I should have known better and double checked the closing time with her.

"I'm sorry, I should have checked with you."

"That's okay," she assured me. "I live just down the street though, so you can walk me home and then I can have a quick look to see what needs to be done."

"Alright, I don't mind that."

As she closed up, I waited outside. When she locked the door, we then walked down the street to her building as she told me about her day.

Walking into her apartment was a little weird. I had the expectation of tattoo photos being plastered everywhere for some reason, but instead the walls were bare except for the odd band poster.

"So let's have a look shall we?"

I followed her down the hall to her bedroom where she had me lay down on it with my shirt off and my arm and shoulder fully exposed. Getting a sleeve tattoo was a huge commitment, but since all my grandparents had passed away, I wanted to get something done for all of them.

She checked it over for quite a few minutes, peering through her thick, black framed glasses. When she was done, she told me there would need to be a few touch-ups done, but not a whole lot.

"You can come by any time before seven tomorrow if you'd like," she said.

"Sure, that works," I replied.

As I stood up to put my shirt back on, she stopped me. Peering up at me through her glasses, she smiled and then stood on her tiptoes to reach my lips. She was considerably shorter than myself, so I grabbed her around the waist to alleviate some of the stress on her toes.

She then jumped up and wrapped her legs around me, causing me to fall backward onto her bed as we began to kiss like we were already a couple who missed each other from being separated all week.

Several minutes went by and we were now completely naked, with her laying on top of me as we continued to kiss. My cock was throbbing hard by this point and it was pressed in between our stomachs for the time being. She eventually stopped kissing me and then started sucking my cock as if she had done it a million times before.

Every flick of her tongue, touch of her lips and suck were as if she knew exactly how to get me off. I thought nothing of it as she then deep-throat my cock without a single sign of gagging. Pulling it back out of her mouth, saliva dripped from her mouth and she spit on it.

Moving up, she then rubbed my cock on her pussy and slid it inside. Of all the girls I had been with before, she had the best pussy of them all. It wasn't that she was super tight, but there was something about how it felt when she rocked back and forth on me that made me enjoy it more than all the other times combined.

She rode on top with her hands firmly placed on my chest, scrunching gently against me when she would take my cock deep inside of her. We switched to missionary for a bit where I moved slowly in and out of her, being as passionate as possible while kissing her as well.

A request was made by her for doggy, so we switched one final time. As I pounded her pussy from behind, I admired how perfectly round her ass was. She had quite a few tattoos covering her body, but none on her ass or back.

"When you're about to cum, let me know," she said. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

It didn't take too long before that request was being honoured as well. I pulled out of her pussy, she quickly turned around with her open mouth and then I shot my load all into her mouth. The black glasses she wore magnified her eyes in such a way that I couldn't stop looking at her as she sucked my cock to finish everything off.

After swallowing my load and playing with my stiff cock until it finally showed signs of going limp, she then smiled at me.

"Geeze, that thing lasts forever. Next time I'll have to flip you over and ride you for another five minutes."

"Next time?" I asked.

With a wink, she replied, "Yeah, next time. Tomorrow, right after I finish your touch-up."