The rotary motor of the tattoo gun buzzes, jerking the needle up and down… the needle I may soon have running along the soft, wet skin of my pussy, my thick lips that beg to be defiled…And my engorged clit that seems swollen with my pussy juice. “Ahhh,” I whisper and drag cool air into my lungs. My legs drop to my side and press at my knees, toes curl in expectation of the jabbing feel of the needle in my skin. I clearly told them I want their fat cock as my needle, but seeing how Jay is holding the tattoo gun like he is about to teach me never to be a dirty bitch, I can't help but moan.“Hmm,” he sighs, a dirty smirk crosses his lips, quite dangerous. His eyes remain on me as he walks closer, and so does the buzz of the instrument. It sends chills down my spine. I watch how he saunters towards me, dominant, ready to devour me on sight. The extra-large polo almost clings to his hefty frame and the ripped shorts stop at his knees, revealing his muscular hairy legs. One hand strok
In public and on a fucking busy street, I helplessly watch the wind blow away my dress, leaving me stark naked. No bra.No panties…Just me, my big carved out breasts that seductively roll down, my ass wriggling from the tiniest step I take… and my pussy. The fucking cunt is nearly shaved, a death trap. I stop moving for my sanity. My hands remain clutched to my private parts, in hope to reduce my shame, even though I honestly know that the only way to save my face is to get buried beneath the ground. “What the fuck… Jeez… Close your eyes…” The incessant judgmental stares and murmuring around me make me feel awful.My arm crosses over my breasts, barely covering the big nipples. The other hand plunges between my thighs to cover my pussy. It rubs the slimy wetness I earlier had from flashing to my neighbor and letting him fuck me from a million miles, then the aroused man at the pizza shop, and from the dying stares of the people before.It's still fresh in my head… And on my palm.
It's two hours past me spreading my wet pussy on the balcony just so my nasty neighbor can jerk off and shoot his hot spunk in my direction, and exactly two hours past his darling wife walking in on her husband stroking his cock to my flashed pussy hanging way above their bungalow. I stand by the window and watch the chaos.The ground is almost shaking from the woman’s fury. She yells and thrashes and throws his stuff outside this minute, when he retrieves them, she throws hers out, threatening to walk away.All because of my pussy.The bitchy ass that now coos under my skimpy dress. I hate it here and I love it. But I can't walk over to talk to the lady without coming home with eye bags. My stomach rumbles. “Ahhh,” I clao my hand to it and clutch. It makes this silly machine noise.I'm literally starving.“Oh, god,” I look at the time and sigh. It's more than five hours past the time I placed an order for pizza and the incompetent man is yet to show up. “Fuck you.”I hiss and p
My neighbor freezes, eyes on my open legs and the shiny black piercing shimmering from the wet cunt lodged between. I can feel the flexible walls of my pussy part, the soft hissing sound as they thin out, leaving every pink layer to spread out like a wild flower.‘He’s married, Ana!’ My brain tries to scold me to order but seeing the poor man freeze in delight makes me want otherwise.I want him to see all of me. My aching nipples, swollen breasts that haven't been touched for the longest, my navel sucked till it's red and sore… And down there, from my pussy to my asshole…Fuck!I moan and suck in cool air. His eyes pinned on me drives me crazy. My hands are restless beside me, and I burn with the sudden need to rip off my dress and walk naked. All for him.My forbidden admirer. ‘It’s not a sin if I don't fuck your husband, right?’ I feel a bit concerned for the poor lady whose husband is stuck in my sweet trap. I won't fuck him.Just flash. Nothing more.The newspaper falls out
I feel good, not because I'm in a skimpy tight dress with nothing beneath, but because I flashed my nakedness to the deliveryman three days ago and I can't get over it. Poor man can't get enough of my swollen milf cunt and perfect titties. He always finds a way to come back here and correct a signature I signed properly. Today, he has shown up three times, and today, I have flashed for him twice. He’s the reason I am in a dress that barely covers my cunt. My pussy is out in the wild, seeping cold air, and my small rough lips poke out like sliced peach. I don't need to bend over to give you a good peek at my goodies, all you have to do is pretend to recline in your seat… That's all. Good tip, you can have a bowl of popcorn beside you and have the best view of your life. For my boobies, they are free. All fucking yours to drool over.The fabric is thin, so thin that you can carve the hard outline of my nipple from afar. And it's so transparent that you know every dirty dot on my br
Chapter 1: The Old Delivery Man Gasps At My Naked Boobied And Milf PussyAna's POVI’m standing naked in the bathroom, but I’m not bathing… don't plan to.Watching my full yummy breasts roll down and clap with each jiggle, and my sloppy cunt leaking down my thighs, has become my new obsession. “Mamacita.” I moan in my self-praise.I spread my legs apart and anchor my foot on the jacuzzi. It bares my cunt in the mirror, the slimy soft walls are just so appetizing. I find myself humming and sucking my bottom lip like I’m flicking off the drooping threads of my transparent, thin precum. It drips… thin.Silky.Warm…My fingers itch to swim along my thigh, swipe it off, and fuck my sloppy cunt. But I don’t. I only watch.The doorbell rings, snapping me from my moment of silly ecstasy.“Oh, it must be the pizza delivery.” I sound a bit excited. Now that I think that my lunch is here, my stomach rumbles. “Shhh,” I touch my belly playfully and caress it. “Food is ready.”The bell rings ag