Easy Hourglass Tattoo Drawing Novels & Stories

"Almost done! Just a little touch-up!" A focused Travis hissed as his slim fingers made shades of lines on a portrait he had been drawing. He carefully made a four with his legs that were nervously trembling as he traced his pencil on the portrait— afraid that he'd make a mistake. He stopped for a brief moment and went on to take a sip of orange juice. "And-d-d…done!" He expressed happily while exhaling deep breaths of relief. His eyes that were glowing with glee averted themselves from the portrait, towards a void of blackness that was decorated by birthstone-blue stars in the shapes of pentagrams.

A hundred lines. He kept drawing until the entire square of sand was covered in marks. Then, he dropped the stick. He looked at Elias, and he smiled. It was not a smile of malice. It was the terrifying, factual smile of mathematics. We are infinite, the drawing said. You broke one gear. You cannot break the factory. Elias looked at the hundreds of tallies in the sand. He did not flinch. Elias reached out and picked up the driftwood. He didn't erase the human’s drawing. He simply drew a single, thick, unbroken line completely surrounding the grid. A wall.

“Hmmm…” She pulls the drawing materials from beneath her and starts sketching. No, this isn't the usual one she’s painted before… This is just my cock! She doesn't care to put a body to it, just the start of my tattoo, down to my big cock, folded in white shorts. “Lena… fuck…” I groan and stroke harder. When she shifts the sheet back to her pussy and straddles it underneath her, I lose my damn mind. Precum shoots off the tip of my cock, stains my hands, and mixes with her thin cream on the balls!

Danika responded. "Who drew it?" She asked. "I wish I knew. It was visible after I shifted. It was never there before and no one drew it on my body," she replied. The tattoo was the picture of a wolf howling under the moon. "It is beautiful though." "Thank you Ms. Nahigra." She said as she grabbed an apple. "Thanks for the fruits too." She said and got watered by Nicholas again. "Nicholas stop!" She yelled. "Do you know Danika?" Nahigra asked Hoots who was preparing where his wife would lie down to sleep.

Jerome inquired. “Mainly three gold shackles, one in each nipple, and one in her left cunt lip. They look like small quarter sized U shaped horseshoes with pins through the open end of the U. That’s the part that pierces her flesh. It shouldn’t take more than 15 minutes for them to complete the task. Tomorrow they’ll do the tattoo on her for us, but that takes more time, and I didn’t think you’d want to waste too much of tonight on something for us. Did you?” “That’ll work,” Jerome replied, “I just need her mouth, and ass tonight anyway.”

Instantly my mouth drop open. " Is it good ? ", He asks a bit nervously. " It's...Ethan...it's too g..good.", I say. His lips bunch into wide smile after a second. " Really ?", he asks with shining eyes. I couldn't get any words to reply him. Cause I was overwhelmed seeing the drawing. I didn't expect him to draw my eyes this beautifully. He has drawn the pupils so carefully. Perfect light blue irises with dark blue flakes and sapphire rings surrounding it, glowing in the light. The dark long eyelashes are traced perfectly and the curve of the eyes is magnificent. It looks original. It's so perfect.

His voice is that of someone who has reached a foreign river and looks for the first plank to cross. I take the charcoal. My outline trembles at first—the curve of the lake, the shore, small lines for the pillars, spirals for the grooves, a dashed line for the bridge until I stop, because that’s as far as I could see without looking. For the wall, I draw a looped mark: no edge, no frame.

] Granny smiled before she cut the mindlink. I slipt down the sofa and sneaked into Kirsch's office before I found myself some paper and a pencil. The afternoon was bright and sleepy as the sunshine cast on the sofa. I lay on my belly as I drew the design I liked the most so far. I didn't rush into it as I had my fun, laying on my belly with my legs in the air. The sun moved across the window as time passed by. It was when I finished the super huge design that I realized Al wasn't back yet.

I twist a little to the side so I can see it clearly—the mark. It's truly red, like a bold, fearless tattoo shaped like a sun with sharp pointed rays stretching out in all directions. At the center, there is a large crescent moon cradling a five-pointed star, as if the crescent moon is protecting the star. Around the moon and star, there are small dots growing bigger with each next dot, and below the crescent moon, there is a bigger dot and even more dots that trail down in a straight line, leading into two sharp triangles pointing downwards. How did this mark end up on my body?

Chapter thirty-three Anabelle Pov The hall was noisy, the moderators were discussing with each other. While other members were whispering. I couldn't think about the noise. I closed my eyes and started mapping out the drawing found. I drew the mountains first, filling it with amber color, the mountain was filled with different giant trees. After properly drawing the mountain I drew the moon-bird. It was so fine to my eyes, I couldn't believe I was able to draw the same art work and it was better than the previous one.