Female Small Sternum Tattoo Novels & Stories

The love of my life. Silvy The day after Goof proposed and claimed me he took me to Tank's tattoo shop to get my mark. Was I nervous? Hell yes. I was nervous about the entire process. Tank, bless the gentle giant, let me bring Ant in with us. Ant was a hit at the shop. I was a little worried the receptionist might not give him back. It took Tank forty five minutes to finish the work on my shoulder. According to Goof that is the least sexy part of my body. Did it burn? Sure. But not as bad as I thought it would be. I wanted to see what it looked like. Tank stood me in front of his mirror. It was amazing. It looked my the Renegades emblem with a motorcycle driving through the middle of it. A

She raised an eyebrow when she saw the sterile tools. “What’s that?” she asked. “Something permanent.” “A tattoo?” I nodded. “Yours?” “No. Yours. Only if you want it.” She stared for a second, then smiled. “Where?” “Here.” I pointed just under her breast. “Small and discreet.” She took a breath. “What does it say?” I showed her the design. It was my symbol, my signature mark. Only people who knew would understand what it meant. She held the paper in her hands then nodded.

Memories of biting her there just a few days ago flooded his mind, and he couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of remorse. A beautiful woman with a heartbeat tattoo on her collarbone exudes an air of subtle allure. A small heart was at the end with an open space. The tattoo was small but enough to melt any person to devour her with love. Her collarbone is delicately defined, drawing attention to the intricate tattoo. The design features a lifelike heartbeat line, elegantly rendered in dark ink, mirroring the rhythm of her own heart. The tattoo adds a touch of mystique to her appearance, symbolizing the vitality and passion that reside within her. As her heartbeat flutters beneath the inke

"What the fu-" "The tattoos." I push the mass of doctors away from her and turn my gaze to her ribcage. There are several small tattoos, but each one is easily distinguishable from the others. The first in the line is a wolf's head with a number eight between the eyes. Next is an arrow, a dagger, two crossed arrows, a gun, and a target symbol.

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

Both thighs have a chandelier-style garter tattoo that looks smoking hot, each one ending with a crescent moon at the bottom, ending just above the back of her knees. “Whoa, those tattoos are pretty incredible, and really sexy, I can’t wait to admire them in person…” I say, wishing I could run my hands over the goddess before me. Damn… “And this one?” She says, pointing at her ass with a long black stiletto nail. She moves closer to the camera, turning ever so slightly. I’m about to tell her that her ass is hotter than the tats when I spot the small tattoo on it. I lean closer to read it, my eyes widening in surprise.

Wife gets a tattoo and more. Enjoy.. ********** My wife Tabi and I were talking about girls getting tattoos. She was saying how she didn't think she would want something permanent. She was certain that she didn't want anything permanent that someone could see. I personally think tiny tattoos strategically placed are cute and sexy on petite girls. She agreed but not certain she wants to take the chance of changing her mind later. She also wasn't sure she wanted a tattoo artist drawing the tattoo on her body in a place that wouldn't be seen even when she is wearing a bikini.

He asked. "You want it now?" She blinked. "Yeah, little fox" he replied, and she bit her lip before sitting up. He sat up too, facing her. She suddenly pulled down the arms of her top, revealing her collarbones. Below her left collarbone, there's a new tattoo in Spanish which reads... "propiedad de Xhen" Meaning...XHEN'S PROPERTY. Roonie's eyes darkened, and his expression deepened as he stared at the sexist ink he has ever seen.

Letting go of Samantha’s hand, I watch as she positions herself on the chair before I move closer so I can stand next to her. “Great,” Dante murmurs. “I was told you want a tattoo of shaded bricks with a flower growing out of them.” Samantha nods. “And I want the words ‘stronger than ever’ over the bricks as if it’s graffiti.” Dante nods, then asks, “Where do you want the tattoo?” Her features tighten, and she looks more nervous than usual as she gestures at her side. When I realize it will be a couple of inches beneath her breast, there’s a burst of jealousy in my chest because Dante will be working close to what I consider mine.

“And when do you suppose we do this? What are you thinking of getting?” “Hmmm,” Ostana hummed and I could picture her brows drawn together in thought, finger tapping her chin, and the million of tattooing ideas sprouting; Ostana was quite crazy, so I had no doubt in my mind she’d want to go full out - a back tattoo or maybe a full sleeve to start her tattooing experience. “If we do this,” I suddenly spoke, fixing a strand of my hair. “I want something small, Ana.” “Yeah, yeah prude,” Ostana joked and I cracked a smile. “But I’m thinking of something bold and Asian- Oh! Maybe I’ll get a sleeve, but on my leg instead of my arm… Laker will think it’s hot as fuck.”