Small Matching Sister Tattoos Novels & Stories

He puts his shirt back on and relaxes against the shelves opposite me, our feet touching. He tries to look at ease but I know showing me something like that haas left him feeling vulnerable. He didn’t have to, yet he did. “I understand. My mother will throw a fit if she finds out I have a tattoo on my lower back.” He tilts his head in silent regard. “So why do you have that? You don’t strike me to be one who went through a rebellious phase.” “Because I didn’t. I had the tattoo done after I got the message that my sister was dead. Something about her committing suicide. She really loved the lotus, especially the white ones.” A smile creeps onto my face at a memory that springs up.

“Do you like it?” Her eyes shimmered. “It’s amazing.” She glanced down at her foot. “It’s exactly like mine.” “Of course. Tig did it to match.” She traced the tattoo carefully, examining the one placed over my heart—Lena’s name scripted beautifully. Beneath it was a smaller version of the same feather design she had on her foot.

My sister. She is dressed in a flowing white dress that billows behind her in the wind, making it seem as if she has wings. The tattoos… symbols of The Shadows and The Zombies… are visible on her arms, yet apart from that, there is no trace of the harsh life of the underworld upon her. Her long, dark hair cascades around her shoulders, and her eyes mirror mine… a clear, warm hazel. She is like a perfect version of me. “Amber?” I hear my own voice tremble, uncertainty creeping in. “Is this a dream or reality?”

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.

Three quarters buried, I released her tits, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back, hard, filling her. "Fuck!" she gasped, grinding her hips against me. "Damn, I needed that. My sister has had me in a constant state of teasing for over a week now." I looked down at the sexy thing, getting a good view of her tramp stamp for the first time. She had a four-leaf clover centered on her lower back, with intricate vines curling away. Looking carefully, I could see that the vines on the left side spelled out "Lucky" in cursive, on the right side, it read "You." Lucky You. Nice.

" She grabs my arm to keep me from removing my shirt. "You can get undressed," Tracy nods to my sister. Susan quickly sheds her clothes and steps over next to Tracy. With both of them facing me, my cock responds to their drastically different bodies. Susan's large tits, thick nipples and wide areolas are a stark contrast to Tracy's smaller breasts, quarter-sized areolas and light pink nipples.

Gianna gazed down at her wrist, looking at the small tattoo she got in her teenage years. It was a dandelion, some of the seeds scattered as if blown by the wind, forming a small musical note. Nothing about the drawing was unique, as surely, a lot of women already had the same tattoo as hers now. She had been thinking about erasing it many times over but decided not to. The black ink looked good in her milky skin, but she would rather it stayed hidden.

My little sister was still so cute, but I immediately saw a small tattoo on her shoulder blade. "Lily, why didn't you tell me you got a tattoo?" "See, this is why I don't want to spend too much time with my brother. You nag so much more than Mom does." Alpha and Luna smiled. Although I was a little embarrassed, I immediately introduced them to each other. My little sister immediately showed her respect and affection towards Luna, whom she had never seen before. "Luna, I really like your hair!" "Thank you, Lily. God knows how much I envy your eye smile."

She declared, “I bought sister bangles!” Handing one to Scarlett, Kate winked, “For Scarlett.” She picked one and handed it to Gaby and then to Kenzie. “To Gaby and Kenzie. I have one too!” “Of course, Mom has her own, but it’s different from ours,” Kate said, before giving Samantha her own bracelet. Scarlett smiled at her bracelet, and she was surprised to see it was already engraved on the back. It read [Little Sister, Scarlett]. That utterly made Scarlett smile, and tears threaten to fall from her eyes. She said, “I - I never really had a sister.”

“Bigger than I planned, but it works. You want to look around?” I shook my head, my mind already made up. “Actually… I need you for something a little more personal.” Jaden raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh?” I rolled up my sleeve, exposing my wrist. “I want a tattoo. Something meaningful.” He nodded, walking closer, eyes scanning me like he could read the story etched in my veins. “Go on.” I inhaled sharply. “I want my sister’s name—Luna—inked on my wrist. And… with an infinity symbol. Around it, connected. Something that… shows she’s always with me.”