Swallow Tattoos Novels & Stories

I take a peak at those around us and no one seems to be paying attention, some are even making out with others as well. I feel a bit more comfortable as he moves to my neck, nipping and kissing me. I let out a moan as I feel his canines expose themselves against my collar bone. I’ve been slightly excited but also nervous at letting him mark me. Natasha showed me her mark, it’s two wolves with their foreheads against each other in the shape of a heart. It looks like a tattoo. I am excited to see what mine will look like.

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.”

The package barely contained within adds to the sight. His body is a canvas of tattoos, showcased for all to see. A flock of blood-red swallows soar across the mast of two pirate ships, symmetrically placed near his collarbones. Between them, a half-skull is inked on his sternum. A candle burns at his wrist, with smoke billowing up his forearm and bicep, forming another skull and crossbones on his shoulder. There are more tattoos, all in shades of black and gray, except for the colorful birds. They are truly striking.

"Swallow every fucking drop." When Varek finally comes, it’s with a roar, his cum floods Cole’s throat, thick and white, forcing him to swallow it or drown. I follow seconds later, my juices gushing onto Cole’s tongue, my body shuddering as I cum again, my nails raking down his chest.

She could never have imagined that the brushes in front of her had been intended for guests. When the fog faded from the mirror, she opened her eyes and swore at her reflection. She could see the red and purple marks of the hickeys he had given her on her chest and neck. Then she put a trembling hand at the base of her neck. A kind of black tattoo had taken shape there. Three parts stood out. At the top stands the head of a black wolf baring its fangs. Then, behind the head of the animal, a crescent moon was drawn. And finally, just under the wolf's mouth, two elegantly intertwined letters: M.B.

He links as he pouts at me I can tell a smile is trying to replace his pout. I laugh as the group looks between us, Ajax just smirks at me and looks away. I love my marks, but I will have to cover them when I go to my granparents they look like I have a little tattoo at the base of my neck on each side one a star and one a moon both with a wolf howling at it, they're each around two inches In size amd very detailed so they're definitely noticeable. They're perfect.

She explains, looking at Ed adoringly. The door down the hall clicks open and a bare chested Adrian, carrying his t-shirt in his hand comes walking towards us, his entire stomach is covered in cling wrap, to protect the new tattoo he just had done and as he gets closer the design becomes clear, a stunning purple winged bird, in flight spread out on the right side of his stomach. "Wow," I exclaim, running up to Adrian to get a closer look at the design. The details are incredible; it looks so realistic. "That's amazing. What type of bird is it?"

"I want to come over your tongue, and after I've watched you swallow, I'm going to lick you to climax. That will be your reward." I stretch my lips, masking my teeth, extending my jaws to allow him to slowly ease between, and squeeze out again. His cock-head inside, so far as I can, I try to lap at him, but it's not easy. Jaw muscles aching, I can barely accommodate him, and the steady flow of pre-cum pools with my own saliva in the back of my throat. He pulls free for a moment. "Swallow," he instructs, allowing me to clear my mouth, and then he pushes back in, continuing his slow working to climax. "You look so good like that. Tied, stretched, yawning open to take me. I might deep throat yo

He said and she swallowed hard. “What are these?” The tattoos were of several animals, some of them lunging, some snarling, some roaring and some resting. The tattoos were entrancing, something about them compelling. She felt like those eyes were alive, following her every movement. She touched a hand to the tattoo that was directly over his heart and he sucked in a breath at the touch of her fingers, rocking back on the balls of his feet. “I know this one.” She whispered. It was the same eagle that had saved her in Bare bones realm.

As he ejaculated, he moaned louder. When he slowly pulled out of my mouth, I finally regained control and swallowed every drop of his cum. I didn't mind swallowing it .I expected to taste something from his juice, but it's just slightly salty and sweet at the same time. "Fuck! I said don't swallow it." Wayne seemed to panic when he noticed I had indeed swallowed it. He knelt in front of me, his face displaying surprise and concern. I smiled playfully. "I don't mind it. Like I've said, it's precious too."