2024-04-25

I dated a tattoo artist for a while. As a quick aside, I highly recommend experiencing the beauty of dating a man who sees naked body parts all day. Rather than spending time looking at photoshopped and airbrushed photos of porn models, they recognize the beauty in real bodies. Body imperfections (that we ALL have), are seen as artistic flair, and it’s quite refreshing to date a man who appreciates and prefers the beauty of a real woman. One evening, he came over to see me after work. When I opened the door, he was holding a large pencil bag full of sharpie markers which, I’ll admit, seemed a little out of place at the time. I’d been flirting in text for hours, so I wasn’t sure how coloring fit in. Without a word, he began to undress me at the door, then led me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, kissed down my body as he backed off the end of the bed, then stood back up. And he just looked at me for a long moment.

But the look in his eyes was different. He was enjoying my beauty—actually studying it. He spread my legs and crawled between them to lay on the bed with me.

What happened next was incredible. He spent the next 2 hours talking to me as he drew the most intricate and breathtaking pair of panties on my body that I have ever seen. I can still see them clearly in my mind. Occasionally, he would break the silence of his thoughts to tell me I was beautiful— always looking into my eyes. I could feel his excitement as he brushed against my legs, but he ignored it the entire time. When he was done, he stood me in front of the mirror in the bathroom and pointed out, touched and kissed all the incredible parts of my form that excited him the most.

Then he started a shower for us, removed my panties, and took me.

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