Erotic Story/Minxie B: Lily’s bucket list includes tattoos, he’s sexy AF

That wasn’t all of it I had to drive her and visit some of her friends especially those with single sons, but she’s finally leaving her flight was boarding. I turned around quickly practically running out of the airport

“Safe trip mum” I said waving at my mum with a fake smile plastered on my face.

It’s been the week sent from hell, my mum decided out of the blue to come pay me a visit and you know what that means; I had to sit through a lot of the marriage talk, may the heavens would drop a husband that’s not a bastard on my laps.

That wasn’t all of it I had to drive her and visit some of her friends especially those with single sons, but she’s finally leaving her flight was boarding. I turned around quickly practically running out of the airport

“I need a drink” I thought to myself

I drove to a bar and ordered a drink, they were few people in the bar and my booze couldn’t hit fast enough, I ordered another drink, I took out my phone and surfed while I drank, my attention was pulled away from my drink my a voice that sounded so sexy.

I stopped sipping my drink, I looked and watch the most uninterested looking guy I’ve met sit on the bar stool beside me. His tattooed arm quickly got my attention, his whole arm was almost covered in tattoos and I was staring. I looked up and realized he caught me staring

“Urmm I want to get one of those, where did you get them” I asked trying not to be awkward

“Oh really?” He asked raising an eyebrow

“Sure” I answered

“What would you get” he asked

“Urrm a Lily” I said smiling

He smiled a small lopsided smile

“You like flowers huh, why lillies” He asked looking more interested

“Because my name is Lily” I said feeling silly

“Oh cool, well you’re in luck” He said before fishing out a card and handed it to me. He paid for his drink and left to join some guys. I sat there with the card mentally screaming questions at him

“What’s your name and give me your number” I finished and paid for my drink before driving to Blessing’s place.

I read the card which contained the address and phone number of a tattoo shop and as blessing handed me my drink I considered getting a tattoo

“On your dare bucket list, is there anything on getting a tattoo” I asked

“Maybe” She said trying not to smile

“I want it” I said

“It’s supposed to be random” she replied rolling her eyes

“C’mon how about this, you get one free pass to dare me” I said watching her eyes lit up.

“Whatever you like” I added going in for the kill

“So where are you getting the tattoo” she asked excitedly

I haven’t really thought about where I would get it but it has to be where my parents will never see; what? Age is an illusion in an African home

Maybe I could get it on my waist

“I’m getting a Lily on my waist” I announced

“Ohh tramp stamp” she cooed

“I would suggest you getting the flower on your flower but seeing what lilies symbolize that would just be to ironic” she said bursting into laughter.

No turning back now I thought standing in front of the tattoo shop, I walked in and the lady at the reception asked what I wanted before asking me to sit and wait

“What are we doing today, oh Lily” I heard familiar voice say

It was the guy from the bar yesterday

“Hey urm I didn’t really catch your name” I said standing up

“It’s Lanre” he said smiling

“So we still doing lillies” He asked

“Yes, a bunch of lilies on my inner waist working down to the top of” I said gesturing to my pum pum

“I will be back with a sketch and if you like it we start” He said before disappearing through a door

He came back after like 30 minutes with a sketch of a big lily surrounded by tiny liles moving down, it was artistically beautiful the way he connected the lilies; I could already imagine what they would look like on me. We went through the door and he showed me to the reclining chair, it felt like being in the doctor’s office, I unzipped my trouser pulling it down slightly to expose the spot and also my cute little panty.

He messed around with his tools before sitting beside me, he wiped the spot before placing the sketch on the spot, the image transferred onto my skin, he brought the tattoo pen close I took a deep breath, he started and I tried not to yelp or wiggle away.

It was slightly painful like being pricked with a needle so many times, soon all I felt was the pain which I was beginning to enjoy and his hand casually resting on my panty, whenever he moved the friction tickled my clit slightly, I closed my eyes and pictured him sliding his latex covered fingers into my wet pussy, his gloves wet fingers pressing down on my clitoris

“It’s hard to ink if you don’t stop” His voice said dragging me out of my daydream

“Stop what” I managed to find my voice

His face was inches away from my pussy, he inhaled deeply

“Smelling so good, all I can think of is tasting you” He said dragging his words

“Bon appetit” I said

“Work first then play” He said tracing lines on my panty

I might just end up getting more tattoos