“Oh my goodness, yes!” she said, coming up to stand in front of him at the counter. She looked around and made sure there was no one else in the building, then started to unbutton the top button of her shorts to show him where she wanted to get the tattoo.
“I tell you what,” the older man said, holding up a hand and stopping her from showing him. “Why don’t we go ahead and get the preliminary stuff out of the way and we can discuss exactly what we’re going to do when we’ve finished with the formalities.”
She grinned. “That sounds great!” she said, grinning widely.
A little while later, she’d finished hearing the speech about safety and the standards the business was forced to adhere to. She happily proved that she was twenty years old by showing them her driver’s license, and then he asked if she wanted a female present while they were doing the tattoo.
She declined of course, wondering why he’d been forced to ask such silly question. She was certain that he was a professional, after all she’d heard as much from the online reviews of the place. She certainly didn’t need a girl to talk to or anything and could probably find something to talk about with him, even though he was pretty old!
He led her back into the room behind the curtain that the two men had emerged from and gestured toward a funny-looking chair in the middle of the room. She smiled and sat down, getting comfortable.
“So, just tattoos then?” he asked. “The pincushion up front is a top-notch professional piercer,” he said.
Jessie smiled. “I was really thinking about piercing my nipples too,” she admitted. “I don’t know though. It seems really scary.”
“Yo, Stevie,” the man called out loudly. A few seconds later, the younger man came back and cocked his head inquisitively at the older man. “Jessie is it?” he asked before continuing after she nodded, “if you don’t mind, let’s let Stevie take a look at you and see if you’ve got nipples he can work with,” he said. She smiled and nodded immediately.
Turning, he grinned at the young man who she thought might have winked back but couldn’t be sure.
Jessie smiled, more than happy to let them see her without her top on. She sat up without a second thought and quickly stripped out of her blouse and bra, then sat back down.
Both men moved closer, as Stevie began inspecting her breasts closely. She smirked and then giggled, causing her breasts to bounce enticingly.
A warm hand reached up and grasped her breast, startling her a bit. She looked down and saw the younger man with his palm flat on her breast. He didn’t look like he was playing with it though, as he was holding it very still and not squeezing and fondling like most people did. She figured it was some piercing technique to check for something, as it didn’t look like he was really into what he was currently doing and looked more like he was concentrating on what he felt.
Lifting his hand, he watched as her nipple responded. He frowned for a second, and then reached down again, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. She groaned quietly, closing her eyes and pressing back against the seat as a small wave of pleasure swam through her, emanating from her squeezed nipple.
“Nice response,” Stevie said. He looked up as she opened her eyes and looked down. “Sensitive?” he asked.
She smiled and nodded emphatically. “Very,” she said.
He smiled. “I’d actually recommend them then,” he told her, squeezing and rolling her nipple in his fingers. He turned and proceeded to do the same tests to her other breasts, and she turned slightly so that he had a little bit better access. “They’re lots of fun during sex. I speak from experience.”
“I don’t know many guys that want me to do anything with their nipples,” she said, smiling as he moved both hands up to squeeze both nipples at the same time, looking from one to the other and nodding thoughtfully.
“A lot of guys don’t have sensitive nipples, but I’m certainly not one of them,” he said. “When my girlfriend and I are together, she knows that my nipple rings drive me nuts.”
Jessie smiled, imagining Dexter pulling on them and causing her to go crazy. “I’ll definitely think about it,” she said, smiling.
“Excellent,” he said, smiling at her. “If you have questions or want to see mine, I can hang out for a bit. “Actually…,” he said, before disappearing up front for a few seconds and then returning. “I went ahead and locked up,” he said.
The older man nodded, not looking at him. Jessie didn’t think much of it. She assumed that with both of them potentially busy, they had no one to watch the front counter. It seemed logical and she smiled as Stevie took a seat near the one she was in.
“Okay sweetheart, go ahead and show me the area that we’re going to be working on,” the older man said.
Jessie looked down, curious as to how to proceed, but then had a smart idea pop into her head. “How about I just strip down to my panties?” she asked, smiling innocently and hoping the suggestion would be helpful.
The tattooist thought for a second, his fingers rubbing against his chin pensively. “Unless you can get the shorts down far enough for me to see where we’re going to be working, then I guess that might be best,” he said after a few seconds. “Unless you’re not comfortable with that,” he added after a moment.
She smiled, sliding from the chair. She briefly considered putting her top back on, but then shrugged and looked down to start pulling off her shorts. It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen her breasts already, and with her still considering the piercings, she figured that Stevie might want to check them if she thought of other questions.
The button slipped out of the catch on her shorts as she pulled it, and the zipper slid down just as easily. Turning so she didn’t lean over and hit the older man in the head, she pointed her butt toward him instead and slid the shorts down to her ankles. Stepping out, she bent down and picked up the pair of shorts before turning around and letting him see her in her underwear.
He peered down and then pointed. “You want it here then?” he asked, gesturing to a spot a few inches above her pubic bone on the soft skin of her stomach. She smiled and shrugged.
“I was thinking a little bit lower so my bikini can hide it when I want to.”
He nodded. “If that’s the case, then I think we might have to lose your britches too,” he said, gesturing toward her panties. “Would that be okay?”
She smiled and nodded. “Of course!” she said, happily sliding them off as well and laying them on a nearby table with her shorts. Turning back around, she smiled a thank you at the older man as he laid a towel down on the chair that she was about to sit in.
“So, your rear doesn’t stick to the plastic,” he explained, seeing her curious look.
She smiled and nodded, taking her seat again. He moved around her then and laid the back of the chair down a bit, her legs moving upward as the separate footrests came up. He clicked a bar into place and the chair stopped moving backward, then came around and pulled her feet apart a little. After a few adjustments, he was happy with where he had her, and had pulled his own chair up between her legs, face to face with the lower part of her stomach.
“Okay,” he said. “So, tell me what types of things you enjoy about sex.”
She smiled and looked up at him as he prepared his tools.
“God, where do I start?” she asked. “Well, I’ve honestly only been with one guy if you’re talking about actually have sex, like… for real, and that’s my boyfriend, Dex. Plus, I don’t really consider blowjobs as real sex, so by my strict definition, I’m not that much of a slut. Still though,” she said, cocking her head, “I’ve sucked a lot of cocks, so I guess I would be pretty experienced in that way.”
“You like giving blowjobs?” the older man asked. He glanced over and chuckled at the younger guy, still seated in his chair and still listening.
She grinned and nodded emphatically. “God, I love giving them! The first guy that showed me really let me take my time and get to know him, you know? Plus, he was really encouraging and let me know how good I was, so that really helped. We played around so much and that’s how I learned to get really good at sucking a cock. Plus, I absolutely love when I can feel a guy get close and then cum in my mouth.” She squealed in pleasure and shivered, her head filled with images of cocks of all sizes filling her mouth with their warm, yummy cum. “It gets me wet just thinking about it,” she said, smiling widely.
“So, did you want to put something about blowjobs on there?” he asked. “Blowjob queen maybe?” he offered.
She thought for a second and shook her head. “I mean, that really describes me, but I want something a little dirtier.”
“How about Sex Toy?” he offered. She immediately smiled and nodded. “That’s awesome!” She frowned though, and added “Actually I like it, but it feels like something you could put somewhere I don’t really have to hide. I want something really dirty so that when I have sex with my boyfriend or my roommate, they both see it and get turned on!”
He nodded his smile widening for some reason. “Well, how about you put Sex Toy up here somewhere,” he said, pointing to her chest.
She smiled and nodded emphatically. “I like that idea,” she said, grinning widely.
“You pick a spot then,” he said.
She looked down and chose a spot on her left breast, the perky orb sitting proudly atop her chest.
For the next few minutes he drew the text on a piece of paper, then changed it up a little when she wanted it to look a little different. Then, he transferred the words to her breast and let her see what it looked like with a mirror before he actually applied the ink.
Grinning, she nodded, and he set to work. After a painful half hour, he finished, and she looked down and smiled. “I really love it!” she said. “That’s so sexy! What do you think?” she asked looking at the two.
The older man smiled and nodded, and Stevie grinned and leaned over to get a closer look. “It’s pretty sexy,” he confirmed.
“Alright,” the older man said. “Now to the main event.”
Jessie grinned as he came back around to slide his chair between her legs. She saw him briefly glance down to her pussy, but then look higher at the spot she wanted the tattoo.
“I’m still thinking about what it should say,” she said, shrugging.