Jul 08 2008
Naughty Needle Club
I asked Striker, the cute tattoo artist if he had ever heard of the Naughty Needle Club? I was half curious and half horny. What is it like the Mile High Club?Apparently. My mom’s friend we call Corndog had told me about it after I asked him about a tattoo on his forearm that sloppily read: Hell Fire.I was a fifteen year old virgin when this women said she’d screw me if I’d tattoo anything she wanted on my arm.As her friend dipped the sewing needle into the ink then into my arm, connected to my hand which I had up her you know what. I never even looked at what was inked on me until the next day when she congratulated me on being a man and the newest member of the Naughty Needle Club.
Soooo, I’m thinking about becoming a member, would you like to initiate me, Striker?
What do you have in mind?
I lifted my skirt to my panty-less ass and showed him my tattoo of a mud-flap girl positioned on my left butt cheek.
I want to balance out the ass with another mud-flap girl on the opposite cheek while you fuck me doggy-style.
As I turned to look at my ass in the mirror, I had to do a double take as I realized I was standing there buck assed with a tampon string hanging from my bloody vag.
Embarrassed, I pulled down my skirt and told him never mind, as I fled the shop.
He yelled, “There’s always cover-ups.”
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