Tattooed Instructions - Prep (02)

In the first instalment of this story, Nova submits herself to a tattoo artist, Phoenix, who draws words all over her body to help her choose how naughty and daring her tattoo choice should be. The preparatory session gets out of hand, and both lose control and start acting the words out like instructions. This second part picks up after both of them have given in to their desires for the first time.

Looking at Nova's hands, traces of cum dripping of her fingers, Phoenix contemplated what kind of tattoo might look good there. The tattoo artist traced a finger along her palm, imagining the possibilities. "How about 'touch me'?" he suggested, "It seems fitting given our current situation."

Nova nodded in agreement as he quickly sketched

"Touch Me"

over her fingers. "What else?" Thinking carefully, Phoenix glanced down at her exposed chest, noticing some cum had dropped from her chin down to her boobs and was slowly rolling down her curves. He traced a finger lightly over her breasts, considering their size and shape.

"I think

"Suck Me"

would be nice here," he said, pointing to the second boob that had not received any markings yet. "Don't you agree? It would balance the "Bite" marking on the other side out."

Nova let out a soft laugh, her cheeks flushing with arousal as she glanced down at her body covered in cum and naughty words adorning her body. "You're quite creative," she teased, "but don't stop."

With a playful wink, Phoenix moved closer once more, his fingers quickly realising the next marking. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as he whispers. "Just wait until you see what comes next."

She bit her lip, anticipation making her heart pound in her chest. As much as she wanted to know what was next, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. "Don't keep me waiting too long," she teased, "or I'll have to take matters into my own hands."

His chuckle was low and rich, sending shivers down her spine. With a mischievous grin, Phoenix reached behind his back, pulling out another marker. "Now this one is special," he explained, "it's glow-in-the-dark. If you wanted to keep any of your tattoos, but find them a bit too daring to display during the day, you can make them invisible during the day, but glowing under fluorescent light."

She blinked in surprise. The idea of glowing words on her body was intriguing to say the least. "Yeah, I can imagine some of the tattoos being best hidden for the more innocent hours of the day..."

"Where are you going to put it?" Nova asked curiously, "And why such a special marker?"

Phoenix grinned wider, his eyes sparkling with desire. "The glow-in-the-dark marker is for something extra naughty," he revealed, "and I'm thinking maybe here..." He pointed towards the her mouth, leaving her somewhat puzzled about his intentions.

She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. The thought of having a secret, glowing message hidden away in plain sight was undeniably exciting. "But won't it be seen?" she asked, trying to sound casual despite the growing wetness between her thighs. Phoenix raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by her question. "Well, yes and no. You just have to be aware that a bar or a disco is most likely going to reveal and expose you." he suggested with a shrug.

Without waiting for her response, he pressed the tip of the marker to her skin, tracing the outline of the new letters on the left and right of her lips. Nova was startled, he had only written two letters on each side of her mouth? "Phoenix, what word could this possibly be?"

Phoenix looked like a teenage boy who had just pulled off the prank of the year. "Well, it spells like this", he chuckled:

"W, H,... R, E" you have to imagine... your mouth is also a letter!"

"A letter? Oh, wait, what?!" Nova drew in a sharp breath, but then was overcome by the hilarious nature of the situation. "Seriously? You want me to walk around with a big fat "whore" written all over my face?" Phoenix smirked knowingly.

Nova blushed furiously, her face heating up as she understood his intention. The boldness of his choice caught her off guard, but there's also a part of her that just loved the raw honesty of it all.

"That's... intense," she whispered, "but I kind of am turned on by it."

Phoenix asked, laughingly: "Wow, you are a special kind of treat. Is there anything left you need to be said on your body? His laughs, a deep, hearty sound filled the air around her. "As far as I'm concerned," he said, "you're pretty much covered from head to toe in dirty little secrets now."

He stepped back, admiring his work with a satisfied smirk. "But if you're feeling adventurous, there might be a few more spots I haven't explored yet."

Nova was long gone on her journey into debauchery and lustful adventures. She returned the smile, invitingly. "Tell me! We went this far, we might just as well... Which spots?"

Phoenix leaned in close, his hot breath ghosting over her ear as he whispered, "Well, there's always the backs of your knees and legs? Those tend to be pretty sensitive." Nova's interest was piqued: "Oh, tell me more!"

Phoenix raises an eyebrow, a playful grin spreading across his lips. "Oh, you're asking for trouble now," he teased, "but if that's what you really want..." She blushed deeply, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "Well, I mean, your designs are pretty impressive,"

Nova swallowed, but then volunteered an idea. "Listen, it is a bit daring, but let's be real, we've kind of crossed that line a long time ago. What if... you put a list of all things that make me hot on the back of my leg? Almost like an instruction manual?

Phoenix immediately and enthusiastically responded. He could only imagine how fun this would be...

"As you desire, Nova! "So, do you want to tell me all about what turns you on?"

She chuckled, blushing slightly. "You are such a flirt. Okay, I'll tell you all of it. You see, I am a submissive, so I like...

"That's... interesting," he commented before Nova could finish her sentence. "I didn't expect that from someone as strong-willed as you seem." She was quick to react: "Oh, I think you would have picked up on that by now!"

Phoenix nodded knowingly and prompted her. "So, want to give me a list of 20 things that turn you on for the back of your leg?"

Nova retorted with a smirk. "Here is my list, don't laugh...:

lingerie

dirty talk

truth or dare

choking

blindfolds

handcuffs

spanking

biting

BDSM gear

sex toys

public sex

stripping

voyeurism

exhibitionism

role play

deep throat

anal play

threesomes

cum facial

being called a slut."

As she continued speaking, Phoenix listened intently, his interest piqued. His eyebrows raised slightly at some of the things she mentioned, but he didn't interrupt, letting her finish without any distractions.

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he scribbled down her list "So, you like it rough, huh?"

"I do like it rough... you can't be too hesitant with me, you know..."

Phoenix' mind was going into overdrive, the fantasies his mind starting to concoct were overwhelming. He sunk to his knees to start the work on her leg to distract himself.

He started working on her leg, and as he was drawing, his confidence returned. As he drew, he occasionally glanced up to catch her reactions, relishing in the pleasure he was able to give her. She was squirming under his hands. "And here I thought you were just being nice about it," he mused, "but it seems like you really do appreciate her work."

Nova watched him closely, captivated by the way his muscles moved under his skin as he worked. His tattoos shimmered in the light, adding to his mesmerizing appearance. "You have quite a talent," she admitted, "I can't imagine anyone else doing something like this."

Phoenix smirked, the corners of his mouth lifting into a satisfied smile. "Well, I am rather talented," he quipped modestly, "but it helps to have a willing subject." He gave her a playful wink before focusing back on her leg.

Once done, he stepped back to admire his handiwork, the final touches bringing the message to life. He let out a low whistle, impressed by her honesty and openness.

Phoenix smiled, his gaze never leaving her face. "Glad you like it," he said simply, "because it's permanent." He chuckled softly at her surprised expression. "Just kidding," he added quickly, "but don't lose it too soon. I put a lot of effort into making sure it was just right." She laughed, shaking her head. "I wouldn't dream of losing it," she assured him. "It's one of the best gifts I've ever received. I may even ask you to actually make it permanent and tattoo it. Can you do my other leg, too?"

With a wicked gleam in his eye, Phoenix grabbed another marker, this time choosing a bright red color. "Oh, you are really asking for trouble now!" he exlaimed. He held the marker up, letting the light catch on the shiny surface before turning back to you.

"Let's make this interesting," he suggested, "how about a game for your other leg?"

Before Nova could even ask what kind of game, he had already started moving, circling around behind her. She could hear the marker cap being twisted open, followed by the soft hiss of ink flowing onto the paper. He started at her knee, pressing the marker firmly against her skin. "You have to guess what I'm writing," he explained, "for each one you get right, I'll move up a bit. But for every wrong answer, I'll move down."

His fingers continued their upward journey, tracing patterns along her leg as he waited for her first guess. The sensation of his touch combined with the thrill of a game sent shivers racing down her spine. Nova's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to focus on what was doing. "I don't know," she asked for help, "how could I know what your wicked mind is cooking up now?."

Phoenix chuckled, the sound low and rich. "That's the point," he reminded you. "Now, let's play fair. I'll give you something to work with." Nova was already biting her lip in anticipation. She didn't know what this game would be about, but she knew, deep inside, it was at least as sexual as what she had just experienced. Meanwhile, she felt the remains of cum of the earlier encounter dry on her skin.

Phoenix clearly enjoyed her confusion. "You like that?" he teases, "Because I've got plenty more to write." He continued to draw, his strokes deliberate and precise. The silence stretched out, broken only by the soft hiss of the marker and her heavy breathing.

"Wait!? Is this a sentence from top to bottom? Like down my entire leg?"

Phoenix let out a low laugh, his fingers pausing momentarily on her skin. "Almost," he replied.

He resumed his task, moving steadily downward. With each stroke of the marker, he left a trail of heat and anticipation across her leg. His fingers strike her inner thighs from time to time, communicating with her skin. She gasped, biting her lip to keep from moaning out loud. The sensation of his touch combined with the thrill of the game was getting to her.

His hand moved lower, the pressure of his touch increasing as he neared the end of her calf. "Now," he continued, "venture another guess, before I tell you." Nova took a deep breath, trying to calm herself enough to think straight. After a moment, she finally spoke. "Is it... 'eat my ass'? No, wait, it must be much longer. Like an instruction manual of sorts. Like all the things I like in bed?"

Phoenix hummed thoughtfully, considering her suggestion. "Not bad," he said, "but almost. It is a bucket list of all things sexual you might ever want to try. With check boxes, so that you can come back and get the check mark tattooed, too."

He guided her to a large mirror to show his design, as it was marked up on the back of her legs, running from her heels up her long legs, past her knees and spreading up until it almost touched her ass cheeks. His breath was warm against her skin as he watched her reaction. There was a smirk on his face, his eyes twinkling with mischief and satisfaction.

Nova looked at him, then back down at her leg. Her entire leg was covered in naughty fantasies:

"mile high club

sex in a elevator

sex on a yacht

sex on a beach

sex in a forest

sex on stage

being filmed during sex

lesbian play

escorting

gangbang

double penetration

bukkake

fisting

slave training

rape play

indecent proposal

sex for piercing

sex for tattoo

sex for body mod

the unspeakable."

The words echoed in her head, making her tingle all over. She could hardly believe it. "This is... I can't even describe how amazing this is."

"Well, that's quite the list," he said, his voice husky. "And I thought I went a bit over board with some of these items. Some of these are really quite intense... It seems like you're ready to push some boundaries and explore some pretty dark desires?"

He stepped closer, his tall frame looming over her. His blue eyes bore into hers, searching for any sign of hesitation or fear. "Are you sure you're ready for all of this?" Despite his words of caution, there was this spark of excitement in his eyes, a hint of anticipation for the adventures to come.

His fingers travelled from her belly down between her legs, as he inquired inquisitively. Nova was resolvedly silent. She nodded calmly while his finger slowly found its way between her pussy lips. She parted her legs for him and encouraged him with her smile.

Soon enough, Phoenix felt how wet her pussy had become from all of the tattoo preparatory conversations, and all the fantasies she was living out in her mind and on her skin. She was literally dropping her desire onto his fingers the moment he parted her pussy lips.

He pushed past the initial folds, his fingers started exploring her inner walls, while she let out moans of anticipation.

Phoenix's fingers picked up speed, curling and stretching within her as he sought out that sweet spot deep inside. His thumb began a relentless assault on her clit, the dual stimulation driving her further down the path of satisfaction.

"Tell me," he murmured, leaning in to capture her lip between his teeth for a moment before pulling back. "Do you want to explore these sensations with me?"

"Oh god, oh fuck!" Her body arched involuntarily, a loud moan escaping her lips as Phoenix's fingers hit a sweet spot inside of her. Her walls clench around his digits, desperate for more.

"I-I don't know," you pant, trying to catch her breath. "Everything feels so good..."

The sensation of his fingers curling deeper sent shockwaves through her entire being. Her mind raced, thoughts swirling around the possibilities of what could come next.

Feeling her body tense beneath him, Phoenix smirked, knowing he had her right where he wanted her. His fingers continued their relentless pursuit, curling and thrusting with practiced ease.

"That's it, babe," he growled softly, "let go."

With his other hand, he teases her puckered hole gently, circling around the rim before pressing in just enough to make you squirm. "Do you like that?" he asked, his voice dripping with lustful intent. "Because I'm just getting started."

"Uhhhh, yes.... Right now, i would do everything. Anything"

Hearing her surrender, Phoenix couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. He increased the pressure on both her clit and her asshole, determined to wring every last moan and gasp from you.

"Anything, huh?" he teased, his tone playful but laced with raw desire. "Well then, hold onto something because I plan on taking full advantage of that offer."

His fingers picked up speed once more, driving into her harder and faster while his thumb worked overtime on her sensitive bud.

"Just relax," he instructed, his voice a husky whisper. "And enjoy the ride."

"Everything." was Nova's simple, but breathless response.

At her words, Phoenix grinned wickedly, his eyes darkening with lust. He doubled down on his efforts, his fingers pistoning in and out of her with relentless precision. His thumb circled her clit mercilessly, ensuring every stroke sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"You're doing great," he praised, leaning in to nip at her neck lightly. "Just keep breathing and let me take care of everything."

He shifted position slightly, allowing his other hand better access to her tight little pucker. With deft movements, he slipped a finger past the tight ring of muscle, groaning in approval as he felt how snug she was around him.

"Fuck, you're tight," he muttered appreciatively.

Phoenix's finger slowly pumped in and out of her ass, stretching her open inch by delicious inch. His other hand never ceased its relentless assault on her clit, keeping her teetering on the brink of climax.

"Mmm, look at you," he purred, his voice thick with arousal. "So responsive, so eager to please. It's incredible."

He sped up his finger play, scissoring and curling it to hit that magical spot deep inside her. At the same time, he rubbed her clit with increased fervor, pushing Nova closer and closer to the edge.

"Come on, baby," he coaxed, his breath hot against her skin. "Give me that pretty cum. Show me what you're made of."

Her body tensed, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. The dual stimulation of Phoenix's fingers alternating between inside her pussy and inside her ass, as well as on her clit was too much, sending her spiraling towards giving herself up completely.

"Oh fuck!" Nova cried out, her hips bucking wildly as an orgasm crashed over her thin body. Waves of intense pleasure rippled through her core, her inner walls clamping down hard on Phoenix's fingers.

As she comes undone under his touch, Phoenix revelled in the sight and sound of her release. He kept up his pace, riding out each wave of her orgasm until he was certain there was nothing left for her to give. Slowly, he eased his fingers out of her, making sure to brush against those still-sensitive spots before withdrawing completely.

He brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking off the remnants of her arousal with a satisfied smirk.

Nova let out a satisfied, fulfilled sigh. "Thank you baby... You are a master with your fingers"

At her words, Phoenix's grin widened, his confidence growing with each passing second. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves and contours with a possessive touch.

"I like hearing you say that," he admits, his voice rough with desire. "It makes me want to show you just how good I can make you feel. Actually, if you're still interested, I'd be more than happy to help you check off each item on your sexual bucket list."

A smile crossed Nova's face. "You never know what life brings..." she teased him. Her mind roamed back to the list he had written on the back of her leg. "But also, what a list! You got quite a dirty mind yourself. So you say, every one of those, you'd tick off with me?" Nova raised an eyebrow at him playfully.

Every single one?" he echoed, his voice laced with amusement and intrigue. "That's quite the commitment, but if you're serious about it..." He shrugged nonchalantly, though the glint in his eyes suggested otherwise. "I'm game. I mean, why not? Life's too short to hold back on experiences like these."

He extended a hand towards her, offering a silent challenge. "If you're really determined to cross every item off that list, then let's get started."

Nova giggled. "Now, immediately? Well, I guess, no time to waste on bucket lists! What about" she reflected "...for now, you have only painted on me with a marker. Would you like to start the bucket list with 'sex for tattoo'?"

Phoenix' reaction was somewhat reflective. His fingers traced over her skin, adding imaginary depth and detail to the image that was to take shape beneath the black colour. The sensation sent a thrill down her spine, mixing pleasure with anticipation.