#Real queen of spades tattoos in public skin

They walked into the sixth tattoo parlor and looked around. She had already decided the artist needed to be a man, that is just the way it was going to be. She was not sure what, but she would know when she met him. They all had their good points, but they lacked something.

They had talked to dozens of them: The hipster, the punk kid, the goth woman, the newbie wanting to get his name out there. This is something that would be with her for the rest of her life, and it had to be perfect. So the question was to find the right artist to ink the symbol of her fucking other men - black men - into her skin. Why would she leave him for anther man when she could have that man AND James too? To Angela, he was the perfect man: Attentive to her physical, emotional and sexual needs. Even more so, there weren't too many men willing to suck another man's cum from her pussy once she was done being used. She loved forcing James to suck the man off, keeping him hard so he was ready to fuck her, and she enjoyed watching a man take James' in the ass as much as James loved watching his beloved Whore get ass fucked as well. She rarely humiliated him as that was not her nature, but did enjoy taking over the dominant role when in the company of a black man. She had no problem calling him the cuckold he was. He was secure enough in their relationship that he knew she would always return to him, that she was HIS Whore. Although no slouch with a 6 1/2' himself, he still understood that, sometimes, there was just no comparison to a man who had three inches or more above what he had to offer to satisfy her. He worshipped her, encouraged her sexual activities, and relished in watching her enjoy a big black cock.

#Real queen of spades tattoos in public skin

Probably even fewer would allow that to happen with a well-endowed black man, simply because they usually followed with feelings of inadequacy, as what 'normal' white man can compare with a hung black man? Toss on top of that having the symbol of that lust for darker skin tattooed onto your body in a place where is it openly visible, it becomes an 'advertisement' to her availability for black cock, and also reflected on the man who accompanied her.īut James was no ordinary man. Not too many men out there would allow their significant other to have sex with other men while he remained faithful and not having sex with other women. Only someone so privileged to see her naked would enjoy that view.Īngela had a new boyfriend now, and their unique relationship called for a unique tattoo. By the time she got it, they were long done with their relationship, and the dragonfly on her right butt cheek was something he would never see anyway.

It was almost an 'up yours' moment as he said he would divorce her if she ever got a tattoo.

She had only had one tattoo, inked almost a decade ago when she divorced her husband. She needed an artist with the right personality to make the tattoo special. They were not looking so much for a particular design, as the right artist to ink her skin. Every one had their section on Queen of Spades tattoos, they were pretty common to be seen, although few actually went through and got one. This story was inspired by klitorisring, who wants to see her inked.Īngela and James had been to several tattoo shops in the area. This is a continuation of her fantasy, to be a whore.