Her Double Mountain Outlaws

When Caleb moved to do the cover-up right next to my pussy, I know he saw how wet I was. His fingers teased across my skin, stroking me there and making me whimper softly, the pain of the tattoo gun on the sensitive skin forgotten as I melted under his touch.

I lost all sense of time, but at some point, they pulled away, and the buzzing tattoo guns went silent. I didn’t realize I was panting and clutching at the armrest of the chair until they stopped.

“Hang on one sec, angel,” Caleb murmured. A cool cloth slid over my skin, soothing the burn there.

“We’ll do the shading another time, but, damn,” he whirled, grinning at their work. “This came out amazing, I gotta say. Let me wrap it up and—”

“Before I see it? Yeah right!”

They both chuckled, and Landon helped me up as my eyes slid down my side.

My breath caught.

It was gorgeous. The soft, delicate lines of their work trailed over my skin almost like they’d been painted on with a feather. Flower petals and vines swirled over my hip, the small kitten playing with the blossom tangled in them on my thigh, and this gorgeous rose blossom poised right next to my bare, slick, glistening wet lips, covering the old tattoo.

I shook my head, not even able to find words.

“It’s… it’s…” I blinked. “It’s perfect.”

Landon grinned, leaning in to kiss my cheek. “In all seriousness, this might be our best work ever.”

“That or it’s just that the canvas is fucking perfect,” Caleb murmured, leaning in to kiss my neck. He rubbed the tattoo with the cloth again before he reached for the dressing.

“We do need to get it covered so it stays sterile though.”

I nodded, just staring in awe at the new ink on my skin as they both cleaned it, covered it in gauze, and then wrapped the whole area in a plastic wrap. And between the experience I’d just gone through, and the buzzing the tattoo guns had teased through me, and their hands on me, and now the way they were stroking my skin as they dressed the tattoo, I was so, so wet.

Landon gently moved my leg to help get the final pieces of tape on right, spreading my legs. But this time, when he was done, his eyes slid right to my pussy, and a low groan caught in his throat. I blushed, moving to close my legs. But when both his hand and Caleb’s stopped me, I whimpered, my eyes darting between them.

“I—the buzzing, I guess,” I said quietly, heat pulsing through me as I felt both their eyes slide over my nakedness.

“Pain can be pleasure,” Caleb growled.

“Maybe you just need some more soothing after all of that,” Landon groaned, his hand tightening on my thigh. He pulled spreading my legs wider as the heat began to build inside of me. I could feel myself opening up for their hungry eyes, my lips spreading. God I was so wet I could feel my arousal trickling down over my ass, glistening in the low light.

Landon moved in, lowering his head. His eyes slid to mine and he groaned, moving closer.

“That what you need, angel? Something to soothe the ache?”

I whimpered, nodding.

“Yes please,” I gasped quietly.

He moved in, and when his tongue dragged across my slick, wet, eager pussy, I cried out. Caleb turned me, crushing his lips to mine, and I kissed him hungrily as Landon’s wicked tongue dragged up and down my slit. He pushed his tongue deep, easing it in and out and making me whimper into Caleb’s kiss. He teased higher, batting my clit with the tip of his tongue and swirling it around the aching nub as my whole body trembled with pleasure.

Caleb pulled away from my lips, kissing his way down my neck as I gasped for more. His mouth moved over my collarbone, biting and sucking my skin before teasing his way lower. His hands tugged at my shirt, pulling it up over my body and sliding it over my head. He pulled it free of my hair, kissing me as I moaned wildly at the feel of his friends’ tongue between my legs. My bra went next, and then Caleb’s mouth was sucking one rosy pink nipple between his lips as I undulated against them.

Landon’s tongue kept teasing my clit, making my hips roll against him as I moaned loudly. I writhed in the tattoo chair as Caleb’s mouth moved from one nipple to the other, electrifying me before he began to kiss his way down lower. By belly caved beneath his lips and tongue, and when he started to turn me onto my side, my pulse began to roar.

They moved me, Landon hooking my left leg over the armrest and Caleb holding my freshly tattooed right leg high in the air. He draped it over his shoulder, kissing his way down the back of my thigh as Landon moved back to tease my clit.