Indian MILF Gets fucked hard by a Tattoo Artist
This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here . Velamma was at the beach, and she wanted to change her clothes to something more beach-friendly. She headed over to one of the changing tents. But she couldn’t believe her eyes when she pulled back the tent flap. A woman lay on the table with her legs open as a man’s cock exploded hot cum on her stomach. Velamma was stunned to see what she’d just walked into. Woman: Oh, look, honey! I think she was watching us! Man: Yea! I think I like that! It’s making me hard again. Woman: Oh god, fuck me again! Velamma: Why didn’t you latch the flap?! Man: Maybe you should stay and watch us! He reached around and grabbed the woman’s breast as the two of them made out passionately. Velamma: No thanks, but I like your tattoos, though. Their loud moans made Velamma want to vomit, so she left them and looked for a vacant tent. As she was changing, she kept thinking about those tattoos. She felt like a tattoo would be the right thing to spice up their bedroom life. From the moment she changed and got back to her husband, she could only see tattoos. Everyone had one nowadays, so she decided to talk to Ramesh about it! Velamma: Ramesh, do you think I should get a tattoo? I’ve been thinking about it. Ramesh: Tattoo?! Where? On your breasts? On your pussy? Velamma: I don’t know! I was just wondering what if. Ramesh: If you got one, then I’d kiss it daily. You should consider the pussy tattoo- Velamma: -No pussy tattoo! I’m sorry I brought it up! Ramesh: Fine, but a tattoo would look sexy on you. Over the next few weeks, she thought hard about the tattoo. She asked her son, Vijay, about it. Vijay sent her contact information to a friend and set up an appointment for Velamma to get that tattoo. A week later, Velamma stood at the door of the tattoo parlor. Her heart was beating hard as she walked in. Velamma: Hello, my name is- Artist: -Velamma, right? I was told you’d be coming. My name is Moksh. First time getting a tattoo? Velamma: Yes. Moksh eyed Velamma’s juicy body lustfully. He wanted badly to convince her to get that juicy pussy tattooed. He showed her his entire portfolio. Velamma looked through all of it curiously as she considered what style she wanted. She gave Moksh a printout she had gotten off the internet. It was a tasteful rose, and Moksh knew just what to do. He asked her to come to the tattoo booth in the back to get started. Velamma: Alright, let’s make this quick before I change my mind. Let’s make it right on the hip. He asked her to take off her pants to avoid making a mess of them. Moksh watched as Velamma pulled off her pants and panties. He stared at her juicy figure, and his eyes lit up. He watched as she turned around to hang her clothes. He licked his lips as he stared at her juicy ass. All he wanted to do was bury his cock inside her as he stared. His cock twitched slightly as she turned around. Velamma’s breasts were huge, juicy and extremely tempting. Moksh wanted to lay her down and put his hands on her as soon as possible. Velamma: I feel so uncomfortable, but judging from your portfolio…you’ve already seen it all. Moksh: I love this bush. It’s so old school. Velamma flinched as Moksh put his palm on her vagina and slowly moved around her pubic hair. She bit her lip as he pressed gently with one hand against her clit. Moksh: Alright. I’m just going to outline the tattoo in black ink now. Velamma: Ow! I hate needles! Owww! Moksh: But…I haven’t even done anything yet! Maybe you shouldn’t get a tattoo at all! Velamma: No, No. I want a tattoo. I still want one. Is there anything you can do about the pain? Moksh could sense that she was too sensitive for a tattoo. He knew that even if she did end up getting one, she’d probably regret it later anyway. He knew how to get her to do what she wanted. Moksh grabbed an empty ink gun and returned to Velamma’s open legs. Moksh: Anything I give you would thin your blood too much. But there is something else I do for my female clients. Velamma: Oh yea? What’s that? Moksh inched closer and began licking Velamma’s pussy. Velamma: Hey! What the hell?! Moksh: Well, this is the only thing that takes women’s minds off the pain. If you don’t want me to lick it, I won’t. He pricked her gently with the needle again, and she freaked out. Velamma: Lick it! Lick it! Moksh dived back in. Velamma moaned as she pushed his face deeper into her throbbing clit. Moksh let the tattoo gun run in the background as his fingers dived inside Velamma’s vagina. She moaned approvingly as he fingered her. She opened her legs wider and caressed his neck and head as he licked her. She moaned lustfully as she bit her juicy red lips. Velamma: Wow. I feel really good now. Moksh: Great! I’ll keep inking you. Velamma: Ouch! It’s not good enough. It still hurts! Moksh: For some people, we need to get to higher pleasure senses to numb the pain. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Before Velamma could protest, she watched as Moksh pulled his pants down. She bit her lip as she understood what was happening. She lifted her arms as Moksh pulled off her top. She looked into his eyes as he kissed her neck and breasts. Velamma purred with pleasure as Moksh licked her cleavage and undid her bra. Velamma: What do we do now? Moksh: We have to give that curvy body adequate pleasure to help you forget the pain. Luckily, I find you very attractive. Velamma: Really? Do you? Moksh: What does my cock tell you? Velamma laid upside down on the inking chair as Moksh’s large cock throbbed warmly against her shoulder. Velamma gulped down his cock as Moksh leaned over and ate her pussy with pleasure. He flipped her back upright in the chair and got on top. Moksh: You’ll have to tell me how pleasurable it feels when we do this.