Tattoos are intimate and personal, yet can hide as much as they reveal…
This superb collection of sexy tattoo erotica will have you squirming in your seat! Inked contains first tattoos in Company Ink and first times in Scissoring. An intrepid ink artist crosses galaxies to save mankind in The Voron-Kali Emperor’s New Clothes whilst closer to home, a sub make a lifetime promise to her Master in Commitment.
In Venomous Ink, a vibrant tattoo shows there’s much more than meets the eye whilst an art student longs to ink the object of her desire with her permanent markers, in Sign Your Name. An uptight commuter finds herself attracted to her polar opposite in Uncovering Heather, while the ultimate Dom looks to get what he deserves in Her Midnight Roses.
And in Nine Lives, a top tattoo artist has never forgotten one particular customer and when they reconnect, she discovers he has new ink for each new life.
Inked contains nine sexy and provocative stories from Gregory L. Norris, Annabeth Leong, Victoria Blisse, Zak Jane Keir, Harley Easton, Jillian Boyd, Alain Bell, Lilya Loring and Katya Harris.
Inked – Sexy Tattoo Erotica
Edited by Anna Sky
Published by SexyLittlePages
12.7 x 1.1 x 20.3 cm
Sexy Little Pages is a sex-positive publishing venture supporting and promoting erotica authors and editors. As a society we’re ashamed of sex and sexuality but we should celebrate it. Sex is an integral part of life, whether it’s fun, filthy, flirtatious, unfulfilling, an escape from reality or something else entirely. Our needs, expectations and fantasies are all different so we aim to publish for everybody and every body, across the whole delicious spectrum of gender, ability, and desires.
Inked is a great collection of erotica, with nine stories there is sure to be something to please anyone. I especially enjoyed Her Midnight Roses by Zak Jane Kier. You can find an excerpt below:
Her Midnight Roses
Mac hefted the new, vicious flogger with the knotted rubber tails and brought it down with a splashy crack on the arse of the woman he’d bent over the whipping bench. She yelped, then giggled, so he tried to make the next stroke harder and the third one harder than that. He liked screams, not giggles. The woman, a dumpy blonde whose name he’d already forgotten, let out a yelp that sounded a bit more like she was feeling it, and he swung again. The music playing in the background was some shitty grime or urban or whatever the fuck they called it, and it was putting him off, interfering with his ability to find his natural rhythm. He stepped back for a moment, shaking out the tails of the whip and glancing from side to side, wondering how much of an audience he had. There were a few men standing around and he got the impression they were watching him appreciatively, but he supposed they might have been just as enthralled by the blonde woman’s naked backside, now bearing the marks of his skill. She had good skin, he’d say that for her, even if she was overweight.
He laid on the flogger again, delivering a succession of blows fairly quickly, not particularly inclined to take his time over it. She’d been easy enough to pick up: too easy, really. She was probably desperate, and while he didn’t mind a bit of desperation in a woman, he didn’t see the need to use the likes of this one for any more than a quick warm up. There were plenty of other women in the place, and bound to be one or two who were sevens or higher while this one, even with her nice smooth skin, was never going to rate above a five. He didn’t think he could even be bothered to make her suck him off once he’d finished flogging her.
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