My craziest Halloween pt 2 (lgbtq)

As promised, part two of my story! ;) this one is a tad bit shorter but I will update more in the coming days when I have some free time. Before the story begins, I received some questions in my inbox that I’ll answer. Yes, we are both still close friends to this day. And This took place post pandemic, in October of 2019. Enjoy the story ladies and gents!

I love the women who’s tattoos seem to continue on under pieces of clothing. What surprises await for me..? If given permission to explore the horizon of her body, I will travel my fingers to every peak and valley, discovering all the things that make her Hum in awe, and uncover all the answers I wish to find.

After her much awaited orgasm, she laid there momentarily. I lifted the bottom of her dress and rested my head on her inner thigh. She shifted in a ticklish manner.
“What are you doing..?” She giggled.
“Exploring..” I said, my fingers following the direction of her tattoo. She had what appeared to be a series of branches wrapped around both thighs.
“Exploring..?” She questioned.
“Mhm..I want to know where these branches lead” she breathed out, reached down and snaked her fingers around my jaw motioning me to lift my head. I did as she directed and laid flat on my back. She sat up with my head still between her thighs, my head disappeared under her dress.she laughed.

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My craziest Halloween (NSFW)(true story)

This story has a peculiar kink to it that I never saw myself preforming, but to be honest I seemed to enjoy it just as much as she did. We were halfway through October, probably a week before Halloween. I met this girl at work at the printing firm I worked at for a little over a year now, she had started a few months back. Of course, at first, I couldn’t tell if she was into women, but that quickly changed the more I got to know her.

It was casual at first, simple conversations, “how’s your day going?”
“Is there anything I can help you with?” Things of that nature. Often, she replied with flirtatious answers “I could use some help, but not with work” she would smirk, and my smile would linger to my cheeks. I knew exactly what she was referring to. I gave her my number, at this point we had been working together for over two months, and I finally felt brave enough.