Cinderella tattoo (more tenuous pron)
I once knew a girl who was as hot as a girl can be: beautiful, curvy, a maniac in bed and with some intelligence, too. One night she picked up some guy in a pub and they had the most wild sex they'd ever experienced. SHE ejaculated.

The morning after, the guy was gone and the only reminder she had of him was a hand-print in chocolate on the sheets. She couldn't remember his name or where she'd met him, but she had an idea.

She cut out the handprint from the sheet and took it to a tattoo artiste, who tattoed an exact facsimile of the hand on her right buttock, just where the juicy swell of it met her thigh. Her plan? As with the glass slipper in the Cinderella story, she would search for the man of her dreams by inviting any likely candidate to lay his hand over the tattoo in an attempt to find an exact match.

Night after night, she would approach men in bars and invite them to the toilets, where she would drop her pants and invite him to fondle her ass. One problem: it was one of her most erogenous zones and the mere touch of a hand there send electricty to her loins. She'd start moaning and writhing and in no time she'd be full of thrusting man meat, leaving the cubicle with juices running down her lovely thighs. Or she'd ask the guy to kneel in front of her to place his hand ... and wind up twitching on his tongue.

She must have gone through most of her town before she realised that she didn't really give a toss anymore about finding her perfect guy. She was having too much fun.

Then one day a guy approached her in a bar and told her he'd once had the best lay of his life, but lost the girl. Would she mind coming to the lavs and puttling her slender hand around the handprint tattoed on his rock hard tool? No problem.

In no time she had a mouth full of cock and they were preparing to go for the doggy option ... when he grasped her hand tattoo in such a way that, even though she couldn't see it, she knew he was the one. This was confirmed when she let forth a bestial moan and a jet of ejaculate gushed from her parts to douse his swollen nuts.

"My prince!" she may have yelled.
(frankspencer, Tue 5 Dec 2006, 13:24, Reply)