Please note that this story was mistakenly placed in the Lesbian Sex section of Literotica. It has since been removed and now exists here where it belongs in Erotic Couplings. Thanks for your emails regarding this, without which I would not have been able to rectify the situation. Thanks again and please enjoy.
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The music was pumping all the around her. The vibrations from the double bass pulsated though the depths of her body. She sat comfortably on her boyfriends lap while he was lying back on a large black sofa. He was engrossed in a friendly argument with his best friend Peter, about where the sexiest place a tattoo can be situated on the body. Peter stuck to his guns about the very sexy tribal patterns on the lower back region while Nathan argued that while the tattoo on the lower back was indeed very sexy it had indeed be done to death. Therefore symbols on the back of the neck, cleavage and or other abstract places were the sexiest.
Kat was holding a beer in her left hand and taping to the rhythm to Mudvayne's Dig with her right hand on her bare right thigh just above the knee. Taking small sips she looked around at all of their friends dancing, drinking, talking and having a great time. During Cradle of Filth's Nymphetamine Kat spotted someone on the other side of the dance floor she recognized her but didn't know from where. Her Beauty struck her at once; she found herself staring until she noticed her. Kat looked away when their eyes met, the woman just smiled and went back to her conversation.
A few songs later in the middle of Slipknot's Wait and Bleed she could still hear Nathan and Peter still arguing about those damn tattoos. She skulled the last of her beer and in one fluid motion, stood, turned raising her PVC skirt exposing the left side of her inner thigh where the leg joins to the pelvis. Stunned the two men immediately stopped talking to admire little red devil tattoo with the head of his pitchfork hidden underneath her red cotton underwear obviously pointing to her clit. The rest of the party looked over to see what all of the fuss was about, the woman just giggled as she watched her newest fan.
With a smirk she lowered her skirt and asked the boys "Anything else to say?" they opened their mouths as if to speak but nothing came out, they looked at each other for and instant and each took a sip of their drinks. "No? Good, so I don't want to hear anymore of this bullshit about symbols on necks or tribal designs on backs, you boys know nothing." She said with a smile and waited for an answer. Peter took another sip of his beer and replied. "Well now I think we might just have to take another look at the evidence before we can reach a verdict Kat". Nathan just sat there still stunned staring at her pelvic region even though the tattoo had been covered by Kat's black skirt. She looked at them both, smiled and walked away; Peter looked on admiring the black spider web top covering her long silky white arms and the straps of her exquisite red and black corset. Looking down past her PCV mini skirt all he could only see was that little man and his pitchfork in his minds eye. He no longer could hear the music it seemed so faint in the background that he thought he could hear the thumps of the heels of her knee high, black, leather boots. It wasn't until she was out of the room that Peter elbowed Nathan, shaking his head "Holy shit dude; how the fuck could you say that the back of the neck is the best place for a tat when Kats got that!" Nathan didn't reply only jumped out of his seat and chased her.
He found her in the kitchen getting another beer "When did you get that?" he asked. "He Speaks!" She replied smiling back at him. She closed the fridge, popped the cap of her beer and sat it on the bench. Nathan took a step forward as the other people in the kitchen casually walked back out to the lounge. "Can I see it again?" he asked when they were out of the room. Kat blushed and threw her left leg onto the bench, lifted her skirt, rotated and pulled her underwear to the side to give him the best look possible. "Wow!" was the only word he could muster. She looked back at him, noticing the grin on his face looked very similar to the one of the devil's face. He could tell how horny she was, her shaved lips were pink and enflamed, a slight bit of wetness shimmered in the kitchen light. When she knew that he noticed she lowered her leg and walked out of the room without a word. He followed, her into the bathroom locking the door behind him.
"So what you wanna do?" She said to him almost purring as she jumped up onto the stone counter. Nathan was leaning on the door. "I don't know thought I might fix that leaking shower head." He said in a very sarcastic tone. Nathan walked over to the shower and turned it on to hide any suspicious noises. Kat only laughed and said in a tone that meant business. "Just come here Nathan!" He smiled and proceeded towards her immediately, once he was within reach Kat grabbed him by the shirt pulled him close and kissed him passionately. Wrapping her legs around him she squeezed him close. He was wearing a long sleeved black T-Shirt, Black Jeans and boots. Amongst his numerous rings and assorted amour rings he wore a leather collar with alternating inch to two inch long silver spikes. His long hair streamed out behind him, his eyes were dark with eye liner with seven long, thin black tears drawn down his face and both his eyebrows were pierced with titanium bars.
