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Some guys are contented in having a regular chick with ok tits but not me. I want a girl who is unique. I don’t care if she has pointed tits or tattooed tits as long as she got something that other chicks don’t have.

It is not easy finding a girl like that since most chicks nowadays all follow the trend of having a supermodel type body. They also want to look glamorous and have the biggest tits. I have dated some chicks before who have ok tits, but I get bored easily and dump them after a week of hardcore sex.

On the other hand, wild chicks who got tattooed tits were too hard to handle. Yeah, I do enjoy getting rough in bed once in a while, but they can get too kinky sometimes. Their dominatrix side comes out and I get beaten up and spanked in bed. Ouch! It hurts like hell and that isn’t fun anymore. My friends told me that those chicks are rare to find, but I told them if they go to a biker’s club or a tattoo convention, they would get overwhelmed with that kind of chick.

I was about to give up and just settle for ordinary girls because they are more safe when it comes to sex when I met this red haired girl named Lucinda. She has green eyes, pale white skin and pointed tits. I was waiting at the subway for a train when she started singing in one corner with her guitar. Damn! She got soul in her voice which gave me goosebumps when I heard her.

She has raw talent and authentic beauty. I was not able to go to work that day because I spent the whole day watching Lucinda perform. I treated her out for dinner and had a freaking great time with her. What’s cool about her is that she made me wait for about a month before I got a taste of her tits and pussy and it’s worth the wait.

My best friend Macy called me one afternoon, “Oh, my God! I have done it! This is the happiest day of my life!” she yelled happily. “You got to see this. They are wonderful!” I knew what she was talking about. Macy was talking about her newly tattooed tits. That was her greatest dream aside from being a journalist. I told Macy I will visit her after classes. Macy and I have been friends since grade school, our friends used to tease us about us ending up together, but we ignored them. We are now in our last year of high school, and we decided to go to the same university next school year. I never thought about how Macy’s tits look like…until now. Macy likes wearing shirts, but I usually notice her pointed tits under her loose shirts. I refused to compare her ok tits with my past girlfriends’ boobs. Macy is my best friend, and I do not want any malice with our friendship.

I barged into her room that afternoon, not knowing that Macy was applying ointment on her newly tattooed tits. “Sorry,” I said as I turned my back from her. “Oh, don’t be silly. You went here because you want to see it, right? Come, look!” she said. I saw her tits were covered with a black brassiere. They were sore because of the tattoo. The tattoos said ILY at the right boob and LM at the left, in intricate fonts. “What do the letters stand for?” I asked. She approached me, exposing her shirtless body. She held my hand and placed them on her hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I Love You, Leo Morgan. That’s what the letters stand for, you idiot,” she said. And with that, I snapped the hook of her bra, and stared at her pointed tits. “Be careful. They still hurt,” she said. I sucked on her nipples, and remove all her remaining clothes. I never thought that my best friend loves me, and that I am madly in love with her, too. We fucked all afternoon, taking care not to mash her freshly inked breasts.