Renaissance fair leads to a hot woman - and her hu - Sex Stories

Renaissance fair leads to a hot woman - and her hu

I was at the Renaissance fair. I enjoyed watching the jugglers, the fire eater and was heading over to watch the jousting when I spotted her. She was sitting on the bleachers made of hay bales wearing a skirt and a corset. Her big breasts were pushed up and half of them were exposed above the corset. Her face was beautiful; full lips, shining blue eyes and dark hair. Blue eyes and dark hair always attracts my attention, as do big tits. She caught me staring at her and smiled. I got a beer and went over to the viewing area and spied her again. This time when she cough me looking at her, she shimmied a little and made her big exposed tits shake; my dick started to get hard. I went and sat next to her on the hay bales. “Hi, I'm Greg.” I said. “I'm Crystal.” she said with a smile and we shook hands. “I love your outfit. You're the sexiest woman here.” I told her. “Thank you.” she said. We chatted a bit, “Where are you from?” and the like. After a while I leaned in close and whispered, “I think we need to go somewhere private so I can get better acquainted with your beautiful breasts.” She laughed and said coquettishly, “Mmmm, that sounds like fun. But I'm afraid it's just not possible. Let me introduce you to my husband Jim.” I had not even noticed the man who at some point had sat next to her on the other side. He was also dressed in a period costume of sort of burlap pants and shirt. “That's okay.” I replied. “He can come too and watch us.” This really made her laugh. She had a ...

... beautiful lilting laugh. “I'm very serious.” I said. “You know you want this. The energy between us is undeniable. You dress like this to attract men. All the men here can't stop looking at you. Now is the time for you to cash-in on your amazing sexiness.” She said teasingly, “What do you think Jim, Should we go to Greg's place and let him ravish me?” I put my hand on her chin and turned her face to me. “This isn't about what he wants. It is about what you want.” I kissed her lightly on the lips and ran my hand down her cheak, her neck and across her upper chest. She shivered and said in a dreamy voice, “Oh my.” I stood and took Crystal's hand and said, “Lets go.” She stood and started to come with me. “What the fuck?” Jim exclaimed. We ignored him and started walking to my car. Jim eventually scampered up behind us as we walked. “Crystaaall.” he said. I stopped and turned towards Jim which stopped him in his tracks. “As I said Jim, this isn't about you. It's about Crystal. If you love someone, you want them to be happy. I'm going to make Crystal happy; and you get to watch. So you can shut up and come watch, or you can drive home alone and I'll bring her home later.” Then I turned and took Crystal's hand and we continued to my car. At my car I opened the passenger door for Crystal and then went around to the drivers' seat. Jim scampered into the back. “So Crystal, what kind of underwear did they have back in the Renaissance times?” I asked. She smiled and put her right boot ...