Renaissance Faire - Sex Stories

Renaissance Faire

... they did so well this trip.” Kennedy closed her eyes, confused and feeling used. “Were you part of the plan as well?” “No. We always come in for a pint or two after a day of tourists. It was your naughty question that sparked my interest. When you let me fuck your face, I knew you’d be mine and mine alone. I made it clear to all my clanmates that you were my wench and they were to keep their distance.” It was now she realized his accent was gone. “Is this how you normally sound?” “Oh,” said Lorne, “I guess I slipped out of character. Yes, this is the real me.” “I like him.” “I like you.” Lorne leaned down and kissed Kennedy with the same intense passion he’d always shared with her. His beard scratched her face and his cock hardened almost immediately, feeling her naked body beneath him. He pushed her onto her back and slammed his hard cock into her pussy, fucking her with the fever and passion they had always shared. Her pussy grasped his cock, squishing with each thrust. Her moans filled his ears fueling his desire, and the air thick with the scent of raw sex, as the lovers fucked. He tugged hard on her nipples, causing her to cry out and moan as her orgasm coursed through her body. He pounded her savagely, wrapping his hands around her throat, and squeezing with enough pressure to silence her. Her second orgasm was even more intense than the first as she clawed his back. That was more than Lorne could take and he roared as he pulled out. His cock blasted its load coating ...

... her stomach, breasts with ropes of his hot cum hitting her face. Lorne collapsed upon Kennedy, panting as his spent cock softened. He slid to the side and pulled her upon his chest. The pair drifted off to sleep entwined in each other’s arms. Kennedy awoke alone with the sun shining though the curtains of the room. Her costume was in a heap on the floor. The air was thick with the scent of sex and orgasms of the lovers. Her body was stiff and sore from the intense night of passionate sex the lovers had shared. “Lorne?” she called out. There was no answer. She reached over to where he had been, and found a piece of paper. On it, was written: Kennedy, Thank you for a wonderful time. I’ll never forget you or what we’ve done. Sex with you is by far the best I’ve ever had. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay, but I have commitment to the faire. I will see you again. Lorne “Shamus MacPhallus” Tears escaped Kennedy’s eyes as she crawled out of the bed and took a hot shower, scrubbing dried cum off her body. Deep down, she knew this moment would come, but on some level, she had wished he would have been able to stay. Once clean, she dried off, and dressed quickly. Suddenly, she realized her car was still at the faire as they came in his. Not knowing for sure where she was, she decided to step outside before calling a cab. The wind felt cool in her damp hair. There in the parking lot was her car. She decided not to question the miracle as she gathered her things to leave. There in her car was a ...