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The Irish Cutie and the Viking Priest
My Irish Cutie from New York will remember this well!
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Standing before the Viking tent in full costume I had a great view of the crowd. Lots of people were in costume and it was plain that that beer vendors had been having a banner day as groups of revelers made their way from shop to shop and venue to venue. I pulled up the two foot cow’s horn and blew a mighty call that echoed through the village of Lesser Willy Nilly.
I watched as a group of college age girls nearly undressed as fairies crossed the troll bridge. Two huge men made up and padded to look even larger and misshapen emerged from hidden caves beneath the bridge and grabbed for them. The girls squealed and ran. One troll did manage to paw the backside of one of the girls. I remembered doing that role a few years ago. Hell, I would have done it for free! Sitting beneath the bridge, watching women with nothing on beneath flowing gowns stop on the bridge, chasing girls who bounced out of their corsets. Yeah, that had been a fun time.
The fat drops of rain fell without warning like stones from the sky. Looking up, the cloud was neither large nor threatening, but it was dropping without warning raindrops the size of small water balloons on the hot late summer crowd. I stepped just inside the door to the “Viking Treasure Horde” shop. People were already darting in to escape the shower and experience told me we would be packed soon and a lot of merchandise could walk out the door if sharp eyes did not watch.
We were fairly packed in a moment later when a woman in her mid-thirties, with dark straight hair, round features and green eyes stepped in through the doorway and immediately bumped chest first into me! I had been watching a couple of young men who were handling Viking medallions when we collided and when I turned to say excuse me I nearly lost all composure. The thin beige cotton hugged her DD or better tits and her hard nipples poked out at me as if to accuse me of intentionally colliding with her!
“Do you have a shawl or something I can cover myself with?” She asked obviously embarrassed and in need. I took off the lamb skin half-cape I had around my shoulders and wrapped it around her, in the process I pulled her wet cold body to me. She looked up at me and before she knew what was happening I was kissing her full on the lips and she was kissing me back enthusiastically.
She took hold of the cape end nearest the inside of the store with one hand and grabbed my wrist with the other. I relaxed my arm expecting her to move it away from her heaving wet breasts. Instead, she put my hand on her breast then took the other side of my cape in her other hand and elbowed my other hand free of the cape. She then held the cape to shield what my hands were doing from the eyes of those pressing against us from every direction!
Her tits were full, heavy round and wet. I took a breath and peeled the soaked fabric down and below her breasts, wondering if I was about to get caught or if she would scream. There were people by now pressed in against us on nearly every side as the rain was now falling in sheets. I found myself wishing I was in the sheets with this green-eyed vixen and her lovely full tits!
At first I was content to massage the full tits but then she put her lips near my ear and whispered, “Twist my nipples. God I am so horny I bet you can make me cum just by yanking my nips hard!”
Who was I to argue?
In seconds I felt wet drops in my fingers and as I broke our embrace and looked down I was stunned to see that not only was she lactating, she was in full let down mode! She brought the cape together so she could hold it with one hand and the other slipped down and into the waistband of her skirt. I offered her a knee between her thighs and moments later as the rain beat upon the metal roof of the building she was pounding herself into my thigh as I milked her tits like she was some perverted cow! It did not even take her 2 minutes before she was cumming and I had to release one of her nipples and wrap my arm around her to keep her wobbly legs from collapsing as she trembled and buried her repressed screams into my chest!
She was just recovering from it all when the rain let up nearly as suddenly as it had started.
Without a word, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the store and toward a corner of the building. Stopping suddenly she turned and said, “Take me someplace where I can suck your cock. I have to suck you now!”
I pulled her around the side of the building and behind a fence. My truck was parked in the second row. I was no more in the passenger side than she climbed in the driver’s side and was grabbing for my cock. Reaching beneath her to her free swinging utters, I used a milking motion I had had to use as a boy for my grandfather when he had goats. The same motion had her moaning just as it had made the goats stand placidly in place.
She had my cock out and was gobbling it like chocolate cake at a three year olds birthday party! Just as it was obvious she was not a virgin, it was equally obvious she had blown many a cock before. With one hand stroking, tugging and milking her tits and the other on the back of her head, it was only a matter of a couple of minutes before I fired a white hot load into her greedy mouth.
I was lying there staring at the ceiling of the truck as I saw her out of the corner of my eye, sit up, cover her tits and check her dark hair in the mirror. She then rolled over and kissed me and said, “This Irish Cutie can only tell you thank you for your gallant protection and tender mercies.” She gave me balls a gentle squeeze and darted out the driver’s side of the truck and was out of sight.
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Need a reason to visit a Renaissance Festival near you? Now you have it!!!
I need good reasons to keep writing!!! Reasons like votes, comments… links to pictures of such trollops!!! LOL
Thanks for reading!
My Irish Cutie from New York will remember this well!
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Standing before the Viking tent in full costume I had a great view of the crowd. Lots of people were in costume and it was plain that that beer vendors had been having a banner day as groups of revelers made their way from shop to shop and venue to venue. I pulled up the two foot cow’s horn and blew a mighty call that echoed through the village of Lesser Willy Nilly.
I watched as a group of college age girls nearly undressed as fairies crossed the troll bridge. Two huge men made up and padded to look even larger and misshapen emerged from hidden caves beneath the bridge and grabbed for them. The girls squealed and ran. One troll did manage to paw the backside of one of the girls. I remembered doing that role a few years ago. Hell, I would have done it for free! Sitting beneath the bridge, watching women with nothing on beneath flowing gowns stop on the bridge, chasing girls who bounced out of their corsets. Yeah, that had been a fun time.
The fat drops of rain fell without warning like stones from the sky. Looking up, the cloud was neither large nor threatening, but it was dropping without warning raindrops the size of small water balloons on the hot late summer crowd. I stepped just inside the door to the “Viking Treasure Horde” shop. People were already darting in to escape the shower and experience told me we would be packed soon and a lot of merchandise could walk out the door if sharp eyes did not watch.
We were fairly packed in a moment later when a woman in her mid-thirties, with dark straight hair, round features and green eyes stepped in through the doorway and immediately bumped chest first into me! I had been watching a couple of young men who were handling Viking medallions when we collided and when I turned to say excuse me I nearly lost all composure. The thin beige cotton hugged her DD or better tits and her hard nipples poked out at me as if to accuse me of intentionally colliding with her!
“Do you have a shawl or something I can cover myself with?” She asked obviously embarrassed and in need. I took off the lamb skin half-cape I had around my shoulders and wrapped it around her, in the process I pulled her wet cold body to me. She looked up at me and before she knew what was happening I was kissing her full on the lips and she was kissing me back enthusiastically.
She took hold of the cape end nearest the inside of the store with one hand and grabbed my wrist with the other. I relaxed my arm expecting her to move it away from her heaving wet breasts. Instead, she put my hand on her breast then took the other side of my cape in her other hand and elbowed my other hand free of the cape. She then held the cape to shield what my hands were doing from the eyes of those pressing against us from every direction!
Her tits were full, heavy round and wet. I took a breath and peeled the soaked fabric down and below her breasts, wondering if I was about to get caught or if she would scream. There were people by now pressed in against us on nearly every side as the rain was now falling in sheets. I found myself wishing I was in the sheets with this green-eyed vixen and her lovely full tits!
At first I was content to massage the full tits but then she put her lips near my ear and whispered, “Twist my nipples. God I am so horny I bet you can make me cum just by yanking my nips hard!”
Who was I to argue?
In seconds I felt wet drops in my fingers and as I broke our embrace and looked down I was stunned to see that not only was she lactating, she was in full let down mode! She brought the cape together so she could hold it with one hand and the other slipped down and into the waistband of her skirt. I offered her a knee between her thighs and moments later as the rain beat upon the metal roof of the building she was pounding herself into my thigh as I milked her tits like she was some perverted cow! It did not even take her 2 minutes before she was cumming and I had to release one of her nipples and wrap my arm around her to keep her wobbly legs from collapsing as she trembled and buried her repressed screams into my chest!
She was just recovering from it all when the rain let up nearly as suddenly as it had started.
Without a word, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the store and toward a corner of the building. Stopping suddenly she turned and said, “Take me someplace where I can suck your cock. I have to suck you now!”
I pulled her around the side of the building and behind a fence. My truck was parked in the second row. I was no more in the passenger side than she climbed in the driver’s side and was grabbing for my cock. Reaching beneath her to her free swinging utters, I used a milking motion I had had to use as a boy for my grandfather when he had goats. The same motion had her moaning just as it had made the goats stand placidly in place.
She had my cock out and was gobbling it like chocolate cake at a three year olds birthday party! Just as it was obvious she was not a virgin, it was equally obvious she had blown many a cock before. With one hand stroking, tugging and milking her tits and the other on the back of her head, it was only a matter of a couple of minutes before I fired a white hot load into her greedy mouth.
I was lying there staring at the ceiling of the truck as I saw her out of the corner of my eye, sit up, cover her tits and check her dark hair in the mirror. She then rolled over and kissed me and said, “This Irish Cutie can only tell you thank you for your gallant protection and tender mercies.” She gave me balls a gentle squeeze and darted out the driver’s side of the truck and was out of sight.
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Need a reason to visit a Renaissance Festival near you? Now you have it!!!
I need good reasons to keep writing!!! Reasons like votes, comments… links to pictures of such trollops!!! LOL
Thanks for reading!
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