Ravaged at the Renaissance Festival P 1
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I knew enough about their sex lives to guess around the edges of what I might be signing up for. I didn’t want to know the rest. I might back out. And as I told Nicole, it was too exhilarating imagining myself completely in the power of a virtual stranger.Even if it was one I’d gotten to know over a year.But she made it so effortless, continually checking in through the day and night without breaking the mood with a lot of hand-wringing, just showing that she cared. And that she could be in...
BDSMMy name is Jamie and I am a high school teacher, so I put up with a lot of crap, ironically mainly from the grownups. If I could eliminate the “adults” from my world it would be heaven. I got a stupid call from a stupid parent on Friday afternoon and then my stupid administrator sided with the parent. So I was in a fine mood when I got home that night. Luckily for me my perky little sister was waiting for me at my apartment and the sight of her pretty face washed all of my worries away. ...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Kennedy waited in hungry anticipation. She felt the sweat on her back mixing with the cool air of the air conditioner. She could only hear the soft movements around her, the roar of the air conditioner, or the hum of the butterfly clit stimulator buzz when Lorne pushed the button. Each time bringing her close to an orgasm, but always stopping early. She would fruitlessly hump the air until she felt the sting of the whip across her bare ass, causing her to yelp and whimper. Her wrists were tied...
Hardcore?GOOD AFTERNOON, LADIES,? began Sarah Nilsson, speaking with the measured tone of the career politician she wanted to be. The light chit-chat amongst the Student Council representatives subdued into silence, as a dozen pairs of eyes focused on the Council President, ?We have one issue and only one issue today: the pool.? The handful of girls who hadn’t been giving Sarah their full attention immediately did so. ?I have just been informed by Headmaster McGregor that, effective May 15,...
I beamed at her through the rest of the show, feeling too shy and too flirty to actually trust myself to say much of anything as we were undressed, placing her back into that dazzling bright yellow Belle costume and me back into the Tinkerbell piece that showed off just a little too much of my ass and tits.Nicole’s poured out of the top of her dress, frilly and white at the edges, drawing attention again to that incredible bust. “What bra size do you wear again?” I asked as she clasped it...
LesbianI would bring this girl to climax first, leave her panting in the dirt. Taking two fistfuls of hair, I pulled her head away. My cock popped out of her mouth with a sucking sound. “M’Lord, am I not to your liking?†she asked, looking up at me with genuine concern. “You’re wonderful, my love, but I want to see to your needs first.†“But I only want to satisfy you.†“You’ll satisfy me by doing as you’re told.†Rochelle gave me a puppy dog look. “I’ll...I’ll do whatever you want.†This ravishing...
First TimeI 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...
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Love StoriesIt was late when I arrived in Jersey. I was to meet a friend at a renaissance festival to be held at the Smithsonian in New York the following day. I decided to stop at a hotel near the G.W. Bridge, which crosses over into New York, for the night. I had the vallet take my things up to the room I purchased and headed to the hotel bar for a martini before turning in. I sat at the bar for sometime sipping martinis and chatting with other travelers at the bar. One of the gentleman at the bar caught...
Kennedy waited in hungry anticipation. She felt the sweat on her back mixing with the cool air of the air conditioner. She could only hear the soft movements around her, the roar of the air conditioner, or the hum of the butterfly clit stimulator buzz when Lorne pushed the button. Each time bringing her close to an orgasm, but always stopping early. She would fruitlessly hump the air until she felt the sting of the whip across her bare ass, causing her to yelp and whimper. Her wrists were tied...
The next day morning :- Ankita: Chhotu ko chhodh aaye school tak? Me: Haa (trying to grab her waist from behind). Ankita: Siddharth, thanks for everything you did yesterday. Par ye sab ke liye paap lagta hai. Me: Ankita aisa matt socho. Kal jo hua usme dikhta hai ki tumhe bhi wo chahiye. Ankita: Par… Me: Ankita main zabardasti nahi kar sakta tumhare sath, acha nahi laga to bolo, main aaj se dikhunga bhi nahi. Aur agar acha laga to tum meri lead follow karo. Ankita: Sid, pata nahi. Me (putting...
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-H.P. Lovecraft, "The Festival" *** I never knew what led my parents to cut themselves off from the rest of our family, but for my entire life prior to the events I’m about to disclose I knew nothing of them. On the few occasions I broached the topic both my mother and father said nothing, which suggested to me some particularly painful secret for which the only salve was silence. They would have had me believe that the three of us were alone in the world. If only that had been...
“Kelly, are you listening?” Grace asked as she jabbed me in the arm. “Huh? What?” I said startled out of my thoughts. “We are trying to plan for the festival and your input would be nice,” Mady said annoyed, but smiling. I felt my cheeks catch fire as I bit my bottom lip and looked down. I didn’t want to talk about the festival because I was anxious about going this year. “Sorry, guess I have too much on my mind,” I said as I looked up at my two best friends. Mady and Grace laughed and I was...
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I received the call from my agent just after lunch on a Friday. Fridays aren’t days that I normally allocate for work and especially Friday afternoons. On this particular day, I was leaving Maximilian’s my favourite lunchtime restaurant with a soon to be favourite blond on my arm. Greta was waiting for a friend to join her and got tired of waiting, I was there to enjoy Chef Max’s famous Seafood platter and not to be distract from an important task like that by a blond in...
Straight SexReddit Festival Sluts, aka r/FestivalSluts! Having a party girl for a girlfriend is an extreme fucking sport. These babes are free-spirited, energetic, and have a zest for life that few others can keep up with or even begin to understand. They live for the moment, and you might find yourself single before the festival season. Don't take it personally; it probably was never meant to work. But if you don't mind dating one, be my fucking guest. Let's see if you still have a girlfriend before the...
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It all started with my plans for the weekend blowing up in my face. On Friday morning everything I had been looking forward to was shot in the ass either by being cancelled or postponed so I was left with a boring weekend in site. I grabbed the paper and tried to find something, anything to do. It was so lean that the best I could find was a wine festival in the mountains. Me, at a fucking wine festival. Shit I don’t even like wine but oh well, might as well make the best of it so Sat morning...
EroticPlease read chapters 1 - 21 to get to get acquainted with my friends and me and to get immersed in the story. Use the search feature and type "The Game," to find all of the previous chapters. From the feedback that I receive, you won't regret reading the previous chapters. A recap of the story appears in the last several chapters, so I will change the introduction this time. For those who like details this chapter is packed and the most revealing to date. For those who do not, there is plenty...
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Mut stood at the edge of her balcony and looked down at the sun parched land of Egypt and the life giving waters of the Nile that snaked its way north to the sea. "The Festival will begin soon," she thought. "Another like all the others. But what would she find of interest this year?" she wondered. For more than ten years the Festival had been disinteresting. "Why do I continue to bless this shallow land?" she asked herself. Amun stepped to her side. "What do you see, my love?" he...
I woke early but I knew breakfast would be late. Needing to pee, I hobbled painfully to the toilet and wondered if I would ever be free of pain again. There hadn't been one day since I landed when I could more freely and could run or jump without many of my muscles protesting. My arse hurt but it was nothing like as painful as after the strap and the cane so I suppose that was something to be grateful for. On the way back I met Sanle dragging Roger along. She giggled when she saw me. "You...
For the first 44 years of my life, I neither had, nor had considered any sexual liaisons with anyone of the same sex. This was until the following took place: Just to give you an idea of me, I am a tall slim (but not skinny) man, with short brown hair and blue eyes. I was in the car with my wife travelling to a music festival, we were having a row. I won’t bore you with what it was about (as it’s not particularly relevant) but it was getting quite heated and my wife’s driving was becoming...
For the first 44 years of my life, I neither had, nor had considered anysexual liaisons with anyone of the same sex.This was until the following took place:Just to give you an idea of me, I am a tall slim (but not skinny) man,with short brown hair and blue eyes. I was in the car with my wifetravelling to a music festival, we were having a row. I won't bore youwith what it was about (as it's not particularly relevant) but it wasgetting quite heated and my wife's driving was becoming...
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My gang of friends used to spend a lot of time at music festivals. Some beer, sun and good music is all we need to have a good time. Sex was always involved.Summer, who I had developed a friends-with-benefits relationship with, was also part of our gang and went with us to various festivals. We enjoyed the bands, got flat-out drunk and laughed till we couldn't stand on our feet. We camped on the festival grounds, where there always seemed to be a group of drunks playing Motorhead songs all...
It was August of 1977. Kelly and I were going to be seniors when school started back up. But before then our little town had its annual summer festival celebrating our local crop. Kelly and I had made our first trip to Milwaukee’s Summerfest several weeks ago and we knew that nothing in our little town could compare to that experience. Kelly’s sexuality was beginning to boil. She had dressed like a slut at Summerfest and loved the attention and the sex that it had brought her.Even though her...
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Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
It was a pleasant June day as we all drove out to the festival grounds. There were four of us in the car. Me, Steffie, Susan, and Sally. Me being Steve made up the last part of the four S's. We had been friends since high school and all went to the same college together, and now we were headed out to my first music festival. The other three S's had been before, but I always had some other obligation which prevented me from going. But this year I was finally free, and we had picked up some...