Whore At The Faire: Renaissance Slut Sucks & Fucks

You didn’t think I’d forget to post this next sexy chapter, did you?

On this night I find myself in the role of the mead-drunk whore at the faire. My boyfriend is roughly plowing me from behind with my voluminous skirts up over my hips. Of course, I’m wearing no panties. My bare pussy and ass are completely exposed. Big hands encircle my tiny waist, as his thick hard cock is drives deep into my wet cunt.

We’re behind the tavern, mating roughly like animals in heat. I’m on elbows and knees with my back arched, bent over a bale of hay. Like a good little whore at the faire, I’m giving him access to my bared tits and everything between my legs. He fucks me hard andd deep with my body completely exposed.

You see, I teased him too much. I didn’t intend to end up being the whore at the faire tonight. However, it was far too easy to be the tempting brat. I love being a drunken tease. And the more I drank earlier, the more I got into character as the wanton tavern wench. That lap dance I gave was so hot. Everyone watching became so aroused. This is a punishment for my naughty behavior.

Furthermore, I love being his little Renaissance Faire slut.

My wet, tight pussy is quivering. I love being a whore at the Faire!

As you approach, you can hear his primal grunts and the wet sound of him thrusting into me over and over. At the end of each deep pump of his hips, you can hear the smack of his groin against my buttocks. My whimpers echo in the night. Truthfully, it is wildly arousing to be used like a whore at the Faire. The sex is so rough, though. He’s mercilessly fucking me and my large breasts bounce with each thrust. Do you like what you see?

This is the exact moment I look up and see you watching. You are observing us, enjoying it, and stroking yourself. Suddenly I find myself wishing you’d approach and join us. Truthfully, I would love it. He’s fucking me like a whore at the Faire right here in public. At this moment, I’m not in control. I’ve fantasized about submitting to being shared during sex for years. Just the thought makes me horny and wet.

Will you be the one to make my fantasy a reality? I want to be your whore at the Faire, too. With big submissive eyes, I look up at you. I lick my lips to demonstrate my eagerness. Will you give into temptation? A moment later, my eyes roll back into my head when my body convulses around another deep thrust. I want this so badly. Together with my boyfriend, I want you to fill me up. Finally, you approach.

Maybe you saw the invitation in my eyes? Come closer. My mouth is waiting for you.

Without a doubt, you know I want to be your whore at the Faire. I suspect perhaps you and my boyfriend discussed this earlier. He doesn’t look surprised to see you. Have we met before? I honestly don’t know. Until now we may have been strangers, but you’re about to become my lover.

You caress my cheek, brushing my hair aside and watching me get fucked up close for a few moments. Undeniably, you two have talked. Perhaps, planned to share me jointly as your whore at the Faire? My boyfriend lays me on my side. I’m stretched out along the hay bale so that he can place one of my naked legs up resting on his shoulder. I’m spread wide open in this position. He can continue pounding me with deep controlled thrusts. Also, he can reach my clit and ass easily. He toys with them mercilessly. I am helpless.

My bodice is open and pulled down all the way to my waist. You laugh appreciatively before you reach down to grope my exposed breasts. Next, you pinch and tug my hard nipples. I squirm and moan. God, it feels so fucking good. I love being the wild whore at the Faire, shared between you both. You slide a finger into my mouth, then two. Eagerly, I suck them in invitation. Yes, I’m ready. Finally, you take your hard cock out and kneel on the hay bale. With one hand on the back of my head, you guide yourself into my open mouth.

I’m being pounded in two holes at once; a spit roasted whore at the Faire.

This is my ultimate fantasy. I am costumed like a tavern whore and being sexually ravaged by two hard, virile men. Your cock kisses the back of my throat. You keep rolling my nipples between your fingers as you fuck my mouth. Your hand on the back of my head guides me as I suck your cock. At the same time, my boyfriend’s thrusts force me deeper down your shaft. You both fill me relentlessly over and over.

Within minutes, I’m moaning my first orgasm helplessly around your cock. You and he use me for a few moments more, then hot cum floods into me. Your simultaneous groans are music to my ears. I want more of this! I love being your whore at the Faire.

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