The Medieval Festival Ch. 02

Luke ran up to the stage, as Bernardo was urging him and getting the crowd behind him. He was urged to turn around, then to take off his shirt, and he got into the routine, flexing and clowning around. The bidding started. It passed 10 dollars, then was up to 30 in no time flat. 40, 50—was he hearing this right? With the lights on the stage, he couldn't make out the people in the crowd very well, so he couldn't see who was yelling. It got to 70, and then one woman's voice yelled for 90 with authority. And suddenly it was silent. "Going once! Going twice! Sold to the lady in the middle in blue!"

As she made her way up to the stage, Luke sighed internally with relief. Not that he wouldn't have kissed a less attractive or larger woman—it was just a kiss, after all, and it was only a game—but it was nice to see that the woman who had bid on him was attractive. No, scratch that, as she came closer into the light, she was beautiful. She was cornsilk blonde, with hair down to her shoulders, and by the looks of her face, she was at least 45, though her skin was remarkably clear, fair, and tight. Her figure was full but taut, and her gown was exposing an extremely liberal amount of full, pale cleavage. Her pale blue eyes were large and smiling, and as he stepped up, she was almost a bit shy for a second. He decided to take the initiative and grabbed her gently but with some firmness, pressing her lips to his. As he pecked her lips for a second and third time, he encircled her waist, drawing her closer, and she tilted her head up more, parting her lips, and soon their tongues were snaking, battling, playing with each other dramatically. Her body melted into his, her arms going around his back, and his pulse raced as he felt her press her hips and her breasts into him, and her leg lifted and snaked around his. He lowered one of his arms to secure her hips, brushing against her ass, as she moaned lowly into his mouth.

During all of this, the cheering, which has started out low, just got more intense. As it progressed from a dull to an animated roar, one of the emcees looked over and bellowed, "Damn, the boy has skills." Luke surpassed a giggle, focusing on the task at hand, feeling his lust rise again. Finally, after what seemed like 20 minutes but had probably only been 2 or 3, they both got a tap on the shoulder, signaling them to move on. They reluctantly separated and walked down the stairs off stage, moving a bit away from the crowd.

She turned and looked at him. She reminded him of a 40's movie star in both face and figure, Katherine Hepburn or Lauren Bacall perhaps. "Thank you," she said in a deep, sexy voice, still breathing a bit heavy, extending her hand.

"I should to be thanking you," he said, kissing it and looking into her eyes.

"Please, I had to pay to kiss you."

"I got volunteered into this thing by my jackass friends. I'd have payed to kiss you."

"Please, enough flattery," she giggled, putting her hand up on his chest. "I've got to be old enough to be your mother."

"Well, I'm 25..."

"Ha! I'm 48, so I was right. My daughter is four years younger than you."

"But you're breathtaking. I wouldn't care if you were 70, you're seriously one of the most captivating women i've seen in a long time."

She paused. "Are you just the type of guy who lays it on thick?"

"I'm dead serious," he said, staring at her, unblinking. An awkward pause hung in the air.

"I think I should probably go back to my camp."

"Why?" he asked. "A woman kisses me like that, I have to at least get her name, and buy her a drink."

"The name's Laurel, handsome. And in case you couldn't tell, I've been drinking a bit tonight anyway."

"Okay. Still, do you have to run off right away?"

"No. But if I don't, I may end up doing something I regret."

"Like what, sleep with me?" he asked, lowering his voice. "One, I would never force a woman to do anything she didn't want to. Which means that you probably want to and are scared of something. And two, why would you every regret sex? Are you in a relationship?"

"No. Not since my husband passed three years ago."

Luke saw his opportunity, and even though the knew it was a bit mischievous and perhaps slightly manipulative, he grabbed her by the hips again, locking her up in another passionate kiss like they had just shared on stage. She resisted for exactly one second, quickly melting into him again, and this time, he pulled out all the stops, grabbing her ass, toying with her breast and her nipple, and kissing all along her neck. "Come to my tent," he implored in her ear throatily.

"Okay," was her only response. He turned, leading the way, as they ran hand in hand.

—Kiana—

It had started off as belly dancing. Kiana had never done it before, and felt awkward at first, but Tika was, it turned out, an experienced teacher and quite a master. She joined her and three other women in a quick rehearsal and impromptu dance for the king. There was some interesting eastern music thrown on, and as the music built and she swayed her hips, Kiana felt herself getting warm and into a very enjoyable, almost sensual groove. Tika came over and began dancing by her side, almost dancing with her, and the slow feeling she developed as they fell into rhythm was one of a bit of lust, almost a primal vibe.

The dancing broke up, and Harold and Tika took her back to their tent, along with a girl named Mina who had been dancing with them. She quickly learned that Mina, who was a very tall, extremely curvy girl with pale red hair and a lot of freckles, lived with them back in Seattle, and was Tika's submissive. The revelation at first surprised her, but as she saw the respect and familial way they treated her, she shrugged it off and assumed the relationship served a purpose for all of them. Harold cracked open a bottle of wine, and after some bantering and a quick top off of all their glasses, he asked her, "So, if I can be a bit forward, are you straight, or bisexual?"

"Bisexual," Kiana offered. "I've mostly had relationships with men, but when Luke and I started to open up our relationship, I realized quickly I wanted to act on my attraction to women."

"What's your taste in women?" Tika asked.

"Oh, I've got very broad taste in women," she bantered back. "Basically, anything I find sexy, and anyone I find arousing or stimulating, I'm interested." She smiled and made some extended eye contact with Tika, hoping the conversation was going in the direction she desired.

"I had an interesting conversation with your boyfriend earlier about swinging. It seems like he's fairly attracted to my wife."

"I must say, I find your boyfriend extremely sexy," Tika added. "If you're okay with it, I'd jump him and fuck him all night."

"I'd love to watch that," Kiana said, with an alluring smile.

"I'd like you to let me have him to myself for a round, watch for a round, and then participate at some point, if that'd be okay with you."

"Absolutely."

Tika smiled and drained her glass, setting it down. "Then it's official. When you guys come up in a couple of weeks, we'll all have some fun!" She walked over to Kiana, bent down, and kissed her. While she had intended it to be a friendly preview of things to come, she was a bit surprised when Kiana moved in, grabbing her aggressively and sneaking her tongue into her mouth. Within a few short moments, though, they were kissing in earnest, and shortly Tika's top was open and Kiana was caressing her breast, working to get her out of her garb. Harold was at first entranced, but quickly sprang into action, helping them to get over to the bed and out of the rest of their garb. As Kiana went down between her legs, she was hit with the smell and taste of a sweet, slightly tangy pussy that she quickly found to be incredibly responsive. She dove in, loving the taste and the softness she craved from another woman—every inch on Tika tasted or smelled amazing, and as she slowly worked her up to an orgasm, she noted Harold had stripped naked and was lazily stroking his prick. Tika laid back, hanging her head off the bed as she took Harold's long prick down her throat to the base, making humming noises that were obviously pleasurable. As Harold began to fuck her throat slowly, Kiana began a much more concentrated oral assault, gently sucking on Tika's prominent clit as she inserted two slender fingers deep, then, seeing how she somewhat enjoyed the rougher treatment, going to an outright nibble of it. Tika began bucking her navel upward, trying not to move her head too much, but moaning and screaming loudly around Harold's prick as she came hard, spraying Kiana's face with fluid. She pulled off of Harold's cock, looked up at Kiana, and said "I should have warned you. I'm a squirter."

"Mmm," Kiana said, "I like that. I've never been with a woman that could do that before, it's hot."

"I'm glad you like it."

Kiana was about to say something else, when she noticed Harold standing near them, his dick still at full attention. She quickly dove to it, taking him in her mouth greedily, and as she did, she felt Tika moving her legs into position and guiding her to sit on her face. She glanced down at her hypnotic green eyes, settling in, enjoying the site of her pussy on her face. Tika quickly sprang her tongue into action, gently yet firmly working her clit, alternating with her tongue pushing in and out of Kiana's pussy.

It was hard for her to concentrate too much on his cock, so good was what Tika was doing, but she was thoroughly enjoying herself nonetheless, and, as Tika began to build her to orgasm, she unconsciously let his cock out of her mouth and hand as she grunted out a loud "Oh fuck yes goddamn yes yes YES!" As the waves washed over her body, her eyes came back into focus, and she saw Harold's cock, sheathed in his hand. "Tika?" she asked.

"Yes?" she answered, freeing herself from Kiana's pussy a bit.

"Would you mind if I fucked your husband?"

"There's nothing else I'd rather see right now."

Harold quickly retrieved a condom, and Kiana bent over, intent on taking him doggy. He entered her slowly and methodically, and his long, somewhat slender cock filled her up nicely. The fell into a rhythm, with him riding her ass firmly but without any sense of crazy urgency, slowly building her up. Tika came around and kissed her, lazily toying with her breasts, then came up and started making out with her husband. Kiana could feel her cum in the distance, somewhat out there, but as Tika returned, she pulled Kiana's hair in a way that instantly raised her temperature, sucking her tongue into her mouth, then moving under her like a mechanic on a mission, first playing with her nipples again, then reaching up and softly tapping on her clit. That did it, and Kiana's climax came like a bus that hit her out of nowhere, her yelling "Oh fuck god god YES!" As Harold kept going, Tika moved up, taking his balls into her mouth, and shortly, the combination of Kiana's continued aftershocks and the stimulation of Tika's mouth brought him over the edge, and he filled the condom up.

They uncoupled, and as Kiana fanned herself and started to recover, she notice Mina handing her a water bottle. "Have you been here this entire time?" she asked, amazed that she had forgotten about her.

"No, I went out to the tavern for a bit and met a friend," she replied.

"Mina has nights I let her play, and nights I don't," Tika explained.

"It makes the nights I get to so much sweeter," Mina explained.

"I'll let her have some fun tomorrow," Tika said. Kiana was curious what that entailed, but decided not to ask.

They lounged naked for a bit, enjoying each other's company. Tika talked about the unexpected nature of this, and how she hadn't wanted to jump Kiana yet, but Kiana offered that she was so turned on she needed to fuck them then. Tika let her in on what her plan was for Luke in the future, and Kiana eagerly agreed that it was a great idea, and how she couldn't wait for a couple of weeks from now, so that she could turn them loose on each other. Eventually, they began to play around again, and Kiana this time enjoyed watching and participating a bit as she watched Harold and Tika fuck, and after a bit they both took turns blowing Harold to completion until he erupted deep in Kiana's throat. She generously shared a bit with Tika, and as the night was well into morning, she made her way out to find her tent, wondering what mischief her man had gotten himself into. Tika had made it a point to shove her pussy into Kiana's face before she left, instructing her to kiss him and tell him that was what he would be tasting in a few weeks time. She left down the path toward their tent, a shit-eating grin on her face from both the fucking and the pussy juice coating her mouth.

—Luke—

Her pussy tasted amazing. That was his first impression. Her body was beautiful, sexy, and she would have fit right in to any of the "mature" porn clips he occasionally looked at online, curious about older women and their reported higher stamina and sex drive. Her breasts were large, relatively perky, with silver dollar sized pale nipples, her skin like alabaster, and her hips and ass wonderfully round and enticing. But her pussy was incredible. It tasted like honey with a slight bit of tang, and while she wasn't quite a squirter, she flowed liberally. It had taken him only a couple of minutes of aggressively flicking her clit, along with a bit of fingering of her g-spot, and she had cum hard, flowing sweetly into his mouth, and now it was like a faucet on low that he couldn't turn off. Feeling her buck, and pull his head into her pussy as she spread her legs wide, he was so turned on he was practically buzzing. "Oh god, I needed this," she muttered throatily. "Eat my pussy, just like that. Fuck!" He kept going, not wanting to move anytime soon—he enjoyed eating a woman out, and loved seeing her get off. He transitioned to a butterfly technique that he knew Kiana loved, which she seemed to appreciate, but noticed that what really seemed to get her louder was the up and down, flat of the tongue technique. After a few diligent minutes, she clenched her cunt again around his finger, so tight he could barely budge it, as her wetness flowed with some force. He dove in harder, determined to win another one out of her, when he felt her pull on the sides of his head, guiding him up to her face. He gave his face a quick wipe, and as he rose up, she attacked his mouth, kissing him urgently, and wrapped her legs around him. He kissed her, working his way down her neck and collarbone, and giving one of her nipples a bit of attention, enjoying the teasing the end of his prick was giving her clit. She was, he could tell, getting more and more heated, enjoying the attention he was lavishing on her, passionate yet taking his time. Then, with equal parts teasing and lust, she decided to lean her pelvis up a bit to put the first couple of inches into her, right as he thrust down with his hips. The result was over half of his length instantly sinking into her, with her instinctively pulling him in with her legs, and though it was tight for the first few thrusts, they both unconsciously started fucking at each other with some urgency, enjoying the sudden and unexpected immersion into each other. In fact, though Luke had always used protection when with a new woman, he was temporarily lost in the moment, enjoying the divine feeling of her. Her fluid movements seemed to match his, her cunt was warm, incredibly wet, and clinging to him like a glove, and she pushed back at him with an insistent rhythm no younger woman had ever given him. He was, he decided, hooked on more experienced women from that moment on.

After about a minute, though, he pulled back a bit, stopping his thrusting. She looked up with some surprise. "Hey, um, don't take this wrong, but I really should put on a..."

"Condom?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"No, it's fine. I understand if you need to. But if it makes you feel better, I can't have any more kids, and the last man I was with was my husband. So I'm pretty sure I'm safe."

Luke stopped, in thought for a second. On the one hand, he and Kiana had an agreement about safe sex. On the other hand, they had talked about the possibility of not always using protection if they had an ongoing relationship with someone else and knew the person was safe. And as he was vacillating back and forth, Laurel, sensing his uncertainty, gripped his cock with her pussy, somewhat selfishly and evilly not wanting to give it up, even for a second. "Fuck it," he said, and plunged into her as deep as he could, and she gasped and moaned with pleasure. As he pulled back, he started fucking her insistently, giving her some more impact as he began to alternate sucking on her tits.

"Oh god yes, that's good."

"You like that?"

"Yeah, I've got way sensitive tits, suck them and you'll give me a big rolling O."

He didn't have to be told twice. She began moving her hips almost violently, and he started hammering her with everything he could manage, alternating between each breast, and after he had switched off four or five times, he felt her clamp hard as she yelled out "Oh fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK YES!" He slowed up a second, then as she relaxed, he pushed in deep again.

"I want to be on top," she said in his ear. They quickly switched positions, and as he sat up, she quickly climbed up and sank down on his cock in one aggressive movement. She put her feet on the bed, clenching her powerful legs as she hopped up and down on his cock, and he reached up, grabbing a handful of her hair as he pulled her down for a breathy, aggressive kiss. Quickly, she reared up and shoved her breast back into his mouth, and he wasted no time before latching on, spending some lingering moments on one before going right back to the other. Her tits were amazing, and he loved the way her nipples were getting as hard as rubber as he sucked them. As he felt her breathing quicken, he reached down with thumb, gently applying some pressure to her clit, and within a few seconds she was screaming an almost feral, crazed grunt/moan combination, cumming on his cock again as she threw her head back and moaned a deep, almost animal-like growl.

Luke was beginning to feel the distant urge in his balls, not of an imminent climax, but that he would need to soon. As soon as the thought went through his brain, Laurel slowed her insistent riding and asked, "Hey. Can you cum from a blowjob?"

"Sure," he responded. Truthfully, Kiana and a few other girls had told him he was a tough nut to crack orally, but he was dying to feel her lips on his cock. If the way she fucked was any indication, he was sure it would be amazing.

She quickly climbed off, and as she settled her mouth on him, it took maybe two seconds to realize how right he was. She gave, by far, the best head he had ever had. It wasn't just the technique, although that was fantastic, too. It was the way she seemed to passionately love sucking dick, like it was the best thing in the entire world. She was fitting his entire, thick length in her mouth, without even pushing it much into her throat, staring up at him with those gigantic blue eyes, and softly running her hands around the base of his cock, his balls, and his hips, thighs, and ass, gently caressing him. He tried to hold out for a bit, as he was greatly enjoying it, but it was less than 3 minutes before she had him yelling as he launched ropy jets of his seed into her mouth.

They took a breather, and as they laid, softly touching, she asked him about the feminine touches around the tent. He told her about Kiana and their relationship, which seemed to simultaneously puzzle and intrigue her. "Should I leave before she gets back?"

"No, don't worry about it. My guess is she found somebody to do the same thing we just did with. Besides, she's not jealous, she'd just want to watch."