Where it happened: Renaissance Faire
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I’ve always been what you would call an over-sexed girl. I have been masturbating for so long I can’t even remember life before that tingly wonderful sensation of orgasm. In high school I did my share of fooling around….my quest was to be able to give the best blow job in the world…and if you ask some of the guys in the theater arts department, they will tell you that I have fulliflled that quest….I tried to have sex with a guy once…by try as he might, he couldn’t get the darn thing in. I felt bad, and my sexual frustration sky-rocketed. Lucky for me it was right before summer break, and I spend every summer break working Renaissance Faire. For anyone who’s never been, let me tell you, it’s a blast! Handsome, long-haired men everywhere, flirting outrageously. My personal favorites are the scotsmen in their kilts. It was one such Scot who caught the fancy of both me and my best friend. We took him back to our tent and spent hours kissing him, going down on him….and yes, it’s true, they don’t wear anything under those kilts. My friend, always the frigid type finally got bored and went to sleep. I had decided to do the same when my Scotsman cuddled up to me, kissing me passionately while his hand moved down to finger my clit. He spread his kisses all down my body, his lips coming to rest between my legs. He gave good oral sex, but the next thing i knew he was ramming his cock into me. I flet my hymen tear and i panicked. He wasn’t using protection…he was really having sex with me…I tried to push him off, but he was a persistant little sheepfer.
My friend later told me she was awake for the whole thing. We still don’t talk about it….
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