Renaissance Love (fm:one-on-one, 2550 words) | |||
Author: SexyLuna | |||
Added: Feb 22 2005 | Views / Reads: 749 / 541 [72%] | Story vote: 8.75 (8 votes) | |
This is the story of a horny young wench at a medieval renactment event. Will she find the lord of her dreams? | |||
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The clash of steel upon steel excites me as the hot sun beats down upon us faire-goers. Today is the battle - a time when modern folk don garb and armor, and proceed to skillfully pummel the living bejesus out of each other. I can feel a drop of sweat run down between my breasts, squeezed as they are in a tightly laced corset, as I cheer on the sweaty warriors. The sun glints off their weapons and the air itself is energized with the excitement of the crowd and the enthusiasm of the fighters.I am at a local event, attended by many renaissance re-enactors. We number a few thousand, and I'm hoping, that with those odds, I may find someone who can warm my bed this eve. I am keeping an eye on the brawny fighters, trying to discern who may be a good companion. I pull my sleeves down, and adjust my chemise off my shoulders, hoping to attract a little more attention. I scan the crowd and realize that I am just one in a sea of cleavage, and sigh.
But, ho! What is this? As I turn my gaze back on the grassy arena, I see one of the fighters heading off to the sides. He has pulled off his helmet and is shaking his hair loose. I can see the sun glistening off his sweat soaked skin. He looks to be a bit under 6 feet, broad shouldered, with strawberry-blonde shoulder-length hair. He's also very cute. I smile in his general direction, hoping to make eye contact. Amazingly enough, it appears that he has noticed me as well. He sketches a slight bow, and I give him a "come-hither" gesture. ...
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