Spring Break Memories Ch. 6! (Patreon)

(DISCLAIMER: All characters represented in this story are consenting adults at least 18-years-old.)

CAST OF CHARACTERS:

Ryan Collins (narrator): 18-years-old

Alice Talbot: 18-years-old

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Hello my wonderful patrons! Alright, this one turned out to be a pretty quick one all told, which was welcome considering how hectic July usually is for me, so now that it's all come together, I am ready to share the sixth chapter of the Spring Break Memories miniseries!

I'd, as ever, like to thank you all for your support, and your indulgence with being cool with me selecting the SYM Girl of this chapter, Ryan's sexy and exhibitionist next door neighbor, 18-year-old Alice Talbot! I've done a basic round of edits, but it will have a more polished round before going up on Lit, so if you see anything a little on the rough side, that's why. This will be up here in early access for about the next week or so before I send it to Lit, so I hope you enjoy its current exclusivity!

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Now, normally when I was on vacation, I liked to sleep in because, well, how often do you get to enjoy this kind of time off? It would normally take some serious plans, or someone seriously hot, to get me out of bed early in the morning when I was in vacation mode, and even that would take some serious prodding, and probably have me extra surly for the remainder of the day.

Nevertheless, I also knew plenty of girls who made the effort quite worth it, and 18-year-old Alice Talbot was undoubtedly high on that list.

Alice and her mother had moved in next door to us earlier this year, and to say that the two of us had an interesting, nearly magnetic pull toward each other from the beginning would be an understatement. It was almost as if on an instinctive level that we knew each other to be sublimely sexual beings, and that the two of us were on a very similar wavelength that would make our encounters together particularly heated, and oh was that assessment right. We’d had sex quite often since our first time together, and had become good friends in the process, often riding our bikes to school or around town together, enjoying our time clothed together almost as much as we enjoyed our time together naked.

Though I genuinely adored Alice for exactly who she was, I couldn’t lie that the fact that she was incredibly hot didn’t hurt matters, either. A toned, 5’9” with soft, dark skin, Alice was a gorgeous black girl with a loose afro of curls that she wore confidently. Her athletic body was not overly muscled, but more than capable of pushing me to my limits, with a tight ass, long legs, and impeccable C-cup tits that I’d rather come to enjoy watching bounce whenever she rode me. With an adorably pretty face and the cutest, light Australian accent (from the years she grew up there with her parents), pretty much everything about Alice was a turn-on, and I counted myself as fortunate to have her in my circle of friends.

So, yes, for her, I’d set an alarm while I was on vacation so I could go on an adventure to an experience I was skeptical about, because I knew that one way or another, I’d have some fun with Alice, even if that fun was the sex that would come after whatever adventure she had in mind.

Quickly, I set about showering, cursing myself for letting my night at the strip club with Sarah go as late as it did while still savoring the experience, while shivering from the memories of that unforgettable experience. I didn’t linger on this too long, wanting the shower to be as quick as possible, but I still managed to shake off the cobwebs at the corners of my mind that threatened my consciousness.

Shower finished, I quickly dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a t-shirt and double-checked my backpack I’d specially loaded for the experience, making sure I had my water bottles, hat and sunscreen. Yeah, I may not have been an outdoorsy kind of guy, but if I was going to be in a situation where I had to be outdoors, I was going to be prepared for the occasion.

After all, it wasn’t every day you went to your very first Renaissance Faire, even if I wasn’t entirely excited by the prospect of going. It was one of those geeky rites of passage that I had always found a way of avoiding in the past in my efforts to not look like the nerd of all nerds, but all it took was a little light pleading from Alice, and the promise of some truly depraved sex if I didn’t have a good time, and here I was, ready to step off into the unknown.

I’d barely made it to the living room to wait for her when I heard her knocking at the front door. I went over to answer it, opening it and greeted by the glorious sight of Alice Talbot standing before me, and looking perfect for the occasion at that. She was wearing a colorful, if somewhat muted, peasant’s dress, flowy and comfortable-looking, and looking all the sexier on her even though it covered most of the goods. The dark green corset she wore with it was tight and hiked up high, which when combined with her already low-cut dress, really made her cleavage look amazing. With a muted, but distinct, lipstick and some dark eye makeup, she quite frankly looked stunning.

My jaw might have dropped at the sight of her, but she could only smirk with amusement when she saw me.

“This is what you were planning on wearing?” she asked, her voice light and lyrical, if playfully critical.

“I mean… yeah?” I answered, looking myself up and down. “I don’t have much in the way of costumes, and you said to dress comfortably and for a day out, so I dressed comfortably and for a day out.”

“It’s alright,” Alice replied, smiling with amusement as she stepped inside. “Comfort is the most important part for the amount of walking we’re bound to do, but if you want to look the part as well as feel it, they should have costume rentals up front… and if you’ll indulge me, I would very much like to rent a costume for you.”

Closing the door behind her, I asked, “Why, want me to be your knight in shining armor?”

She laughed. “Fuck, no. First, that archetype’s overplayed and usually bullshit with most real knights having been well-paid bullies. Second, those costumes are expensive, and third, they’re heavier and hotter than hell, and if we’re gonna be out in the sun all day, you’re not gonna want to wear a mobile oven, will you?”

She made a lot of good points. “Fair enough.”

“Yes, I thought I could make some persuasive arguments,” Alice replied, grinning. “Besides, I think you’d make a sexy peasant farmer, and I know they have plenty of costumes along those lines for rent.”

“I think you’d make a hot… well, anything, really,” I replied quickly.

“Perhaps,” she said, smirking. “But, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. If we get too hot and bothered before we go, we likely won’t go, and I’d so very much like to go to this one… that, and I’ve already got a ride en route, and those cancellation fees are a bitch.”

“I can imagine,” I replied, motioning her toward the couch. “Well, grab some seat… how long before the car gets here?”

Checking her phone as she sat down, Alice said, “Not long… but not long enough for me to get out of all of this and then back to feeling respectable before we have to take our ride.”

“Well, shoot,” I replied, grinning cheesily and sitting down next to her.

“Oh, relax,” she said, looking me up and down and biting her lip. “There’s no way this day doesn’t end in us having some hot sex, don’t you worry your cute little head over it… I just want to get out and have some fun before I do… and in spite of your barely hidden skepticism for the event, I assure you, Ryan, that you will also have fun that isn’t purely sex-related, believe me… there’s a lot of fun to be had at a Ren Faire, and you won’t even have to look all that hard.”

I guess I could have sounded less skeptical about attending the event with her, but this was another of those experiences that I’d avoided for too long during those periods where I tried to deny just how nerdy I was. Those days were well past me, and stupid at that, as I knew how much of a nerd I was and really enjoyed all that it entailed, but I still felt a strange sense of wanting to turn away from such a stereotypically nerdy experience as this… which I guess made it good that I had Alice here with me. Her mere presence dimmed any anxiety or annoyance I had with the mere thought of the experience, and even if I had some strange instinctive doubts, I rationally understood that she was more likely than not correct.

“You promise?” I asked, still sounding skeptical, but now making it clear that I was putting on an act.

Sighing, Alice rolled her eyes at me. “Cross my heart and hope to die… and if everything manages to fall apart somehow, which it won’t, because Ren Faires are fucking fantastic places to be, I’ve got a friend who works a shop at this faire who has a tent set up in back, and she said we could sneak off there and fuck at the faire if we can’t restrain ourselves until we get back here.”

Well, this certainly got a raised eyebrow from me. “Really?”

“Oh, fuck yeah. There’s so much fucking sex at Ren Faires, they gotta be ready for it…” she replied, amused. “It’s one of those things that’s not so much if it happens but when it happens, and we can make it happen whenever we want… but I’d still love for you to try and take in some of the experience first before we get down to the down and dirty, if that’s alright?”

Alice was pleading with me so earnestly that I couldn’t help but feel my heart go out to her. I might have been awkward about the prospect of heading to a Ren Faire, but more than that even, I didn’t want to disappoint her.

With a theatrical bow, I said, “Anything for you… m’lady.”

Stifling a giggle, she said, “You don’t really have to go with the language if it’s not working for you, and on the surface it really isn’t… but the effort is appreciated.”

“Hey, I’m trying,” I replied, laughing.

Leaning in to me, Alice pressed her soft, sweet lips against mine and kissed me. It was one of those kisses that had a way of making everything else seem so very far away, and one that we held onto for quite a while, melting into it and getting more into it with each passing moment. This, of course, got even better when Alice took my hand in hers and placed it on one of her breasts, which certainly had a way of perking up my spirits. We made out for a good few minutes like this before parting, her looking at me positively dreamily.

“And all I ask is that you try,” she replied, quickly checking her phone. “Alright, the Uber’s going to take a little longer to get here than I’d like… if you’re so desperate for some action…”

Tantalizingly, Alice began to tease her skirt up her legs, showing more of her delectable, toned legs to me, until she had fully exposed her panty-clad pussy.

“…you can feel free to eat me out as many times as you can before the car gets here… but if you make me squirt, then it’s on you to clean yourself up before we hit the road,” she explained.

I watched as she hooked two fingers into her panties, pulling them to the side and exposing her dark folds to me. I looked at Alice’s shaved cunt, my mouth practically watering, taking in the sheen of moisture that had already gathered on her lips. To further emphasize her point, she slipped a finger inside of herself, twisting around and parting her lips slightly to show off the pink within in a way that turned me on intensely.

Slipping off the couch, I crawled between Alice’s legs and grinned up at her. “You sure know how to talk a guy into a Ren Faire.”

“Just you wAAAAAAAAAAIT…” she moaned as I placed my mouth onto her pussy lips, swirling my tongue around her clit. “The fun… ohfuck… is just beginning…”

***

As it turned out, I was able to make her cum twice before the Uber arrived, and even managed to get cleaned up so I didn’t smell like pussy juice on the 45-minute ride to the distant fairgrounds where the Ren Faire would be taking place.

While eating Alice’s pussy certainly fortified me for a good while that morning, between traffic, and the fact that the place where the Ren Faire was taking place looked like something between a quarry and the kind of place where the Army would test experimental munitions, my skepticism for the event was rising. Nevertheless, we got there in time to see the opening ceremonies where many a jester and musician absolutely lost their minds when the “Queen” declared the festivities open and the air filled with bright streamers and confetti and the sounds of flutes and banging drums. The thick crowd that had already gathered lost their minds in kind with the rest of the performers, and I couldn’t deny that some of their enthusiasm (but mostly Alice’s) was beginning to rub off on me.

The fairgrounds looked a lot better when we were brought inside the Ren Faire proper, which as it turned out was a winding series of colorful shops, tents and stalls selling all sorts of overpriced, but admittedly cool-looking items, from soaps to artisanal snacks, from books to wands and scepters, it seemed like if you were any kind of fantasy fan, you could have one hell of a good time shopping here.

With my wallet significantly lighter after spending last night at a strip club with Sarah, I wasn’t really into heavy shopping, but I was enjoying the atmosphere… and, admittedly, the costumes. A lot of women took the opportunity to come here in the skimpiest medieval-looking dresses and other costumes, showing off plenty of leg and cleavage, most of them wearing corsets that only accented their assets further in a way I rather enjoyed goggling at.

At Alice’s insistence, the first place we made our way to was the costume rental tent, and after a little picking and choosing, I wound up renting a surprisingly clean-looking peasant farmer costume at her insistence. Consisting of a wide hat (which was great for me, considering how little I wanted to do with the sun), a white, lace-up long-sleeved shirt, and some loose, comfortable lace-up pants, I had to say it felt pretty damn comfortable, and true to Alice’s prediction, once I looked at myself in the mirror they had, I couldn’t lie: I actually looked pretty damn good.

You know, in a medieval peasant kind of way.

From there, I let Alice lead the way on what we should do next, and despite my lack of expertise in most of the entertainments that were available, Alice made a talented guide showing me the ins and outs of Ren Faire entertainment, and how much fun they could be if you gave them half a chance.

She made a sound move by taking me to the game booths first, as it was hard to deny the appeal of throwing weapons in some distinctly manly, primal kind of way that I didn’t get to tap into very often. While I might not have proven all that talented at their knife and ax throwing booths, I did surprisingly well at hurling javelins, actually managing to hit a few of the cartoonish fantasy figures they’d spray painted onto the walls of hay bales at the end of the booth. True, I would’ve only hit my enemy in the ankle, but since that still would’ve hurt this imaginary enemy, I was willing to call that an accomplishment for the day.

When I didn’t do nearly so well at the “giant slaying” test-your-might game, I did manage to swing the hammer with enough force to send the metal weight most of the way up the plywood giant, managing to scrape his beard before it fell back to earth. Even though I hadn’t successfully slayed the beast, the look on Alice’s face as she cheered for me made me feel like I’d won the greatest of victories against a truly mighty foe.

The turkey legs we each had right afterward, though, those were also certainly a fine consolation.

Slow after a hearty lunch, we took in a couple shows, watching bawdy abbreviated Shakespeare performances, a juggler/contortionist/firebreather who could also tell her fair share of impressive dirty jokes, and a quick, improvised stage game of DnD reliant on a whole lot of heavy audience participation, which was made all the more fun after Alice prodded me to volunteer as one of the monsters. When it was my turn to be slain by the intrepid heroes who won the day, I made a show of it that had everyone laughing for me, rather than at me, and I gotta say… it felt good.

I don’t know what I had expected of the Ren Faire before all this, but it was far from the reality. Fried food, throwing weapons, decent comedy and a whole lot of scantily clad maidens and wenches wandering about?

Yeah, okay, I was officially a convert to the Ren Faire today, and I owed all of that to Alice Talbot. Her immense patience with me and curated way of showing me the sights in a way that would only draw me in further and further to the world of adventure and medieval aesthetics… it certainly worked for me. Every time I’d look at her, her smile only seemed brighter and more optimistic, that sparkle of life and lust radiating and infecting me in a way that made me forget how hot it was and how tired I was, since it couldn’t be all that bad if I was here with such a lovely person.

It was as the afternoon wore on that I finally put voice to this. It was getting damn hot out here by that point, the two of us munching on shaved ice, the two of us trading the occasional bite of her pineapple, and my watermelon-strawberry cone.

“Okay… I’ve been thinking long and hard about when the right time to say this would be, but you were right,” I said.

“Right about what, precisely?” Alice said, fluttering her eyelashes at me tauntingly. “You know us fair maidens, we do love to hear it when a man admits he’s wrong, if just for the infrequency of it all.”

I chuckled. “Oh, I think I know better than most that you’re hardly a maiden… but that doesn’t make you any less right. The Ren Faire kinda kicks ass.”

“Yeah, I was getting that hit off of you,” she replied, smiling at me prettily. “Maybe it was your sudden surge of enthusiasm once you got your first target, or the way that you’ve been leering at every comely wench to cross your path, but it seems that I have truly won you over to one of the few geeky bastions that hadn’t adequately assimilated you.”

“You’re right… and I can admit I’m wrong… I do it all the time, actually. Sometimes too often, I’m told,” I added quickly.

“Oh, I know that,” Alice replied quickly, lightly brushing my arm with her hand. “You’re rather definitively one of the good ones… I believe I was simply so caught up in revelry that I couldn’t hold myself back from engaging in some antiquated humor.”

Waving an arm around demonstratively, I replied, “Well, you couldn’t have picked a better place for it.”

“Couldn’t I?” she agreed, laughing lightly. “But in all seriousness, I do appreciate that about you… and that you are having a really good time. I don’t get to do something like this nearly as often as I’d like, and it’s best attended with friends, and since you’re basically the best friend I’ve made since moving here… I just wanted to say thanks.”

I looked at her, so pleased and hopeful, and I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, quickly claiming her lips with my own. I may not have been “together” with Alice like I was with Josie, Brooke and Sarah, but there were times where I had certainly fantasized about it. Alice was kind, fun, smart and utterly gorgeous, and when we were together, there was a spark that managed to bring me to life in a way that I lived for.

Our lips parted just as quickly as they met, but I couldn’t help but look at Alice with my own little goofy smile as I took in the beauty beside me.

Licking my lips, I said, “You taste like pineapple.”

Smirking back, Alice replied, “And you taste like that ungodly sweet combination of artificial strawberry and watermelon… which you somehow make work on charm and cuteness alone.”

I bowed to her dramatically. “I live to please.”

“Another of my favorite things about you,” she said with a light laugh as I stood back up. “Do you want to know how I really knew you were having a good time?”

“Was it the smile that I couldn’t remove from my face?” I asked, grinning at her playfully. “Because I’d think that was a pretty dead giveaway that I was having a great time.”

Without breaking her own smile, Alice continued, “I made it clear early on that if you ever got bored or wanted to cut and run, we could be off somewhere nearby having sex, and you haven’t asked me about that once. That is how I know you’re having a good time, Ryan…”

Huh, I guess she was right about that. “It doesn’t mean I don’t want to fuck you.”

“Nor I you,” she replied, still with that playful little smirk on her lips. “I just found it impressive, especially after how ravenous you seemed this morning.”

“Well, for you, I’m kind of always ravenous, so it’s not like that’s much of a change of pace,” I admitted.

“Oh, I know, and that’s all the more impressive, if I’m being honest,” Alice explained, biting her lip. “Because I was thinking… if you wanted to go have sex soon, we could make our way over to the fortunetelling tents, I could talk to my friend, and we could… you know…” Alice trailed off, practically purring at this point.

I’d seen enough girls with that “I want to fuck now” look in their eye to know that that wasn’t something you fucked around with, and that if they were ready and excited, you’d be a damn fool not to drop everything and give it to them right now. With that look that Alice was giving me right now, I knew that we were well past the point of dropping everything and that if I wasn’t balls deep in her soon, there would be trouble, and this was the kind of trouble I had no intention of courting today.

Wrapping an arm around her waist as we walked side by side, I said, “Then perhaps we should get our fortunes re-“

“Oy! Tall, skinny ‘n pale! What makes you think you’ve earned the right to put your arm ‘round the comely lass like that?”

I turned, ready to tell off whatever jackass was questioning me, before I realized we had just passed by the “Dunk the Fool” game. A gangly, college-aged guy dressed in a surprisingly dry-looking jester’s costume sat on the platform above a dunk tank, eyeing us with amusement. We’d walked past this game a few times already today, seeing new fools every so often calling out and harassing passersby to talk them into paying money for the chance to dunk them. This fool was new, but I realized it wasn’t a game that we hadn’t had a chance at yet, and though my throwing game wasn’t great today, I was always up to challenge those who thought I didn’t deserve to be with any of the ladies I was with. As we considered the game, Alice and I both took a look at him, then each other, before sharing a laugh.

“Do you wanna answer him, or should I?” she proposed.

“I can handle this,” I replied with a confidence that surprised even me, strolling on over to the fool and raising my voice. “Well, considering what little regard I hold for the word of a fool, you hardly make a convincing argument for why I shouldn’t be with her.”

The fool looked unfazed, shooting me a cocky little grin as he continued taunting in his faux-British accent, “Maybe you don’t trust me words, but I completely trust me eyes, and I know that I see one of the finest pieces of ass I’ve seen in all the Faire, and you just don’t match up with her with the kinda familiarity you’re showin’ her, if you catch my meaning! Oy, love, if you wanna ditch this fool for one of a much higher status, you know where to find me!”

He made exaggerated motions of humping the air and sticking his tongue out at us, which got both Alice and me to laugh.

“Oh, I’m quite satisfied with what my companion can offer me, believe me!” Alice shot back at him, leaning down to show off her cleavage. “And look long and hard, as this is as close as you’re gonna get to me.”

The fool laughed, openly leering at her. “My stare ain’t the only thing here that’s long and hard here, love, you better believe that!”

I looked at Alice again, nodding. “He’s a pretty good salesman, actually.”

“Agreed,” Alice replied. “I know I want to dunk him.”

“Me too,” I added, walking alongside her as the two of us went up to the ticket booth.

We wound up dropping ten dollars for a small bucket of baseballs (truly authentic to the period, I’m sure) as the two of us stepped up to the counter facing the target. The target looked smaller, and further away, than I’d have guessed at a glance, and seemed smaller and further away the moment I picked up a baseball and readied to throw.

My first throw made it to the back wall, but missed the target by a mile.

The fool laughed. “All power and no precision? Again, I ask, this the guy you’re lookin’ for, love? I at least know where the target is!”

Licking her lips, Alice taunted him, “Oh, he knows exactly where the target is. He found it a couple times quite ably this morning.”

This seemed to surprise the fool, who looked like he was almost ready to fall off the platform unprovoked, before he straightened up and brought out the cocky grin again.

“A kind lie, but that don’t make it any less of a lie!” the fool laughed.

I threw another ball, this one getting closer to the target, but still missing.

“I hope yer better at tossin’ salads than you are balls, little man!” the fool taunted.

“Oh, he is… much better,” Alice purred, taunting the fool further.

Again, he looked surprised at how blunt Alice was, but quickly he recovered. While Alice’s words were, admittedly, getting rather distracting, I couldn’t deny that they had an effect of bolstering my resolve, just as his words against me empowered me.

I was going to dunk this fool, and the more shit he talked about me, the more likely it became. This I knew, even if I had nothing scientific to base it on.

My next three balls were no more accurate than the first two, even if I managed to get closer to the tiny target each time, I thought. Alice’s aim was more consistently close than mine was, but despite actually getting some glancing blows on the target, none of them had enough force to send the fool into the water. Although it was certainly fun to banter back and forth with this true jackass of a fool, by the time we were down to only two balls, I was beginning to accept that this fool was likely to stay dry, at least as long as I was throwing.

And then he just had to go and say it.

“You talk a big game, skinny man, and yer lady’s good for backing you up, this much is true,” the fool teased, rocking back and forth in his little cage and shaking the bars on either side of him. “But what yer showin’ me ‘ere ain’t a man who’s ever gotten any, and if you keep goin’ like that and failin’ your way through all this, you ain’t never gonna get any in yer long, bleedin’ life!”

I knew that the fool was going to pick apart whatever he could think of, but the way he said that… well, it hit a little too close to home, sounding like any number of bullies who had come after me over the years who made fun of me for being a dateless geek. I could see Kyle Bowman most clearly, my biggest bully, my longest-term tormenter… I saw him there in the fool’s place, sitting on that platform above the dunk tank and smiling and laughing, all of his cruelties swirling around and taking on a life of their own. Rather than making me feel small, as Kyle’s taunts had in the past, they empowered me here. I remembered fighting back, and taking my revenge upon him at Homecoming, how my friends and I had gotten him deservedly expelled and humiliated him in front of the school.

I remembered all of this, and I gripped the baseball in my hand, reaching back and hurling it forward with a force I never would have expected I had in me. While every other ball I’d sent flying had only just missed the target, this one hit it dead center, and with force, dunking the fool into the tank beneath him with a dramatic splash.

I was, admittedly, lost in the revelry of this moment, cheering and making all sorts of undignified noises, but the way Alice was cheering and hugging me and kissing my cheek, I didn’t care how stupid I might’ve looked. I’d dunked the fool, and I felt like a fucking champion.

Though he was completely submerged for a moment, the fool soon stood up, taking off his hat and wringing it out.

“Good throw, kid,” he said to me with a dramatic bow and a joyful smile as he dropped the accent entirely. “You’ve shown me the error of my ways… so while I sit here and await more brave warriors like you to properly soak me, I send you on with my fondest wishes, and hope that you and your fine lady enjoy each other’s company in whatever ways you see fit.”

I gave him a partial bow back, grinning, “We intend to.”

Swift, strong hands were grasping at my wrist, and Alice was soon dragging me off back into the Faire.

Once we were away from the booth, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in close, kissing me deeply. I kissed her back hungrily, enjoying the feel of her body against mine as the two of us gave into our passions. Of course, it wasn’t the way either of us wanted to give in to these passions, but it felt fucking great in the moment, and that was all that mattered to us here, really.

Breaking that kiss, I said, “So, on a scale of one to ten… how hot was what I just did there?”

Laughing, she replied, “Oh, ten, easily.”

“That hot, huh?” I asked.

“Maybe hotter,” Alice replied, kissing me again. “I can’t really rank moments right now, but I know what I can do…”

Raising an eyebrow, I asked, “Oh, yeah?”

“Uh huh…” she said, lowering her voice as she leaned in to whisper in my ear. “I can drag you over to the fortune telling booths, find my friend, borrow her tent, and then we can fuck…”

Alice took a step back, smiling at me prettily and leaning over just enough so that I could get an excellent view of her cleavage. The way she looked to me right now, there were a great and many terrible things I would do to get her undressed…

“You’ve always had a way with ideas, you know?” I said, taking Alice’s hand in mind.

Squeezing my hand back, Alice eagerly led me further into the faire. “It’s a gift, what can I say?”

***

I had no idea how Alice could so quickly make so many friends in so many places, but being hot and charismatic as hell probably had something to do with it. As if she knew this place as well as she knew the back of her hand, she took me over to the row of fortune teller’s booths, to a young woman who billed herself as Madame Serafina. Her booth was a dark, heavily shrouded tent with large paintings of tarot cards and a distinct smell of incense, no doubt where she would give all sorts of insightful, if probably overpriced, readings for those who were interested. Though she carried herself with an air of power and mystery when we walked up, the moment she saw Alice, she dropped any sense of mystery and spoke with a light New Jersey accent.

“Oh, hey, Alice,” she laughed, looking us over. “You come to make good on that offer I made ya? Can’t blame ya, you got a cute one with ya…”

“Thank you, Madame Serafina,” Alice said, offering a light curtsy to the fortune teller. “And yes, if we could make use of the tent you’d offered… we’d greatly appreciate it. We won’t take much of your time, I promise.”

“I won’t promise that,” I replied, reaching down to grab Alice’s ass.

She giggled at my enthusiasm, and I couldn’t help but join her. Madame Serafina looked on us curiously for a moment, before nodding.

“Look, take as long as you want, I just ask that you keep it down while I’m doing business, alright? Nothing quite ruins the mystique of a seer looking past the veil of the mundane and into the magical quite like orgasmic screams. Keep it down in there, and you can do whatever you want, ya feel me?” the fortune teller asked, looking us over with a playful little smirk.

“We most certainly feel you,” Alice said.

“Good,” Madame Serafina replied, reaching back to the flap of her fortune-telling tent to let in more light from outside. “Then you two kids have fun… just, ya know, low volume fun.”

Taking my hand in hers, Alice led me out the back of the fortune telling tent, to the far more conventional camping tent hidden behind it. It seemed like a lot of the vendors here kept their own supply cases and similar tents hidden behind their booths for personal use, which certainly made sense. Kept out of view from the public as we were, we could certainly have a lot of fun… and I doubted we were the only ones. Looking around at the other tents, I swore I could see some of them shaking, could hear some low moans here and there.

Alice was right, there really was a lot of fucking at Ren Faires. I guess we were just helping keep the tradition alive, then.

The tent behind Madame Serafina’s was not as fancy as the one where she conducted business, more an off the shelf camping tent probably made to hold three people at most, but on the inside it was comfortable enough. She had a nice air mattress with sheets and a blanket on the inside, while various interesting-looking divinatory trinkets hung from the ceiling of the tent, reflecting odd bits of light and adding some interesting vibes. Combined with the smell of incense from the multiple boxes she had stored inside the tent, and though it may have felt a little cramped in here, it certainly felt like the kind of place where Alice and I could get up to some delightful trouble.

“Mmm, fuck… I can finally get this off…” Alice groaned, unclasping enough of the catches on her corset enough to pop it off and set it aside. “Ah, fuck, I feel free again.”

Zipping the tent flap up behind us, I looked at her and grinned. “Well, you still look fucking hot.”

“Oh, I’m always hot…” she teased, knowing I understood this truth better than many. “But how about now?”

Reaching up, she pulled the top of her dress down beneath her breasts, baring them to me completely. My mouth watered at the reveal of her dark skin, her full, C-cup breasts standing high and firm with hard, peaked nipples that looked the very definition of exciting. Alice had always been something of an exhibitionist, and she reveled in having my attention as she squeezed her nipples and massaged her tits while I watched. Then, she pulled her skirt up around her waist, hooking her thumbs into her panties and pulling them down over her impressive ass, dropping them to the ground and stepping out of them, before dropping her skirt down once more, smiling at me confidently.

Yeah… yeah, this was a great fucking look on her, I wouldn’t deny.

Grinning, I tossed my hat aside, then made to remove my shirt.

“No,” Alice replied, grinning. “Let’s keep the costumes on… well, at least some of them…”

She darted her eyes downward, looking at my pants, and I caught her meaning. I caught all of her meaning; we were at an event where we were dressing up and effectively playing characters, and if we couldn’t have some naughty fun like this, well, that just made things more exciting, didn’t it? True, if I got any stains on it I probably would wind up having to pay Alice some extra for this rental, but I had my doubts that I was the first person to dirty one of these costumes like this…

Actually, come to think of it, that was probably one of those things that I was better off not thinking about, so let’s just move on.

Setting my backpack down with the hat, I quickly undid the ties on my pants and pulled them and my underwear down around my pants, freeing my thick, ten-inch-long cock for Alice’s enjoyment. Her eyes practically sparkled at the sight of it as she moistened her lips instinctively.

“My, my, my, no matter how many times I see this cock, I’ll always love the next time I see it every bit as much as the first,” Alice said, grinning as she dropped to her knees in front of me.

“And no matter how many times I see you down there like that, tits out and ready to swallow every fucking inch of my cock… I’ll always look forward to the next time I can see it,” I said, twitching my cock in front of her face.

“Oh, don’t I know it,” she replied, reaching up to grab the base of my cock with one hand while teasing my balls with her other. “It’s a great thing about our arrangement, really… neither of us can wait for the next time we get to have sex, so whenever we next get together, we’re always ready to lose our fucking minds on each other… and after that exquisite cunnilingus you gave me this morning, well, let’s just say I’m more than ready to return the favor…”

Alice leaned in, sticking her tongue out and lightly running it along the underside of my cock. “After all, you know how much of a showoff I am…”

I knew quite a bit about the lovely Alice Talbot and her desire to show off, and as I looked down at the gorgeous black woman kneeling before me, I knew that I fucking loved everything about her and what she brought out of me. That she looked at me so hungrily, wanting me every bit as much as I wanted her, making me feel like I brought out a side of her that she brought out in me as our mutual lusts combined to make something beautiful… well, that brought out feelings that couldn’t help but warm my heart.

Her mouth quickly wrapping around my cockhead, on the other hand, warmed some other things up pretty quickly.

Alice looked me in the eye as she sucked on my cockhead, humming jauntily and swirling her tongue around the tip as she pleasured me. I hissed with pleasure as she did this, fondly caressing the side of her face with my hand as she worshipped my cockhead. I was tempted, of course, to fuck her face as I had done many a time before in similar positions, but I was enjoying the sensations too much to want to rush it now. Alice had treated me to an exceptional day so far, and I meant to repay her however I could. I wanted her to take this at her pace, see what she wanted to do so we could both get the most out of this Spring Break adventure.

She kept like that for a moment longer, continuing to lick and suck my cockhead, looking up at me as I looked down at her, the two of us sharing this intimate moment in the tent.

“Feels so fucking good,” I said, craning my neck to try to stay as close as I could to standing in the cramped tent. “Fuck…”

“You alright there?” Alice asked, taking her mouth off of my cockhead.

“Oh, I’m fine…” I replied, needy and pushing my cockhead back toward her mouth.

Smiling, she kissed it, then said, “It’s a bit cramped in here, isn’t it? Not terribly comfortable for either of us to really stand up in…”

“I can manage… if you just, you know, keep sucking me… doesn’t matter how small the tent is, so long as you keep sucking me, I’ll feel like I can fucking fly,” I replied, grinning.

“And while I certainly appreciate that sentiment,” Alice replied, looking me up and down hungrily. “I’d also rather you were comfortable while we were fooling around. Come on, get down on the air mattress, I’m sure we can have even more fun there.”

I mean… it wasn’t that she didn’t have a point, as both of us tended to do our best work when we had access to some variety of horizontal surface. While I didn’t ditch my shirt, I did step out of my shoes and pants, crawling onto the air mattress naked from the waist down, while Alice happily crawled between my legs, pushing them apart as she eyed me hungrily.

“See?” she asked, leaning in to tease my balls with her tongue. “Isn’t this much better than standing?”

I’d have gone into some detail about how right she was, but when she suddenly wrapped her mouth around one of my balls and began to suck, I think I pretty much forgot what language was for a moment. She alternated between my balls for a moment, licking and suckling and doing everything she could to drive me insane (and thoroughly succeeding), before she trailed her tongue upward toward my cockhead, a cheeky grin and a look of thoroughly well-earned arrogance on her face as she eyed me teasingly.

Of course, there was nothing teasing about the way she practically swallowed my cock after this point, taking every inch down her throat in one confident inhale. Alice had always been good at this, and the more we fucked around, the better she got, doing this now with an effortlessness that put me, as ever, in awe of the beautiful girl between my legs. Her mouth felt utterly magical against my cock, hot and wet and eager as she batted her tongue against the underside of my shaft, before she pulled back to the top, then dropped down again.

“Holy fuck… motherfucker, that’s some good cocksucking…” I groaned, running a hand through her hair.

Alice pulled up to the tip of my cock just long enough to get a nice little laugh in there, before dropping down to suck me down to the root again. She bounced up and down on my cock like this for a good while, taking only the briefest moments to breathe and rub my cock against the side of her face before coming back in for more. Gripping the back of her head gently, I guided her to the best of my ability, trying to fuck her face while she had complete and utter control over me in a way I couldn’t hope to match. Eventually, I gave this up, simply content to be along for the ride, yet still wanting more. Just what I wanted was hard to define at first, especially when I was rather paralyzed with pleasure from such an exquisite blowjob, but I was able to pull enough thoughts together to utter a suggestion I thought would pique Alice’s interest.

“69?” I suggested, dropping my head back against the pillows piled at the end of the mattress. “I really love this… but I think I’d love it more if we were 69ing…”

Pulling her mouth from my cock with a playful little grin, Alice replied, “Has anyone ever accused you of being perfect, Ryan?”

“I mean… they’d be wrong,” I laughed. “But I’ve been accused by more than one girl of that exact crime. Possibly you, more than once, in a fit of passion, the sort of thing that comes and goes in the heat of the moment...”

“Yes, that does sound like something I might accuse you of being,” she said thoughtfully, climbing over me and turning around so she could better straddle my head.

I bunched Alice’s skirt up around her waist, getting another close-up look at her perfect little pussy. While I’d already eaten her out more than once today, I once again looked upon her dripping sex as if I were seeing it for the first time, in utter awe and with a burning desire to claim it for myself. She looked so good, smelled so good, and I knew she tasted so utterly perfect, that I’d be a fool not to dive in here and now and take what I wanted.

Alice must have been thinking something similar, since before I could dive in, she’d already inhaled my cock to the root once again. I let out a moan of surprise, and pleasure, before gripping her exquisite ass and pulling her down onto my face. I knew Alice’s pussy as well as I knew the back of my hand, but that didn’t mean I was going to rush this, not even with my cock down her throat and having already made her cum more than once today. No, even as she tried to suck me dry, I was patient with her, licking and suckling at her clit and teasing her entrance with my fingers in a way that I knew would drive her crazy. It only took one long, slow suck on her clit to have her pressing into my face, rocking her hips and moaning as we fucked each other with our mouths.

We clung to each other tightly, licking and sucking, moaning and trying to please the other so much it became a challenge in its own way to cut loose and give in to our own pleasures, but all in all that was hardly a complaint. I’d always loved the intimacy that came with a good 69, and getting into one with a girl as singularly beautiful and sexual as Alice Talbot… well, that was just icing on the cake at this point. Alice had always been one of my more passionate lovers, enjoying it long and slow just as much as she enjoyed it quick and hard, putting her in one of those places where the two of us just fundamentally “got” each other whenever we were in bed. There were few questions, few problems, as we always knew that we would be up for whatever the other had to give, leaving the two of us just a perfectly matched set whenever we unleashed our passions on one another.

Wanting to push Alice over the edge, I slipped one of my fingers deep into her pussy, loving the way her muscles clutched and massaged my digit, practically drawing me further inside of her as I sought to please her. Letting out a deep moan around my cock, Alice countered this move of mine by cradling my balls, using her delicate and seriously talented fingers to massage them lightly, furthering my pleasure as I tried to focus on getting her off again.

Well, if she wanted to escalate matters, I could always find some way of one-upping her. I pulled my finger from her pussy, replacing it with one from my other hand, while I used my finger, now lubed-up with her pussy juices, to tease against her asshole. This only made Alice groan more deeply, bouncing up and down on my cock more energetically, making my balls boil but not pushing me as close to that edge as I was clearly pushing her.

Smirking, before I went back to suckling her clit, I pushed my moistened finger inside of Alice’s asshole, fucking it in and out of her in time with the finger I had in her pussy.

Alice couldn’t put up much of a defense after this, not when I was double-penetrating her with my fingers and had my mouth on her clit, giving her every last bit of oral trickery I’d learned over the course of senior year. She tensed up quickly, grinding against my face, trying to shift the pace so that she might be able to hold out longer against my oral efforts, but it was a losing game. I had pushed her to that edge, and now I meant to push her over it, and in this position, that was simple.

She pulled her mouth off of my cock to better breathe, but managed to keep relatively quiet as she came. Her body bucked and shuddered against me, and she let out a strangled, gasping moan, but managed to throw a hand over her mouth before she could get too vocal. It must have been a particularly great effort, considering how loud Alice liked to get when she was showing off, but she managed to silence herself well, even if I might have been a little bad during her orgasm. Knowing that she was trying to be quiet, and that she was cumming rather hard, I suckled extra hard on her clit as the orgasm rolled through her, pumping my fingers into her holes more swiftly. For my troubles, this got the orgasm to roll through her for longer, even if it also meant she was soon gushing on my face.

As Alice collapsed against me, I lapped up her juices and continued teasing at her sex, slowing now that she had fully cum. I knew that I was probably in trouble for what I did right at the end there, but that was the kind of trouble I knew I could live with, since now that I’d made her cum, she’d climb on top of me and ride my cock, showing me how fucking good at this she was.

Except… that didn’t happen. Alice stayed where she was for a moment, catching her breath as she idly stroked my cock with one hand, almost as if on autopilot. She didn’t say anything, but I knew the gears were turning in her mind as she came up with a plan of her own.

Licking her clit one last teasing time, I asked, “Alice… you alright?”

Her voice low and husky and sounding thoroughly determined, Alice replied, “I’m fucking great.”

With a low little snarl, she inhaled my cock again, trying to get it all down her throat in one bob and mostly making it, before she began to fuck my cock with her mouth at a furious pace. I had unleashed the beast within Alice, the one that lived for sex and nothing else, and I was going to reap the rewards of it… assuming I could survive her, that is. Every so often she would stop this fucking and rest with just my cockhead in her mouth, humming and swirling her tongue over it, occasionally teasing the slit as she coaxed forth more of my precum, before she would drop back down to straight up fucking me with her face. It was an intense, insane pace to keep up, but of course Alice could keep it up; when it came to sex, I doubted there was anything Alice couldn’t do when she put her mind to it.

I wasn’t ready for this, even though I should’ve been. I knew Alice well, I knew what she could do, and yet here I was, taken off guard by her patience. She was as turned on as I’d ever seen her, and rather than climbing on my cock as she normally would, she insisted on sucking me off. She was going to suck me until I filled her mouth with cum, and there was truly nothing I could do about it. If I’d been a little less blind from the pleasure of it all, I’d have been impressed.

Instead, all I could do was lay back and moan, fucking up into her mouth as she deepthroated me, giving me everything she had in what I couldn’t deny was a truly staggering blowjob. I reached down with one hand, stroking the back of Alice’s head, pushing her up and down as I fucked back against her, while knowing that in spite of whatever efforts I made, this was really her show. I could feel my balls flexing, my cock thickening as the pleasure began to overwhelm me, knowing that I was fit to burst at any moment.

“It’s… it’s gonna happen… soon…” I warned her.

Alice only took this as encouragement to pick up the pace, bouncing her head up and down on my cock more enthusiastically, tightening her lips around me and sucking more firmly, making sure that I had no chance of holding back when she wanted me to cum so badly.

I really didn’t stand a chance against her… not that I wanted to. Surrendering to her, I gave her a few last, forceful thrusts before I let my orgasm overtake me. Pleasure shot through my body as my balls tightened, shooting what felt like a positively massive amount of cum down her hungry throat. Alice moaned around my cock, slurping and gulping and trying to get down every last drop of cum that I was giving her.

Now, I’d been with a lot of experienced girls who could call themselves true cocksucking queens, and even they had trouble getting down every drop of what I could often produce, their mouths often becoming leaky, cummy messes by the time they were done trying to get every drop down. As Alice sucked me, her throat working in time with my spurts and thrusts, it seemed like she might actually have beaten that problem, as I didn’t feel the faintest bit of cum escaping her mouth.

Out of breath and swimming in euphoria, I collapsed into the air mattress, savoring that beautiful feeling of afterglow while Alice continued to milk the last few drops out of me. In a pleasant state of delirium, I kissed her inner thighs, lightly licking and teasing her pussy, without meaning to take this too far right away.

Finally, she withdrew her mouth from me, planting one last kiss on my cockhead before climbing off of me. Alice made a most likely over-dramatic swallowing sound, before crawling toward my discarded backpack and pulling out a bottle of water. Uncapping it, she took a long swig, swishing it around her mouth for a while to clean up as best she could, before swallowing that down and looking rather proud of herself at me.

“Well, I don’t know about you,” she said, plopping down on the mattress next to me. “But I certainly had fun there…”

Playfully, she kissed me, and I couldn’t help but wrap an arm around her and kiss her back.

“I think you know how much fun I had,” I responded fondly, stroking her cheek.

“Oh, of course I did… by volume I’d say you had a lot of fun, but I still like to open up conversation about how much fun was had rather than just taking it on how much bodily fluids were spilled,” Alice chuckled.

“I getcha,” I replied, playfully reaching down to squeeze her ass. “And, yeah, that was a lot of fun. I’m not sure if the costumes made it better or not, but I can say you look hot as hell in yours.”

“And you’re wearing the hell out of that shirt,” she said, kissing me again sweetly. “Though if you want to take it off, you can… I’m gonna keep my costume on, but I get that it might be a little weird just going full Pooh bear there, wearing a shirt and no pants.”

Grateful, I sat up and replied, “Thanks.”

I pulled the costume shirt over my head, fully aware that Alice was watching me and not minding it for one second. I’d been in pretty decent shape for months now, but I was still surprised when these girls looked at me with a similar awe that I looked at them. One of these days I would probably be used to the feeling, but for now… well, even if it felt a little weird, I’d still enjoy their stares as much as I could.

Lying down next to Alice again, I sighed pleasantly. “Yeah, I think I prefer being naked when I’m with you.”

“Good to know… I’d take a note of it, but I’m still riding high on cum. Not sure if it’s yours or mine that’s doing it more for me, but fuck it, it feels good, so I don’t think that matters, either. I’m cumdrunk, and I’m loving being cumdrunk,” she said, stretching out luxuriantly next to me.

Seeing how good her tits looked when she stretched out like this, I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, latching my lips around the first nipple I could find, sucking and nibbling and teasing her with my tongue. Alice let out a surprised little yelp that I’d done this while she was stretching, but she recovered quickly, moaning and running her hands through my hair as I looked up into her eyes.

“Mmm, fuck… you’ve always had a talented mouth… I just forget sometimes that those skills aren’t just isolated to all of my holes,” Alice laughed, moaning and arching her back to press more of her breast into my mouth.

I gladly followed her lead on this matter, suckling more insistently as I sought to please my guide into the wide, wonderful world of the Renaissance Faire. In spite of my best efforts and preconceptions of this event, I had had a wonderful time today, and not just because one of the steps in the day happened to involve having all sorts of sex with Alice Talbot. I realized how much I enjoyed the environment she had taken me into, allowing me to let a different part of my geek flag fly, and even if I may not have spoken the language, I certainly felt welcome in this bizarre little world of fantasy and adventure.

If that didn’t earn her a little extra pleasure, I didn’t know what did.

So, I sucked on her nipples, and I groped her and squeezed her and held her close, feasting possessively on Alice with an intensity that had her once again clapping a hand over her mouth in an effort to stifle her cries of pleasure. This, naturally, only increased my efforts to pleasure her, wanting to drive her wild, make her get loud enough that she would have trouble holding back. It was riskier than I often liked this, but there was something about the day and the shaking of those adjacent tents, knowing that this was a sexually charged environment where others were getting it on not long away, that made me say to hell with the risks and dive in.

I wouldn’t make Alice actually scream, of course, I didn’t want to get her in trouble with her friend who was being very generous with us, but the fantasy was enough to drive me, and given that needy look in her eyes, it was one I knew was doing something for her as well.

Dropping her hand from her mouth, Alice breathily said, “Come on and fuck me, Ryan… I need your cock.”

This was enough to get me to let her nipple fall from my mouth and smile. “That a fact?”

Her eyes blazed with need. “Yes, it is, and if you keep teasing me like that, I’ll be the one fucking you…”

I couldn’t say this was the kind of threat that sounded bad to me, but since I wanted to fuck her as well, I couldn’t say it wasn’t effective, either. As Alice bunched her skirt up around her waist, exposing her pussy to me once again, I climbed on top of her, running my cockhead over her lips. She was still, thankfully, quite wet and ready for me, while my cock had certainly regained its strength in the wake of that amazing blowjob. With precum flowing freely, I continued rubbing over her entrance, spreading our mutual juices around and making sure that the two of us were nice and ready for penetration. Alice spread her legs for me, moaning and rocking her hips against me with a growing need.

I kissed Alice, softly and sweetly as I applied more pressure with my cock, rocking back and forth against her in time with her own gyrations. We had danced this exact dance countless times before, and I never loved it any less, as I could feel her opening up for me a little at a time, her folds welcoming my cockhead more and more with each thrust.

With one final, deeper kiss and a firm push, I felt my cockhead slip inside of her hot, wet depths, her pussy gripping me as firmly today as it did the first time we’d had sex months before. Alice and I both let out our own soft moans, both of us holding back to avoid being overheard. It was a strange sensation for two people who really loved to get into it as much as we did, but there was something in our mutual efforts to stay silent that added an extra hotness to this encounter, that whole thrill of being caught thing that we both got a secret little thrill from. For an exhibitionist like Alice, none of this was new, but for a guy like me who’d enjoyed his fair share of discreet encounters over the year, it was a significantly less familiar thrill…

But damn did it feel hot.

“Mmm… fuck… you feel so good…” I groaned softly, kissing her.

“And you still feel so fucking big…” Alice chuckled, wrapping her ankles behind my ass and pulling me in more intently. “Jesus, have you gotten bigger since the last time we’ve done this?”

I laughed with her, sliding more into her. “I can’t say for sure, I mean, it’s not like I measure myself every day or something…”

She closed her eyes, dropping her head against a pillow. “Really? I thought every guy did that every day?”

Since I could tell she was kidding, I was happy to return it in kind. “And do girls measure their busts every day?”

“Point taken,” Alice moaned, urging me to fuck her even deeper with her legs locked behind me. “Well, maybe you’re bigger, maybe you’re not… but you feel fucking huge, and that’s fucking nice…”

I pushed more of my cock inside of her, now with more than half my length surrounded by Alice’s clutching cunt. Though I knew I’d cum quite recently, just the feel of her body against mine, her pussy so perfectly embracing my cock, I swore it felt like I could have cum then and there. I’m happy that wasn’t the case, of course, because I wouldn’t have wanted things with Alice to end too quickly, but she felt so good, I wouldn’t have been surprised if a less skilled guy would have busted here and now.

Pumping my cock back and forth slowly, I gave her a little more of my girth with each thrust until she had taken the remainder of my cock. The feeling of our hips meeting, our sexes joined as tightly as they could be joined, it was an awesome experience, and one that I had to punctuate with a deep, lingering kiss.

It was tempting, having her like this, to build up a pace and just pound the ever-loving fuck out of her, but as we had already found out, there was a lot of excitement to be had in trying to keep quiet. Even with the occasional moans and grunts we could hear from adjacent tents, mostly what we heard were the sounds of the Ren Faire, of music and laughter and occasional cheers, of people wandering by without any serious idea of what went on behind the scenes here. I’d been in plenty of semi-public situations before and had my share of worry and thrill come with it… and it felt like a particularly exciting fantasy to play out here while the two of us enjoyed this much-needed coupling.

So, I didn’t fuck Alice as hard as I could have. I kept a slow, and thoroughly deliberate, pace, pumping in and out of her as I looked her in the eye. Alice looked up at me, so beautiful and hungry, her deep brown eyes staring into mine as I pumped away at her. Her body, as ever, perfectly conformed to mine, rocking her hips and arching her back against me to fuck back against me as best as she could while also giving me the best angle possible to penetrate deep into her clutching cunt. Her pussy was hot and deliciously wet, welcoming me, embracing me and squeezing my cock like she meant to squeeze the life out of me, something that only pushed me to fuck her even harder.

“Fuck… you look so beautiful like this…” I grunted, pumping into her and grinning.

“Like what?” Alice groaned, smiling back at me. “Looking like some medieval fucking tavern wench, or taking cock like I’m your favorite porn slut in the world?”

I laughed. “I mean, you manage to make both of those looks work really well for you, but I was trying to think of a more flowery way of saying the ‘taking cock’ option, there.”

She kissed me, laughing along with me. “Oh, I know what you meant… and I do look great when I fuck, don’t I? It’s certainly proven a nice side hustle…”

Alice said this in an offhand, joking way, but I knew that this was something she knew from experience. As an admitted and eager exhibitionist, Alice had made more than a handful of sexy videos and sold them online, something that I had had the honor of helping her out with on a couple occasions when she needed a real cock to fuck herself with. We’d watched some of her clips together (more often her needing an honest opinion on the content, rather than using them as a prelude to sexytimes), and I knew we both knew how good she looked… but, fuck, there was something about seeing how good she looked having sex at point blank range like this. Alice had always had an expressive, singularly gorgeous face, but it came alive in a completely new way when she was in the middle of sex in a way that brought out the most wonderfully intense feelings within me.

So, yeah, this might have made it a lot more difficult to keep quiet and slow, but when it came to Alice, it was always worth it.

I kissed her deeply, the two of us exchanging moans between our lips as we made out and I kept thrusting into her. At some point, one of my hands had made it up to her breasts and started squeezing, something neither of us was in a position to mind it seemed, as my touch only had both of us moaning more enthusiastically through our fuck.

Breaking our kiss so she could smile up at me, Alice picked up our conversation, “You look pretty fucking great when you fuck too, I hope you know…”

“Do I, now?” I asked, amused.

“Uh huh… you look so terribly masculine and in control, not that you don’t always look a little of both those things, but it’s like it unlocks a side you’re not terribly used to and that really, really looks fucking hot… holy god, when I see you in the middle of a good, hard fuck, it’s everything I have not to fucking gush right away,” she said, looking up at me proudly.

She wasn’t the only one feeling proud. As she boosted my ego, and made me feel genuinely rather great about myself, I had apparently picked up my pace somewhat, thrusting into her a little more quickly. Alice rather seemed to be enjoying herself with that change in pace, and with the two of us still managing to still be somewhat quiet, maybe going a little harder wasn’t all that bad a thing.

“Why not gush right away, anyway?” I suggested, squeezing her nipple. “You know how much I love to see you cum…”

“Nearly as much as I enjoy seeing you cum, I’d wager,” Alice replied, moaning softly. “And if I just let myself cum whenever I thought you were looking all hot and horny, then I’d be cumming all the time, and I could see a few practical problems trying to live a day-to-day life like that.”

“Hmmm, point taken,” I replied, squeezing her nipple even harder. “Then I guess you’d better hold yourself back a little, then.”

“Seems like I’m going to have to do that,” she agreed, kissing me. “Mmm, fuck… I think we’ve had enough Ren Faire today… let’s do this for the rest of the day… and maybe some of tomorrow, or all of tomorrow, I’m not terribly picky…”

Alice laughed, a light, mirthful sound that I couldn’t help but join in on. We kissed excitedly, enjoying this opportunity for the two of us to sneak away and fuck after the fun we had. While the picture she painted was an intoxicating one, since there was little else I would have enjoyed than spending the next day and a half having sex with Alice Talbot, I could certainly think of a few practical issues with her plan.

“I think your friend might be cross with us for taking up her tent,” I grunted, kissing the side of her neck.

“Then we go home… maybe find an Uber driver willing to look the other way while we christen their backseat,” she laughed.

“Not bad,” I acknowledged. “But I’ve also got plans for tomorrow.”

“Cancel them,” Alice said, smiling up at me mischievously. “Cancel them and we can do this all day.”

“It sounds like a good time… better than a good time,” I groaned, continuing to kiss the side of her neck. “But those plans are with Kaitlyn… and you don’t exactly cancel on Kaitlyn Pruitt.”

Alice frowned at this thought, but didn’t have a good retort for me on that point. I didn’t know how well she did or didn’t know Kaitlyn exactly, but she knew enough to know how much of a problem it would be to try and get in her way, given Kaitlyn’s relatively unstoppable nature. True, she was much less of a “head bitch in charge” than she was at the beginning of the school year since the two of us had become friends, but Kaitlyn could still summon her mean girl cheerleader side whenever she needed to, and it was best not to be on the receiving end of that side.

Aside from that, as the girl who’d single-handedly helped set off my senior year adventure and relieved me of my virginity before becoming one of my closest friends and allies, there was a lot I owed Kaitlyn, and I meant to return the favor.

Alice sighed, annoyed. “I guess you shouldn’t be canceling them then…”

Grinning, I pumped into Alice more insistently. “I’m glad you understand…”

“Mmm, fuck…” she moaned, her voice particularly lusty as I kissed her neck. “Moments like this make me wish I’d moved to Regan Hills so much earlier… if I’d found you first… ohfuck… if I’d found you first, I could get you wrapped around my finger as well as that cheer slut has…”

If she meant to goad me with those words, it was mission accomplished, as I then made my very best effort to give Alice a hickey while holding up the quickened pace of fucking her that I’d managed.

“I think you know that it wouldn’t take much for you to wrap me around your finger, Alice,” I replied, laughing slightly. “You know the effect you have on me…”

“Yeah, I can feel it ten inches deep in my cunt!” Alice moaned, giggling at her own wit before taking on an exaggerated accent that fit in well in our current environment. “Oh, but there’s times I might wish for more, fair damsel in distress that I might be… wishing that I had you all to myself and could monopolize your time and pleasure… you’re just so much fun!”

She giggled some more, arching her back against me as she let out a particularly luscious moan that I feared might have been too loud, but if there were any fear in her heart, you wouldn’t have seen it for how good a time she seemed to be having.

Groaning with my own pleasure as she squeezed my cock with her pussy muscles, I said, “Well… I’d hardly call you a damsel, let alone a damsel in distress…”

“Well, you do have me pinned,” Alice chuckled.

“You could take me any time you wanted to and you know it,” I said.

“Very true,” she agreed. “But let a girl have some fantasy for a moment…”

“One where you want to be a damsel in distress?” I grunted, pumping more swiftly.

“Mmm, maybe… if it meant you’d rescue me and have your way with me,” Alice replied, smirking up at me.

I quickly kissed that smirk away, before melting into her lips, kissing her with a greater insistence as she kissed me back in kind. It was the kind of kiss, the kind of connection we had in that moment where it felt all too easy for the two of us to completely lose ourselves in one another, for the two of us to simply merge and become a strange being made of light and pleasure as our bond was made into something more. It was a fleeting moment, of course, one of those ones that was easy to come by when you were lost to the throes of lust with a singularly gorgeous woman, but damn did it feel good to get lost there for a time.

Breaking the kiss, Alice smiled at me and said, “This… this is certainly nice too, of course… ohgod, does it feel so fucking good…”

“Mhmmm…” I grunted, kissing her neck again.

“So, maybe I’m not exactly a damsel in distress,” she replied. “I doubt they have this much fun.”

“Probably not,” I chuckled.

Looking down at her body, Alice laughed. “And I’m certainly not fair…”

That actually got a rather loud laugh out of me, as once again, she wasn’t wrong. I’d always loved the contrast between Alice and me, seeing my pale skin against her dark skin, the differences between us adding their own thrill even as our libidos were quite the same.

“You can certainly say that,” I agreed, kissing her. “But I like it.”

“Mmm, and I like that you like that… especially since it means we can do this… can do a lot of things, actually… because, god do I like it too,” she moaned, closing her eyes and holding onto me tightly. “Holy fuck… keep going, like that…”

“Oh, I can go like this for a while,” I said, cockily. “But that all depends if you want to stay like this… because I can think of some other positions I’d like to see you in…”

This certainly perked up Alice’s interest. “Oh yeah?”

“I mean, is it a shock that I’d like to see you riding me?” I laughed, kissing her. “I kinda love watching my cock disappear inside of you… and the look of you in control… and the way your tits bounce… I’m saying these out of order because you’ve got me on the verge of cumming, but, come on, I love having you on top.”

Smiling rather smugly, she replied, “Well, you know we damsels in distress… we sometimes like to hear these things said out loud before we act on anything…”

“Not a damsel in distress… thought we went over that already…” I laughed.

Grinning, Alice unlocked her ankles from behind my ass, then used her impressive strength to roll us over so that she was on top of me, all without removing my cock from her clutching cunt. Looking down at me with a sudden, proud superiority, she planted her hands on my chest and began to bounce up and down on my cock.

“You’re damn right… about that,” Alice moaned, biting her lip and fucking me properly hard. “This the view you were looking for, huh? This the one that was getting you so hot for me… the one that makes your cock twitch and swell inside of me because you’ve lost your fucking mind from how horny I’ve gotten you? This what you wanted, Ryan?”

She said this breathily, continuing to try to bite back her moans as she bounced up and down on my cock and clearly finding it a challenge. Alice and I weren’t exactly used to restraint when we were with each other, and with her being in such a stimulating position, I could tell that this was particularly rough for her to keep going on like this.

Not to say that I was let off any easier. With Alice on top of me, I got the satisfaction of seeing her like this, and her pussy tightening in its own distinct fashion compared to when I was on top of her, embracing me in a way that was meant to milk me dry and leave me without a hope of being a functional or sane person. This was, of course, a future I actively sought out, and one that I knew to be increasingly imminent as I looked up at the gorgeous black girl, half-naked and wild, impaled on my cock above me. Alice looked gorgeous at any time, but seeing her so in control of… well, everything really, it made her that much more beautiful in my eye. The way she expertly used her body and my own to maximize our pleasures, the way she could ride seemingly without even thinking, her hips a blur as she bounced on what seemed like the entire length of my cock with every bounce… watching her, feeling her do this was like seeing an artist at work. Alice Talbot used sex the way artists would use watercolors or clay, and I felt fortunate to be the one she chose to call her canvas.

I reached down to squeeze her ass as she fucked me, bouncing up against her as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy in kind. Alice bit her lip, suppressing a nice little mewl as I squeezed her ass more insistently, but soon she collapsed against me, kissing me passionately as we fucked.

“So good…” she murmured.

“The best…” I groaned back, running my arms up her back to hold her close to me.

“The best,” Alice agreed, arching her back to thrust her tits against my face.

I would never turn down a freely offered nipple to suck on, and when they were as tasty as Alice’s… well, that didn’t change the fact that I would jump in and start sucking, but it did help me jump in ever so much faster. I suckled on Alice’s nipple as she continued to bounce her hips against mine, both of us trying our best to restrain ourselves and finding it ever the more difficult with each passing moment. My balls were beginning to clench and my cock thickened in anticipation of firing a load deep inside of Alice, and I could feel her body tensing against mine. It was only a matter of time before one of us broke, which in turn would break the other, and the two of us would be a royal mess… which, given that it was our intention, sounded like as fine a way to end things here as many, as far as I was concerned.

Without removing my mouth from her nipple, I reached down between us, fingering Alice’s clit as she rode me, keeping my pace up with hers as she rode me faster and faster. Her body tensed more distinctly, her soft moans getting a higher, needier tone to them that I knew meant she would be bursting soon.

I let go of her nipple, angling myself so I could look her in the eye again as she bounced on my cock. Even in the intensity of the moment, we couldn’t help but share a sweet little smile, taking every bit of enjoyment out of each other, this moment, and our unique connection, that we could. It felt like it stretched out for several minutes, rather than a few seconds, and when we kissed, it felt like the only natural thing that we could have done in that moment.

The next most natural thing came moments afterward, thankfully. With my fingering, I had pushed Alice over the edge, and she came on my cock. Her body bucked and shuddered against mine, and I still held her close, kissing her through her moans and cries of pleasure to make sure we kept things nice and quiet.

With the way her pussy quivered and gushed on me, though, there wasn’t any real reason for me to hold back any longer. Wrapping both of my arms around her, I buried deep inside of her pussy, giving her my entire length before I came inside of Alice’s tight, hot, and perfectly wet cunt. Now it was her turn to quiet my moans and groans with her lips, our mouths melding as I let the euphoria sweep over me, my balls twitching and quivering as I emptied what felt like a truly impressive load inside of her.

All I could see was light for a moment, but as I came up for air from that kiss, I saw her face, and I knew that if I wasn’t in heaven, I might as well have been in the next best place.

Well, okay, after hearing the sound of some drunken revelers not too far away who sounded like they were about to start a fight with a stilt-walker, I amended that this might be the third best place, but Alice’s presence here really kept it high on that list.

Smiling, she leaned in to kiss my neck, clutching tightly to me as we came down from our high. It was one of those moments that we both would have clearly liked to stretch out as long as we could, but reality had a way of being more annoying than not in such perfect moments.

“I’m thinking… that we should probably get moving soon,” Alice said, sighing.

“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea… if we stay any longer, we’re probably gonna have to buy this tent from your friend… we’d make a fucking mess everywhere,” I chuckled.

“Yeah, and that could be the least of our problems,” she amended, laughing and kissing my neck again. “Oh, I want to hold on like this for a little longer.”

“Well, no one’s kicking us out yet,” I said, stroking her back.

“Mmm, that feels nice,” Alice said, practically purring.

“You feel nice,” I replied.

“You’re just saying that ‘cause your cock’s still all the way up in my cunt,” she replied, laughing.

“I mean… it’s not the only reason I’m saying it,” I laughed, kissing her again.

“Sure, sure… ah, at least it’s not too late in the day; we can probably catch another couple shows, hit up a game or two, maybe even grab ourselves some candied almonds…” Alice mused.

Thinking on the program I remembered seeing earlier in the day, I asked, “Think we might still be in time for one of the jousts?”

“Probably; they do a bunch of ‘em in a day,” she replied. “Wanna make that a priority? Grab some snacks and then watch some guys in plate armor get violent with each other?”

I grinned. “You know, you’re kinda perfect.”

“I know,” Alice said, grinning back. “And you know what?”

“What?” I asked.

“I think I’m gonna go without panties… get that feeling of your cum leaking down my legs beneath my skirt, feel nice and dirty…” she said.

Growling, I kissed her again. “Keep saying things like that, and I don’t see us getting out of this tent.”

“What did I say?” Alice asked, amused. “I’m just trying to keep you nice and interested for when we get back home and can pick this up again.”

I smiled at her, fondly. You couldn’t say that Alice Talbot lacked for passion or enthusiasm, and between that and the unforgettable day that she had treated me to at my first Ren Faire, I knew that promising her one of my Spring Break days was one of the best ideas I’d ever had.