Her light brown hair
shone in the moonlight. It seemed darker, more mysterious even, by the glint of the firelight. He
could barely make out the creaminess of her skin in the dark, but her eyes were pools of blackness
and he regretted that he couldn't tell if they were dark brown or lighter in color. It was summer.
They were camping in an effort to escape the technological age. No televisions, no cable, no
computers, no telephones, not even a newspaper. True refuge from the pressures of the mundane
world. They were with a group that specialized in re-creating the middle ages. The age of honor and
chivalry. Of troubadours and travelling minstrels. The white pavilions gleamed in the moonlight,
not with the shine of the modern nylon tent, but with an opalescence that was unique to true
canvas. The fire was dwindling, but the haze lingered, not just from their fire, but from the
hundreds of campsites surrounding them. Crickets chirped merrily in the night air, and the sound of
drums beating resonated on the breeze. Occasionally a laugh or a bit of a song drifted along and
added to the feeling of camaraderie that permeated throughout the site. Hers was a relatively small
campsite. About 15 gentles, from all walks of life. He was not camping with her; in fact, they had
met just that evening, but quickly formed a rapport. The jokes flew fast and furious between them,
and as he had admired her quick wit, she was equally enamored of his. Chemistry....was that even a
science back in the middle ages? No matter, it was a fact for the two of them. He had walked her
"home" from another site where they had mutual friends. It was quite late at night...in the wee
hours of the morning, in fact. The full moon lit the path for them and they had merrily danced and
skipped along. She thought him terribly attractive, with his long hair braided neatly down his back
and a jaunty hat with a feather atop his head. He found her alluring, with her long hair flowing
down her back and a long gown on that accentuated her curves. Secretly, they both wondered exactly
where this night was leading, although neither wanted to push too much. They arrived at her site to
find that everyone else had already gone to their pavilions, and the fire was just glowing embers.
She offered him a drink, which he accepted, and as she disappeared into the kitchen tent, he threw
a log on the fire, bringing it back to life. He settled down on a blanket a few feet away from the
warmth of the fire and she sat next to him. They both drank slowly and looked at each other, joking
about the lateness of the night and how if this were a real war, he would never be able to fight
the next day. Finally, an awkward silence fell. He looked at her and she looked back. They leaned
together and their lips met. It was a gentle kiss, short but sweet. The kind where you discover
exactly how soft each other's lips are and exactly where your noses are going to go. His goatee and
moustache tickled her, and she thought that while he had nuzzled her hand exquisitely when they had
met, this was far superior to even that! He thought her lips were the softest he had kissed in
recent memory...not that he was really thinking of anyone but her at the time. They pulled apart,
and stared at each other. He reached out and pulled her closer and they kissed again. Their
breathing quickened and somehow this seemed right. It was like ice water, or fire water was running
through her veins and she liked the feeling. He wanted to kiss her forever. His heart was racing
and he knew that she was the one he was meant for. He slid his hand down from her neck and cupped
the softness of her breast. She moaned into his mouth and pressed her hand atop his and arched into
his hand. He licked down the side of her neck and she thought she would go insane from the wetness
of his tongue as it caressed the base of her neck. He sharply bit her and she gasped. And told him
to do it again. He was amazed at the scent of her. She somehow managed to smell like flowers even
in the middle of a field of dirt and smoke. She tasted equally well, and he couldn't resist biting
into the soft skin of her neck. When she told him how she loved that, he did it again. He wanted to
eat her up, piece by piece and savor every moment. He reached his free hand behind her head and
threaded it through her silky hair. He pulled it sharply back, relishing her moan and the sight of
the line of her neck pouring down into the low-cut bodice of her dress. His mouth licked its way
down to the edge of her dress and he felt her erect nipple through the thin cotton. He positioned
his mouth over it and bit, gently, upon it. She was wet already, she knew. She could feel the
coolness seeping out of her. When he bit her nipple, through her dress, she knew she was lost. She
wanted him. Now. Here. She reached her hands around him, one finding his long braid and winding it
around, and the other clasping his head to her. She gave a fleeting thought to seeming like a slut,
but when he twisted her nipple with his teeth and pulled on it, the thought flew out of her head,
and she knew that she didn't really care. He released her nipple and she leaned down to kiss him
again. He asked her if they should go to her pavilion, and she told him no, she wanted him to take
her there, by the fire, with the stars and moon above them. He wondered if the others in her camp
were truly asleep, but when she kissed him and she gently tugged his lower lip with her teeth, he
stopped thinking and just kept feeling. Her hands pulled his shirt out of his pants, and lifted it
over his head and she reached a hand out and tweaked his nipple. He felt a lightning bolt run down
to his throbbing cock, and he knew he had to have her. Now. Here. She wanted to feel his muscled
chest against her softly rounded one, and she started to lift her dress over her hips.

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 He quickly
reached out and pulled it over her head, and she was naked before him. She blushed briefly, hoping
that he liked what he saw and that he wasn't too shocked that she wore no undergarments. She hadn't
bothered with them when dressing, figuring that under her long gown no one could tell anyway. He
pulled her against him and loved the way her breasts pressed against him. He could feel her hard
nipples on his skin and he thought he could feel the heat from her pussy against him. It made him
harder, if that were possible. He reached down and began to undo the buttons on his trousers, and
she helped. When they were finally down and off, he laid down next to her, and they kissed again,
bodies pressed tightly together. He rolled over on top of her, spreading her legs, and she could
feel his cock pressed against the warmth of her pussy. And she wanted him inside her. He felt the
wetness of her against the steeliness of his prick and he hoped that he could last long enough to
satisfy her. He was so hot for her that he wasn't sure. She reached down and guided him into her.
As he sank into the heat of her, they both moaned sighs of relief. He stayed motionless deep inside
her, as he was a little bigger than average, and he certainly wanted her to enjoy this as much as
he was. She was excited beyond belief at the feel of him throbbing inside her. He was a bit wider
than she was accustomed to, but she thought the friction was going to be incredible. As he lay on
top of her, and they kissed, she began to flex her pussy muscles around him. He muttered to her to
stop, and she just wickedly laughed and continued. He felt the pulsing of her walls contracting
around him and he started to do multiplication tables, long division, the alphabet, anything
mundane so that he wouldn't spurt into her right away. He leaned down and bit her on the neck hard,
and she was startled enough to stop squeezing his cock. He began to thrust in and out of her,
slowly. He looked down and he could see himself glistening in the moonlight, wet with her juices,
as he disappeared back into her wetness. He picked up the pace, slowly increasing both the speed
and the force that he was using, until he was pretty much slamming into her, and her hips were
rocking up against him in an effort to pull him deeper. She loved the way he was ramming into her.
She liked it hard and deep, and he was certainly giving that to her. It was like he knew exactly
what would turn her on the most. He reached his hand down and rubbed her clit and she climaxed
immediately. She bit her lip in an effort to stifle her moans, because she knew how loud she could
be, and she didn't want to call undue attention to their activities. He felt her orgasm as he
rubbed her clit. Her pussy snapped against him and it took all of his willpower not to come right
then and there. But he was enjoying himself too much. This was beyond just regular sex. This was
the type of encounter that happened maybe once before to him, at least, and he knew this was one he
wanted her to remember forever as well. Her moans as she came were music to his ears, and he
stopped and pulled out of her. She couldn't believe it when she felt him pull out of her. She
thought for sure he was going to come with her, and then he stopped. She felt his hands guiding her
to turn over, and she did, kneeling on her hands and knees in the moonlight for him. She looked
around and saw his glorious prick shining at her as he stroked it, and then he came up right behind
her and in one sudden thrust, he was deep inside her again, but at a different angle. She was so
wet, he was shocked. He didn't know women could get that wet, and he decided that it must be the
piquancy of the situation, because surely he wasn't THAT good. When he told her that, she laughed
throatily and assured him that he was indeed that good, and please, stop talking and get to work.
He did. He would pull all the way out and then slam his cock back inside her pussy. Over and over
again. Her moans grew louder and he cautioned her to be more quiet. Her response was to lean down
and muffle her mouth with one of her hands. Which changed the angle of his entry yet again. She
thought he was going to drive her insane. She felt his hands grabbing onto her hips, pulling her
back against him, and heard the slap of his abdomen against her ass, and felt the slap of his balls
hitting her clit with every stroke. She felt it building again. As he picked up speed, his grunts
grew louder and her moans became wails. All of a sudden, he couldn't take it anymore. He slammed
into her sucking pussy and held himself deep inside her and exploded. spurt after spurt of his seed
spilled deep inside her. He could have sworn that the stars had fallen from the sky, because he saw
them dancing in front of him as he emptied himself into her. She felt his cock pulse inside her and
knew he was coming. On the second pulse, she erupted with him, and bit her hand to keep herself
from screaming. It was good. No, it was beyond good. The orgasm that swept over her was like a
tidal wave, and she wanted to drown in it. As her pulse slowed and she returned to reality, she
collapsed on the blanket, and he dropped beside her. They kissed tenderly and lovingly, both moved
by the experience that they had shared. As the embers from the fire died, and the moonlight glowed
pale on their bodies, they dozed contentedly in the openness of the field. When the first tendrils
of purple showed on the horizon, signifying the coming dawn, he shook her awake. They kissed again,
and gathered up their clothes, adjoining to her pavilion to greet the coming day together. And each
hoped that perhaps this would be just the first of many days they would face as a couple. 

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