Sherwoody Forest

Alan O'Dickle

I look at Nun and say ..."It seems everybody's going to do there own thing ... do you have somewhere to go or would you like to go somewhere and talk ... you could tell me about your adventures with these boys!"
 
She bid each man goodnight in turn and then turned to Alan sighing a bit.

"I don't have any plans sir, and a stroll sounds lovely."

I half chuckled at the idea of stories,

"well to be true there are a few, though I am no bard I could tell ye a few tales. Though they tend to totter on the border of obscenity, as you no doubt can guess."
 
Alan O' Dickle

I chuckle a little and offer my arm for her to take. We begin our stroll down a little path away from the camp.

"So begin ... tell me one of your bawdy tales"
 
Big John

IC:

Crap, now i'm by myself. I didn't see this coming. Now what am I gonna do? I can't just go to sleep.
 
Nanny

occ: GO get into trouble big john lol. No idea King.


Nanny found the secluded pool and stripped down, she slowly waded in and crossed to the water fall. Climbing up onto a rock she proceeded to wash. She had a long day and she was very worn out. The romp in the woods was fun, but she was an old lady... well getting there at 30 something years old (ladies dont tell) she was slowin down.. or maybe she was just restless and needed excitment lately.. Who knew.

She looked up into the near by tree while she was washing, and saw a blind peasant fall out of the tree, into the stream and float away. That was weird...

Humming her tune, she continued to wash.
 
OOC: My oh my now I have to come up with something and my minds drawing a complete blank, just a moment.

IC:
She took his arm greatfully and walked alongside him. Her face crimson with the blush of the cold winds of the night. I've often found it so difficult to remain true to my faith in the presense of so many horny men, t resist the temptation I've found I've had to pleasure myself at least 3 times a day! It really is quit a strain.

I recall one time the men and I came upon the sheriff in the woods, in one of his carriages and of course they felt they had to stop him. They apprehended the cart and found him being given oral sex by a maiden. So into their actions they were that they didn't even notice the cart stop. Just as the sheriff peaked they pulled the maidan away. Before they could even rob the man their was a great laughter in the back. Come to find out the maidans wig had fallen, to reveal a man.
 
Alan O' Dickle

"Yes, I've heard that the Sheriff's tastes are not so discriminant ... if it looks like a woman and acts like a woman it must be a woman ... but let's get back to you ..."

"So ... you say to remain true to your faith that you've had to pleasure yourself three times or more a day ... what faith are you?"

I noticed that she had begun to grow red ... either from the conversation or from the chill of the evening ... either way I felt inclined to offer her my cloak.

I untie the knot and whip it off my shoulders and onto hers. I edge in close to tie the knot around her own neck. Looking down I receive an eyefull of a very ample busom and I could feel myself stir, down below, just a little. I pull back quickly, blushing a bit and feeling a little ashamed that I'm thinking such thoughts about a Nun ... all be it, a very voluptous and sensual Nun ... but a Nun neverless.

Clearing my throat and looking away briefly. "There you go, I noticed you might be catching a chill ...."
 
umm...

ooc: I thought this was Sherwoody forest. A place of sex, humour, and adventure. What do you think I named him Alan'o'Dickle for?
 
Big John

OOC: Whatever do you mean, 'have fun'?

IC: It's getting dark, i better head to bed. I sit up, but due to too many liquors and too many wenching, it's hard to see where i'm going or where i SHOULD be going. I pick what looks like the right direction. I happily walk through the trees along the slightly beaten path. I hear the sound of running water and someone humming.

"Who's in my house? Um... IS this my house?"
 
Nanny

Looking up from her shower, she looks across the pond to the trail. Well, well, there stood Big John.

She called out to him.."This isnt your house ya nut, you wandered to the waterfall..." She giggled, men were so cute when they were drunk. Reminded her of children. Looking at him, and his swaying feet.. She knew he was drunk and probably couldnt see her anyways. She turned around, her back to him and washed her front. She had no time to be babysitting men who were going to throw up on her anyways.. She turned back around again to see if he left, but he was still there. Did he move closer? She squinted in the fading light to see what he was up too over there..
 
Big John

IC:

That voice! John squinted through the slight haze in his mind to see where that voice is coming from. What did she say? Waterfall?

/Shit... completely wrong direction. There is no way I can make it back like this./

John took some steps foreward hoping to see who was talking.

"Um... I'm kinda tired."

Taking a couple of awkward steps foreward...

*SPLASH*

John passes out and falls face first into the water. Lying there with half of his body in the water and his face complety submerged. A couple of gurgles excape his throat.

/Can't breathe... can't move. Damb liquor/
 
Nanny

Rolling her eyes at the drunkard, she wades over and flips Big John over.

"You shouldnt drink and swim..John" Damn he is a big one, frustrated she cant move him she stands there is the waist deep water holding him up. Lightly she smacks his face..
"Wake up John! I cant stand here holding you up all night, and i cant move you either!"

She keeps tapping hoping he will awaken..
 
"Catholic my dear, but a more... leniant catholic. I don't believe in the staunch rules held by the men of my faith. A little pleasure goes a long way in helping a woman to resist other temptations."

My face reddened, not from the conversation for around the horny men little else was spoken, but the cold had creeped in around me. I felt a cloak being laid around my shoulders, and pulled it tighter around me, while giving him a smile.

"Why thank you sir, I appreciate it."

Such a gentleman, certainly moreso than the horny men.. but, thinking of Big John, they had their charms...
 
Big John

IC:

John wakes up from the barrage of slapping and shoots the water out of his mouth like a fountain into the air. He coughes and sees who pulled him out.

"Thanx Nanny... I usually don't drink much. So I guess I can't hold my liquor well, although my body size is quite large... umm... if that makes sence.

John smiles at his own stupidity and smiles goofily at Nanny as she looks into his eyes.

/I can't quite make out what that facial expression is/
 
Nanny

She listened to his rambled excuses, and laughed.

"sure Big John, you will be fine once you get out of this pool of water and into some dry clothes. Help me get you to the shore, so i can dress. Then i will escort you to your tent.."

She waited for him to comply..
 
Big John

IC:

/Good, she isn't mad at me/

As he got up and made his way back to land, with the help of Nanny... her words of 'getting dressed' sunk in and he looked and noticed for the first time she was naked.

Maybe it was the al-ke-hol... or maybe the blood in his veins... but little big john started presenting himself.
 
Nanny

She bent over and helped John to sit on a near by rock. Once he looked steady she let him go. Only to watch him slowly slide sideways and fall over. Rolling her eyes, she once again leaned over him and pulled him back to an upright possition.

"John? Are you going to be ok here while i go retrieve my clothing??JOHN!!!?" she tapped her foot. She was getting rather cold standing here, and all he could do was smirk at her with this weird grin on his face... What do you expect girl? Hes drunk! She scolded herself and turned to find where she placed her clothing. She couldnt spot it anywhere. Turning back around she noticed John was sitting on them.

"John by a love, and stand up for me.. or move a little.. your on my clothing.."
 
Alan O' Dickle

"Why yes Sister, a little pleasure does go a long way", I slide my arm around her waist and we begin our stroll anew.

"So, what's your favorite form of a "little pleasure"?"
 
Big John

IC:

Oops, guess I am on her clothes. Without removing my eyes from her naked body, I roll onto my back with my legs in the air, trying to get off of her clothes.
 
Nanny

She attempted to get her clothing from under his but didnt get anything but a big tear in her dress. Grumbling she just stood there, her eyes traveling his body length and back up.

"You know John.. This isnt working.. Your going to have to stand hun... I cant get my dress from under you.."

She reached down and tugged harder on the dress, ripping it further. She placed her hand on John's thigh for leverage, and tugged again. Sighing i frustration she gave up. Sitting down on the rock next to John.

"Yeah.. your going to have to move..." She turned her head and looked down at him. Now what was he thinking? He had a real silly look on his face. She crossed her arms under her large chest and gave him a sorry excuse for a stern look...
 
Big John

IC:

"Oh, stand up? Um... I'll try... I guess."

I roll over onto my stomach and start getting up... but as I'm almost there, I see Nanny fold her arms under her breasts, pushing them up better than a wonder bra could (were wonder bras around back then?).

I stare as my toungue rolled out of my mouth, i then lost my balance and fell back on my face.

"Well... *cough*... at least I am off you dress"
 
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