Fireman’s Carnival

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Fireman’s CarnivalFireman’s Carnivalby Kathy B.”Mark! I’m over here!” I waved my hands wildly, trying to get my husband’sattention. It was useless though; he couldn’t hear me over the noise of thecrowd and he hadn’t noticed our booth when he walked past.”Hey, lady. Can we get some pies here or not?” A sweaty, overweight manstood beside three sweaty, underweight k**s. Each c***d clutched a dollar billin their dirty little fists.I took a last look at Mark’s back, disappearing behind the Ferris Wheel.Oh, well, he’d keep looking until he found me. I’d get his attention the nexttime I saw him. I turned back to my customers.”Certainly, sir,” I smiled. “How can I help you?””What do we have to do, anyway?” the man asked as the c***dren startedplaying in the dirt.”It’s very simple,” I replied. See that man’s head in the middle of thebullseye?” Brian Wallace’s balding pate was the only part of his body you couldsee. The rest was completely hidden inside the tent behind him. A drawstringkept him from pulling his head back inside. “You can buy whipped cream ‘pies’for a dollar apiece. You have to throw from behind the counter. If you hit himdirectly, you win one of the big teddy prizes. If your pie lands in one of theother rings, you win that prize. All the money goes to benefit the local a****lshelter. Have some fun for a worthy cause!””Ok, gimmee three pies. Hey! You guys were crying to do somethin’. Do youwant to do this or not?” he cuffed one of the c***dren in the back of the head.I bent over to pull three pies from under the counter and heard himchuckle. “Maybe I should wait until it’s your turn,” he hooted. “I’d get twobullseyes instead of one. Damn big ones, too.” He laughed loudly at his ownjoke.I blushed. I knew what he was referring to. I’d worn this top because Markliked seeing me in it, forgetting I’d be bending over all day. Every time Idid, the scoop neck fell open and people could see all the way to my bra. I’mnot small on top so that made for a pretty vulgar display. Guys had beenstaring at my tits all day and occasionally making remarks but this was thefirst pig to say something in front of his k**s.I handed him his pies and moved to the side so he could throw. It didn’tmatter; I loved the a****l shelter but we needed money to operate and thefireman’s carnival was one of our biggest fundraisers. If it meant letting afew jerks ogle my body, who cared? I could put up with it for a few hours.I talked with Betty Johnson, the woman in charge of our booth, whiletrying to keep an eye out for Mark. canlı bahis Finally I saw him walking on the other sideof the midway.”Betty, I need to go talk to Mark. I’ll be right back,” I thrust my moneyapron into her hands and dashed around the end of the counter.Betty laughed. “You’ve been married five years and you’re still runningafter him? You need to get him trained!”Mark gave me a big hug when I caught up to him. “Hi, Kathy, where have youbeen? I’ve walked the whole place three times!””Well, I tried to get your attention but you didn’t see me. What’s goingon?””Nothing much. How long do you have to work?” Mark looked bored. “I have asoftball game later.””I’m working at the counter until one, then I have to be the target for anhour,” I replied. “Then I’m done. Will that be in time for your game?””Sure. I’m going over to the beer tent with Jerry. This is kind of lame.”He grinned. “Maybe I’ll come visit you when you’re in the bullseye.””Don’t you dare,” I warned him. “If you hit me with a pie, I’ll neverforgive you!””Maybe I’ll be aiming for another bullseye,” he said slyly, as I felt hishand knead one of my cheeks, squeezing it firmly.”Mark!” I squealed. “People can see!” I looked around but the carnival wasso crowded that nobody paid much attention to us, hugging each other off on oneside.”Bye, babe. I told Jerry I’d be right over. I’ll swing by every once in awhile,” Mark gave me a big kiss, squeezed my rear one more time and drifted offinto the crowd.The next couple of hours passed quickly. My best friend Holly came on andwe had a lot of fun. Holly is a shameless flirt, although she’s happilymarried. She loves to flash her boobs and rear end in men’s faces and beingaround her helps me loosen up a little too. I’m not as relaxed as she is but Iquit worrying about showing a little boob when I bent over or whether my skirtlifted a little in the breeze. I even flirted back a little after I saw howmuch money Holly got the guys to fork over. It made the time fly and we raiseda lot of money for the shelter. I saw Mark a couple of times and once he evenbought a couple of pies and tossed them at Betty when she was the target.Soon it was time for me to be the target. Believe it or not, I was lookingforward to it. The tent is set back far enough so you hardly ever get hit, youdon’t have any real responsibility except to smile and occasionally tauntpeople throwing pies, and you can get off your feet and rest. Inside the tentis a padded bench. You get on all fours but the bench supports your weight andit’s bahis siteleri actually very comfortable.After kneeling over the bench, I thrust my head out through the hole andHolly pulled the drawstring around my neck so I couldn’t pop back inside if apie came too close. I stuck my tongue out at the first customer as he laughedand took aim.In the next fifteen minutes I was only hit twice. I saw Mark work his waythrough the crowd and pay for two pies. People that knew us starting cheeringhim on. I started yelling that he better not. He laughed and handed his pies totwo k**s, who didn’t even come close. Mark winked at me and mouthed the word’later.’ As I watched, he walked down two booths and went around the side.A few minutes later I felt his hand on my ass, rubbing lightly. Beginningat my rear, he rubbed up my back, then back down and down over my legs. When hemoved his hand back up, he flipped my skirt up over my back. I reached backwith my hands and pulled it down but he pushed my hands out of the way andpulled it up again.”Mark!” I whispered loudly. “Cut it out!””What?” Holly asked. “Did you need something?””Uh, no,” I stammered. “I’m fine.”I felt his hand rubbing my pussy through my panties. He soon slipped afinger under the band and into my quickly moistening cunt. I bit my lip andtried not to moan as one finger found my clit while another dug deep inside me.My ass started rotating in circles and I didn’t resist when he grasped mypanties and pulled them down to my knees, then off me.I tried to maintain a straight face as he began pushing two fingers intome while rubbing my clit with his other hand. I reached back with my hands butI could only feel one pant leg so I started caressing that. When he turned toface me, I could reach his crotch. I fumbled with one hand and managed to unziphim and pull out his cock. It felt great- long, thick and rock hard. While hepumped my cunt with his fingers, I stroked his cock until I felt him pull awayand move behind me.Without much ceremony, his thumbs pried my cunt open and his cock pressedagainst me. I was so wet the first few inches sank in easily and he pulled backand buried the rest with one long stroke. I tried to keep quiet but I couldn’thelp moaning when I felt his balls grind into my mound.Holly came over, concerned. “Are you ok?”By now he was fucking me with a steady rhythm. “I’m fine,” I grunted. Idid my best not to wiggle around as his cock stretched my pussy wider with eachpass.”Oh, dear. Your face is all red,” Holly fussed. “I think you’re güvenilir bahis gettingsunburned.” she went over to her bag and grabbed some sunscreen. “Let me putsome stuff on you.””You don’t have to do that. I’m fine.” I just wanted Holly to go back tothe counter before she realized what was happening. I was trying not to makenoise but my body was being pushed forward with each stroke and I was startingto pant as I approached orgasm.”Nonsense. What are friends for?” Holly began rubbing cream on my face,working it into my skin. I tried to focus on Holly, thinking I could prevent anorgasm if I ignored what was happening behind me. It had the opposite effect.The light touch of her fingers caressing my face sent my already jangled nervesspinning even further out of control. I struggled not to show any emotion on myface as she worked on me.I barely made it until she returned to the counter before my orgasm burstover me. I managed to keep quiet and hold my head still but my ass was buckinglike a bronco as I wiggled and pushed back against him. I felt a shudder, thenhis cock sank deep into me and hot liquid poured out into my throbbing cunt.His body collapsed over my back as he finished squirting his cum into me.We lay together like that for several minutes. I could feel his cockslowly pull out of my pussy as he straightened up. Instead of pulling my skirtdown, though, he began rubbing my pussy again. I tried to reach his hands topush them away but I couldn’t stop him. Within a minute I was horny againdespite my fear that we’d be caught. To my surprise, he was hard too and I felthis cock reenter me, pushing easily into my freshly fucked pussy.This time he was rougher, pounding hard at me as I held onto the bench anddid my best not to cry out. I thought he would last even longer this time butfortunately he didn’t because I he was banging me so hard I was sure everyonehad to know what was going on. I felt him grasp my hips and plunge deep, thenfill me with a second load of cum. When he stopped cumming, he immediatelypulled out.My mouth dropped open when I felt his cock, hard again, rubbing my nowswollen outer lips. Mark had never been able to get hard three times in a row.As I lifted my head in surprise, I looked out at the counter and saw myhusband, freshly changed into his softball uniform, waving back at me. My pussyopened up under the steady pressure as he called to me.”Hi, honey. Holly says you’re working another shift. I have to get goingso I’ll see you after the game.” With a wave, he was off. I looked over atHolly in time to see a greasy looking man hand her twenty dollars and walktoward the back of the tent.Holly grinned at me. “Great news, Kathy. We’re going to raise more moneyfor the shelter than anybody else!…”

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