A sequel to KathyB's delightfully funny story where a housewife volunteering as a whipped cream pie toss target believes she is being screwed by her husband hidden in the tent behind the carnival booth ... If you can't find the original submission the next six paragraphs set the stage.
My mouth dropped open when I felt his cock, hard again, rubbing my now swollen 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 Mark my husband, freshly changed into his softball uniform, waving at me. My pussy opened up easily under the steady pressure.
I opened my mouth to call to him but had to quickly shut it and grind my teeth together in a desperate attempt to mask my overdue orgasm. The cock behind me was pounding away and I felt a fingernail scrape my asshole as Mark called to me.
"Hey, honey. Holly says you're working an extra hour as the target. I have to get going so I'll see you at home after the game." With a wave, he was off.
I looked over at Holly in time to see a huge greasy looking man hand her twenty dollars and walk toward the back of the tent.
Holly grinned at me. "Great news, Kathy. We're going to raise more money for the shelter than any other shift!..."
Plus 1
I could have screamed! It wasn't Mark! I have been had!
"Have been' Damm I am BEING had Right now!" I am being fucked for money!
The sudden realization that this cock in my cunt right now was some stranger's and that there was another waiting to take his place and that there had almost certainly been others before that, hit me like a sledgehammer. My pussy and boobs had been sold! Sold to men I might know. Sold by Holly! Sold like a mare in a breeding stall to any bull with a twenty-dollar bill.
I tried to twist away from the current penetrator but the restrictions of the bench I was kneeling on and the drawstring keeping my head pocking through the booth canvas frustrated my efforts. All I succeeded in was to buck my butt up and down and side to side. I could not move forward enough to pull away from the cock, and my trashing caused the cock to rub parts of my pussy channel not previously plowed. Intermittent contact between the invading cock with my "G-Spot" sent shocks of pleasure through my nerves caused my vaginal muscles to spasm. The whole effect was that I was being turned on but my own efforts to get away.
The more I tried to evade the harder he pushed forward. In addition the visitor reacted to my thrashing by groaning. I could just hear him as he pushed in an leaned forward pushing himself as deeply as possible into my cunt "My God! That's it Woman! Give me the ride of my life!"
I realized that the visitor thought my attempts to escape actually was the transformation of a passive fuck to active contest for sexual supremacy between us. I tried to clamp down with my kegel vaginal muscles and resist his penetration but his only reaction was another groan .. something like "...Tight as a virgin ... Bucks like a Whore ... Milking my cock"
I needed to try to get away, but I had to do that without attracting any more curiosity from the families in the carnival midway so I could not cry out or yell at my invader or yell at Holly. It was both humiliating and stimulating all mixed up at the same time.
All this thrashing and straining had an unexpected result on me. I realized I was on the edge of a major orgasm and the bucking twisting and straining had the effect of driving me further up a sexual mountain than I had been at any time since my honeymoon. Up! Up! And the over the top! It was all I could do to stifle the scream of release as my whole body spasms repeatedly and the visitor's cock flooded my cunt.
As the visitor softened and slid out of my pussy Holly came over and said in a quiet voice "Kathy dear. If I knew you'd have this much fun we could have started this yesterday. You will have to keep you enthusiasm reigned in a little while families are circulating in the midway with young children." "I promise you though you can cut loose more during our shift tomorrow evening when only adults are walking about."
"That bitch thought I enjoyed being set up to be fucked like this" I thought "I'll claw her eyes out when I get loose." "I don't enjoy it! I'm not that sort of girl! Not at all ... "
"Well some biological responses are coded in the DNA and it is not like I wanted the orgasm to happen. .... Well I was a little better than spending the next sixty minutes still stalled only part way up the hill. " I thought privately but I dammed well was not going to encourage that witch who betrayed me and sold my body to anyone with a sawbuck.
"Damm you Holly" I hissed back "I am not that sort of girl!" "I want you to let me out of this booth, and I will be happy if we never speak again." I was trying to regain my composure and get control of my situation.
"Sorry Kathy. I can't disappoint our customers." Holly replied as she waived to a family of four walking the midway urging them to try their luck with the cream pies. Turning to me in a much softer voice she said "Either set of customers." And winked as I felt a pair of hands rubbing my buttocks.
Big Plus
As first one finger and then another invaded my pussy "The big greasy looking guy -- It must be him" I thought. "This guy is not at all gentle" and a third finger joined the first two. The semen already deposited in my pussy provided excellent lubrication as I could feel my cunt passage being stretched open but there was no friction as the fingers slid in and out smoothly.
The guy grabbed my right hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers. The bulge was not simply impressive it was astonishing both in length and girth. He must have leaned over to speak close to my ear. "Girly... You will have to relax so I can open you up before I feed this monster to you... "
I did not believe that the bulge represented a real organ and then when I did not pull my hand away I heard him say "Unzip me Girl! ... Pull it out!
I don't know why, but I did as he demanded. His cock was a Monster! I could not get my hand completely around it and it even though I knew that it was impossible the dammed thing seemed to me to be as long as my forearm. Startled I said out loud "Oh My God!" This caused Holly to peek behind the target canvas.
Holly stepped back with a stunned look on her face "I don't believe what I saw Kathy." "I don't think any woman can take that salami." And then with a smirk "But I know you'll give it your best try." As she turned away giggling.
I was still holding the monster as a fourth finger pushed into my love canal. "Girly." I heard "you are going to need to relax even more because my whole hand is smaller than 'Big Pete' here." "I want you to keep stroking me while I work at opening you all the way up." He said as his thumb joined the other fingers stretching my pussy open.
Slowly my cunt muscles relaxed and the invading hand inched ahead pushing slowly into my pussy. It didn't hurt exactly but I did feel terrific pressure on my pussy.
His other hand began caressing my breasts and rolling my nipples between thumb and forefinger. These sensations added to the stimulation in my pussy ratcheting the level of arousal up and up. Under this two-handed assault I began to stroke 'Big Pete' end to end and around and around. My arousal level was moving from hot to hotter as the breast stimulation and vaginal penetration worked my body at both ends.
He pulled away and moved behind me. I could feel 'Big Pete' sliding along the outside of my very swollen labial lips becoming coated with the surplus semen contributed by my earlier visitors. He paused and aligned the cock head with my cunt and pushed slowly forward.
"OH MY GOD!" I blurted. Luckily no one but Holly was in earshot
Holly darted to the booth corner and peaked behind the canvas. "KATHY! It looks like you are being fucked by a horse!" "I did not believe any woman could take that thing on." "You cannot see this but there is at least ten inches still out. I am going to watch him push that meat into you." "Sooner or later you'll cry 'uncle' but I want to see how much you can take before you give up."
"Give up HELL. " I Thought "I am more of a woman that that prissy bitch, and no man is going to hear me beg him to stop."
Like the Chunnel digging machine 'Big Pete' moved slowly ahead transmitting the most amazing sensations to my pussy channel. After a minute or two he began pulling 'Big Pete' out. I felt as though I was being emptied, but just before leaving me completely he reversed course and pushed ahead again. Being more completely coated with semen 'Big Pete' slid forward for several inches easily and then slowed down as he penetrated new territory.
"You must have 8 inches in." Said an amazed Holly "he only has about 4 inches to go -- I don't believe it."
Again 'Big Pete' retreated but not all the way and again pushed ahead only slowing as the unlubricated length reached my labial lips, and then the pressure restarted. I must have been moaning as Holly barked "Shut the Hell Up do you want to have the carnival management bust us?"
Holly checked the midway traffic to be sure I was not scandalizing any families or children nearby and when reassured the coast was clear she darted to the booth corner and peaked behind the canvas. "Ha there are still 2 more inches. I knew no one could take than monster." She gloated as she watched him pull out one more time.
Now he pushed forward again just to the same spot and paused. I gritted my teeth and bore down with my kegel muscles and relaxed in a rhythmic pattern.
"My God Girl 'Big Pete' has never felt a snapper like yours." I heard him growl "Damm I'm going to see what you got."
He began sawing in and out of my pussy and I bore down squeezing 'Big Pete'
Soon I could feel his thighs slam into my buttocks and his balls swing up to hit my clit He was all the way in and each new thrust pounded me in a way I had never felt before.