The Carnies Adventure

All characters are at least 18 years of age. This story is intended for readers over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy!

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The Carnies Adventure

It is the end of summer and I just turned 18. I only have a few weeks left to enjoy my freedom. Soon, I will be working a full-time job, like a responsible adult.

It's a Friday afternoon. I'm sitting at home, trying to figure out what I want to do tonight. I know of a few parties going on, but I don't really feel like dealing with a large group of people. Maybe a few friends would want to hang out, drink some beer, smoke some weed. I was just about to call my best friend, when my phone starts ringing. The voice on the other end is familiar, but one I haven't heard in about four months. The caller was my on-again-off-again boyfriend of three years. He has a habit of disappearing for months on end, not telling anyone where he is going or even that he is leaving.

Scott is 3 years older than I am. Curly brown hair, moustache, tall, thin, with a smile that will make a girl's knees weak. Even though I am pissed that he disappeared yet once again, the sound of his voice has me hanging on his every word. "So, where did you take off to this time?," I asked.

"Baby, I needed to get away to clear my head. I hitchhiked my way down to Florida. I ended up meeting these guys who worked for a travelling carnival. We were partying hard one night, and they convinced me to join them on the road," Scott said.

"You joined a fucking carnival? You are a carny?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes I am, baby!" Scott replied. "I've thought about you and missed you a lot. I am actually in town right now, working at the carnival across town. I would love to see you!" After talking for about 20 minutes, I agreed to drive over to the carnival and meet Scott at 9:00 pm.

So many thoughts are running through my head, as I try to figure out what to wear tonight. I am angry he took off again, but excited to be seeing him tonight. Sure, I dated other guys when Scott and I were "off," but I always ended up going back to him.

Time to start getting ready! While showering, the hot water felt good trickling down my body. I started to fantasize about Scott. I thought about Scott fondling my firm 38D tits; him licking, sucking and gently biting my hard nipples. He would lick and kiss his way down my belly. My pussy is dripping. I so badly want him to go down on me, but he starts kissing and gently biting my inner thighs. Finally, I feel his tongue on my clit. Licking and nibbling on my clit, while I am pushing my pussy hard against his mouth. He then inserts two fingers and finger fucks me, while still teasing my clit. He makes me cum hard. My entire body is trembling. Just then, my shower water turned cold, and I realize that it was my own hand that made me cum!

I arrived at the carnival. While I walk down the midway, there are a lot of guys checking me out. I must admit, I look pretty hot! I'm five feet seven inches, not skinny but not fat either, with big tits and long toned legs. My skin is suntanned and I have long blonde hair. I am wearing a denim micro mini skirt and a tight black tank top, decorated with rhinestones, and a pair of sandals.

While still looking for Scott, I heard a loud cat call whistle, which I ignored. "Hey baby! Fuck, you are sexy," I heard Scott call out. I turn to my right, and there he is, about 20 feet from me, standing at the carnival game where you throw darts at balloons. He's standing there smiling at me. His hair is longer, he needs a shave, but he still looks as handsome as ever. We hugged each other and he gave me a long, deep, passionate kiss. My legs felt like rubber and my whole body trembled. Oh how I missed this feeling!

"My shift is over, so how about we go grab a bite to eat?" Scott asked. There was a small diner just down the road, so we decided to walk. Over dinner, we laughed, talked, and caught up on what each of us had been up to over the past few months. It was a great time!

While we were walking back to the carnival, Scott said to me, "I told my parents I would come see them tonight and I would stay the night. Would you mind driving me there?"

"Sure," I replied.

We got to Scott's parent's house and he said, "I would really like to see you again before I leave town Sunday night. My shift is over at 7:00 tomorrow night and I don't start until noon on Sunday. Why don't you come by tomorrow evening? I can get a motel room and show you just how much I've missed you!" I nodded, and he kissed me good night.

It's Saturday evening, and I hear my phone ringing, while I am showering. As I am drying off, I listen to the voicemail. "Hey, baby," Scott said, "I need to cancel tonight. I totally forgot it was my sister's birthday, and I need to take her out to celebrate. I will be in touch soon. I'm sorry."

Of course I was disappointed! I wanted to at least be able to say goodbye to Scott, so I decided to go to the carnival anyways. It would be nice to see his sister, too.

Walking down the midway, headed towards the game Scott had been working the night before, I see Scott talking to a girl I knew from school. Her name is Andrea, she is short, fat, and not attractive in the least. She was always a bully to me when we were in school. I stood back in the shadows and just watched them. They are talking and laughing and then Scott leans in and kisses her! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! They started walking in my direction, Scott with his arm around Andrea! I stepped out of the shadows and said, "Oh it's your sister's birthday, huh Scott?"

"Baby, I can explain," Scott replied.

"No need! I am so fucking done with you! Lose my fucking number," I screamed at him. He tried to come after me as I walked away, but then he just gave up. I didn't want him to see me crying over him!

I was so upset, I knew I was in no shape to drive, so I found a bench near the carnival rides, sat down and cried. A few minutes later, I hear a man's voice say, "What's wrong pretty lady? Why are you crying?" I looked at him, apologized, and wiped my eyes. "No need to apologize beautiful, maybe talking about it will help. My name is Billy. People say I am a good listener," he said with a smile. Billy was a couple of inches taller than I am, average build, sandy blonde hair peeking out of his baseball cap, with a friendly smile.

I invited Billy to join me on the bench. He told me a little about himself. He is from Miami, 27 years old, and has been travelling with the carnival for five years. He operates the Tilt-O-Whirl. I felt comfortable with Billy, so I opened up about Scott. "Oh I know Scott! I hate to tell you this, but Scott likes to fuck anyone with a pussy! He has had at least one woman in every town that we've set up in, since he joined us," Billy told me. "Let me buy you dinner. I don't think you should be alone right now." I liked Billy's company, so I agreed.

We went to the same diner Scott and I went to the previous night. As we were seated, I noticed Scott and Andrea sitting in a booth near the back of the diner. "Ignore them, beautiful. They ain't worth it," Billy told me.

Billy and I had a decent dinner, great conversation, and some laughs. He told me about his criminal past, which was mostly drug related or petty crimes. He seemed dark and mysterious, and that excited me. As we were waiting at the front counter to pay the bill, Billy turned to me and kissed me. Then he said, "Scott and that girl have been looking at you all night, so I figured I would give them something to look at."

Billy and I went back to the carnival, and he told me that he usually camps out under the Tilt-O-Whirl. "I have a cooler with a few beers in it, and I have some weed. Would you like to join me?" he asked. I agreed. We passed a joint, laughed, and talked some more. I thanked Billy for approaching me tonight, and I gave him a small kiss. He wrapped his arms around me and started exploring my mouth with his tongue. He was a good kisser!

I laid down on the ground, with Billy's tongue still probing my mouth. I could feel his cock, which was trapped in his tight fitting jeans, growing harder against my thigh. I reached down, unzipped Billy's jeans, and released his stiffening cock. It was now standing at full attention! I gently stroked Billy's cock, while we were still making out. I could feel the stickiness of precum on the tip. I wanted a taste! I slid my body down, so his cock was in my face. Billy helped me slide his jeans completely off. I got on my knees between Billy's legs, stroked the shaft of his rock hard cock, and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted salty with a faint sweetness. I wanted more! I teased the sensitive underside of his cockhead, while alternating between massaging his balls and stroking the shaft. While looking in Billy's eyes, I took just his cockhead in my mouth, and started sucking just the head.

Billy let out a moan and said, "Take it all beautiful. I know you want it!" He was right! I did want it all! I took as much of his hard cock into my mouth as I could. He soon was balls deep in my mouth and I could feel the head of his cock in my throat. Oh, how I love giving blow jobs! I sucked as if my life depended on it. Soon, Billy's rock hard cock was throbbing in my mouth. He let out a loud moan, as he shot a big load of hot cum down my throat. "Wow, she's beautiful and really knows how to suck cock," Billy said. We snuggled up together and fell asleep, under the Tilt-O-Whirl.

Sunday morning came, and both Billy and I woke up early. "I really should get going," I said.

Billy responded, "This may sound crazy, but we have to pack up and head out to another town about 100 miles north tonight. How about you come with?"

I laughed, "Me, run away with the carnival?"

"If you want to. I'm sure they would hire you to run one of the games," Billy said with a smile.

"Thanks for the offer, Billy, but I have a job lined up already," I responded.

"I really want to get to know you better, babe. We don't set up in the next town until Wednesday morning. Why don't you come with and stay with me for the next couple of days? I usually sleep in one of the trucks until the carnival is set up, but I will get us a room."

"I don't know," I responded.

"Think about it, okay?" Billy asked.

"Okay, I will think about it," I said with a slight smile.

"We will be on the road by 9:00 PM," Billy said. I nodded. Billy and I shared a kiss, said our good-byes, and I drove home.

In my mind, I kept telling myself this whole idea was crazy! But what did I have to lose? It would be fun to get away for a couple of days, and Billy seems like a nice guy. I threw a couple days worth of clothes in a bag, hopped in my car around 8:15 PM, and drove to the carnival...I didn't want to be late!

I arrived at the carnival around 8:30 PM. No more rides or games, just a bunch of semis and pick up trucks with trailers attached. As I was looking for Billy, I heard, "Hey baby! I'm so glad you came to say goodbye!" I turned around to see Scott walking up to me.

"Fuck off, Scott! I am here to see Billy, not you," I yelled while I continued walking. Just then, Billy walked up to me.

"I'm so glad you decided to join us," Billy said, loud enough for Scott to hear. Scott stormed off.

Billy and I took my car to the next carnival site. When we arrived, there were a few cars and trucks there already. Billy introduced me to a couple of his carny buddies. Matt looked like a biker. He was tall and thin, with a moustache, beard, and long dirty looking hair. He was wearing a beat up biker jacket, a dirty white t-shirt, worn jeans, and old biker boots. Joe had a shaved head, moustache, goatee, and was a similar build as Matt. Joe was wearing black jeans, a Black Sabbath t-shirt, and a beat up pair of tennis shoes

"We're gonna get a room at the no tell motel we passed a few miles back. What are you guys doing?" Billy asked his friends.

"We were planning on doing the same thing," replied Matt.

"We have some whiskey and some weed. We should have a little party," said Joe.

"Hell yeah," Billy replied, grinning.

Billy and I got a room next door to the room Matt and Joe were sharing. Soon, there was a knock at the door. Matt entered the room carrying a full ice bucket and a couple of motel glasses. Joe followed with a bottle of cheap whiskey. As soon as Matt set the ice bucket and glasses on the dresser, he started pulling pill bottles out of his pockets. He looked at me with a somewhat evil grin and said, "we are gonna party hard tonight little girl!" All three guys laughed.

I looked at Billy and said, "I only drink and smoke weed. I don't pop pills."

"Don't worry your pretty little head. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna do," Billy responded. Joe tossed a bag of weed on the dresser. Matt and Joe both laughed, which made me feel a little uneasy.

Joe poured us all a shot of whiskey and Billy lit up a joint. The three guys told stories about the carny life. The stories fascinated me, but I quickly decided that kind of life was not for me.

The guys kept pouring shots. I started to feel kind of weird. The room started spinning. I didn't feel sick, just dizzy. I decided that it would be best if I laid down. I quickly fell asleep, while the guys still partied.

I woke up to the feeling that my arms were being pulled above my head. I opened my eyes and all I saw was darkness. I couldn't move my arms! My head was still spinning and I had no idea how long I had been asleep. I could tell I was naked. I cried out Billy's name.

"Don't worry beautiful! You took such good care of me the other night. It's my turn to take care of you," Billy responded. By now I realized I was blindfolded and my wrists were bound together and tied to the headboard.

I felt Billy fondling my breasts, stopping to pinch each nipple. I felt scared, but I was starting to get turned on. He ran his fingers lightly down my chest and down my stomach. Billy's hands reached my thighs and he said, "spread your legs, beautiful. I want a nice view of that pretty little snatch of yours!" I did as I was told. Billy gently ran his fingertips over my clit, and then ran them over my pussy lips. I could feel my pussy getting wetter. He stuck one finger inside me and said, "Damn, you are wet! I think you want to get fucked!" At that moment, I felt as if I couldn't speak, but I did let out a little moan, as I nodded my head.

I felt the head of Billy's cock against my pussy lips. He stuck just the head inside me a few times, teasing me. Then with one thrust, Billy's stiff prick was balls deep inside me. He started rubbing my now engorged clit while he was fucking me. "You are really liking this! You are getting wetter by the second," Billy said.

I managed to say, "yes," as I moaned. I was on the verge of an orgasm when Billy pulled out of me. "I was so close, Billy. Why did you stop?" I asked.

"Don't worry beautiful. There is more to come," Billy responded.

My pussy was now being finger fucked. Again I was so close to cumming, but I his fingers pulled out of me before I could cum. I felt his weight on top of me as his hard cock slid into my eager pussy. The cock felt different this time. Slightly longer, but not as much girth. "You are so beautiful when you are getting fucked," I heard Billy say. His voice didn't come from above me, but sounded as if he was at the foot end of the bed. Everything was still fuzzy, so I told myself that my mind was just playing tricks on me. The cock inside me was so hard and throbbing. My hips met every thrust. I moaned and my body shuddered as I felt the wave of an orgasm. He let out a moan, pulled his cock out of me, and shot a huge load of cum on my tits and my belly. Some landed on my lips; I couldn't help licking his cum off my lips. I wanted a taste. "This cum tastes different than the load I swallowed the other night," I thought to myself.

"Billy, I'm thirsty. May I have a glass of water?" I asked.

"Of course, beautiful," Billy responded. He went and got a glass of water and held it for me to drink. I gulped it down quickly. Soon after, the room started spinning again and I fell asleep.

I woke up to my ass being smacked. I was lying on my stomach with a couple of pillows under my hips. I was still blindfolded and my wrists were still bound. "Gentlemen, she is awake," said Matt. He continued with a laugh, "Billy had his turn with her. I had my turn with her. Joe, it is now your turn to fuck the little whore."

I felt the head of a cock on my pussy lips, as Joe smacked my ass. I could feel my pussy juices dripping. "Why am I so fucking turned on?' I asked myself. Joe shoved his rock hard cock inside my dripping pussy. He was much bigger than both Billy and Matt. Joe was fucking me hard and deep. We had the perfect rhythm going. The muscles inside my vagina were squeezing Joe's hard, throbbing cock. Joe's cock made me cum so hard, when he pulled out, my juices made a huge wet spot on the bed.

I heard Billy say, "we will untie you and unblindfold you if you promise to play nice!"

"I promise," I said.

"Good little whore," Matt said with an evil chuckle.

The restraints and blindfold were removed. I sat up and asked for a glass of water. I was given whiskey instead, which I hesitantly drank. I was told to get on my hands and knees. Billy and Matt had their cocks in my face. I took turns licking, teasing, and sucking both of them. Joe was behind me. He stuck his rock hard dick in my pussy, thrusted a few times, and without warning, pulled out and rammed his meat into my asshole. It hurt like hell and I let out a scream! This was the first time anyone ever fucked my ass! After the initial pain, it started to feel good. Joe started rubbing my clit, while he fucked my virgin asshole. I was able to cum from anal. Once again, after a huge orgasm, my pussy was dripping. Joe started finger fucking my pussy, while still fucking my ass. Within seconds, I experienced another orgasmic wave. Joe pulled out of my ass and shot his load on my back.

I now sat on the bed, between Billy and Matt, who were both kneeling. I was giving Matt a blowjob, while I gave Billy a hand job. "You better start sucking me. I want to shoot this load down your throat," Billy demanded. I started sucking Billy. His cock was balls deep in my mouth. I was deep throating him. I could feel his cockhead hitting the back of my throat, as his cock throbbed. Billy grabbed my head and pulled it close to his body. He let out a series of loud moans, as he shot his hot jism down my throat. I now turned my attention to Matt. I got my mouth about half way down his shaft, when his throbbing cock started to fill my mouth with his cum. I asked for some water, we passed a joint, the room started spinning, and I was out.

I woke up alone in the room. I had vague memories of slipping in and out of consciousness during various sex acts. I stood up, and my entire body ached. I had no idea what day it was. I looked a mess, so I decided to take a quick shower. As I got dressed, I noticed a piece of paper on the dresser. It said, "We hope to see you the next time we are in town."

I stepped out of the motel room; it was dark outside. I stopped in the motel lobby to ask the clerk what day it was. "It's Wednesday," she replied.

I hopped into my car and drove to the carnival site. The carnival was set up and running. I decided to just drive by. I went home and started my life as a responsible adult. To this day, I can feel my pussy getting wet every time I see a carnival.