THE CARNY

It was always the same in every little town and hamlet that the carnival stopped in. Walt would try and hook up with some of the local talent for the four or five days they were in town. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seemed like a glamorous way to live. "Some glamor," thought Walt, "dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd jobs around the midway. If he wasn't running one of the many rides for the youngsters, he was operating a game stand, you know, the kind that for a buck you have to knock down the three milk bottles with two throws, or maybe shoot a moving target with a gun with bad sights, where ever he was needed, that's where you'd find him.

It was when he was running one of the games that Walt had a chance to interact with the local girls. Usually she would be with her boyfriend who would be trying to win her a stuffed animal, while at the same time Walt would be giving her the eye. More often than not, a few hours later that same girl would be back at the stand, only this time alone. Walt would then usually give her a couple of free whacks at whatever game he was running, and then make a date with her for later that evening when he was off work. Most of the time the broads were young, between eighteen and twenty three. This was okay with him, because there was just nothing like the taste of young pussy! At twenty eight, Walt cut a good looking if rough kind of figure! A little over six feet tall and 190 pounds, his muscular build attracted the ladies like bees to honey. This town had been like all the others, Walt made contact with young lady and made a date for later that evening. After closing down his game, Walt slipped into his trailer, showered, shaved, and put on a fresh change of clothes. Five minutes later he met Brenda in front of the big top, and off they went arm in arm.

Brenda was a typical townie, trying to act older, more experienced, and more sure of herself than she really was. "Why don't we go to my place," Brenda offered, "my mom is gone, and we can have the place to ourselves!" "Sounds good to me," Walt replied, while thinking that this one was gonna be even easier than he thought! "Mom's out on a date herself," said Brenda, "and she won't be home until morning!" "How about a drink," Walt asked, as he looked the place over!?! While Brenda mixed him a drink, Walt sat down on the couch and put his feet upon the coffee table and turned on the television. Brenda came into the living room holding two drinks, and asked as she sat down, "Any thing good on TV?" Taking the drink from her he answered, "Nah, just the usual crap, I was just passin' the time waitin' for you." After they both took a sip of their drinks, Walt turned and put his arm around Brenda's shoulder and pulled her close. He kissed her ear and she turned and kissed him full on the mouth, and while she pressed harder against him Walt could feel the two large breasts the young girl pushed into him. Walt let his free hand roam over the front of Brenda's chest and offered no resistance when he squeezed her boob and twisted the hard nipple that was poking through her thin blouse. "Baby I really want you," he whispered, as he unbuttoned the front of her blouse. "Let me help you," she offered, taking over and undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt. Walt never tired of seeing a large pair of tits in a low cut bra, and Brenda had that in spades! "Wow baby," Walt stammered, "these are the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life!" While maybe not entirely true, Brenda's chest was spectacular enough that for once in his life he wasn't feeding someone a line! "Do you want me to take off my bra," she asked coyly, leaning her shoulders back and pushing her chest forward. Walt just groaned, and let his hands caress them through her white lace bra. "I'll take that as a yes," Brenda said, as she reached behind her and unhooked the thin satin garment. Teasing him, she kept it from slipping off her chest, and playfully shook her boobs as if trying to expel them from the now loose bra. "They're stuck," she said in a little girl voice, "see, it won't come off," as she made show of trying to tug it off. Getting in the swing of the game, Walt offered his assistance, "May I help you little girl, I'm good at removing stuck objects from tight places!" "Please kind sir," Brenda begged, "help me get it off, it's stuck!" With one quick motion, Walt tore the bra from Brenda's chest, exposing what he thought were the most magnificent tits he had ever seen! "My god," he intoned, "they're unreal!" "They certainly are real," she replied, "wanna see, taste them!" Walt didn't need another invitation as he dove straight for the dark pink nipples with his mouth wide open. A sigh escaped Brenda's lips as Walt took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hungrily. Brenda's chest was not only spectacular in appearance, but also unbelievably sensitive to the touch. In the past, Brenda had cum just by having her nipples sucked, and while it took a tit sucking expert to make it happen, Walt seemed to be a tit sucking connisoire! "Suck me baby," she begged, "suck mama's big nipples!" Just listening to that little girl's voice drove Walt crazy with lust as his pecker was now like a piece of steel trapped in his Levis!

...CONTINUES IN THE MEMBERS SECTION