“He Took Me On A Trip To The Carnival…”

He took me on a trip to the carnival. It was pitch-black when he whispered in my ear and told me why he really brought me here. He said he wanted to try some new things. Like fucking in public.

First of all, we got on the ferris wheel. He whipped his dick out of his pants and exposed his large erection. I threw the cotton candy down & grabbed that motherfucker like a joystick. Gave it a few licks, a kiss, then a slurp. A simple blow job for starters… the ride was over fairly quick, so we plotted our next move.

He yanked me into the lit up bounce house full of children. I told him we couldn’t do it here but he proceeded to scare the kids out before I could finish. He might’ve been taking this a little too far… But fuck it, I was in it to win it. We started bouncin around and shit just got crazy. A couple of onlookers and pissed off parents witnessed what could only be described as one of the bounciest fucks of my life. I hopped down on that 9 inch tallywhacker but it slid out when I went all belly dancer on it. Swerved to the left, swerved to the right, and next thing you know we popped a damn hole in the bitch. As it started to deflate, I grabbed my clothes and somersaulted out of the back and onto the grass. He was right behind me. I told him maybe we should slow it down.

Now don’t me wrong. I enjoyed playing his game but that last bit jostled my stomach & even hurt the insides a little. I opted to try him out on the carousel because it seemed more relaxing. And it was. We both chose a horse to begin with. The trick was to do it with stealth so when nobody was paying close attention, he loosened his jeans again, I got up quickly and mounted on his horse dick like a rodeo champ. I told him that was some dizzy dickin and the breeze felt great on the crack of dat azz. He tore it up but I won that round hands down at the end when I damn near broke that dick in half from riding so rigorously.

At this point the police were hot on our ass. We Bonnie and Clyded our way into the spooky Ghost Train: the last pit stop of the night. It was the most wild experience yet. The train skidded off without any warning while lights flashed at us and creepy sound effects filled the dark railway. I had no choice but to show out. I curled my legs around his body in a missionary lock and navigated him inside. I started moaning like a banshee in that bitch with my legs cocked to Heaven. My eyes rolled straight to the back of my head as he beasted it. I turned around and when he hit it from the back I threw some wicked backshots. People on the ride started noticing but it didn’t phase us. Our rhythm was so compatible you could’ve sworn we were in a music video. The ride started jerking a lot but I assumed it was from our heavy friction. Then I felt his nut coming so I warped it into overdrive. We stretched, flexed, and thrusted into each other like caged animals. The wheels on that little ass train couldn’t handle it any longer and we spun off the track. I let out a scream as we both reached our climax and the train collided through the walls, crashing into a nearby building. It flipped over completely and I was ejected right through a glass window. When I gained back consciousness I found myself in a hospital bed with a full body cast. The nurse told me the train burst into flames and that I was one of the few lucky ones. My man was dead. The newspapers were calling it the “Train Ride From Hell”. One article said it was faulty mechanics that caused the devastating derailment. 22 people lost their lives that night… but I lived to fuck another day.