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Joy Ride
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Joyride
by Wayne
I work as a maintenance supervisor for a theme park. I'm
the guy who is ultimately responsible for the cleanliness and
safety of all the amusements in the park where I work, from the
flume ride and roller coaster to the fun house and gondola ride.
It's a job I take very seriously and I'm proud of the park's
safety record and the workers under me who do their jobs so well.
I'm writing this to tell you about Jolene. She is a fantas-
tic mechanic, let me tell you. She's the best. So a couple
months ago, when Don, down to the merry-go-round, reported a tiny
vibration, I sent Jolene. She went to work and I checked after
the park closed and she was just finishing up. Don had already
signed off, so Jolene and I were there alone.
I should tell you that I'm married with four kids. I'm 42,
Louise is 41 and I suppose we got a normal life. Jolene is
single, 23 years old and...can I say this? She's what is polite-
ly called overweight. She's 5'5" and weighs over 230 pounds, but
her dark blonde hair surrounds a really pretty face with bright
blue eyes and a super smile.
It was that smile that got to me. I've been married for 21
years and my wife doesn't smile much anymore. Doesn't do much of
anything anymore, if you know what I mean. And it does me good
at my age (I'm 43) to be smiled at by a pretty 23-year-old, even
if she is on the heavy side.
Anyway, Jolene and I were joking (yeah, dirty jokes) and
talking and I was feeling good being in her company, and I guess
she felt relaxed, too, because she smiled and her eyes had a wild
sort of twinkle.
"Wayne, you know what I've always thought would be kinda
fun?"
"What's that?"
"I've always had this fantasy about sexing it up on a merry-
go-round."
I was a bit surprised when she admitted that, but I didn't
tell her. "How? Probably be damn uncomfortable."
"Oh, I don't know. A girl could give a blowjob to a gu on a
horse. Or maybe they could do the dance in one of the bench
cars."
"Huh, I don't know about that. Peg wouldn't think of doing
it anywhere but the bed, once a month, in the dark. And never,
in a million years, would she give me a blowjob.
"I'll do it." I looked at Jolene and she licked her lips.
I glanced around, suddenly nervous, knowing the park was empty
but not knowing what else to do.
"Nobody's here, Wayne. Just you and me. Nobody'll know."
She led me over to the deck and II sat side-saddle on a horse
while she undid my pants.
"Christ, what a honker!" Jolene said when my seven-inch dick
popped out. She wrapped her lips around the head and it felt
like heaven. First time I'd gotten sucked since I was in the
Army. Jolene was having a great time, too. Looking at her
sucking my dick, you'd have thought she liked doing that more
than anything in the world. I found out that sucking dick is
only her second favorite thing.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Jolene let my dick
slide out of her mouth and it was coated with spit. She pushed
it up against my stomach and let her thick, pink tongue trace
the vein underneath down to my balls. She started licking 'em
and sucking 'em and moaning like she was eating the tastiest
food in the world. Her eyes looked into mine and she smiled and
let her tongue work its way behind my balls and I jerked like I
was shot when I felt her tongue rim my shitter. I'd read about
it, even seen it in some screw movies, but I never thought...!
Then that tongue of hers slipped into my ass and I just
about went crazy, I'm telling you. Felt like a wiggly eels
slipping up my ass and my dick twitched and a gob of juice came
out of my dick and stickied up Jolene's fingers. She figured I
was about to blow my wad and she pulled her tongue out and
gobbled up my wanger again just as I started shooting. Man, she
wanted that stuff, too! Even the hooker who'd sucked me off had
spit out my scum, but Jolene swallowed it right down, making
little groans and gulping noises like she was drinking down some
really good beer.
"Like that, Wayne?" Jolene asked real sweet-like and her
tongue came out and licked some of my stuff off her lip. Like
it? Hell, yes!"
"That was mighty fine, Jolene, but we could both be shit-
canned if anyone found out."
"Well, I'm sure as hell not gonna talk, Wayne. See, the's
more stuff we can do."
"Now Jolene, I don't know. My wife...."
"Look, Wayne, I know you don't want to cheat on your wife.
I respect that. Hell, that's one of the reasons I like you."
Jolene had been handling my dick and it was already perking up
again.
"Here's what I'm thinking. I give you the sort of action
your wife won't deliver; you'll be giving me what I want. Both
of us'll be happy and you won't really be cheating on your wife.
You can do anything you want to me with me. With this nice
honker you got." She licked my dick and it jumped as it got hard
again.
"Don't let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash," I
told her. She gave my cock another lick and a tug.
"Hmm, my ass can handle anything, Wayne," she said with that
gleam in her eyes. "Wanna try it out and see for yourself?"
"Here? Now?"
"Sure thing. It'll be okay. Wait. Go to the bench car."
I slid off the wooden horse, hiked up my pants and walked over
to the bright gold painted car. Jolene had jumped off the merry-
go-round inside the hub, turned on the lights and music and threw
the lever to start it up. She jumped back on the merry-go-round
and hurried to join me. She undid her work pants and pushed them
down past her hips and heavy thighs, then sat down to take off
her shoes and remove her pants. From where I stood, I could see
the mass of dark blonde curls covered by her underpants.
"Well, don't just stand there, Wayne. Drop your pants."
I did and took off my shoes but I left my shirt and socks
on. Was she really going to let me screw her pooter? Jolene
stood up and slid her panties dow, then turned her back to me and
grabbed the carved back of the bench car. Give it to me, Wayne,"
she urged, shaking her pale wide ass invitingly. I took hold of
her fleshy butt cheeks. Her puckered asshole was ringed with
hair and droplets of sweat, I guess, or cunt juice. It sort of
winked at me, and it looked like a mouth blowing kisses.
I spit in my hand and slicked my dick then leaned forward
till the head touched that shit hole. Son of a bitch was like a
mouth, sucking me in as easy and as fast as I pushed, and I held
onto her fleshy hips to steady myself. For a second I imagined
seeing her ass suck my entire body inside like in a cartoon. And
tight? Damn, I bet a team of workhorse couldn't pull me out of
Jolene's ass once she gets a good grip. Believe you me, I never
had my dick in such a hot, tight hole before. I busted my wife's
cherry and even she wasn't that hot 'n' tight. Her ass muscles
gripped my dick like a hundred tiny fingers and it was like an
oven in there.
"Shit, that's good, Wayne," Jolene said. She started
unbuttoning her shirt while I plowed her dirt road and she
managed to get the shirt off and I unhooked her bra and she
shrugged it off. "Feel my hooters, Wayne," she hollered. I
reached a hand under her and grabbed a handful of the softest,
smoothest skin I ever felt, and her milkers were the biggest I
ever felt. I grabbed onto another handful and started humping
the fucking holy hell out of her ass. Her flabby cheeks were
shaking and vibrating like who wouldn't have it and she was
hollering real loud, "Fuck me, Wayne! Squeeze my fuckin' tits!
Give it to me! Shit! Fuck!"
Suddenly, I just busted out laughing. I couldn't help it.
I mean, here the two of us were, heavy Jolene bent over with her
boobs flopping down, my dick packing her ass, my balls flapping
against her squack, and were going 'round and 'round on this
merry-go-round, lights flashing and music blaring and all those
animals going up and down while I went in and out and Jolene
yelled, "Fuck me! Give it to me!" I just had to laugh because
it was so damn funny.
I don't know if Jolene thought so. Maybe she got mad when I
laughed, maybe she came, I don't know, but right in the middle of
my laughing, Jolene's asshole about bit my damn pecker off. Her
pooter clamped so hard on my dick, it made me quit laughing and
my balls just went wild. I started coming like who wouldn't have
it, and I was grunting like a pig in hog heaven while Jolene
hooted and hollered louder than the music and I felt her cunt
spray juice that ran down my legs along with the sweat.
After, I started to feel a little guilty but Jolene assured
me that she wasn't trying to get me away from my wife so I wasn't
guilty of anything except having a good time and making her feel
good. She told me to think about it and to let her know if I
wanted to do it again.
Well, I thought about it. I didn't really see anything
wrong with Jolene and me having fun together. I could certainly
fuck my wife on our monthly routine and do Jolene too. Martha
wouldn't be getting anything less from me and I wouldn't be
giving Jolene any regular cunt screwing. Why not? I suppose
some people would call that cheating anyway, but I figured that
as long as I didn't deny my wife any physical loving or fall in
love with Jolene, I couldn't call it cheating.
The next day I took Jolene aside in the maintenance shed and
told her I wanted some more action. She grinned at me and said
to meet her at the gondola ride after closing. She was greasing
the gears when I got there and she said we were going to ride a
car over to the other platform. Once we were airborne, Jolene
unzipped me and pulled out my crank. "I'm gonna suck you off
before we get to the other end," she said as she hunkered down
and wrapped those sweet lips around my dick. I just looked at
the scenery and smiled as we rode high over the park, lights
still lit, but now all but deserted, and Jolene was polishing my
knob like crazy.
I felt 20 years younger riding up there while Jolene sucked
my wang. This was fun sex, not just something that felt good
that had to be done. And Jolene sure liked to have fun with
dick. She hummed while she blew me and played with my balls.
She was sure as shit having a great time. And so was I. I
popped my nut and Jolene gulped my juice like she was dying of
thirst. I got my dick back in my pants just as we reached the
end of our trip.
Good thing, too. Standing there was Theresa, an operator
who'd been employed at the park for a few months. She's even
bigger than Jolene and her boobs are huge. When we got out of
the gondola, Jolene immediately went to Theresa, they hugged and
exchanged a deep, wet kiss, swapping spit and more.
"Doesn't he taste good, Theresa?" Jolene asked when they
pulled apart. Theresa licked her lips, nodded and winked at me.
"Hmm-hmm, good," she said. Naturally, I was surprised and I know
I must have looked a bit dumb and out of it. Jolene took my hand
and the three of us went to a small room in back of the arcade.
Jolene explained that she and Theresa were bisexual and wanted to
have a threesome with me.
"Theresa likes being ass-fucked, too, just like me. " I
watched Theresa strip down and free those massive melons of hers.
"You wanna fuck her titties?" Jolene asked as she gave my prick a
squeeze through my pants. I'd never tit-fucked a woman before
and the very thought of sliding my dick between her huge jugs
made me throb and sweat. Soon we were all buck naked and I was
fucking away at Theresa's boobs while she rimmed my asshole.
Nice long tongue that girl has, too.
Jolene was eating out her friend. Theresa's belly was
flabby, but Jolene had little trouble finding the girl's snatch.
Her pungent smell mixed with the smell of sweat and soon the
little room was filled with the funky aroma of sex. Anyone
walking by could have heard the slap of flesh on flesh, the moans
of pleasure and the words of encouragement.
"Fuck those tits, Wayne," Jolene said as she pulled a stray
pubic hair out of her mouth. "Give her a cum bath."
In seconds I was doing just that. I held her tits tight
around my cock and watched Jolene go back to eating her friend.
With Theresa's tongue deep in my ass, my cum launched out and
sprayed fleshy front with a wet coat of spunk. Even before I
finished shooting, Theresa pulled her tongue out of my asshole
and pulled me back so she could gobble my oozing prick. I
smeared my cum over the expanse of her belly and tits and soon
she shivered as she came in Jolene's mouth, her flesh quivering
like gelatin.
Jolene hadn't cum yet, so Theresa pulled out this monster
rubber cock and drove it in and out Jolene's swampy hole as she
chewed Jolene's fat clit. I was content to sit and watch these
two but Jolene had other ideas. She told me to squat over her
face so she could suck my ass and Theresa took my prick into her
mouth again and with that two-way stimulation pretty soon I was
up and ready.
The two girls got into a pussy-slurping 69 with Theresa on
top and I got on my knees behind her, held those jiggly cheeks
apart and, after Jolene slicked my dick with spit, slid my bone
into her buttery asshole. Even though Theresa is a big woman,
her butthole was tight, tighter than Jolene's shitter, even. The
muscles inside her chute gave my piece a workout that felt great.
Jolene helped out by sucking my nuts and fingering my own
butthole.
I finally popped a load of slime in Theresa's bowels and,
sure enough, not only did Jolene lick my prick clean, but she
pressed her lips to her friend's poop hole and Theresa grunted
and strained until she farted that hot load down Jolene's throat.
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