The Tunnel of Love - Catesby - Sex Stories

The Tunnel of Love - Catesby

... these guys at the fair? How many were there?” “Jesus. You make it sound like a gangbang or something,” she said, laughing again. “What kind of girl do you think I was? I never did anything like that. Basically there was this one guy, a real smooth operator, you know? His name was Joe. I was with a couple of my girlfriends and he was operating one of the rides. He kept sitting with us while the ride was going on, giving me looks, chatting me up. Towards the end of the night I went back there after my friends had gone, just to – I don’t know, see if he was still interested. Anyway, he was just closing up and when he finished he took me out to this grass verge behind this big tent. “It was pretty dark but I could see that there were other couples in the same area. I could hear them too. All this moaning and groaning. It was obvious that they were all having sex. I was pretty nervous. I hadn’t planned on going too far with him. I was thinking more of just a kiss and a fondle. I wasn’t a virgin but I’d only ever done it once before and that had been a bit of a disaster. The boy had taken ages getting inside me and when he finally managed it he came right away, so I didn’t really enjoy it. I really fancied Joe, but I hadn’t set out to have sex with him. When he took me round the back of the tent I was going to say no, let him have himself a bit of fun, maybe play with my tits a little, but no more. “Anyway, as soon as we found a spot away from the other couples, he pulled me down ...

... onto the grass and lifted up my skirt. His hand went straight up between my legs, feeling my panties. I remember he said something about how wet I was down there and suddenly I felt my pussy juices flowing. I decided there and then to just let him do whatever he wanted with me. He groped my tits for a while and then he pulled down my panties and climbed on top of me. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but when I felt his cock inside me I just felt so good. It was so different than before. He had a pretty big dick and he really knew what to do with it. I’m sure he’d fucked hundreds of young girls like me before. “Anyway, I came back the next night, wanting more, but he’d already picked out his latest conquest, and he acted like he didn’t know me. I was a bit upset but one of the other guys who worked there came over and consoled me. He said that Joe was always like that. That he never had the same girl twice. Wanted to avoid attachments. So this guy, I can’t even remember his name, he said he was on his break, and he offered to take me to his caravan, let me dry my eyes and put my mascara back on. I knew what he was up to but I went along anyway. While he walked me over there I felt my pussy getting all wet again. I couldn’t wait to do it again because it had been so good the night before. “As soon as he closed the door of the caravan he took hold of me and kissed me. He was a really good kisser. He was a fair bit older than me, but I didn’t mind at all. I think I shocked him ...