The Tunnel of Love - Catesby - Sex Stories

The Tunnel of Love - Catesby

... got all excited hearing about my past. Feeling horny, are we?” “Uhm, come to think of it, yeah.” “Never mind. You can go for a swim later and cool off,” she said teasingly. “Bit like a cold shower.” Jenny asked the barman for directions to the fair and he told her that it was only a couple of hundred yards away across the road. As he spoke to her he couldn’t keep his eyes off her heaving bosom. I asked Jenny if she wanted to put her T-shirt back on but she said no, much to my relief. I loved it when other men ogled her. As we made our way to the fairground I kept noticing men staring at her tits and I had to place the bag I was carrying in front of my shorts to cover my erection. It was a pretty dilapidated fairground. Like everything else in the town it looked to be straight out of the 1970s. The rides were pretty small scale and rather tame, but Jenny had a whale of a time, going on as many as possible. I was kind of hoping to hear one of the workers flirt with my wife but all they did was leer and ogle her. I figured that my presence was putting them off so as we were waiting in a queue for one of the rides I told Jenny that I was just going to the toilet and I would meet her by the Ghost Train in about ten minutes or so. In actual fact I walked off a little way in the distance so that I could watch her surreptitiously. Almost immediately she was surrounded by a group of young guys. There were three of them and they all had wild looking hair and sported tattoos. They ...

... didn’t work at the fairground but they were very much the rough looking sort that Jenny had talked about before. I couldn’t hear what they were saying to her but she was clearly enjoying their attentions, judging by the way she smiled and laughed with them. I could see that a couple of people were complaining at the fact they had jumped the queue but they soon quieted down after receiving some threatening looks. The three guys paid their money to the operator and helped Jenny into the seat. Then they all crowded in beside her and pulled down the bar. It was one of those rides where you’re stuck in a little car and it goes spinning round really fast. As it was gathering speed I saw one of the guys reach his arm around my wife’s shoulder. I couldn’t see clearly but it looked like he was getting himself a feel of one of her tits. My erection grew back instantly, even stronger than before. When the ride was at full speed I heard a sharp cry and then saw my wife’s sarong flying through the air until it landed a few yards away from me. I quickly walked forward and picked it up, keeping my eyes on the ride. Jenny was still screaming and laughing in exhilaration. I didn’t see how her sarong could have come undone and flown off like that unless one of the guys had pulled it off her but she didn’t seem too bothered about it. As soon as the cars stopped spinning and the operator lifted the bars, Jenny rushed out of the car. I saw one of the guys reach his hand out to touch her almost naked ...