The Tunnel of Love - Catesby - Sex Stories

The Tunnel of Love - Catesby

... walk, making her ass even sexier to behold. My cock was pressing hard against my shorts as I followed them to the Tunnel of Love. The stand by the ride had illustrations of a smooching couple on a gondolier in a small river. The three guys began arguing with themselves over who would be the first to ride with my wife through the tunnel. Eventually they decided to match coins and the guy who won let out a small cheer of victory. Jenny gave him her sultriest smile and he quickly went over to pay the man operating the ride. The two of them got into a small boat which was pulled along a rail through the tunnel. There was a small trough of water to give the illusion that they were on some romantic trip in Venice. Knowing how horny my wife was feeling, I had the feeling that romance was the last thing on her mind. The two remaining guys stood waiting impatiently at the front of the ride for their friend to get back with my wife. After five minutes or so I began to get edgy myself. I walked over to the operator and asked him how long the ride takes. He was a gruff looking man, in his forties, with short hair and a stubbly chin. “You alone?” he asked, eyeing me suspiciously. “Uhm, yeah,” I said. “Look, mate, this ride’s for couples only, see?” he said, looking me up and down. “You want a nice quiet place to have yourself a wank, you’d best go somewhere else. All right?” I looked down and realised that he had noticed the throbbing bulge in my shorts. “No, no,” I said. “I’m waiting for ...

... my wife. She’s coming along later. I just wanted to know how long it takes.” “Long enough, if that’s what you’re after,” he said, winking at me. “Slip me some extra money and I’ll make it go real slow for you. Give you enough time to get your end away. Don’t get too much business here these days anyway. The guy in there now, he’s a regular. Picks up different girls all the time, brings ‘em here. I give him ten minutes alone with her. Usually does the trick. It’ll cost you though.” “So when’s he getting out?” I asked impatiently. “Hold your horses. About five minutes left. But he’s paid for his friends to go next. Looks like they picked up a real goer there. He told me they’re going to ride with her after him. Wouldn’t mind a piece of that myself. Did you see the ass on her? Fuck me. And that bikini she’s wearing. She must be a right slut.” “Can I give you the money now?” I asked. “I want to go straight on as soon as the others have finished.” “Sure,” he said, taking my money. “But what if your wife’s not here by then?” “Don’t worry,” I said. “She’ll be here.” I moved away from the man and stood near the two guys waiting for their turn to ride with my wife. I could hear them talking about her, telling each other what they were going to do with her. I was going crazy with excitement listening to them describe how they were going to suck her tits and feel her ass and stick their cocks inside her pussy. After what seemed like an eternity the gates to the side suddenly opened and ...