Box Carrier Needed - Tizelle House of Amusement

You walk up to a clearing at the edge of town with various brightly coloured caravans and folk in strange garments.

After telling a lookout at the front that your a box carrier he directs you to a slightly fancy dressing room two shakes to the right after you take a turn by the hephelumps.

"....they look like elephants to me, but whatever."

Knock knock knock.

You pride yourself on your knock consistency, "Customary three sharp knocks."

The door opens before you and you are greeted by the assumed ringmaster of this traveling circus. A wide Cheshire grin on pale lips with turquoise lipstick to match the hair pulled into a pair of buns. Very little other makeup apart from rather long lashes adorn her cute face as her blue eyes stare at you curiously.

Your eyes make a quick scan of her slim figure, slim shouldered, with shapely hips stop her from looking fully committed to the standard athletic build. Modest B-Cups under her white and red ringmaster outfit and very tight pants are the rest of what your eyes eat in before you introduce yourself.

"Jess Crombie? That's what the short guy out front said that was your name. Duin. I'm here to carry boxes."

Jess smiles wide, "Box guy!"

Her energetic voice squeaks at you matching her youthful face and almost on cue she clears her throat and puts on her best adult voice before she continues "Ehem, yes, Box guy. It's the last day we're in town so lots to clear up as the customers wind down."

Duin: "Right, so this is-"

Before you can finish she begins pushing you towards the back of a large tent whose sign says "Frights and Mirrors".

"This is basically what needs moving, people get tired of bed sheets on a string and wonky mirrors first so we tend to use back here for storage. I'd tell ya, if I could make something to give these a second wind. But enough about me."

She stops in front of a large collection of crates and points to some mules in the distance.

Jess: "So basically our staff is busy trying to keep the energy up at the other attractions, so of you could load all the boxes back here onto the caravans with the mules. Shouldn't take too long and when your done consider enjoying the festivities your treat, cool, Box guy?"

You think the task can't be too hard, "Sure, but my names-"

]"Coooool, later." Just like that she's off and your left with a tower of boxes.

As you look over the tower, you sigh, "Manual labour, yay."

You spend a small part of your day moving the boxes onto the empty caravans in the distance. You get through faster than you expected.

"Hm, is just being here making my stamina more magical?"

Before you have time to ponder things further you here a sound from inside the "Frights and Mirrors" tent. An overhead mirror is angled just right to allow you to see the two girls on the other side of the wall.

Girl #1: "EEEK!"

Girl #2: "What is it?!"

Girl #1: "I saw something over there! Someone's staring at us! Eek!"

In a completely different direction a ghost (pillow case) flies overhead and the two girls disappear further into the mirrors screaming.

They were right about one thing though. Someone was watching him. You see another short guy backing away from the peephole he was using. His name tag says Demgrold.

"Hahahaha, it's nothing to scaring these fillies with a bit of smoke and mirror. Fills a dwarfs belly with laughter almost as good as ale. You ought to give it a try lad. Pull a lever and watch. My shifts about done for the day, see if you can bring any excitement to the ol ride."

As Demgrold walks off and you take his place you notice a small problem with his suggestion.

"This hole is far too low."

Ah yes. Eye height for a dwarf and eye height for a human is a bit different.

"Hmm..." your lizard brain is turning gears.

*Unzip*

"Perfect height for this."

Without further thought you slip your member through the repurposed gloryhole and snicker to yourself at the thought of those girls coming back and seeing something completely different staring at them.

"Now what do these do..."

You spend your time flicking through the levers and find one that turns on and off the spotlight right around where the gloryhole is and the though off the blatant advertising of your dick is make the hole rather snug.

"Hm, when did I become an exhibitionist? Let's dip before I get caught." You pull, but there's a slight problem.

*Pull*

*Pull*

"Ruh Roh."

When you're fully erected you don't have enough space to pull out. You're stuck.

Suddenly you here footsteps on the other side. You look up at the spy mirror and see it's the girls from earlier coming back.

Girl #1: "How was I supposed to know it was just some lame pillowcase."

Girl #2: "Whatever scaredy cat let's just find our way out of here, this place is boring."

Girl #1: "I think it was alright, I me-"

Girl #2: "What's wrong no-!"

Duin: "Hm, they shouldn't have seen me from that far....oh crap."

You remember you currently have a spotlight on and your meat is on full display before the pretty young tarts on the other side.

Slowly the second girl begins to walk closer to your shaft.

You utter a silent prayer to the horny gods, "Please don't be sadists, please don't be sadists."

Girl #2: "And here I thought this was gonna be boring."

Girl #1: Put that down, you don't know where it's been!"

Before you can take offence to that you feel a warm tongue slide along the underside of your shaft and swirl around your cockhead.

Girl #2: "Tastes fine to me. I think this is exactly the type of fun I was looking for. Now get over here."

The raven haired minx starts sliding her tongue along the left side of your shaft and after some hesitations her ginger haired friend joins her licking your right.

You feel your meat melting against their lips and tongues. You take pleasure at the way they alternate taking the head of your member into their mouths, each trying to go deeper than the last. As you start to get into the rhythm you hear the sounds of distant voices coming closer.

Guy #1: "Dude, why are we in here?"

Guy #2: "I just thought it'd be a nice spot to swing by in the middle of our date."

Guy #1: "This is not a date! A date has flowers!"

Guy #2: "This again?"

Guy #1: "Yes, this again!"

You can here the bickering getting closer and the hushed tones of your anonymous dick suckers sounds like they're about to leave you hanging when you get a thought.

*Click*

Pulling a lever you shroud your dick and eager sluts in darkness. The giggling you get tells you they approve and the renewed tongue kisses on the head of your dick show you how much they approve.

Guy #2: "Do you hear sucking?"

Guy #1: "Okay, so that's why we're here. You know what, I'm out!"

The pair briskly walk away from where your escapades are taking place.

Guy #1: "Do I here sucking, yeah right!"

Guy #2: "Dude, come on!"

Your attention returns to the pair who've decided to to switch up the team play. You can see from the mirror up to the raven hairs lass is pumping your shaft while giving the ginger lass the opportunity to try deepthroating you.

Girl #1: "Hlgk, glk gluk!"

Girl #2: "There you go, that's almost 8 inches. Like my plan now don't you?"

The redhead is far to full to answer and the tightness of her throat and how often she comes up for air tells you she isn't used to this. Or considering how quickly she agreed isn't used to your size. Still her eager and tight mouth milk you slowly as she tries to adjust to your size. Her tongue pressed flat along the underside of your dick tickles your head when she pulls back for air before repeatedly feeling yourself again and again at the entrance of her throat. The whole time her friend continues stroking you near the base of your shaft.

It's not long before the redhead pulls your from her mouth one final time. Gasping heavily, precum and saliva dripping down her blouse.

Girl #2: "My turn."

The confidence in the raven haired beauties voice is apparent as she takes her hand off your shaft and steadies herself in front of your massive member.

Girl #2: "Gulk gluk gluk, hglk!"

Duin: "Damn!"

She hasn't quite taken you in one, but in the first few strokes she's deeper than her friend and the way she swirls her tongue around your dick from head to shaft shows you who's got talent here. Her throat is tight and her mouth slick. In half the time she's soiled herself double that of her cohort whore. Drool dripping down into her cleavage as she sucks you deeper. Her pace picks up and the only thing stopping your balls from slapping her chin is the wall between you. That's not a problem for long as she slows down and braces herself against the wall. Three thrusts later you can feel your entire shaft in her throat, her eyes rolled back into her head and her tongue with no space to move, pinned against the wall. All it takes is one squeeze of her throat for everything to overtake you

"By the power of Great Skull! Hnngh!" you scream your battle cry as you nut.

You cum buckets down the poor girl's throat. Ropes splurting out faster that she can swallow as she moves you slowly out of her throat. She keeps her mouth wrapped tightly around your cockhead licking and teasing the remaining drops out. Only releasing you when she's satisfied that your spent.

Girl #2 : *Gasp* "Fucking hell that was a load."

Girl #1: "Umm yeah, you got something there."

Pointing to a glob of your cum on her cheek the redhead licks it off before blushing.

Girl #1: "Umm, I-mmlp!"

The dark haired girl kisses her before pulling her towards the entrance.

Girl #2: "How about the Tunnel of Lust next?"

As much as the image of burgeoning love puts warmth in your heart. You've come to a renewed problem.

"That kiss got me hard again."

Your stuck exactly where you began and after another round of pulling you here footsteps again.

Girl #3: "I'm telling you she said right back here."

You see another group of girls enter the not very popular ride and they make a beeline for you.

"Oh dear."

...

It's been almost as long as moving boxes that you've been being serviced by many a village girl. Word got around fast of the Frights and Mirrors special attraction. You're just about cumming dust when it looks like everyone who's wanted a go has had one when a familiar voice approaches your well sucked shaft.

"So that's where you've been Box guy."

Your ears perk up, "Ruh roh."

Jess walks close to the wall, "I was wonder when I'd see you around enjoying the sights, but instead you've been here pumping some life into the old attraction. Hmm..."

You feel her gloves hand wrap around your shaft and she slowly caresses you, the silken feel soothing your tired, but hard love muscle.

With her other hand she opens the top most buttons of her top before pumping you with both hands.

She continues to speak as she strokes you, "So you brought in an extra crowd in addition to moving the boxes. I'd give you a reward, but you already gave yourself one."

She stops stroking you and turns her back. Before you have a moment to ponder if she's going to leave you there she tucks her thumbs into the waist of her tight white pants and begins to peel them down exposing her bubble butt. The pale white flesh looks perfect exposed to the overhead light and despite your tiredness you can't help but react.

She leans back into your hard shaft hotdogging you between her buns, "Mmmmm, consider this a bonus. For the both of us."

Moving forward and backward she slips you between her thighs. The warmth and softness of her thighs exciting you, but not as much as the heat of your rod excites her. Before long you can feel her wetness coating your shaft and after a few more minutes she leans forward and aims you at her sweet depths.

"You know, I usually test every ride before it goes public. Next time you're around make sure I'm first."

She holds you there, cockhead head pressed against her wet hole and it's it's only after you give an affirmative grunt does she begin to push back, sliding you into her slick, tight hole.

"Oooh fuck, that's a thigh slapper! Ahh!"

Jesse gives shallow thrusts working her along a third of your large length. She twists and rolls her hips, enticing you like she knows you're watching as she likely does. You feel her walls getting use to you. Her tightness relaxing somewhat as her stop pushing against your large cock and instead start sucking you deeper. Her spine begins to arch at the half way length and her exotic hip wiggling starts to turn into primal back and forth motions as the pleasure and girth overtakes her.

"Ahh, fuck, where do they make em like you?! Mmm, ohh, ahh, ever considered joining the circus with that thing?"

Jesse fucks herself faster against your length, greasing your pole as she takes in more and more of you. You feel her wet walls massaging you and her small frame buckles often under the pleasure. Before long she arches even further as she bottoms out against the wall, feeling your entire length inside her.

"Aaaaah yessssshhh!!" Jesse's eyes glaze over as she fucks herself against you on her tip toes and starts summing hard.

"Aaaaahh fuck yeaaassshhh!!" Her tongue hangs out of her mouth, and you here the sound of wetness splash against the wall. Everybody loves a squirter.

At no point does Jesse stops thrusting her ass into you, as her orgasm dies down she starts to work on yours. Squeezing you more and more with her tight cunt between thrusts, "Mmmmm, ahh! Come on, don't I feel good?"

She grinds you along her walls seductively before picking up the pace, hammering you against her womb, "Please, you've got a little left for me right? Ahh, Mnn, yesh!"

She tightens up again and you can tell another orgasm is about to hit her, "Ahhhhh fuckk!"

The tightness brings you to fruition and you spray a load directly into her core. You feel her spasm against you as you both cum together. Jesse doesn't slow down until she feels you stop throbbing and as she pulls herself off of you with a pop you finally pull free of the makeshift gloryhole.

Your load wasn't as massive as usual due to how far in the day it was, but it was enough to still have the aqua haired ringmaster squeezing her legs together as she tried to keep your load in and slip her pants back up.

"Whew, best new attraction in a long time. I wouldn't mind riding again, when are you coming to my town?"

You give a tired smirk at the wet spot in her white pants before fixing your pants, "This is definitely a circus that cums more than once a year."

Cheesy lines aside she stamps your pass and you head out. The system of chaos really is as perverse as Ixy sold it.