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Her first day at the fair convinced her that she hadn't dreamed anything,
that everything that had happened on the bus trip down and in the barn last
night, was as real as the nipples on her tits. The state fair, more than
anything else, was a place for free and uninhibited sex. The grounds were
completely unchaperoned. Boys and girls french kissed on the midway,
shoving hands down each other's pants and groping cocks and cunts. As
Denise wandered around with her group, almost every boy she saw flirted
with her, and she knew that every one of them would fuck her if she gave
then the chance. She felt like part of her Young Farmers group now, and she
enjoyed beiong with the other kids.

After breakfast in the mess hall, where Denise's group dined with the other
YF groups at the fair, they spent the morning shoveling manure and feeding
the animals. By noon the barn looked neat and clean. Fairgoers and judges
wandered in and out of the open barn, so the kids were on their best
behavior - perfect little ladies and gentlemen, clean-living, hard-working
farm kids. As Denise swept the center aisle of the barn clean, she smiled
to herself, wondering what all these judges and fairgoers would think if
they'd have walked into the barn last night, after hours.

The kids wandered around the fair in the afternoon, leaving just a few of
the group behind to babysit the animals. During the course of the
afternoon, Denise became more and more bold, daring to look boys in the eye
as she passed them on the midway. When they gave her the once-over, their
eyes lingering on her tits and on her bare legs and feet, Denise felt a
rush of excitement in her loins. For the first time in her life, she was
eating up the attention being given her by the boys. They all wanted her -
wanted to fuck her - and that thriled her.

It was late afternoon when she couldn't stand waiting anymore. She needed a
quick fuck, and she was going top get it. As her group had wandered the
midway, she'd seen some of them slip away from time to time, only to return
to the group later, red faced and smirking with satisfaction. There was no
secret about where they'd gone and what they'd done. They'd sneaked off
behind the midway game joints for some quick sex.

"How was she?" Denise had heard boys ask their returning buddies more than
once. "She sucked like a calf," was one answer to the question. "Tight but
slippery," was another.

Watching her companions slip away, hearing their comments when they
returned to the group, Denise started to feel as if she really were missing
out. So, her pussy throbbing like her heart, she caught the eye of a cute,
shy-looking boy near the Ferris wheel, and she approched him.

"Hi," she said.

The kid blushed, mumbling a "hi" in return.

Her anxiety lessened as she realized that she was in control. The kid
looked sheepish and embarrassed, his brow eyes were nearly hiding behind a
thick brown forelock. He was s kinny boy in jeans and running shoes. His
shirt was stuffed in his back pocket.

She stroked his tanned chest, grinning at him, and he started to shake, as
if he might faint. She licked her lips.

"Come on, let's go for a wal," she said.

"Sure," the boy mumbled. "I mean, all right, sure."

She took him by the hand and led him to the area of game tewnts where she'd
seen kids from her group go. His hand was sweating as she led his between
two tenst and out behind them.

Off the midway, the fair grounds in this area were thick with camping tents
and house trailers. Denise wasn't sure where to take the boy. They surely
couldn't just pull downtheir pants and start fucking. There were people
wandering around back here. Denise led the boy aimlessly for a minute
before a tent nearby popped open and Peggy crawled out, followed by a
shirtless young man with tattoos on his arms.

Peggy tok one look at Denise and the boy and she smirked. "It's all yours,
babe. Nobody's home." She eyed Denise's boy like a tigress appraising
potential prey. "Cute, but too skinny for my tastes. Have fun with him,
bitch." She laughed, walking away with the tattooed young man, her hand
massaging his bare lower back, then sliding into his jeans to rub her ass.
She mumbled something to the young man, and he laughed.

"Who's she?" the boy asked Denise.

"Just a dumb girl I know," Denise said. "Come on." She dropped down and
crawled into the tent, the boy right behind her.

It was a faily large tent, with a screen window to let in air and light.
Once inside, it would would have bben possible to stand up in the tent, but
Denise had no need to.

"It stinks in here," the boy said.

Haven't you ever smelled cunt? Denise thought, because that was what the
air smelled like. Not only that, the floor od the tent was wet with
fuck-juices.

"Take off your pants and shoes," Denise said, ignoring the boy's comment.
Sitting, she took off her T-shirt and jeans, which were all she was
wearing.

The boy breathed like a bellows, his hands shaky as he undressed. He wore
neither socks nor underwear, so he stripped completely almost before Denise
had. His cock, seven inches long and straight as an arrow, throbbed against
his shiny brown belly, pointing straight up.

Denise grapped his prick, the excitement racing through her. "Cute," she
mumbled.

The boy stroked her tits. "They're big. Can I suck 'em?" He didn't wait for
Denise to answer, but leaned over and started munching on Denise's nipples.

Denise's cunt did flip-flops as the boy sucked her tits. The hot juice
started running out of her pussy and pooling on the vinyl floor of the
tent. She felt the boy's cock swelling in her hand, growing even harder.
She let go of it for fear that he'd shoot off - fast, like that donkey last
night.

"That's enough," she said, pushing the boy away. "Don't bite 'em off, huh?"

The boy sat up, panting as if he'd just run a race. His face was flushed,
and he was sweating. "Sorry, it's just thath I never sucked a girl's tits
before."

"Did you ever fuck a girl before?"

The boy shook his head sheepishly. "Nope," he said, as if embarrassed.

Denise felt a surge of excitement and elation. The boy was a virgin, just
like she'd been yesterday. It thrilled her to realize thatshe was going to
initiate him. She felt like a pro at sex, as if she'd been fucking all her
life. She wondered what the boy's reaction would be if she told him that
she'd fucked a donkey last night.

"Lay down on your back," she said. "I'll ride you." She tried to sound
experianced even though she'd never ridden a boy before. She'd seen girls
do it in the woods, though, and on the bus and in the barn last night. She
was dying to try it, herself.

The boy stretched out on his back, pillowing his head in his clasped hands
as if he were about to receive a massage. Hi schest rose and fell rapidly.
His prickhead pecked at his navel, leaking fuck-lube into it.

"Just relax," Denise said seductively. She was shaking just as hard as the
boy was, but she fought to control herself. She wanted to give him the
impression taht she'd done this hundreds of times.

"You're cute," she said. "And I'm gonna fuck you."

The boy's prick flexed up, standing rigid as a tent pole before flopping
back down. He moaned, his entire body reddening with a sex flush.

"Take it easy," Denise said, rubbing her fingertips over his hot lips. Then
she leaned over and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He was
shaking like a leaf.

Denise giggled. She licked his nose. She nuzzled down and sucked his small
brown nipples. He groaned,. She sniffed his armpits and licked th esweat
off them. The scent of him made her high.

"Oh, God!" the boy gasped, his nostrils flaring as if he were breathing
steam from them. He was quivering from head to toe, and Denise feared he
would lose control and grab her.

She didn't want that. She wanted to remain in control of things - the way
peggy did.

"Calm down," she said, although her voice sounded anything but calm.

She moved quickly, straddling the boy's loins as she faced him. As she
kneeled over him, she reached between her legs and lifted his bonehard cock
until it pointed at her dripping cunt like a seven-inch peg. His cock was
vibrating, bubbling fuck-lube as it pulsed.

The boy watched her with wide eyes. His breathing was frantic.

Denise smiled at him as she lowered her cunt to his cock. His prickhead
nestled between her wet cuntlips and she sank down on his cock, letting it
fuck up her pussy until she was squashing his balls with her bare ass.

The boy arched up, squirming, his eyes glazed and rolling. "It feels so
good!" he moaned. "So fluffy and wet and hot!"

"Your prick feels good inside me," Denise said. "Wiggle it, huh? Oh, that
feels good!" She rose up on the boy's wiggling prick, then fucked back down
on it.

They both groaned, their fuck-meat coupled and throbbing. The boy jerked
his ass, ramming his cock up into her with rapid, short fuck-strokes.

"Don't move," Denise said. "I wana ride you. You just lie still."

The boy settled down, groaning, his chest heaving.

"That's it," Denise said, raising up on his cock, then sinking back down.


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