Barbara and Pat had enjoyed their first trip to the fair. Getting stripped naked and fucked by Glenn and Steve in the control hut was something they would remember for a long time.

Glenn had seemed very keen to get them to go to the fair's leaving party, and the girls thought that they were just in for another fuck. They hadn't been put off when Glenn told them they would need to be nude in front of everyone else at the party and would be expected to join in the games nude.

By the time they arrived, the party was in full swing. It was held in the big circus tent, and as you went in, you were expected to leave all of your clothes with the clown at the door. Everyone was naked, so it didn't seem like a big deal. He also got us to sign a disclaimer document stating that we were taking part in the entertainment of our own free will and that we gave permission to anyone here to touch our bodies and fuck us as much as they wanted.

We both signed and walked into the tent with the wind rushing around our naked bodies, almost pushing us in.

The wind blew up a gust as Barbara lifted her dress above her head. Boy, did that wind feel hot as it caressed her now exposed pussy and tits.

Glenn soon spotted them and came running over, his prick swinging freely from side to side in the breeze. As he looked them up and down, his erection started to build.

"We can see that you are pleased to see us," we both chanted, giggling.

We told everyone what a good fuck you both were, and loads of the guys want a look in tonight.

"That does sound exciting. It looks like a busy night for us then."

"I hope you don't mind, but I have signed you up to take part in our entertainment. That way, everyone will get a good look at you. We are nearly ready to start. Let me help you both get ready."

With that, he produced two blindfolds and some leather wrist straps. Soon, the world went black, and a shiver ran up my spine as our hands were fastened far apart to a long, cold steel pole. The pole was raised above our heads; it must have a hoist attached, I thought.

As we stood there naked and tied, the wind took another turn, and as it rushed around us, we felt our nipples harden. It was almost as if the wind itself was taking advantage of us and touching us up.

The bar was lifted higher, and our feet left the ground completely. Someone checked my wrist ties, several took the chance of a quick grope of my tits and a feel of my pussy, whilst I was helpless, and then they started to swing us.

Round and round we went, a bit like the chair ride, except we were just flying naked. As we flew faster, the air caressed our bodies as it rushed past. It was like nothing I have experienced before, like being touched up all over at the same time.

My body tingled all over as though I was charged with electricity.

I felt so stimulated by the rushing wind, I thought I might cum there and then.

Then I heard the announcer say, "Ladies and gentlemen, for your entertainment tonight, we have Barbara and Pat flying naked around the ring. Enjoy the view before they fly up to the trapeze, where Bill, our flying Bat, will attempt to fly up and fuck each of them in mid-air. Watch for him groping their titties as they fly helplessly. Let's see if he can taste their pussies mid air before aiming his giant dong and coupling with each of them, to give them all the fuck of the fair at one hundred feet."

I hadn't noticed that the bar had been raised to the top of the tent, but did it matter? We were blindfolded and strapped. The speed had built up, and so had the speed of the air rushing past my body.

I could hold it in no more, and as the wind caressed my clit my back arched and I reached my first climax of the night, fucked by the wind.

Then I heard the roar of the crowd below; it was intoxicating. Bill must have left his trapeze and was circling just below us. I felt his hands brush my breasts, but he was too far away and going too fast for a good grope. The crowd liked it anyway, and another roar went up,

Next time around, he had adjusted his speed and position. The crowd roared as he latched onto both my breasts and started to manipulate my nipples. He let go with one hand and sucked my nipple mid-air. Then he moved to the other one before moving across to Pat for more of the same.

The crowd obviously wanted more and started to chant, "Suck their pussies, suck them dry."

Again, I felt Bill's hands on my body as he worked his way down on me. Somehow, he had turned around and was able to hold against me in a sixty-nine position. Not being one to miss an opportunity, I sucked his cock in as it swung near. I think I gave him his first mid-air blowie as he sucked my cunt.

The crowd roared as we spun around, each giving and receiving pleasure. I reluctantly let him slip from my lips as he moved over to Pat.

The announcer again sprang into action. "For Bill's final part of the show, he will be joined by Joe, our newest bat. They will both be flying free and will attempt to couple with the girls and fuck them long enough to give them orgasms and cum in their pussies. Watch for the spunk leaking from them to indicate success."

I couldn't see a thing, but I felt Bill brush my tit again as he adjusted his speed. A few moments later, he was back. His cock went straight into my pussy without hesitation. It was like two planes refuelling mid-air.

He grabbed my tits again for leverage and pounded me hard. I was so worked up by the rushing wind that it didn't take long for me to reach another climax. I squeezed his dick with my pussy as I came, he went over the edge and pumped me full of his cum. I could feel him pulsing as he shot load after load into me. His cum pushed its way past his shaft, and I could feel it leaking out of my pussy, leaving a trail in the air, shaped by the wind, like a jet plane's trail.

The crowd roared, cum they wanted to see, and cum they got. Bill did not pull out of me, but held me close by my tits as we were lowered to the ground. We looked like two dogs locked together. Our blindfolds were removed, and everyone was cheering and clapping.

The announcer made some great comments about us and then suggested that, as we were still bound, anyone could come over and take advantage of us. The wind had already taken its chance, there was a gale howling outside, and it was blowing in through a tent door right over my tits and pussy. They were collecting for charity and for small donations, anyone could kiss us, suck or grope our tits or feel our pussies. For a larger donation, they could suck and tongue our pussies or, best of all, fuck us until we came again.

I felt as though I was charged with electricity again. My whole body was tingling as the wind rushed over my tits and clit, which was throbbing as it cried out, fuck me, fuck me.

I lost count of the times I was mauled and sucked; it all felt so great. There seemed to be quite a lot of money in my jar; I felt a bit like a successful prostitute.

Then Glenn came over and slipped a fiver in my jar. "You don't have to pay." I said, "You can have me for free anytime."

"No, I must contribute to our charity; this just makes it all more enjoyable."

As Glenn came closer, he shielded me from the wind, and I could feel his body heat against me.

The wind seemed angry at being pushed aside and gusted stronger and louder.

Glenn entered me easily and thrust harder than ever. He had been waiting for this all night. Soon we were both reaching a climax, and as we came together, the wind rushed louder and more violently.

Without warning, there was a tearing sound, and the big top side wall nearest me tore apart. The storm suddenly came inside with its pent-up jealousy.

The wind tore around my tits, it grabbed great handfuls of raindrops and hurled them at me. It stung, it really hurt my tits like mad. The storm was rushing inside, the wind like an army of Vikings intent on raping and pillaging, and I was the one to be raped.

A claxon sounded, and the fairground people were running everywhere. They were all well-rehearsed in what they must do. There was no time to hunt for clothes, so they all went at it naked.

Ropes were tightened, guy lines were loosened and tightened, and new steel pegs were driven into the ground. people rushed to rope down their vans and rides. The side stuff was sheeted up to keep the vicious wind out. This was their livelihood; they were protecting. The big top was their most precious asset, and the wind was not having it.

In all the confusion, Glenn managed to release us. "Marry me," he said.

"Yes," I replied.

Glenn took us to the other side of the big top to help look after the children. It surprised me that even they were naked, but it just seemed so natural.

Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the wind died down, and all was quiet again. Disaster had been averted.

We were all ushered into the circus ring, covered in clean sawdust, and everyone was there. All still naked. The ringmaster offered up a prayer of thanks and suggested that we all stay there for the rest of the night.

Everyone was exhausted, and there was soon a mound of very tired, naked people falling asleep as they cuddled up to whoever was next to them. One large, happy family. Happy that the big top had been saved.

I lay on my back looking up at the top of the tentage. Someone's hands were holding my breasts. I did not know who, and I think it was Glenn with his fingers inside me,

I didn't care; this was my family, now, and I would fit in, whatever their strange practices were; they could all have my body if they wanted it.

I slipped my dress back on and popped home to pick up a few things. Say goodbye to Mom and rush back to the fair.

Glenn helped me up into the cab of their big generator truck, and we set out for the next site. I dropped the top of my dress and sat there topless, the wind caressing my tits through the open window as if welcoming me to the fair.

The wind had had me and brought me to orgasm; this fairground life would often be out in the wind, and this would be my life from now on.