It was August of 1977. Kelly and I were going to be seniors when school started back up. But before then our little town had its annual summer festival celebrating our local crop. Kelly and I had made our first trip to Milwaukee’s Summerfest several weeks ago and we knew that nothing in our little town could compare to that experience. Kelly’s sexuality was beginning to boil. She had dressed like a slut at Summerfest and loved the attention and the sex that it had brought her.
Even though her exhibitionist tendencies had started to show, our hometown was still a reasonably small town and she didn’t really want to be the center of that kind of attention. We had wandered around the festival grounds during the day on Saturday for a couple of hours and ate some food and went on some rides. The party, like all festivals, didn’t really start until dark. I picked her up in the Impala that night around nine thirty. She slipped out of the house and came out to my car.
Damn! She was wearing a pair of cut-off Oshkosh overalls. She had rolled cuffs in the legs right up to her crotch. She was wearing her pair of cowgirl boots (the Urban Cowboy craze had caught up with her) and her straw cowgirl hat. Under her overalls was a tight little white band of a tube top. It barely contained her tits and showed a nice line of cleavage at the top. Her nipples were hard as rocks. In the sunlight, you could see her areolae through that top, but it was too dark that night to get that view. She showed me how she could push the tube top down around her waist and flash her tits through the sides of the bib. The bib itself only came an inch or so above her areolae. She also pulled one leg of her overalls open and let me feel her cunt. Plenty of dark curly pussy hair, but no panties.
On the short drive to the festival, she left her tube top pushed to her waist and unhooked one strap, exposing a huge tit. I damn near wrecked my car a couple of times! My cock was ready to break it was so hard.
Kelly was five-feet-two-inches, just a few pounds over one hundred, and her boobs were barely contained by her 32DD bras as they had continued to grow throughout high school. Her long, straight, dishwater blond hair fell down to the middle of her little bubble butt. She was a walking, talking, erection-making machine. I was tall, six-feet-four-inches, and about one-eighty.
We paid the guy a few bucks to park. The guy bent down to the window to hand me my change and say “Welcome” to anyone in the car. Kelly had her strap up just in the nick of time but the guy stared at her exposed tit flesh hanging out the side of the overalls. Kelly tugged up the tube top as we parked. She unhooked one strap and left it hanging. Her nipples were still as hard as pebbles.
The main event of our festival, like most at that time, was the beer tent. Pretty much anybody in town who wasn’t a stick-in-the-mud and was between eighteen and fifty was in the huge beer tent. The kiddies were shagged home by ten or so and that left the under-eighteen teenagers to roam the carnival until it closed at midnight.
Kelly and I went on a bunch of rides. One of them was particularly wild and both of her boobs flew up and out of her tube top. They were both still out as the contraption stopped. The redneck ride operator first took a good look and then let her know her top came down before he unlatched our car. Kelly took a moment to pull the tube top back up and let him get a good long look at her exposed tit.
It was getting late and Kelly decided to push the tube top to her waist and hookup the loose strap. She hadn't been getting enough attention. We walked the grounds as other boys just stopped dead in their tracks and stared. Her nipples were still covered, but that was about it. The overalls also had a couple of buttons on each side to tighten them up to her waist. Kelly unbuttoned all of them which allowed a nice breeze into her crotch and exposed a view of her hips.
We saw a few people we knew, but the event drew many kids from neighboring towns so most of the crowd were people we had never seen before. Guys would come up to us and strike up a conversation and jockey for position to stand at her sides and get a good look in behind the bib to see her tits and see as much bare hip as they could looking in toward her crotch. Not one of them knew if she had eyes or not! Kelly was loving the attention her body was getting. In her mind’s eye, she was giving all those boys a reason to jack off later and spurt their cum thinking about her. Her pussy was dripping wet.
She was so turned on she decided to loosen one strap down quite a bit. One side of the bib kind of fell away from her chest giving a pretty good nipple view.
That drew a group of four guys like flies on honey. They tried to chat her up but were struggling to speak. One cocky dude blurted out “Those are fucking amazing boobs!” Kelly kept slowly walking as they stared at her tits. She led us off of the main walkway to the side of a concession trailer. She pulled the bib forward.
“Would you like to feel them?”
“Fuck yeah!” He slipped both hands behind the bib and mauled her tits and rolled her nipples. His buddies made clear his turn was done. She let all four guys feel up her tits. The first guy had moved behind her back and was rubbing her ass. She didn’t push him away so he slipped a hand to her crotch and worked his fingers up one leg hole inside her overalls. Once he felt her pussy hair, his hand made a mad dash to stuff his fingers into her cunt. He had three of them in her in short order and he was finger fucking her as fast as his hand would move. She grabbed onto my shoulder with both hands.
I hadn’t seen what the guy in her cunt was up to as I was watching the other three playing with her tits. But that two-handed grab told me she was about to orgasm. I put an arm around her waist and steadied her as the guy got her off. One guy had shoved the bib aside and was sucking her nipple. All five of us were tightly surrounding her. She moaned loudly as she came and squirted all over the guy's hand.
“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed as he pulled out his wet hand and was staring at it. He pulled Kelly’s hand to his shorts and rubbed it up and down over his hardon. “You can’t fucking leave me like this!” Kelly and I did a quick look around. I led the pack another twenty feet or so to a dark spot behind some electrical stuff. Kelly dropped to her knees. The finger-fucker pulled out his cock. It was a respectable size. One of the other guys unbuckled her other strap dropping her bib down and exposing both of her tits.
She swallowed the guy’s cock whole on the first stroke. She had her nose in his pubic hair and her tongue swirling all around his cock, with extra attention to that special spot at the base of his cockhead. After a couple of minutes working him over with her tongue she started bobbing her head and sucking him in earnest. He didn’t last another minute before he came. She swallowed in one quick gulp and the guy quickly zipped up. Only one other guy seemed interested in a blow job and he quickly stepped in front of her and pushed down his shorts releasing his cock. He had a small dick. Maybe five inches? Kelly went to town and he came even faster than the first guy.
About that time some carny yelled at us to get away from that area. As he was walking up Kelly was just standing up and he got a perfect view of her tits. Again, she took her time pulling up the bib and buckling up. We walked away and nothing more was said. The guys went one way. We went the other way. Kelly looked at me and said “I’m sorry about that, but he made me cum really hard and that made me so horny I had to have a cock. I hope you don’t mind?”
“Are you kidding? We’re so far past that. When I saw how you dressed tonight, we both knew what you were up for.” I pulled her hand to my crotch to feel my hard cock. Kelly took me by the hand and we walked out past the carnival rides to the part of the field where cars were parked. There was a row of scrub against where the first line of cars was parked.
We stood in the darkness behind a car and Kelly dropped to her knees. I pushed my shorts down to my ankles to release my hardon. Kelly attacked my cock. She was licking me up and down and then dove into my crotch and was licking and sucking my nuts, my sack, and as far back as her tongue could reach into my ass crack. She was jacking my cock as she worked me over down below.
She was so close to jerking me off I had to tell her I was going to cum. She had my cock in her throat before I’d blinked. It felt so damn good! I couldn’t help myself and I buried my fingers in her hair and held her head tight. I fucked her face for a few strokes and then buried myself in her throat and launched. I pumped blast after blast of cum straight down her throat. It takes more than a second to empty my nuts and by the time I could let go of her head she came up sputtering and choking with slobber dripping out of her mouth.
I quickly apologized. As soon as she had regained her composure she told me to shut up, that she loved it even though it wasn’t the easiest thing for her. It blew her mind, still, that I could pump cum directly into her tummy. She jumped up and gave me a big kiss and we walked back to the carnival.
The first ride we passed was the one where she gave the guy a good look at her boobs. He called us over and told us to get on. I told him I was out of tickets. He said “Fuck that. She can ride free forever. And I’ll let you on too!” We laughed, climbed the steps and found a seat. He checked to make sure we were locked in. He noticed her tube top was missing (it was still working as a belt). With a lascivious grin, he said: “I hope I can make them fly out again!”
As soon as the ride started to move Kelly unhooked one strap. The guy was nearly drooling every time we passed him and he saw her boobs bouncing. We heard him yell something. It took a couple of passes to make out “The other one!” Kelly unhooked the other strap and rode the rest of the time topless. He gave us a thumbs up. Our ride went on at least twice as long as normal. He’d slow it down so he could watch her boobs and then he’d speed it up to make them bounce around. He finally stopped the ride and we were the car at the very back of the ride (no surprise). He came around to unhook the bar on our car last. He reached out to feel up both of her boobs and pinch her nipples. After he was done playing he let us out and she hooked up both straps.
Kelly was looking a little green. She had just swallowed three loads of cum and had then been shaken in a blender. She was ready to skip any more rides. It was only a short time until the carnival was closing. I decided to give away some money at one of those games you can never win. The guy running the game was the one who had shagged us away from the electrical stuff. I won something small and he reached for a huge stuffed dragon, the biggest size they had.
He looked at Kelly and nodded his head down. She caught on, took a quick glance around, and then smashed the bib to the center slipping both of her tits out the sides. He walked up in front of her and said: “Unhook the straps.” Kelly thought it was no big deal, he could already see her tits so she did. He quickly shoved the huge thing into her chest and let go, she grabbed it with both hands, which left her with no hands to pull up the bib. We all had a good laugh and decided to go put that huge thing in the car.
Kelly hugged it and rubbed it against her bare tits on the way to the car and said “You might want to get jealous of this dragon. He feels pretty damn good!” We left the dragon to protect the car and Kelly pulled off her tube top and left that in the car too. She strapped up her bib and tightened it back up to normal. She also buttoned up the side buttons. Having both them and the straps undone had caused her to nearly lose the overalls all together on the walk to the car.
The carnival closed at midnight but the beer tent had two hours to do. There was a crappy band playing and we decided to head that way. It was well known that security was pretty lax, but with laws as they were then it was no big deal. Legal age was eighteen, you could drink if your parents or an of-age spouse bought for you. We knew both of our dads were probably in the tent (along with about five hundred other people) but her dad was well known in the group that ran the tent. Kelly just told the guy at the entrance that we needed to talk to her dad and we were in.
We had a good idea of what area to avoid to not run into our dads and we wiggled and squirmed our way to a far corner of the tent. Kelly had more hands on her than she could count. Countless guys slipped their hands in her bib and played with her boobs. A couple of times we had to stop and chat with drunks as they wouldn’t let go of her. Kelly has a way. She is sweet as syrup as long as you play nice. If you become an asshole, she can put the fear of God in you. Only one guy got that look. Everyone else was having fun and being cool.
Kelly was having beers shoved her way and we quickly both had both hands full and I was drinking as fast as I could. Of course, the guys liked having both of her hands full. It made it easier for them to play. We somehow ended up hanging with some people we didn’t know from out of town who were all, I guessed, in their mid-twenties. Kelly had one guy behind her back and had moved in really close. Kelly was yapping away with one of the girls in their group. She was wearing a halter with some nice-sized C-cup boobs and a couple of the other guys kept pinching her nipples. They had their own game of pinching her tits with every swig of beer.
The guy on Kelly’s back had his hands on her waist and was rubbing on her. Then she felt him unbutton both side buttons of her bibs. Soon enough he was massaging down her hips and towards her groin. He had both hands on the front of her hips and was pulling her tight against him. She felt his hard-on rubbing against her back. He had been far down her hips and knew she wasn’t wearing panties. One of his buddies noticed what he was up to: “Find anything?” was his drunken question.
“Not yet! But I’m still looking!” About then his search found a big mound of curly pubic hair. A second later he found a wide-open gash that was soaking wet and dripping. Instinctively one finger started to rub her clit. Kelly sucked in a deep breath. The girl she was talking too asked if she was okay. Kelly said she was. The girl took a good look through the dim light and thick smoke and then asked if she really was okay with him playing with her? It was nice she was concerned but Kelly made clear she was fine with what his hands were up to. By then he had two fingers in her cunt and one on her clit. Kelly had that look of near terror on her face milliseconds before she exploded with an orgasm and reached out to hug the girl.
“Oh fuck! OH FUUUCK! Fuck yes!” she moaned into her ear. “Fuck he made me cum!”
“Well ain’t you the lucky one!” she said back. I figured what the hell and I slipped a hand into the girl’s halter. Her nipples were big and hard. She turned and gave me a big open mouth sloppy beer-and-cigarettes kiss. She was wearing a skirt and I started to slip one hand down the front. We were still kissing. I went in past her panties. I felt some light pussy hair, nothing like the jungle in Kelly’s crotch. I had a finger in her slit riding her clit and she moaned into my mouth as we kissed. I was rubbing her slick nub at an increasing pace. She broke the kiss and pulled her mouth to my ear and was moaning. Soon she went to a “yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssss!” As she was cumming she barked “Shove your fingers in my pussy!” I did and as I fucked her she had a second, much bigger orgasm. She hugged me tight and had her head on my shoulder.