                                                        HEARTLAND
                                                         By Comshaw


  "Damn it's hot," Jim muttered to himself ,"Must be 100 degrees if it's anything." It was the first
of July and the small town they were setting up in was in western Kansas. He wiped his brow,
then picked up a box from the back of the truck and headed for the tent. 

  He'd been with the Stokes carnival for almost a year. He had wandered into the midway one
evening  looking for a diversion, something to occupy his time and take his mind off his troubles.
When he had caught sight of the 'Help Wanted' sign, he had stood staring at it for almost ten
minutes. His life at that moment was a pile of shit. The job promotion that should have been his,
had gone to the bosses nephew, his car had decided to give up and die and his girlfriend told him
she was in love with his best friend and was moving in with him. 

'Why the fuck not?' He thought. 

He walked over to the nearest booth and tried to get the attention of the surly looking young man
behind the counter.

"Yea, you wanna play?" Said the young man, looking  at Jim like he was  appraising a cut of
beef.

"Nope. Just want to know who I talk to about a job." Jim said.

"The trailer." The young man pointed at a small travel trailer tucked in amongst a group of
trucks.

Jim walked over and knocked on the door. 

A moment later a reedy female voice from within said, "Yea, it's open."

Jim pulled open the door and climbed up into the dimly lit interior of the trailer. It took a moment
for his eyes to adjust to the light level. When they did he made out a woman in her sixties sitting
at a table. 

"What can I do for ya?" She said.

"I'm here to apply for a job." Jim said.

She looked him up and down, then said,"You don't look like the usual type I get in here looking
for a job. You sound educated. You sure you want to work for a carnival?"

"Yes. I'm ready for a move and I think it's time for me to do something different." Jim said.

"Ok. I'm only going to ask two questions. Are you running from the law? And if not, can you
start work tomorrow?" She again looked him up and down then settled her gaze on his face.
 
"No I'm not running from the law.  And yes I can start tomorrow." Jim said, returning her stare.

"Ok." She said,"Be here at noon. I'm Johann Stokes, the owner of this traveling asylum. Most
everybody here  calls me Jo. The ones that know me real well call me Crazy Jo." She said and
grinned. 

She put Jim in mind of a cat about to swallow a canary. 

 "Ok," Jim said with a slight hesitance in his voice.

Jo looked at him and that wicked grin again crossed her face.

"I'll tell you the whole story sometime." She said,"One warning, while you're with me you can do
whatever else you want, but don't do anything to bring the law down on me, you got it? If you
do, you best be long gone when I find out, cause I'll have a piece of your ass otherwise." 

She grinned that tiger grin and turned back to the pile of papers on the table in front of her. Just
as he turned to go, Jim noticed the tattoo. It was on the inside of her wrist, a crow with it's claws
and beak sunk into a bloody heart. The sight of it sent a chill down Jim's spine.  

He backed out of the door and walked slowly down the midway. For the first time taking notice
of the people working the rides and games. He could tell some were locals, recruited to work 
the week the carnival was in town. The ones that interested him were the carnies. The men and
women that lived and traveled with the carnival. The ones that, as of tomorrow,  would be his
traveling/working companions. He saw several that he thought might be regulars, but he wasn't
sure. As he left the gate that night, he was nervous enough to seriously consider not showing up
on the morrow. But at 12:00 noon the next day he walked in the gate, packed and ready to go. 

 That had been almost a year ago. Now here he was in a small po-dunk town in western
Kansas, setting up for the Fourth of July. He had never asked Jo to tell him why they called her
Crazy Jo, but he had heard the story from others. She had a fearsome temper and when she let it
go she was like a crazy woman. She once beat a guy senseless with a shovel, then called the
local cops to pick him up; all because he had scammed the mayor of the small town they were in
and caused the local sheriffs department to order the carnival out of town.  

Sampson, the huge black man who ran the Ferris Wheel had told him about it. He had also asked
Jim if he'd noticed the tattoo on Jo's wrist. 

When Jim acknowledged he had, Sampson had said,"Pay heed to it boy. That depicts one of
Jo's favorite saying, 'You fuck with me, I'll have your heart for breakfast'. Don't get on that
woman's bad side. You'll be wishing you had never met her if you do."    

 So far Jim had managed to stay clear of Jo's wrath. 

 Jim carried another box to the tent, then sat on the edge of the center table for a moment to catch
his breath and take a sip of the Dr. Pepper he had waiting there. Sometime in the next hour or so
the locals recruited to work would be starting to arrive. Usually it was high school students. He
had spent many entertaining hours watching one carnie or the other trying to talk their way into
some cute little high school girls pants. It usually ended with the carnie getting nothing at all for
his efforts but a good case of frustration. Sometimes one of them would get lucky and Jim would
hear about the conquest for weeks, or notice the guy missing from the crew a day or two later and
realize that Jo had booted him because the girl was under age. 

 Jim wasn't immune to the sexual attractions of a young woman, but it wasn't worth the effort, or
incurring Jo's wrath. He had realized early on that even if he could talk a sweet young thing into
bed they didn't have any experience and usually were so nervous it was a 'wham bam thank you
mam', thing. He had decided to let the carnies (although he called himself a carnie Jim had a hard
time thinking of himself as one) try to seduce the young chickies.  Instead he had made an
arrangement with Beth. She was the time keeper, ticket seller and was the one who did the
interviewing and hiring of the temp help. She was in her forties and wasn't a raving beauty, but
was pretty, very intelligent and loved to fuck. When he got horny he would slip over to her
trailer.

She was always ready and willing. He never saw anybody else  going into her trailer, or noticed
her talking to any of the other guys, but wondered if she was balling anyone else. He had never
asked because he considered it an invasion of her privacy and a damned rude thing to bring up to
boot, but was very curious about it.

  Just as he was about to head  back for another box, he heard a feminine voice behind him
say,"Excuse me, is this the Ring Toss booth?"

 He turned  to see who had spoken and almost fell off his seat. She was short, 5' 1" or 5' 2", her
hair was long, waist length, braided into one long braid and black as a ravens wing. Her eyes
were brown and her skin was lightly tanned, the color of coffee with  cream. Her lips were full
and red and they curled at the corners into the start of a  permanent sensual smile.  She had on
sandals, white shorts and a black tank top, which accentuated the smooth curves of her body and
the mounds of her firm breasts. 

Again she said,"Can you tell me if this the Ring Toss Booth?"

"Y-yes. Yes it is." Jim stammered.

"I was sent over by Beth. I'm suppose to work here. My names Patricia." She said.

"Well Patricia," Jim said,"you're in the right spot."

"Call me Pat." She said."What should I do?"


"You can start by setting up the bottles on the table, then putting the prizes on the shelves up
there." Jim pointed to the shelves suspended above the table.

Pat smiled and said,"Sure thing."

She was busy with the bottles as Jim walked back towards the truck to fetch the next box. When
he returned he was greeted by a wonderful sight. Pat was standing with one foot on a box and one
on the table, stretching to reach the shelves. He quietly walked up behind her and stood watching
her, admiring her lithe form and firm round buttocks.. She was one delicious looking young
woman. 

 A moment later the box she was standing on slipped and she started to fall. Jim dropped
the box he was carrying, jumped forward and grabbed to catch her. A heart beat later he found
himself in an awkward, but very titillating position. Her back was against his chest, he had his
right arm wrapped under and around her upper body, his left was between her legs. As he pulled
her to him, to keep her from falling, his right hand cupped her left breast and his left forearm was
jammed tight into her crotch.  Jim suddenly becoming aware of where his hand and arm were. He
held her against him for a long moment, savoring the feel of her, then slowly placed her feet on
the ground, reluctant to release his hold.

"You alright?" He asked.

 Pat turned to face him. Her cheeks were flushed and she took a moment to catch her breath
before answering.

"I think so. Scary! Thanks for catching me." She said.

"Be careful from now on, Ok?" Jim said."The boss would have my ass if you got hurt."

Pat smiled and said,"Ok. I'll be more careful. Thanks again."

 Jim watched the corners of her mouth curl as she smiled. The sweet curve of her mouth, the
glow from the flush still on her cheeks and the remembered feel of her young firm body against
his caused a knot to form in Jim's stomach; then a creeping hot sensation to flow towards his
crotch.

Of a sudden he realized he wanted this girl, wanted her badly, wanted to pull her clothes off and 
fuck her right here and now. 

'Aw, shit!' He groaned to himself, 'Just what I need,  lusting after a young local girl. The law, and
Jo, will have my ass if I try anything. And I've got to work with her for the next week!  She's
probably not even 17 yet. Damn it! God Damn it!'

 "Ok. Be careful. I've got to get the rest of the stuff." Jim mumbled over his shoulder as he
hurried toward the truck.

 It took him 20 minutes to unloaded the rest of the boxes. He instructed Pat on where to put
everything and how to run the game, then started to unload for the other games. He was in charge
of six booths all told and had to have them setup before dark. The other eleven temps checked in 
and he put one with Pat and two each on the other booths. 

There was eight more high school students, one woman in her early thirties, one grandmother and
a unemployed middle aged farm hand. Of the eight highschool students five were girls. All were
pretty, but none had the effect on him that Pat did.  At 10:00 PM all the booth's were ready. He
gathered his crew together and briefed them.

"Here's the schedule." He handed some copies of the schedule to the nearest girl and said "Pass
them around", then again faced the rest of the crew. 

"We run from noon to midnight. Each of you has a six hour shift. Be here on time. No excuses.
That's it, I'll see you tomorrow." 

As the group walked away from him, Jim's eyes followed Pat. He groaned inwardly as he
noticed the seductive sway of her hips. He couldn't think of any  woman, or girl, who had ever
had this effect on him. He turned and walked quickly to Beth's trailer. 

He rapped once on the door and heard a "Yea, come in."

He opened the door, slipped in and stopped for a moment to let his eyes adjust to the dim light. 
Beth was spread eagled on the bed, a fan blowing air across her naked form. Killer, her miniature
dachshund, 'woofed' softly from his basket on the floor at the end of her bed. 

Jim hurriedly undressed. Beth chuckled when she caught sight of his rock hard cock. He lowered
his weight onto the bed between her legs, rubbed the engorged head up and down her wet slit, to
lubricate it with her juices. 

 As he did she circled his neck with her arms and said,"I hope who ever gave you that will be
doing me the same favor all week."

"I'll tell you all about it, later." He said and pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock into her
waiting wetness. 

He wasn't in the mood for subtleties or play. He wrapped his arms around Beth's body, pulled her
hard to him and began to thrust into her. For the next few minutes there was no sound other then
the squeak of the bed, labored breathing and the wet slapping sound of a hard cock sliding into a
wet, willing cunt. After several minutes Jim trembled and pushed into her hard as his climax
exploded.

A moment after he felt Beth's body stiffen. She dug her finger nails hard into his back and
groaned as she climaxed. He lay still, his deflating cock  lodged in her, not wanting to move.

Beth licked his ear lobe and whispered,"Damn stud, which ever one of those hard body teeny
boppers you were thinking about, make sure you see her again tomorrow!"

Jim rolled to one side and said, "I'll be working with her all week. She's on the Ring Toss booth.
Her name's Pat something. Dark hair, brown eyes, about 5' 1 or 2", white shorts, black tank top."

'Yea, I remember her. I chit-chatted with her longer then I did any of the others. Her parents have
a farm west of town. She also has a sister, Christine, who's working at the Octopus ride."

Jim hesitated then asked, "How old is Pat?"

Beth chuckled,"You finally found a sweet, young thing your interested in, huh? Never fear, your
safe, she's 18. She graduated last spring and is going to college this fall."

Jim's heart sank and he groaned. If she was under age he could have convinced himself to stay
away from her, using the legal age thing as a crutch. But now that he knew how old she was, he
could feel that flame of lust start to again flow into his crotch. 

"Why the groan studly?" Beth asked.

"I don't want to be lusting after some barely legal girl!" He said,"It's to damned complicated and
besides, I'm not sure I want to twist my soul enough to do what is necessary to get into her
pants."

Beth had her mouth pressed against his chest and he could feel her chuckle.

"Poor baby."She said,"He's in lust but doesn't want to be! Relax for Christ sake."  

He closed his eyes and a picture of her dark hair and liquid brown eyes floated across his minds
eye. He could still feel the firmness of her against him. A moment later he pulled Beth over and
on top of him. He used one hand to position his reanimated cock at her wet entrance, and the
other to pull her down onto his waiting shaft.

"Christ! You do have the hots for her don't you?" Beth said," Good, that means I'll be getting
your cock more often this week."

 With that she stretched out on top of him and began to undulate her hips. Jim closed his eyes and
let himself get lost in the sensual feel of skin on skin, tight wetness around twitching hardness.
Soon he was aware of Beth's tempo increasing. She was sobbing for breath and pistoning up and
down on his shaft. Vaguely Jim was aware of Killer whining. Jim had his hands on Beth's hips
pulling hard each time she made a down stroke. His eyes were still closed and in his mind he
could see Pat's firm tits bounce with each stroke, feel her tight cunt slide over and grip his cock.. 

 Beth let out a strangled cry and Jim could feel the wetness of her climax flow down his shaft and
across his pelvis. The sensation pushed him over the edge and a second later his orgasm flooded
into her. As Beth cried out, Killer started to howl, jumped onto the bed and put his cold, wet
nose against the bottom of Jim's foot. Jim ignored it, having been through the experience before.

The first time it happened Jim didn't know what to think and Beth, having a twisted sense of
humor, hadn't warned him in advance. She later told him that's how she had picked the dogs
name, 'Killer of Climaxes'.

  Jim got dressed and as he stepped out the door Beth said," You get into her pants, don't wear
yourself completely out. Save some for me."

Jim grinned,"You got it. Don't want you forgetting how to fuck."

Beth giggled as Jim closed the door.

 At 11:00 the next morning Jim was walking past the Octopus ride when he spotted Pat standing
next to the control station. He had scheduled her for the late shift, starting at 6:00 PM. He figured
she was probably here to try the ride, since her sister worked. The temporary help was allowed to
go on any of the rides for free.   

 He walked over and said,"Hey Pat. You here to try the ride? Where's your sister?"

She turned and looked at him with those sexy brown eyes and said, "I'm sorry, your mistaken. I'm
Christine, Pat's twin sister."

It hit Jim like a jolt of lightning,'Oh shit! Two of them! Oh shit!' And then,'God Damn you Beth!
You could have told me Pat's sister was her twin. Damn you!' He thought.                    

 "I'm sorry." Jim said,"I didn't know Pat had a twin sister."

 Christine smiled and said,"Yes most people can't tell us apart. Even our parents have a difficult
time."

"Well Christine,"Jim said," I can see why they have such a hard time. It's amazing, you two are
identical." 

Jim could feel the glow of lust start to spread to his crotch  as she said,"Please, call me Chris."

"I'll do that Chris. I've got to go get the booths ready to open. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

Jim walked slowly back to the games. All he could think about was Pat and Chris. 

He opened the booths and made sure everything was working, got each temp started and
made sure they knew what to do. About 12:30 he walked over to the ticket booth where Beth
was working. 

"You could have told me they were twins!" He hissed through the ticket slot.

Beth grinned and said, "That wouldn't have been any fun now would it? You were so smitten by
Pat, I thought you would really be tickled to know there were two of them!" 

"I'm going to be walking around with a hard on all week." Jim groaned.

"That's what I'm counting on." said Beth,"All the better for me. Come see me this evening and I'll
take care of that for you."

 Twice that afternoon Jim wandered over just to watch Chris. Once she caught him staring at her
and he quickly turned and walked away. Pat came on at 6:00 PM sharp. Jim checked in with her
every half hour. He usually checked on his booths only two or three times a shift, but he just
couldn't stay away. Each time they would talk a little and over the course of the evening they
learned much about each other. 

As they were closing that night Pat asked," You don't seem like the rest of the people here.
How did you get started in this business?"

Jim gave her a quick synopsis of how he ended up working in a carnival.

"Interesting. So your not going to stay a carnie then?" She asked.

"Nope. One of these days I'll go get a 9 to 5 job like everyone else. Not yet though." Jim said.
He pulled down the tent flap and said,"That's it. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night." Pat said.

Jim watched her walk away and the lust that had been on simmer all day came to a boil.
This time he didn't walk to Beth's trailer, he ran. He rapped on the door and was already inside
before she could say anything. He grabbed her, pulled her to him and crushed his mouth to hers.
She was still dressed and he started desperately undoing buttons. He could feel Beth's body
vibrate with laugher.

She said,"My goodness. I can't believe how those two effect you."

Still laughing, she placed her hand on the bulge of his cock.  Jim almost tore her jeans as he tried
to get then off. He got them down and off one leg, then picked her up and placed her on the bed.
He didn't even bother to take off her panties, just pulled the crotch aside and stuffed his quivering
cock into her. It was a repeat of the night before. No sound other then the wet slap of flesh on
flesh, with a grunt, gasp and groan as they both climaxed. 

An hour later Jim was sitting on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots. He finished tying one
and turned to Beth.

"Can I ask you something?" Jim said, his finger lazily rubbing her left nipple. 

"Sure," purred Beth,"just keep doing what your doing though."

"I've never asked, and if it sounds like an invasion of your privacy tell me to kiss off. I notice you
never bed any one else. So why do you let me into your bed when ever I want?"

Jim said, bending to run his tongue over her now erect nipple.

Beth let out a ,"MMMMMMMM," opened one eye and said," you ever notice how the rest of
these jokers treat a woman, especially me? Their a bunch of animals. They treat anything with a
pussy like an object, a receptacle for their sperm. From the first time we met you treated me like
a woman, a person. Even when you wanted to get into my bed you didn't just say,'Hey bitch let's
fuck', you actually courted me, seduced me. You treated me like I am someone, an equal. I
decided then and there I'd never turn you down. And I've never regretted it. Don't you dare let it
go to your head either!"

"Beth you are someone. You're my friend and lover. I can't say I love you, but I'm damned fond
of you."

"That's another thing. You've never told me what I wanted to hear. You've always told me the
truth. How can I turn that down?" Beth said.

Jim had worked his hand between her legs and was gently rubbing her clit. 

"You make me sound like a knight in shining armor."said Jim, "and that ain't even close to the
truth."

"Not a knight, just a gentleman." said Beth. "Stud, your either going to fuck both those young
things, or your going to wear me out. Go home." Beth said, a smile curling the corners of her
mouth as she pulled his hand from between her legs.

"I'm sure I'll never get into their pants, so be ready to be worn to a frazzle."Jim said as he stood
and  slipped out the door.

"You never know." Beth whispered as the door clicked shut, "You might be surprised how things
work sometimes." 

   The next few days Jim would go to the Octopus in the afternoon and give Chris a big wave
and a "Howdy."  He'd  spend  5 or 10 minutes chit-chatting with her before returning to check his
booths, then stop back by at least twice during her shift to talk to her. When Pat came on at 6:00
he'd check in with her every half hour, like that was his usual routine. When they closed at 12:00
each night, Jim would make sure the Ring Toss was the last one closed. That way everyone else
would be gone and he was sure to be alone with her. 

He'd spend a few minutes talking with her, stealing glances at her and trying to covertly
maneuver her into a position where her firm young body would rub against his.  As she left he'd
watch her walk up the midway until she was out of sight. He'd then head for Beth's trailer and
spend the next hour relieving  his sexual frustration buried deep in Beth's wet willing pussy. 

Each night as he left her trailer Beth would grin and say,"Some day I'm going to have to tell those
two thanks!"

 The next to last night they were going to be in town Jim and Pat were closing as usual when
Chris's voice said from behind him,"Well sis, you going to show me how to play this game?"

Jim's heart skipped a beat as he turned and saw Chris standing at the counter behind him. He
looked from Pat to Chris and the fire of lust that had smoldered so long blazed. 

'God,' he thought,'I've died and gone to heaven!'

Pat said,"Hey Chris. Sure. Jim can I take a few minutes and show Chris how this works? I'm
getting pretty good at it you know."

To demonstrate she tossed a ring and it made a perfect landing over the neck of a bottle. 
She handed Chris a ring and said,"Here, you try."

Chris tossed her's and it hit a bottle and bounced to the ground.

Jim shook his head and said,"You two care to make a bet whether I can beat you?"

"That's not fair," giggled Pat," you've been doing this a lot longer then we have." 

"Ok, lets do it this way. One point per ring over a bottle neck. I'll play against you and Chris.
Five rounds, three rings per round. How's that for odds?" 

 "Your on. But what are we going to bet?" Said Chris.

"What would you like from me if I lose?" Jim ask.

"You do what ever we want for a day. Tomorrow in fact." said Pat,"That sound good Chris?"

"Sounds really good to me." Chris responded.

Jim's imagination went wild, pictures of him and both girls naked in bed hammered at him. After
a while he realized that his cock was bulging the front of his pants. Not wanting to be
disappointed, his common sense finally prevailed and he shoved the delightful images out of his
mind. 


'Probably want me to do their chores, take them to a movie and dinner, that kind of thing.' He
thought to himself. 'If in doubt, ask.'   

"So what kind of things did you have in mind for me to do?" He tried to keep the quaver out of
his voice as he ask.

"Well," Pat said looking at her sister,"You can take us for a ride, take us to dinner, a movie, stuff
like that."

"Damn! Just like I thought.' Jim's mental voice said. 

Out loud he said,"Ok. And if you lose you do what I say for all of tomorrow."

Chris spoke up a moment later,"Ok. Your on. Let's play."

 They started the game. Pat threw first and scored one out of three. Jim was up second  and
scored two out of three. Chris threw and scored one. In the second round Jim scored a triple and
the girls only scored two. Going into the last round it was tied, eight and eight. Pat threw and hit
one. Jim hit two of his three, which put him ahead by one. Chris stepped up and missed the first
one. 

Jim's heart was pounding in his chest and his throat was dry. Even if he won this game, he
wasn't sure he could parley it into a fulfillment of his fantasy, but God did he want a chance at it!
Chris threw her next ring and it plucked firmly over a bottle neck. 

"All right!" She exclaimed,"One more and we win! " 

Chris took careful aim and threw the ring. To Jim it seemed to fly through the air in slow motion.
It hit a bottle neck at an angle and bounced into the air, fell, bounced again and the third time
made a perfect landing over a bottle neck.

Chris squealed with excitement,"We won! We won!"

"Well you won fair and square." Jim said trying not to show his disappointment."So what do you
two want to do tomorrow?"

"We'll be here at noon. You meet us here and we'll let you know then. Ok?" Chris said.

"You're the winners, you got it. I'll make sure your jobs are covered by someone else tomorrow."
Jim tried to sound happy, but a slight bit of his disappointment leaked through.

"Oh! We didn't think about that. Thanks."said Pat. " You look kinda down. Don't be sad. We'll
have fun."

Jim smiled and nodded his head, wishing what he had imagined a short time ago was to be the
case, but felt there wasn't much of a chance now.  Pat startled him a moment later by walking
over and placing a kiss on his surprised lips. Not to be out done Chris stepped up and placed her
own soft sweet kiss on his lips. 

"Tomorrow." Was all she said.

Jim watched them walk away down the midway. After they were out of sight, he walked slowly
over to Beth's trailer. Still not sure exactly what the kisses meant. Neither kiss had been blatantly
sexual, it was all very confusing.  He knocked, then stepped in as he heard Beth's voice
welcoming him. He sat down on the edge of the bed and started to take off his clothes. 

"Hey stud, yoohoo, what's up?" Beth said waving her hand in front of him to get his attention.

"Can we find replacements for Pat and Chris tomorrow?" He asked.

"Sure." Beth said."I've got a couple of kids that want a day of work."

 He wanted to, needed to taste her this night. He stretched out between her legs, gently pulled her
labia apart and slowly worked  his tongue up her slit from bottom to top. The second time he did
she was wet, the third time sopping. He pushed his mouth against her and began to lick her clit.

Her breathing became labored and then she stiffened and groaned as her climax washed over her.
Jim moved up, placed her legs over his shoulders and entered her. He started to slowly stroke in
and out. Soon his tempo increased, and increased, and increased until he was slamming into her.
One last hard stroke and his climax erupted, filling her with his hot fluid. As he trembled with
the intensity of it, she wrapped her legs around him, pulled him close and stroked his back,
crooning a soft sound to him.

 He rolled off her and fell asleep, waking several hours later. 

As he slipped on his boots Beth said," I take it you talked the twins into something tomorrow,
care to tell me about it?"

He told her about the deal they had made, then voiced his doubts about the chance of anything 
happening on the morrow since he had lost.

"Let it be." Beth said, "What will be, will be."

Jim looked at her, a twinkle replacing the look of disappointment in his eye. 

"So you're a philosopher too, huh?"      

 "No, just a realist." She said."Now go get some sleep."

Jim leaned over and kissed her,"Ok. See you tomorrow. Hope it's a good day, but I doubt it."

As Jim closed the door Beth grinned and whispered, "It will be a good one, sweet Jim."

 Jim woke early to  shower and shave.  He was nervous as a cat, pacing the length of the midway.
As noon approached he was both nervous and resigned. He felt this was going to be an exercise
in frustration. He figured Pat and Chris probably had it all planned out. As they had said the night
before, a movie, then lunch, then perhaps shopping or some other thing in that vein, then dinner.
He was sure that he would end up being frustrated and having a hard on all day. 

'Beth will thank those two for that,' he thought,'but I'll be one frustrated blue balled bastard by
the end of the day.'

  At noon he stood next to the milk bottle game. No matter how many times he saw it, it always
tickled him to see someone try to knock down those lead bottles. He glanced down the midway
and spotted  Pat and Chris  walking towards him. They were dressed in  different colored
outfits of the same cut and one was carrying a wicker basket. They both had on mid-thigh length
skirts, halter tops and white sandals. One was dressed in light blue while the other was in
light yellow. As they approached Jim found himself unsure of what to say.

'God they are both so sexy!' He thought,'maybe I still have a slim chance to make something 
work.'

"You two look gorgeous!" Jim exclaimed as they drew close to him.

 Both girls giggled and Pat said,"Thanks. We were hoping you'd like the outfits. Chris wanted to
dress in yellow and I wanted blue. So we found these."

With that she whirled around to show off the outfit. Jim groaned to himself.

'This is going to be a long, long day.' He thought.

 "Are you ready?" Chris ask.

"As ready as I'll ever be."Jim responded."Where to?"

Pat took one of his arms and Chris the other.

"Come with us." Chris said.

"Lead on ladies." Jim said as they headed toward the parking lot.

A few minutes later Chris unlocked and opened the door of a mid 80's full sized Chevy sedan.
Chris placed the wicker basket in the back seat, then motioned for Jim to enter the front.
 A puzzled look crossed Jim's face.


Chris giggled and said," We don't want you riding in the back seat by yourself. You are our beck
and call boy today and we want you close to do our bidding"

Jim shrugged, slid into the front seat and found Pat already on the passenger side. A moment
later Chris slid in under the wheel, started the engine and pulled out onto the county road. 

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" Jim asked. 

"There's a little lake out toward our farm." Pat said,"We're going on a picnic there. Chris and I
decided you will serve us lunch, then we will go do something else. Let me see your hand."
Jim held out his hand. Pat turned it palm up and ran her fingertips over the leather like skin.  

"Nice. Working hands. I like that." She said.

"Look," she turned to point out the window , "that's George Wilson's place, he raises emu's."
When she turned she had pulled Jim's hand against her breast. He could feel the firm globe
against the back of his hand. 

'Oh Christ!' He groaned in his head,'They're going to torture me all afternoon!'

 Pat let go of his hand and turned back to him.

"Have you ever seen an emu?" She asked. 

"Nope. Never." He said.

"Hang on a second, I think I've got a picture of one in my purse."

With that she turned around to face the rear of the car and reached into the back seat. As she did
she put her right arm around Jim to steady herself. She had Jim's arm trapped between her and
the back of the seat and  his hand was between her legs, pressed against her bare inner thigh, her
breast was pushed tight against his shoulder. She rummaged around in her purse for a minute or
two but to Jim it seemed like an eternity. 

Finally she said,"Ah, here it is."

She turned around and handed him a snapshot of an emu as she settled back into her seat.
Jim looked at the photo and said,"They are funny looking cusses aren't they?"

"Yes they really are." Pat said.

A moment later the car slowed as Chris made a turn onto a dirt road. They drove slowly down the
rutted lane for about ten minutes, then Chris stopped the car in front of a barbed wire gate
adorned with a large 'No Trespassing' and a 'Violators will be Prosecuted' sign. Pat jumped
out and opened the gate, then closed it again after Chris drove through. Pat climbed in and they
continued driving along the dirty lane. They finally came over a rise and Jim had his first look at
the lake. It was small, probably 9 or 10 acres and had four or five large oak trees growing at
different places around the shore. Chris turned off the rutted lane and drove slowly across the
grassy field. She stopped close to one of the oak trees and turned off the ignition.

"Here we are." She said.

They got out and Jim pulled the picnic basket from the back seat. Chris opened the trunk and
brought out a large blanket.  They walked over to the tree and Jim was surprised to see that
the grass under it looked like it had been mowed in the last day or two. Chris and Pat spread the
blanket, then both sat down.

"OK." Pat said with a slow smile,"Beck and call boy, you may serve us lunch."

Jim opened the basket and started laying out the contents. There was three Cokes, a container of
fried chicken, a plastic dish filled with finger sandwiches and an aluminum foil wrapped metal
bowl full of cookies, some paper plates and a small box of plastic forks.  Jim set out two plates,
and placed one piece of chicken, three sandwiches and several cookies on each. He picked up the
plates and turned to hand them to the girls. The sight that greeted him was almost enough to
cause him to drop both plates. 

While he had been busy filling the plates, both girls had stretched out on their backs. They both
had their feet on the blanket and knees up and spread. Jim had a
wonderful view of Chris's yellow panties and Pat's blue ones. Both girls were laying with their
eyes closed, so Jim took the opportunity to get his visual fill. He sat still, afraid to move, afraid
they would become aware of the situation. After several minutes, Pat stirred and sat up. A
moment later Chris did the same.

Jim swallowed to wet his dry throat, leaned forward and said,"Here you go. Lunch is served."

The girls began to eat and Jim fixed his plate, then concentrated on eating. As they ate the girls
told him about the lake. It belonged to them. There parents had deeded it to them, along with 60
acres when they graduated.

"They said we can do anything we want with it. We haven't decided what we want to do, other
then putting up the gate and signs, so no one can bother us when we're here." Chris said.

Pat had finished her lunch and yawned,"I'm going to go take a nap."  

 She went to the car and returned with a pillow stretched out on the blanket and closed her eyes.

"I think I'll take a walk around the lake." said Chris,"Join me?"

"Sure." Jim said, though he would have liked to have stayed and watched Pat, hoping to find
himself in a position to see more of her young lithe body.

They stood and Chris lead the way through the grass towards the lake. When they got close to the
shore Jim was again surprised, as they stepped out onto a well maintained path that traced the
shoreline. Jim followed Chris down the path, taking in the sway of her hips, wondering what it 
would feel like to have her naked body against him. After a couple of minutes of walking Chris
stepped through a stand of reeds at the edge of the water. Jim followed and found himself
on a small floating dock. Chris was already sitting on the edge with her feet into the water.

"Come on," She said,"It's fun."

Jim sat down, pulled off his shoes, then his socks, pulled up his pants legs and plunked his feet
into water. Chris grinned, reached down and threw a handful of water on him. Jim sputtered, then
grabbed her wrist as she reached to do it again. She started to use her other hand and he grabbed
that wrist. In a whirl of arms and legs, they were engaged in a match, Chris trying to splash Jim,
he trying to keep her from it. After a few moments Jim ended up laying on top of her, holding
both wrists over her head. 

"Ok, I give. I won't do that again." She said.

"I'm not sure I believe you." Jim retorted. 

Actually he didn't want to move. The feel of her  firm body under his was exciting. 

Chris pretended to pout, sticking out her lower lip and saying,"Please, I promise I won't do it
again."  

Jim knew his hard cock was pressed against her and wondered if she could feel it.

"What do I get if you do?"He asked.

He caught his breath as he thought he felt her push her hips against his raging cock and
say,"What would you like?"

He stood and pulled her to her feet, wondering if he should take a chance and kiss her. As she
gained her feet, she stumbled against him and a moment later they lost their balance and with a
startled yell fell into the water.

The lake was shallow around the dock, so Jim found himself standing in water three feet deep,
with Chris in front of and facing him. He could see her erect nipples  through the wet cloth of her
top. She had a smile on her lips and he could see the tip of her tongue between her lips. 

'Ah fuck it!' he thought.   

He still had hold of one of her wrist's so he pulled her to him and kissed her hard. To his delight
she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back hungrily. He reached down, slid his
hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her hard against him. She moaned and
he could feel her push her hips against him. 

He broke the kiss and started to move toward the bank, when he felt her legs encircle him and
heard her say,"Here. Take me right here, please!"

He slipped his hands under her skirt and started to pull her panties off when she groaned and
panted,"Please, now! Put your cock in me! Fuck me now!"

 With nervous hands he continued to try and  pull her panties down, when he heard her whisper,
"God! Please get in me! Tear those damn things off!"

He jerked on the silky fabric and felt it tear, then pull free. He tossed the remains of her panties
away and with shaking hands unbuckled his belt, unsnapped, then unzipped his jeans and jerked
them down far enough to get his cock free.  He grasped his engorged shaft, and guided it to her
opening. As he felt the head enter her, he grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her to him,
slamming the length of his cock into her. She gasped, then her teeth sank into his neck as his
shaft filled her young tight pussy. He started to stroke into her, trying to go slow, wanting
desperately to make it last. After several strokes he knew it was useless, knew the lust had
gripped him for far too long, so he began to slam into her hard.

She was groaning and whimpering around the chuck of his skin she had clamped between her
teeth.  All to soon he could feel his climax seize him and explode inside her. He held her tight as
he filled her with his juices. They remained that way for a long while, waist deep in the water, his
cock buried inside her. 

"I think we probably should get out of this water." He whispered."My wallet is still in my
pocket." 

He felt her nod her head against his shoulder in response. He pulled his jeans up far enough to
walk and waded toward the shore, one hand holding his jeans up, the other on one cheek of
Chris's firm round ass and her legs  still wrapped around him. He gained the shore then allowed
her to slowly slide down until her feet were on the ground. 

" That was incredible."He said.

"God yes!" She said in a quiet voice."I've always wanted to do that, but have never had the
chance."

"I don't suppose you have towels in your car?" He ask.

 "It just so happens I do!" She said and smiled."Pat and I were planning on going swimming
later."

He pulled her to him and said,"You wouldn't want to have an instant replay would you?" 

I'd love to," She said," but there's something else you need to do, you have to make love to Pat.
There's a problem though. She's had sex only once and the guy wasn't very gentle. She wants to,
but she's very nervous."

"You two had this planned all along, didn't you?" He said."You spent all that time teasing me,
knowing you were going to fuck me?"

Chris smiled, pulled her top up and her sports bra down, exposing the firm globe of her breast.
She took his hand and placed it over her  cool, firm breast, never letting her eyes leave his.

"We did. Any complaints?"

He hesitated for only a fraction of a second, then leaned forward and placed his mouth over her
erect nipple. She groaned, placed her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth harder against
her. A moment later Jim slipped his hand under her wet skirt and between her legs. He felt her
legs spread as his fingers searched for and found her wet slit. He found her clit and his finger
stimulated the hard little nub for a minute or two, then he reached down picked her up and
walked over to a grassy spot. He laid her down and gently pulled her skirt off, then slowly
worked her top up and off, followed by her bra.  

He leaned forward and allowed  his tongue to slowly sink between the lips of her pussy. As he
found her clit, Chris groaned and pushed her hips toward his questing mouth. Over the next 20
minutes her orgasm swelled, crested and ebbed three times. Finally he pulled his mouth from her
and moved up beside her. He held her tight against him, one hand stroking her hair, his lips
placing gentle kisses on her neck and cheeks.   

After a while she looked up at him and said,"Time to go see Pat, before you get me going again.
Please, be gentle with her."

She moved close and whispered,"She's been watching us all this time."

Jim chuckled and whispered back,"I hope it's had the effect it should."

Chris put her hands on his chest pushed and said,"Go."

"I'm going back to the blanket and take a nap." Jim said, more for Pat's benefit then anything.
"Where's the towel?" 

"In the trunk." Chris said.  

She smiled and threw him a kiss.

Jim picked up his shoes and walked back along the path. As he approached the blanket he could
see Pat laying on her stomach.  He walked pasted her to the car, opened the trunk and pulled out
a towel. He started to rub himself dry as he walked back toward the shade of the tree. He sat
down and  pulled off the wet tee-shirt he was wearing. He  rubbed his damp skin briskly with the
towel. 

"What happened to you?" Pat asked opening one eye.

"Fell in the lake." Jim said."I'm soaked. I need to take off my pants, do you want me to go to the
car to do it?"

"No," Pat said,"I'll just look the other way until you get the towel around you."

Pat turned her head and Jim pulled off his pants, hesitated, then removed his wet underwear. He
wrapped the towel around himself, then stretched out on the blanket next to Pat.  As she turned to
face him, he reached out and pulled her mouth to his. Her body stiffed, then a moment later Jim
felt her relax and respond to his kiss. He pulled her close and moved his hands up her back. To
his surprise there wasn't a bra strap. He gently rolled her onto her back, pulled up her top and
bent down to take her erect nipple into his mouth. 

He spent several minutes sucking first one nipple, then the other. She didn't move, but he could
feel her nipples grow under his tongue. As he licked he placed his hand on her knee and slowly
trailed it up her inner thigh and over the panty covered mound of her pussy. He did this several
times, then hooked his fingers under the leg band, slipped them underneath the damp silky fabric
and trailed his fingertips along the moist lips of her pussy. As his fingers stroked her he could
feel her tremble. He slowly pushed his finger between her labia and placed it on her clit. Slowly,
gently he began to rub the hard little nub. He could feel her trembling increase and was about to
pull his hand away, thinking she was scared, when she pushed her hips toward his hand and a
small gasp escaped her lips. 
 
He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered," Pat, I want you. I've wanted you from the day I
saw you in that tent. You have the right to say no. To tell me to quit. If you want to do that,
please do it now."

She locked her eyes on his and whispered,"I want you to. I want you to fuck me. Now! Do
it now, please!"

Jim hooked his fingers in the waist band of her skirt and gently pulled it down and off. He
grasped her hands and pulled her to a sitting position, then pulled her top up and off. He had her
lay back and slowly worked her panties down and off. He devoured the sight of her sweet young
body with his eyes. He pulled the towel from around his hips and rolled onto Pat. He lay atop her,
his hard shaft trapped between them.

He started kissing her neck and worked his way down her body, stopping to lick and suck each
nipple in turn, then continuing to kiss down her belly. As he got close to her crotch he could feel
the heat, smell the musky sensual smell of her. He placed his lips against her pussy and stopped.


Minutes went by. His breath blew gently against her. He could feel her trembling, could feel his
cock about ready to explode. Finally he slipped his tongue between her lips and touched her clit.
She was very wet and the taste of her almost pushed him over the edge. She responded to his
tongue by gasping at the sensation and arching her back, pushing her wetness against his mouth.
He sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue. A moment later he tasted her
climax as she arched her back even more and trembled with the intensity of it. 

He quickly moved up and positioned his shaft to enter her. He pushed forward and watched his
cock slide into her wet waiting depths. He started to thrust into her, slowly, firmly. As each
stroke slammed home, as his shaft slid all the way into her, he could see her firm young tits
bounce with the impact. He could feel his climax building, but gritted his teeth, trying to hold it
back. Finally he couldn't stop it. Like a hot wave it hit him, flooding deep into Pat. He held her
tight as his cock throbbed, squirting  his juices into her . He laid buried in her, not wanting to
move, not wanting the moment to end. 

Pat had her arms around his neck and was sobbing.

"You ok?" Jim asked."I didn't hurt you did I? God I'm sorry if I did. I wanted it to be special for
you!"

"N-n-no. Y-y-you, d-didn't hurt me." Pat said between sobs. "I-i-it was better then I ever
imagined it could be. That's all. I'm so happy!"

Jim slipped to one side and pulled her to him. He held her, crooning a wordless tune. They both
feel asleep and Chris woke them half an hour later.

"Well sis, was it good?" Chris ask.

Pat stretched, smiled and said,"You were right, the right guy, the right time, it was fantastic!"

"What time is it?" Jim ask looking at the sun.

"It's still early," Chris said,"Plenty of time for this."

Jim was laying on his back. Chris had pulled off her wet clothes and had a towel wrapped around
her. She stepped over him and slowly sat down. The feel of her warm pussy pressed against
against his cock caused it to instantly harden. Chris reached down and guided it into her. Jim
looked over at Pat.

She was watching Chris, who was starting to stroke up and down on his hard shaft. Jim reached
over and pulled Pat up on her hands and knees. He slipped his arm under her, pushed two fingers
into her and placed his thumb on her clit. As Chris increased her tempo on his cock, Jim's fingers
worked on Pat. 

"It's exciting to watch your sis get fucked, isn't it? You like watching me fuck her don't you?" Jim
whispered to Pat.

"Y-yes." She panted.

"You want me to put my hard cock in your pussy again? You want me to lick you until you
cum?" Jim whispered.

"Oh, God yes!" Pat moaned, as his fingers worked in and out of her.

"Listen," Jim whispered,"you hear that wet sound? That's my cock sliding in and out of Chris.
Come closer."

Jim pulled Pat closer until her head was laying on his stomach, her eyes just inches from where
his cock was sliding in and out of Chris. He could feel a flood of wetness on his fingers as Pat
watched Chris stroke up and down. Jim pulled Pat around until her pussy was over his face. He
circled her hips with his arms and pulled her wet cunt down to meet his tongue. She moaned as
he began to lick her.    

Chris came first, letting out a cry as she climaxed. Pat was close to, but Jim wanted her pussy
around his cock. Chris slid to one side and Jim scrambled around behind Pat. He placed the head
of his hard shaft, still wet with Chris's juices, against Pat's sopping cunt and pushed it into her.
He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her hard. He could hear her grunt with each stroke, and
finally let out a strangled cry as her climax gripped her. He drove his cock deep into her one last
time, as his climax exploded.

All three collapsed into a heap. Jim had one arm over Chris and had his leg across Pat, who was
laying on her stomach. Jim spent the next hour, napping for a few minutes, then waking to stroke
either Pat or Chris, then drifting back to sleep. Finally he woke to find Pat watching him.

"Hi." He said, kissing her gently.

"Hi back." She whispered.

"What's all the whispering about," Chris's voice said from behind him,"you two planning on
doing something without me?"

Jim rolled over pulled Chris to him and kissed her.

"Not on your life." He said.

Chris giggled and said,"Good, cause I'd hate to fuck you to a frazzle for revenge."

"If that's what your going to do,"Jim said," Then yes we were going to run off and have fun with
out you. Do I get my punishment now?"


"If you don't behave you will," Chris said, reaching done and stroking his flaccid cock. 

"There's no way I'll behave,"Jim grinned,"so punish me."

"You ask for it!" Chris said in a severe tone.

 She jumped on him and began to tickle him. A moment later Pat joined her and Jim found
himself smothered by the two girls. 

'GOD, LIFE IS GOOD!' He thought.

A moments later he was crying out,"Mercy, please, mercy!"

Pat and Chris stopped tickling, snuggled close to him and in unison said,"That will teach
you!"Then giggled.

 They were quiet for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts. 

"You two had this planned, but fill me in on a couple of things , ok?" Jim said as he watched a
cloud on the horizon.

"Sure," Chris said,"What do you want to know?"

"Why fuck a carnie like me and not a local guy? And for that matter why me?" Jim said, looking
from one to the other.

A slow smile lit Chris's face. 

"The reason we don't do this with the local boys is we would never hear the end of it. Tell me do
you think of us as sluts?" Chris asked.

"Of course not!" Jim said," I think your health young women that want to explore your
sexuality."

"That's what I figured you'd say." Chris said nodding her head.

She held her hand up, stopping Jim before he could speak," That was not meant to be a slam. I'll
explain that in a moment. The problem is if we did this with any of the local guys, we would be
labeled sluts throughout the county before the day was done. Even if you did think of us that
way, you'll be gone in a short time and couldn't spread stuff like that. All of us get what we want,
you get a lot of pussy," Chris laughed," I get to cum, a lot, and Pat gets to find out how enjoyable
it all is." 

Jim nodded his head,"Makes sense. But what about----,"


Chris again held up her hand.

"I knew you were going to say that about exploring sexuality because, we didn't just look at you
and think 'My, My, Jim looks like he would be a good fuck'. Someone recommended you as an
honest, gentle, sweet extremely sexual guy. This person said you would talk like that if asked
about such things."

Jim had a very puzzled look on his face,"Who did you talk to?"

Chris grinned a sly grin and said,"We promised not to tell. I'm not sure we should."

Jim looked from Pat, who was watching him intently to Chris, who was grinning like a Cheshire
Cat.

"I've got to know. Please tell me, who was it? " He said.

"Ok, Ok." Chris said."When you started to come say Hi to me everyday, and seemed to be so
nice, we were curious what you were really like. We talked to Beth about you."

In Jim's mind it all clicked, the comments, the enigmatic smiles, the cryptic comments. Beth had
helped set this up!

"She told us all about you." Chris said." for a while we waited for you to make a move. When
you didn't we talked to Beth and she said that you really wanted to seduce both of us, but that 
Crazy Jo would probably have your butt if someone complained and you didn't want to, as Beth
put it, "twist your soul to get into our pants.". So we decided to set this up." She waved her hand
around her.

 Jim sat deep in thought for several minutes, then turned to Pat and said,"Well, did you learn how
enjoyable sex can be?"

She leaned forward and placed a warm, lingering kiss on his mouth.

"De-fin-ite-ly!"She said.

Jim turned and pulled Chris to him. He kissed her, her warm naked body pushed hard against
him, his hands starting to explore her body yet again. 

As he broke the kiss he heard Pat say,"Damn Chris, it's 8:30. We've got to go!"

Both girls scrambled for their clothes.

"What's up?" Jim asked.

"We've got a family dinner in half an hour."Chris said, pulling on her damp top."We've got to
go."

Jim jumped up, pulled on his clothes and helped get everything into the car. A few minutes later
they were blasting down the rut filled dirt road. It only took Chris 15 minutes to arrive at the
carnival parking lot. Pat opened the door and jumped out. Jim turned to Chris to say good bye
and found her mouth hard against his. She kissed him hungrily, then pulled away. 

She stuffed a piece of paper into his pocket and said,"Read it later."

Jim stepped out pulled Pat to him and kissed her hard. 

"Thank you." He said.

"God it was good!" She grinned "Later."  

She climbing into the car, which Chris already had moving. Pat leaned out the window and threw
him a kiss as they accelerated out of the parking lot. Jim walked slowly down the midway. When
he got to his trailer, he stripped off his clothes and stretched out on the bed. He remembered the
paper Chris had stuffed into his pocket, reached over, retrieved it and started to read.

 Jim,
Thanks. God was it good. I hope you enjoyed this little outing because I know Pat and I did.
Below is our phone number, and our address at the university, where we will be starting this fall.
Call us the next time you're in town, any time you're in town. I hope next time will be as good.
Love, Chris

Jim placed the paper on his stand, chuckled and said,"I'll damn well try and make it as good!" 

He showered and was toweling himself dry when a knock sounded on the door. He quickly
pulled on a robe then peeked out the window. Beth was standing on the step her hand
raised to knock again, when he opened the door.

She climbed into the trailer, looked him up and down, grinned and said,"A nice afternoon?"

"A very nice afternoon." Jim said,"I'll tell you all about it later. I want you to answer a question
first though."

Beth's smile faded as she looked into his face and noticed how serious he was.

"Sure," she said.

"Why did you set me up with the girls?" He asked, then his face split in a huge grin,"Not that I'm
complaining! But you could have kept me going for several more nights. I'd have been hard and
horny for a long time."


"You wanted, they wanted, I just gave each side the opportunity." Beth shrugged.

 He nodded and without a word walked over to her, reached out and started to unbutton her
blouse. Her smile faded, replaced by a look of shock, then disbelief.

"You can't be serious!" She said."You can't want to fuck now!"

He said nothing, just unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down, then calmly had her step out of
them.

"Ok, buster, I'm going to call your bluff!" She said, a combination of doubt and resolve in her
voice.

Jim slowly pulled her blouse off her arms then reached behind  her and slowly unsnapped her
bra. He pulled it off took her hand,  lead her to bed and gently pushed onto it.

"There's no way your going to be able to------ ,"Beth's comment tapered to silence as he removed
his robe exposing his semi-hard cock.

He walked over to her, pulled her head towards him and placed his cock against her lips.

"I told you I'd save some for you. Can't have you going without, now can we?" He said.

She grinned as she sucked the head of his fast hardening cock into her mouth.

