The Carnival Floozy – Summer Time Fun

Sun Up to Sun Down

I had been at the carnival every day for over a week now. Every day I see the carnival floozy there. The pre-leave passion of this girl is insane. She would always leave some sign to the lone man walking behind her that she needed his cock. I had been observing her ooze sexuality out every pore on her body for days now. Intrigued is putting it lightly. Obsession is a more apt description of my stalking tendencies. My daughter came with me the first day I noticed her and I haven’t brought her back since. This is a solo mission case study that Mama needs to know more about. By noon on the second stalking session I knew that this slut likes to cum from sun up to sun down.

Day two I watched her get fingered on the Ferris Wheel by a disheveled older man (possibly a carnie). I lost her in the crowd for a couple hours but my pussy likes to imagine that her hot little pussy was getting served during that time. The carnival floozy was behind a booth on her knees, wiping her mouth with a man over her when I found her again. She almost saw me looking at her, but I diverted attention quickly when she looked. Before I turned away though, I saw the young man’s cock was still hard as he zipped his zipper tightly over the fat bulge.

The Carnival Floozy

I pretended to play a carnival game across from the booth she was behind while I waited to resume my following regimen. She appeared about 20 feet in front of me and the stalk was on again. We walked over to the ticket booth for the rides, and I stood out of sight. I watched her flirt and rub her hands up and down her taught sexy little body. The man at the ticket booth began to literally drool. She took her finger, wiped the spit from the side of his lips and stuck her finger in her mouth. Sucking her finger seductively, he motioned her to join him in the booth. She looked around briefly and then slid in the booth and got on her knees.

The booth was fully blocking the view of her but I watched his face go through all of the goon faces until that final grunt. When I saw him finish and I knew it was in her mouth, my pussy now ached to cum. I took myself into the ladies room, locked the stall and finger fucked my soaked pussy until she was satiated for the time being. Fearing that I was going to lose track of the carnival floozy, I quickly fled the scene without so much as washing my hands.

Fresh Smell of Pussy

With cum still glistening on my finger tips, I began my search for the carnival floozy. As my eyes scanned frantically I was imagining the way her body might move when her pussy’s getting stuffed. I found myself wondering what it must feel like to get fucked by one cock and then immediately begin the search for the next one. She was the most insatiable thing I had ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. Her big blue eyes, long blonde hair and curvaceous body were a triple threat for any man. Young and stupid or old and wise, they would all fall fast under her spell.

It took me about 30 minutes to find her again but when I did she was in an alley by the dumpster with a giant of a man. This would be the end of my carnival floozy mission. Completely worth it because this time I got to watch everything. The burly man pushed her to her knees, dropped his drawers and started fucking her pretty little face. The sounds of gagging were so audible I thought someone was going to catch me watching. No one appeared, though, and I couldn’t take my eyes away. He took a pocket knife out of his pocket, while thrusting in and out of her mouth and stuck it in her pussy. She squealed like a pig, squirted as if peeing and he grunted and came deep in her throat.

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