The phone call had come that morning...
Hank inviting me to a carnival, in town for the weekend.
Tucking the cotton shirt into the black denim jeans I
looked at my self in the mirror. The pants clung to my hips
and the shirt unbuttoned to reveal just the right amount
of cleavage. Dark hair pulled back into a ponytail, com-
fortable loafers, a touch of lipstick...I was prepared to
have a casual evening of fun.

I bounced down the stairs to the summons of the doorbell...
my heart singing at the thought of seeing him. His tall
strong body leaned casually against the doorframe...lazy
teasing smile...dark mane of hair carelessly drawn back
behind his ears, the intense blue eyes that unfailingly took
my breath away with their soul piercing gaze. With a quick
kiss and hug he swept me away to the festivities.

Laughing and talking we walked side-by-side, fingers inter-
laced, among the patrons of the carnival. Loud music,
flashing lights, revving engines of the rides, screams of terror
and delight rang around us as we moved from one attraction
to the next. The smell of popcorn, cotton candy, and hotdogs
made my mouth water. We laughed, whooped and yelled as
the rides we ventured on attempted to shake our clinging grip
on each other loose.

As closing time drew near and the crowds began to thin out
we stepped onto the Ferris wheel. Hank tucked me in close
under his protecting arm, where I nestled with a beaming smile
that drew a wink from the carnie as he latched the bar across
our seat. As the seat swung us up and backwards Hank's arm
tightened around me. I looked up to see a twinge of nervousness
cross his rugged features. Could it be that he was scared of the
Ferris wheel? We had been on other rides much more frightening
than the Ferris wheel could ever be. I patted his leg drawing his
azure gaze to meet my own, pursed my lips and blew him a little
kiss. He smiled and shifted, his hand sliding down to spread
across my ribs.

I whispered to him... " Don't forget to kiss me at the top. Its
luck you know." My words brought a tighter squeeze from the
arms that made me feel small, vulnerable yet secure.

His whisper tickled in my ear. " I'll kiss you on the top and the
bottom and everywhere in between."

Turning in the seat, my leg snaked over and through his. " You
can indeed. " I grinned impishly and kissed him hungrily.

The kiss lasted for a full circuit of the Wheel. Mega good luck
we joked as the wheel circled high into the night sky giving us
a bird’s eye view of the now sparse crowd below. With each
rotation Hanks hands became more aggressive...stroking my hip
and thigh, sliding up to tickle a thumb across my hardened nipples.
I drank his kisses like wine and they went straight to my head
leaving me dizzy, longing for more.

It never occurred to us that the carnie was watching as we all
but devoured each other in that swing. It wasn't until we were
finally stopped for unloading that we realized how long our ride
had been. The carnies eyes were shining with lustful interest as
he offered his hand to assist me off the seat.

I knew that my hair was tousled and my lips swollen from our
passion filled kisses. My shirt a couple buttons short of being
fully closed, my nipples were pushing out hard against the denim
shirt thanks to Hank’s nimble fingers. A flush rose to deepen
the glow of my cheeks as the man's eyes took note of my condition.

Hank rose to his feet and pushed his hair back then grabbed both
my hands and lifted me from the seat with a smile at the carnie
who looked a little disappointed. Looking around at the bottom of
the off loading ramp Hank wondered aloud if there were anything
we had missed that was still open. The carnie informed us that the
Fun House was still open. Hank nodded and smiled his thanks.

As he swept me along with the hand cupped on my left hip. He
spoke softly to me. " He wanted you."

I didn't say anything, my smile was answer enough, and he was
always teasing me about the way other men looked at me. I
never thought of myself as anything special...but I knew it made
him feel proud when he saw lust for me in another mans eyes.

" We see this fun house, then go home and make our own kind
of fun? " He growled at the back of my ear.

We walked up to the steps of the Funhouse. The carnie in charge
there checked us both over with a knowing little smirk and told us
that we were the last one's through for the night but that there
was no hurry and to take our time. "Enjoy yourselves."

Hank nodded and led me into the darkened interior of the fun
house. We traveled through a short dark passageway and stepped
into a hall with mirrors that distorted our images. Moving from
mirror to mirror we laughed at our reflections. Our heads ballooned
on tiny bodies reminding us of badly drawn cartoons in one mirror.
In another we looked like we were three-foot tall bowling balls. The
next mirror we stepped up to appeared to be quite normal. We stood
before it puzzling about its purpose... when a holographic image
of a monster suddenly roared in my face sending me backwards into
Hank's arms with a startled squeak. He laughed and hugged me
as we stepped on front of the next mirror. I gasped and Hank's
eyes lit up as I gazed at myself. My breasts were swollen to out-
rageous proportions in this image. I looked at Hank... his eyes
were greedily studying my outsized breasts in the mirror. His bal-
loon hands caressed my balloon breasts.

"I have to see." He whispered more to himself than to me.

Balloon fingers fumbled with saucer sized buttons. He exposed
my breasts, they were grossly distorted, the nipples huge and dark.
I was repelled by the image but could see the fascination in Hanks
eyes as he ran his sausage fingers over the bulbous nipples. Step-
ping to the side and turning me to face him, he squatted down a bit
and took the right nipple between inner-tube lips and
I burst out laughing.

He looked at his enormous head hovering before the gigantic tits
and began to laugh too. Playfully he nipped at my nipple before
standing up again to take me in his arms and kiss me. My bare
breasts pressed against the soft cloth of his tee shirt. He broke the
kiss to stand gazing at me. Stopped my hands as they rose to but-
ton the shirt back up. I exchanged a long look with him and nodded.
If he wanted it open it would stay that way.

We rounded the corner and stopped before the next mirror. In this
one we were tall and lean... almost alien looking. He stepped up
against my back, wrapped long arms around me, the thin almost
snake like fingers slid down my belly to press against the heated
vee of my thighs. My legs went weak...a soft moan purred in my
throat as I leaned back against his strong body.

Images of what his cock would look like in this mirror burned in
my mind. I had to know what it looked like in this mirror...turning
to face him my hands sought out his belt buckle, snap and zipper.
I opened them quickly and pushed his jeans aside...keeping my eyes
intently fastened to his, seeing the surprise then the light of pure
lust begin to glow there. With a smile I bent my ultra long legs
and knelt before him. I drew the throbbing purple-headed eel from
his jeans and it bobbed in front of my long thin face. Our eyes
watched the reflection in the mirror as my long thin fingers wrap-
ped around the neck of the eel and drew it to the long thin tongue
that snaked from my lips to taste it.

Hank groaned over my head and closed his spidery fingers in my
hair drawing me closer still. It is odd the way that the mind can
almost believe the images it sees in its reflection to be real. As his
long eel-like appendage slipped between my lips I could feel it glid-
ing to the back of my throat and sliding down into the constricting
tightness. I watched his eyes in the mirror as the thick rope of cock
slid into and out of my tightly pursed lips. The warm smooth skin
against my tongue sent a shiver of pleasure racing down my spine.
I inhaled the warm male musk that belonged to him alone and felt
the melting in the center of my body.

A noise from somewhere close to the building we were in caught
our attention. Hank looked around quickly before reluctantly draw
ing me away from my intent of devouring him and pulling me to
my feet once more. With a longing eye cast toward the mirror and
the beautiful image of his cock I followed him deeper into the maze
of mirrors. I kept one hand on his cock as we moved... loving the
way it throbbed beneath my touch. We laughed together as we
fumbled our way through the mirror maze bumping into our own
reflections at wrong turns and having to back track to find our way
through once more.

In short order we found ourselves in a chamber of mirrors.Above...
below...to every side there were mirrors casting reflections of us that
seemed to go on for miles. Hank pulled me into his arms crushing
my body against his. His lips bruised mine with the intensity of
their kiss while his hands spread apart, one clasping the cheek of
my ass the other the back of my neck. Our tongues danced to the
song of lust that played in our hearts. My moans tickled against
his lips, and echoed off the reflections around us. My own hands
roamed his body urgently letting him know how utterly turned on
I was. The hand on my neck slid down to cup my breast, his rough
skinned thumb feathered across my nipple making it harden.

When his hand pushed my shirt from my shoulders I didn't object.
The cool air in the room raised tiny goose bumps my skin and
made my nipples even harder. His kisses found the way to the tight
buds where he began to lick and suck greedily. His hands slid down
my ribs and began to fumble with the snap on my pants.
Loosening it then sliding the zipper on my jeans down before
pushing them down over my hips. I stepped out of my loafers
and then out of the jeans... while he did the same, quickly
stripping out of his clothes. Our bodies came together crushing
warm skin on warm skin. Hands seeking out and teasing the
sensitive places they knew so well.

His hot kisses covered my breasts and belly as he knelt before me,
the fiery heat of his breath washing across the oil slicked lips of my
pussy. My head dropped back, eyes closed in bliss at that slightest
of contacts. My fingers curled into his hair and urged him gently
to taste the honey-coated skin. In a moment I was rewarded by the
feel of his hot wet tongue sliding down the skin of my belly. It tickled
ever lower until it was poised on the bare skinned parting of the
fleshy lips of my pussy. I couldn’t stop the groan that this brought
from my throat. Nor the rolling of my hips as they silently urged
him to taste more deeply. At last the curious tip of his tongue
found the sensitive nub of my clit and began lapping there ever so
lightly. It teased the hidden pearl from its sheath and sent tremors
of pleasure through my body. My coos and purring grew ever more
desperate while my hips strained forward against the hands on my
pelvis which held me fast in his control. I couldn’t grind against his
face the way I wanted to, I was forced to endure his teasing tongue.
My moans and cries encouraged him to give me the full hard tongue
lashing that I craved so much. My fingers tangled in his hair strain-
ing to pull him tight against the burning heat. When I knew I could
not possibly stand it one minute more without losing my mind his
lips closed on the hard sensitive flesh of my clit and my cries rang
off the mirrors that surrounded us. I looked up to see hundreds of
reflections of my orgasm surrounding me. The face that I knew so
well was transformed into something alien and utterly beautiful in
its throes of agony and pleasure.

He didn’t wait for me to fall back to earth. Instead he drew me down
onto the throbbing hardness of his beautiful cock. I gasped,
hissing through clenched teeth as it stretched and burrowed its
way into the rippling muscles of my pussy. They were still in
spasm from the orgasm he had just given me and I felt every bit
of his throbbing cock inside of me. His hands clasped my ass
cheeks encouraging me to lift, hips swiveling, circling until just
the head of his cock remained in the kissing mouth of my pussy.
I flexed around it knowing that he loved the feeling of my pussy
working to draw him back inside. Then with a mighty grunt and
thrust his hands pushed me down against the up thrust of his hips
and cock… impaling me on his cock. My cries echoed in the room
as we were swept away on this bliss of motion. Our bodies rose
and fell with ever growing urgency.

My nails left trails of red across his shoulders. His teeth found
the tender aching buds of my nipples and devoured them. I gazed
into his eyes as we panted with our exertions of taking each other
to the point of no return. My whispers told him that I was a mo-
ment away from the release that we labored toward so enthusiasti-
cally. I begged him to fly with me. Pleaded for the heat of his seed
to fill me.

The light in his eyes darkened. I had never seen this look before.
The world stuttered to stillness around us when he lifted me from
his lap and laid me face down on the floor before him. His weight
slid up over me… pinning me effectively beneath it. I felt the slick
hot shaft of his cock sliding up between my thighs. My need to feel
it back in the confines of my pussy had grown to the point of des-
peration I wiggled beneath him opening my thighs, inviting him
back inside of me.

My eyes widened with shock when the slick head of his cock didn’t
seek out the wet waiting mouth of my pussy but instead butted up
against the tight dark star of my anus. The muscles clenched tight
against this intruder and I started to protest. But, his voice husky
with passion spoke into my ear.

“ I want you this way my love. I told you I would possess you in
everyway in time. Look at yourself. Look at how beautiful you are.
Your face all flushed with passion and fear. Now watch it closely
my love. Watch it become even more beautiful.”

With that the attack on the tiny opening began in earnest. I tried
to resist…thinking that if it proved too tight for him to enter he
would give up and pleasure me in the usual way. But the grim
greedy determination in his eyes told me different. To resist was
futile so I took a deep breath and told myself to relax as much as I
could. I knew that it had been a goal of his for some time and I
wanted to give him everything. I still was not prepared for the
sharp bone shattering pain that jolted me when his thick cock burst
through that barrier. I cried out and flailed beneath him. His cock
plowed deeper inside the hypersensitive opening until he had buried
half of his length there then, he stopped moving.

He lay there on top of me, his weight nearly crushing the breath
from me, the thick harsh breath roaring in my ear. I shook beneath
him, and tried comprehending all the feelings that were flooding
through me at that moment. There was pain without a doubt…
the urgent compulsion, my body’s natural reaction, to expel him
from me...but over ruling it all an animalistic desire for just this
to happen. Now he indeed possessed me completely. Every part of
my body was his. Slowly he lifted his weight off of me. I began to
consciously relax my body…slowly feeling the strain of my tight
anal easing…opening to contain his thickness. His hands gripped
my pelvis and pulled me up and back onto my hands and knees.
Then slowly and steadily he began to fuck into my tight anus.

“ Look my love.” His whisper urged. I lifted my blurred vision
and witnessed this act from every conceivable angle. My body
trembled violently, a cold sweat glistened on my pale skin, and
my eyes glowed with a deeper heat than I had ever seen in them.
Something in my mind snapped almost audibly in that moment.
If this was what he wanted of me then I would give it to him
without reservation. I began to move with him…Hips rolling
and bucking back against him trying desperately to completely engulf
him in the tightness. The edge of the pain this caused only stoked
the fire inside of me higher.

One hand gripped my shoulder and the other my hip as he roared
nd ground himself into my ass. My own lioness screams answered
his as I began to experience the deepest, longest, most intense orgasm
of my life. I watched as my body thrashed against his, driving
energy fed by animal lusts. All around us the endless reflections
of our passions writhed and struggled with one another striving to-
ward that ultimate explosion. I could feel his cock hitting against
the back of my clit through the thin separating layer of flesh. For
an instant I felt a flash of panic…I had never cum so long or hard
before…was I capable of withstanding an orgasm of this intensity?

I felt his cock grow impossibly hard and swell even more inside me.
His body stiffened and froze…poised above me…face contorted
by the agony of the impending explosion. Then I felt the slow mo-
tion explosion of his seed against the depths of my bowels. I froze
with him while in my vision the thousands of reflections exploded
into a supernova of images in the throes of utter bliss that showered
down over us.

I don’t know how long I lay there crushed beneath his body, lost in
the whirling light of complete bliss, before my senses returned to me.
He groaned and showered the side of my face and neck with kisses
hoarsely whispering his love for me. After a long while we gathered
our wits and clothes and put ourselves back together as best we
could with many long lingering kisses throughout the process. When
we emerged from the fun house there was no one close around.
we ran hugging and laughing from the carnival grounds away from
the house of mirrors where these images would forever remain
engraved in my memory.