Barbara had been on the road with Glenn and his fairground family for some time now, and they were finally arranging to get married, the fairground folk way.
Every time the fair moved on, they held a leaving party on Saturday night. A party that always ended in raw, naked sex between everyone. Barbara had lost count of how many times she had been fucked and who had fucked her.
Glenn had explained that their wedding would involve much more. The parties had been good training for her, but the wedding would involve non-stop sex for two days. The aim was for the bride to be publicly fucked and spit-roasted by every wedding guest as she was fucked into the fair. Barbara was faced with the dilemma of a wedding list. Glenn had explained that every man over 16 she put on the list would want to fuck her, and the fucking would all be very public.
Then there was the chance that the wedding would be gatecrashed by another fair, and she would be subject to an interfair forced gangbang with no way out. It all sounded both frightening and exciting. If this happened, then Glenn, as the new husband, would offer Barbara up, naked and tied down, for them all to use and abuse. Glenn went on to explain that everyone would give them gifts after the wedding fuckfest. That, Glenn said, was how his mum and dad got the chairoplane ride. His mum had been such a good fuck at their wedding that the rival fair had gifted it to them.
Barbara decided that if her future mother-in-law had been that brazen, then she would attempt to outdo her. She looked at the list in front of her and added everyone she could think of at the fair, no matter how obnoxious she felt they were, she would let them all have her and see what they received in return.
Glenn looked at her list and let out a sigh. “You will be busy for the weekend, won’t you?” he said as he gulped. “Are you sure?”
Barbara explained that she wanted them to get a great start in the fairground world on their own, and this seemed to be the only way of doing it.
“Well, if you’re sure,” Glenn replied, as he took the list and started counting.
He lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her cunt. “I had better get some of this now before you are fucked into oblivion, and end up as slack as hell.”
The day of the wedding soon came around, and Barbara looked again at the list; 145 people had not seemed many four weeks ago, but now, as she thought about it, there would be about 100 men to fuck and probably some of the women as well would want her body. She wondered how she would cope, but decided it would all be worthwhile.
As the guests came in, she realised that they were all looking her up and down, virtually stripping her with their eyes and thinking about what fucking her would be like.
As they came in, they each gave Glenn an envelope containing descriptions of their gifts. Glenn kept them all unopened for the two of them to open together after the wedding fuckfest.
Once everyone had arrived and had a drink or two, which Glenn’s family had provided, a big shout went up for the entertainment to begin. Barbara knew that this was the signal for the fuckfest to begin, so she slowly lowered her wedding dress to reveal the goodies that she had for them. She wore no bra or panties as Glenn had instructed, and as she stepped out of the wedding dress, she was totally naked. exposed for all to see. There was a great applause.
Four of the strongest guys lifted her shoulder high and carried her around the big top for everyone to get a good look and take as many photos as they liked.
They roughly manhandled her onto the table in the centre and tied her down spread-eagled. Glenn, as her new husband, was first up and quickly pushed into her. It felt good to have him inside her, and she pushed against him as he thrust in and out until he came in her. She reached a climax at the same time, and all the guests cheered as they watched them coming together.
A line of the men of the fair had formed, and as Glenn withdrew, his dad took his place. He was a big man with a cock to match his stature, and Barbara winced as his nine-inch thick shaft penetrated her pussy. He thrust hard in one go and was soon pounding her into another orgasm.
One by one, they all took their turns, and Barbara came again and again. Every time she climaxed, a great cheer went up. Finally, she was down to the last guy who had a very slack cunt to fuck.
Just as she thought the ordeal was over, Barbara heard a trumpet sound and a drum beating. Glenn had been untying her, but now told her it was a rival fair.
As he spoke, the trumpet got louder, and into the big top marched four enormous naked black guys carrying a sedan chair. The music continued as a very old guy emerged naked from the chair.
Glenn tied Barbara back down and went over to talk to him.
“We have come to claim your bride,” said the old guy. “I am King Albert, from Albert’s fair. I will not fuck her myself, but I have brought these four black champions to take your cunt for me. Endure their fucking, and untold wealth will be gifted to you and your husband. Your cunt will be very slack for a while, but I assure you that it will be very worthwhile.”
Glenn explained to Barbara that King Albert was almost a legend among the fairs and that it was a great honour for him to attend their wedding.
Barbara looked over to the four black studs who were lining up beside her. Compared to all the others, they were enormous in all respects.
King Albert went on to explain that these men were his high-wire act. They were all athletes and trapeze artists, having worked for him for some ten years.
Glenn told Barbara that this could be the most important part of their wedding, as King Albert was well known for giving extravagant gifts, and his was the biggest fair around.
A tingle went through Barbara’s pussy and up her spine as she waited, cunt ready in anticipation for the first enormous black cock.
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He eased it an inch at a time until all ten inches were enveloped. Then he started to pump vigorously. Within seconds, I was coming, which pushed him over the edge as well. A great cheer went up from the wedding guests.
He slipped out with a mighty plop.
Then the second guy stepped up. He looked a little bigger, and the first. It was all a mix of pain and pleasure as he made me cum again.
The third guy was very much the same, but when the fourth guy stepped up, I saw why he was last. His dong was enormous, longer and thicker than all the others. What’s more, he rammed it straight in me, and I screamed so loud. The crowd roared. I thought he had split me apart, but I survived the onslaught as he pumped me vigorously. We came together in a violent finale, and the crowd loved it.
King Albert came up to me, handed me a gold envelope, and said, “I wish I were still able. You look a magnificent fuck.”
“Well, I can still give you a blowie.” I dropped to my knees and soon had him cumming.
“That was so good,” he whispered in my ear as he called Glenn over, saying, “I have something to explain to you both.”
They grabbed some drinks and went over to a corner table.
Once they were seated, King Albert began his story. He explained that many years ago, as Glenn’s mother was getting married, Albert and his fair men gate-crashed the wedding. They all got to fuck Glenn’s mum, and boy, was she a great fuck, just like you, Barbara.
“Well, nine months later, you popped out, Glenn. No one knew who your father was, so your current dad brought you up as his, according to fairground tradition. Secretly, I guessed you were mine as you looked so much like my Dad when he was younger.
“I did nothing until recently, when I spoke with your mum, and we had a DNA test done. It came back positive, so I am your biological father.
“The crux of it all is that I am dying. I have a cancer, and at ninety-six, I will not survive it. I want someone to take on my fair, Alberts Fair, and love it as I have, and I think you are the ones who can do it. He explained that in his envelope were the deeds to the fair and the charter rights to fairs up and down the country.
“You looked magnificent at your wedding fuckfest, Barbara, and I am sure you will make a fine fair owner’s wife. One last thing, all the staff will come with the fair, look after them, as I have, and they will serve you faithfully.
“When the time comes for you to give up the fair, keep it in the family as I have, even if it’s a black family. With that, he climbed into his sedan chair, still naked, and they left the party.”
“Well, fancy that, King Albert is my real Dad. Let’s open his envelope now; it will be more than all the others put together.”
“What do you think he meant by that comment, even if it’s black?” asked Barbara.
“Well,” said Glenn, “What colour were Albert’s champions who just fucked you?”
So they prised open the thick gold envelope, and it was all he had said. A letter from the fair’s solicitors, the title deeds to the fair and the charter documents for the whole season.
“This is such great news,” Glenn exclaimed. “Let’s let the fucking continue all night.”
And they did. After a short break for Barbara to clean up, she fucked everyone in the tent at least twice, she forgot her soreness, and just gave her body to everyone.
