head with my thumb. I used my other hand to finger my rosebud. I stared down at the man still riding the bull. I envisioned him naked and riding it, getting me harder.

An idea then crossed my mind. I had forgotten about the prize I won from the balloon booth! I couldn’t help but be astonished at my excellent luck at the fair. I’m not really into public masturbation, but I couldn’t really consider that situation to be public; I was alone, after all. It was like I was in the privacy of my own bedroom, just a few hundred feet in the air.

I took the pink dildo, only about five inches long, and ran it around the ring of my asshole. I felt pretty tight, and I didn’t have lube, so I had to take it slow. After a while, I gingerly let the dildo slip inside of me. My asshole sucked it in like a vacuum and an intense pleasure shot through the walls of my anus. Whenever I downstroked on my cock, I thrust the dildo in, and on the upstroke I brought it out. I kept up that rhythm with my legs spread wide across the gondola. I closed my eyes and imagined my ex-boyfriend pumping his nine-inch meat inside of me, his balls slapping against my asscheeks, cushioned by the fluff of dark pubic hair surrounding his package.

Suddenly, I noticed that the man on the bull had gone into a sectioned-off part of the fair that had no roof. He must work here, I thought to myself. No wonder he did so well on the bull. Anyway, up in the air was probably the only place where I could see him, and I’m sure that he had no idea that he was being watched. He began to strip off his clothes and then revealed the thickest cock I’d ever seen—it looked like it was normal-sized that high in the air! I could hardly believe my eyes.

I pushed the dildo into me harder and harder, simulating the rough sex that my ex and I always had together. Then my ex’s face slowly started to turn into the bullrider who I had seen stripping, whose hung cock flopped around out in the open for only my viewing pleasure. I starting moaning and grunting, totally entranced by the ecstasy of anal excitement. I started to breath more heavily and jerk my cock faster. The tip became reddish pink with anticipation. Juices flowed from my asshole as it started to tense up, hugging the dildo more tightly. My body jerked with each step I took closer to orgasm. I pulled up my shirt quickly to avoid getting it soiled. Finally, with one final thrust of the dildo into me, a fountain of creamy, hot, sticky, and thick come shot out of my dick like one of the water guns at the fair. Pools of my come stuck to my bare chest, so I collected it into my fingers and slurped it up into my mouth to clean up.

A few minutes later, I put my pants back on and massaged my limp dick through the denim of my pants. The Ferris wheel started moving again, and within moments I was back on the ground.

After such a hot ride, the first