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Chapter 16
Summer 2001
Willow
“I want one of those giant stuffed pigs.” I pointed at the cute pink pig with hearts all over it.
“That game is hard. The hoops aren’t even circles.” Russ frowned as he stared at the basketball game. ‘One shot wins’ was painted above the four hoops, and then a giant $5 was beside it.
“Win the lady a prize,” the carnie boasted. “Only five bucks a shot. One in wins.” He smiled and held a basketball out to Russ.
Russ sighed dramatically before shaking his head. “Fine,” he mumbled. He pulled his wallet out, and handed the guy a five. “You know these hoops aren’t round, right?” He bounced the ball on the ground a few times before taking aim and shooting. The ball hit the rim, and fell to the ground.
“Ooh, better luck next time.” The carnie smiled. Russ handed him a ten this time. He bounced the ball again, took aim, and missed.
“You can do it,” I cheered as he attempted and missed again.
I bit my lip as Russ opened his wallet once again, and handed over more money as he grabbed a ball. I’d like to say that he won that pig after a fourth attempt, but it took longer than I thought. “Here.” Russ handed me the pig. “I hope he was worth it.” He laughed as he rolled his eyes.
“I love him. Thank you.” I hugged the giant pig to my chest. He was huge and worth every penny he cost.
“I sure hope so.” He swung his arm around me. “Whatcha gonna name him?”
“Mr. Money Bags.” I grinned.
“That’s fitting.” Russ chuckled.
“I mean, he kinda cost a money bag.” I scrutinized the pig. When Russ started handing over twenties, I was ready to tell him never mind. He seemed so determined at that point though, I didn’t want to stop him. The pig ended up costing him eighty dollars.
“You know I could’ve bought a golden pig for that price.” He led us around the game stalls.
“Now, where’s the fun in that?” I squeezed the pig tighter. “Mr. Money Bags is gonna keep me company when you’re not around.” I hugged the stuffed animal tighter.
“I’m hoping that’s not as often as you’re thinking.” Russ frowned slightly.
We’d reached the gate at this point, and decided to head back to the house. It was getting late, and I didn’t really want to carry this pig around all night.
“Welp, you were wrong,” Russ huffed when we reached the truck and there was a yellow slip of paper under the wiper. “I knew we weren’t lucky enough to sneak by tonight.” He unlocked his door, and tossed the ticket inside before coming around to unlock my door.
“Eh, it’s just a parking ticket. We’ve done a lot of bad shit over the years and never been busted. If this is as bad as it gets, then I call it a win.” I shrugged as I climbed in.
“I’ve never gotten a ticket in my life,” Russ scoffed.
“I think you’ll live,” I teased.
“Live yes, but I’m wounded.” He stuck his lip out in a pout. “This ruins my record of never being caught.”
I couldn’t help but laugh harder. “If this is your biggest worry, I think you’ll survive it.” I tossed the pig to the side, and turned to face him. “Hey, Russ?” When he turned in my direction, I grabbed my t-shirt and lifted it along with my bra. “Feel better?” I grinned.
“That helps.” His eyes grew wide. “You can finish helping when we get home.” He cranked the engine, and I adjusted my top back in place.
After pulling out of our parking spot, and navigating back out onto the highway, a plan began to form. I unbuckled my seatbelt, and slid over next to Russ. “What are you doing?” His brows furrowed as he glanced at me.
“Eyes on the road,” I warned as I pointed out the windshield. I grinned before reaching for the button on his shorts. My fingers worked the button free, and the pieces started clicking together in Russ’s head. When I pulled his zipper down, he groaned in anticipation. “You have to pay attention to the road,” I commanded as I reached into his pants and released his cock. It was semi hard, but as soon as I leaned down and blew on it, it began to harden to full mast. A small drop of precum beaded on the tip, and I rubbed it around with my thumb. “I think you’ll be all better in a few minutes.” I giggled as I leaned forward and licked the tip. With one hand holding the base, I engulfed him in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around before sucking hard and releasing him with a loud pop.
“Fuck, Willow,” he hissed.
I leaned down again, swirling my tongue as I took in as much of him as I could. One hand pumped as the other went in search of his balls. It was like a treasure hunt for me, and when I cupped them, I gave a gentle squeeze. The truck swerved a little, but not enough to run off the road or anything. Russ’s breathing picked up, and I sucked again. My nails scratched lightly at his thighs, causing the muscles to twitch. I pumped harder as I began to bob, letting the tip hit the back of my throat.
