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The Ferris Wheel
by K. Reber (krreber@ix.netcom.com)

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A nice little interlude and the county fair. (MF, rom)

***

The carnival lights and music filled the night. Tiny 
stars dotted the sky and the moon was full, glimmering 
silver white above. The sounds of people and animals, 
from the menagerie, were plenteous, but they hardly 
noticed as they walked.

She carried a paper cone piled high with spun sugar, her 
arm linked through his, laughing as he took some of the 
sweet confection from her fingertips. An overly large 
stuffed pink hippopotamus under his other arm. He'd won 
it knocking over milk bottles, at her imploring. 

"Thank you, thank you," she'd laughed excitedly, 
wrapping her arms around his neck kissing him.

His arms had tightened around her making the kiss longer 
and deeper. She tasted sweet like the sugar she'd been 
tasting. It had lasted until the carnie had whistled 
loudly and the surrounding crowd started throwing 
catcalls. 

He'd laughed when she buried her face in his neck with 
an embarrassed groan, then reluctantly letting her slide 
down to her feet again, giving her one more kiss before 
she chose the pink hippo.

"Oh look," she pointed. "The ferris wheel."

He followed her gaze to the enormous lighted wheel. Loud 
music was cranking out of it from somewhere. He let 
himself be lead over to it.

"Two please," she told the worker.

"Sure," he smiled a toothy grin. "Want me to hold your 
hippo while you ride?"

He set the hippo down by the man without a word and 
helped her into the rickety seat. It rocked back and 
forth precariously when the huge wheel jerked into 
motion. She let out a nervous giggle and held his arm 
tighter. The wheel stopped and moved in an uneven 
rhythm. As they rode higher above the crowd and noise 
into the moonlit sky. 

He felt her hand slip over his thigh, squeezing lightly. 
Her middle and ring finger occasionally brushing over 
the tight crotch of his jeans. 

His hand slipped under her short pleated skirt, over her 
smooth thigh brushing his thumb against the inside of 
it. 

She took his thumb from her thigh to her pussy. Pressing 
it against the slick opening, he pushed it against her 
clit, which stood to attention like a well trained 
solider. 

He wasn't surprised, he'd wondered what she'd been doing 
in the bathroom when they'd stopped earlier, it had 
taken longer than needed.

"You're lucky there wasn't any wind," he murmured 
against her mouth. "Otherwise everyone would've seen."

She smiled a little, giggling. "Lucky them."

He cupped her cheek, bringing her lips to his. Caressing 
his thumb along her jaw and cheek. Shifting slightly so 
more of his weight pressed against her. The chair tipped 
back, she let out a startled cry wrapping her arms 
tighter around him.

They were at the top of the ferris wheel. Stopped, the 
chair slowing down from the unnatural wave they'd 
created.

A loud voice bellowed up to them through a megaphone. 
"Sorry folks, something's stuck. It might be a while 
before we get you down."

"We're stuck," she whispered unnecessarily.

"I heard," he kissed her neck. 

She didn't reply, she wiggled until his arms loosened 
around her a little. Her hand going to his bulging 
crotch. Her fingers opening the snap of his jeans. The 
soft rasp of the zipper in the still night. His breaths 
were coming more raggedly than before. 

He felt her warm fingers wrap around his cock, and he 
saw her Mona Lisa smile when he drew in a sharp breath. 
Her petal soft fingertips petted and stroked him 
torturously slow. Her mouth resting against his, laying 
tiny butterfly kisses all around. Then her tongue 
brushing over his lips. He felt his cock graze against 
her hot moist slit.

With a short kiss, she moved away. Then moved again, 
straddling his lap. He murmured small encouragements 
when she pressed against him, guiding his cock inside of 
her tight wet pussy. He groaned moving his hands to her 
hips, squeezing her round cheeks. Opening her mouth with 
his tongue, tangling it with hers. She rocked her hips 
against his, moving him in and out of her. 

The chair swayed in the erotic rhythm of her hips. Each 
time pressing him deeper into her. She clasped her hands 
over his, her nails biting into his wrists.

He felt her stiffen slightly before she started to come. 
He could feel the walls of her pussy spasming around his 
cock. A small moan from her throat, turned into a 
pleading whimper in his mouth. He moved her hips faster, 
she tightened herself around him. Trapping him in her. 
Her fingers tightening around his wrists.

"Come for me," he tugged on her bottom lip with his 
teeth. "Come on baby, come for me."

Her head tipped back, exposing the slim column of her 
neck, her hips bucking against his. He could the feel 
the tight contraction of her pussy walls around him. He 
was being baptized in her wantonness. He couldn't hold 
back any longer. 

She felt the first of his warm come rushing into her. 
She tightened herself around him, taking it all in. Long 
delicious streams of come shooting into her. She 
shivered when she felt it running down her thighs into 
his lap, onto his jeans.

His fingers bit into her flesh, as his body pulled 
against her again and again. Her eyes opened, looking 
into his taut face. Watching him finish his release.

His head rested against the curve of her shoulder, his 
breath warm on her neck. She kissed his temple gently, 
relishing the pressure of his arms around her.

***

The ferris wheel started again with a jolt. They pulled 
away from each other reluctantly. She straightened her 
skirt and slid over to her side of the chair. He looked 
over at her mouth, while he was refastening his jeans, 
it was swollen from his kisses. She smiled at him and 
clasped his hand as the ride slowed to a stop at the 
platform.

"Sorry 'bout the delay folks," the worker smiled at them 
hospitably. 

They walked away with the pink hippo in tow. 

He slid an arm around her, pulling her close. "Our 
pleasure." Too low for anyone to hear.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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