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“Ten minutes, pal!” yelled the voice of the attendant down below.
“Twenty bucks for ten minutes? I feel honored,” I joked.
“For you, doll, anything.”
I spread my legs trying to calm my nerves and stop the rocking of the basket. I held onto the ceiling. Braden reached up and pulled my skirt off.
“I wanna leave the shirt on, okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, of course.”
He pulled off my panties, then stood, slid his pants down to his ankles, and put my ripped up dress top beneath him.
“I’ve been waiting for this,” he said as he gripped my waist and pulled me towards him.
Me too.
Maybe I should have said it but I didn’t. It just seemed better letting the silence linger. He knew. I didn’t need to say it.
I climbed up onto the seat on my knees and straddled him. I was raised up so that the folds of my pussy were just over his hard cock. I gripped the caged wall behind him.
I got nervous. Not because of the ride but because I hadn’t had a penis inside me for five months. This was going to hurt even with all we’d done to lead up to this moment.
“Go slow, okay?” I said.
This time he didn’t answer. But he understood.
I let go of the cage with one hand and reached down to him. I grabbed his member with my thumb and a few fingers to steady it. It was definitely hard enough. He had a big head and that was what worried me most. That had to make it inside before the rest of him could.
“Fuck me, Mandy,” he said.
I moved his penis around in a small circle, dampening the tip of it with my fluids. I was wet, sopping wet at this point. I touched my clit with a finger and almost lost it again. It was still so sensitive from his earlier ravaging of it. I touched it again. I needed this horniness to take over.
“Play with my clit,” I told him.
And he did. He licked his fingers and reached between my legs, taking my button between his fingers and pressing it. His fingers stuck to my clit and when he pulled them away my legs shook again. I was so tender.
He knew my body already. He knew what I wanted. What I needed. And the whole time he was touching my pussy I was spreading my juices and his pre-come over the head and down the shaft of his cock.
My clit stuck to his fingers and released again and again and then I was too wet. His thumb rolled around in my dampness and then moved to the opening of my pussy, playing with it a little. I’d been waiting for my horniness to kick in and take over.
And it did.
My breathing picked up. His dick was wet and slippery just the way it needed to be.
I touched it to the soft, swollen opening of my pussy and just the feel of it there was almost enough to make me come. It had been a long night and my pussy had been craving Braden’s cock for hours. It was time. His head pressed against my hot, soaked spot.
He was so hard that I couldn’t feel a bit of slackness. It was harder than I’d felt it at any other part of the night. He wanted to be inside of me. To fuck my pussy. To make me scream from way up here on the Ferris wheel.
Oh I’m definitely horny enough now.
I held his cock tight in my grip and pressed the head gently inside of me. It didn’t go at first. It got stuck at the opening. Even with all my juices flowing I wasn’t completely ready for him to be inside. I sat, just barely, down on it, and kept moving it in circles until the head was right where it needed to be.
Braden started to thrust upward a little, eager to sink himself into me. I knew that was coming. It was normal.
“Don’t move,” I warned. “Not yet.”
I pushed down, and it hurt, the head was bigger than the hole it was entering through. It stretched me a little and it hurt but I began to like it. I pushed a little harder. I’d be sore tomorrow but that I could deal with.
