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Braden’s cock barreled into me, his balls bouncing off my ass, and I cried out to the sound of his sweaty flesh smacking against mine. I felt my orgasm coming. And I felt like it was going to shoot out so hard it might blow Braden out the door.

I needed to come so bad that it hurt. It actually hurt. It ached to be spilled out so bad that I didn’t know if I could take it anymore.

“I’m gonna come,” he warned me.

Don’t you fucking…you better not…

I pulled away from him and pushed him back down onto the seat so I could ride him again. I needed to find my spot before he finished. This time there was no soft practice run.

I gripped his dick and sat on it, burying him in my warm, wet, yearning slit. It swallowed him and then I was bucking again until I found my spot.

It was there.

It was there.

Right…no…yeah…right there.

There.

There.

“Oh my God!” I called out. “Right there. Don’t you fucking move!”

Braden wasn’t even there anymore. If he was talking, I didn’t hear him. If he was in pain or was about to come or was about to die…none of that mattered.

I’d found my spot.

And I was going, going, going…

Fuck, yes…yes…YES!!!!!

I looked into his eyes as I finished and just as I did he pulled out of me, reached for my ripped dress top, and shot his load into it. He crashed against the seat and moaned as he exploded into the black top I’d been wearing earlier that evening.

Hmm, don’t think I’ll be able to return that. Best fifty dollars I’ve ever spent.

Getting off the Ferris wheel was a bit awkward. Three attendants were waiting at the bottom, grinning from ear to ear. I think they would’ve given Braden a high five if I hadn’t been there to see it.

Men.

Then again, if Susie and Jill had been around, they would’ve given me high fives too, ha. My girls. I couldn’t wait to tell them this story.

As we drove back to my place, things were strangely quiet. I didn’t know what this whole thing was. I didn’t think I was his girlfriend. Hell, he didn’t even live in my town.

As I thought about what my life had been for the past five months, I realized it was actually a good place. Sure I’d craved cock like a raging sex-zombie whore. But I hadn’t gone through any of the typical boyfriend/girlfriend arguments.

I didn’t have to watch football. I didn’t have to watch boxing or any of the mixed martial arts shit my boyfriends in the past always wanted to watch.

I could eat sushi if I wanted to instead of chicken wings.

I didn’t have to watch video games but I could play video games myself if I wanted to.

I could soak in a tub.

I could drink wine.

I could text a guy if I wanted to.

I could masturbate alone in my room if I wanted to.

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