In the Air

The air grows crisper with the setting sun, my boyfriend’s hand warm in mine as we walk through the autumn carnival together. With my free hand, I pull my sweater closer around me as we look at all the games—ring toss, the water gun, hoop shooting. Between the reddened leaves on the dry grass, the sweet romance of the date, and the special treat he has in store for me… Everything is perfect.

“Are you cold?”

“Only a little, but I’m—”

“Babe, you’re gonna get cold.”

“I’m warm-blooded, I’ll be fine.” “Besides… I think things might be heating up soon.”

He holds up his phone, smirking. Despite being a full-grown adult, I can’t help but blush. He gives me this look as he puts his hand at the small of my back, tracing circles there.

It sends a shiver of anticipation down my back. This carnival date would be completely innocent. Picture-perfect and wholesome… If it weren’t for the toy inside me as we speak, pressing inside me while cradling my clit, pressing against it with every step.

“Is it weird that I’m turned on even thinking about it?”

“Are you kidding me? I’m going to have to keep myself very focused on not getting a hard-on in a crowd full of people.”

“On second thought, can I have that jacket back?”

“Wish I won something.”

“You’ll get your prize. Let’s go to the Ferris Wheel.”

For the time, I turn off the vibrator and wrap my arm around her shoulder, guiding her to the line for the ride. She leans into me, whispering in my ear.

“I don’t know if I can wait to cum.”

“Be patient, baby. Just wait until we get to the top.”

“Holy shit. Baby, I don’t know if I can wait.”

“Be patient. You’re gonna have to keep quiet.”

“God, you’re so mean—Oh.”

“Shh…”

I love watching the way her cheeks flush. How she bites her lip to keep them from trembling. It’s even better than what I’d pictured. Just the thought that I’m turning her on this much gets me so fucking hard. I’m lucky I tucked my cock into my waistband earlier so it’s not visible, because if not, it would be straining against my jeans right now.

We finally step up in line, and I hand the attendant our ticket. At last, we’re in the enclosure.

We settle into our seats and the enclosure lurches forward. In seconds, we’re peeling away from the crowd, lifted into the air. I turn on the “pulse” setting.

“Baby—”

“You can let it out now.”

“Oh my god.”

She writhes in the seat, arching her back slightly. With a look around us, I see we’re out of sight from the crowd and other enclosures. I put a hand up her shirt, feeling her full breasts, covered by the bra fabric. Her hand clutches my thigh, moving up to my cock.

“Fuck…”

She unbuttons the top of my jeans, pulling out my cock. With a look that could stop any man dead in his tracks, she spits in her hand and slowly starts working on my cock, pumping up and down.

“Please, baby, let me cum. Please.”

“Fuck.”

I’m shaking, writhing, and I watch him pull out his phone again and press something. Inside me, the vibrator starts alternating between pulsing on my clit to inside me. I’m fucking soaked, and my hand stills on his cock, unable to move from the shock. Tension builds in my core, and I arch back, needing more.

He reaches under my bra and grasps my breast, twisting the nipple.

“Oh my God…”

“Jesus, you turn me on so much.”

The proof is still in my hand. Although I’ve stopped jacking him off, too turned on to focus on anything else, he’s still rock hard. The vibrator alternates its stimulation on my clit and inside me, pressing right against my G-spot. It builds up in me, and I’m close, but it breaks just enough to keep me from cumming.

“Please let me cum. Please, baby. I’ll do anything.”

I lean in and kiss him, his tongue sliding against mine. Even though it’s just kissing, it somehow heightens the sexiness of the whole situation.

“Baby…”

“Will this convince you to let me cum?”

As we near the top of the ride, I wrap my hand around his cock and lean down, sliding my tongue from base to tip.

“Fuck—”

She takes my cock in her mouth. After a moment, she moves her head up and down on it and I lean back, pleasure wracking me. The lights from the carnival are pinpricks up here. The whole scene is romantic fucking hot, knowing we’re up here, both minutes, maybe seconds from cumming. She makes a slight choking sound as she takes me deep in her throat.

“Shit. Fuck, I—baby.”

“Jesus, you’re perfect.”

I press another button on my phone, and this time, we hear the vibrator buzzing against the metal seat.

She moans with my cock in her mouth and it’s all I can take—watching her bent over my lap, taking as much as she can, is the hottest thing I’ve seen in my fucking life. In seconds, I cum, my vision going white.

“Fuck—”

I cum in her mouth, feeling it hit the back of her throat. After a long moment, she rises up from my lap. I’m still breathing hard, my mind blank. She looks at me with wide, innocent eyes as she wipes her mouth, her lips full from sucking me off.

“Was that okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, you could say that.” “Show me.”

If I thought watching her bent over my lap was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, her opening mouth to me, showing me she swallowed it all takes the cake. I run my thumb along her swollen bottom lip, transfixed.

“You’re unbelievable.”

I run my thumb along the top of her bottom teeth and she closes her lips around it.

“Fuck. Don’t turn me on again.”

I remove my thumb from her mouth with a pop and graze it against her cheek. We stare into one another’s eyes, completely engrossed with each other. The vibrator is still buzzing against the seat. Amazingly, she seems to have grown accustomed to the pattern. I’ll just have to change that.

“Hmm. Baby, I’m—”

The vibrator rumbles low inside me while the part on my clit pulses fast. He reaches again inside my shirt, feeling me up, while the other hand runs up my thigh, pressing the vibrator against my pussy. Briefly, he unbuttons my pants and reaches into my panties. I whimper at the brief contact as he slides his fingers around my entrance. He pulls them out, his fingers slick from me, then places them on my parted lips. I suck them clean.

Eyes dark, he just looks at me and shakes his head as if in complete and utter disbelief.

“Fucking christ. I’m already getting hard again. I almost want to make you wait forever.”

“No, please.”

“Make you pant… Beg for it until you’re screaming.”

“Please. Please let me cum.”

I’m so close. Leaning back, I bounce a little, as if it’s his cock inside me. My legs are shaking. It’s perfect agony.

I love watching her come apart like this, the way her knees press together, trying and failing get more contact with the vibrator. As she subtly strains back, her tits strain against her tight sweater, and I don’t think it’ll be too long before there’s a wet spot on her jeans.

I could do this forever, but I’m ready to see her cum. I want to watch her eyes squeeze shut, her mouth open in that perfect fucking “O” I know so well. I press one more button, putting both the part on her clit and the one in her pussy on the highest setting.

It buzzes against my clit and on my G-spot. It’s so much, too much, I can’t keep quiet. He puts a hand over my mouth.

“Be quiet for me, baby. Can you cum quietly?”

His hand over my mouth, I meet his eyes and nod. Pleasure wracks me.

“Holy fuck…”

She slightly arches back, about to come, and with one hand still over her mouth, I press the other on her legs, keeping them still.

The increased pressure from my legs being together sends me over the edge. The buzzing on my clit is perfect and I—

“Fuck.”

At last, the blurry edges of my vision come back into focus. He shuts off the vibrator with his phone, trembling a little. I think this turned him on just as much as it turned me on, if that’s even possible.

“Oh my God…”

“Can we bring this everywhere?”

“Mmm…”

We adjust our clothes as the ride starts to make its descent. The carnival is in full view again. He pulls me close into him. I feel warm in his touch, boneless but completely sated.

“That really was incredible.”

“Hey, how about trying the ring toss again? I like your odds better this time.”

“Sounds perfect.” Maybe I’ll even win you a stuffed animal.”

“The biggest one possible, please.”