Chapter 10 - Willow
My head spins and my heart races as the ride twists and turns.
I cling desperately to the safety bar, moaning in pleasure as the vibrations increase with every dip.
It’s like he designed the pattern on the app specifically for this ride.
It’s a game of pleasure and fear. My screams mix with the others on the ride, but mine are fueled by passion. This is beyond fucking intense.
Turning to face Mike, I catch him staring intently.
His expression is of excitement mixed with arousal.
He’s loving having power over me like this, and I’m half out of my mind as pings of rapture ripple up and down my body.
I think I read that the ride is three minutes long, but this seems like the longest three minutes of my life.
As our car climbs the steep incline before the biggest drop, the vibrations from the toy speeds up, each pulse electrifying my sensitive clit.
I have to clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle my moans from the waves of pleasure.
I’m on the brink of ecstasy as we teeter at the top of the ride, suspended in balance.
When the toy switches to a rapid pulse, it pushes me over the edge and into a mind-blowing climax.
As we plunge downwards, the sensation against my clit coupled with the exhilaration of the ride propels me forward and I scream along with everyone else as I’m overcome by delight.
One of my hands clutches the bar while my other has a death grip on Mike’s arm to anchor me as I float away into complete euphoria.
There’s a final quick drop towards the end of the ride, and I come again, crying out and trembling with release.
I barely realize when the ride is over and the vibrations have stopped. As soon as the bar rises to let us out, Mike leaps to his feet and leads me away, guiding me to a nearby bench. When he sits down, he tugs me into his lap and cuddles me while I catch my breath.
“How do you feel, Kitten?” he whispers in my ear, his hand rubbing circles on my back.
An aftershock of pleasure makes me shudder and gasp out, “So good. Can’t think,” before burying my head into his shirt and hugging him tighter.
He laughs. “No need to think when you’re being such a good little fucktoy.”
Giggling, I kiss his neck. “I came twice.”
I shiver from delight when he growls in my ear. “Mmm. Maybe I need to get you off one more time before we get home, for good measure.”
About halfway home, he pulls off into a secluded parking lot next to an empty baseball field. I assume he’s going to fuck me on the hood, but once we’re out of the car, he sits down in the backseat so I can ride him.
“Make me fill you full of cum,” he orders as soon as he unzips his jeans open, “and come at least one more time for your Sir.”
Kissing him deeply, I reach under my dress and tug aside the crotch of my panties before sinking down on his cock slowly, enjoying how deliciously full he makes me feel.
“I can’t believe you made me come like that in front of so many people.”
“If only they knew what a good little slut you are.”
Grinding on his cock, I adjust so I’m getting maximum pleasure while getting him off. I love that we ditched the condoms. The connection between us is intoxicating, and I want him to come as hard as I did on the roller coaster.
As I rock against him, I use his words to remind him how naughty I can be. “I’m such a dirty girl, letting my Sir play with my pussy in the middle of a theme park.”
I rotate my hips faster and hold onto the top of seat behind him for leverage.
“Going to make you come so hard,” I groan as he slaps my ass. “Then you’re going to fill my pussy with cum.”
Usually he’s the one who talks dirty to me, but I’m enjoying the freedom of saying whatever I feel like in the moment.
As I fuck him hard and fast, my words get dirtier. “Do you like having a naughty slut like me using your cock? Is this what you want?”
For a second, he seems to have been struck silent, but then his moans tell me it’s time to ramp things up a notch. I feel emboldened and shameless as I kiss his neck.
“Do you like how wet and tight I am? Does this slut make you feel good?” I purr in his ear, still rotating my hips as I fuck him, impaling myself on his thick length.
I don’t know if it’s the thrill of knowing anyone could walk by, or maybe he’s just as caught up in the pleasure as me, but soon he’s thrusting into me hard, panting and gasping as his hands cup my ass cheeks and squeeze.
When I start to bounce harder, I can feel how close he is and I’m eager to send him over the edge.
“Come for me, Sir. I want to feel it.”
He moans at my words, and when I feel his cock pulsate, I chant, “Come for me,” until he erupts.
I feel a swell of satisfaction as he curses and pumps into me a few more times and it’s enough to trigger my own release.
I cry out as my orgasm hits me and I tremble in his arms. I ram down on his cock one final time and stay still, reveling in the blissful contentment that continues to radiate through me until I slowly come back down to earth.
We stay like that for a long minute, bodies intertwined.
With a sigh of happiness and a satisfied grin, I tease him, “You’re such a good little fucktoy.”
He chuckles and kisses me. “Don’t get too used to it. I can still turn you into a mindless little slut whenever I want.”
Mmm, yeah he can. I melt against him, and he holds me until our breathing steadies.
After we snuggle for a few minutes, he gives my ass a love tap. “Let’s get home before I end up fucking you again.”
Giggling, I steal one more kiss before climbing into the passenger seat while he gets out and walks around to the driver’s side. This was the perfect end to a wonderful day, and I hope I get to spend every Valentine’s with him for the rest of my life.
Mike takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. I glance over and see the corners of his eyes crinkle, and for a split second, I think he can read my mind and is responding to it.
We don’t speak on the drive, but it doesn’t matter. It’s like we don’t have to talk to communicate; all we have to do is connect. This is the closest to pure joy I’ve ever felt, and I’m determined to make this last as long as I can.
It’s late by the time we pull into the driveway of his house. We shower together and it almost ends with another fucking, but we’re both yawning, so neither of us try to get the other too worked up. We fall into bed and wrap our arms around each other a few minutes before I zonk out.