I’m so happy everyone liked the first part and my first post in this subreddit. Here’s part two of a naughty and romantic couple. Enjoy!
I looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was 6:00. I sped down the street, still trying to catch my breath. Emily sat up and zipped up my jeans, buttoning the top button. She giggled softly, licking the spaces between her fingers. I shook my head to clear it and sighed, still buzzing in ecstacy. We weren’t far from the waterfront. Already you could see cars lining the streets up and down the roads and, just barely, you could see the lights and the tents of the festival. The sun had begun to dip behind the trees, casting a warm orange glow on the whole city.
“Babe, what are we gonna do at that festival?” Emily asked, applying more lip gloss.
I smiled, turning onto a side road, “There’s that band that you like…uh…’Trouble? at the Ball’. And there’s lots of comfort food, lights, and a bunch of other stuff.”
Emily squealed in excitement and stared out the window, giddy. I found a parking spot a mile or so away from the entrance of the festival. I parked between two other cars on the packed shoulder and turned off the car. I leaned over and tugged her arm closer to me, pulling her into a kiss. Emily’s lips were salty and wet. I smiled as I kissed her upper lip, holding her cheeks in my hands.
“Mmm…I love you cutie,” she whispered quietly, opening the door of the car. She climbed out of the car and slammed the door shut.
“Love you too,” I said.
I climbed out of the car after her and took her arm. She leaned against me as we walked down the street. Lights illuminated the whole street, casting a cool glow on both of us. The light made her look even more beautiful as she strolled down the sidewalks. It took about ten minutes for us to get to the main area of the festival. I bought two tickets for entry and we went through the gate.
There was a large stage lit up by dozens of lights, and on that stage were two ladies with guitars singing their hearts out. The stage was surrounded by people who were talking and singing along to a song I had never heard before. Emily smiled and held onto my arm tightly, dragging me over to a stand that was selling fried dough. She looked up at me with puppy eyes and pointed like a child. My heart melted as I pulled out my wallet, ordering one for her. The man behind the stand handed her a plate and smiled.
Emily laughed giddily and shoved a piece of dough covered in sugar into my mouth. We decided to walk around for a bit, trying to see what was around. There was a lot of comfort food, little shops ran by local residents, wine sellers from vineyards close to the city, and so much more. I led Emily over to the rail that overlooked the lake.
Stretched out before us were dozens of sailboats, yachts, and countless other boats, all illuminated by strands of lights running back and forth along the docks. I pulled Emily close to me, wrapping my arm around her back. With sticky, sugar covered lips, she kissed the side of my head.
“Hey Em, how about we go on the Ferris wheel?” I whispered, staring out at the lake.
She shrugged, throwing her plate into a trashcan nearby, “Can we go see the band first? I love ‘Trouble? At the Ball’ so much.”
I nodded and off we went back to the stage, settling down close to the front. Emily and I intertwined our fingers and swayed back and forth to the music. She sang along loudly, pulling out her phone and taking pictures of us. I smiled and did the same, taking a bunch of selfies with her. I wrapped my arm around behind her and laid my hand on her hip, tracing the curve of her body up and down.
Emily blushed and kept singing, waving to the band members on stage. All around us the crowd was dancing and singing, bouncing up and down to the music. We all laughed loudly, myself included. It was times like these that really made me appreciate all the small things in life.
After the band finished their set, we set off towards the Ferris wheel. I paid for two tickets and handed them to the operator of the ride. Emily and I stepped up into the car next to each other. It was pretty cramped in the car, but the leather seats were pretty comfortable. Emily laid her head on my shoulder and looked out at the lake silently. I pulled her into my side and hugged her back.
Emily tipped her heads upwards and pecked my lips, holding my sides with her hands. I closed my eyes as the car started to move, giving her a loving kiss. In the distance I could hear a new band playing. I couldn’t make out the words but the melody was quite sweet and mellow. We held our kiss, only occasionally pausing for air as we spun around on the wheel.
I pulled away from her and kissed her forehead, laying my hand on her inner thigh, moving it back and forth slowly. Her skin was smooth and soft, like silk. Emily shifted in her seat, spreading her legs apart slowly. She looked up at me with pleading eyes and bit the nail of her index finger in the corner of her mouth.
My hand slid further and further up her leg, stopping when I could feel the warmth from under her lace panties. I pressed my forehead to hers and ran my index finger up and down the fabric between her legs. Emily’s breath became shaky and she grabbed my leg as I gently pulled the fabric away and let it snap back into place.
I pulled my fingers out from between her legs and put them to my mouth, sucking my index and middle finger. With my other hand, I reached between her legs and pulled aside her panties. As I sucked on my fingers I ran my other fingers up and down her warm slit, a little surprised at how wet she was. Emily let out a soft whine as she buried her face in my neck, still clutching my leg.
Just as I was pulling my fingers from my mouth, the ride stopped. We were still hanging in midair, but we were a few cars away from being at the top. Still holding the panties aside with my left hand, I dropped my right hand between Emily’s legs. She shifted so that her back was against the arm rest, laying across the seat. I smirked and curled my fingers, gently rubbing her outer lips with my wet fingers.
Emily closed her eyes, biting her lower lip. I continued to rub her warm sex up and down, feeling the warmth and wetness on my fingertips before I even stuck a finger inside. She licked her ring and middle finger and pulled up her dress, rubbing her pink clitoris in circles, swirling around my fingers. Now that the dim light illuminated her body, I could get a good look at what I was touching. Everything around my hands was devoid of hair, shaved clean and neatly. Emily had very delicate inner lips that were a delicious, rosy color. I spread them apart with my index finger slowly, stopping right above her opening.
Emily covered her mouth with her free hand as she swirled her clit around in circles, stifling a moan. I gently slipped my middle finger into her opening, clenching my toes in excitement as I could finally feel how wet she really was. Emily gasped, pulling her hand away from her clitoris. I faced my palm upwards as I slid into her up to my knuckle. I curled my finger and gently rubbed the roof of her vagina, trying my best to stimulate her g-spot in such an awkward position. I twisted my body to stop my arm from bending too much, now crouched in the aisle between seats. The Ferris wheel moved again, taking us one car closer to the top.
I must have been doing a good job because Emily was squirming in the seat, trying her hardest not to moan too loudly. I laid my head on her stomach and removed my finger, using my opposite hand to spread her lips. From there I inserted my index and middle finger, palm up, and started to thrust in and out, slowly and gently. My fingers were coated in her sweet discharge. As I moved my hands, I felt the vacuum-like tug inside, pulling my fingers. I smiled, curled my fingers and began to rub the roof of her vagina.
Emily snapped her legs shut and her arm shot down, grabbing my hand tightly. I pried her legs apart and continued my motion of thrusting and rubbing, the warm and slightly sticky flesh enveloping my fingers.
“Come on babe, why don’t you show me how you like your clit rubbed,” I muttered, kissing her hand before laying her hand on her pelvis and resuming my fingering.
Emily nodded slowly as we moved closer to the top, the next car from the peak of the wheel. She reached down and pressed her middle and ring fingers against her clitoris, rotating them in a circle. She undulated her hips, pushing her pelvis into me, panting loudly and stifling her moans.
“I-I’m so close,” she whined out, grinding against me harder.
I exhaled through my nose, uncurling my fingers and starting a rapid in and out motion, Emily clenching her eyes shut. The car began to move again, raising us to the top. I watched as drops of liquid splashed around the seat, dripping down her inner thighs.
Emily clenched her legs together and jolted as straight as a board, grabbing a hold of my fingers to stop them from moving. She twisted in her seat, turning onto her side. I knew she couldn’t hold it in anymore. Just as we reached the top of the wheel Emily let out a sweet and satisfied moan, loud enough that I saw the people down below looking up at the cars.
I gently rubbed her clit with my thumb, trying to let her ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. After a minute, it subsided and she relaxed her body. I pulled her upwards and into my lap, much like a child and a parent, and hugged her tight, my head on her chest. Emily leaned against me and shivered, running her wet fingers through my hair. I slowly wiped my fingers on my jeans as we began our descent.
Emily was a mess as I held her close to me. Her knees were wobbly as we weaved through the crowds of people, making our way to the entrance, now exit, of the festival. I looked behind me once more at the Ferris wheel before ushering her out of the gates.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kiin39/luke_and_emily_part_2_of_3