Fingering On The Ferris Wheel [FM]

For our third date Max and I decided to go to a fun fair that was in town. It was a pretty shitty fair to be honest. Very basic rides aimed mainly at young kids, but we had fun anyway. He won me a teddy on one of those fixed ball throwing games, which was corny but sweet.

As most of the rides were for children, the only one we actually went on was the ferris wheel (or big wheel as we call it here in the UK). I’m pretty scared of heights, so even this is a bit of a thrill for me, but I enjoy being scared, I’m a bit of an adrenaline junkie and like to put myself in uncomfortable positions!

We got our tickets and I clung on tightly to Max as the wheel began to take us up. From the top we could admire the expansive view of the fair ground and then beyond. The wind was strong up here and it pulled and teased at our hair. We looked over to each other, our eyes locking and lent in for a kiss. I felt his lips pressing against mine, softly at first, and then with a sense of urgency, his tongue pushing in to my mouth.

By this point we were back down at the bottom and off the wheels cycle and we broke apart as we passed by the crowds at ground level. Max and I had been dating for a couple of weeks and so far things hadn’t gone further than kissing. We had some amazing chemistry and I felt my desire surging whenever I was around him. As the wheel started to rise again, we resumed our kissing and I pressed my body in to his. His movements were becoming more passionate, I felt his wet lips against mine and his tongue exploring my mouth. My pussy began to tingle and I could feel my wetness beginning to soak in to my panties. I rolled my hips, grinding myself against the seat and moving in towards him. We were are the top of wheel again now.

“I want you to feel how wet I am” I whisper in his ear.

He pulled back and looked me in the eyes, raising an eyebrow “oh yeah?”

I grabbed his hand and pulled it between my legs, so that his fingers were pressed against the crotch of my jeans. I moved my hips, pushing in to him and he pressed back, putting pressure on my clit through the thick jeans material.

I was so turned on now, I barley managed to contain my moans as the ferris wheel moved through the lower part of its cycle, passing people at ground level, but Max moved his hand away as we approached.

As soon as the wheel began to move up again I undid the buttons on my jeans and looked to Max, longing in my eyes.

“Feel how wet I am baby”

“Come on, we can’t actually do that out here in the open, anyone could see!” Max laughed nervously.

But there was no stopping me now, my pussy was wet and pulsing with desire, and I was too turned on to stop. I grabbed his hand and shoved it in to my jeans. After a moments hesitation Max gave in, his fingers moved down in to my jeans, though still on the outside of my panties. He could feel my wetness soaking through the soft cotton material and he began to move his fingers in small circular motions over my panties. I began moaning, the sound was carried off in the wind.

As the wheel began is next decent, I was thrusting my hips forward, wanting to feel his fingers inside me. He lent over and pulled my coat across my lap, so that no one could see where his hand was. As we passed through the crowds at ground level he kept his and there, pushing down on me, and I did my best to stay still and quiet as the pressure mounted.

As soon as we began to move up and away from the crowds, Max pulled my panties aside and his finger was running up and down the length of my wet slit. Gently brushing  over my clit and making me shudder. As the the wheel reached its peak, I felt his fingers slide inside me. I gasped and lent my face in to his shoulder to muffle my moans. I felt his fingers thrusting deep in to me. A slapping sound now audible as his hand moved against my wetness, his fingers sliding in and out.

Another moment of pause and having to hold it all in as we moved through the lower part of the wheels cycle. He didn’t remove his fingers, just stopped the movement, so that no one would see what we were doing as we passed. I could feel him inside me, and I kept my hips moving back and forth slightly, unable to hold back.

As soon as we were up and away from the crowds again, his fingers thrust in to me deeper and a shiver ran through my body. He began working at me intently, switching between thrusting his fingers deep in to my pussy, and using his thumb to stimulate my clit. I was getting close to cumming, my moans and gasps were really loud now, being carried off in the air for anyone to hear. My legs were shaking and my body convulsing. I was grabbing at him, pulling him in to me, wanting more more more!

He stopped his movements as we moved through ground level again, trying to keep our activities under wraps. But there was no stopping me, I was too far gone. And my body wouldn’t stop moving, hips grinding, hands clutching at him.

“OK, just be patient, calm yourself” He whispered in my here.

“I can’t, I need to cum” I whimpered back.

As soon as we had cleared the ground he began working on me again, fingers pushing deep in to my slit, pounding at my pussy and thumb pressing hard now on to my clit. It wasn’t long before my body was shaking and I let out a full throated yelp as my body convulsed with an intense orgasm. Threads of pleasure running through my veins.

Through heavy breathes my shaking orgasm began to subside and I came back to reality. Max slowly removed his hand from my jeans. His fingers were drenched in my juices. A long string of my cum stretched from my jeans his hand. He moved his wet fingers to my mouth and ran them slowly over my lips, covering them in my own juices. I opened my mouth for him and he slid his fingers inside, I could taste my own cum running over my tongue and licked and sucked at them. I had just about licked his fingers clean as the wheel came to a slow stop at the bottom our ride was over, time to disembark.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/li22bp/fingering_on_the_ferris_wheel_fm