Amy smiled brightly at her friends, standing up as the bus screeched to a halt in front of her house. Her skin-tight denim skirt had risen up her thighs slightly and she smoothed it gently into place along her smooth, well-shaped ass.
"I'll see you tonight, ok?" She grinned again and turned away.
Retreating to her bedroom upstairs, she turned on the radio and began undressing in front of the large open window. A breeze caught her long brown hair, making it spill out across her tan back. Throwing her bra on the bed, she turned toward the window to catch a glimpse of the neighbor's son, who sometimes seemed to be watching her as she changed clothes. Amy didn't mind, though. She liked the thought of him watching. He went to the computer by the window and sat down, where he had a good view-straight into her room. She wiggled out of her skirt and thong, tossing them on the floor. She smirked slightly, thinking of the neighbor boy, who may be expanding in his jeans as she undressed. Amy was a cock tease. She liked to dress sexily and relish in the thought of boys in her school and even good-looking men watching her.
She tucked a towel around her perky breasts and strolled into the bathroom. Amy took her time in the shower, sliding her hands along her inner thigh from knee to pussy as the soap bubbles trickled down her soft legs. After drying off, she turned to the side a few times to check out the sexy curve of her own ass, which she was quite fond of. Her ass was one feature she obviously liked to show off, although the boys at school and around town didn't mind this at all.
She flipped her hair back and walked back to the bedroom, where she squirmed into a nearly transparent white tube top and similarly see-through white lace skirt. Grinning like a she-devil, Amy met her own gaze in the mirror over her dresser-'That'll show them!' she thought wickedly.
After about 45 minutes of primping, Amy was ready for a night with the girls. Her friends, Kelly and Sheila, would be there any time. So with a mist of fragrance and a few seconds of pondering whether to wear a thong, she reached up and grabbed the side strings, pulling them loose with one tug.
At that moment, the doorbell rang, so Amy grabbed her purse and bounced downstairs. Kelly and Sheila were standing in the doorway, each looking quite cute, but somehow missing the mark for 'sexy' with their slightly more girlish frames. Kelly was talkative like Amy and slightly vain about her shoulder-length wavy red hair. Sheila was more introverted than the other two, yet she enjoyed conversation as much as her friends.
"Hi, Amy. Are you ready? The carnival is pretty busy tonight. We drove by on the way here." Sheila held the door as Amy waved to her father.
"Yeah, I'm ready. I hope we don't have to wait long. The line was around the block last night." Amy rolled her eyes, but still felt excited as she walked into the warm night air. The smell of grass and other greenery lingered heavily over the earth.
The fairgrounds glowed red, yellow and blue. Flashing lights, classic rock and a middle-aged woman with a few teeth missing welcomed their arrival. "How many tickets, hon?"
They gathered the tickets and walked away, chattering about the rides that looked the scariest.
"That one looks like a trip to Puke City!" Kelly mused, pointing to The Hammer, a ride with a cage that spins its riders in somersaults.
"Cool, Let's do it!" Sheila countered, always ready for a challenge.
"I don't think so. I'll meet you guys back at the food booths." Amy gave them a friendly push, then headed for the Ferris Wheel.
A muscular, dark-haired man with about three days of facial hair shot Amy a toothy, crooked grin.
"Are you old enough to ride this?" he joked.
Amy smiled, glancing at the bulge in his jeans and wondered how much bigger it would look when aroused.
The man stood close, holding the safety bar back as she entered the seat. He pushed it down toward her lap and jerked on it a few times, making sure it was engaged.
A breeze on her thigh made her realize the whole side of her thigh was exposed and she looked at him to see his reaction before flipping the flimsy skirt down again. A smile still lingered on his lips as he turned away to start the ride.
The Ferris Wheel was Amy's favorite ride, although she enjoyed faster ones, also. She had gone around about 15 times before she started wondering when it would stop. Not that she was worried. It was a hot night and the air seemed cooler so high up. She ended up sitting at the top for a few minutes as the carny let riders on and off. He glanced up at her when he reached the booth. The ride started again.
Realizing that he knew she was still up there, Amy thought to herself, 'Maybe I'll get to stay on for a while.'
His eyes glowed acknowledgement as she swept past the operating booth again and again. Amy felt a flutter in her stomach when the ride stopped each time and she looked down from her seat. Once he paused to grin before starting the ride up. Even when there was no one in line, he started the ride anyway, each time letting her sit at the top, gazing about the city and the woodland at its extremities.
After a long time (Amy guessed about 45 minutes to an hour) her seat swung low to the platform and the carny strolled over to let her off.
"How did you like your ride?" He chuckled. Another man was approaching the gate, wearing a gruff expression.
"I'll take over for your break now," said the second man.
"Ok." He finished helping Amy out of the seat and slipped a hand behind her waist as they walked across the platform to the gate.
"That was fun." Amy asked, "Do you do that for all the girls?"
"Only if they're as pretty as you..." They both knew it to be a corny come-on, but neither one cared. Amy let her hips settle into a sexy strut as they walked toward a bench near the edge of the woods.
