Driving through the large white gates, Derek was almost aching with nervous anticipation. Yesterday he turned 19, and exactly one year had passed since he made his pact to himself. On turning 18, he gave himself one full year to have sex with someone before he would succumb to the allure of The Amusement Park. He had hoped a year would be enough time for him to really earn his sexual awakening, but now that the time had passed it felt like he never had any time at all.
He had long seen the advertisements on porn websites and such, teasing a "sprawling park ground with infinite possibilities" and "numerous specialty rooms and theme areas," all under the umbrella of sexual freedom. Despite his virginity, or perhaps because of it, Derek had no shortage of sexual fantasies. Drawn to both boys and girls, he couldn't remember when he began dreaming of sex - it was a feeling that was always with him.
He had already saved time filling out the waivers and free-use consent forms online and sending in his at-home STD-Screening, but he decided it would be smart to pull into the line of cars underneath the blue "Information" sign, too nervous to mess anything up as he made his way onto park property. Once it was his turn to pull up to the drive-thru window, he turned his head and was dazed by the two figures standing inside. He saw a stunningly attractive woman with flowing dark purple hair, partially hidden beneath a black sailor-style captains hat. Her eyes captivated him, marked by precise eyeliner and long flapping eyelashes, begging for his attention as his own eyes fought to explore the rest of the sight before him. They broke away and caught sight of her shapely body, hugged by a black leather bodysuit with an unzipped neck displaying her hefty cleavage. The woman leaned out the window, allowing her soft bosom to hang within its latex container, the cleavage her breasts level with Derek's eyes.
"Heyyyy there handsome, welcome to The Amusement Park!" she cooed in an alluring voice that couldn't help but make Derek freeze.
She let out a short gasp as she was bumped forward by the second figure in the window, a chiseled and tall athletic man wearing a superhero-style spandex suit with a cutout between his pecs. The material hugged his abs and arms which rippled as he grabbed the waist of the woman hanging out the window, pressing his crotch into her rear and pushing her forward, her face coming within a hair's length of Derek's. As she gasped he caught a whiff of her scent, an erotic mixture of floral tones and that heavenly womanly musk that always made his head spin.
"I hope you're ready to have a fun-filled stay" the man said with a smile, gazing into Derek's stunned eyes. He could tell the pair was waiting for an enthusiastic response from him, but in his sexually stunned stupor he found himself unable to produce but a stammer. Clearly sensing his nervousness, the woman reached past Derek's lowered car window and gently grabbed one of his arms with both hands, pulling him from the steering wheel to the fully face the drive-thru.
"Someone's excited..." she said in a gently mocking tone, giggling to her male coworker who was sliding his gloved hands over the slippery material around her waist. "Our facial-recognition cameras have picked up that this good boy has already filled out his paperwork at home" She announced.
"How obedient you are" purred the huskier voice of the man whose attention made Derek uncomfortably horny. While inexperienced in all kinds of sexual encounters, he was more comfortable in his sexual proclivity for women. It was only a few years ago that he truly accepted his bisexuality to himself, and had before then shunned himself for looking at boys. "Follow the line of cars through and park at the locker rooms. You didn't select an outfit online so our default has been provided for you, you can find it in locker #336 along with your Orgasm Control Sticker." He continued
"Otherwise I'm sure you know the rules, you seem to be a well-researched boy. Don't try anything stupid because we ARE watching you" the woman snapped, her voice suddenly sharp and commanding. "The only other rule is to have fun" she said, her voice back to oily seductiveness before flashing a wink at him. She grabbed Derek by the chin, turning his head to face the road before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Derek's head spun as the plumpness of her glossy lips pressed into him, the first time he'd ever felt another person's lips in any non-familial context. Before he could relish in the feeling he was snapped out of it by a loud *slap* as the man spanked his coworker, causing her to dart her head around and spit playful disapproval at the sly grin behind her.
Derek gave in to their instruction and began to drive forward, following the long line of cars ahead of him. He had pitched a tent the moment the woman leaned towards his window and displayed to him her marvelous cleavage, but when she kissed him he almost began to ache with pent-up pleasure. Tempted to reach into his pants and start working on himself, he reminded himself of the fantasy world that hopefully awaited him beyond the locker room.
When he parked and began to head inside, he observed the other patrons around him who were headed into the locker room. He saw individuals, plenty of couples, and a few groups of friends or lovers, all giddy with excitement for what awaited them beyond the Park's final gate. The door to the locker room was held open for him by a plump, curvy woman who was following what appeared to be her partner in another woman of similar appearance. Derek thanked the woman who grinned at him in response, delivering to him a feeling not of sexual attraction, but of completely mutual excitement, acknowledging the fantastic thrill that the two strangers held within them.