Kyle tugged Kara along by the hand through the County Fair Midway, a huge grin on his face. Kara followed, her eyes wide with anxiety, her free hand holding the skirt of her short sundress against her thighs. The sun had just set and the sky was still streaked with pink and orange. The lights of the carnival rides flashed brightly and peals of laughter and screams of ride-induced fear pierced the night over the persistent sounds of the clashing music from each of the rides.
"Come on, darlin'!" Kyle insisted. "I want to ride the double ferris wheel."
"I know. But they freak me out," Kara shouted, trying to be heard above all the bustle of the rides and games.
"Don't worry, baby. You'll be fine."
"But have you seen the people that run the rides? They're so... Some of them look drunk or like they're on drugs. And they look like they smell terrible. How do we know they're maintaining them properly? They're complex machines. One little thing goes wrong... Skipped maintenance..."
"Come on, Kara! It'll be fun. We'll be able to see the entire fair from up there," he wheedled. "Can't you chance it? Just this once?"
Kara stared up at him, mute.
"Please, baby?"
"Oh, okay," she relented. "Just know it's under protest. If we get stuck up there for the whole night, don't blame me!"
Kyle threw his head back and laughed as he pulled her up the ramp to get in line. He pulled her body against his and draped his arms around her waist, leaning down to give her a sensual kiss. She felt his hands slide down her hips and cup her ass through her skirt and then start to tug up the loose fabric.
"Seriously, Kyle," she hissed, holding the skirt down against her butt. "You don't need to give every man, woman, and child here a view of my bare ass."
"Mmmm," he hummed, a lazy grin on his face, "I don't
need
to, that's true.
"But those teenage boys behind you would admire the view of your perfect ass and pussy, no doubt," he leaned in to whisper in her ear before giving her another kiss, his tongue playing with hers. She moaned into his mouth.
Once they were at the head of the line, Kyle walked over to the ride operator and had a quick conversation ending in a handshake and the man eyeing Kara with a leer. Then it was their turn to get in the tiny ferris wheel gondola and Kara could do nothing but grip Kyle's hand in fear.
"Have you ever been on one of these before, baby?"
"Yes. And I hate them," Kara said between clenched teeth. "I don't mind regular ferris wheels, but these double ones... There's that point when you are on the top wheel and it's spinning and at the same time the whole thing is spinning? And you go past the top and your stomach drops? I HATE that feeling."
"How can you hate that feeling," Kyle asked, his eyes dancing. "That is exactly how love feels. Like you're falling."
Kara's eyes widened and her lips parted, but before she could respond, the ride operator closed the lap bar and they were moving. Theirs was the last gondola on that wheel so the big boom rotated on the center axis and they found themselves slowly spinning at the top.
"I haven't been on one of these in years," Kyle shouted joyfully. "They don't run them much anymore because they take two big rigs to move them and a bunch of people to run them."
"I rode one at the State Fair when I was a little girl. I was petrified." Kara clutched Kyle's hand, clearly fighting panic.
Their wheel continued its leisurely spinning while the lower wheel was loaded with passengers. Kyle pulled her against him by her clutching hand and planted his mouth on hers, eliciting another moan from her. He kissed her across her cheek until his mouth was against her ear.
"Uncover your tits," he growled, his breath hot on her neck.
Her eyes darted around and she assured herself nobody could see her, but she still turned pleading eyes on Kyle.
"You knew when I told you to wear a dress with no bra or panties that I'd have... expectations," he said in her ear and then pulled back with a grin and an arched eyebrow waiting for her.
Again she looked around her and then shrugged the thin straps of her sundress down her shoulders, exposing her pale breasts in the glow of the ride's neon lights. No sooner had she pushed down her bodice then Kyle's left hand was gripping her head by her hair, his mouth was sucking and licking her right breast, and his right hand had tugged the skirt of her dress up to her waist, exposing her bare pussy.
Soon Kyle's hand was strumming her clit and Kara was keening out her pleasure when the main boom started rotating again. She gasped in fear, although it wasn't clear to Kyle whether she was more afraid of the motion of the ride or the potential to be seen mostly naked as their small wheel swung slowly towards the ground and the line of people waiting their turn for the ride. Rather than help her cover herself, Kyle redoubled his passionate laving of her breasts and thrust three of his fingers inside of her, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit as they swung around the bottom of the circle and back up into the air. As their gondola reached its zenith and started another descent, Kara moaned and rocked her hips against his hand. As the boom moved faster through its second rotation, Kara screamed out as Kyle brought her to climax at the same time as the ride made her feel weightless as they fell towards the ground. Kara's body went limp as the boom circled them through another orbit. Kyle moved his attention to her mouth, kissing her through another heart-stopping rotation, then they felt the ride start to slow. He pushed her skirt down over her thighs and leaned in to pull her bodice back up to cover her breasts. Kara watched him, her eyes glazed and her body trembling. He returned her gaze with a smirk on his lips and mischief twinkling in his eyes.
"That was beautiful, darlin'," he said, his lips twitching. "I am so fucking hard right now. I really need to fuck you."
"Damnit, Kyle," Kara whimpered as their gondola finally slowed and came to a stop so they could get out. The ride operator unfastened the lap restraint and gave her a leering wink, causing her to blush. Kyle just laughed at her discomfort and offered her his hand to help her stand after he leapt up. Kara could hardly walk, still weak from her orgasm, and leaned heavily on Kyle for support as he guided her away.
"I would really like something to eat," Kara said. "I can't deal with any rides for a while."
"And I really need to sink my cock into your tight little pussy," Kyle growled. "After that I'll feed you whatever you want."
He dragged her into the darkness beyond the bright lights of the carnival into the shadows where the generators hummed, heavy power cables snaking across the ground. He leaned with her against the side of a truck and kissed her hard and insistently. He tugged her dress up and had it up and over her head before she even registered what he was doing.
"Oh God, somebody will see me," she cried, trying to get her dress back from him.
Instead of responding, Kyle leaned in for another kiss, his tongue dragging across hers. She moaned into his mouth and sucked on his upper lip. She felt him reach down and free his cock from his clothing and then his hands were on her hips, lifting her onto him. Kara called out his name as he filled her completely. He pressed her up against the truck and held her there with his body weight while he adjusted her legs around his arms, opening her wide. He lifted her and dropped her down, lifted and dropped, lifted and dropped. She grunted and moaned with each penetration, soon his breath came short and ragged.
"Come on my cock, baby!"" Kyle ground out between clenched teeth.
Kara whimpered, moaned, and trembled through her release. Kyle thrust her hard against the side of the truck to bury himself as deeply into her as he could reach and let out a long moan against her neck as he emptied himself into her. He held her there for amlong moment, kissing her with much less urgency before gently setting first one foot, then the other, down on the ground and lifting himself away from her. Kyle leaned down and plucked her dress off the ground and handed it to Kara. He watched her intently as she pulled the dress back on and adjusted it to cover her.
