An outing with Grace (part 6).

Lunch in the amusement park ripped a hole in my pockets. I only ate a sandwich, for god’s sake! They can’t charge so much for so little! That’s what happens when you only charge an entrance ticket with near unlimited access to everything, I guess. They have to make their money back somehow.

Anyway.

After that, Grace and I went to the pond as we’d agreed. We got on one of the pedal boats and had freedom to roam the sizable body of water for 15 minutes. The pond was big enough that even 15 other boats around didn’t make it crowded. We were surrounded by trees and bushes, artificially planted to give the attraction a more rustic look.

“Do you know how to swim, Oliver?” Grace asked me.

I nodded. “We used to go to the beach a lot.”

“Not anymore?”

“Mom is too busy, and Isabelle… has her own plans.”

“I see. Summer is pretty much over, so we can’t plan a trip to the beach anymore. Sarah has an indoor pool, though. Now, your turn to ask a question.”

Oh, we were back to the questions game. “Um… Do you like to swim?”

“Swimming, not much. Being in the water on a hot day, totally. We spent most of summer in Sarah’s pool.”

Grace, Mila and Sarah in swimsuits, like nymphs on the cold water under the scorching summer heat… I would’ve liked to be there.

“My turn, then?” Grace grew a frightening, mischievous smile. She leaned closer to me and asked, “I’ve been curious about this for a while, Oliver. What are you into?”

Ah? What am I into?

“Er… games and music?” I answered innocently, knowing that wasn’t what Grace meant.

“If you tell me, you can ask the same question back, you know?” she sang. “I want to know what your dark, secret fantasies are. The kind of things you’d want to do to us if there were no obstacles.”

I swallowed. I felt comfortable with Grace. So far she had been really accepting. She wouldn’t… kink shame, would she? “It’s… embarrassing.”

She giggled. “Now you’ve got me even more curious. Come on. I won’t judge.”

“Just… being close to you girls is more than enough to get me excited, but if you’re talking about fantasies… I…” I let out a heavy, resigned sigh. “There’s this thing… Like… It’s only something I fantasize about, okay? It’s not like I expect to ever do this.”

“No excuses. Just tell me.”

“I… wish we could h-h-have sex right here, on this boat, without worrying about people looking,” I admitted, head low and face burning. “I… I sometimes fantasize about just walking up to you and start doing it in the middle of the hallway at school.”

What the hell was I saying? I was getting too carried away! I could’ve just said big tits, or something else. But Grace had asked for dark secrets, and with how well everything had been going so far, I felt comfortable enough to tell her something that weird. I fucked up, didn’t I?

“Oh, so something like normalized free use?” She giggled. “That’s pretty kinky. Not bad.”

W-What? “H-How do you know those terms?"

She shrugged. “I told you I read erotica, right? And I read a lot of it. You find things you don’t normally see in video porn. There’s lots of free use stories, and more people than you think are into the idea of doing it in public while being totally ignored by the world around them.” She grinned. “Yours truly included.”

“S-Seriously?”

She nodded and got closer to whisper in my ear. “I’d very much like to sit on your lap and start doing it right here, with only my skirt hiding how you’re sliding in and out of me.”

I swallowed, and the combination of the mental images in my head and Grace’s hot breath in my ear were making my heart race and my dick harden.

She giggled at my reaction. “Got you excited, huh? But give me specifics. For me what does it is the idea of being free to do it wherever, not so much the idea of being unresponsive or doing it with someone unresponsive. You know, kind of like what we do in the old music room? That’s what I like but I wish we could do it anywhere. ”

Oh. OH! No wonder she was happy to let me touch her so freely! And with us having sex in that room… God, it made so much sense!

I nodded. “It’s about the same for me. But also… You know I’m bad at talking, even worse at flirting. I suppose it was natural to wish I could just skip that.”

“Oooh, I get it. So it’s not exactly free use, then. It’s not that you want to do it with a girl who’s ignoring you, but rather you want to be free to do it with anyone, anywhere.” she asked me. I nodded. “Good! Because I don’t think I could even pretend to do that! You’re too good not to notice.” She laughed. “Who knew she shared such a specific kink, huh? See? It’s good to say these kinds of things.”

“I suppose. But it’s not like we can… do things like that, r-right?”

“Not here, sadly,” she pouted. “It’s one of those kinks you can only ever satisfy in fantasies. Unless you’re willing to risk arrest, that is.”

Wasn’t that the truth? No matter how much the girls let me get away with, doing things in public, with people looking, was just not possible if we didn’t want to get in serious trouble. Doing things in the old music room and making out with Mila in the boutique’s changing room was already more than I ever expected to do in my life.

And yet… knowing that Grace shared a pent up desire with me made me happy, but worse than that, it made me want to fulfill it. And when that thought passed through my mind at the same time my eyes caught a glimpse of one of the attractions in the distance, high up in the sky, my monkey brain came up with an idea.

“Grace?”

“Hm?”

“W-Want to ride the Ferris wheel?”

It took her only a couple of seconds to follow my train of thought. She grinned. “Well, that’s an idea. Not a lot of time, but it’ll work. Are you sure?”

“…” This time I got close enough to whisper in her ear. “…I want you, Grace.”

I felt it. My sixth sense flared up like it hadn’t in a while. It was loud and powerful. I’d hit gold with those words.

Grace looked me in the eyes for a full second, cheeks pink and lips pursed. Then, she pulled me by the collar and kissed me hard, not wasting time on buildup and shoving her tongue inside my mouth immediately. The electric shock to my brain made me move without thinking. I put a hand on Grace’s thigh, caressing her soft skin while pulling her close with the other. In the middle of the pond, it was very possible that people could see us if they were to look our way. But fuck it. We were just kissing, if only a bit too passionately. Grace let out soft, restrained moans, holding onto my shoulder. It was a hot sloppy kiss like she knew I liked, and how I was now sure got her going as well.

She pulled away with a deep gasp, and with her dizzied eyes trying to focus on me, she said, “Let’s get off this stupid boat.”

I agreed. It was a stupid boat.