Last Ride of the Night

Kimberly bounced her body up and down in the back of the line for the observation ferris wheel. She had difficulty seeing over the line in front of her, but she could tell that she was getting close to the front. Soon the last party entered into one of the gondolas, and she was left alone as an empty gondola opened in front of her.

“Going all alone?” the attendant asked.

“Yeah, just want to see the city from above,” she smiled as she handed over her ticket.

“Well, enjoy your ride.”

She stepped into the gondola and let her ample backside impact the cushion as she settled in for what she hoped to be a relaxing ride. However, as the attendant went to close the gondola door, the sounds of thudding feet interrupted them.

“Hold up!” a booming voice called.

The attendant paused as a well-built and towering man offered his ticket.

“Enjoy the ride, sir,” the attendant said as they ushered him through.

“Thank you,” the man called back as he dropped his hulking form onto the bench across from Kimberly. As the gondola finally started moving he said, “Sorry for holding you up.”

“It’s fine,” she said as she looked out the window to avoid staring at the muscles that were ill-concealed beneath his t-shirt.

“First time riding the wheel?” he asked as he similarly made an effort to take in the view of the city and not of the breasts that strained against her blouse.

“Yeah. This is the first chance I've gotten since moving to the city. You?”

“I used to come all the time when I was a kid. Then life happened.”

“I know that feeling…” she trailed off into an awkward silence.

As the gondola reached the apex they both found themselves moving to the main viewing window to better view the rivers of light that made the city at that hour. Kimberly kneeled on the bench as she leaned close to the window. He came up beside her and put one hand on the backrest and the other on her back as he leaned in.

This gesture of shocking intimacy startled her before sending an odd shiver up her spine. She couldn't pursue the things she was feeling. She just met this man, and, although he was quite the monument to look at, she didn't even know his name.

With a sigh she accepted this fact as the gondola began to lower before suddenly stopping.

“What’s happening?” she asked.

“I don't know,” he responded.

A voice came out of a speaker and said, “Our apologies, guests. It appears there's been a malfunction in the control panel. We'll have this resolved shortly.”

This pause may have been brief, but for the pair it felt like a tortuous eternity. The view outside quickly lost its splendor as they snuck continued glances at each other's bodies. They tried to find amusement in their phones, but found that distraction lacking.

Eventually she noticed the rising wood straining against his pants. Without thinking, she blurted out, “You want me to help with that?”

“What?” he stammered even as he knew exactly what she meant.

“This,” she said as she doubled down and grabbed onto the shape of his shaft.

“Yes,” he grunted almost beastialy.

She smiled at him as deftly fished his cock out revealing what was ultimately an average sized member though perfectly shaped.

She ran her hand along its length as it burned like fire in her grasp. She let some of her saliva drip to act as a lubricant and soon had a glistening throbbing cock in front of her. Not waiting another moment, she shifted to the ground in front of him as she began to suck on his tip. As her shoes were kicked to the wayside, she began to work her way down his length while the sound of her slurping filled the gondola. As she took him to the base, his throbbing meat filling her throat, she managed to remove both her panties and pantyhose in one quick motion.

As she rose to her feet, she leaned into his ear to whisper, “Don’t worry. I’m on the pill~”

But as she went to mount his lap, he grabbed onto her waist, “If that’s the case~”

Before she could react, he had her flipped around with her back against his chest. With a maniacal chuckle, he hooked his arms beneath her knees and pulled up till she was in a full nelson position.

As he roughly shoved himself inside her soaked pussy, she loudly and openly moaned. Soon she was stuffed and stretched by this perfect stranger. As he pounded away, she looked to see her reflection in the far window and realized she couldn’t think of a better way this night could have gone. Her breasts bounced freely as her bra gave way to the **** it was never meant to endure. After what felt like a blissful hour, though in reality a few short moments, she was sent squealing over the edge as she had her first orgasm of many, clenching around his shaft.

Despite this, he kept at it until her brain blanked from all the pleasure. Once her eyes were rolled back and mouth was hung ajar in an endless torrent of moans, he finally bucked up in one final thrust and filled her up with what felt like a liter of cum.

Gingerly he pulled her off, even as her body worked to milk him, and laid her out on the bench beside him to recover. Slowly but surely she came to.

“You’re not half bad,” she muttered, her throat a little dry from the exertion.

“Same can be said for you,” he smirked right back.

Before they could say or do anything else, the wheel started moving again. In a rush, they picked up and fixed up their clothes, and gave their hair a quick hand brush in a **** attempt to make it look like they didn’t just have sex, even if the scent still hung heavy in the air.

After returning to the ground, they received many apologies from the staff, before going their separate ways. After a few hours, Kimberly had a satisfied chuckle upon realizing she never even got his name.