One Last Spin

The red-headed man, whose name was Pete, crouched at the base of the slide, making sure everything was in working order. The job was simple. Go down the slide once to make sure it felt right, then tidy up the landing zone and check that everything was in working order. So far, the only problem he'd noticed was that they were so short on mats they were using women's uniform shirts as substitutes.

As long as Frank did his job properly and stopped anyone from going down the slide, he had nothing to worry about. And Frank always did his job properly. Pete nodded in satisfaction. It might be boring, but this was the easiest job he'd ever had.

A high-pitched squeal caused him to look up.

A naked woman was coming towards him, legs first.

A moment later they were lying in the landing zone, surrounded by cushions. Pete lay flat on his back, dazed, buried beneath the nude girl, feeling her hair on his cheek and her soft breath on his neck. He wasn't sure what had just happened. It took him a moment to realise that, in the tumble, his pants had come halfway down.

Emily lay on top of Pete, trying to get her breath back. She was conscious of a funny feeling between her legs. A warm, hard feeling.

It felt almost like...

Oh, no!

Emily sat up, covering her breasts with her hands, her hair clinging to her rosy cheeks, straddling Pete with her legs spread. She looked out at her audience, her eyes wide.

She looked down at Pete, who lay there with a dopey smile on her face. His pants were down around his knees, along with his underwear. His penis...

His penis was...

Inside...

Emily whimpered.

She could see the base of his penis. It was inside her. She could feel every bit of its long, hard, hot length inside her pussy, massaging her every sensitive spot. She'd landed right on him with her legs open, and this was the result.

She was stark naked. In public. Riding a stranger's cock. Something that good girls definitely did not do.

She knew she should probably stand up.

But her legs were weak. She couldn't move. She was feeling so shaky from her rides down the slide that she just couldn't get any leverage. She tried to lift herself off his cock, but she only got an inch or so before collapsing back down onto him again.

She heard him grunt. It sent a tingle down her spine.

There was no hope of getting her shirt back now. She couldn't see it anywhere. She'd just have to sit there, with a complete stranger's cock inside her, for a few minutes longer while she got her strength back. And then it would be time for a naked run of shame, and a **** search for somewhere to hide.

She saw the flash of a phone camera, and heard the woman in yoga pants shout "Smile!"