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He had to it admit it, it felt good to be away from his sister, if only for a little while. Not that he didn’t love her, but Alex’s parenting days were firmly in the rear view, and a long day at the amusement park with her kids was more than he could handle.
And then there was Jessica, his sister’s babysitter. Short dark hair, busty, with the kind of firm body Alex adored, curvy but solid. He knew there was a reason she’d asked to come along, and it wasn’t all about helping out with the kids. She’d been eyeing him all day long, and every time she did she caught him looking, first at her ass, then at various parts of the rest of her.
So he asked for a break. Alex told his sister he needed some time on his own, just to walk around and get away, but it really wasn’t about that at all. Ever since his wife had died Alex had been alone, raising two teenagers, going through his own form of modified hell, courtesy of forced abstinence.
But now he was walking. Free. On a fine spring day, at an amusement park – not his first choice, but there were worse ways to spend a day like this. Alex had worked on the boardwalk back when he was a kid, running rides, then a gambling wheel, and his little walk brought back some intriguing memories.
First he walked from one end of the park to the other, just to stretch his legs and get a chance to breathe. As he did he felt the tightness leave his body, until finally he felt almost whimsical, caught up in the playful spirit of the park ,even though he’d never felt that way when he was working there as a kid.
As Alex walked he considered the concessions, the various junk foods that would bring back specific memories, some good, others not so much. But Alex wasn’t really hungry, so he kept walking past the stands. He was back near the beginning of the park, close to where he figured his sister was, so it was crunch time as far as figuring out what to do next.
Then he saw it: the roller coaster. Perfect. He’d run one as a kid, just a little tiny one, nothing like the behemoth in front of him. Not his favorite ride to run, but it did have its charms – the feeling of power when he’d put it in gear back then was almost like driving a sports car, at least that was how he remembered it.
The line was long, but Alex was determined to take a ride. He knew Elena wouldn’t mind, she had a clock in her head and he knew when she would want him back with the kids. So he took a spot at the end, figuring if it didn’t move he’d bail and go back to doing his penance for the day, ignoring the problem of Jessica for the moment.
Fortunately, though, that was a non-issue. The line moved quickly, and they must have had multiple sets of cars on the track at the same time, the throughput was pretty serious. It only took a couple of minutes before he was near the front of the line, watching the kids running it load up, waiting to see if they’d have room for him.
They did, but not in the way he expected. Just as Alex got to the front, the second kid running it was ready to cut him off with the rope. But then he saw the other kid make a motion, they had a free spot, and the kid nodded to him, barely noticing that Alex was a middle-aged man, maybe even a little older than that, and by himself at that.
Then he saw her, in the last car, also alone. In the one they were going to put him in. Long dark hair, late teens, maybe a little more than that, it was hard to tell. He saw the outline of her breasts from behind as he made his way to the car, and the kid waved at him to hurry, they must have been ready to go.
Alex slid in next to her, trying not to think about what he’d just noticed. The kid sort of smiled at the two of them together, and he motioned to them to pull the bar down so they’d be locked in. He was probably supposed to check to see if it was already down, but with this many people Alex knew that wasn’t going to happen.
Then she turned to smile at him, and Alex felt his breath catch in his chest. She was cute, this one, maybe even more than that, with a glint to her grin. He felt his skin flush, and she wiggled a little closer, then pressed against him.
Before he could speak, the ride was underway, the clatter of the car on the tracks burying the gasp he emitted. Alex thought he felt her press a bit closer, just close enough for him to feel the brush of her breast against his arm.
As they climbed the first hill, she made her next move, sliding her shoulder behind his, pushing him forward just far enough so that he could feel more of her breast. As he did, she reached around behind him and somehow managed to loop his arm around her, and she snuggled in a little more.
The effect was intoxicating. Alex felt the skin of her arm, which was soft and smooth, and she leaned her head against his shoulder, brushing his neck with the tickle of her long, sleek hair. He stroked her arm gently, and she turned to him, kissing his neck, barely brushing the flesh with her lips.
Then she reached around him slowly, stroking the back of his neck. For an instant Alex thought she was going to put her arm around him. Instead, though, she slid her hand down onto his thigh, stroking his leg gently as the car veered into the first curve.
After that she went to work. As the roller coaster picked up speed, she slid her hand between Alex’s legs. She started by assessing him, taking in his length, exploring the shaft with her fingers. As they hurtled through the curve, her ministrations picked up speed as well, stroking him, softly at first, then more insistently.
He responded by touching the side of her breast, relishing the soft, meaty feel of it. She leaned in a little, giving him more, and his fingers moved to the nipple, which was firm and distended. She turned her head, running her tongue gently up the length of his neck, then circling Alex’s ear, gently and slowly, the thick wetness of it framed by her hot breath.
Alex was almost ready to let go by the time they reached the end of the curve, leaning into her hand, wanting her to finish him, to let him explode. But she backed off, teasing him, moving her hand instead back to his thigh, making sure it was pressed against hers.
They stayed like that for the next portion of the ride, suspended, each in a state of desire. They were coming to a big climb, and he knew this was where she would make his next move, and Alex pulled her closer, wanting more of her heat against his body.
As they rose, her hand moved again. This time she slid it beneath his jeans, then under his shorts, until finally she had him firmly in her grasp. Alex responded in kind, working his hand under her t-shirt, toward the nipple, and she pushed it toward him, wanting him to feel more of the fullness of it.
At the apex of the hill, they began to stimulate each other in earnest. She seemed to know exactly what to do next to heighten his arousal, easing a single finger up and down the shaft, then teasing him with the long nail. Alex traced the nipple in kind, then gripped it firmly, as if he was about to twist. He felt her gasp, and he smiled to himself, elated to be having a similar effect oh her.
They played with each other as the car descended, the screams of the riders in front echoing around them. They might as well have been the screams of orgasms, but this was their secret, what they were doing to each other, the effect it was having, the inevitable outcome of it hovering in the future.
There was one more huge rise, followed by a giant descent that represented the climax of the ride. Her hand was poised on his thigh, so close, stroking the edge of him with her finger. It was a soft, tender, teasing gesture, one Alex could barely feel, but the subtlety of it gave her so much extra power, and once again he squirmed.
As they slowly climbed the hill, she took him in her hand, firmly at first, then more playfully, teasing and fondling him. Alex moaned, then pushed into her hand, wanting more. He looked toward the front of the train of cars, not believing that no one was watching them, but everyone seemed absorbed in a different kind of anticipation.
When they got to the top, she kissed him again, gently, on the side of the cheek. Then somehow she managed to wriggle around the bar that held them together, so that she was facing him, and she looped her leg over his, so that she was nearly straddling him.
As the descent began, she took his face in her hands and turned him, kissing him hard. Her tongue slid deep inside his mouth, and he felt her hand, working him harder, as her tongue probed. The speed and power of the descent forced them together, and he felt her body against his, as if she were on top of him, or beneath him, becoming one with him. Alex groaned, making a noise he was sure would have been loud enough to be heard in the car in front, were it not for the screaming.
Near the end of the descent she took his hand, firmly and inexorably, and brought it beneath her skirt. She was soaked, of course, and she pressed him against her, forcing him to touch her, to excite her. Alex felt how swollen she was, and he heard her moan, her breath catching, and he knew she, too, was climaxing as the descent ended.
When they were on the ground there was a short stretch before the end of the ride where the car slowed before coming to a halt. Alex tried to regain his composure, zipping up as he gathered himself, wanting more of her, knowing he had to have her. She made sure his arm was still around her as they pulled up to the platform, and he stroked her hair tenderly, her hand remaining on his thigh until almost the very end of the ride.
They got off together, as if they’d started that way, as a couple. She had her arm curled around his waist, and a couple of times she cupped his ass playfully as they walked out. Alex knew his face was beet red, and he looked around sheepishly to see if anyone was watching them, but everyone seemed absorbed in the aftermath of the ride, the excitement, the vertigo, the momentary loss of control.
After they left the ride area they were out in the open, and she leaned into him and gave him yet another soft kiss on the cheek. Alex wanted to turn to her, to take her in his arms, but he knew he didn’t dare do that yet, not with so many people around.
When the kiss was over, she licked around the edge of his ear once again and whispered the question he’d been longing to hear, her breath hot, filling him with desire. Her voice was soft and silky, with just a hint of adult huskiness, just as he’d suspected it might be.