Her Viking's Desire by AJ Tipton

Author:AJ Tipton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Savvy Storytelling, LLC

This time, Erik made sure to change out of his costume before going to see Siobhan. Part of him wondered if they'd ever get to the point where she'd look at him with a sexy pout and say,

"Tonight, keep the costume on…"

But he couldn't tell if the idea was arousing because of a personal fetish, or if he simply found everything she said sexy. He hoped it was the latter. After a millennia, he'd hoped his subconscious and his conscious brain were on better terms than to suppress something so interesting.

The sun had set hours ago; the last revelers stumbling home from the Ice Palace. Even the teenagers trying to eke out a few more desperate moments of make-out time in the shadows had finally departed back to their poster-plastered bedrooms.

He walked past the darkened arcade sign and smiled. He was never going to be able to look at that attraction the same way again. All day the whole park had sparkled with promise. Every surface transformed into a possible rendezvous spot where he could feel Siobhan come undone around his cock.

The arctic fox ride on the carousel was lean, but long enough for two. He could easily imagine having Siobhan tie him up with his back against the central handle rod and his hands above his head. Then Siobhan could sit in front of him, riding him with abandon as she grabbed the long pole for balance. Her breasts would bounce to the force of her ride, helped along by the smooth motion of the carousel.

The bumper cars would be more of a challenge. She would have to wear a skirt--perhaps the same one as from her office? The tweed looked good against her pale skin--without underwear. The angles might be tricky, but the hours had blissfully passed as he considered the logistics. He could sit behind her, pressed tight against the back of the car's bench to make room for her in his lap. As they settled into place, she could guide his dick into her soft folds until he was inside her from behind. Impaled on his dick, she'd drive in the endless chaotic circle of cars, shifting her weight ever so slightly until he'd go mad needing her to increase the pace. He could inch his hand around her smooth thighs to massage her clit under the guise of helping steer, press her breasts against the wheel so the car squealed its horn in time to his thrusts. If they kept the movement subtle, maybe they could get away with it during business hours, unnoticed in the crowd.

The Tilt o' Whirl wouldn't do for more than a bit of mad groping; it would be even worse on the large roller coaster. The cars moved so fast, he could too easily imagine a sudden jarring motion causing an injury to sensitive areas. The hanging swings were each individually too far apart, but…his steps slowed.

The Hall of Mirrors...

Erik hadn't seriously considered that particular attraction before. He'd walked past it nearly ten times today without giving the old-fashioned hall a second glance.

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