Chapter 59: Date With Natsumi (4) [R-18]

"Ahhhh! Even though there is no penetration, I..." Natsumi's voice trailed off into a series of moans as she succumbed to the waves of pleasure cascading through her.

The fogged-up glass mirrored the intensity of our act, capturing every expression on Natsumi's flushed face. The air inside the ferris wheel cabin was thick with a heady mix of desire and satisfaction.

I continued to move with purpose, syncing my rhythm with her heightened pleasure. Natsumi's body arched against the cold glass, her fingers gripping the edge of the wall for support.

"I can't believe... it feels this good," she gasped, her voice a breathless revelation.

As the Ferris wheel descended, the air crackled with a heady mix of desire and the raw scent of our intimate escapade. Natsumi's moans filled the cabin, echoing in the confined space. My movements intensified, each grind against her sending waves of pleasure through both of us.

"I'm going to cum, soon, Natsumi. Try to catch it with your hands so that we wouldn't leave any evidence that we did something in here," I whispered, my voice thick with lust.

"...Un." Natsumi, lost in the throes of passion, nodded in agreement. Her misty eyes met mine, a concoction of desire and a hint of mischief.

As the Ferris wheel continued its descent, our rhythm reached a fever pitch. Natsumi's hands, once gripping the wall for support, now eagerly awaited my climax. The forbidden act, the thrill of doing something so explicit in a public place, added an extra layer of excitement to the moment.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. The feelings took over as I hit the peak of ecstasy. "Take it all, Natsumi. Catch every drop," I groaned, the words dripping with that 'I can't believe we're doing this' kind of desire.

With that cue, Natsumi's hands quickly got into position, ready for what was about to happen. When it finally did, warmth spread through me, and I released everything into her waiting hands. Let's keep the details explicit but not dive into too much graphic description – enough to know it was hot and heavy.

Natsumi, with a satisfied yet mischievous look in her eyes, held my evidence in her hands, the proof of our secret escapade. The ferris wheel cabin, now our little den of secrets, dropped down to the ground, taking with it the echoes of our moans and the steamy aftermath of our adventure.

When the ride came to a stop, we shared a knowing glance. The fogged-up windows shielded the explicit scene we just made, leaving behind only the lingering scent of passion and the memory of our uninhibited connection.

Natsumi, with an air of composure, reached for a towel she had stashed in her bag. Carefully, she cleaned her hands, maintaining a level of elegance despite the explicit nature of our recent activities. The cool demeanor she displayed in this moment was a stark contrast to the heated encounter we had just shared.

"Wow, Tsubasa, you really know how to... release, don't you?" Natsumi's words, delivered with a level of formality that could rival a dinner party discussion about the weather.

"Heh, well, when the moment calls for it," I replied, failing miserably at matching her poise.

True to her refined nature, Natsumi continued to clean up with the grace of someone discussing the most mundane task. "Indeed. Your vigor caught me by surprise, but I suppose it's to be expected from a healthy young man." After cleaning her hands, she leaned in for a final kiss.

As the cabin was about to open, we both hurriedly flattened our clothes, ensuring no one would notice the slight crumpling. I put my pants back on, locking away my still eager friend.

"You still don't seem satisfied yet."

"Well, I can manage that all by myself, so it's fine," I said. "Anyway, what do you want to ride next?"

She smiled at me, saying, "Well, it's not like I particularly like amusement parks or anything, so anything you ride is fine with me, Tsubasa-kun."

I half-expected a cheeky remark along the lines of 'What I want to ride is you, Tsubasa-kun,' like Chinatsu might have teased, but Natsumi's response was more in line with her usual demeanor.

"Let's grab something to eat. It's already 8:30. You must be pretty hungry by now, especially after our little adventure, right?"

Smiling with those purple eyes that always brought me comfort, she added, "I sure am quite hungry after that."

As she spoke, our cabin finally opened its door, and the Ferris wheel attendant signaled for us to exit. Hand in hand, we left the cabin and headed to a nearby restaurant.