Dear Readers,
Before you read this chapter, I need to take a moment to acknowledge Ms. Peachi Padwan, the primary writer of this chapter. My padwan sent me four wonderful small scenes which I then twirled and whirled, mixing them with my own material and your suggestions to create the chapter below. As you will soon read, several of you, like the peach, were rather creative….
Disclaimer….This sublimely spectacular spectacle of sorted sexual sophistries is simply scribbles from several scribes who seek to soothe the souls of a somber sorority by spreading some seedy sensationalism.
A Free Spirited Romp
Chapter 4: Bertie goes to the Carnival
'A carnival? Eve, must we?' asked V as he stood looking up at the strings of bright multi-coloured fairy lights atop of the fence. On their way to the park, he had been trying to convince her a nice restaurant, which offered some dancing, would be a better date than an amusement park.
'Yes Bertie, a carnival! I love carnivals and they are much better than a stuffy old restaurant." Evey looked at him in apparent girlish delight, her eyes twinkling. 'And stop calling me Evey. Tonight I'm Annie and you're Bertie.'
'Must I be, my love? Could you not think of a different name for me? John or William perhaps or maybe even a nice generic Tom? Any thing would do rather than Bertie.'
Evey looked at him. Was he actually whining? Yes, she thought maybe he was. Well, she would show him. 'Alright, you have a choice. You can either be Bertie, which I absolutely adore, or Wally? Which one shall it be?'
'Do I have any other choices?' he asked, looking hopeful.
'No.'
V sighed loudly and took her hand in his, leading her towards the turn stiles of the carnival 'Bertie it is then.' He glanced at the woman beside him and smiled. She looked like an angel. 'You said we could dine here, Ev…Annie, what does one eat at a carnival?'
'We can have burgers and hot dogs and lemonade, oh and candy floss too.' Her smile widened.
V silently cringed. Candy floss? Candy floss had all the nutritional value of a piece of fluff. 'Fantastic,' he cogitated silently, slightly shaking his head, 'just the type of sustenance every man needs.' But he looked at Evey with her bright eyes and happy smile and his heart heaved. 'No,' he mentally kicked himself, 'you're here to enjoy yourself and give your lady what she wants. This is the happiest you've seen her in months. If it takes eating a hot dog to get her home, then that is exactly what you will do…even if it involves the trappings of damned sticky candy floss.'
Evey's grip on his hand tightened as she dragged him through the dilapidated turn stiles, grabbing their tickets. Following behind her, V eyed the dodgy looking man with a bushy black beard who took their money. Did he just look her up? He thought to himself, wondering how the man had lost his right eye and if he wished to lose the other one. But, before he could contemplate teaching the man a lesson about leering, Evey yanked him away.
Once inside the carnival, her eyes widened and lit up as they drank in the wonders before them. There were thousands of coloured lights and loud and cheerful music ringing out from rusty speakers. There were hundreds of people, young and old, laughing and enjoying themselves. There were rides all over; a huge illuminated Ferris wheel, neon bumper cars, and a pretty pink carousel with dozens of horses. Snaking around all of these was the longest, tallest roller coaster V had ever seen; just looking at it sent a shiver down his spine.
'Have you ever ridden one?' asked Evey, watching him. 'Have you ever ridden any of them?'
V looked around him in awe. 'I have no idea my love, but that one looks interesting.' He nodded towards the roller coaster. 'If you are going to insist on my riding one of these things, I choose that one.'
Evey laughed and lifted herself up on her toes to kiss his cheek. 'Then we shall. It's called the Devil's Revenge.'
V's eyes beamed. 'Do you wish to ride it now?'
With another laugh, Evey shook her head. 'No, let's work our way up to it.' Casting her gaze away from Devil's Revenge, she pointed to some stalls she had spotted in front of them, 'Let's start here,' she said, dragging him, bewildered looking, away from the roller coaster.
'But Annie, my love, can't we ride it now?'
'Come on Bertie, you're going to win me a teddy or two, then you can ride it.' She giggled seductively, tugging at his hand. 'I'm not certain after you get on it, I'll ever be able to get you off again.'
'Oh, I think you will,' winked V, following along behind her. 'In fact, I know you will.'
She looked at him and grinned, 'I meant to roller coaster you pervert.' She could hear him chuckling to himself as she pulled him up to the first stall.
V inspected the stall frowning, watching Evey grin like a little girl. He was not overly fond of these ridiculous games, least of all Test Your Strength. Where was the challenge in this? All one had to do was hit the bell; it was all profit and no prize. But, for the sake of his lady, he was willing to give it a go. Hell, if she wanted a teddy bear that badly, he'd kill the stall attendant for one. But luck was on the side of the spotty teenager supervising the stall; he barely looked old enough to be out after dark let alone in charge of a whole stall on his own.
Evey dropped some coins into the boy's greasy palm and indicated the mallet the adolescent was struggling to lift.
'Come on Bertie, show me just how strong you really are!'
The attendant snigger as she called out his name. 'Yes, Bertie, win the lady a price, if you can.'
"I'll show you, you little git." he mumbled inaudibly lifting the mallet. It was considerably heavier than he first imagined, but mustering his strength, he heaved the block of wood high above his head and with a grunt brought it crashing down onto the worn out pad at his feet. Evey watched with bursting feminine pride as the gong flew up the strength meter, way above average, past superman and beyond Godly. She let go a shriek of delight as the bell dinged and shot up, disappearing into the night sky.
"Wow Bertie, you did it!" she squealed, clapping her hands as the spotted-face attendant got to his feet and gazed upwards in a futile attempt to locate the escaped bell. Behind them, the next couple in the queue stared in disbelief.
'Oi mate,' asked the man, 'how you do that?'
"This happens all the time." Evey explained, turning to the couple and smirking. 'Once he gets it up, you just wouldn't believe how powerful he can be.'
V turned to Evey and smiled. "I believe we win a prize, don't we?"
The dopey teenager grunted something which vaguely resembled English and pointed to an oversized giraffe and a green tiger. 'Pick one lady.'
'Green tiger, I want the tiger.'
Claiming her prize and grasping it tightly, Evey came close to V and licked her lips before whispering in his ear. 'When I get you home Bertie, I'll give you a prize for being so powerful.'
His head whipped around instantly, his blue eyes meeting hers in delight. 'Home? You are coming home?' The excitement in his voice was tangible.
'I meant my flat,' she corrected him quickly. 'When we get back to my flat, you get a prize.'
Disappointment radiated off V in waves as he looked at her.
Biting her lip, Evey took his hand. 'Look dearest, there's more games and we still need to ride the rollercoaster. I still don't have a teddy either. Will you win me another prize and buy me some candy floss?'
'I will,' he nodded. 'Just show me what I must do.'
With a wicked grin, she pulled him to the next stall. 'You're going to enjoy this one Bertie, but I warn you, I always win when I play it. Oh,' she glanced at him, grinning wider, 'maybe I'll win you are prize this time. Do you see one you like?'
V nodded and smiled. 'You, my love. You are the only prize I need.'
Evey blushed wildly and seated herself upon one of the little stools and she patted the one beside her, beckoning him to sit.
"Ok guys, rules are very simple. You use your water gun to fill up that little hole over there." The attendant pointed to the open mouth of a clown a few feet away, whilst handing them their guns. "Whoever gets their balloon to burst first wins, you got that?"
Evey nodded enthusiastically, V slightly more apprehensively. He turned to her and whispered in her ear.
'Guns aren't really me, my love, I'm much better with knives!'
She sniggered as she lined up her water gun. 'But Bertie darling, you are so wonderful when it comes to filling up the little hole and working it till it bursts. You should be a natural at this.'
V looked at her, debating if he were more stimulated or appalled by the filthy things coming out of his Eve's mouth.
"Ok. Ready……GO!" Bawled the stall attendant, interrupting his thoughts.
Evey plunged her finger onto the trigger and squealed as water came shooting out of the gun. Holding it as steady as she could, she managed to get a considerable amount of water into the open mouth of the target. V however, was having no such luck. The trigger of his gun had jammed and after a few seconds of cursing it, water did spill from the end, but in a pathetic dribble that was of no use at all. Unfortunately, due to Evey's comment about filling the hole, he began wonder if the malfunction of his gun was some form of foreshadowing for later that evening.
'Stupid game,' he mumbled under his breath, as he gave up and turned to his lady. After a few more minutes, Evey laughed as her balloon burst, sending glitter cascading into the air.
'Look Bertie, I did it,' she cried merrily as the stall attendant pointed out her choice of prizes. 'That one,' she called out instantly.
'I do not get to pick?' pouted V, 'You said if you won, the prize would be for me.'
'It is.'
'Then why did you pick my love?'
Evey giggled and handed him the stuffed dragon she had chosen. 'I want you to have this one Bertie. It reminds me of you.'
He looked at the dragon puzzled. It was colourful and he liked it, especially since she had given it to him, but how did it remind her of him?
'I have a name already picked out for him too.'
V raised one of his fake eyebrows, 'Wally, I presume, or perhaps Bert?'
'No,' she sniggered, 'George. You know, slaying the dragon, saving England.' She nudged him in the ribs. He could not hide the grin spreading across his face as they moved to the next stall.
The moment they stepped into the queue of the stall, he saw it. The biggest, fluffiest teddy bear of them all. It was easily almost as tall as Evey.
'What is this game Eve?' he whispered to her, keeping his eyes on the bear.
'I don't know, I can't see around those people.' The crowd shifted and they moved closer to the stall. 'Oh, it has something to do with throwing things. See.'
They moved closer and V could see a large, round block of wood. A young man was standing in front of it with a knife in his hand getting instruction from the stall attendant. 'All you need do lad is throw the knife and embed it into the bulls-eye. It must stick for you to win. You get three tries.'
V stepped up next to the boy. 'What do you win?' he asked innocently.'
'One blade, a small prize. Two, these here.'
V pointed to the giant teddy, 'And that one?'
The attendant smirked. 'You have to get a perfect bulls-eye on each throw.'
Smiling, V thanked the man and stepped back behind the youth, watching the boy throw. It was a dismal failure. Next it was his and Evey's turn. He took the knives and held them carefully in his hand, testing their weight and balance.
'These are not balanced correctly,' he said, holding them out to the attendant. 'May I use my own?'
The attendant looked at him, 'No you can't. Are you going to throw or what?'
V nodded, taking all three knives by the tip of the blade and pulling back his arm. He turned and winked at Evey. 'That bear is yours my love.' Moving his arm forward, he let the blades fly, watching them as they twirled through the air and embedded themselves in the dead centre of the target.
Evey squealed and threw herself into his arms, while the attendant looked at the target in awe.
'You better slow down Bertie, you're going to need some of that strength for later.' She whispered, licking her lips as she pulling away from him.
V looked at her and smiled, feeling scorching sexual heat radiate from her lithe body in waves. He could barely wait to get her home to do all manor of things to her. 'Oh? Does winning you a rather large bear mean I receive something special in return?'
She laughed as the bewildered attendant handed her the giant teddy. 'You better believe it does buster, just you wait.'
Tottering off in front of him with her tiger and bear, she slightly wiggled her derrière as she walked. V kept his eyes firmly fixed on that perfectly pert backside, all the while imagining what he would do to it when they retreated back to the privacy of her apartment.
"Come on, Ferris wheel's next." She giggled throwing a glance over her shoulder, her rosebud lips parted ever so sensuously and she licked her lips. She was no mere woman; she was a temptress, the mistress of seduction, and the goddess of all things sexual. V followed like a slave, bound to her with absolute lust and tormented passion.
'Annie, my love,' he called after her. She turned and he pointed to the stall of candy floss. 'I believe you requested some of this?'
As they queued for candy floss, V could not help but to flick his gaze over a particularly amorous couple a few feet ahead of them. They really were all over each other, moaning and grinding their bodies together. The greasy looking teen had his hand wrapped around the skinny girl, caressing her back and bottom. They were kissing wildly, oblivious to anyone else around them. 'Young love,' he thought. 'A carnival is perhaps not the most suitable place for them right now…a bedroom…but not a carnival.'
Evey cast her eyes over V's face, she could see him staring at the tangle of people before them, but she did not know what he was watching. Raising onto her tip-toes she saw what had his attention and whispered into his ear, her breath hot upon his skin, sending him wild with desire.
"Don't worry it's your turn when we get home. And I promise you…it'll be much more than heavy petting!"
Blushing wildly, he paid for the floss and they headed towards the Ferris wheel.
VEV
"It's so quiet up here Bertie; we could almost be alone…" Evey hushed. She was wedged in the small carriage between V and her bear. In her hand she held her tiger, while his dragon was sitting beside him in the seat.
"Indeed…very private," he smiled.
"Just think of all the things we could get up to up here, no-one would even see." Her eyes twinkled with naughtiness, her breathing low and lustful. "We could christen this carriage right now…" She began to slide her hand up the inside of his leg, caressing it slowly.
For a moment, he shut his eyes, enjoying the administration of her hand. Then he heard the voice of the small boy in carriage above them. 'Mummy, what is that woman doing to that man?'
Instantly, V's hand rushed to meet Evey's, halting its advances.
"As much as I would like to continue this, my dear, we are over a hundred feet in the air and this thing is already rocking without us adding to it! You, my little coquette, will have to wait till I get you home."
Evey pouted slightly, almost sulking, but then the carriage rose, making it the highest on the ride.
V moved his hand away from hers, but she was determined it would advance toward its goal. Through the material of his trousers, Evey could feel the flaccid member she longed for so badly, the very thing that was making her ache. She rubbed her hand slowly, but firmly, over the bulge. She was becoming more and more aroused as she felt it hardened beneath her touch. She squeezed it firmly, enjoying watching V squirm in obvious delight.
'Evey,' he hissed.
She squeezed him harder, stroking him more intently.
Unbeknown to the amorous pair, their ride was coming to an end and the carriage was being brought down so they could disembark. Shaking his head and plummeting from the lofty heights of pleasure, V acted quickly so as not to arouse suspicion.
"Evey give me your bear!"
"But…it's huge!"
"Just for a moment, just till we get off this ride!" He nodded his head down towards his groin.
Evey let slip a tiny giggle as she gazed at his very prominent erection. Wriggling closer against him, she was just in time to hand the bear over as the ride attendant lifted the bar and allowed them to leave. He shot V a disapproving look as he watched him carry the bear in front of his waist. Evey could barely contain her tittering as she walked swiftly away from the ride.
When they were a safe distance away, V grabbed her arm with his free hand and turned her around to face him.. 'You started this,' he growled low in her ear.
Tightening his grip, he marched forward dragging her with him. He headed toward a group of small tents which seemed to have no one around. Ducking his head he pushed Evey into the first tent they came to, releasing his grasp on her.
'Fortune tellers,' she said, turning to face him, but he was upon her, moving far faster than she could imagine. His hands were all over her body, feeling her everywhere.
He grabbed at her backside, clutching it firmly. 'I already know your future Evey Hammond, and it involves a great deal of shagging.' He growled before casting his hands up her blouse and over her breasts, lingering over her erect nipples. His excitement was so intense it was becoming painful as he slid his hands down to her jeans and began unbuttoning them.
A filthy smile crept over Evey's face, and with hurried hands she rushed to free his erection straining for liberty. He was so incredibly hard, he was wet as she wrapped her hands around him, stroking and caressing the part of him she adored the most. V had succeeded in unbuttoning her pants and proceeded to slide them down her soft long legs. Catching sight of a long wooden table and crystal ball beside them, V whispered into Evey's ear.
'Turn around...'
She grinned and turned to the table, gripping it firmly as she instinctively bent over it, almost breathless with desire and longing.
'Can you see into the crystal ball?' V asked breathlessly as he positioned himself behind her and ferociously ripped her underwear away, flinging them to one side. He was so overcome with lust he could abstain no longer. With a violent shove he plunged himself into her.
Evey had to use all her power to stop herself from screaming out in sheer unadulterated pleasure as he began to plunge himself repeatedly into her. With ferocious thrusts, he rocked himself against her, pushing deeper with each movement. It felt like bolts of electricity coursing through her body, making her feel sure she was going to explode.
He continued his assault upon her body, ramming harder and faster with renewed vigour. Through clenched teeth, Evey moaned all but a decibel above silent through fear she may be heard. She tightened her grip on the table till her knuckles turned white from the pressure. The crystal ball was moving violently from side to side and finally slid to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces.
From V escaped small guttural grunts and groans as he grasped Evey's firm flesh with all his strength. The ecstasy became all too much and the tryst came to a climatic crescendo. V felt a white-hot fire leaving his body, the relief washing over him as he felt dizzy. Evey moaned in utter delectation as she imploded and her insides catching fire.
"I want more of that when we get home…much more." She heaved, catching her breath and pulling up her jeans.
"Later my dear…later." V replied with a smile, adjusting himself and replacing his belt.
No sooner than had they righted their clothing, then a large stocky man burst through the flimsy tent door. He was shaped like a barrel and was wearing a filthy white vest top and had a considerable amount of teeth missing.
"Oi! What you two doin' in 'ere? You're not supposed to be in 'ere…go on…sling yer' 'ook." He bellowed, belching at the end of his sentence.
"I am sorry, I do apologise, we were looking for the fortune teller." Evey piped up.
"She's o'er other side of the carnival." The rotund man replied.
Grabbing V by the hand, Evey grabbed their prizes and hurried out of the door. "Come on Bertie…lets go."
The fat man sniggered as left and stumbled out into the open. Evey clung to V's arm tightly, giggling at nearly being caught. Although he found the situation less amusing, he couldn't help let slip a slight titter at the prospect of being discovered in fa grande.
"Come on you…lets get something to eat, I'm starving." Evey whined, once again dragging V behind her.
VEV
"I refuse to put that in my mouth!"
"Oh go on, it'll just slide in and you'll love it!
"No, there is simply not a chance that is going any where near my mouth! I don't know where it has been!"
"Oh don't be such a wimp, here…just pop it in…just a little bit…"
"NO! It's quite frankly disgusting, no!" Moaned V in horror.
"Alright you spoil sport, more for me then!" Evey said, digging her plastic fork into a small tub of jellied eels. She popped a piece in her mouth and chewed, making exaggerated moans of enjoyment. V felt his stomach turn as he watched her eat the most foul food ever conceived, he wanted to retch.
"How can you eat that? That is truly horrendous." V watched in utter dismay.
"Easily, it's one of my favourite foods. A delicacy here in London, you should know that!" she laughed, enjoying watching him squirm as she ate.
"I am certainly not kissing that mouth now you filthy little creature!" V proclaimed, brushing a tissue over Evey's lips.
"Well, you'll just have to find other places…other lips to kiss won't you?" she smiled, her eyes glinting with passion.
V took a bite of his hot dog, trying hard to ignore her innuendos. 'After we digest this revolting meal, my love, can we ride the roller coaster?'
'We can,' grinned Evey. 'But under two conditions.'
'And they are?' he asked, wiping mustard from his mask.
'First we ride the bumper cars and carousel, and then the moment we get off the roller coaster, we go back to the flat and get off.'
V smiled and took a drink from his pint. 'Finish your food my love, and let us find these rides immediately.
Evey laughed and dropped her jellied eel into the trash.
Authors Notes
First, and foremost, a bow to Peachi Padwan and her wonderfully, creative, dirty mind, especially for the sex scene.
Next, both Peachi and I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and will take a moment to drop us a review.
Likewise, I am once again taking suggestions for the next chapter (Which is the last chapter of the romp) So, seriously, if you have suggestions, I am listening….. though I must ask some individuals to remember this story is just for fun and is being written to cheer up a friend. It is not meant to be a literary masterpiece, nor is it meant to be anymore than what it is.
