(As requested by mushofpudding...)

#4: AT THE CARNIVAL

Zed woke up the next morning, entangled in his sheet and in Addison's limbs. Her head was resting on his chest and, in order for them both to fit on his bed, they were snuggled together. She had the softest smile on her face as she slept, which made him smile. 'She's so adorable,' he thought, letting his hand caress her hair. 'I could get used to this.'

Woah, wait. He did not just think that. There was no 'getting used to' waking up with her and giving her soft kisses awake, making her breakfast and—no, none of that. They had both been very clear about no feelings. It was just experimenting with sex, nothing more. Though, he couldn't deny the fact that she was...beautiful. 'Fuck! Stop that! No feelings!' he scolded himself, shaking his head. He let out a sigh, sinking back into bed. He could use a few more hours of sleep anyway. Cuddling with beautiful, fun, Addison, who looked so adorable and peaceful while she slept.

He closed his eyes, melting back into his bed, only to be disturbed by his door opening as quietly as possible. Zed peeked an eye open, lifting his head a little to see his roommate, Julian, walking in. Zed blushed, pulling the blanket up to cover Addison.

Fuck, it was Sunday. He forgot Julian would be back, and now Addison was there and sleeping and looked so cozy. He didn't want to wake her, but he wasn't sure how she'd feel with his roommate back.

Julian grinned and nodded at him. "Hey man," he greeted.

"Hey," Zed said, his voice hoarse from sleep.

Julian glanced around the messy room and Zed panicked for a moment, knowing that he and Addison just threw their clothes wherever before hopping in the shower. Just his luck, Addison's white cheer skirt had landed on Zed's desk chair, right where Julian had his focus. He stared at the garment for a few seconds, then turned back to Zed with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh, Dude?"

"If you give me five minutes to put on clothes, I can explain."

It had taken a minute to untangle from Addison without waking her, then another to pick up their clothes and pile them all on his side of the room before he got dressed in joggers and an old tee shirt. He met his roommate in the kitchen, where Eric and Jamari were sitting and eating breakfast.

"So what exactly did I miss?" Julian asked.

"Zed's fucking Addison Davis," Jamari supplied helpfully, "a hot cheerleader, almost daily."

Julian's eyebrows went up in surprise, his attention going from Jamari to Zed. "Really?"

"Well, basically." He shrugged.

"Please tell me you didn't do it on my bed."

"They rarely do it in bed." Eric scoffed, shaking his head.

"Dude!"

"It's true!" Eric protested. "You've basically got cum soaked into your car seats!" Zed's jaw dropped, his face going pure crimson. "And I bet the sewers have enough cum to breed a mutant race of Zed-sewer rats," Eric added.

"That's an awful image," Jamari said in disgust.

"Yeah man," Julian agreed.

"It's the truth. She's got him doing some weird sex bucket list thing, which, in theory, should just be super hot BDSM. What have you done?"

"I-I'm not telling you that!"

"I'm guessing it's not super hot BDSM with a smoking cheerleader tied up in your bed?" Eric asked.

Zed glanced at the ground, muttering, "Well not yet."

"Am I the only one who doesn't want to hear about Zed's sex life?" Julian asked.

"Dude, you've been gone way too long," Jamari said. "It's all we ever hear. Whether we want to or not." He then turned to Zed and said, "And if you're so embarrassed, why are you so fucking loud? You, Zed. I mean, your girl is a screamer and apparently you have a really good dick, but I'm sick of hearing you."

"Jesus, fuck, okay I'm sorry," Zed said defensively. "I'll wake her up and we'll go down to her place."

"Fucking thank you," Eric complained.

Jamari rolled his eyes, pointing his fork at Zed. "Don't listen to him. I for one love catching glimpses of Addison during the various states of undress while you guys are coming in."

Zed made a face and said, "Ew, dude, she's a person, not a sex toy."

"Wait, how long had this been going on?" Julian asked, looking between them.

"Like, two weeks." Zed shrugged, pushing off of the wall. "I'm gonna go wake her, and we will go down to her apartment where her roommate doesn't hate me."

"We don't hate her, she's hot," Jamari said.

"I've never even seen this chick," Julian admitted.

Zed rolled his eyes and went back to his room, kicking the door closed and going to his bed. He jumped onto the mattress, making Addison squeal in surprise. "Zed!" she cried, laughing. "What the hell!"

"Good morning." He smiled. "We've been kicked out."

Addison sat up, the blanket falling from over her and pooling around her waist, giving him a confused look. "What?"

"My roommate is back from his stupid soccer thing and they were all talking shit." Zed rolled his eyes.

"About me?"

"About me," Zed corrected. He looked her up and down, then said, "They love you."

Addison laughed, pulling his sheet off of her body and stretched, casually leaving her legs spread open. "Am I going home alone or are we just relocating the party?"

He licked his lips, his eyes drawn to her moist center. "Definitely relocate the party," he decided. "And if you don't get dressed soon we aren't gonna make it to your place."

Addison giggled, sliding out of his bed and glancing around his room. "Where did my clothes go?"

"My desk," Zed said, pointing in the general direction.

He turned so he was sitting on his butt and watched as Addison put on her bra and pulled on her cheer skirt, then turned back to Zed. "Could I possibly borrow a shirt? I definitely can't ruin my cheer top and someone is a little impatient…"

"I don't think I could physically rip your cheer top," Zed commented, sliding out of bed. He went through his drawers and grabbed a tee shirt, tossing it to her.

"Thank you," she said. "I was thinking of trying an actual dildo on my ass? What do you think?"

"You want me to fuck your ass with a dildo?"

"I mean, it's nowhere close to the size of your dick, but if I want to get that monster in there, gotta practice."

Zed chuckled nervously. "You make it sound like my dick is, well, a monster. Just average-sized."

"Please Zed. I've been with average guys. You are far from average." She chuckled, slipping into her sneakers, her heels sticking out. "Like, I've never struggled with deepthroating like I do with you. That, my friend, is a magic dick."

Zed blushed, turning away from her. Addison kept talking though. "You're like a pornstar."

"Okay," he said awkwardly. "Do you wanna go or—?"

"Yeah, come on," she said.

She shouldered her cheer bag and waited for Zed at his room door, following him as they walked quickly through the apartment. "Be back later!" Zed called, while Addison waved at his roommates and they left.

"So I was thinking," Addison said.

Zed looked at her with wide eyes, still breathless. "Wha—How?"

Addison giggled, sliding off the bed. "You're acting like you fucked my brains out, when it was actually the other way around." Zed sat up, nodding in agreement. "As I was saying, I was thinking about the list."

"Okay."

"I had an idea. There's a carnival in town. And I had a...fun, kinda doable, exhibition idea."

Zed blinked in surprise. "What?"

"It's a little, complex," she admitted. "But I think it might be fun. And kinky. Really kinky."

"Uh, okay?"

"I wanna ride you on the ferris wheel."

Zed blinked, stunned by her bluntness. He sat up and raised an eyebrow at her. "You want to do what?"

Addison gave him a nervous smile. "Fuck. On the Ferris wheel. I've kinda always wanted to do it, but, well, I didn't want to, like, freak someone out. Are you freaked out?"

"No! No." he assured her. "Just, well, logistics wise. Isn't that kinda, dangerous? Isn't weight distribution a big thing on carnival rides?"

"That's...that's the weird part," Addison said. "So I have this friend, Cassie, who's kind of...a slut. I kinda tell her about our little sexcapades, we bond. We cheer together and shit."

"Okay," Zed said slowly.

"So what I was thinking, hoping, wondering, is if I brought Cassie and you brought a very open-minded friend. They get it on, we get it on. Everyone is happy!"

Zed nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I can find someone. When?"

"I doubt I can last all week, but the carnival is in town for another month, so whenever is okay."

"You know, I bet I could get one of my roommates in on it and we could…tomorrow night?"

Addison beamed, sitting back on her bed. "Are you sure that wouldn't be too weird? Asking your roommate—"

"Addy, I live in a dorm with three horny athletes, I'm sure any of them would jump at this opportunity."

Addison giggled, moving and straddling his waist. "You're so great, Zed. Great dick, great person." She smiled and kissed him, pressing their chests together which Zed happily accepted, his hands circling her waist. He twisted away from her and smiled.

"Who should I ask? Definitely not Julian. Maybe Eric?"

Addison shrugged. She leaned off of him and grabbed his phone, passing it to him. She bounced excitedly on him, his semi-erect member bouncing between her ass. She laughed at the face he made.

"Are you gonna call him?"

"Are you gonna stop bouncing on me?"

"Nope!" She giggled. "I'm actually gonna ride your cock. 'Cause I'm still horny."

Zed grinned, reaching under her to guide his cock into her cunt. He could text them later, the carnival would be there for a while.

Zed had one hand gripping his phone, the other one tangled in Addison's hair, guiding her slowly up and down his cock. They were in the backseat of Eric's car, on their way to the carnival with Cassie in the front seat. The radio was loud and they were both trying their best to make as little noise as possible.

Addison was basically laying over the seat, her pale legs curled on the seat behind Eric, velvet skirt crumpled up enough to show off the bottoms of her ass, and soft white sweater pressing into his abdomen, where she had partially rolled up his shirt. Her soft hand pumped his length where her mouth couldn't reach. She let her teeth graze his shaft and he fought to stifle a moan, digging his fingers in her hair.

"Hey!" Eric called, making Zed and Addison freeze. "You two better not be fucking back there!"

Addison giggled and Zed shifted, putting a fist in his mouth to keep from moaning out loud. She pulled off of his dick and grinned at him, then sat up. "Does a blowjob count?"

"In my car?" Eric groaned. "That's disgusting!"

Addison giggled and continued to pump Zed's dick. She grinned at him, a terrifying twinkle in her eyes. She held a finger to her lips. Zed nodded.

"How did you not notice?" Cassie asked. "Addison was literally slurping back there."

"There better be nothing on those seats, Necrodopolus."

"Nope, nothing," Zed rushed out.

"Relax Eric, were just getting excited for the fun tonight," Addison said. "I can't ride a soft dick."

"She's right," Cassie added.

"How is everyone against me in this situation?"

"You're just cranky 'cause you aren't getting a blowjob," Addison said.

"Is that you offering?"

Addison laughed, leaning into Zed's side. "Why did I even set you up?" she asked. "And do you know how dangerous it is to get a blowjob while driving? Zed could have killed us a few weeks ago."

"How is it my fault?" Zed asked.

Addison shot him a look, her hand tightening around his cock in a painful stroke. He sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth, squirming in her grip, but she relaxed her hold and smiled, then let go altogether.

"Are we almost there? I need some dick," Cassie complained.

"There's no damn parking."

Zed looked to Addison, hot and horny. "We're almost there, put your dick away," she whispered. Zed pouted but did as she instructed. Addison, always a tease, continued to play with him through his jeans, giving him a wicked smirk while Zed managed to keep calm.

The ride operator seemed wary of the group of college students, giving them the usual spiel about ride safety—standing isn't recommended and don't rock the cart—then sealed them in, moving onto the next cart and putting them a little out of sight.

Zed glanced at Addison, seeing her grinning wide, eyes shifting. She moved into his lap, straddling him. "I'm nervous," Addison whispered.

"I am too," he replied. "What happens if we get caught?"

"I dunno," she said, her eyes shifting from his eyes to his lips. "I think we could be arrested. Maybe. Let's not get arrested, huh?"

"Yeah," he breathed, "let's."

Addison breathed a laugh, her eyes searching his face. She must have been really nervous. Zed casually placed his hands on her waist. "If you don't want to do this, we don't have to," he told her. "We can just enjoy the ride. Pun not intended."

Addison giggled, pressing her forehead against his. "No, I want to. You still down?"

"Always."

She playfully bit his nose, making him chuckle in return. He let his hand rub against her ass. "You know you're making it very hard to be horny when you're being super adorable," he said.

"How am I being adorable!"

"You bit my nose," he pointed out. "And you're even more adorable when you get nervous." He stopped himself before he could add, 'It's really cute.' Calling her adorable was one thing, but adding in the last part would sound too flirty. They weren't flirting, they were fucking.

Her hands went ahead and began undoing his pants. "You say that, yet you're hard as rocks."

Zed chuckled, both of them freezing for a moment when the cart moved again. They had been the third group to get on, which meant there were maybe fifteen or so cars that needed to be filled. Zed didn't know or care that much, he was more focused on Addison's soft hand wrapped around his dick, her wet snatch slowly sucking him in as she lowered herself onto him. His fingers dig into her skin with the effort to hold back his moan of appreciation, eyes fluttering closed and head falling back.

Her arms moved around his neck, her forehead dropping onto his. "I have a problem," she whispered. "I want your dick in me, all the time."

"You know what the cure for that is?"

Addison bit back a grin. "Is it dick?"

"Hell yeah it is."

The cart moved again and Addison jumped and tensed, clamping down on him. He sucked in a sharp breath; he pulled on her waist, dragging her tight, wet snatch closer. Addison whimpered, biting her lip. Her pink lips, glistening from her spit, plump and swollen and so fucking kissable.

He tugged her skirt down, making sure it covered her ass, then moved his hands around her neck, pulling her down and connecting their lips. Addison moaned, her fingers pulling at his hair. He couldn't help but smile, pulling her lower lip between his teeth. He grinned harder when she moaned.

If you were to ask Zed, he would never, ever do it again. Sure, it was incredibly hot to have Addison riding him basically out in the open, directly across from one of his suit mates while her cheerleader friend sucked off Eric. But it was torture. She was practically teasing him, riding him slow and kissing his neck. She hadn't told him that the ride was only a few minutes and she was going to ride him as slow as possible.

Addison climbed off of his lap, sitting next to him on the ride and ignoring his whined of protest. She went ahead and put his slick, rock hard dick away, whispering "Did you have fun?"

"No," he grumbled.

She hummed, buttoning his jeans and letting her hand work his member through the fabric. "It's a good thing we didn't get wristbands, we can Uber back to the dorms and—"

The ride stopped and the operator opened the gate. Addison smirked at Zed, standing up and taking his hand, leading him out of the ride. They walked down the steps and Zed put his hands on her waist, walking closely behind her, pressing his erection into her ass.

"You really think I can wait to get back to the dorms?" he whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse, sending shivers down her spine.

She turned her head and whispered to him, "Do you think Eric will let us in his car?"

Zed looked around, barely catching Eric and Cassie running off in the other direction, probably to the car or somewhere to finish up. "I don't think so," Zed said. "I hope you're thinking of a plan otherwise."

"Well you shit all over the dorm plan—"

Zed led them to the outskirts of the fair, walking along the dimly lit edges. His hands slipped under her skirt, grazing her wet snatch. "I could just take you, right here," he whispered, "behind the rides, where anyone could see us."

He slipped a finger in her snatch, drawing a gasp from her lips. She stepped away from him though, whipping around to face him. "How many more tickets do you have?"

"Four."

"Good." She grabbed his wrist and ran, dragging him across the park and stopping in a relatively short line.

Zed looked up at the pink letters lighting up the dark sky, adorning the entrance to the ride. Tunnel of Love. He refused to think too much about the fact that they were going on the tunnel of love. It was probably just to fuck. It had to be. Yet, his mind momentarily left her body and thought about her hand still linked in his, how freaking couple-like that was. Then she stood directly in front of him and pushed her ass into his erection, and all domestic ideas flew from his mind.

Zed had enough of a mind to not openly grind against Addison while they waited in line, though the soft little wiggles of her ass were chipping away at his resolve. The wait between boats was maybe four minutes, he wasn't sure he wasn't counting. It was long enough that it looked like only two boats were in the ride at a time, and vastly apart. It was perfect really. Not many people wanted to go on the ride either, another plus. They were climbing into the rather spacious boat maybe ten minutes after joining the line, their only restraint being the doors on either side.

Their boat went through the streamers, into the dark tunnel. Addison and Zed both undid his jeans, her hand pulling out his member. She straddled him, sliding onto his shaft, both of them letting out quiet moans. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her thighs tight around him.

Addison bounced on his cock, the slippery, wet sounds of her ass slapping against his thighs echoing through the tunnel, louder than the cheesy ride music. The only thing better was their pants and moans, drowning out the 'romantic' songs. They only managed a few minutes, all the teasing finally ending in orgasmic bliss.

Addison's head fell onto his shoulder. Despite her exhaustion, her hips still twisted in little movements on his softening member. "Ugh," she groaned. She turned her head into his shoulder, giving him a tired smile. "That was probably the longest I've ever waited to cum."

Zed hummed, whether in acknowledgment or agreement, neither could tell.

Addison rolled off of him when the ride started coming to an end, snuggling into his side. Zed grinned, slinging an arm over her shoulder once they were off. They walked around the carnival grounds, both a little tired, wandering aimlessly under the colorful lights. It was…kind of romantic, if Zed were being honest. They really needed to….not, hang out and cuddle, after sex. Zed was getting really attached, wanting to do romantic things with her and kiss her, just to kiss her. He couldn't catch feelings, that was against the deal.

"Do you wanna go back to the dorms?" Addison asked.

"You want me to text Eric?"

"Nah. We can just call an Uber."

Zed smiled, his head resting on hers. "Yeah, let's go."