Recently, my family took a trip to the Six Flags Magic Mountain amusement park and we had a lot of fun. I rode all the rides, but the best ride I had wasn’t mechanical. It was with a guy I met while I was there. I’ve never done anything like that before, and I probably won’t ever again, but it was the craziest and most amazing thing I’ve ever done in my life.

My name is Laura, I’m a 34 year old woman with a wonderful husband and two beautiful children, ages 4 and 8. I have short, nearly black hair that I always highlight with blonde streaks, brown eyes, and a thick body. I’m not fat, but after having two children, I haven’t gotten back into my teenage wardrobe. Working on it, but it isn’t easy. I have probably 15-20 pounds I’d like to lose, but at least it gives me big boobs. And a pretty nice ass, if I do say so myself! I’d like to lose the middle, but it’ll come. Maybe I’ll get liposuction someday. But I digress.

Terry, my husband, works for Intel, and they make you take a large sabbatical every seven years, and we decided to take a nice long trip. Most of it was going to visit family in Arizona and Colorado, but we decided to stop at Magic Mountain on our way through Los Angeles. We decided to visit the park for three days and stayed at one of the hotels at the bottom of the hill for the time we were there.

Now, I have to tell you that I am a roller coaster freak! I mean, I love riding all the biggest, baddest, craziest coasters I can find. Terry isn’t the same way at all. His idea of a scary roller coaster is the Matterhorn bobsleds at Disneyland, and I’ve only gotten him to go on those once! Magic Mountain isn’t exactly the place for tame ride loving people or young children, but it had been a while since we last went there, and I really wanted to ride the new Tatsu coaster.

We started off the first day just hanging around the kiddie area and watching our daughters ride all the fun little rides. But all that time, I was slobbering over the coasters. My husband could tell, and about mid-day, he told me to go have fun, and he’d take care of the girls until the park closed. I had to stop myself from taking off running, I was so excited.

Since Tatsu had a long line, I decided to hit some of the other fun coasters first, and then return for the big flight. I’m a big extrovert, and had no problem making friends in each of the lines I stood in. While waiting in line for my third roller coaster, Riddler’s Revenge, I noticed one young man who had been near me when I rode Ninja. We struck up a conversation and were soon laughing like old friends.

His name was Jared; he was 23 years old, at the park with his family and was there for the second day of three. He was from Las Vegas, but they came down here every year; kind of a tradition. Jared was a bit taller than me. I’m 5’4”, and he was about 6’ tall. As a young man, he had a pretty nice build. He also had dark blonde hair and a matching goatee, with blue eyes.

Anyway, we spent the rest of the day getting to know each other and riding rides until the park closed for the evening. Nothing happened, but when we parted, he asked if I wanted to ride together again the next day. I heartily agreed, as it is always more fun to experience the thrills with someone else, and we agreed to meet the next day at noon.

That night, I felt unusually horny. There is always something erotic about riding roller coasters, but this felt a little more intense. Unfortunately, since we shared a room with our daughters, there was nothing I could do to act on my urges with my husband. After putting everyone else to bed, I masturbated in the hotel bathroom. It was difficult to stay quiet, especially when, unexpectedly, Jared popped into my head right as I was climaxing.

The next day, I was the dutiful wife and mother again in the morning, and went with the family as we rode the children’s rides again. But I was getting antsy as the morning grew long, and finally left my family just before noon. This time I did run and was excited to see Jared waiting for me at our rendezvous point.

“Ready to ride some rides?” he asked.

“Of course,” I replied. “And you?”

“I’m ready to ride with you,” he answered. “Let’s go do ‘X’.”

Of course, the line for ‘X’ was the longest in the park, so we had quite a wait. A few times while in the line, we got jostled a little, and sometimes we ended up touching each other, quite intimately. Just before we got on the ride, as we were in the final lane, we were squeezed together, and I felt his whole body press into my backside. Someone behind us kept pushing, and instinctively, Jared put his arm around my waist to keep me from being smashed up against the person in front of us.

As a result, I felt his penis through our clothes, and it made me very horny. Riding roller coasters really gets me going, and when we got off ‘X’, I was really feeling high. My nipples were clearly showing through my shirt, even though I was wearing a sensible bra. I caught Jared sneaking a few peeks here and there. It was okay with me, though, as we were only flirting. What harm was it to give a 23 year old boy a few good memories.

After that ride, we found a couple coasters with shorter lines, but once the touching barrier had been crossed, we did it more frequently. Once, I even pressed my body up against his as we let some people slip by instead of freeing up the middle of the lane. After riding Batman, Jared threw me for a loop.

“It’s starting to get toward evening, do you want to go somewhere and have a little fun?”

“What did you have in mind?” I asked playfully and a little coyly.

“I was thinking maybe we could go back to my hotel room,” he said with overwhelming confidence.

“Jared, I don’t know if that would be a good idea,” I replied, suddenly unsure of myself around this horny young man. “I mean, I’m a married woman.”

“I know,” he said hastily. “And I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re so sexy and all this touching and flirting has got me a little excited.”

I looked down at his crotch and, sure enough, there was an enormous bulge in his jeans. I was torn between feeling sorry for him and being repulsed. I was a married woman 11 years his senior. But there was no denying that the roller coasters had gotten me pretty worked up myself. That’s probably why I responded the way I did.

“I’ll tell you what. Let’s go ride Scream again, and I’ll think about it.”

“Okay!” he quickly agreed.

Scream was one of my favorites, and when we got off, I was breathless. Jared grabbed my hand and we walked away from the roller coaster hand in hand. While walking, I made a decision that changed my life. I decided to give this horny lad his fondest dream.

In truth, it was my desire as well. I’d never done anything so naughty in all my life. I’d never cheated on my husband. Never had sex with someone I’d only met the day before. Never had sex with someone younger than me. My husband wasn’t my first, but I’d only ever dated guys my own age, and even then, I’d only had sex with one other guy before Terry.

We walked down the hill away from Magic Mountain and down to the hotel he was staying in. It was a long walk, and I was a little self conscious at all the people who watched us leave together. I almost chickened out and headed back into the park, but soon we were at the point of no return. Unfortunately, his room was occupied by his sister when we got there.

“Damn!” he swore under his breath. “Tina, are you gonna’ be here for a while?”

“Yeah, I don’t think I’m going back to the park,” she replied, not taking her eyes off the television.

After closing the door, he managed another, “Damn it!” while pounding his fist against the wall.

I made another split second decision. “Come on,” I said as I grabbed his hand. “My room is in the next hotel, we can go there.” It was right next door. Just a quick jaunt.

Entering the room I shared with my husband and two daughters, I nearly chickened out again. Here was the place they would be sleeping tonight, and I was about to fornicate with a man who was not part of that equation. But as we entered my room, Jared pressed against me and nuzzled my neck, and I remembered all the excitement of the flirting in the lines and the eroticism of the roller coasters.

In a matter of moments, he had his shirt off, and had pulled off my t-shirt as well. I stood there in my bra while he mauled my tits. It wasn’t unpleasant, and the passion and intensity actually worked better for me than if he had been gentle.

“Come on,” I beckoned, as I sat down on the bed that my husband and I hadn’t even consummated.

I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down his legs leaving only his underwear on his body. He was wearing a pair of themed boxers, though I can’t remember what type, as I was only concerned with the package inside. Slipping the head of his cock out of the boxers, I lightly licked the mushroom head. Grinning in satisfaction at the jolt of pleasure that caused him, I licked again and then took just the tip into my mouth. I slid Jared’s underwear down his legs as I took more of his man meat into my mouth. He was larger than my husband, and I knew I was going to be sore in the morning.

As I was coaxing more of his cock into the inner recesses of my mouth and throat, my cell phone suddenly rang, and it was my husband. I quickly told Jared to be quiet and put the phone up to my ear.

“Hey, Honey, how are you doing?” Terry asked after I answered the phone.

“I’m fine, how are you?” I answered a little tentatively as Jared unsnapped my bra and freed my large boobs. He took one into his mouth and I had to fight not to gasp as I returned Terry’s greeting.

“I’m good,” he said, continuing with the small talk. “The girls have just been riding the rides and having a lot of fun. How are the roller coasters?”

“Oh, you know,” I said, feeling a rush as Jared took one of my nipples into his mouth and squeezed the other boob with his hand. “Long lines, but worth the wait.”

“Good,” he said. “Have you ridden them all yet?”

“Most of them,” I replied. “There are still a few with longer lines that I want to hit, but I’ll get to them!”

By now, Jared was undoing my jeans snap. I leaned back on my elbows as he unzipped my pants and pulled them down, leaving me in only my thong panties. Yes, I like to be a little naughty, even if I never intended for anyone except Terry to see me that way. Of course, now I was really glad I had them on. Jared was, too.

“Well, the girls are starting to get hungry,” Terry said, oblivious to the pleasure I was now experiencing as Jared licked the soaked crotch of my thong. “Do you think you’ll be ready for dinner anytime soon?”

“I’m in the middle of a long (unh) line right now,” I grunted slightly and had to force myself to continue as Jared moved my thong to the side and started to lick my pussy directly. “It (unh) might take me a little bit before I’m ready to eat.”

“What was that?” my husband asked, sounding a little suspicious.

“Oh, nothing,” I responded quickly, “Just got bumped in the line. Lot’s of people, you know.”

“Okay,” he answered, placated. “Well, how long do you think you’ll be?”

“Hold on a second,” I said and covered the mouthpiece. “You’re killing me,” I mouthed to Jared.

“I know,” he grinned back from his place in between my wide spread legs. He then slipped my thong down and dived back into my smoothly shaved cunt.

“I’m getting close to the front,” I lied, “So it will probably only be another 20-25 minutes.”

“Alright,” he replied. “Where do you want to meet?”

“Anywhere is fine by me,” I said. Then I couldn’t help the slight moan that escaped my lips as Jared stuck a finger just barely inside of me, swirling it around and bringing out the delicious feelings against the walls of my vagina.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Terry asked.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I said, probably a little too quickly. “Where do you want to eat?”

“Hold on, let me ask the girls.”

It was my turn to be put on hold, as my lover passionately ate me out better than my husband ever did. Terry does a fine job, but Jared definitely knew what he was doing down there, and I was about to go out of my mind. He alternated between flicking my clit, sticking his tongue between my pussy lips, and sucking on my clit while sticking his fingers inside. I was about to scream, but I couldn’t get my husband off my damn cell phone.

“Okay, the girls want pizza,” Terry came back.

“Great, shall we do Papa John’s, then?”

“Well, I was thinking the Laughing Dragon at the top of the hill,” he answered.

“Fine,” I said. “I’ll call you when I finish with this ride.”

“Okay, Hon, I love you,” Terry said.

I didn’t even respond, I just closed my phone and let it fall out of my hands as my first orgasm built up to where I couldn’t stand it any more. Right as I was on the brink of something huge, Jared quit his manipulations and climbed up my powerless body. He lined up his beautiful cock with my smooth pussy and placed it at the entrance.

“Wait,” I said, having a moment of clarity. “Do you have a condom?”

“Shit!” was his reply. “I don’t.”

“Damn it,” I swore. “Never mind, I need you in me right now. Just promise you’ll pull out before you cum.”

“I promise,” he said and with a fluid motion, easily slid deep inside my crack. It was more than I could bear, and I raced over the edge, peaking higher than ever before.

“Oh my GOD!” I screamed. He just kept ramming into me, over and over again. After a few minutes, I wanted to be on top, so I started to roll, and he got onto his back. I still had him in me, but sat down fully and felt him up to my uterus. Yes, I was going to be sore in the morning, but what a ride! This was far better than any roller coaster I had ever been on.

Up and down I pumped, harder and harder, my boobs flopping with every thrust. I was so lost in my reverie that I barely even noticed that Jared was starting to breathe heavily. He suddenly tensed up and tried to push me off, but I don’t know what came over me as I sat down hard on him and felt his semen shoot deep inside my slutty married cunt. I had another orgasm just from feeling him cum in me.

When we were finished, I freaked out. I quickly jumped in the bathtub and rinsed as much out as I could before making my way back to the park to meet my family. I gave Jared that thong as a memento of our time together and went commando the rest of the evening.

Never again have I done what I did that day, and I don’t think I ever will again. But, you never know. I do keep a condom with me now wherever I go. Just in case. Evidently, a girl’s gotta’ be prepared!
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