Concert Surprise

Concert Surprise

Written By: Michael Colione

Anyone that has ever been to a concert knows that you’re charged up; sexually and otherwise. Well I was at this concert and saw this sexy girl that I exchanged looks with all night, never getting the chance to say hi to her. My friends were taunting me all night for not going over to her to introduce myself.

She was walking by when one of my friends called out to her. She came over, but I didn’t know what to say as my friends did the talking for me. He blurted out that I wanted to fuck her; I was mortified. She responded by smiling and grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her. She pulled me into the concourse where the food stalls and bathrooms are located.

She opened a storage closet door and didn’t hesitate to pull me in behind her. She asked if I wanted to fuck her as she pulled her skirt up and panties down. She leaned up against some boxes and told me if I wanted to fuck her, I would have to eat her pussy first. I dropped to my knees and slid my tongue across her pussy lips.

She was cumming in seconds as I licked the lips and clit. After she finished cumming, she turned around and told me to fuck her fast and hard. I stood and dropped my pants as I grabbed her ass cheeks. I guided my hard cock into her pussy and pushed hard. Her ass cheeks quivered as I slid further inside.

After a few hard strokes, I was up to my balls inside her. I began fucking her hard and fast, as she seemed out of breath. She was quietly moaning and making other sounds as my balls slapped against her clit, each stroke bringing me closer to my goal. It didn’t take long as I felt my balls begin to tighten. She must have felt it too as she grunted out that she wanted to swallow my nut.

I let her know I was about to cum as I pulled out. She turned around and grabbed my cock as she guided it into her mouth. Just in time, she deep throated me as I began shooting down her throat. She took it all like a champ and kept milking my cock for more, rolling my balls through her fingers.

She finally pulled off as I popped from her mouth. I leaned against some other boxes catching my breath as she began to get dressed. I finally pulled my pants back up as I asked if she did this a lot. She told me she didn’t do it too often as she checked herself in a mirror she pulled from her purse. She put the mirror back, pulled out pen and paper, and wrote her name and number on it. She handed it to me as she grabbed my hand and guided me back to my seat.

She left me at my seat and told me I had better call soon, then turned around and walked back to her seat. Then my friends started asking questions.

The End

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