Rockin’ at Rock concert in Rockefeller
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Rockin’ at Rock concert in RockefellerIt is not my story and it is translation from Norwegian but I find it so hot that I have to share … 🙂 All credits goes to real author no matter whether this has really happened or not … 😉 +++ Got so many good feedback for debut my story so I was inspired to share this experience. This is something that happened many years ago but I often think back and gets excited every time :-).I was probably 22 years old and a student and had been just freshly with the kindest boy. I think I got a little charmed by the fact that he was so modest and prudent, and I loved to play with him by surprise and excite him. He said he had never been with an equally wild girl ( I was young and some what crazy * S * ) . This evening playing one of favorite bands of my boyfriend at Rockefeller , and he had invited me. It was late summer , and very hot and I was wearing a light summer dress that barely went below my buttocks . Just before, we went for foreplay in my apartment and little devil inside made me to take off my panties and put it in the laundry basket after I had been peeing . It was after all summer and burning hot , and I could not stand the feeling of a damp panties that clung to my pussy , especially after it was shaved .We walked arm in arm down the city and the delicious feeling of the warm air rising from the solar-heated asphalt , and caressed and excited just and shaved skin between my legs . I was excited and wondered how long canlı bahis it would take before my boyfriend discovered that I had no panties on . But although he occasionally stroked my butt he was probably too busy into a concert we were going on that he did not realized that it just was thin dress fabric that was between his hand and my ass . I knew I was a little annoyed at the same time I was hornier and hornier and probably most would have done something different than going to a noisy , muggy rock concert.Rockefeller was completely full, and my boyfriend went ahead and gave way through the crowd until we were almost directly in front of the stage. Opening act was almost finished and when the band finally came on the scene it was almost unbearably cramped and hot inside the dark room. I was probably not so interested in concert, so I had set me behind my boyfriend and was holding around his waist . The crowd waved back and forth and I was pushed rhythmically against the person behind me. Gradually I began to notice something … the feeling that something growing hard to support my ass .. the .. it had to be there … the person behind me had gradually gained a huge erection. I was sure … through the thin dress fabric was not to be mistaken. A stranger stood plastered up behind me and rubbed the hard-on locked in his pants against my ass . Or maybe he thought it was as I rubbed myself against him? Tribulation and movement in the crowd I could not prevent bahis siteleri could and he perhaps misunderstood ?I did not quite know what to do … just pretended nothing and kept harder around my boyfriend. At the same time I felt a growing excitement of the whole situation . Do not remember how long we stood there , but suddenly I felt the dress was slowly lifted up , and a hot slipped in between my legs . I froze . The person behind me had apparently (unlike my boyfriend) noticed that there was no panties trap under the light summer dress fabric. I did not dare to turn around. At Somehow he had managed to open the fly in the crush and now he let his stiffen dick slide under edge of my dress. Did the slow support against the heat and just my lips . I was hot , sweaty and horny and wet. Simply standing there .. felt that he slowly slid into me , almost without encountering resistance. HE was GREAT ! I let out a groan , but right in front of the speakers on the stage , no one heard it . Crowd rolled and pushed me backwards. It support the courage and I hardly know how HE slipped all the way into me . I clung around waist of my boyfriend , while HE was in step with the rhythms began to fuck me in the middle of the sea of ??people . Floor boiled , and no one noticed what happened. Least my boyfriend who was completely engrossed in what was happening on stage.The feeling of a stranger who fucks you in the long drag while holding around your boyfriend , someone you bahis şirketleri do not know who is , someone you do not know how HE looks, was indescribable . I shook in small orgasms several times before I felt he started to accelerate . In line with a bass solo he drove on , pressed hard and deep inside me . Notably how he tensed . Notably how he came , shooting hot globs of sperm into my wet pussy . I yelled in another orgasm and squeezed tightly around my dear . He just put his head back and gave me a hug before he rocked on.Then he pulled slowly out of me , directed some of the dress over my ass … and disappeared into the crowd. I just shivered and hung around my boyfriend , tried to regain my breath .. and sanity for the rest of the concert .Tired , we took a taxi home , and as I walked up the steps of the stairs up to my apartment , I felt warm semen running down the inside of my tanned thighs . Just inside the door I pushed my boyfriend up against the wall , put my arms around his neck and gave him a deep tongue kiss. He was a little taken aback by the sudden passion . I took his hand and let it slide over my ass , let it slip under the fabric so that he knew the only skin.- Oh, along the lines ? he exclaimed a little surprised – you have no panties on ! ? ? Wow !I smiled and shook my head slowly , until I took his hand and put it between my legs .. against the swollen, steamy and sticky pussy ….- Oops ! to say you’re wet ! Exclaimed a little sheepish , – did you like the concert also hehe ..?- Mmmm ….. it was indescribable , I smiled at him while he followed to the bedroom – now I want you to fuck and cuddle with me …. .. but remember to put on the condom , honey ….
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