We are in the dark back corner of our section of this fun rock concert. I’m dancing in your arms. Getting lost in the music. Drunk in love with you tonight. Making out in the back crowd of a rock show is the best night ever.

I have my long blonde hair slicked pack in a sleek ponytail, my tits are teasing you in a white strapless top and my short leather skirt is hiking higher and higher. The real show stopper is my black thigh-high, high heeled boots. Tonight I’m tall enough to wrap my arms around your neck and dance. Kiss. Touch. Fall deeper in love.

We are in our own little bubble against the brick wall. Shrouded in darkness. People moving all around us, dancing, singing, screaming. You keep me safe. And free to get a little wild. Discreetly rubbing my hand over your sexy jeans all night. Tracing the thick bulge of your cock. Whispering how bad I want to fuck you when we get home. You respond with your lips on my neck and your fingers trail up my thighs.

You mumble a “fuck” and take a pull of your beer when you discover I’m not wearing any panties tonight. Your eyes burn into mine as your seeking fingertips discover how wet I am. On one particularly sexy song you pull me in close and gently stroke my pussy. Only you can hear my moans over the roaring crowd. The music. The vibrations. Your lips on my neck and your fingers secretly teasing my pretty cunt. I’m so fucking lost to you.

You lick across my lips as you pump one finger in and out in time with the music. My sweet breath puffs across your face. Trying not to get caught. “God, I can’t wait to fuck this gorgeous cunt all night.” I steady my wobbly heels with a firm grip on your belt buckle. Pulling you closer. Cupping your face and kissing you hard. Palming your big dick through your jeans. “Good girl.”

I take your fingers into my mouth while you take the last pull of your beer. Watching me slowly suck my flavor off of you. Nipping the tip with my teeth and giving you a playful smile. “Fuck.” Your lips are on mine in an instant. Tongues fucking deeply. Sharing the taste of my pussy.

One arm wraps around my waist and my eyes find yours when the cool rim of your beer bottle touches the inside of my thigh. Your long jacket disguises your hand slowly dragging the cool, smooth bottle between my legs. My knees go weak. You pull me closer. Nudging my heels a little wider and my hands cup around the back your neck. I need your lips close to mine. I skyrocket onto my tippy toes when the bottle ever so slightly brushes my mound. Nose to nose. Panting across your sexy lips. Quivering at the feel of something foreign against such an intimate place.

To anyone else it looks like we are dancing close like other couples. Swaying. Kissing. Only you can see my trembling lips. Heavy eyes. Goosebumps. Your wrist churns the bottle against my aching slit. “I’m dripping for you.” “I know, baby.” “Are you going to-?“ You nod and slip your tongue inside my mouth. You swallow my screams as you gently fuck the neck of the bottle up my pussy. My heels buckle but you keep me close. Nudging your wrist up and down and in and out. Absorbing my cries of pleasure. Moaning your name.

The way you’re fucking me under my skirt, riding my tight pussy, changing the angle of your wrist, your sexy face watching mine. “Oh my fucking god!” I bury my face in your neck and scream. “Show me. Lift up your skirt and fucking show me how good it feels.” I lick my lips against yours and use the cover of your jacket around us to lift my skirt with shaky hands. Your jaw goes slack as you look down in the faint light. “Goddamnit, babe! Fuck, that’s so fucking hot.” Your eyes darting between my face and the place you’re fucking me. You fuck a little harder and I rub my nose against yours. “Good girl, let me make your sweet little cunt feel good.”

It’s taking everything in me not to hitch my leg around your waist. My hands are fisting your hair. I’m biting on your lower lip. Clawing at your belt buckle. You remain smoothly in control. Keeping us undetected by others. The fire in your eyes gives you away.

The lights go out. You take the opportunity of the wild frenzy around us to fuck me faster. Harder. I scream with the screaming crowd. My body is at a crescendo when the strong bass kicks in. Throbbing against us. And you know it. Teasing my lips with your tongue. Fucking me in time with the beat. I’m sobbing to you. Rocking on and off the tips of my heels to fuck myself just a little harder. You moan and whisper, “Fuck yea, my naughty girl.”

Your free hand cups my bare ass and rocks me against your cock. You fuck the bottle deeper. I’m up so high on my heels, scrambling, pulling your mouth against mine. One, then two perfect fucks and I’m cumming. Hard. My screams drowned out by the crowd. You squeeze my ass and fuck me through it. Your groans in my ear keep me going.

It takes me a long time to come down. You gingerly slide the bottle out of me and brush a single finger against me there. Deep kisses. Rubbing my back. Letting me catch my bearings in your arms. Finishing out the next two songs in a quiet silence.

We leave the concert early, your hand guides me through the sea of people toward the exit. You drop your empty bottle in the trash and nod your head as we walk past security.

The parking lot is completely empty. You. Spin me around on the way to the car. Pick me up and wrap me around your waist as we wind through the cars to your truck. You drop me off in the passenger seat with a smoldering kiss. Tongues tangled. Your smooth hands completely pushing my skirt above my waist. Parting my legs to look your fill of my pretty cunt. Still glistening wet. “Oh fuck. I need to get you home.” I scramble into my seat while you come around to the driver’s side.

You climb into your truck and the electricity is palpable. You get as far as putting into your keys into the ignition before we’re all tongues and lips. And I’m climbing over the center console to sit on your lap. Moaning loud. Lips smacking. Watching me in the moonlight loosening your belt buckle. Freeing your buttoned fly. Pulling your zipper down. My head is dizzy with desire as your thick cock springs free. My lips are on yours. My hands are gliding up and down your heavy cock. You dislodge me long enough to push your open jeans past your knees.

One of your hands cups the back of my head, kissing harder, while the other rests on the door. Pulling my top down. Reflexively grabbing my own nipples at the sight of your massive dick. “Come here, baby. I need you on my cock.” You lean forward collect my mouth and bring me closer to your chest. Tongues fucking as I hover above your lap and slowly lower myself onto you. Both of us moaning at the first glide. And the second. And the way I grip your dick and desperately take more of you. “You’re so fucking big. This is what I wanted all night,” to screw my tight pussy onto your big cock. To feel the way you stretch me out. And the way you groan to me as I do it. “Jesus Christ, you feel so good.”

The parking lot is empty, as your truck creaks and shift as we fuck in the front seat. Both of my hands on the ceiling as I pound myself onto your cock. Your tongue and lips devouring my nipples. Your arms around me tight. Forcing me to take every inch of you. “That’s right, Angel, feel every inch of me pushing inside of you. Ah fuck yes, squeeze my dick just like that.” I can’t help it. My hands fall from the ceiling to bury my face in your neck. Moaning. Your hands on my hips keeping me full of you. Barely letting me lift up before you’re stuffing me again and again. And again. I’m panting. Melting. Dripping my slickness all over your seeking cock. “God, you’re so fucking hot.” Topping me from the bottom.

Our moans are definitely audible to anyone who may be passing by. This just gets me hotter. Wetter. Tighter. Louder. You just fuck me harder. You pull me closer, up against the base of the steering wheel and pin me there while you fuck with abandon. Staying my hips while you screw upwards. Trapped. Creaming. My head falls back, sobbing. I bow my back even farther and my palms brace against the top of the inside of the windshield.

“Honey…. Oh my god… babe!… Yes. Fuck,YES…. BABE!…” I come absolutely undone on your cock. Sobbing. Tilting my hips instinctively to take you deeper. Cumming harder. My hands come down to grip your head rest and sob against your panting lips. Your own screams pouring out of you as you cum into me, too. As deep and hard as you can. You fist my hair. Scream earnestly. Jerking beneath me. Yes, baby. Let my tight pussy milk every drop of you.

We manage to come down together. Breathing hard. Laying my head on your shoulder. You manage to pull my top up for me. Rubbing my back. I give you a sweet kiss and a wince as I pull off of you and drop into the passenger seat. Depleted, I buckle up and pull my boots off for the ride home. Asleep in no time and curled up next to you.