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[M34/F36] Lyra and I sneak off during a music festival [public] [sneaky] [passionate]
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This is a bit further ahead, but it remains one of the most powerful experiences I've ever had and one of my favorite with Lyra. You can catch up in my Story Index.

We hadn’t fucked in two weeks and it was killing us. Lyra and I went to a music festival with her family and we were working together at one of the more popular attractions, run by her close friends. As if being close to her after two weeks wasn’t already driving me insane, Lyra dressed in festival gear, in her element, in the outdoors … I was practically chewing my hand off. The staff got excellent camping spots right in the center of the action, but that also meant we were surrounded by coworkers and family, limiting our closeness to quick kisses and cheeky grins from my tent to hers.

On the second day of the festival, our shifts ended at the same time. I hadn’t hoped that we would get any time together, but as that became more likely, my heart started racing. Her family was out doing a different activity, and the area was more or less empty when we got back to our tents, just people walking past on the main path. 

Lyra and I snuck back to my tent. As soon as I closed the door, we were … voracious. It was like we had been starving—we had been starving for each other. That kind of intense, desperate passion like when you’re reunited after a long time. 

But we had to be silent. 

 We barely took off any clothes, just in case. Lyra lost her tights, but that was it. I had to taste her, and dragged my tongue over her cunt. She was practically dripping, rolling her hips up into me, clawing at my shoulders dragging me up to kiss me.

Our lips parted just enough for me to look into her eyes while I slid my cock inside of her sooo slow. It was an electric searing heat. I nearly passed out.

“Oh my fucking god,” i whispered, “I missed you so much!”

“I missed you!” Lyra was clinging to me, pulling on my shirt, my hips, anything to get me deeper inside of her. 

I held her head to my shoulder, letting her bit me hard to keep quiet. We moved so slowly, like any sudden shifts might break the silence and end THIS, this incredible connection. We rolled our hips, just enough for that deep grinding, where you feel every tiny little movement. As small as the movements were, we were completely on fire. I was kissing her temple, her neck, tasting the sweat building on Lyra’s body. Her entire body was fucking back against me, rolling underneath me with all of her strength.

It was also so god damn hot, having spent ages apart. The kink of having tent sex, something that has been on our list for a long time, as well as festival sex and hiding from her family and colleagues. 

I’m not sure if Lyra stopped cumming the entire time. We were in my tent for 45 minutes, but felt like 10 at most. We were completely lost in each other. Lyra has an exhibition kink too, so I was whispering in her ear about people passing and her cumming her brains out three feet away from them. Covering her mouth so her little whimpers wouldn’t be heard… just … fuuuck.

***

Obviously, we had to do that again.

Later that night, we had been to the main stage, near the front, dancing and being silly together, jumping around and just being big kids. Seeing Lyra smile and laugh, dancing with her eyes just on me... It was one of those experiences where I kept asking myself how I possibly got so lucky. I have those thoughts a lot. 

After the show, Lyra came straight to my tent. We were both so caught up in the whole atmosphere of midnight, festival sex, being in a tent, being in public, hearing the next show on the main stage just outside and hoping it would cover some of our noise. But again, we had to be sneaky…

This time we could take our time though. No one was going to interrupt us, no surprises. I took my time stripping Lyra out of her clothes, taking in every inch of her for the first time in weeks. Kissing and running my lips and tongue over every inch of her, mouth watering and heart completely full. Feeling all of her body against mine. If the afternoon was as quick as we could stand, I was determined to savor Lyra for as long as I possibly could now. 

I probably failed at being quiet. I know I growled into her skin, into her cunt when I finally tasted her, into her shoulder when I finally filled her. I know that, looking into her eyes, watching her lose herself and cum as soon as my hips pressed against her, I couldn’t help but tell her how deeply I love her. 

I held Lyra’s hand above her head, lost in the swirling colors coming in through my tent, lost in the unbearable euphoria of being so perfectly connected, lost in the kink and the lust and the love and the unbelievable bond, I held her hand because I couldn’t possibly NOT hold her hand.

I pressed my forehead to hers, sweat dripping from both of us, both of us panting, clutching, staring deep into each other’s eyes. 

… when I finally came… it felt like a tidal wave. It built in my whole body, tensing and straining, built up and up and up from the tiny, sensitive movements, the look in her eyes. It built for minutes on end, slow and deep. It was like we were being edged by the circumstances, but also being fed the most deliriously delicious experience together. 

Lyra has given me extraordinary orgasms. Lyra has made me black out and she has made me see stars. I have literally fallen over from being exhausted, and I have been so in love with her, I would storm the gates of hell without a second thought. 

I have never cum like I did that night. I completely lost control. My body and my mind were not mine. I was lost in her, lost in this moment, lost in the experience, and I was consumed by it. My whole entire body experienced this massive, rolling, passionate orgasm. I remember flailing wildly. I might have shouted. It was like comets colliding.

We held each other, shaking with adrenaline and emotion. Like we might dissolve into each other. Lyra stayed with me that night, both of us tangled naked in my sleeping bag until the early morning, when she snuck back into her own tent. 

Lyra's feedback was less verbal than physical.

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