[F/M] A beautiful sunset in-between the enchanting beats of Tomorrowland

NOTE: I took my time to describe the context as good as possible. I'm sorry if this causes a slow start of the story. For those unfamiliar with the festival, these videos can help: link 1 – link 2. Anyway, writing this down almost made me relive it which was really great. I hope you can feel a bit of the magic I felt over there. Enjoy!

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Rays of sun were peeking through the lovely ornaments of the highly decorated and iconic main stage while one of the first big DJ’s reached the climax of his set. Clouds of fog drifted slowly above the energetic crowd. It rained rose petals from the helicopters in the blue sky and there were bubbles everywhere. It was a wonderful sunset at Tomorrowland. We travelled hours to get here, paid way too much for these tickets. But it was worth it. It may sound cliché, but this really was PLUR: Peace, Love, Unity and Respect. And it was great.

Somewhere in this fairytale, in-between the madness, I met Florence. A lovely young, French woman, 24 years old. She seemed to be an upper class girl but was still a bit down to earth too. Her body was breathtaking. Mother nature did a great job here. She was perfectly tanned, accenting her blue eyes and adorable smile. Her breasts were just gorgeous. Her taste when we made out. Her joyful voice with that almost erotic French accent when she talked. Just hearing her whisper instantly got me hard. I just won the lottery.

She was the kind of girl that’s usually out of my league. I’m not the kind of “stud” you’ll always find in this kind of stories. Never been to the gym, healthy but rather skinny. The kind of guy no one dislikes but ends up friend zoned most of the time. Can’t really complain though. And Florence didn’t really care. She knew we wouldn’t see each other again after the weekend.

After a day of flirting, I knew we both wanted more. She hired a luxurious lodge at the festival and I wasn’t allowed in that area (general admission was expensive enough you know), so we had to be creative. The festival grounds had a lot of nature, the wooden paths between the stages zigzagged through trees and above ponds. But there was security everywhere and there seemed to be no place to escape behind the trees. Any sexual activities in the crowd or behind decorations could get us removed from the festival (they’re really serious about that there), so I started to lose my hope. Florence really wanted to see this DJ, so got into the crowd on the hill at the main stage. I didn’t really care about the DJ, all I wanted was this French beauty I just met. We stood close to a fog cannon. Droplets of fresh water covered our bodies as we were standing in the remaining heat of the setting sun. My soccer shirt clung to my body and so did Florence’s white tank top, revealing her great curves once again. I was really horny. The fact that I was surrounded by beautiful, wet girls didn’t really help. But I wanted Florence.

We started making out as another load of confetti filled the air. She knew what I was looking for. She took my hand and we walked up the hill, towards the VIP tent. When I tried to say I wasn’t allowed in there, she put her finger on my lips. Instead of entering the VIP area, she lead me to a wooden staircase towards the trees at the edge of the festival area. We ended up behind some big bushes, underneath the trees. We could see the top of the tall main stage but we were almost invisible to the crowd. There was a huge contrast with the crowded area down there at the stage. The pumping beats of the massive sound system were almost completely replaced by the beats of my heart, pounding of excitement.

I tried to stop her when she grabbed my shorts as I didn’t feel comfortable anymore. The place felt really open and it was really close to the VIP tent, but she assured me we were safe. As I felt the fabric of my basketball shorts sliding to my ankles, she slowly started rubbing my dick through my boxer briefs. We were still soaked from the fog cannon. Drops of water were making their ways down on our bodies. This was only the beginning, and it was almost too much to handle for me. She gently started moaning, I knew she was dripping wet. She wanted to fulfill all my needs. But I knew she wouldn’t rush it. She would take her time. Teasing me with her hands through my boxers.

When she gently pulled my cock out of my dripping wet boxers, she started massaging my balls. Tickling them, almost squeezing them – not too hard, but just enough to make me shiver -, sucking them passionately. This was a fairytale in the fairytale world of this festival. After I took off her white top and bra, her humid breasts touched my body. They looked almost golden in the soft glow of the sun peeking through the bushes. As she continued giving me the most arousing blowjob I ever received, my pre cum dripped on her nipples. As the music almost reached it’s climax, she started sucking and stroking my dick faster and faster. But I didn’t want this to end.

It was time to return the pleasure. I’d love to eat that pussy out. Whilst removing her panties, she told me she wanted to focus on me. I could please her as much as I want that night, but I would be the king of the hill there. She bent over and told me to take her from behind. Even though she wanted to do everything to satisfy me, she was the one who was in control. As my thick dick entered her pussy, I started thrusting inside her. Unconsciously synchronized with the beats of the music. It was like a dream. A vivid, great wet dream. Wet dreams always end too soon, but this one kept going on.

As I kept going on, I noticed a friend of Florence had entered our – apparently not so secret – little paradise with another guy, already half naked. They were more rushed, as they started going for it as fast as they could, almost ripping each other’s clothes of. Florence smiled briefly at them before she told me to keep going.

She was soaking wet. The water from the fog cannons had been disappeared now, it was all passion dripping out of her pussy. She and her friend started moaning louder and louder, as I reached my climax. My fluids started pumping in my dick. Faster and faster. Just like the music. Golden streamers were launched into the sky and the crowd started cheering once again as another big house banger dropped.

I told her I was ready. Out of breath, I asked here where she wanted me to cum. She was in control, remember? “Use my breasts. Titfuck me as hard as you can. Shoot your messy load all over my breasts.” Her pronunciation of “breasts” almost pushed me over the edge, with that beautiful -r.

As she firmly pushed her boobs around my dick, I felt like I couldn’t take it any longer. With the deepest moan I probably ever produced, thick ropes of hot cum escaped from my cock. I didn’t only cover her breasts, there was also cum on her face. While she kept stroking my manhood with her talented fingers, she tasted my cum.

While I took my time to become aware of what just happened, she was making out with her friend. As I was watching the outrageous light show of the main stage next to us, they were swapping cum with each other.

I was ready to give that girl the night she deserved. And what a night it was.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ccede/fm_a_beautiful_sunset_inbetween_the_enchanting