Impromptu sex with a horny Milf at a punk concert [MF][Public]

This is the first time I am posting to this subreddit, but the story just happened yesterday and is fresh in my mind and I just had to get it down so I could remember the details for a long while.

A small group of friends and I decided to go watch a punk show that came through town and also had a beautiful 3 hour time window of free beer. It was awesome. You get these little tiny goblets that hold about 3 ounces of beer and you just keep refilling your cup at whatever craft brewery tent you wanted. At first, it seemed really silly that the glasses were so small, but after our 15th refill, you definitely appreciated the small size of the goblets.

While I was standing in line at one of the more popular tents, the line was longer than most of the rest giving me time to people watch and sip my 3 ounces of stout before getting another pour. As I was looking around, my eyes caught the gaze of this beautiful older woman. She was probably in her late 40’s/early 50’s but had a body like she was 21. She had on a flowy, white dress, the kind that was so sheer you felt like you could see through it with just the right light. Her breasts were pouring out of the top of her dress as she slowly swayed in the breeze listening to the music. She had brown hair, pulled into two short pigtails. She smiled at me, continuing to sway and dance, my gaze fixed on her hips rocking back from side to side. Before long, one of my friends nudged me and started talking about what beer we were going to get and I lost track of the girl.

My friends were joking with me that I was too distracted, but definitely saw the same girl I was looking at and they could see why. As the concert progressed, my friends would point out that girl any time we saw her and we would try to get in her line or hang out nearby listening to the music. I figured she was just great eye candy and it made the show all the better. I loved our little game of searching for her and then sharing a drink when we spotted her.

The last act came on just as the sun was going down and everyone crowded in down by the stage. My favorite spot is just to the left of the stage so I can see everything but not be right in the thick off all of the people swaying and dancing and moshing. As I was watching and bouncing around and loving the music, I happened to look over to my left and saw the same girl we had been looking at all day. She saw me notice her, smiled and started to shift over towards me. Pretty soon, she was standing right next to me, joining me in my slow swaying that I like to call dancing. Have you ever tried to dance to punk rock? It’s hard unless you are throwing your arms around and spinning in a circle!

In between songs, we made small talk. She was a long time fan of the band Bad Religion, who happened to be playing this show. She was there by herself, just to enjoy the music and atmosphere. While she was talking to me, it was almost impossible not to stare at her perky breasts, sitting dangerously close to falling out of her white dress. She grabbed my hand a few times and we spun around and danced in a small circle. It was flirtatious and fun.

After dancing through a few songs, she asked me if I was thirsty because she needed another drink. It took me about 0.1 seconds to say absolutely. We walked back over to the beer tent and stood in line. Since the tent was away from the stage, it made it really easy to talk without yelling over the guitars. She started telling me about her “wilder” days of going to punk shows and dressing as sexy as she could. She loved showing her boobs to the bands and loved the attention she got when the music was loud and furious and she was dancing and swaying away to it.

Needless to say, the longer I talked to her, the more I felt myself getting turned on thinking about this girl’s beautiful milky breasts spilling out of her shirt and her tight small frame swaying in the breeze. I almost suggested to her that she show her breasts to this band, but since we were in the beer line and far away from the stage, I didn’t think she would actually do it. Besides, maybe her “wild” days were behind her and she was just reliving the glory.

After we got our beers, we decided to stand on the grass and watch the band from up on the hill a little bit since it had gotten crowded down by the stage. This girl was a lot shorter than me. I am 6’2″ and she was probably about 5’5″ I was standing behind her, she in front of me her hips slowly swaying with the music below. As the songs went on, our bodies began to get closer and closer together.

Before long, my arms were around her shoulders and neck and we were dancing together listening to the music. Her gyrations began to get more and more pronounced. I could feel her tight ass through the fabric of her dress slowly brushing across my crotch. I was hard as a rock after a short while of her doing this. It was now completely dark outside and the more she gyrated and moved, the bolder I got with my hands. They had moved from her shoulders and were now on her hips, my fingers stretching gently catching a graze of her asscheek. She was now moving her hips more directly towards my hard cock. Just as I was about to get even bolder and go in for a full on grab of asscheek, her hand slipped around her own waist, finding my crotch. She grabbed onto my dick through the outside of my pants and leaned back into my chest. She half muttered Mmmmmmmmmm and squeezed me through my pants. We danced like this for a short while before I placed my hand firmly on her ass. She reacted with the way I would have hoped for and pushed back into me slightly. We continued to dance like this for most of the short song, her hand squeezing my dick through my pants, my hands cupping her ass, exploring every bit of flesh I could feel. I was wishing her dress was shorter so I could feel even more of her, but was excited with what was already happening.

When the song ended, she turned around, leaned into my neck and whispered in my ear “We need to go fuck, right now.” Then bit my ear lobe and started walking back up the hill towards the food trucks and beer stands.

Back where all of the portable bathrooms were was a fence that divided the property line for the concert venue. It was one of those cheap orange construction fences though, so wasn’t very stable. On the other side of that fence was one of those giant container-like trash bins they use for big construction jobs. She looked over her shoulders, quickly slipped under the orange construction fence and disappeared behind the container. I immediately followed her, excited for what I would find.

As soon as I came around the container, there she was – both hands placed on the container, her ass sticking out, her dress pulled up just above her waist exposing her black, lacy underwear. I walked over, got down onto my knees and started kissing her thighs, behind her knees, under her butt cheeks and slowly licking the insides of her thighs. She was soaked and smelled so deliciously sweet. I pulled down her underwear and buried my face deep into her dripping pussy. There were thousands of people no more than 20 feet away from us, but here behind this container, we were alone. As my tongue furiously flicked across her neatly shaved mound, she kept pushing her ass further and further into my face. She came in a matter of minutes and I will never forget how amazing it felt to have her legs clamp down onto the sides of my head as I traced my tongue over her clit. My mouth filled with sweet juices and I could feel very muscle in her legs twitch with ecstasy.

After her legs stopped shaking and she regained a little composure, she reached around and grabbed at the waistband of my jeans. She had them down to my knees in a hurry and eagerly put her mouth around my throbbing cock. She would suck rally deeply on the head of my dick and as the music got more intense and fast, she sank her head down and took as much of me into her mouth as she could.

After a few short songs, we heard the band on stage say that their last song was coming up. My mystery girl quickly got up from taking my dick deep into her mouth and bent back over with her hands on the container. “Fuck me, hard” is all she said. I didn’t need a second invitation and slid my dick deep into her soaking wet pussy. As soon as I was all the way inside of her, it felt like she came again, her legs spasming, her pussy clamping down over my dick. I was fucking her deep and as hard as I could, letting the punk rock music guide each thrust.

She felt so good, like each stroke was going to get me lodged in her tight pussy. Her juices were flowing down my legs. I could smell her sweet scent and it was driving me to the point of no return. As I thrust deep into her, I told her I was about to cum. She pushed back hard into my hips and said “Fill me up” I quickly had my doubts about cumming in this beautiful stranger, but the music and her tight, wet pussy drove me over the edge. I shot what felt like gallons of cum deep inside of her. She too was cumming once again, feeling me explode.

We quickly got dressed and shared a deep, passionate kiss before walking back out onto the grassy hill. I realized then that was the first kiss we actually had during our sexy romp. We walked together back out to the parking lot. We continued to make small talk and eventually exchanged phone numbers. We thought it would be fun to meet up again and have some more hot sexy times. Just before my Uber got there, she jumped behind a tree and came back out holding something in her hands. It was her black, lacy underwear, still soaked with our cum. She gave me another deep kiss and I got into my Uber wondering how I got so lucky to make eyes at a hot girl, only to have her turn out to be a nympho milf. My friends had lots of questions for me on the Uber ride home. Suffice to say, I think I had a better time than they did at the concert.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/70wkwf/impromptu_sex_with_a_horny_milf_at_a_punk_concert