Coachella Weekend One [GROUP]

The first year we went to Coachella, we had no idea what to expect. We’d bought camping passes and just hoped for the best. It was me and my husband, and one of my best friends and her new boyfriend. We’d decided to get a big tent and all share everything. So, we packed up a bunch of booze, drugs, and gear and then sat in line getting into the polo fields for like six hours.

Harper and I shoved the drugs in our underwear and we made it through the security checkpoint with zero issues – it also helped we were totally clean cut looking and surrounded by people who looked like they were just leaving a rave.

Harper’s boyfriend, Cam, and my husband quickly stripped down to their board shorts and were setting up camp while Harper and I decided to go for a walk and see what there was in the campsite. We found the closest showers and bathrooms and made mental note. There was a little shop where we bought some water and some snacks. By then it was almost noon and getting hot.

We went back to the campsite and I changed into a bikini top and yoga shorts, while Harper put on this cute red bandana-style top and jean shorts that most of her ass was hanging out of. Harper and I have been running marathons together since college, so we’re both very fit. She’s around 5’6 and maybe 115lbs with a small b-cup. At the time we both had our hair cut into very short pixie cuts, which I wasn’t enjoying, but not having long hair was really nice in a camping situation.

The plan was to take it easy Friday and go all out on Saturday all day, then half-rage Sunday, then go home Monday. So, we drank and hit the sativa vape pen we’d snuck in and spent a chill day watching the bands. While everyone was going hardcore on the first night, we snuck back to the tents and ended up crashing early knowing the next day would be awesome.

Overnight it was really cold, and we woke up to it quickly transitioning from chilly in the tent to too hot to stay inside as the sun came up. I climbed out of the double sleeping bag I shared with my husband and woke up Harper. We walked to the bathrooms in sleep shirts and shorts, pee’d and headed back to camp where the guys were sitting around talking to the big group of college kids next to us. They were bartering food for drugs, which cracked me up. We had a lot of both, so I think they were just having fun with the girls.

We hid in the shade by our SUV and drank water and took supplements getting ready for the evening ahead. By the time we were hyper hydrated and ready to roll it was already mid-day and we got changed, dosed and headed in.

Since this was our day to shine, Harper and I had gone all fucking out on the outfits, like to the point it was almost embarrassing but we were like, who cares, this is our one chance to totally be those festival girls.

Harper had a pair of gold sequin spandex shorts that ended halfway down her ass cheeks and a tiny matching bra that had dangling tassels of gold string from it. She had these strips of gold sequin ribbon she tied down her legs that matched and she topped it off with gold strappy shoes.

I thought I was going more conservative, but it ended up not so much. I had a red and black mesh crochet bikini top that just managed to cover my nipples and tied in the back, and below that a high waist matching thong that tied on the sides. I pulled a black and red micro skirt over it which managed to cover part of my ass.

Standing in the camp site it felt a bit awkward, but looking around, girls were going all out and I knew once we were inside it wouldn’t matter. We took a mild dose of MDMA knowing we’d up that after nightfall and we headed in.

An hour later as it was kicking in, we were not embarrassed at all and just tried to stay together as a group. We danced our asses off in the tents and I was glad to be wearing so little and especially breathable stuff because it was hot. I noticed a lot of other girls wearing leotards and mesh see through tops, and stuff like that and I knew why. Between rolling balls, dancing and everything, it got hot fast.

As evening progressed and we lost track of time, we realized we had to take our second dose, so we hid in some shade for a bit and re-upped with a higher dose – ready for the big acts coming later.

We were at Girl Talk and Harper and I were dancing together, just grinding and being playful, but really feeling the molly and the music. My husband and Cam told us not to go anywhere and they went to refill the water bottles and get beers because they felt like it was coming on too strong.

At some point Harper and I had stopped dancing so hard and were now slow dancing and running our fingers through each other’s hair and touching our sides and stuff while everyone was dancing like crazy around us. We’d gotten totally lost in the sensory feel of being with to each other.

I don’t remember who kissed who first, but we went from slow dancing to full passionate make out and were just pulling at each other and kissing each other’s necks and lips. The crowd had broken up a bit as Girl Talk ended and we were still going, up against the sound booth. My husband shook me a bit and was like, babe, what’s up?

We started laughing pretty hard, him and Cam looked like they were having a hard time with the higher dose they took. It was Harper’s idea to go back to the tent.

Harper and I were practically skipping back holding hands, and Cam and hubs were trudging behind us looking a bit better. In the tent we made some warm vodka sodas, which kind of sucked. Cam and Hubs decided to trek to the little shop nearby and get provisions since we were in for the night now and rolling hard.

After they left, Harper and I stood behind the SUV and used a couple gallons of tap water we’d brought to try and get off some of the suntan lotion and sweat. She would pour water over my back and then rub at it with her hands, and it was one of the most incredible feelings ever. Before she got cleaned up she took off her sequin getup and changed into running shorts and a tank top, and I followed suit.

In the tent we setup a bluetooth speaker and got music going and sipped our drinks talking about all of the intense life stuff that comes up when you’re rolling. That, and just totally telling each other how much we loved them.

We were both laying on our backs on the floor, and my whole body was tingling. I took Harper’s hand and put it on my bare tummy and told her to touch me. She leaned over and ran her fingers in circles around my stomach and it felt like crackling electricity and I suddenly realized how wet I was.

She leaned in and kissed my hip bone and my entire body tensed with lightning and I arched my back and said, oh god. We laughed when she stopped. She told me to sit up, so I did and she moved close and wrapped my legs around her so I was in her lap and she kissed my neck softly and I felt fireworks and I got goosebumps everywhere. I held her tight and ran my hands down her back. She took her shirt off, then pulled mine up and over my head and we were together, breasts pushing close, and she was staring intensely in my eyes. She kissed me and I shuddered from the feeling. She asked if I was cold and I said no. She kissed me again. I don’t think my nipples had ever been so hard and my pussy was throbbing with need.

She ran her hand down my body and rested it over my shorts, pushing against my hot pussy lips underneath.

“You soaked through your shorts,” she said.

I reached down and the crotch of my shorts were slippery.

“You should probably take them off.”

I smiled. I stood in the tent, not moving away from her, and I felt her hands reach out and pull them down slowly. She was kissing the front of my thighs before I could even get the cotton shorts past my knees. I stepped out of them and I heard her toss them away. She kissed my legs, and leaned in and put an open mouth kiss on my shaved, soaking wet, pussy lips and I stumbled back with surprise and tripped on a pillow, falling to the ground.

Harper scrambled over laughing, and asking if I was ok. I nodded and she kissed me deeply, deeper and more passionately than any guy ever has. She moved down to my neck, then across my chest, and my nipples burned as she sucked them into her mouth and rubbed her tongue around them. She pushed my legs up and buried her mouth between my thighs. Her tongue parting my pussy lips and gliding across my clit was an absolute explosion of feelings. I felt it deep in my stomach and chest. I grabbed the back of her head and never wanted her to stop. It was no more than two minutes before I had a massive rolling orgasm that pushed me into the fetal position and shook my entire body. I cursed and moaned and it kept going for almost 30 seconds. She crawled behind me and held me, and as it was passing and I was trying to catch my breath the guys came in with their cell phone lights turned on. They had arm loads of stuff.

I jumped up and rushed to my husband, kissing him and knocking the stuff out of his arms. He reacted swiftly and was holding my little sweaty body tight against him. He cupped my ass and we kissed. I pulled at his shirt, unbuttoning it and getting it off of him. He didn’t even hesitate. I yanked at his shorts, and he untied them. I had a primal need for his cock.

I got his shorts down and took his half-hard cock into my mouth. It tasted sweaty, in a really fucking sexy way. He went a bit weak in the knees as I sucked him off and stroked his cock into my mouth and got him hard. I looked up at him and he was looking across the tent. I turned and Harper was illuminated by a fallen cell phone light and she was going down on Cam.

I grabbed the cell phones and turned them off so it was pitch black in the tent then turned and my husband had come over to me. I pulled him down into the pile of sleeping bags in the middle of the floor. I felt other bodies against me, Cam and Harper, finding their way to the floor. I felt hands on my side, strong ones of a man, probably Cam.

I reached out, touching Harper’s neck, it was delicate and a bit sweaty. I pulled her in for a kiss. As we kissed I felt multiple hands over my body, and it was intense. The darkness and the molly blended our bodies together. Finger’s parted my pussy lips, exploring and gliding around. I reached down Harpers body and felt a hand there too, inside of her.

We broke from our kiss and I turned to where I thought my husband was and the floor was empty. Feeling around I could hear people moving and breathing heavily. I found a hairy chest and leaned in, as I was kissing I thought it was Cam, I felt for our wedding ring, but he moved his hand. He pulled my head close. In the dark, Harper and I would feel close to the same with the same hair. I leaned into the kiss and kept feeling around.

Someone pulled me by my hips and I got a bit turned around and ended up on my back and felt bodies all around me. Someone was going down on me again, it felt like Harper’s lips. I felt a hand touch my face, and it was replaced by a cock. I leaned over and took it into my mouth.

A person rolled me over and pulled my hips up and I felt a hard dick slowly push inside of me. I reached back, unsure if it was Cam or not. Next to me I heard blowjob noises. Wet and sloppy.

The cock filling me from behind was exploding me with intense feelings. It was electric and fire all over my body as it dug inside of my body. He savagely grabbed at my ass and fucked me hard and fast, lightning speed and I couldn’t even keep my arms up and fell facedown just getting railed.

The blowjob sounds turned into thrusting sounds and Harper’s face was next to mine. We kissed at an awkward angle and I could taste sweat and precum on her lips. She was moaning between kisses and reaching for my face. We were both panting hard. Whoever was fucking her came loud and hard in primal grunts and collapsed onto her and we were on the floor together.

I felt the cock unleash inside of me, deep waves of cum pulsing and then the person pulled away, shooting a last rope onto my stomach. There was shuffling and I felt Harper move next to me. We cuddled tightly together. Then I felt a strong hand over my waist from the other side and felt the wedding ring there. I reached down, his cock was still hard against me. I kissed his neck. We all laid there for a while before talking.

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