[MF] 90s sex at a festival on drugs

So, I’m not much of writer but I’ve got a few sexy stories to tell. This is a story from the late 90s, at a rock festival in the UK. Me and my GF (now wife), let’s call her Megan, had been going together for a couple of years. At this time, poppers (Amyl Nirate) were still legal and really common. She hadn’t tried it although I had, along with sniffing glue and aerosols and other stupid stuff I would never do now. We were around 19 or 20 years old, uni students.

Anyway, we saw some poppers for sale at the festival market and decided to buy some. If you haven’t seen it, it comes in a tiny glass bottle and it smells so strong you only need to sniff a bit and you are instantly high. It literally wakes you up if you have fainted which I think was the original use. So we bought some and went to see the band on the main stage (I forget who). We had a sniff from this bottle and seriously within about 1 minute we kissed and suddenly had a huge blood rush and we are absolutely desperate to fuck each other. We are in the middle of this crowd and I’m groping her tits and she’s grinding against my cock. After a few minutes of this We literally run back to our tent, horny as fuck.

We were camping with a load of other people so we haven’t been able to do much that makes noise, but now we are alone in our bit of the campsite in the middle of the day. Zip up the tent, pull off each others clothes and I was so hard. Without her baggy, hippy, 90s outer layers, Megan looked what you would now call “thick”, basically a normal girl next door. Fantasic curvy figure, amazing big ass. She takes off her bra revealing perfect huge tits with ghost nipples. You didn’t even normally know they were there because of the 90s baggy sweatshirts so seeing them was always a beautiful surprise.

She is so hot, whips her panties off revealing a lovely full bush (totally standard at the time) and I could already see how wet she was by the clumps of wet hair around her vagina.

Both of us absolutely buzzing from the poppers, she pulls me on top of her and spreads her legs. We weren’t using condoms as she was on the pill and she was so ready and wet my rock hard cock just slid straight into her. It’s probably still the fastest from clothed to naked and fucking we’ve ever gone. Right away we are fucking like crazy, she (always very vocal) is moaning like crazy in this packed campsite with just the tent canvas wall between us and random people walking by. We are far from exhibitionists but by now we don’t care, the sun is shining on the tent and it’s bright daylight and we are sweaty and horny and high as fuck. My cock feels amazing inside of her and my balls are slapping against her ass and our tongues are in each others mouths and we can’t fuck hard enough.

After a few minutes of this, she pushes me over so she can ride me and starts grinding on me with her eyes closed. Those perfect huge tits are in my face and she comes on me (orgasms were rare for her then, I’ll write a story about how they became common later). I came inside her soon after, still feeling from the drugs like all the blood in my body was in my cock. Even so many years later one of the sexiest fucks even though it was so quick. For a while we lay there naked, touching each other and just enjoying each others bodies. The smell of sweat and cum, and the feeling of our hearts racing from the drug and the post-orgasm come down.

A non-sexy postscript – after a while we got in the sleeping bag and opened the tent flap for some air. Suddenly this drug dealer comes along and tries to sell us some pot. We already have some and anyway wouldn’t buy it from a random at a festival. He spots a camera in the tent (35mm film, 24 shots disposable – it’s late 90s remember) and says we look so cute he wants to take our photo. [This isn’t going where you want btw – it’s a funny anecdote]. So we say no, as we don’t trust him. He gives us his bag full of cash (several 1000 pounds at least, honestly) as deposit and says he wants to take one photo. So we say ok, he takes 1 snap on this film camera, gives it back to us and leaves (he’s clearly high too). We’re still semi-naked in a sleeping bag, sweaty and reeking of sex and he’s left his big bag of cash! 5 minutes later we realise what has happened we’re wondering what to do. Don’t want to keep a drug dealers cash hoard, seen too many movies – luckily he stumbles back asking around the campsite if anyone had seen his bag and didn’t seem to even remember us. Gave it back of off he went. Still have the photo – one of my favourites ever :)

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