He Had Me at Hello [MF]

Music festivals. We all know and love them. The freedom, lowered inhibitions and space to just be utterly yourself. God I miss them.

It was the summer after I graduated and was heading out to start the next chapter of my life. A huge well known tour was coming to a town about an hour away and it promised to be a blast. A few of my girlfriends and I decided we had to go live it up.

I’ve always been a bit self conscious about my figure (or rather lack thereof….thank you IBTC), but when it comes to dressing for festival outfits, that can actually be a plus. I decided to go all out, stereotypical festival girl, less is best and I’ll hope for the best. Think: bikini bottoms with neon fishnets over them, electric tape Xs over my nipples and lots of glitter (and of course a smile).

We made it to the huge night show on an outdoor stage, thousands of people in a giant mass of humanity just in tune to the beats blaring from the speakers, grinding, vibing, and just living life. A caught sight of a cute guy in the crowd and made my way away from my friends over to him and started dancing on him.

He had my hips and I leaned my head back, looking up into his eyes, watching the flashing neon lights illuminate his handsome face. We were completely caught up in the sweaty mass of party people and it was perfect. I could feel that he was getting “excited” and I mentally decided that if this went somewhere, I’d be down. Fuckit, YOLO…right?

We kept on dancing and I kept waiting for him to ask to go back to his tent, the woods, somewhere, anywhere. Instead I feel him wrap his hands around my tummy and a finger slips in the waistband of my bikini. “Right here?” He asks with a hint of questioning excitement.

Why not? No one knows me here, if someone sees me, who cares, I’m sure I’m not the only one in a similar situation here tonight. I reach back to the front of his shorts, slip his hardened length out and say “go for it” as I look up into his eyes.

The next thing I know, I feel him pulling my bikini bottoms to the side and he slips in with one firm thrust thanks to a mix of the heat of the night and my total arousal. He stretches me, but my utter lack of inhibitions at this point have me smiling through the sudden new fullness.

I continue to grind on him to the beat and soon I’m bouncing back against him, becoming more bold in showing exactly what’s happening in the middle of the crowd. One or two people notice what’s going on but simply give a cheer and get back to the show.

He has a hand down the front of my bikini bottoms and I’m throwing my hips back in wanton abandon, trying to get us both to cum. I feel the sensation building inside me when I look back and practically beg him to push me over the edge. Taking both my hips firmly in hand, he buries himself deep inside me as I clench around his shaft, finishing myself as he empties himself inside me.

We hold that moment of utter bliss until we snap back to reality as the set starts to wind down for another artist to come on. I pull away and adjust what little modesty I have in my bikini bottoms, give him a light, chaste kiss, and head back to my friends with his cum running down my legs, soon to forgotten about in the next sweaty set in this giant mass of humanity. God I love festivals.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/niid4c/he_had_me_at_hello_mf