The Concert [M/F, CNC, RapeFantasy, Fiction]

I’m in the audience, near the front at my favourite band’s gig. The music is loud and the crowd are electrified. We are packed tightly together and there is no option but to go with the swaying and bouncing that the rhythm induces. The air is thick with smoke and it’s mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

I’m suddenly aware of the girl immediately in front of me. A different smell, her hair soft. She’s struggling to stay on her feet and she knows that if she stumbles she could be seriously hurt. Without thinking, I work my arms around her, she instinctively holds on and I lift her easily and pull her against me. She tries to turn to look for who holds her but there just isn’t room. I whisper loudly in her ear. “I’ve got you, you’re safe”. I feel her relax slightly.

We are buffeted together by the crowd and my groin grinds into her ass. It’s easy to pass off that I can’t help myself, it’s not my fault. But my growing erection makes her realise I’m not sorry. She starts to tense again and I can feel her attempts to move away. I tighten my arms around her and pull her against my swelling cock. I again lean in and whisper loudly that she should be still and enjoy it. I sense she is nervous as to what I mean, but my fingers fumbling to unbutton her jeans makes my meaning clear. She panics, and tries to struggle but there is nowhere to go. I ease down her zip and slip my hand inside to feel the soft cotton of her panties. She is panicked now and I hear her attempts to tell me “no, please” but I ignore her.

All sight and sound of the music and crowd are gone as I work my fingers into the waistband of her underwear, as she at the same time attempts to wriggle free. My other hand reaches up to her breast and helped by her clearly not wearing a bra under her shirt, I feel a nipple immediately harden to my touch. She whimpers as her body betrays her and it turns to a sob as I quickly decide to take her and begin to push her jeans and panties down.

There is panic in her voice as she again pleads “No, please, not here, not like this” and whilst I’m sure she means it, part of her is clearly excited as my fingers, on the lips of her vulva, are rapidly becoming coated in her arousal. I can only just get her jeans and panties over her ass but I’m so desperate now, I cannot wait any longer. I release my cock and it springs out with an unmistakable slap to her bared bottom. I’m several inches taller than her and so I have to stoop to get my member resting in the gusset of knickers as she goes up on tiptoe in an attempt to avoid the copious amounts of precum I’m producing.

My cock is throbbing almost painfully as I stop to take a breath and to enjoy the sensation of her warm bottom squirming against my groin. She pauses, perhaps assuming this is as far as I go. She is wrong, whilst the sensations are glorious, I’ve been celibate way too long to waste emptying my load into her panties. She is so sexy I need to act fast or that is exactly what’s going to happen. I put my mouth close to her neck, feeling her tremble and hoarsely whisper in her ear. “Hold tight”. I lift her easily off her feet, and feel my cock spring up so its tip is touching her labia. “Oh no, please, I’m so ashamed, no”. Her legs tense straight as I slowly relax my hold allowing her own body weight to gradually impale herself on my hot throbbing phallus. Her wetness and my precum mix so that there is next to no resistance as I slide into her up to the hilt. She gasps, trying to accommodate my size but finding herself on tiptoe to do just that.

I begin slowly lifting her and withdrawing, lowering her and thrusting, and I’m rewarded with little squeaks from her as she struggles to maintain her composure and deny her own arousal. I’m delighted to see a friend of hers, clearly oblivious as to the assault, grinning at her and nodding, assuming that she is just enjoying the show. I just wish I could have seen the flushed look on my victims face as she attempted to not give away her predicament.

My tempo increases with the music and judging by the “uh, uh, uh, uh, ugh, ugh, oh god” coming from her mouth I sense she is close to climax. Desperate to complete her humiliation before I finish, I thrust harder whilst simultaneously pinching her nipples. This sends her over the edge and I can feel her orgasm soaking my cock and running down both our legs. Spurred on I keep up the pace whilst telling her she has been a “good girl”. This clearly hits a spot in her brain because she starts to shake and has another gushing orgasm that seems stronger than the first.

This in turn sends me over the edge and I hold her down on my cock as it begins to spasm and squirt copious amounts of semen into her for what seems like an eternity. When I am finally spent, I reluctantly withdraw, disappear in to the crowd leaving her to pull up her jeans and soggy underwear and to admit to herself that I was the best she’d ever had, because she had no choice, she could be guilt free.

Flushed, ashamed, elated, her body quivering, her breaths shallow, she quickly pulls up her clothes in one move, her panties twisting in her haste to appear decent, bunched uncomfortably halfway up her ass cheeks. Without capability to fix till the end of the evening she can’t possibly forget how her pussy was just used, publicly, how she responded to a random man’s touch and his cock, and how she so quickly relented and wanted to feel his foreign cum spill into her. As she and her friend leave the venue, hours later, she finds herself looking at all the men, wondering… And her cheeks flush and her cum drenched pussy freshly moistens. Her friend, finally able to turn around and look at her, sees her cheeks and chest red with sweat beads on her forehead. “Are you OK?” she asks, concerned. “Oh, yeah, it was just so fucking hot in there. I think next time I should wear a skirt…”.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hiqtp3/the_concert_mf_cnc_rapefantasy_fiction