[FM] Anonymous handjob at a concert

What follows is a true story from my young, slutty days (as opposed to my current mature, slutty days).

I was 19. It was a smallish outdoor concert, maybe 300 people. I wasn’t of drinking age so I can’t blame it on alcohol, but something came over me that night.

I had arrived early and was standing not too far from the front, stage left as the sun went down on a hot summer night. The show started and I was transfixed by the singer. I swear at one point (as we all do) that he looked right at me, singing to me.

About halfway through the show as the crowd closed in around me, I noticed a tall, thin guy directly in front of me, almost blocking my line of sight. He was so close we were almost touching and we were kind of dancing at the same tempo.

I don’t remember the specifics but at some point my hands ended up on his body. I may have steadied myself from being jostled by the crowd by putting a palm against the middle of his back. Then my hands moved to his waist, then his chest, as I moved my body closer to his. And I’m not even sure if he looked back at that point, he just leaned into me and we danced with my hands on his chest and my body pressed against him, breathing against his shoulder blade. I slid my hands down and back up under his shirt. And I started moving my hands down toward the top of his pants. These skinny guys and that notch between their leg and hip, like a direct channel to the groin. I love it so much…

I slid my hand past his belt, down into his underwear. He may have reached back for me at this point. I just remember he was hard, and I was already 100% into this perverted public act. In the dark. With approximately 300 people around us. I squeezed his shaft in my hand and began stroking him slowly. He reached back his hand to touch my face, my hair…we weren’t looking at each other. I’m not even sure if he knew what I looked like and I don’t remember his face to this day. I only remember his tall, warm body as I pressed my face into his back and began stroking him faster and faster until I felt his cock pulse and his warm cum running down my fingers. He finally turned around to look at me, maybe kissed me?

His friends, who at some point had noticed their friend had a girl’s hand down his pants, looked at us wide-eyed like “wtf just happened?!”

We didn’t exchange information. It wasn’t even the end of the show.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/osfyrx/fm_anonymous_handjob_at_a_concert