A Little Fling at the Rave [M30F21] [noncon]

Light. Sound. The air in my lungs vibrated as I squeezed my way through the press of people. I was blind, in a way, not because I couldn’t see, but because there was too much to see. Lights, laser lights, glitter, reflections, bodies, skin, hair, tits, ass, legs, arms, faces. So many faces. They blurred together.

I rubbed hand over my face, it felt…numb? Not numb, stretched? What the fuck?

I blinked, trying to focus. I took a deep breath. My lungs felt…big? Hollow. They were hollow. What?

…Fucking asshole. That fucking asshole. An anger springs up and spreads its arms through my body, my neck. Fucking piece of shit. Of course. Of course this fucking happens to me.

I blinked hard to steady myself as whatever drug that piece of shit had given me instead of the one I’d asked for washed through my blood. Ride it out. Just have to ride it out. What? A few hours. I…can…

…A light springs through my skin, my muscles, it’s…whatever it is, it feels so fucking good. I’m melting, standing there as waves of sound thunder through my body. I’m drowning in velvety fire, a big stupid grin spreads over my face, before I can focus again. And focus I do.

Women. I look around. So many women. Angels, each one. Beautiful, glorious movements that shine like the sun. They’re so bright, I-

…I’ve got an erection. I look down at it. It’s so…tight, so needy. A distant part of me realizes I should be embarrassed right now. I consider feeling it, before-

Just a flash as you pass by. I see your eyes captured in a burst of pink-yellow light. You’re looking at me. You’re looking into my eyes. Then you’re gone.

I snap to, hunting. No. No. No. You’re gone. I tear off through the crowd, hunting for you. Breedable tanned skin. Thighs you can dig your hands into. Tits that belonged in my mouth. An ass bursting out of an orange bikini. Fishnets. Glitter. Long hair I’ll be wrapping my fingers in. A black unicorn with a golden horn pinned to your orange bikini.

My heart stops as I see you. I stop as I see you. The crowd washes in and out around me, around us.

I approach, ignoring the complaints of the wall of people around me as I shove my way through to you.

You’re dancing. You’re alone, engulfed in a sea of people, faces, flesh. You jiggle. You bounce. You flaunt.

I close on you, the hunger rising, frothing within me, but I hesitate.

The first time we make contact I nearly collapse, my knees shaking.

The second time my hand brushes your arm. A bit of precum spurts from my cock. Your skin is so hot, so smooth, an invitation to unknown, undreamt of pleasures.

I wrap my arms around on the third, pressing my cock between your cheeks, squeezing your hips, driving you back against me. I grind into you, mouth going slack jawed. You can’t imagine how good this feels.

I feel your hands on mine, trying to pry me off.

What a fun game, wrestling. I wrap my arms around you and start to dry hump, feeling the soft cushion of your ass against mine. Distantly, I think I hear your voice. It’s urgent. I fill my hands with your tits, groping them over your top, then slide them up and under the fabric. “Holy shit!” I moan. My hands are aflame with the heat of you, the glory of your body. I grope you, relentless, pinching and twisting your nipples, smiling big and dumb as I tease you.

Your hands are more desperate now.

It’s okay, I think. This won’t take long. I wrench down your bottoms, pull down my shorts, wrap my hand around your hair to hold you against me, and then-

You’re taking me. Dear god, I break through into heaven itself as my head slips inside you. The heat. I wince at the excruciating pleasure as your pussy swallows me whole. I stay there, not even thinking to fuck you, basking in your depths. “Fuck,” I moan. Then, my body starts up. Slow, so slow I start to rock my hips back and forth.

You’re holding onto me now. Fingernails digging into my arm. It hurts.

I fuck. I thrust, holding you against me with your hair, your breast as I make love to you. Our love is so hot, so wet. I lose control, abandoning myself inside you. I think I can hear you singing.

And there it is, rushing at me, rising from within. I start to moan as I feel my cum rising through my balls. Inside. Deep. I hold you against me as I die, hurled across the surface of the sun, your searing heat tearing across my cock. Molten magma soothes through me, killing me as your pussy swallows every drop of my love.

Then, you’re gone.

…I look around. My shorts are around my legs, cum dripping from my cock. I look around. You’re gone…

There, on the ground, a black unicorn with a golden horn. I bend down and pick up my souvenir.

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