Ness was excited.
The gig was busy and there was an electric atmosphere.
She was already a little tipsy from all the vodkas they'd had on the train.
Her hair was down in beachy waves, she wore a tight leather skirt (no knickers, who wants a VPL) and the band t-shirt.
She felt pretty hot tonight.
The warm up band was good and the drinks were flowing.
It was cramped, people pushing and shoving but that only added to the atmosphere.
Sticky floors, sweaty bodies touching.
Random hands, on other random peoples body parts.
Thats what made it fucking awesome!
The music was blaring.
Ness and her friends, quite drunk now, were dancing and jumping. Singing along to all the words.
Ness felt something brush over her arse cheek.
She glanced round, expecting to see some gross, perv of a guy.
She was pleasantly surprised.
His eyes were the first thing that stood out. Ness has a thing for eyes!
His were mesmerising and his smile was cheeky, yet fucking seductive.
Ness felt the blood pumping straight down to her pussy, as her heart rate heightened.
She continued dancing, sensing a hot presence behind her.
As the music played Ness casually shuffled backwards. Her pussy longing to be closer to this mysterious guy.
He didn't disappoint.
He grabbed her wrist and placed her hand on his cock. It was solid!
