Sweaty bodies packed tight and hot. Amplified rock, extra loud in the balcony. Billowing smoke through colored lights, two parts pot one part tobacco.
Just how Carly liked it.
She felt the thrum of the bass through the iron rails. There were seats in the balcony, but everyone was crunched to the front.
Her boyfriend Lee passed her a joint. She took a deep hit and passed it to Jake, Lee's best friend.
They were all bare-armed, sweaty, and dancing as room allowed -- and there was no room. Still, Carly managed to light a cigarette.
She found some room by leaning over the railing. Then a guy behind her began rubbing his dick on her ass.
At least he has rhythm, thought Carly. She rubbed her ass back on the mystery dick, which swelled and began dry humping her ass crack.
Lee passed her another joint, and she took another deep hit before passing it to Jake. Holding the hit, she slowed her ass-humping.
So the nameless man behind her pulled up the hem of her yellow sundress and freed his dick from his fly.
Holy shit, thought Carly. His large hand fumbled down, found the gusset of her panties, and pulled them aside. Yup, her pussy lips were quite wet, a probing finger found.
"Oh!! O-ahh!!" cried Carly. Quite loudly, too.
But everyone there was yelling, so nobody noticed.
"Wah-hoo!!" said Lee.
"Hee-yah!!" added Jake.
She had to widen her stance -- she now had a long thick cock stroking her pussy lips. It was getting all lubed up, and the ridge of the head kept flicking her swelling clit.
Carly was a small thin woman, and the man had to bend his knees to reach her twat. He must have strong legs, she thought.
Her clit began to throb. Her cigarette fell from her fingers. (Who knows upon whom it landed?) She felt his wiry pubes on her ass and his tumescent balls bounce on her thighs.
