Peter had never been bummed out at a concert before, but tonight that's how he found himself. It had been 2 months since Allison had broken up with him, and he still wasn't over it. The calendar notification on his phone that morning had been an especially sharp knife into his unhealed broken heart.
Allison's favorite artist announced his tour eight months ago, and Peter had bought tickets for her birthday as soon as they went on sale. A giant smile had lit up her face as she threw her arms around his neck so forcefully they fell to the floor laughing. Any thought of the concert died when she unexpectedly left him 6 months later. That is until that morning when his phone buzzed to remind him.
There were loads of reasons for him not to go. He didn't have anyone to go with. Live music had been their favorite thing to do together, so every moment would be a bitter reminder. He liked EDM, but it wasn't his favorite. But there were also reasons that he should go. He needed to start the healing process and get out of his newly rented studio apartment. He did love live music. And he had spent a lot of money on those tickets. It took up until that night to finally make up his mind, say fuck it, and call an uber.
On arrival, Peter immediately regretted his decision. Everything reminded him of her. The merch booth that Allison always liked to visit post-concert. The already lingering smell of sweat, beer, and the cold AC. Couples laughing, kissing and holding hands. The venue itself. They had seen so many bands play here. He was about to bail, when a group of girls caught his eye. They were wearing classic rave/edm garb. Neon spandex with fishnets. No top, pasties covering their nipples. Hair in pig tails and glitter body paint all over. The stirring in his jeans reminded Peter that he hadn't been touched by a girl in months. Maybe it's worth staying after all, if just to look at scantily clad rave chicks.
He hadn't arrived early, so there was a pretty long line at the bar. When he got to the front, he bought two shots and two beers. Downed the shots, grabbed the beers and walked into the venue. The opener was playing and the room was already pretty full. The venue was large, but it was no stadium tour. Honestly it was probably too small for this artist. He had blown up over the past year and had already outgrown his past bookings.
Peter took a hard right as soon as he walked in and stood near the back. He was just planning on vibing for a bit and making his exit before the encore.
The opener was pretty solid. A female DJ Peter hadn't heard of before. She got the people dancing and the party going, which was all she really needed to do. By the end of her set Peter had finished one beer and was sipping on his second one. He was already feeling a little loose from the alcohol. The room continued to fill as the DJ took a bow. As more and more filled into the room, Peter was pushed further up and everyone was squeezed closer together. He downed his last beer in an attempt to get drunk enough to not feel claustrophobic.
When the lights went down, there were the classic screams and whoops from the crowd and another surge. People rushed and pushed through to try and get as close as possible. Peter tried to plant his feet, but that action was immediately taken advantage of by others. Three girls flowed around him like water and filled in the small space he had left between him and the person in front.
The weight from the crowd behind was too much for Peter to stand with his feet planted longer than the three or so seconds the girls had utilized, and he lost his footing. He was pushed forward and placed a hand on one of the girls to steady himself.
"Sorry, sorry," he hurriedly yelled as they turned around. The music had picked up and the strobe lights were going now. Peter had the opportunity to get a good look at the group as the light flickered over their faces.
One was short, had to be around 5'2", long dark hair and super petite. Barely any tits on her. The next was a little taller around 5'4" and had short red hair. She was curvier and had huge tits. Definitely DD's. The third girl was the one that Peter had fallen into. She was the tallest of the three with shoulder length blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. Her body was a combination of the other two. She was obviously fit with a skinny waist and long slender legs, but her tits were solid Cs, and she had a great ass. It was firm and lifted but round. All three wore bikinis, keds, and nothing else.
Their bikinis were all different colors.The redhead in black, the brunette in red, and the blonde in yellow. The tops were tied once around the neck and once around the back. Their bottoms were super cheeky, with most of the fabric shoved into their ass cracks. A thong arguably would have shown less.
The blonde girl at first was annoyed, but her face softened when she saw how apologetic Peter looked, and that he truly had no space around him. She had makeup you would only see on an episode of Euphoria and glitter on her chest. Her pupils were wide, but you could still see the beautiful purple of her eyes. She was stunning. Her mouth went from straight to a smile in between the strobing of the lights.
"No problem!" He thought he heard her yell as she turned back around. The girls started laughing and singing and vibrating together as the song built. Because of the sheer mass of people in the audience, the blonde girl's ass was gently brushing against Peter's jeans. Every once in a while when the crowd would surge, his cock would press into her and he would get a little harder. She didn't seem to notice.
The crescendo built, and all of a sudden the beat dropped. The whole crowd screamed and started jumping up and down. As the blonde jumped she stepped back slightly and her ass pushed hard into Peter's cock. It rubbed up and down a couple of times and Peter gasped. He instantly hardened the rest of the way, and he officially had a full tent in his jeans. He went to flip his boner into his waistband, but he was so hard that the head poked out the top of his jeans. Luckily it was so dark and the crowd so dense there was no way anyone would see it.
