Splendour In The Grass

She felt incredible. Grinning from ear to ear she wondered why she had never tried it before, and then she knew, if she had, then tonight wouldn't feel so perfect. Tonight was her destined night to take her first ecstasy capsule, she knew without a doubt that she would never forget it. Her body was tingling and throbbing all over, she thought this was how it must feel to be a huge erect cock or even clit, she giggled at the thought, swaying to the beat of the music. She had taken the pill at the same time as Marissa, James and Jock. Marissa, Min's best friend, had brought the caps with her from home. Her supplier, she said, had always the finest stock, you could never count on anyone like family.

She had been umming and aahing about taking it all day. The others had all agreed on sundown as the best time, being old hands. Min was just happy to be spending her first day at 'Splendour in the Grass'. The two day alternative music festival in Byron Bay had been promoted for months, and she had been looking forward to it as many of her favourite bands had been listed. Walking in through the gates she noticed the many fine young men out for a good time, and was surprised at the many types that today's young hip music lover could be.

You had your hippy-fire twirling types with long dreadlocks and muscular shoulders, mostly without shirts wearing thai fisherman's pants. You had your heavy metal leather types in cut off black tees and tattoos of various mothers and skulls. Then there were the trendy types with peroxide mini-mohawks, and designer jeans and Gucci sunglasses, heading straight to the cocktail tent at quarter past eleven in the morning. Better not forget the surfer skater dudes that Byron was famous for in the first place tall, sunbleached hair and tans that were too deep for winter to wash away. Min had waxed and primed her body for this weekend hoping to bag her first festival fuck, even spraying on some of her favourite perfume Aqua di Gio it reminded her of the ocean. She squirmed in her honey-beige cutoff corduroy jeans feeling the snug material cupping her ass cheeks and she grinned in anticipation she could also feel her nipples coming to attention beneath her red lace bra. There was never a time when her lucky reds(her underwear) had failed her, and she hoped this night would be no different.

Who was he gonna be? She had no doubt this was a mission she could accomplish, at twenty two, with breasts far larger than any other asian girl she knew and firm too. Perhaps she wasn't tall at only five foot six, but she made up for it in curves. This is why she favoured her stretch cord jeans above all the others, the velvety feel of the material never failed to impress when stretched over her taught ass cheeks. Her red lips formed a mischievous grin thinking about what she would get up to tonight. Her smile came complete with dimple and pearly white teeth following her impish almond eyes that twinkled with cheekiness. She brushed her thick armpit length hair out of her eyes, it was cut in layers, tousled and flicky, framing her heart shaped face.

Min and her friends had pushed their way to the front of the Gerling stage about fifteen minutes before they were due to begin. Marissa pulled the caps from her pocket devilishly and passed them around coming last to Min. She wanted to try a half, but Marissa gave her a look and said "Min, it's a bit hard to split a cap inconspicuously in front of a few hundred people!" she gave Min's arm a squeeze, that did it. Min took the little clear capsule filled with tea-brown powder and swallowed it whole. They all followed suit and grinned at each other like cats, except for Min.

Gerling began rocking the stage a minute later and Min's thoughts were distracted by their unimitable amalgamation of pop-electronica and frenzied punk rock. Not till after the set had finished and they sat at the 'circle of consciousness' in the middle of the festival field did she realize that the reason why her friends were acting so quiet during the Gerling set was because they were high. She took a sip of the vodka lime in her hand and ran her hands up over her face and through her hair, thought 'wow, that feels amazing.. I'm gonna do that again!' and did so,... three times. Marissa caught this and began giggling uncontrollably. 'Is it only hitting you now?! I thought you were just dealing really well! How funny!' she explained that it hit the three of them during the set. Min thought to herself that she was glad it had happened here instead and not when she was jumping around to the music. They all agreed,... and then she realized she hadn't really thought to herself at all!

This is when the force of the cap hit her fully, and she had to move. Luckily, Bentley Rhythm Ace was playing in the next tent so they all got up, held hands and ran to go dance, and dance they did, like loonies. Min was amazed at how the music sounded on the cap. It was like it had given new dimension to touch and sound, she could literally feel the music pulsing. Min tried to assess what she was feeling logically, sensibly. She could only conclude that it felt like an incredible elation, unsurpressable excitement, like being horny and satisfied all at once. So now, she became her own cliché of spaced out raver, her hands roaming the space in front of her feeling the light and syncopated rhythms screaming from the speakers and sub woofers around the massive marquee. Her hips it seemed had assumed minds of their own and she gyrated lustily, her body betrayed secrets that her mouth was able to keep. She tried to tone it down a little when Jock gave her a once over. He had made passes at her before, but she wasn't interested, not tonight when there were so many hot guys around.

Speaking of guys, a cutie of a guy was smiling at her from the confines of the sound stage. He looked to be part of the sound crew on break, dark hair and eyes, six foot two, and maybe early thirties. He was a little on the wiry side and wearing a red three quarter arm length t-shirt with dark denim jeans. She was a sucker for guys in red t-shirts, it made them look twice as hot. He looked like he had had a hard day and the beginnings of a three o'clock shadow were beginning to appear.

Shaun could not tear his eyes off her. It was probably the way that her tits looked as though they might burst from her tank top as she danced. Or the way she swayed with her eyes closed and nibbling at her bottom lip, there was no way he could know it was because of the cap and no chewing gum to keep her mouth busy. She spied him looking, and with any of her normal inhibitions now gone, she waltzed over to the sound stage and gave him a dazzling white smile with lips red and moist from being continuously nibbled. She looked up to him on the platform, 'Are you gonna come down?' she asked matter-of-factly, one hand on her hip. He raised an eyebrow, folded his arms over his chest and said with a wry smile "maybe if you introduce yourself'. "I will if you come down" she replied and the deal was made. He slid down the ladder of the platform, his pulse quickening in anticipation of what might happen with this gorgeous asian girl.

Shaun went to the back of the soundstage where there was a gap in the chicken wire and a lone security guard standing to keep watch. Min went to walk through, confident beyond her normal levels. The guard waved her back seeing the telltale signs of her dilated pupils and slight sheen of perspiration that layered her face and arms. Shaun saw this from a few steps away and called out "Hey hey hey! It's cool buddy! She's with me". At this the security guard dropped his arm and nodded her through thinking, 'Damn! Why don't they make groupies for security guards!' getting one last look at her ass as it swayed over to the lucky recipient. Shaun slowly smiled as she stalked over to him, his balls warming at the sight.

Up close he could tell she was on something. But he didn't care, as long as she was still coherent and able to talk, he knew she was fine, and boy she was, really fine! He had never seen an asian girl with such voluptuous curves, Splendour never failed to deliver the goods. Min stood in front of him and with a coy smile placed her wrists over his shoulders, arms outstretched and shoulders back, her hips grazing close against his. "My hero!" she said through her grin, adding "My name's Min by the way". "Min?" he said an eyebrow arching, "I'm Shaun, and if you don't mind me saying, you are a very cheeky girl". To which she replied "Maybe. I guess you'd have to check my cheeks." Her hips were still close against his and he needed no more invitation to pull her close in to a moist kiss, his hands traveling to her ass with a light squeeze. This elicited a sigh and access to her tongue as she pressed her breasts up against his chest, her nipples stiffening immediately. Her hands were now running over the nape of his neck and his curly hair. It was this, along with feeling her nipples on his chest made him groan softly into her mouth and his cock began to swell. He couldn't believe how easy this was. Five minutes ago he was lecherously watching this vixen dance and now he had his hands full of her ass cheeks and his tongue snaking around hers. She tasted divine, hot and sweet.

She was enthralled by the emotions rippling through her body. She felt every touch and hot breath deeply, her sense of touch heightened by the cap. Anyone looking in their direction, and there were a few, melted away and all she could she could see, hear, feel, touch and taste was Shaun and the throbbing music they were immersed in like a warm ocean. She lifted her right leg slightly rubbing it on the outside of his left leg, not breaking their embrace. Usually a fellow would run his hand the length of her thigh, pulling her close allowing her to straddle him standing right there, and she would have, had he not broke the kiss laughing at his luck.

She misread his laughter and assumed a confused look on her face like a disappointed schoolgirl and began to pull away. He pulled her in close around the waist, nuzzling into her hair and whispered in her ear "Mmm, very cheeky actually" and gave her lobe a quick suck. This sent electrical currents straight to her already warm pussy and she began to throb. He pulled away again and she was about to pout when he said "Come on tiger, let's have some privacy hey," spinning her around in front of him, his arms still around her waist pressing her forward, reluctant to separate his hips from hers. They half walked half tripped as he pressed her in front of him, rubbing his growing bulge against her firm butt toward the door to the storage cupboard door that lay beneath the platform soundstage. This was the only private place within a hundred metres that wasn't a port-a-loo. He opened the door and ushered her in, breathing heavily against the back of her neck.

It was a very small area the storage cupboard, it was actually a large packing crate for the roadies with a lockable side. "It's pretty tight in here" Min cooed, pressing her breasts against his chest. "I bet" Nick said with a grin, adding "let me see if I can help you with that" he kissed her passionately and pulled down on the strap of her tank top and bra freeing her left breast. He began to massage it with his hand, tweaking her light brown erect nipple and aureole. He kissed her neck licking it hotly, then brought his lips to her breast as he slid the other side of the tank top down over her shoulder and unhooked her bra. 'mmm, red lace, she is one prepared little lady' he thought as he attacked her right breast making her gasp. Now with access to both breasts, he massaged both and licked and suckled each in turn. She was beginning to pant now hugging him closer to his body one leg curled around his waist as she tried to get some relief to her pussy, her nipples throbbing at his touch.

He could see her need, but in the back of his mind knew he wouldn't be able to fuck her properly since his break was almost finished. She was hot, but if he fucked this job up, he knew that future festivals would be out for him as sound engineers were plenty and the best positions few. He did want to line her up for later on though, so as he sucked loudly on her left nipple, he had one hand wander down to her pants. He pawed at her pussy with his nails through the cord fabric knowing that ripples would send a clear message to her waiting pussy. She threw her head back immediately and hissed "yesssss!" throwing her legs wider apart.

His hand went back up to the waist of her pants and undid her buttons as he switched breasts, her hands were roaming his hair and back.

Suddenly he stood and grabbing her by the waist, threw her face down on a pile of grey packing rugs. Min did not react, she was still hazy from the ministrations of his mouth on her tits and his pawing at her now damp crotch. She attempted to lift herself when she felt his hands on the back of her jeans, his fingers inside the elastic of her g-string, peeling them over her ass cheeks and his warm hand caressing her skin, making her shiver with delight. "Are you gonna cum good for me babe? I wanna hear it when you do" he said, his fingers trailing up and down her plump pussy lips and ass crack making her moan and bite her lip. All she could manage was a shaky "hhmm! A huh!" He knelt behind her on the ground, his face level with her ass, which was swaying slightly in the air, her knees bent beneath her. He licked his lips and slapped her on her ass cheek eliciting a short gasp from her before he sank his tongue between her lips.

"Oooohh! Uh uh uh..." she moaned and panted as she pushed back against his face, spreading her thighs wider apart. She could feel the flat of his tongue separating her tingling lips, sticky with desire and gasped as it ran roughly over her clit. He thought she would be pretty easy to push over the edge seeing she was in a heightened state. So he began to suckle at her now swollen clit, this brought a lot of heavier panting and a soft wail that grew louder as he sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue savagely over the tip. "Yeaaahh.... " she wailed as he pumped a finger easily into her slick pussy, not letting up on her clit. He built a rhythm and then proceeded to quicken his pace. Min had grasped her breasts by now, tweaking her nipples between her fingers. She shook uncontrollably, calling out "Fuck fuck fuck fuck! Oh god! I'm gonna cum, Shaun, I'm gonna cum in your face! ooohh!" when he entered another finger she came hard against his tongue, her pussy walls trying hard to grip his pistoning fingers. He slowed his pace and she collapsed forward on the blankets, he withdrew his fingers and sucked them, savouring her warm salty flavour.

He began to unbutton his jeans as he watched her turn over, a big grin on her face, all thoughts of his job fleeing from his overheated brain as he peeled off his shirt. He had to fuck that pussy, he wanted that sweet tight pussy to be tightening around his now steel hard cock. His erection strained at his jeans and he licked his lips taking a stride towards her smiling lewdly. She kicked off her jeans, her legs widening to proudly show off her still buzzing pussy. Then there was banging on the door and a voice yelling "Shaun! Where are ya, ya bastard! You were s'posed to be back five minutes ago!" they both looked at the door and all the thoughts that had escaped him suddenly came back. His erection softened. They both knew the moment was lost.

He looked sheepishly at her as they both began to scramble to get into their clothes. "Look, I get off in two hours, I would love to meet up and see what else I can do to make you moan. If you want to meet me, I'll be in the middle teepee at half past eleven" he said while pulling on a shoe and watching her put her bra back on. "Love to" she smirked back, knowing full well that he was staring at her breasts. Well, at least there was a backup plan. She tried to recall the teepees, and then remembered they were back, in the skit performance area west of the entry, there were three and she had taken a photo in front of one with Marissa earlier that day. Good spot she thought, easy to find but in a generally quiet area as all the performances would be finished by now.

It wasn't even three minutes later before he was kissing her a quick goodbye at the back gate to the soundstage. "See you soon" she purred and licked his bottom lip, turning on her heel and wandering back into the crowd. He took a last lingering look at her ass swaying into the crowd and hoped to God that he would get another chance at that fine piece of ass, he thought at least he had proven he could make her scream. If not, then there were plenty of groupies to go round, 'although' he thought to himself licking his lips, 'she is definitely a tasty peach'. Grinning at the thought of the night's entertainment, he absent-mindedly readjusted his crotch and climbed the ladder to the soundstage.

The crowd began cheering, Min realized the set had ended and looked around to make sure she still had her friends. The cap had made her a little paranoid, not that she noticed, she was just being over protective as usual. Wandering back to where she had left her friends she cast an eye around. One, two, three, yup, they were fine. James wanted to see Grinspoon in the next tent so they once again held hands(you can never be too careful), and marched over, settling for a spot somewhere near the back of the tent where there was more space and you could almost hear the person talking to you even though the band was almost over powering.

Min was still floating on the waves of orgasm that Shaun's mouth had inflicted on her pussy. Every so often, it would send a spasm to her clit, keeping her nipples hard and sending shivers up and down her spine. She thought ' I could get used to this' and closed her eyes, again grooving to the tangible music around her. She really wasn't a huge fan of Grinspoon, but tonight, if it had a beat, she would manage. She twirled around, her eyes still closed, moving slowly away from where her friends stood, all flying in their own universes.

Nick stood over on one side of the tent wondering how he came to be in this situation. He had come from Sweden for a holiday, and was definitely not the music festival type. He thought Byron Bay would be a city and the festival was a concert arena. He was keen to check out the local scene and some Australian music, but not to be stuck out in 'the bush' on a field with some girl he had slept with once after a drunken party back in Stockholm. She had surprised him with the tickets and but had to miss the first day because she had to work. He had spent the day by himself and was getting fed up. He was not into any of these 'hippie' types. They didn't wear underwear and had saggy tits and hairy underarms and infected nose rings. They smelt of old incense and stale pot.

Any girls he did find half attractive were tongue deep in other peoples faces (guys as well as girls). He was about to go to the next tent when something bright white caught his eye. He followed it through the crowd and his eyes fell upon Min, in her beige cords stretched over her shapely legs and ass, and her bright white tank top, riding up as she danced giving tantalising glimpses of her honey brown smooth skin. When he was close to her he found what attracted him most though was the view he got from above, deep into her moist cleavage between her rising breasts. She looked to him a cool gin and tonic in a tent full of home brew. She looked very hot, white hot in fact. He manouvered himself next to her and set about trying to get her attention. He didn't want to physically touch her till he could judge her reactions, but it was not the easiest thing to get someone's attention when their eyes are screwed shut and the music is deafening.