What better place for an 18 year old closet exhibitionist and developing slut then Sturgis Bike Rally. For those that do not know, Sturgis is a very small town, about 4,000 people and only 4 miles in size, in South Dakota. But once every year for ten days in August it grows to over 400,000 people for the bike rally. People literally come from all over the world for this rally, bikers, gangs, bands, events; all kinds of debauchery and fun.
Gabby could not wait for her second bike rally, she was actually taking me to the town about a month before the rally, to show me it and tell me all about the place. She told me that the year before was her first time going to the rally, she went with a girlfriend of hers. She said there were girls flashing their tits and ass to guys on bikes and to cheers from on lookers. "I didn't do it", she added quickly and turned a little red. Which meant, of course she had and she had enjoyed it.
Gabby also told me her story about going to Buffalo Chip Campground to watch bands play. So Gabby and her friend, we will call her Jen, for I really cannot remember her name. Jen was built very similar to Gabby, but she had long brown curly hair, brown eyes, and maybe B sized tits. So these are two hot 18 year old girls fresh out of high school, never been to a rally, most likely their parents had no idea they are here, and surrounded by bikers. The first band started in the late afternoon, most people had already started drinking and partying days before. The place was crowded when they arrived and was filling up rapidly. By the time the first band started to play Gabby and Jen had managed to move their way to about the middle of the concert area. Early on, there had been some minor brush ups and bumps that Gabby and Jen did not pay much mind to.
But once evening came and it started getting dark the place was so packed you could not move. The two scantily dressed, attention seeking teens had to of stuck out like a whore in church in a mass of drunk and horny bikers. The accidental bumps and brushes became longer and more direct. Things like a hand on the back or a hand on the shoulder followed by a word from behind "good song" or "having fun". The hands would linger for a time, then with draw, only to return again with more small talk questions. Basically, just excuses for the guys to touch the two teens and gage their reactions. Gabby didn't turn around as you couldn't see all that well anyways and the guys speaking always reeked of alcohol. Her and Jen would just reply with short nods or shrugs.
As the night went on the concert goers got drunker and drunker, the place got wilder and wilder. Towards the later end of the night, somewhere around nine o'clock hands started moving even more freely and bodies started pressing even harder. The group behind them, was pressing Gabby and Jen into the group in front of them. To the point they couldn't even see past the bodies in front of them. Hands started brushing against their asses more often. At first there were replies of, "my bad or sorry and getting cramped in here." Then it was just big bodies pressing close, a hand lingering on Gabby's ass; someone else's hand resting on Jen's hip.
The girls didn't know what to do, they naturally wanted attention, but this wasn't the attention they had wanted. They could not move forward and they could not move back. At first they were able to move slightly away or lightly swat the hand away. But those hands or other hands would quickly return. Then it began to be a hand on the hip and a hand on the ass lightly squeezing. The stranger's hands had stopped wanting to relinquish their prize so easily. Slight movements and hand slaps wasn't cutting it any more. Bodies seemed to press in closer as additional hands found Gabby and Jen's back, hips, and ass cheeks. Gabby felt the back of her short skirt being lifted and the grunts of approval from seeing her exposed ass. She tried to pull it back down, but bodies blocked her from getting a good grip and the guys had to firm a hold of her skirt. As Gabby struggled to get the skirt back down a bearded mouth pressed close to her right ear, "you're a little cock tease cunt aren't you." The guy stank; his breath was a mix of cigarettes and alcohol.
Gabby looked over to Jen for support, but she was blocked in my three other guys and didn't seem to be any better off. Hands started moving up the insides of her legs and encircling her exposed ass cheeks. The bearded guy continued his conversation with Gabby, "You ever had a cock in that ass slut? I would fuck the shit out of that ass." His hand squeezing Gabby's ass hard and lifting her up to her tiptoes, as he didn't let go. "Maybe your cute friend can watch as I fuck you." By this point, three maybe four hands were moving across Gabby's lower back, upper legs, ass, and even brushing against her pussy lips under her panties. At some point, when she had been trying to move, legs had been maneuvered between her legs. Luckily, she wasn't spread wide, but it was still a good amount of space between her legs and she wasn't going to be able to close them.
Eventually, the front of Gabby's skirt started to come up, to match that of the back. Each time the dress started up, hands quickly joined in feeling her pubic mount and fingers would slip under the lace of her panties at the waist. It was easier for Gabby to fight the front of her skirt back down, but doing so removed her hands from the back. "Cute blue panties slut, maybe I will keep them as a souvenir." The bearded man offered. His fingers sliding up to the edge of the lacy thong covering Gabby's ass, he slid a few fingers underneath and pulled up hard giving Gabby a wedgy and once again lifting her to her tip toes. There were a few appreciative laughs from behind at the improved view of Gabby's ass and pussy.
