Chapter 5: The Pop Concert
When I was in my 20s I went to a pop concert with some friends, we had quite a few drinks before we went in so I was quite merry when we arrived. It was being held in a soccer stadium which held about 25,000 people. Once we got into the stadium we found a place near the back where we could stand up, there was a crash bar in front of us so we had something to lean on. A combination of drink and excitement at the up coming concert made me feel really high.
As it got more and more crowded we got more and more squashed together. As soon as the band came on stage everyone shifted forward and started trying to dance to the music. After a while I realised that someone behind me was rubbing themselves against me so I turned around to face three guys. One of them was quite good looking and smart, but the other two were a mess and god had forgotten to give them any looks whatsoever.
I looked straight at the smart one and said, "Back off."
"I am awfully sorry but it wasn't my fault." he said, and grabbing hold of his dick which I suddenly noticed was erect and pushing against his shorts added, "It was him." and he waved it at me.
I couldn't help but look at it again and I went bright red, "You should do something about that." I said, and I turned back round. Now I don't wear under clothes very often especially when I go out to enjoy myself. A few minutes after the first encounter I felt him rubbing up against me again so I turned around quickly to have another go at the guy and he was standing there with his dick in his hand, in the open, I had my mouth open to say something but when I saw his huge erection I just stood gaping, mouth open wide.
Before I could pull myself together he said, "You can if you want." and waved it again. I was too stunned to say anything and realised that he was moving closer.
"Noooooooo!" I cried, and raised my hand brushing his hard dick as I spun around and face away from him.
The thought of that hard swollen erection behind me wouldn't leave my mind, I kept wanting to look back to see if he had put it away, but I was too scared, but constantly thinking about it had started my juices flowing.
After a moment he started brushing against me again, only this time I didn't stop him even when his hand moved up my short skirt and rested on my cheeks I didn't stop him, and when his hands moved up and started to brush my nipples I nearly had an orgasm, 'God I'm a fucking slut sometimes' I thought. Then he moved his hand round to my juiced up pussy and that was it, I turned sharply and said "No! No more." But I realised that his hardness was now brushing against my stomach, I looked at the faces around me but no one realised or cared what was happening.
Then I noticed that the two uglies had moved either side of me so I looked straight at him and said "No more! Please." and then made the stupid mistake of pushing his erection slowly away from me.
"You don't really mean that." He said, and moved closer to me slipping his hand up my skirt and playing with my wet pussy, he leaned in close to my ear and said, "I think you want me to fuck you." and he slipped a finger in my open juicy slit.
"No!" I said, "I don't want you to." but my voice was shaking, the thought of all this happening in front of 25,000 people was turning me on something terrible I was shaking all over. Once again I turned round to face the front, determined to ignore him.