Music Festival 3

I met someone at a music festival she attracted me with her zany appearance. You can almost say she looked like a hippie from the sixties.

Wearing a T-shirt with a monkey's face on it and a pair of multi-coloured Lyra pants. Her nose was pierced with what looked like a nut and bolt stud. Sporting a floppy bucket hat, her dyed hair was held into a ponytail on both sides. As I said she looked zany.

I plucked up enough courage to say hello, and we hit it off straight away. Her name was Chloe. I took her to the beer tent. I ordered a pint of lager, and she said she would have the same.

To my surprise, she downed the pint in one go, so I thought I would do the same. The gas in the beer made her belch out the loudest and longest I've ever heard someone do. All I could think was she's a glassy girl!

Two more drinks later we were both feeling the effects of the alcohol. We wandered out of the tent to go and find a loo. When we got there, the queues were about ten deep on each of the portable toilets, so we picked the one with the most men in the queue as we thought we would get in quicker.

Chloe was getting very desperate so I pleaded with the five guys in front of us to let her in first. Unfortunately, the guy who was already in the toilet must be taking a dump. Bugger, this said Chloe, I can't wait anymore.

Chloe was peeing in her Lyra pants. The front of the crutch was looking very damp, and a stream of pee was running down her bare legs over her shoes into a puddle on the floor. I even thought I could hear her pussy whistling as she peed quite hard.

Ah, that's better, Chloe said as she removed herself from the queue and stood beside me. Bugger it. I'm joining you, too, I said, laughing. I let myself go and filled my boxer shorts. The front of my denim jeans turned darker blue. It felt weird but also felt very nice I was quite turned on by the whole event.

Chloe was giggling, and then she jumped up on me, clasping her legs around my waist and planted a big kiss on my lips. I felt her wet crutch through my t-shirt on my stomach.

We went back into the main tent and watched some more bands until we had enough. I invited her back to my tent but she wanted to let the other girls in her group know first that she was ok and was going back with me for the night.

Chloe entered my tent, and we spent an hour talking and drinking up the remainder of the cans of beer I had left in my tent.

I kissed her, and she responded, and we started to undress each other. The first thing I noticed when I pulled off her monkey top was she had no bra on and then her armpits came into view.

Wild child I thought her hair was extremely long, and the strong body odour smell hit me. I was surprised; I found her odour to be quite erotic it had a physical effect on me.

I pushed her backwards and pulled off her Lyra shorts. As I did her very hairy pussy came into view, there was so much hair I couldn't make out and definition of her body.

The smell of stale urine invaded my nostrils. It was making me feel very horny and by now. I just couldn't help myself. I pounced on her sex and ran my tongue through her hairy muff, trying to find her entrance. The tangy taste hit me, my heart was pounding, and my penis felt the stiffest it had ever been.

Then I found her clit proud as it could be hidden in the forest of hair. I ran my tongue round and round it feeling her hip raise to every full circle. She was pulling on the mat at the bottom of the tent, her orgasm very close. I stopped and found her nipples with my thumb and finger and gently squeezed them. I buried my tongue back into her which by now was extremely creamy. I pushed in deep and felt her clench up her pussy as her orgasm took hold.

All around us, we could hear others in their tents also having sex. The couple next to us were very loud, which we both found amusing as the girl was screaming out the guy's name at the top of her voice.

I still hadn't been satisfied Chloe moved me onto my back and straddled me. Lowering herself slowly onto my erection so I could feel every part of her tight ridges in her virgina. I smelt her erotic odour again even more powerful than before. She began to bounce on me, and my penis head felt like it was swelling up and about to explode. She was clenching her internal muscles with each upward motion. My breathing became laboured, but I was trying to hold back as long as possible. Then I couldn't stand it anymore. I was now thrusting hard up into her.

Spurt, spurt, spurt, I felt my semen fill her. She quickly came again, collapsing her hairy armpit close to my nose.

We fell asleep in each other's arms only to be woken by the cold in the middle of the night. We tried squeezing into the only sleeping bag I had in the tent, but it was too small, so we were forced to get dressed and we unzipped the bag to use as a blanket.

I woke up around ten in the morning but Chloe had already gone. I went looking for her but couldn't find their tent among the others. I spent the rest of the last day at the festival looking for her.

I never found her, and all I had was her first name and the memory of her body odour. Oh, I wish I had got her phone number or more information that would have helped me find her again.