Forward: This is a true story of my wife's first group experience. This happened in 1992 before we got married. At that time, we weren't even dating ... we were coworkers and part time fuck buddies.
"Shit," I thought to myself as I looked at my watch. I was going to be at least an hour late getting home. I figured that I'd need another ten minutes on the EL, another ten minute walk, plus ten more minutes to get dressed plus time for dinner. If we were lucky, we'd probably catch the end of the opening act but we'd still be able to see the entire KMFDM concert. Kelly was going to be pissed.
Sure enough, as I approached my apartment building, Kelly was sitting on the stoop smoking a cigarette looking impatient and holding a pizza carton with her overnight bag next to her. A couple of hours ago as she left work, I told her that I would be leaving in a few minutes and she should meet me at my apartment. What she didn't know was that as I was packing up my desk, my boss stopped by and wanted to go over the draft marketing plans and to be honest with you, she probably didn't care. She didn't say a word as I unlocked the front door and we walked up the two flights to my apartment.
When I opened the door to my apartment, Kelly really let me have it.
"Here's your fucking dinner, where the fuck were you?"
"You know I got propositioned twice waiting for you."
"I could have been killed, you asshole!" she said.
She had a point, at the time, I lived in a gentrifying neighborhood in Chicago and it was known to be a hangout for hookers. Looking at her outfit, I could see why guys might mistake her for a hooker. She had on her goth concert gear, only that it wasn't true goth, more like a Marshall Field's version of goth. She wore a black miniskirt with red fishnet hose along with a black leather motorcycle jacket and black combat boots. She had a ton of black eye makeup, black lipstick, and had painted her nails black.
As I looked her up and down, I realized that she was still laying into me. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Fuck you, in case you hadn't noticed, I've been under a lot of stress lately."
"My marketing plans are due on Friday, I haven't slept all week, and I haven't eaten all day."
Kelly was taken aback by my sudden outburst, she cringed, but I didn't let up.
"Now I have to take you to a concert when I have to be in the office early tomorrow. If you're that goddamn selfish, you can go to the concert by yourself!"
I took the concert tickets out of my suit jacket and slammed them on the dining room table as I went to the refrigerator to get a beer. All the while, I kept thinking, "I don't need this shit, we're not dating. We're just friends with privileges, if I wanted this grief, then I'll get a girlfriend!."
I calmed down a bit and walked back to the living room where Kelly was sitting on the couch. My tirade had knocked the wind out of her sails. She apologized and said that she would really appreciate if we went to the concert together since we both liked the band. I just reiterated that I was under a lot of stress lately and I could really use the rest. All I wanted to do was relax. With that I slumped down on my couch, put my head back and closed my eyes.
In no time flat, I felt myself drifting off to sleep when all of a sudden, I heard Kelly say, "I know what will relax you."
I felt her hands tugging at my zipper. She undid my suit pants and fished my slowly growing cock out. I didn't move a muscle ... if she wanted me to take her to the concert, she may as well work for it. I first felt her hot breath on my cock head and then the flickering of her tongue. She licked up and down my shaft while playing with my balls. Kelly loved giving head and she was very good at it.
After slowly licking my shaft for a minute, I felt her get off the couch. I finally opened my eyes and Kelly put a cushion on the floor and was kneeling in front of me. She looked up at me, smiled, and then engulfed my cock. Normally, when she blew me, she took her time but not tonight. Her goal was to get me off, get me relaxed, and head out the concert.
She aggressively sucked my cock, her head and hands moving at lightning speed. As I said, she really knows how to suck cock and within a minute, she had me on the edge. I still wanted her to work for it so; I stopped her and got off the couch. I kicked off my shoes and got out of my pants. I spun her around so she was sitting on the floor pushed her head against the seat of the sofa. I straddled her face and began to assault her mouth calling her a bitch and a whore. She loves it when I talk dirty to her. My vigorous assault on her mouth caused her to gag a couple of times but that didn't slow me down and I continued to fuck her face for a couple of minutes. I felt the cum starting to flow out of my balls so I grabbed her head and thrust a couple more times and then emptied my nuts down her throat. Kelly swallowed it all without wasting a drop. After my last spurt, she continued to work my cock with her tongue until I couldn't take it any more. With wobbly knees, backed away. She was right, I was relaxed and felt refreshed. She slapped me on the ass and told me to get dressed.
A quick rinse in the shower and a quick change of clothes and we were ready to go. Kelly had reapplied her makeup and didn't look any worse for the wear. I was hungry and reached for the deep dish pizza when she told me that if we left now, we might be able to catch the end of the opening act. Groaning, I managed to grab a slice and ate it as we left the apartment. We were lucky and caught a taxi dropping someone off right in front of my building and in ten minutes we were in the concert.
We got there just in time to hear the Utah Saints play their one and only hit. The concert hall was standing room only; really it was more of a nightclub than an arena. All the tables downstairs were taken so we went upstairs and stood by railing. From here, we could see the stage perfectly. We ordered some drinks and waited for KMFDM to come on. Since we had to stand, I let Kelly lean against me as I wrapped my arms around her. My cock started to stir a little so Kelly rubbed her cute butt against me. She turned her head and gave me a deep kiss. We stayed that way until the lights went down and the band came on. It was classic KMFDM with En Esch running around the stage with his bald head wearing a dress. Kelly started dancing to the relentless beat, all the while rubbing her ass against me crotch. I knew that she was trying to get back at me for fucking her face but I had some ideas of my own.
After dancing around for a couple of numbers, she settled down by leaning forward against the railing. I looked around and noticed that I could probably get her back for teasing me without anyone really noticing. Her ass was still pressed against my crotch so I stepped back a little and flipped her mini onto her back. As I suspected, she was wearing stay up stockings and a black pair of thongs. Moving her thong to the side, I slipped one and then two fingers into her cunt. She was already wet but then again, she's always wet. Kelly made no attempt to stop me and I knew that she wouldn't, as Kelly is an exhibitionist and liked to have sex in public places. We've fucked on the fire escape at my apartment, in a supply closet at work, and in a playground around the corner from her apartment. Just a couple of weeks earlier, she even blew me on a CTA bus. Anyway, I finger fucked her for a couple of minutes and then switched hands so I could finger fuck her and rub my thumb against her clit. It's good to be ambidextrous sometimes.
By the time KMFDM launched into "Juke Joint Jezebel", Kelly was cumming. I continued to rub her through several orgasms. It takes a little time to get her to cum, but once she has her first one, it doesn't take much to set off the next few. Satisfied, she straightened up and leaned against me, this time, her hands went behind her back and rubbed my cock through my pants. I pushed her over again and undid my fly. I maneuvered myself until my cock was up against her slit. Before entering her, I looked around and saw a few people looking at us. One guy toasted us with his beer while his girlfriend licked her lips seductively. Another guy gave me the thumbs up. This was all the encouragement that I needed and I slowly entered Kelly from behind. I moved slowly as I didn't want to attract any more attention than we already had. I didn't want to get kicked out or arrested that evening. Since I came earlier that evening, I was able to keep my cock in her a good long time. Kelly came at least twice, probably due to the excitement of fucking in front of the audience to driving industrial music as well as my cock. KMFDM was finishing up and I decided that I should as well. As the band played "Sex on the Flag", I picked up my pace and tried to match my strokes to the beats per minute. Kelly could sense that I was getting close so clamped her pussy down on me and milked me dry. After cumming earlier that night, I was surprised at how much cum I dumped into her.
KMFDM finished the set and the concert hall reverted back to a club. The crowd had thinned down considerably since it was a weeknight and a lot of people had to get up early and go to work the next day, including me. However, I a little tired but we decided to stay for a while longer. Since it was less crowded, we were able to get a table in the back. After we sat down, the waitress came over with a couple of bottles of beer, which we didn't order. She said that it was from those guys over there thanking us for a great show. The waitress smirked at Kelly who blushed. I thought that it was pretty funny that she wasn't embarrassed fucking in front of an audience but got embarrassed when someone acknowledged that fact.
I raised my bottle of beer to the three guys who took it as a signal to join us. Kelly kicked me on my shin and shot me a dirty look.
"Damn it, Kelly, those steel toes hurt!"