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This is my first threesome story. Feedback appreciated. Semi-true story.
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After making plans with a group of male friends to attend a concert in a city a few hours from where I lived, I was distraught to find out that said friends had booked hotel reservations without talking to me. By the time the concert rolled around a week later, I was struggling to find a place to stay. Lucking out on finding a fairly decent Holiday Inn no more than 20 minutes from where the concert was, I tried to forget the trouble and enjoy the concert.
The band we were going to see, Blink 182, was notorious for not only putting on a kick ass show, but for also drawing in a massive number of teenage and early twenty year old girls. The group of four guys I went with not only liked the band, but also knew that there would be so many girls there that the chances of them not finding some to hook up with were slim to none. I had heard that the crowds rivaled that of an NSYNC or Backstreet Boys concert in female audience, but I didn't believe it until I actually arrived at the arena.
It was like I had died and gone to heaven. Surrounding me were probably no less than 10,000 screaming teeny-bopper girls. Some were far too young to even consider hooking up with, so I tried to keep my eyes open for the older (but still very young) set. As I made the way to my seat, I tried not to drool as I was passed by more beautiful college girls than I could count. Taking my seat (up in the nosebleed section alone...thanks again guys), I checked out my neighbors in the seats. To the right of me was a girl that looked to be 13 or 14, accompanied by a father who looked pissed at being drug to sit through such a foul mouthed band.
To the left of me however, were two very beautiful (and who appeared to be available) women, probably no older than 20 or 21. The girl closest to me was dressed in a baby blue baby doll t-shirt, with the words "BLINK 182" written across the chest in white, sparkly letters. Her navel was exposed and I could see that she had a belly button ring inside of her firmly trimmed hard body stomach. Below that, she wore a black leather skirt that zipped on the sides and went down all the way to her knees, although I could still tell that she had excellent legs that had to have been her best feature. Her chest was very large, and in the cool air of the upper area of the arena, I could make out the faint outline of her nipples. She had short, very dark brown hair and the bridge of her nose was dotted with freckles. Her eyes were an emerald green color and the lights from the stage cast an eerie glimmer into them, flecking them with specks of golden light.
Her friend that she was with had bright red hair that hung down beyond her shoulders. She was wearing a pair of skin tight blue jeans that clung to her shapely ass. She too had an exposed navel with a belly button ring, although hers had a diamond stud in it. Her breasts were not as large as her friends, but it might have just been the clothing she was wearing. She had on just a plain white t-shirt, with a navy blue vinyl jacket on over it. Her eyes were a beautiful brownish hazel, accented with very high cheekbones. She was taller than her friend by at least 3 inches and so thin that I figured she had to have been a model.
After taking my seat, I glanced over at the girls near me. The redhead caught my eye for a second and then leaned over and whispered something to her friend. The brunette nodded in acknowledgement, then they both stood up and began to yell and scream as the band took the stage.
The concert was a blast. Not only was the music great, but the entire time the two girls kept looking over at me and whispering to each other. All I could do was smile back at them and wonder what the hell they were talking about. After 2 outstanding encores, the band left the stage and the crowd began to disperse. On their way out, the brunette made it a point to brush across my arm with her breasts while I bent over to pick up my jacket and hat. I could feel her warm globes brush against me, the outline of her nipple nudging my elbow ever so slightly. I looked up just in time to see them walking away, laughing with each other. Smiling to myself, I went to go meet up with my friends.
Only one of my friends met me outside like we were supposed to. He said that everyone else had hooked up with a girl and that I was on my own for the rest of the night. A shitty day indeed, save for the bliss of the concert. Deciding to drown my sorrows, I took a bus back to my hotel and headed straight for the bar.
What surprised me when I got there was that the two same hotties from the concert were sitting, all alone at the bar downing shots of tequila like there wasn't a tomorrow. The hotel bar was empty except for a grizzled looking older man, playing pool in a corner by himself. He glanced up at me when I walked in but then returned to his game. I walked up to the bar and took a seat three spots down from the two girls. They hadn't noticed me when I walked in, but when I sat down they were whispering to each other yet again (I was beginning to think that they never spoke above a whisper).
"A shot of Jack Daniels over ice, and a Bud," I told the bartender. After getting my drinks, it was my turn to down a shot. The hot fire of the alcohol burned down my throat but warmed my body all over. I had just started nursing my beer when the redhead moved over and sat down next to me.
At first she didn't speak, so I took the initiative.
"Can I get you a drink?" I asked, staring deep into her brown eyes.