Music Festival Playtime

This post is the setup chapter told mostly from Rickett's POV. The sex and kink is lighter here, but will be turned up several notches in chapter 2. Enjoy and let me know what you think.

Travel Day

Rickett sent off a text to his friend's group chat that he had arrived to pick them up. They had a solid 7-hour drive ahead of them to arrive at the location of the music festival and that morning had been full of excitement to get underway. Everyone was going to be there except for a few last-minute cancels. Rickett's wife, Rachael, was sadly one of those that had canceled, but she had wished him the best time and even loosened some of her usual boundaries for the trip.

Rickett hopped out of the truck as two of the couples filed out of the house with their luggage in tow. Each of them had used this festival as motivation to start looking their best and it really showed. Matt and Lance had both lost most of their dad-bod and took pride in showing off their improved physique with snug fitting outfits. Olivia and Tami, their respective wives, were even more stunning in their tight athleisure wear. Seeing them, Rickett was glad that he had not slacked. He was missing visible abs, but was sculpted in lean muscle everywhere else.

Good mornings were exchanged and he helped load them into the truck. In moments, the crew was on the road discussing the events and how they would set up the rental RV. Miles and Danni pinged that they were leaving as well and they had a surprise for group when everyone arrived. That usually meant some new alcoholic beverage, but they had brought other types of surprises before. No number of curious texts would pry the answer loose and the conversation drifted to outfit plans.

Olivia and Tami seemed determined to show off as much skin as possible and have the illusion of decency. The descriptions of how little fabric would be covering Tami's impressive bust and Olivia's see through mesh shirt had them all in quite a flirty mood. Lance, being in the back seat, bore the brunt of the teasing as it became impossible to hide just how hard the two had made him. Tami promised to take care of it later before making taking a jab at Rickett's lack of a partner for the trip. They giggled at how desperate he would be by the end of four days with so much eye candy everywhere.

Rickett shook his head and laughed it off even as he knew that they were so very right. "Don't worry. My hand is skilled at relieving tension," he quipped back to more snickers in the back seat.

Matt came to his rescue. "So are Olivia's and she has two of them," he murmured with a wink back at her. Olivia's giggles cut off in a choke as color flooded her cheeks. She slapped at Matt to more laughter in the car before shooting Rickett a long appraising look in the rear-view mirror. The smirk and shrug at the end of that look sent a surge of color to his own cheeks and he forced himself to refocus on the road. The banter continued with the humor and flirting making the drive pass quickly.

Arrival and Preparation

Picking up and loading the RV was far less painful than Rickett expected considering the heavy load of supplies they brought. The thing was massive, slept 12, and had several luxuries that would come in handy on the long party weekend. Lance and Tami claimed the main bedroom while Olivia and Matt would take the loft bed. The two of them nodded knowingly as Rickett claimed the bottom bunk of a stacked pair next to the loft. "So hopeful..." Olivia teased and he just shrugged. It seemed to be the right response, as she hit him with another of those heated smiles.

Rickett's and his wife, Rachael, had flirted and lightly experimented with Olivia, Matt, and even Lance in the past. Tami knew about some of that history and seemed titillated by it, but had never found the opportunity to explore. Things had never progressed beyond kissing and touching, but it was a hell of a rush nonetheless. Rachael had given Rickett the green light to have fun, but not too much fun, if the opportunity presented itself. He just had to tell her all about it and take care of her needs upon his return. The "not too much fun" was an exciting gray area that had his mind racing with the implications of what had already happened.

The group moved through a busy check-in and pulled into their spot next to a car they recognized. Miles and Danni had beaten them to the site and even had the time to meet a friend. The girls hopped out of the RV to chat as the three men started getting the RV situated. The heavily tinted windows of the RV made it easy to check out the other three. Danni was as curvy as ever and she knew it. Her curled blonde hair fell over bare shoulders and a tiny white tank top that seemed to reveal more than it covered. Jeans short shorts and white strappy sandals topped the outfit off. Danni was an incorrigible tease and Rickett couldn't help but sigh in mental preparation for it.

Miles was the tallest guy Rickett knew and his broad muscular shoulders really added to the appearance of being larger than life. His blond hair, great smile, and passionate blue eyes made even mostly straight guys pause and consider. That he skillfully flirted with guys and girls alike had made more than a few go beyond just consideration.

Their new friend seemed to fit in just fine as she hugged Olivia and Tami. Tami positively beamed and went in for a second and then a third hug before gushing appreciation to Miles and Danni. Rickett would later find out that the new girl, Sandra, had known Tami in college several years ago. She was gorgeous in her own way. Bright red hair fell past her shoulders and her green eyes sparkled with a happy light. A mesh shirt covered a black bralette, showing off her ample chest. The theme continued below with a see-through skirt covering a pair of black bikini bottoms. Rickett whistled softly and praised whatever trend had brought about bottoms that showed so much cheek. Artistic tattoos adorned Sandra in several places and the light glinted off several piercings.

Lance stepped up to Matt and Rickett. "Oh shit! That is Sandra... I haven't seen her in forever. She is a riot man... I wonder if she is just stateside for the festival. Come on, let's go say hi." We agreed and the three of them filed out to get hugs of their own and chat.

It turned out that Sandra was the surprise that Miles and Danni had hinted at. Knowing that the RV had space, they had invited her to join for the weekend. Rickett felt more than a flash of annoyance that was shared in looks between Matt and Lance. This new and unknown person was not in the plans and they would need to share their living space with her. However, it didn't take long before a lot of those reservations eased.

Sandra had a talent for growing on you and she was riot like Lance had noted. By the time everyone was unpacked and set up, they felt like she had always been a part of the group. She ended up on the sofa bed right next to the convertible table bed that Miles and Danni would take. That left the top bunk empty and Rickett took advantage of expanding his space into it. The group all took a nap in preparation for the festivities that evening.

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Rickett woke to the sounds of the girls getting ready. They had taken over the one bedroom and adjoining bath. The position of his bed gave a good angle into said bathroom and he couldn't help but stare a bit. Sandra and Danni were in the same outfits they had on earlier, but Olivia and Tami had changed. Tami's gorgeous ass was on full display in a shiny silver thong with several thin silver chains as its only covering. A top made from a slinky metal material clung fetchingly over her stacked upper body while her arms, neck, and legs had bands or bracelets adorning them. Her brunette hair was done up in a coiled braid to be out of the way.

Olivia was not as curvy as the other ladies, but no less stunning. Her skin glowed and sparkled with a thin layer of glitter. Dark makeup made her almond shaped eyes pop and her thick black hair had several shiny threads woven into it. She wore no bra and the sheer top showed off the black tape covering her nipples. Her perky and petite bottom was partially exposed by her high riding shorts that covered more of her hips than her legs.

Sandra caught Rickett staring and winked before drawing Tami's attention to one of her tattoos on her leg. Tami's turn and slight bend to inspect the tattoo gave him more than a sexy eyeful. Before things stirred too much down below, he forced his attention away and focused on getting ready. A tight dark tank top showed off the muscle tone he had worked so hard on and a snug pair of shorts showed off a never skipped leg day. Swirls of color splashed over the dark clothing to catch the light from the event. Rickett mussed his dark brown hair into an orderly disorder.

Lance and Matt were dressed similarly. The group had a theme for day two and three, but tonight would be simpler and free choice. Miles opted for no shirt at all and his sculpted body looked good. Each of the girls had been caught admiring as much as being admired as they finished up their makeup and everyone found that it felt good to preen a bit at the attention. Food was produced and alcohol flowed freely as darkness settled over a thumping music in the distance. Everyone was all quite buzzed before they left to join the crowds of people moving towards the several stages of the event.

Night 1

The vibe at the festival was everything. The people were friendly and down to have the best time of their lives. The music thumped deep inside of your soul and caught you up in every beat drop. People danced, moved away to rest, socialized, and moved back into press to dance some more. The group of friends joined that rhythm and quickly lost all track of time and in some cases each other.

Rickett danced with each member of the group and several other wonderfully flirtatious randoms. Despite so much skin showing and the press of writhing bodies making everyone sweat, it was possible to keep focused on the music and vibe. He hadn't embarrassed himself yet on getting too... engaged... in grinding despite a few gropes from a cute little blonde... or when Olivia had turned and pulled him into a long kiss before scampering away. Another rest break brought Rickett near Sandra and they chatted a bit as they downed another strong drink to keep the buzz up.

"Soo... Does your wife know you make out with and ogle your friends?" Sandra asked with a coy smile. Feeling rather drunk by then, Rickett let the embarrassment slide off.

"She does... you should have seen her last month on Miles' lap. Now THAT was a kiss." He replied with a smirk at the coy smile shifting to shock. "Why? Are you trying to figure out if you can get a guilt free kiss of your own in?" His thoughts slowly caught up with his mouth and he cursed inside for being too loose. However, the shocked look on Sandra's face quickly warmed as her green eyes sparked with interest.

"Dance with me," she murmured as she drained her glass and got up. Rickett's eyes lingered on just how good her ass looked from the sitting position before quickly gulping down his own. He followed that hypnotic sway closer to the stage and then into the crowd. Bodies slid along bodies and they finally made it to the general spot the group had spent most of the night. Olivia and Matt were there, pressed together with Matt's hand moving suspiciously low on her body. Her closed eyes, rapid breathing, and the flush of her face made it clear what was happening.

Sandra turned to Rickett with a wide grin before mouthing the words "Oh my god." Then she turned and pressed that delightful bottom up against him as the beat dropped. They moved against each other as they watched the couple play. It was wildly exciting and Rickett couldn't resist gripping Sandra's hips possessively. Her hand reached behind Rickett and he felt her nails dig into his taunt backside. Rickett moaned as she gained the leverage to really work against him and it became impossible to resist growing hard.

Sandra felt Rickett harden against her and she leaned back against his chest to look up at him. Her eyes sparkled with desire and her lips slightly parted as she rocked her hips. It didn't take long before Rickett's trapped hardness slid between her cheeks and he felt the rumble of her purr of satisfaction against his chest. Rickett couldn't resist leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. The kiss sparked more and more passion between them and quickly deepened as she went on her toes to meet it. Lips sliding against each other and tongues caressing mixed with heady rush of alcohol stirring of the pair into full readiness. Rickett's cock was painfully trapped... he needed to free it... to put it somewhere much more comfortable.

With a gasp, Rickett broke the kiss. Things were getting too hot and warning bells rang to step away and cool off. He looked over to Matt and Olivia who were now watching with a clearly curious look. Sandra's lips pressed into the short-trimmed beard on Rickett's jawline and drew him back in. She tasted of gin and desire. Her kiss promised everything... Rickett just had to take it, but those warning bells shouted that boundaries were in danger of being crossed. With a grunt of effort, he broke the kiss again and shifted so that his cock wasn't buried in the valley of her ass.

"Too drunk," he mouthed and earned a confused look followed by a frown. She was clearly as worked up as he was, but slowly sanity returned and she smiled before patting his hip. With a slow blink to gather his wits, Rickett mouthed a thank you and retreated. To his relief, the erection straining the front of his shorts went mostly unnoticed in the tightly packed bodies as he slipped away. The cool air out of the press of bodies helped sense to return and he checked the time. They would still be at it for another hour or so, but it was time to head back and cool off.

Rickett developed a new appreciation for camping on site when he made it to the RV in twenty minutes. Stripping to his boxers, he wiped down the sweat and dust with a cloth before pulling on a fresh shirt. Memories of the night had him still half hard with a dull ache in his balls so he laid down on his bunk to quickly take care of things. He was close when he heard footsteps on the RV stairs. Quickly pulling a blanket over his body, Rickett turned away before it opened. Whoever opened it paused before they entered and he could hear them move to the bed up toward the front... Miles, Danni, or Sandra then. A bag zipped and clothing rustled as Rickett tried to calm a raging hardon. This stacked on earlier in the night was going to cause one hell of a case of blue balls.

After a few moments Rickett heard the plunk of a heavy boot and then another followed by a sigh. "Ahh... my poor feet," came the soft feminine whisper that had to be Sandra. Rickett tensed and heard soft footfalls approaching. "I know you are awake," she said softly from right behind him.

Rickett rolled over hoping that his cock pressed up against his belly with the blanket over it wouldn't be visible. She had changed into a pair of pink, short, and loose pajama bottoms with a loose top with clearly no bra. She had a wry smile and a sparkle of amusement in her eyes as she fixed her beautiful red hair. "Can I sit?" She asked and he nodded. She sat with her thigh touching Rickett's arm and took a deep breath.

"Look, things got heated and I am sorry. I know you are married, but you made it sound like it was all okay. I don't want things to be awkward between us or cause issues with Rachael." Rickett blinked at her while he processed what she was saying before holding up his hands in understanding.

"It is me who should be sorry," He said earnestly. "I miscommunicated my retreat. Dancing with you tonight was fucking incredible. The kiss was mind meltingly nice. Everything we did is okay and will not cause issues." He paused meeting her eyes with his own earnest blue ones. "It is what I REALLY wanted to do next that crossed the line. I was going to do it too if I didn't slip away like I did."

Sandra's smile turned relieved and then curled predatorially. He watched her breath quicken as tension bled from her. "Soo..." she murmured. "Kissing and naughty grinding are a go..." She bit her lip. "What was that line you were going to cross? Tell me what wicked thing you wanted to do to me. Trust me... you don't want me IMAGINING what it was..."

When silence only brought a wider smile to her lips, he sighed. "You are EVIL! Why do I like you again? I am sure you felt that I was... um... a bit excited down below." Sandra leaned in with an eager nod. "Well... It was trapped and a bit painful tangled up like that. Kept it around half-mast ya know?" He paused as Sandra's vision fuzzed and she swayed... of course she wouldn't know he berated himself. He sat up a bit, amused. "Are you okay?"

Sandra seemed to come to herself and giggled. "No fucking way that bulge was at half-mast Rickett. I admit that the thought of the possibility was a bit stunning though. Good mental image there. No point in teasing me about a wonder cock I don't get to play with." A quick glance at Sandra's chest showed that there was indeed a few points to teasing her. Each point was three-pronged showing that she indeed had some hidden piercings.

Rickett shrugged and waved off the implications of doubt. "Hey, I don't have a mammoth cock like Miles, but it's a nice one. Regardless, you are right about not getting to play with it... right now." He was rewarded with that dazed look again and her focus shifting to the noticeable lump in the blanket. Another lip bite and he decided to take a gamble on teasing further. "Too bad you were not quieter getting in here... I was about to get off to that kiss we shared." The strangled sound in the back of Sandra's throat was reward enough as she shifted to press her legs together.

"Fuck you..." she murmured before a light sparked in her green eyes. "Such a tease... but you gave me an idea. Would it be crossing your boundaries if we just pretended you didn't notice me come in and you know... took care of things? I promise not to jump on your cock or something... unless you tell me to." The last was said with a bit of a whine, and the naughty suggestion made Rickett's cock twitch visibly. She noticed and shifted her seat on the bed toward the end in anticipation. With her back to the wall, she threw one leg over Rickett's and rested her other up alongside his body. "Come on... pretend I am not here," she encouraged softly.

Rickett snorted a laugh, but her eagerness was incredibly flattering. The thought of masturbating with an audience was a big turn on and maybe she would do the same. He was too horny and drunk to determine if this would be fully green lit by Rachael, but he felt she would find it hot. Having made his decision, he smiled. "Kinda hard to pretend the room is empty with you practically sitting on me," he quipped. She responded with an eye roll and miming a stroking motion.

He reached down and pushed the blanket slowly off of his lower body. She leaned forward to watch, causing her loose shorts to open up at the leg and reveal a lack of panties. Rickett's cock twitched, oozing a thick dollop of precum as the open air and sight of Sandra's pussy hit him. It was a beautiful puffy pink, shaved, and glistening with arousal. "Mmm... nice," He murmured and she tore her eyes from the sight of his cock for a moment to follow his gaze. Shrugging, she spread her legs a bit further with a comment that it was only fair. Rickett nodded enthusiastic agreement and gripped the base of his cock before giving it a firm pump.

The thought of showing off for someone didn't do the actual act justice. He was quite a bit above average and the tip easily spilled out of his fist. The shaft was a deep throbbing red from the excitement of the night and its earlier edging. Precum coated the length in moments adding a lewd shlick schlick schlik to each stroke. The strokes felt good, but Sandra's rapt attention, flushed expression, and panting as she watched felt better. It wasn't long before her hand moved up her bare thigh to touch her own wetness.