Part 15
I slept in a while the next day and missed my brother and Ryan in the morning. I went and had a shower and put on another pair of my slut knickers. These were yellow with the word 'slut' in large red letters on the front. I smiled as I looked at myself in the shower mirror and put on my short denim skirt and a blue blouse, yellow socks and my shoes, my small bag over my shoulder and wandered off to the music.
I couldn't find my brother or Ryan, so I just walked around for a while and had a couple of drinks stopping at various tents to take in some of the music. I got chatting to a nice girl called Hailey in the inevitable queue for the ladies toilets. She was a real laugh and quite pretty too, probably about 5 years older than me with short dark hair and a slender figure wearing a short leather skirt and a Motorhead t-shirt but apart from some dark eyeliner, she was makeup free like me. She was an art student in London, and we just seemed to click as we chatted about the festival. She said she had come down with her friend, Rob, who was a roadie for a band playing there called Human Machine and were playing later in the evening. I said I was with my brother and his friend but had lost them in the crowd somewhere so she said we should hang out together.
We had a lovely day messing about and chatting, and Hailey was rather intriguing. She had a cheeky grin, and she kept glancing at my breasts I noticed, not that I minded at all, I must admit I found hers quite sexy, a bit smaller than mine but remarkably perky and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. We went to get drinks and sat down near the rock music area and the conversation got round to men. Clearly she was a fan! She said she didn't have a boyfriend but knew a couple of guys who she went to see sometimes when she was up for it, as she put it, just friend fucks.
"Oh that sounds like fun!"
I said as we both laughed.
"What about you, do you have a boyfriend, or boyfriends?"
"Hmm, well, nobody regular."
I replied smiling back at her, and then she nudged me and said,
"OK, just open to offers then?"
"Oh, I'm always open!"
I said and we both cracked up again. The more we talked the more I felt I had met a kindred spirit, clearly Hailey was up for most things, and she said she had already shagged a couple of different men at the festival.
Then she asked me if I had met any nice guys at the festival and I blushed. She looked very curious then and prodded me for all the details. Gradually, with some coaxing I told her I had shagged 7 different men at the festival including 3 at once in a tent on the first day. Her face lit up as her eyes opened wide and she exclaimed,
"Oh, you dirty girly! Lucky bitch!"
And we laughed like mad again. I thought she might think that excessive, but she was mad keen to hear more of the juicy details and as we sat drinking and listening to the music I gradually filled her in. She listened intently sounding genuinely a bit jealous of my exploits and not remotely judgmental. Then she asked me if I had ever been with another girl.
"No, well, not yet."
"Oh, are you curious?" She asked.
I smiled at her and added,
"Well, I'm only 20, so I'm curious about most things."
She looked at me then and glanced at my breasts again.
"What about you?" I asked.
"Oh, yes, I've been with one or two girls."
I felt like Hailey could be quite an exciting person to hang out with and I was quite attracted to her.
"Well then," she said raising her glass, "I say we make a day of it, get some food in us, go and watch Human Machine a bit later and maybe we can go back to their caravan for the after gig party and hopefully both get some more cock!"
"Sounds good to me!"
I said feeling very excited. We did as Hailey suggested and after fast food we watched the band in action on stage. They were pretty excellent, very heavy, and the low bass sounds made my pelvic region throb. After they had finished she lead me to the band's caravan as she had a pass from her roadie friend to get into the enclosed bands area. Hailey knocked on the door and the loud music from inside hit us as the door was opened by a rather stoned looking guy with a joint hanging out of his mouth who peered out looking rather comical followed by a cloud of dope smoke bellowing out of the open door.
"Hey, Hailey baby, where have you been all my life!"
They embraced obviously knowing each other quite well and she introduced me to Rob, the stoned guy.
"Well, hello to you too Jane, hmm you are most welcome!"
He said looking me up and down but mainly just talking to my breasts. He handed me the joint and I chuckled as Hailey pulled me inside to the party. It was pretty wild, with maybe a dozen or so people in various states of drunkenness, some dancing, some sitting on the floor and others milling around on the various sofas. Hailey pushed me onto a sofa and went to get some drinks. I saw her being greeted and pecking a few guys on the cheeks as she moved around the caravan until she came back with the drinks and handed me one.
"That was my mate, Rob at the door, he looks pretty mashed!"
"Certainly does." I agreed.
The afternoon became a bit of a blur with us drinking, smoking and luckily grabbing some food there too and when we were dancing together we were often being grabbed by plenty of guys which was quite exciting. I felt various hands on my bottom as we jumped around drunkenly, I'm sure mostly on purpose but I was not objecting, and neither was Hailey by the looks of it, in fact a couple of times I watched her wiggling her arse against a couple of stray hands as she pulled dirty faces at me.
After an hour or so we both needed a sit down, but the sofas were all taken in the main room, so we wandered down the tiny corridor and found a much smaller room with just a sofa and a chair with one guy fast asleep in. We gratefully grabbed the sofa and plonked ourselves down to catch our breath, and a rather inebriated looking guy almost immediately suddenly landed between us. He looked a bit out of it, but much like us needed a breather, but wow, was he handsome! He was called James, and only 18, and apparently the singer of some band, not Human Machine, as they were all at least in their thirties, but his band had played the festival and buddied up with the older band as they liked each other's music. I must admit I couldn't stop looking at him. He had such pretty boy features and shoulder length bleach blond hair and looked almost like a very young Kurt Cobain in his ripped jeans and obligatory band t-shirt and leather jacket.
Hailey was all over him as she chatted, and he kept smiling back drunkenly at us both in amusement turning his head from one of us to the other as we plied him with questions. The obvious one being that yes, sadly, he had a girlfriend, but no, she was not at the festival. Hailey winked at me as he divulged this, and I noticed her hand on his leg casually rubbing it as we chatted gradually moving up towards his crotch, the dirty girl! However, he didn't seem to notice, and he certainly wasn't objecting so I followed suit, and he looked at me as I planted my hand on his other thigh, and he smiled at me.
We continued like this for a few minutes, Hailey and I glancing back at each other smiling broadly as we slowly worked our way up his thighs toward the prize. Just then we heard the toilet flush and out came a girl from the tiny room just opposite and he suddenly announced that he really needed to pee and motioned to get up only to fall back against the sofa drunkenly.
"Oh James, I think you need a hand."
