I wear short skirts to concerts because it’s a lot more enjoyable.

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I wore a little black blouse and an even smaller black skirt to a performance last night. It started with me wearing slutty just for the sake of looking slutty, but when I got there, several friends grabbed me from my seat and pushed me closer to the stage, where the floor seats were. Everyone was crammed in incredibly near to the stage, and every time I got comfortable, my buddies would demand we all press through and move closer.

The final persons we passed through the crowd were these two guys who had obviously gotten together and were almost too glad to let me stand directly in front of them. We were eventually comfortable once we were close enough to the stage (maybe about three people in front of me), the lights went dark, and it was time for the concert to start. I felt a hand brush up against the bottom of my skirt as soon as the lights went off in the audience and onto the stage.

I disregarded it, not thinking too much of it because I was in a crowd, and stuck my hands up for the first song that came on. As soon as I did, I felt my tiny black top being gently tugged up, with another hand at the bottom of it. As I became more aware of what was going on, I stopped drawing attention to myself and put my hands down. When I felt the first hand slowly hike up my shirt and rest on my ass cheek, I pivoted my body slightly and bent my back up to allow easy access between my legs.

I didn’t wait for a second hand advance; I quickly grabbed it and dragged it through my shirt. The first hand paused for a bit before softly stroking its fingers along the crease of my thong, undoubtedly sensing how wet I was. At the same time, the second hand realized he wouldn’t have to battle with a bra and grabbed my nipple between two of its fingers and began to massage back and forth. It was incredible. I’d all the time fantasized about getting grabbed by a stranger, and here there were two who could definitely make me come by the end of the second song.

The first hand became more daring and drew my thong apart to perform his work, while the second hand was joined by his counterpart on my other breast, fiercely pinching both nipples to give me maximum pleasure. I felt three fingers enter inside of me: two in my moist pussy and third, lubricated by my secretions, into my asshole. The stranger in charge of my bottom half moved them in and out like an expert, and I knew I was gonna have a heart attack from all of this stimulation. The second song of the night was a hype tune, and the rest of the audience began to dance to the beat.

I had to leap along with them since I didn’t want to draw too much attention to myself. No need to be concerned: the first stranger moved his fingers inside me so that when I leaped, I’d be fucking his fingers in and out of me. It felt so fantastic that when the song ended and there was more focus on my clit, I jumped all over his palm. The second stranger, perhaps annoyed that he had to take his hands off me previously, put both hands back under my top right away. However, this time he was right up against me, so I couldn’t slip out. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing up against me and started dripping again.
I knew he wouldn’t be brave enough, so I reached back and began to pull his shorts down to reveal it.
(Long postings don’t perform well on this sub, so let me know if you want to hear the remainder of this tale in another post!! I’m still tired from last night, but I’ll try to get another one out as soon as efficient if you want to hear it)

NSFW: yes

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