badinfluencegirl

[i'm sorry i've been afk for a few days... just didn't feel up to writing and commenting... sorry!]

she was so excited.

finally it was here, the night she had been anticipating for months. her favourite artist at a venue she loved. she bided her time until just before he came on, that time when the crowd was excited but still willing to part, and then began worming her way to the front of the steadily growing crowd.

it was warm inside the giant room and getting steadily warmer the deeper into the crowd she wormed herself. she brushed her body past warm and sweating people until she was almost within reach of the stage.

the warmer the temperature grew the more grateful she became for the brief top and skirt that she was wearing. she had been planning to dance but melting into the crowd suddenly held significantly more appeal.

the opening throb of the bass reverberated through her body and the room and she seethed forward with the rest of the crowd.

*there*

her hand found and held the rail and she pulled herself the rest of the way through until she was leaning on the railing with the crowd surging behind her.

she couldn’t do more than sway with the crowd to the music although her shoulders danced a little when they could. this girl was a dancer, even in a general admission crowd her body would try to dance.

her eyes closed and she swayed to the beat while enjoying the sensual press of hot human bodies against her skin. it had been too long since she had touched other humans even anonymously.

she lost track of the time as she stood there shifting her weight on her feet and vibrating to the didjeridu and drums pouring from the stage.

entranced she stood in awe and watched the wonder before her. without really noticing she pressed her bottom back into the person behind her and danced against them.

heedless of what effect she might be having on anyone around her she lost herself in the music and the small movements allowed to her.

then she felt it.

a finger traced it’s way down the line between her buttocks and back up and she jumped in place and turned around. the crowd surged behind her and no one was looking at her at all. she had no idea which of a dozen people had just felt her buttocks.

the finger returned and traced it’s way back down that line and darted for just a second to the cleft between her legs. she gasped and squirmed a little.

again she looked behind her and again she had no idea who it might have been.

shrugging she turned her attention back to the stage and the magic flowing from it. her body moved to the music and surfed against the push pull of the crowd.

this time the finger started low on her inner thighs and began to trace it’s way upward. she jumped a little again and looked around frantically.

how was it possible someone was touching her so intimately and yet she couldn’t see them or move toward or away from them?

she shivered and the finger paused in it’s travels before continuing to again tease at the cleft between her legs. she couldn’t help herself, she pressed into it a little.

it responded by finding her swelling button and stroking it gently a few times.

she felt herself lubricate in response. she couldn’t believe this sensory overload… packed in with thousands of other people and listening to this crazy beautiful music and being swept away on it and now this?

she pressed her bum back again and was rewarded with a swelling hardness against her buttocks. she shimmied a little and felt the finger get joined by another and both stroked against the thin knickers she was wearing.

she might as well have been wearing nothing under her skirt. she could feel herself lubricating and the moisture was definetely soaking her panties.

she pressed into the fingers and swayed sensually to the music. her face open to the stage but her thoughts significantly further down her body.

the fingers stayed there, pressing gently into her clit and circling ever so slightly against it. her sopping undies adding delightful friction to an already delightful sensation.

she was lost, lost and she didn’t care who could see or what they saw.

she felt a hand trace her spine above her brief shirt and then slide around to her front. leaving her hands on the fencing before her she braced herself as that same hand traced around the front of her waistband and then slid inside.

she gasped as a finger was suddenly dueling with the fingers outside her panties. this one slid along her channel to find her sopping already and then teased her hole.

she felt herself respond to the fingers and her pelvis began to pump a little in reaction. the stiffness behind her grew and pressed more firmly into her buttocks.

suddenly she gasped as her panties were yanked aside and the first set of fingers plunged into her. they stayed like that, she lost in the sensual flow of the music and sensations behind her as he drove her on an ever higher spiral of desire and lust.

she rode his hand then, his fingers fucking her as his other hand danced on her throbbing clit. she could feel the tremors starting deep inside her as her knees began to weaken.

she would have fallen if not for her grip on the rail and his hands inside her. she had no strength in her knees and her legs were jelly.

he pumped his fingers, two at first and then a third, into her in perfect time with the music as his other hand played the offbeats on her clit.

her hips bucked, coming away from his hardness and slamming back into it as he drove her on and on again. she felt it then, her insides opening and turning to liquid as she started to come right there in the middle of five thousand people with a strangers hands inside her.

tremors shook her and she slammed again and again into the body behind her as she bucked and screamed right there on the dance floor of the packed concert.

he left his finger on her clit as his hands deserted her still quivering hole and dragged her panties down to her knees. she felt him working behind her and resumed pressing herself into him, her pelvis rocking into his as his finger touched her clit and sent her into aftershocks.

then she felt him leave her a little, his hardness deserting the crack of her ass and she moaned bereftly into the screaming of the crowd.

she would not be disappointed long. she felt him then, nuzzling against her entrance with an entirely new instrument and she thrust back against him and impaled herself on his rock hard cock.

she braced then against the fencing as he took her hips in his hands and slammed into her to the throbbing back beat of the music pouring from the stage.

the crowd around them surged oblivious as he fucked her there against the crowd barrier and all she could do was press herself back into him and hold on to the fence.

his hand left her hip and returned to her throbbing clit to tease it again using the offbeats as his penis pounded her with the drumbeats.

she screamed like a banshee and gushed all over him as she redoubled her efforts to take more of him into her. he leaned over her back then and they touched all along their lengths as they allowed the surge of the crowd to move them.

his motion grew more forceful as he felt her gush and then he sped his finger on her clit and teased it until she screamed again and came all over his penis in a spasm of quivering muscles and throbbing pelvic floor.

she was rewarded with the feeling of his thrusts getting steadily more random and then her throbbing walls milked him and he spurted into her again and again.

she moaned as she felt his hot juices shooting into her and collapsed against him, still joined to him as they moved together to the music.

eventually he slid out of her and then she felt her panties slide down her legs.

she stepped out of them and then turned once more to see who her strange benefactor had been… but he was gone and she would never know.