I love wearing short skirts to concerts

If any of your know the rush of doing something a bit naughty, something you maybe shouldn't, but you still do. Then you would also know why wearing a skirt to a concert is so fucking fun.

For me it started as dressing in normal clothes and going to normal concert, but as things progressed, I started changing.

There was a particular moment in time where I went to a concert of this indie artist, not even dressed up slutty. Just some crop top and baggy sweats. As I was dancing I felt someone behind me, pressed up. Their dick dancing on top of my sweats. That moment. That is when I knew what I want. That night is a story of its own, today we focus on something else.

My outfit for a concert last week was a tiny skimpy pink top and even skimpier black skirt. We were around 10ish rows in the back and we wanted to get closer. As we were fighting trough the crowd I could feel the familiar "accidental" hand brushing against my ass and I loved it. We wanted to go to the front, but got stuck a few rows before it and we settled there.

As the concert started I noticed these 2 guys behind me. One looked really cute, almost nerdy, but I could see in his eyes he had other intentions in his mind. I started swaying with the songs and each song I felt him get closer and closer until I was grinding on his crouch.

As soon as we made contact he got bold, I felt on hand on my hips and felt the other raise my skirt. Now I was grinding my bare ass on him, I could feel his cock trough his jeans, but I couldn't feel as much as I wanted to. He put the other hand on my tits first feeling them over and then getting under my crop top.

I was so happy the concert was packed. At this point I was in such a horny state I didn't even notice or care where my friend was. If anything she was probably whoring around too.

I've always had fantasies of getting groped in public, so I was having time of my life here.

He was getting more brave, putting one of his hands down the front of my pants, creeping towards my clit and then towards my wet pussy. I hope he felt how fucking wet I was for him just a few songs in.

He started fingering me, first testing with one finger and then ending up with three inside me. After a minute of this I felt like I could explode and the next song was a type of song where everyone was jumping. I didn't want to not fit in, but I also didn't want to ruin this.

As everyone started jumping I leaned into him, my back on his shoulder and he reached from my tits and took my neck in his hands and started kissing me.

In the crowd of people jumping I was melting inside of his touch. His fingers in my pussy, his hand on my neck, his tongue, deep inside my mouth. I started grinding on him again, feeling his cock and his fingers inside of me. I just couldn't take it anymore, I was so close too cumming. I started grinding faster and faster, everything was a blur, all of the lights, the music, people jumping, I didn't care. With one final flick of his fingers I felt the sensation rush, it felt like drugs, I came on his fingers, screaming, not caring, no one could hear me anyway.

As the songs transitioned I came down from my orgasm, his fingers still moving very slowly on the edge of my pussy. Still feeling his dick pressed up on him, but this time something was different. I didn't feel his jeans anymore...

This was such a hot experience, it will stay with me forever. I didn't want to write make too long of a post, so let me know if you want to hear rest of this story in another post!