The Concert by FireStormI pushed forward with the press of the crowd, excited to be attending the event. Moving with the flow and press of bodies, I was thanking my luck for getting the scarce tickets to the Eagles concert. I had spent considerable time, going from one ticket outlet to another, until I had found tickets available. I did not realize at that time exactly how fortunate I was to be.
The concert was an evening concert in an outdoor area. The summer breeze blowing along the grass and structures made the temperature just right. I had almost missed the concert, even though I had tickets. I had gotten off that morning, after having been gone on several fires for a few weeks. The sun was dropping in the sky, and my friends and I had edged fairly close to the stage. The raised platform where the bands performed was just high enough to see every detail of each band. The place was completely sold out, and the arena was very crowded.
While waiting for the first band to start playing, we sat in the grass of the playing field and rolled joints for the musical event. I remember looking around at the people sitting near us and noticed a very intriguing young lady. She was about five foot eight inches, very slender. She had long blondish brown hair, a rounded face, and blue eyes. Her nose was button shaped with a slight upturn. Her lips were sensual and full and her eyes had a slight almond shape to them. Her skin was a golden brown from the sun's caress and her hair was fine and brunette. She was wearing a short flower patterned dress that clung to her figure, outlining the curves of her body. She smiled brightly at her friends and had a soft rich laugh that attracted my attention. Her figure was quite alluring and she seemed to be unaware of the attention she attracted from the men around her.
I looked up at her as she laughed noting all these attributes in a few seconds. I noticed that my look had caught her eye, so I smiled and gave her a wink and went back to my production of pleasure sticks. I continued to glance at her covertly, and thought I caught her watching me a couple of times. With thoughts of approaching her wandering through my mind, the crowd started to stand.
The first act came on stage and was announced. The music started and the crowd cheered and began to get into the music. There were two bands before the Eagles came on stage. During their performances, I passed joints, smoked and began to enjoy myself. I passed several lit numbers to the lovely lady and her friends, not saying a word, just smiling. They would take a few hits and then pass them back, but I would motion for them to pass them on to others.
The sun was just going down, when the Eagles were announced and came on stage. A roar went through the crowd and a mass of bodies pushed toward the stage, taking my friends and I along like a tide. By the time the first notes were coming from the speakers, we were all pressed tightly together in the crowd. The first song was played, I don't even remember what it was, as the crowd began to quiet a little. The second song started and I think it was Witchy Woman, as the crowd started to sway back and forth.
As the crowd swayed, someone in front of me was swaying back and forth coming into contact with crotch. I looked in front of me and focused, it was the young lady I had been admiring all day. She swayed her hips seductively watching the band, with her arms above her head. The occasional contact caused me to become very excited. Something that seemed to happen much too easily during those young years. Breathing rapidly, I took a bold chance and pressed into her slight, maintaining a gentle pressure with her ass. With her arms still raised, she glanced back over her shoulder at me. As our eyes met, she gazed directly at me, my lips trembled to a smile. She stared at me for a few seconds, swaying to the music, when her face suddenly broke into a bright smile.
As she turned her head back to the stage, she leaned back against me, pressing her firm shapely ass against my crotch. Then sensation of her against me, shot through me like electricity. I became excited, thinking that I would have the chance to get to know her later. I enveloped her in my arms and started swaying with her. I kept me crotch hard pressed against her ass, my mind wild over the sensations raging through me. As we stood there swaying, I moved my nose to her hair. The scent was light and clean, and I kissed the back of her head.
After a time, she moved her right arm, bringing her hand back towards me. Thinking she wanted to straighten her dress or some other task, I pulled back from her a bit. Her hand came to my leg and rested against my thigh. Slowly, she moved her hand up, until she came into contact with my restrained erection. I almost lost my control right there, but held my desire and stood there for a bit, unsure of what to do. She pressed her hand against my erection harder, causing sweet sensations to shoot through my body. Hesitantly, very slowly, I moved my right hand down and ran the palm down her ass. My fingers pointed downward, my wrist twisted sharply. My hand traveled over her dress, down her leg, to the hem. I ran my hand underneath the material, along her bare leg and around between both legs. She trembled slightly at my touch, her hand rubbing me slowly, pressed tightly to my hard shaft.
I moved my hand higher up her legs, coming in contact with her panties. I slowly rubbed at her fabric covered pussy lips. Suddenly, she was no longer rubbing my cock. Her hand came down across my arm to my hand. I thought she was going to pull my hand away. She wrapped her fingers around mine and pulled them up. Somehow, using her thumb I think, she pulled her panty crotch aside and guided my fingers to her moist warm slit. She pushed my fingers into herself, rocking back slowly onto them. A small gasp escaped her lips, as she kept her head forward, watching the band. I fingered her cruelly using every teasing trick I knew. Slipping a finger along her clit and them burying as many as I could in her pussy.
She had moved her hand back in front of her, and was still swaying slightly. I was so hot and bothered, I could not pass up this opportunity. I looked around to see if anyone could see what I was doing. Satisfied that no one knew what was going on, I carefully unzipped my pants with my free hand. I pulled out my cock, and using my free hand to pull the back of her dress up slowly, placed the head between her legs. She jumped at the contact and pushed her ass back towards me, her wet lips parting and sliding over my hard shaft. She was just the right height for me, and she leaned back against me, letting out another soft moan. I worked my shaft back and forth, feeling her get wetter. I dipped down slightly and using my hand tilted the head into her opening.
She gasped again, and started shaking against me, which caused my trembling to increase. I slowly slid my shaft into her, feeling the warmth of her moist tunnel caress me. She leaned her upper body against me, as I wrapped my arms around her in an embrace. Tilting her head back on my shoulder, we started swaying to the music. The swaying and the shaking of our bodies were causing soft little thrusts of our hips. The sensation was so intense! We stayed joined like that through several songs. Suddenly, her body stiffened slightly, she whimpered quietly and her vaginal muscles spasmed around my cock. The feel of her orgasm triggered mine, and I emptied myself into her holding my breath to keep from making to much noise.
The band was so loud, I think no one would have heard me anyway. We stayed like that for another twenty minutes or so. I finally pulled back, disengaging myself and pulling back, replaced my now soft cock back into my pants. I then reached forward and drew her back to me, in the same embrace and held her until the end of the concert. As it became plain the band was done, the crowd started to shift and move. The band cleared the stage, and the crowd started moving towards the exit. We parted, and she turned and looked at me with a sad smile. She mouthed something I could not hear, I shook my head and leaned my ear to her. Softly, almost breathlessly, she said, "Thank you". She reached up and cupped the back of my head and kissed me on the mouth, on each cheek and on my forehead and then turned away and left with her friends. I watched her go, a smile on my lips, head tilted in wonder. As she disappeared into the crowd, she looked back over her shoulder at me and gave me a sweet smile while waving one last time.
Her friends looked back with somewhat confused looks and they all disappeared. I didn't know her name or where she was from. She had given me a rare gift, a moment of quiet lust in a crowd of thousands. I still see and feel everything that happened very vividly. The image is very clear in my mind.
I've never had an experience quite like that since. I know that it was a once in a lifetime occurrence and cannot be repeated. I thought no one had noticed what we were doing, but a few days later one of me friends questioned me. He asked me if I had been feeling that little hippie chick up. I looked at him debating, and told him what had happened. He looked thoughtful for a minute, and then told me that thinking on it now, he could remember me looking strange. He told me I was so lucky, "You always get the hot chicks!" it was an exaggeration. I was lucky once in awhile, but this was very different. I will always believe that fate brought us together for just that moment. I will always cherish what happened and remember it until my last breath leaves my body.