Festival Experience 2
Fast-forward a couple of years from Festival Experience 1 and I'm back again, only this time for the full weekend and sharing a tent with two girl friends: Alex and Lou. It's an amazing weekend with lots of great gigs, an abundance of alcohol (we'd pooled money together beforehand to take to the festival, but managed to get served anyway!) and good times.
Of course, a long weekend surrounded by a lot of guys (some cute) and girls (OMG, so many hot ones) is tough on a girl that is increasingly sexually frustrated. That kinda thing was not a what we as friends had (though Lou and I have since had a variety of things...), and we'd all agreed that there was definitely to be no pulling and shagging going on in our tent. So, those who know me may testify, going from Thursday through to Sunday night without any naughtiness was pretty good going! But the urge inside me was growing rapidly: the increasing amount of hot girls with flesh on show, the summer heat, being away from home - all of these things pressing into me the need to do something. As I said, it was Sunday night - the festival as such had now finished and it was the final night in the tent before heading home the next morning and I was on heat! I'd tried to slip away to the tent earlier in the afternoon to get some alone time, but I was thwarted. But now was my chance. Alex stood up in our tent, hunched a little to fit and knocking over an almost-empty cider can (she's always been a lightweight), explaining she needed the loo. Being dark and stuff we'd usually all go at the same time, a short walk away from the tent but still a hassle. Lou instinctively got up and was heading out too, but it dawned on me that I now had an opportunity: "I think I'm just gonna stay...".
My hand was inside my denim shorts as soon as Lou zipped up the tent behind her, and I waited just enough so as I couldn't hear their half-drunk laughs and chatter before I got to action. Firstly, heading to the back of the tent near Alex's stuff, giving me more time to react when they returned. Lifting my ass from the floor, my shorts were soon around my knees. The memory of the cool air hitting my exposed and aroused pussy still making me tingle! It didn't take long for me to become wet - my fingers working my clit quickly and instinctively, along with various memories of (mainly) random hot girls, ensuring I knew I'd manage my desperately-needed orgasm. I slipped a finger inside myself, followed smoothly by another, and fucked my eager young pussy hard and fast. The slippiness of my soaked pussy allowing some deep masturbation, my hole squelching with each penetration of my fingers. I hit an intense and well-earned orgasm hard, the one where your mouth is wide open but no sound escapes, leaving only the wet squelches of a soaked pussy.
Opening my eyes to survey the situation, my horniness not subsiding at all (fucking myself while people milled around outside the tent was kinda hot!), the sensible option would be to get dressed ready for A&L's return, pretending nothing had happened. But maybe I could fit one more play in..? I texted them both something along the lines of 'get some water' and waited for a response while looking for something to clean up with - hmm Alex's knickers from yesterday almost spilling from her bag here, they'd do. I allowed myself a grin when I got a reply explaining they would (though I was cheap for getting them to pay) go find some water - this would allow me a good 10 minutes more alone.
I wriggled my shorts down to my ankles, allowing for a little flexibility, and worked myself slowly and gently, my breasts (through my shirt) and clit getting more attention. My pussy was already warm and wet of course, and my arousal was intense. With one the fingers of one hand working my swollen clit (with my wrist in the leg of the used knickers still), my other fingers were free to be forced into my tight, soaked pussy. In and out, slow but deep, wriggling and reaching up behind my clit - which was being teased and circled and rubbed gently - every inch of my body was burning. I'm not even sure how but Alex's underwear began spending more time around my face as i was somehow hoping to take in her scent or taste - god i was horny. I could still hear people passing only a few feet away, oblivious to this horny bitch's actions. Between biting my lip and the used knickers to stifle the little whimpers escaping my mouth, I came again with my fingers rubbing my excited clit from side to side and round in circles, my thighs clamping shut and me rolling on my side in exhausted ecstasy.
After allowing myself a few seconds to enjoy the moment, I set to work. Alex's knickers (pink, if you were wanting to know lol) were used as I initially intended, to clean and pat-down my wet pussy and thighs, before I could dress again and return to my earlier position. Alex and Lou would later return and not suspect a thing.
And Alex's knickers? Well they came home with me, where I spent half of the Monday re-living these moments...
Of course, a long weekend surrounded by a lot of guys (some cute) and girls (OMG, so many hot ones) is tough on a girl that is increasingly sexually frustrated. That kinda thing was not a what we as friends had (though Lou and I have since had a variety of things...), and we'd all agreed that there was definitely to be no pulling and shagging going on in our tent. So, those who know me may testify, going from Thursday through to Sunday night without any naughtiness was pretty good going! But the urge inside me was growing rapidly: the increasing amount of hot girls with flesh on show, the summer heat, being away from home - all of these things pressing into me the need to do something. As I said, it was Sunday night - the festival as such had now finished and it was the final night in the tent before heading home the next morning and I was on heat! I'd tried to slip away to the tent earlier in the afternoon to get some alone time, but I was thwarted. But now was my chance. Alex stood up in our tent, hunched a little to fit and knocking over an almost-empty cider can (she's always been a lightweight), explaining she needed the loo. Being dark and stuff we'd usually all go at the same time, a short walk away from the tent but still a hassle. Lou instinctively got up and was heading out too, but it dawned on me that I now had an opportunity: "I think I'm just gonna stay...".
My hand was inside my denim shorts as soon as Lou zipped up the tent behind her, and I waited just enough so as I couldn't hear their half-drunk laughs and chatter before I got to action. Firstly, heading to the back of the tent near Alex's stuff, giving me more time to react when they returned. Lifting my ass from the floor, my shorts were soon around my knees. The memory of the cool air hitting my exposed and aroused pussy still making me tingle! It didn't take long for me to become wet - my fingers working my clit quickly and instinctively, along with various memories of (mainly) random hot girls, ensuring I knew I'd manage my desperately-needed orgasm. I slipped a finger inside myself, followed smoothly by another, and fucked my eager young pussy hard and fast. The slippiness of my soaked pussy allowing some deep masturbation, my hole squelching with each penetration of my fingers. I hit an intense and well-earned orgasm hard, the one where your mouth is wide open but no sound escapes, leaving only the wet squelches of a soaked pussy.
Opening my eyes to survey the situation, my horniness not subsiding at all (fucking myself while people milled around outside the tent was kinda hot!), the sensible option would be to get dressed ready for A&L's return, pretending nothing had happened. But maybe I could fit one more play in..? I texted them both something along the lines of 'get some water' and waited for a response while looking for something to clean up with - hmm Alex's knickers from yesterday almost spilling from her bag here, they'd do. I allowed myself a grin when I got a reply explaining they would (though I was cheap for getting them to pay) go find some water - this would allow me a good 10 minutes more alone.
I wriggled my shorts down to my ankles, allowing for a little flexibility, and worked myself slowly and gently, my breasts (through my shirt) and clit getting more attention. My pussy was already warm and wet of course, and my arousal was intense. With one the fingers of one hand working my swollen clit (with my wrist in the leg of the used knickers still), my other fingers were free to be forced into my tight, soaked pussy. In and out, slow but deep, wriggling and reaching up behind my clit - which was being teased and circled and rubbed gently - every inch of my body was burning. I'm not even sure how but Alex's underwear began spending more time around my face as i was somehow hoping to take in her scent or taste - god i was horny. I could still hear people passing only a few feet away, oblivious to this horny bitch's actions. Between biting my lip and the used knickers to stifle the little whimpers escaping my mouth, I came again with my fingers rubbing my excited clit from side to side and round in circles, my thighs clamping shut and me rolling on my side in exhausted ecstasy.
After allowing myself a few seconds to enjoy the moment, I set to work. Alex's knickers (pink, if you were wanting to know lol) were used as I initially intended, to clean and pat-down my wet pussy and thighs, before I could dress again and return to my earlier position. Alex and Lou would later return and not suspect a thing.
And Alex's knickers? Well they came home with me, where I spent half of the Monday re-living these moments...
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