FUCKED BY A STRANGER AT AN OUTDOOR CONCERT

All through my late teens and 20’s I was a bit of a rebel, which probably explains – at least in part – my appreciation and love for heavy metal music. I loved going to live concerts. The sound level, the heavy beat of the drums and base, the wicked guitar licks, the controlled chaos of the crowd……..it just seemed to get inside me and move through my like electricity.

In my early 30’s, I was working a steady job, had a serious boyfriend, and was mostly stable and even a bit traditional. But I still loved going to the occasional heavy metal concert whenever a good band came through town. Unfortunately, my boyfriend was more of a techno-music geek, so whenever I wanted to go to a metal concert, I had to make it a girl’s night out with my friend, Audrey. She was single, a couple years younger, and a bit wilder than I was, but she was a blast and we always had a rockin’ good time.

When I was about 32, a great heavy metal band came through town, so Audrey and I bought tickets to the show. That night we were both dressed to kill….Audrey was wearing a tube top summer dress, with a black and red design that looked like blood and knives. She has large, E-cup tits, which made a tube top a bit risqué, but it was right up her alley. She looked hot, and her unfettered boobs were bouncing and jiggling all night in her stretchy dress material. I wore a crop top with a heavy metal band logo on the front and spaghetti straps (so, no bra – which meant my D-cup tits were free to jiggle about, and my nipple bumps were clearly on display), along with a denim mini-skirt. I was looking pretty hot, too. Between the two of us, we turned a lot of heads that night.

The concert was an outdoor event at the base of a hill, with a lit stage for the band, plenty of flashing lights, pyrotechnics, huge video screens, and LOUD music. The audience was spread out on the hill, with blankets and towels laid out for sitting on, but for this concert everyone was standing, jumping and dancing throughout every song.

It was already getting dark by the time Audrey and I arrived. I knew that once the sun went down completely, the hillside would be covered in darkness, while the stage would be an explosion of illuminated chaos and music. Audrey and I picked our spot on the hill and laid out our blankets. The crowd on the hill got thicker as the concert time neared, and the two guys standing behind us – Wade and Gene – struck up a conversation with us while we waited.