Hello my name is Samantha Black, I am a high school teacher. I have recently moved to Seattle, the city of the grunge look. I live in Bellevue, but tonight I am headed to a concert in Federal Way. Mushroomhead
is playing tonight. I have been looking forward to this night for months. I went to the spa, to get my hair done, and my nails.
I laid out my favorite outfit, burgundy Doc Martin's
, white socks, a plaid pleated miniskirt, a white t-shirt, a matching black undergarments, and a burgundy vest. My stomach is turning, as I get out of the shower but I am exited. I have decided I will take a cab there and back.
When I get there the opening band is playing, and most of the guys are in the pit, moshing bout. The ambient is electric, the energy is high. I find my way close to the pit as I love to see the buys play rough. There in the mist of this dancing, fighting circle, I see him.
Dark hair, eyes focused on his space, the muscles show through his shirt. I cannot help but stare. What a magnificent specimen of a man is there. I feel my insides wake, and between my legs I feel warm and wet.
He finally looks at me, but continues his assault at the pit. His eyes never leave mine, almost as if he is undressing me with his stare. I cannot help and desire this man.
The music finally slows down as Mushroomhead
will finally appear. The mosh pit finally dissipated. Guys finding their way about. I loose sight of him. I look all over for this guy, and as I seem to have lost him, I feel disappointed. The lights dim, and the frenzied guys find their place. I just stand almost frozen now just looking to the stage.
As the music begins, I feel strong hands wrap themselves around me. I want to turn around, hoping to see him there. I am not allowed, as he kisses the back of my neck. This hands begin to roam my body, as my mind seems to ask, who is this, but my heart knows it is him. I loose all fear and surrender to this handsome stranger.
I lean my head back to his shoulder, as he pulls me closer to him. Those around us, don't even notice as he lifts my skirt, pulls my panties aside, and slides his cock deep within me. Oh, he bottoms out, he is pushing deep in me.
All eyes are on the band, as he has his way with me. My moans, my pleasure is dissipated by the band. I have not felt like this in months. My legs begin to shake, he grips me hard and plays with my swollen mound. I want to lean forward but he keeps me tight to him.
If anyone looked close enough they would see I am dripping with my own juices. I am sure my face is flushed. my moans and grunts continue to drown with the music. I am lost in to the pleasures he brings as he thrust deeper in me.
He is tugging at my hair from the nape. His lips kissing and nibbling at my neck and shoulders. One hand finds its way under my shirt and it plays, rolls, pulls and tugs at my nipples.
He is now grunting and thrusting fast in me.The same force he used in the pit
, I think, it is him
The realization hit me, and brought more pleasure. I thrusted back to him. lowering my head, my hips dancing to meet his rhythm.
In me I feel my velvet walls engulf him. The sensation is now heightened. I feel a series of waves within me. He shivers, and his cock swells, and stretches me. One deep thrust, and the strings of his seed are felt deep in me.
His loud grunt turned some heads. He holds me tight. Those that looked are once again lost to the band. I feel a kiss to my neck and ear.
"You are mine," he whispered.
I lean back and try to turn to see him. He holds me tight.
We finish the concert with him holding me. The last song is announced, and he turns me. His eyes melt me. He kisses me deeply.
"Ready to go home Samantha?"
I look at him confused.
"I am the Swim coach at the school. I have seen you, but I never figured you to like this sort of music. Now, I will not ever let you go."
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