It was Labor Day weekend of 1988. We had tickets to attend a concert at an outdoor venue. The drive was a few hours so we bought a package through the radio station and we were going by bus. INXS was the headline act but we were bigger fans of Cheap Trick, an opener.
Kelly and I were twenty-eight then. Kelly was dressed for the times and the concert. On top, she wore a short black tube top covered in black sequins. On the bottom, she wore a short black leather mini skirt. Although I was never a fan, she wore black combat boots as they were in style. In her hair, she wore a silk hair clip shaped like a rose.
Kelly’s hair was at near mythical length. She had a few inches trimmed off months ago to tidy up the bottom. But she was still a hair farmer. With her shoes on her hair hung just six inches from the ground. She rarely wore it unbraided because when she did she was constantly having to worry about where it was, who would step on it and would it get caught in a car door.
But that day she had her dishwater blond hair down and it was blowing everywhere in the breeze as folks milled around chit-chatting before it was time to board the bus. There were a few other good-looking young women in the crowd. In my opinion, Kelly had no competition. Her long legs were tanned and her 34F boobs were simply spectacular.
Kelly couldn’t help but notice when an early seventies red Corvette pulled into the parking lot. That had been Kelly’s fantasy car since high school and they always turned her head. It was a nice-looking couple who emerged. If I had to guess, they were perhaps six to ten years older than Kelly and me.
We had arrived early and milled around near the bus’s door. As soon as it was time to board we headed to the back. The very back row behind us was filled with radio station stuff and on the other side was the restroom. The Corvette couple sat in the seats across the aisle from us. I was against the window as was the girl on the other side.
In minutes Kelly and the guy were chatting away, mostly about his car. His girlfriend joined in occasionally, as did I. The beer was flowing and the three hours went by quickly. As we got close to the venue the station deejays tried to fire up our group. They had a couple of contests and gave away some station swag. Then they broke into shouts and chants to get everybody yelling.
Then the “smartass” morning deejay yelled, “Show your tits!” A bunch of guys joined in the chant. The women suddenly seemed to have their asses glued to their seats. I could see Kelly having an eye contact girl-to-girl thing with the girl across the aisle. A moment later they both jumped up. Kelly pulled down her tube top. The girl lifted her mesh shirt and her black lace bra and they both shook their tits at the deejay.
They stood for probably a three count. The deejays got an eyeful, but by the time the rest of the bus had it figured out, the girls were sitting and both laughing their asses off. Both the guy (Steve) and I had been locked on the other’s partner. Denise had a really nice set of C-cups. Steve looked shell shocked from watching Kelly’s huge tits.
He was grinning ear to ear and I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying to Kelly, but I pretty much knew without having to hear anything. The deejays copped hugs and ass grab as the girls disembarked.
We sat on the lawn pretty far back from the stage, by choice. Kelly had been squirrely the whole day. She wanted to make out and more, yet it was not exactly the place. We loved Cheap Trick. Every now and then Kelly would kiss me and swallow my tongue. It had become nighttime-dark when INXS took the stage.
Fifteen minutes into the set and Kelly pulled off her tube top. Soon after, Denise removed her bra from under her black mesh shirt. She and Steve had camped out next to us on the lawn. Other folks from our group were near but not really close.
Kelly thought maybe she could get a few more in the crowd to join her. It wasn’t to be. And it didn’t slow her down one bit. She danced the entire time.
She covered up the girls as we packed up to board the bus. The crowd on the bus was pretty pumped. Kelly was as horny as hell. She was licking my ear and nibbling on my neck. “Do you know what’s going to happen when the lights go out?” she whispered.
“Noooo…” I quietly replied.
“You’re going to fuck my little pussy.”
Well okay! Before long the lights went out, all of the beer kicked in. Combined with the long day in the sunshine and people were nodding off right and left. Kelly was rubbing my cock through my jeans and I was rock hard.
She needed my help tugging down her panties. The sides rode really high on her hips. Soon they were off. Denise had fallen asleep. Steve was copping glances the whole time and watched Kelly’s panties slide down her legs to the floor.
Kelly climbed onto my lap facing me. The skirt was a bit too tight so she had it hiked up to free her thighs. Her ass was exposed. We were making out like teenagers. She had me so hard I thought my dick would break if it wasn’t released soon. I pulled down her top and sucked and mashed her boobs and nipples.
Steve was no longer glancing. He had turned and was watching with a smile. Kelly lifted her butt up and told me to get my cock out. As soon as I did she sat on it, dropping her wet cunt into my lap. She rode around on my cock in almost a circular motion. It was just a few short minutes before Kelly moaned into my ear as she came.
With one down she used her pelvis to ride me with strokes moving toward and away from my belly. She was getting a little noisy and the guy in front of us was stirring. A nice benefit of being six-feet-four is that I can see everything going on. I lip locked Kelly to swallow her sounds.
She humped me as she humped herself to another orgasm. We slowed down for a couple of minutes. Then I started bouncing her ass up and down on my six-inch standard white boy cock. Kelly came a third time and I was ever so close. Kelly could tell by the look on my face. She hopped off my lap and dropped down next to my legs. She caught my cock in her mouth. Her hand gave me a few strokes and my ass lifted off the seat as I pumped her mouth to overflowing with a huge load.
I put my cock away. Kelly put her boobs away. She sat down in her seat. Steve was still grinning. I had all I needed to fall asleep and I did just that. Kelly was a total night owl. She wasn’t tired at all. She realized that her boots were killing her feet and she took them off. One at a time she lifted a foot onto her lap and she massaged them.
Steve turned in his seat to face her and patted his lap. Kelly nodded, turned, and lifted her feet into his lap. Steve went to work massaging her feet, calves, and legs. She had to really fight from moaning out loud. This went on for probably a half an hour.
Steve was leaning forward and moving his hands further and further up Kelly’s legs, past her knees, as he massaged them. Kelly bent her knees apart horizontally. Steve followed her lead and moved his hands to her inner thighs and massaged her soft inner thigh skin as he moved within just inches of her slit. Kelly was running with lube. Steve’s hands felt so good on her feet and legs that she was getting wetter ever inch that he moved closer to her vagina.
Kelly saw Steve’s face react when he realized she was shaved bare. Hairless was not the norm in 1988 but Kelly loved how it felt and kept her pussy trimmed nearly every day during the summer. He watched her reaction as he slipped two fingers into her very wet and very inviting hole. Steve was slowly moving his fingers inside of her, feeling all that her pussy had to offer.
Kelly used her feet to find Steve’s cock. Once she found that it was half-hard her toes and her pussy made sure he got to full hardness. They spent perhaps ten minutes getting each other unbearably wet and hard. Kelly nudged me. I grunted. “Please trade seats with Steve.”
Kelly and I stepped into the aisle. Steve slid over into my seat. Kelly sat down next to him and I sat down next to Denise. I was out again even though I kind of wanted to stay awake to watch. Steve unzipped as he moved into my seat and he tugged his jeans open to free his cock and balls. Kelly got on all fours onto her seat with her skirt pulled up to her waist.
Steve ran a few fingers through her slot, feeling her lubrication. Then he aimed his cock for her opening. On the first thrust, he was all the way in. Neither wanted to take their time. They were fucking with only one mission: to cum as quickly as possible. Kelly bit onto her hand as she came. Steve was really slapping his balls into her slit, just the way Kelly loved to be fucked. A couple of minutes later he leaned over her and whispered, “Where?”
Kelly slid forward, turned and, again, dropped to her knees. She told me later that Steve’s cock was maybe an inch or so longer than mine. And it was nice and smooth, not “veiny”, a big plus in Kelly’s book of preferences. Kelly had her nose in his pubes as he bucked and emptied his balls into her mouth.
After she had sucked Steve’s cock dry he pulled her up to his lap and tugged down her tube top. They both were in such heat to fuck he didn’t have the chance to play with her huge boobs. He made up for the lost time and suckled on her for a very long time.
I finally came to. Denise had her bare legs pulled up onto her seat and I started to slowly rub my hand over them. She slowly came around and gave me a perplexed look. Then she looked past me and saw Steve’s face buried in my wife’s chest. Denise turned and pulled me in for a kiss. We had a nice match of tongue hockey. I slid my hand under her mesh top and played with her hard nipples. I also felt up a pair of bolt-on tits for the first time. Different, but okay.
Denise was sitting in her seat on her knees facing the back of the seat. I moved a hand below her skirt and eventually found a pair of wet panties. I wiggled my fingers past the elastic, roamed through a forest of hair and found a wet slit with a tiny stream in the middle. I got her off the first time by rubbing her clit.
She had a small spasm on my hand as she came. I gave her a moment to recover and then found her G-spot and massaged that with my finger until she came again. Not only was she hairy she was also very tight. She shook harder the second time that she came. I was ready to go for more. Instead, she was pushing my hand from her twat.
“I can’t do it again. I need a few minutes.” And then a minute later, “We shouldn’t be doing this. I should be with Steve and you should be with Kelly.” Oh jeez… Here we go.
I knew it was a dead end and probably best for Steve to get his face out of Kelly’s boobs. I stood up and gave him a look. He took the hint and we swapped back to our original seats.
Soon we had arrived back at the station and folks were getting off of the bus. Steve kind of held back from Denise and slipped me a card. “If you guys would ever want to get together that would be great. Just give me a call.” He ended the sentence with a wink. I got his message.