The rock concert

Wow, how things change with every decade that happens to us. I was born in the late 1950s and grew up loving Rock Music and the long hairy bands of time. I grew up at the age where the girls wore mini skirts and shorts were more of a rarity then the rule if you wanted to look good for the boys. My parents had their hands full with me but I never had any pain until I was 17. I remember he was in 11th grade and he was dating in spring. At that time I had never heard of the great spring adventures that today's children know so well. All I knew was that we had a couple of weeks off and wanted to do something fun instead of sitting down and letting the two weeks run away. It was my best friend Kelly who brought me the newspaper clip that would end up changing my whole life. In the entertainment section there was a notice that one of my favorite bands of all time would be playing in our convention room next Saturday night, which was exactly halfway to the spring vacation.

I was so excited after reading about the band and how they would only be in town for one night. He had all the records that he had released this band. At that time I loved the bands where the guys were extremely cute, they all had beautiful long and straight hair, and they had songs that would really piss you off and get their blood moving. I knew I had to go see them in concert. I've never been to a rock concert, but this one wouldn't miss. I took the paper cut with me and showed it to my mother. She thought he was crazy at first. It took me four days to bother her and tell her how I'd improve my notes and try if I let myself go to this concert. I even showed him the four albums the band had to support the fact that it was my favorite band of all time. My mom finally said she'd think about it and talk to my dad that night. Like most of the girls my age, my father was a push compared to my mother. It was Dad's girl, and I usually went to him. I met my father at the door that night and we had a big talk about going to the concert.

At the end of that night my mother came in and told me I could go but if I put this in and betrayed her trust in me, I would never have another chance like this again, at least not why I lived under her roof. I called Kelly and told her I was going. I already had my parents Kelly go too. Well, that was the first part of my story that didn't work. Kelly's parents didn't let her go. He tried as much as I did, but they refused. I should've told my mom and dad Kelly that they weren't going, but I was afraid they'd rethink things and not let me go. Kelly was very envious of me when the night came to the concert. One day when Kelly was at my house, my mom mentioned the concert and said we'd better behave in the show. Kelly was great to cover up and she kept the illusion that she would be there too. The day of the concert that Kelly came and went shopping for something she could use at the concert. I met other girls who didn't even know how to find something. I knew then that there were a lot of people in town like me who loved this group of guys and I decided I wanted to look as good as I could when I went.

I remember trying in a lot of costumes and asking Kelly's opinion after everyone. They were all so normal and they were more like clothes I'd wear for school. I was running out of time because tonight was the night of the concert. I finally saw something that looked great in a window in the store we went through. It was a small white skirt made of some kind of white plastic or synthetic material. It was very bright and with the skirt was a very small wrap around the top rose that lowered about three inches below the breast line. He stood on his back and both looked really good together. When Kelly saw me in it she laughed and said that I really looked at the groupie part of a band. The suit gave the exact impression that everyone wanted to see that night, I was an avid ROCK FAN and knew how to dress the part. Kelly said she'd need some shoes to go with the suit. I was almost out of money, but I found a pair of wild crazy shoes with high platform heels on my back. When I tried them in the suit, Kelly smiled and said, "The SPANISH, DAMN, You look good!" Once she said that and once I saw myself in the mirror in the store, I knew this is what would take me to the concert tonight. It was tight, bright, very short, and it was perfect for the kind concert I was going to do. I bought everything and finally Kelly took us back to my house.

Before I went into Kelly, he told me that if my parents saw me in that tight little suit they'd probably make me change before I left the house. After thinking about it, I was sure they would, too. I knew my mom was gonna take me to the concert so I didn't know how I'd get into my new team. It was Kelly, my best friend ever, who said I'd drive to the concert with my clothes and after my mother left me out I could meet her before I got in and changed my clothes in her car. I gave Kelly a hug and told her again that she felt like she couldn't go see the band with me. The band wasn't Kelly's favorite band, so it wasn't that upset I couldn't go. He would have liked to be there to keep me company. None of us had been in a big rock concert like this. I ended up wearing a normal school dress and shoes I knew my mom and dad would be fine with. I had fixed my hair and put some makeup on me, but nothing that could make my parents suspect. I knew Kelly had my new clothes and a makeup bag in her car. I was meeting with me at 7:15 in front of the Arena. The concert started exactly at 8:00pm.

I asked my mother to leave me at 7:15 to meet Kelly and maybe buy me some memories. She wondered why Kelly wasn't with us, but I told my mom that she was going with two other girls who were coming too. My mom said I was happy that we were many, it would be harder to get into trouble. Mothers will always be moms, I know. All my mother seemed to do was worry about me. I wasn't afraid of anything, I was young and I didn't think anything in the world could hurt me. My mother left me out and said she'd be out of the sand at 10:30 tonight waiting for me. The concert was scheduled to last between 2 or 2 hours and a half. I was so excited tonight that I could barely meet. My mother left again reminding me of being careful and staying with the other girls. I was wondering what I would have done if I knew I was here alone tonight. I didn't even want to think about it. I saw my mother go and started looking for Kelly. It took me about five minutes to find her there were so many cars already in the parking lot. I jumped in her backseat and was as excited about me as I am. I quickly pulled out my school dress and got into the little white skirt that seemed shorter this time when I put it. I had to remove the bra to use the pink top I had bought. I finally put my new shoes on high shelf heels. I was very nervous as I hugged Kelly and thanked him so much for doing this for me.

Kelly told me I looked great and I was gonna impress the band with my new suit. He also told me he'd come a little before the concert ended so he could switch back to my other team before he came back to my mom's car. Kelly laughed and told me I owed her a lot of time for this. I started getting into the fenced area is the Arena while Kelly saw me leave. She shook her head as she saw how small the shine was looking at me. For some reason I used it much higher than I had in the store before today. I knew I barely covered my ass cheeks. Kelly stopped knowing that it would be okay tonight, she knew my personality and how she would be chatting with everyone around me if I knew them or not, she was right, too. I waited on a line to go in and looked around and most girls had dressed as hot as they could come to see this band. Like me, the girls really thought the band guys were hot. I was surprised when I arrived and there was no chair all over the place. The concerts at the time had no seat, you just moved where you could see the concert. For 30 minutes I squeezed my way to the front. Most people wouldn't let anyone thrive, but when the boys looked at me and I was alone, they would say hello and push me in front of them. To my surprise, I was right in front of the stage before the concert started. I could see everything perfectly and I was happy standing here waiting for the band to come out and start playing.

I didn't know anything about concerts, so when the band came out, I said it wasn't the band I came to see. When they started playing, I touched a couple of guys behind me and I asked where the band we all came to see was. I felt like an idiot when they told me it was the opening group tonight and that the group I wanted to see would be on after they were thru. The group was fine but they weren't the ones here to see. The guys behind me started talking a lot to me and I was surprised to see them smoke what I knew they weren't normal cigarettes. I'm sure my parents didn't know, but I had smoked marijuana before with my girlfriend at other parties. He didn't really do much for me except giggle me into almost everything. I can still remember one of the guys who hit me on the shoulder and pressing a cigarette on my hand. I could have said "NO THANK YOU," but I was young and I wanted to act like a savage like everyone around me. I turned around and faced the boys and saw many other people playing by their own hand rolled together. I smiled at the boys when I put their joint in my mouth and filled my lungs with a great inhalation. I kept it in my body for about 15 seconds and finally blew it. I returned the joint to the boys and for about 20 minutes we shared two joints between us three.

Finally the first band stopped playing and told us that there would be a 10 to 15 minute pause why they created the stage for the main band that we were all there to see. During that time I spoke to the two guys behind me. They were a little older then I was but only a year or two to most. I know they told me their names, but I can't remember them as much as I've tried. I didn't realize how the light was headed and, of course, I was laughing a lot about everything the boys said. Soon we were sharing another rolled joint and this was very different then the first two had. He had a nice but very remarkable after taste. We passed that joint for about ten minutes and then the lights on our heads began to come down and the place rallied as the curtain rose and there was the band that loved so much. I felt that my body turned around and returned some and without even thinking about what just happened now was right between the two guys I had been chatting with and sharing a joint. I was screaming my head like all the other girls.

For 15 minutes the song played its first song and I had another set pressed to my lips by one of the boys at least three or four times more. It was like a sudden rush when my body started to sleep and I felt light like a feather. As the band started the next song, I could actually feel the music as if it wasn't just sound, I was deep inside me. I didn't know what this feeling was, but it felt fantastic. I was moving side by side and I didn't even realize that one of the boys had me in their arms from the back and I was constantly praying with me to the rhythm of the strong rock band. With every minute I passed I felt less of my body and felt more like a cloud in the sky or a breath of smoke. I really yelled at my head while the band in front of me played their best songs for the great crowd I had paid so much to see them. I went from moving all over the place to just moving. I was wrapped by the guy behind me and I could hear the music and see the band, but nothing else seemed to register in my mind or body. She was so stoned from the powerful joints she'd been smoking with the kids. Both guys with me could look at my face and see that I was wasted. They hadn't tried to do that on purpose, it was just the fact that I'd never punctured marijuana before. He threw himself with other drugs that made the experience much more enjoyable. For me he pushed me into a state of consciousness that I didn't even know existed.

The band on stage started playing the only slow bullet they had written. It was really beautiful and everyone in the crowd loved it. Suddenly the boys saw the stage full of things as people threw them out of the crowd. Not bad things, but things that showed how much fans really loved guys. With a minute the boys laughed when five or six pairs of girls disappeared on stage and the singer picked up a couple and kept them in the air. He moved for the girls to throw them more. This is where my night changed. The guys laughed and looked at me and one of them shitted me and told me to throw mine at the boys. That's when they realized how he was. I had a big smile on my face but I couldn't look them in the eye or say a word. The two guys looked at each other and stuck their hands together as they said it was totally out of it. He took one of them about five seconds for his friend to turn me around. Then with the band still playing his ballad the guy had the guts to reach under my tight short skirt and look for the top of the panties he now had. With me feeling that something was going on with my body, he easily grabbed the top of my pink panties and he sled them right under my legs until they were resting on the top of my high shelf heels. One foot at the same time my legs were lifted and then both boys really broke in laughter while my average pair of pink panties were thrown on stage where a few were already lying.

The main singer saw exactly where my pair of panties came from. He pointed out where he stood and kissed me. I would normally have meant the world for me to point out like this, but I didn't move a muscle or a wave or anything. The two guys around me moved around like a pack of wolves. Because everyone else knew I had come with them and they were my boyfriends or something. The only boy who had been holding me suddenly got his hand under my little skirt and in seconds his hands ran over my naked ass and then around in front of my body. While I felt that music was waving through my body, my face turned and the second boy planted a big wet kiss right on my lips. Just as he made a couple of warm fingers find my tight set of pussy lips and strange hands just started to feel me while they kissed me and moved around some so that kids could have better access to my body. For about ten minutes the boys laughed and realized he wasn't going to fight. I don't know if I really got wet on my own, but my virgin pussy soon had a finger stuck inside her and a different hand squeezing my ass as hard as I could.

I won't know if the guy who rats me out could say he'd never been with a boy before or not. He slowly got his finger inside and out of my pussy and his hand was soaked when he finally took it off under my short shirt. He pushed his wet fingers to his friends' nose and laughed as he told him to smell how sweet this smelled. So, like a bad sex novel, the guy behind me started getting rid of his pants and unleashed a hard rock dick that was about six inches long. It made me stand right up against him so far nobody really knew what was going on. The group was still playing and they were all given their attention. We had children in front of us, next to us, and directly behind us. We were packed like cattle because they all wanted to get us on stage like they could. Without even thinking of the children around us, the boy holding me from the back slowly raised the back of my skirt and returned my body until my high heels of platform were right next to his own two feet. My legs were separated two feet and my feet were laid outside the boy's feet behind me. All this was new to him while he was going to try to take me standing behind my body.

For more than a minute the boy put the waist in this way or that and nothing that seemed to align our bodies properly. Finally pushed my head forward some who pushed my ass back to his body. I could feel it instantly while my wet pussy was perfectly aligned with his hard dick. He still took a few attempts to align his dick with my tight wet opening. The second he did, he started pulling my head up and like opening a bottle of wine, his dick was pushed up into my pussy and slowly my tight wet lips had to pull away to allow his huge stiff dick inside my body. I was so excited, so wet, and so high in my body at first I didn't even feel the intrusion as inch after the inch of the hard dick of the rock forced to climb inside my vagina. It was after two inches, perhaps less, that the guy behind me had trouble getting more of his dick inside me. I don't think she knew she was a virgin. I think he thought we were fighting again with a bad angle or alignment. After trying a few times to move on, he put a hand on my neck and pushed my head back to the ground. Just like before my ass moved back and into a better position for what I was trying to do. I was just bent like this for about eight seconds, that's all it takes.

The guy behind me pulled his dick around an inch and then pushed me very soft. Again his dick was stopped by my body. In his next blow out, he pushed my head down and this time he used his leg muscles and hands to pull me back hard and actually hit his waist forward to know my body. A sudden smile hit his face while his dick slipped towards me and he could immediately say that my ass was against his body. So much for my virginity, he took it and didn't even notice it, I lost it and I barely felt it. As soon as I was buried in his dick he raised me by his shoulders and stood me almost straight. Then he took his hands off my short skirt and grabbed my hips. Only the back of my skirt was up and his body was close enough to hide most of what was happening. He started to rock music and for about four minutes he only enjoyed the short blows of my tight pussy while moving side by side to the music of my favorite group. Every once in a while his friend threw my head and kissed my lips. We continue moving backwards and forwards as the music filled my body with a feeling I can still remember until today.

My tight pussy was now so hot and slippery than we were doing there was no turning back. While the music was playing, the dick inside me kept growing a little more and a little thicker while my hot wet pussy gave the guy behind me a feeling I had never felt before. I had fucked some girls before, but never a virgin and never a front of as many people as they were here tonight. The working boy held a nice slow motion with my body moving side by side in rhythm with music. That's until his dick was about to explode. As much as he didn't want to change the rhythm, his animal instincts made him begin to bend over some as he really fucked me hard from behind for about five seconds. In those five seconds his dick threw around five or six times of the pressure force while his balls began to empty and my tight slippery pussy was flooded with enough horrible cum to fill the bottom of a small cup. When the child returned to his senses, he returned to me and kept my body buried in his cock while his semen continues to pour slowly into me. He reached one gave his friend a high five and they both laughed at what a great concert had become for them.

It couldn't have been more than three minutes after the two boys slapped their hands that the stiff hot cock in my body slipped away from me and my legs were instantly covered with the boys' sperm and my own nasty juices. Let's hope it's over, but the other guy quickly took my waist and threw me in front of him. His hands were under my skirt and he took off with an unpleasant hand looking at all the things that had spilled out of my pussy. He hit his friend in his arm and told him he could have cleaned me when he ended up with me. I don't know what was used, but the boy found something to clean me up. When another song started, it started the same routine that the first guy had used me. He played with my pussy fingering me and wetting me again. Then, right in the middle of one, the bands of very fast songs lifted my skirt and woke up their pants. He was shorter then his friend and for some reason he had no trouble pulling and pushing his dick right into my vagina. I was still full of the first child's sperm and this second dick hit me like a butter knife. He was still very tight on his dick but this guy couldn't experience what a virgin was like his friend just did.

The guy who fucked me now had seen his friend all the time he took me. Like the first time, my body slowly moved side by side and controlled by hands on my hips. Again my skirt was all the way down except on the back and as before the boy's body was pretty good to block what was really going on. This boy was more of a kisser then the first. He kept pulling my head to the side and kissing me while he left my pussy scrubbing softly and lowering his dick on one or two inches in every soft side move. I don't know what this time my body started to feel things, maybe it was the added kiss or something, but suddenly my mind told me that something very special was going on and my pussy started packing the guy behind me a lot more then did the first guy. I was still floating in a cloud and the music seemed to be part of me as we got in again. But now my body was responding to what was happening to him and never in my young life I had feelings as high as I did now for drugs. What would have felt pretty good now felt fantastic.

The guy behind me beat his friend and told him he was soaking his pants and he was gonna look like he had pissed when he finally left. Both laughed when my head began to move side by side and the feeling inside me was about to show off their nasty head. I was on the top of the world as the stiff dick somehow made my clitoris stand by and all my hot juices that were soaking both just made everything go a lot more enjoyable. I think I scared both of you guys when a grunts of load came out of my mouth and a couple of seconds later my body was hitting trying to get more rubles to my clitoris of the kids who move body. I came so hard that I couldn't stop screaming and of course he caught people's attention standing in front of us. One hand quickly covered my mouth as I exploded and masturbated on the cock of the boys who was buried in the grip inside me. Luckily for them I flex as fast as I was after about ten seconds or so. All the inside of my skirt and all the front of the boys' pants were so wet that it was like a water balloon had hit us both in those areas.

They probably held me for about five minutes when the boy behind me knew that there were people around us who had to realize that we had been fucking there in the sand. When he thought everyone was watching the concert, he slowly started moving around my hot wet pussy he felt even better after having completely flooded with my own wet juices. For about four more minutes the boy pushed my body side by side. When his dick began to harden and knew he was about to roast, he did something completely different then his partner. He threw my ass at a full stop and waited for the pressure to get the best of him. I was about to grab my hips and began to masturbate, but just before he did his balls get loose and while we stood there in the arms, he felt the pressure of his sperm shooting inside my body and not once allowed me to move or got into a small inch. I wanted to feel and count every huge burst of sperm while joining your best friend at the bottom of my body. After 8 heavenly explosions seated, their balls stopped polishing and my pussy was as full of cum as I was going to arrive tonight. Again the boy left his dick inside me for a good four or five minutes. The concert was a little over half when this guy pulled his dick out of my legs and again my thighs and little skirt got wet from all the nasty white goo that flowed from my body.

This kid was much better at cleaning me up. He used the same thing the other guy did to clean me up, but every four or five minutes I'd reach between my legs and clean up more moisture from my body. The concert lasted about 35 or 40 more minutes. When it was over with the boys, I didn't know what to do with me. They ended up sitting next to the stage and laughing at their heads as they were disappearing into the crowd of children heading to the gates. It wasn't until about 35 minutes later one of the cleaning teams found me and stood up. The guy was a little older and only took seconds to see that he was completely out of it. When I got up my skirt flew and my less body panty arrived very quickly in sight. The guy laughed but he looked at my face and my age and knew someone at home wasn't gonna be happy with me. I had one of his friends pulling a pair of panties that they had swept away and no matter whether they were mine or didn't put them in my body. If I could thank him, I'd come out of my way to let him know how much he helped me that night. He asked some of the other guys to clean up what he should do with me. After all the nasty suggestions, he decided to take me out and see if someone was waiting for me. My mother and my girlfriend had already been there about an hour.

Luckily again my girlfriend saw my mom's car and stayed out of sight. He saw the guy guiding me out of the sand like Mom. My mother ran away from her car and grabbed me from the guy's arms. She was terrified and asked what happened to me. The guy told my mom that it was the cleaning team and they found me out on stage. He said I probably had a lot of fun while I was there. My mother threw me in the car and tried to wake me up but I didn't move. She drove the local hospital crazy, about 30 minutes by car. She noticed I wasn't even wearing the clothes I went to the concert. She was scared and pissed at the same time. At the hospital doctors knew in less than 20 minutes he was in some kind of drug. They gave me an IV of some kind and they had my mother waiting there until I started getting out of it. Three or four hours later I woke up with my mother next to me. I was in the emergency room and I was back from the top of the drug. Instantly, my mother went to me asking questions after asking me. I started crying and my mother was as pissed as I had seen her. It took another hour to get out of the hospital.

All the way home and for hours after arriving there my mother and father entered my room every few minutes and really let me have it. They told me how disappointed they were in me and how they could never trust me again. I couldn't stop crying but from this point I didn't know half the story of the night. I had to explain how I got the suit I was wearing in my body. I told my parents that a friend brought it to me at the concert. I wouldn't tell them it was Kelly because I didn't want them to get mad at her too. I think my mom found out alone, but she didn't tell me anything at the time about not seeing Kelly for a while. Finally at 4:00 in the morning, I told my parents I wanted to go to bed. I heard them come into their room and they were still coming out of what had happened tonight. I knew I wouldn't live this for a long time. I went to shower fast because I felt sticky and dirty since my long night. It wasn't until I took off my skirt and looked at my panties I knew something was wrong. I had lost my virginity that night, but it was weird that I couldn't feel anything different. That feeling would come tomorrow. At this time I still had the remains of the drug inside my body and I didn't feel any kind of pain at all.

I saw the little multicolored panties and knew I never had a pair like these. I started trying to figure out how I got them and a full target came into my mind. Then I slowed them down and fell on the bathroom floor. The insides of my panties were pretty wet and my thin black pussy hair was paired with some thick and nasty look. I started panicking as I put my finger in the goo and rolled it around on my fingers. Little by little I led the disaster to my noise and had a very different smell. I didn't know how the sperm smelled, but I suddenly knew it was that. I started to examine myself closer and tears filled my eyes as I pushed my stomach muscles and more things slowly slipped from my pussy lips. At that time I knew it, I had fucked that night but where, how and how I can't remember it. I jumped in the shower and cleaned my best. I was crying so hard I couldn't see what I was doing. I kept telling myself that I would have to live the rest of my life without knowing what happened to me and took my virginity. Somehow it bothered me more and then I got fucked up. Not knowing who did it would stay with me forever.

Of course I didn't sleep a wink that night and the next day I called my girlfriend crying but I wouldn't tell her why. He told me he saw my mother run and pulled me out of the hands of a guy who was helping me. I tried to find out more about my girlfriend's type, but all I remembered was it looked like about 30. That didn't help me at all and it made me feel bad. Have I released my virginity to a 30-year-old boy who took advantage of me? I thought I'd tell my parents, but I knew exactly where I'd lead. He'd be at the police station and the kids at school would find out and maybe he'd end up in court, no thanks. As much as I wanted the person to pay, I didn't want to ruin my life, so it was. I was still young and I cared a lot about what people would think of me if they found out. That day I found out I was on the one-month restriction and they told me to never ask to go somewhere like that while I was living at home. I knew I had a little less than two years to go home before I went to college. The days passed slowly and finally I left the restriction after 30 days. What I didn't understand was my next period. At first I told myself it was all the excitement and things that had happened in the last month or so. I've never lost a period but I had to expect this to be the reason. I really made myself believe it. Then another month passed and I knew. Then you couldn't run to the store for a quick test kit, you had to go to the hospital and let them do their tests. There was no way I told my mother, not yet. I did it another month but now my stomach was showing only one touch and I had five pounds heavier. I learned to hide it and was very happy when the school went out for the summer.

I was hiding in my room for the first month of summer. My stomach was growing and I became a hermit only coming out when I really had to. I had to be pregnant for four and a half months when my mother found out. Talk about world war three starting. I didn't even have to ask when he looked at me and saw me change clothes. They pushed my stomach over my pants. That was the longest day of my life. My father came home, went to the hospital and my parents were called cops. It took all my willpower to talk to my mother about calling the police. I knew if I told him I didn't know the father would bring them. I wanted to keep this as quiet as I could. I told him I had a one-night affair with a boy but I wouldn't give him his name no matter how much he tried to force me. I think my mother felt a little better when I told her the boy went to school with me and it was about six months younger then me. I was afraid someone older would have taken advantage of me. It was a week of nightmares while I stayed home with my parents and refused to talk to me more. Finally my mother prepared it to stay with her sister in another state. I couldn't wait to get on the plane to leave.