2013 - 25 - MUSIC FESTIVAL

So I’ve always wanted to go to a music festival and I was dating a guy that was into that scene. This was an early year of Firefly, so we decided to go. To me there was something that seemed so sexy about music festivals, and I really wanted to go experiment. It felt like a great opportunity to show off and meet people. No way my bf was cool with me hooking up with other guys, but I knew he’d love me to dress like a slut and wouldn’t mind if I made out with girls.

For Friday, day one, I wore a sheer top with tape over my nipples and tight booty shorts. My guy loved it and made me blow him in the tent before we went into the festival. I swallowed his cum, but had an idea for later. Inside the festival, I noticed a lot of eyes on me and people sneaking pics. I loved the attention. My bf wasn’t the go up front type, but I was, so we separated a lot. Gave me more opportunity to show off and flirt. I remember being upfront for Ellie Goulding and being so turned on by the crush of mostly female bodies around me. I decided to get drunker before the end. I was up close for Red Hot Chili Peppers and this crowd was more frat guys. I got groped a few times, definitely had my tits squeezed by a few guys and my ass smacked or grabbed a lot. It became clear I was alone and wasn’t really stopping anyone. I was so horny, I rode the shit out of my bf back at the tent.

Saturday, day two, we smoked a lot of weed. I was pretty much high all day lol. My outfit was sluttier than the day before. I covered my chest in dark glittery body paint, including my nipples. I had my nipples pierced at this time, and they looked so sexy. Then I wore some kind of mesh chain mail type thing, barely covering my painted tits. Then I just wore a thong with fishnets over it. My bf thought I was hot, but maybe a little too slutty. I gave him another pre-festival bj, but did it before I put on the mesh thing and had him cum on my tits, which I just let dry there. Then we went in. I got even more attention as I floated through the festival. I left him to go upfront for MGMT, definitely made out with a few guys and got felt up and groped hard. Ended up rubbing one guys cock through his pants until he came too lol. I wish I could have tasted it. I wanted to do more, but didn’t want to upset my boyfriend and knew he would already be pissed if he found out. 

Sunday, day three, the last day. I decided to really go for it. I just wore a fishnet top and a thong bikini bottom. Tits and ass just out there. I even pulled my nipples through a hole in the fishnet to make sure they were out and my piercings made it obvious. BF thought I looked hot, but was kinda mad I wanted to show off like that. I let him cum on my face and did a cumwalk into the festival, letting it dry on my face. I got so much attention. Toward the end of the day, bf managed to get some Molly for us. It was really hitting when I left him to go up front for Zedd. I was so horny and dancing and touching myself and I ended up in a group of girls. I made out with all of them and we groped each other. At one point, one of them was behind me and she slid my bottoms over and played with my clit right there in the open until I came. It was so fucking hot!

Back at the campsite, we were still feeling the Molly, so we fucked like crazy in the tent. After we finished, we were both starting to come down, so my BF suggested we smoke some weed to ease out of it. We went to our chairs out front of our tent, but I just came out nude.  He was shocked. It was late, but there were still people walking around and we made a few friends. One girl even lazily licked my clit while I smoked for a while. I loved it, but I could tell my bf wasn’t super comfortable. I wanted to give in and cum for her, but just couldn’t.

We got up the next morning and headed home. As we were driving, I could tell something felt weird. He ended up asking if I’d give him some road head. Of course I did, sucking him until he came in my mouth. I gave him my best lol. As I sat up, he said he thought I was too slutty for him and we should break up. Truthfully, he wasn’t wrong and I knew it. And I actually was impressed that he got one last bj out of me, it was kinda hot tbh. I felt used in the best way and from then on, I always offered a post breakup bj at the minimum. My only regret is that if I knew, I would have explored a lot more at the festival.