Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Outdoor Concert (FMM, wife, cheat)
Date: 3 Oct 1995 23:45:38 GMT

			 The Outdoor Concert

	Last week I had a very unusual and sexual experience. My
husband and I had to go to an outdoor concert about thirty miles from
home. We drove to the parking area and were told that it was full and
we would have to park at another parking facility about five miles
away, but that there would be a shuttle there to transport us back to
the concert area.

	Grudgingly we drove to the remote parking area and parked our
car. As we looked around for the shuttle bus, we saw a large crowd
gathered next to what we figured was the bus stop. As we approached
the crowd, we saw the shuttle bus coming and hastened to get on. It
was close to the time for the concert to start so we squeezed onto the
shuttle rather than wait for the next one.

	Everyone was jammed in the bus and all of the seats were
taken, standing people jammed the aisles. It was so tight that you
couldn't even turn around. My husband was standing facing me and we
tried to hold each other up, since we couldn't grab the straps or hand
rail.

	As we started to move I was being pressed against on all
sides. I didn't know if it was men or women pressing against me, with
the exception of my husband, who I could see. He winked at me and
looked at his hand as he lowered it between us. I had a funny idea of
what he was going to do, and as his hand made a burning trail down the
front of my body I knew I was right. Since we were packed in so tight
I knew that no one else could see, but the fact that we were
surrounded by a bunch of strangers excited me.

	As his hand approached my pussy I was wondering how far he
would go. I had a skirt on with buttons down the front of it and he
took full advantage of the openings between the buttons as his fingers
deftly worked between two of the buttons and slid across my lace
covered pussy. As his fingers touched me I instinctively jerked back
slightly.

	My movement was stopped by the person behind me. My movement
into the person behind me seemed to be taken as an invitation, as
whoever it was started to press against my ass. As my husband was
caressing my pussy, I could feel something turning from soft to hard,
and realized that the person behind me was a man, (or boy) and what he
thought was an invitation, was getting him excited as he was getting a
hard-on while pressing his cock against my ass. The workings of my
husband on my pussy made me squirm, which only seemed to entice my
backdoor admirer all the more as he pressed his cock firmly against my
asscheeks.

	I couldn't tell my husband without letting everyone on the bus
know what was happening, so I decided to ride it out and hope that it
didn't go any further. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my hip and it
slid over my ass caressing my cheeks and working down them. I could
feel the fingers trying to pull the hem of my skirt up as the cock was
pushing and rubbing across the crack of my ass. I didn't know what to
do, but I do know that I was getting excited. I tried to pull away but
all that accomplished was to press my pussy against my husband's hand
and excite him more, which in turn made him work over my pussy harder
driving me back into the person behind me.

	I could feel my skirt raising in the back and just as I felt
bare fingers on the back of my thighs, working up toward my lace panty
covered ass, the bus pulled into the concert area. Seeing this,
whoever was behind me ceased his actions and let my skirt drop before
the mass of people moved and his actions could be observed. I was
relieved and disappointed at the same time.

	My husband also got the clue and removed his hand from inside
my skirt and smiled at me. I smiled back at him with a flushed face,
as I felt the person behind me trying to move away. When the bus
stopped, and the people started to move, I looked around sheepishly to
see if I could tell who was behind me, but he must have moved, since I
could only see a couple of girls near me. I looked around at the men
nearest to me to see if anyone of them had a guilty, or satisfied look
on his face, but couldn't tell.

	As we got off the bus, I decided not to tell my husband, since
nothing happened. We walked into the concert and found out that we
could stand on the infield in front of the stage rather than take our
seats in the audience. Since we both really liked the group we were to
see we decided to stand in the crowded infield to get closer to the
stage, since our seats were pretty far back in the seating area.

	As we hastened to get the best position possible we ran into a
friend of ours who also happened to be at the concert. We told Bob
that we were going to try to get as close to the stage as possible. He
told us that it would be very crowded close to the stage but he would
go with us if we didn't mind. We jammed into the crowd as the group
was starting to go into their first number. It was very crowded and we
were jammed together. My husband was standing in back of me with his
hands on my shoulders looking over my head, since he was much taller
than me, and Bob was next to him.

	After the first couple of songs the group started to play a
slow romantic ballad, and my husband put his arms around me and pulled
me back into him and we swayed to the music. I could feel his cock
against my ass as we rocked and pressed back into him. Getting the
hint, he pressed his cock against my ass and lowered his hands to my
pussy and caressed it from outside my skirt as we swayed to the music.
Since it was so crowded, no one could see what he was doing, so I
figured they wouldn't be able to see me either as I maneuvered my hand
behind me and stroked his hardening cock. As the song ended he pulled
his hands away as did I, to applaud the group.

	The next couple of songs were fast and we all just were
jumping in place to the music. As a slow song started again, I felt
the hands return to my shoulders, figuring it was my husband I leaned
back against the body behind me. Figuring I would be the initiator
this time, I worked my hand behind me and ran it across the front of
the body behind me.

	I was happy to see that my husband was getting hard again and
pulled one of the hands off of my shoulder with my free hand and slid
it down over my tits toward my waist. He got the idea and pulled me
back against him and let his hand come back up slightly to caress my
tits and then slowly lowered it to the front of my skirt. I could feel
his cock getting bigger and thought that I was really getting to him
as his cock seemed bigger than usual. His fingers were working their
way between the buttonholes and sliding across my lace covered pussy.

	I reached down and crushed his hand against my pussy as his
fingers were trying to get inside my panties. As I gave his cock a
couple of playful squeezes, his fingers found their target as he sunk
one of them into my throbbing pussy. I thought that my sigh could be
heard all over the arena as I nearly climaxed from the excitement of
what we were doing in the midst of thousands of people.

	The song the group was doing turned out to me a medley of
their ballad hits, and continued for quite awhile. All the while my
pussy was getting wetter, and throbbing uncontrollably wanting
release. My hand was working hard on his cock and I could feel his
hand opening his fly and guiding my hand inside. I groped around and
finally had my hand on the naked flesh of his cock. I could feel the
wetness on its tip and slid my finger around the opening, moving the
wetness over the entire tip. I could feel his cock throbbing and
jerking as he brought me to a crashing orgasm, while at the same time
I felt his cum spurting against my fingers.

	His hands slowly pulled from my panties and away from my skirt
as he tried to compose himself. I pulled my hand out of his pants and
slowly brought it back around in front of me and knowing that he was
taller than me leaned back and brought my fingers with his cum on them
up to my mouth and let him see me lick them off. I then reached around
and gave his cock another squeeze...

	Just at that point, my husband tapped me on the shoulder and
asked me if he missed any good songs as he had to go to the men's room
and just got back. In shock, I looked to see who was behind me, who
had just brought me to a fantastic orgasm, whose cock I had just
brought off and whose cum I had just licked off of my fingers, and
looked into Bob's smiling eyes. I didn't know what to do, but Bob got
me off the hook as he told my husband that the group played a couple
of their slow hits that were good for love making but that the best
tunes were still to come.

	Now I know why that cock felt larger than usual, it was!! It
was Bob's. My husband and I have often fantasized about me having sex
with Bob, but just used this fantasy to excite ourselves. But now I
knew that I wanted Bob's cock in my pussy. After tasting his cum
accidentally I also knew that I and wanted to feel his cock throbbing
in my warm mouth, as he washed my throat with his cum.

	For the rest of the concert, I could feel Bob pressing into me
whenever he got the chance and once when my husband was on my left and
Bob was on my right I could feel Bob's hand on my right hip inching
around toward my pussy. I looked at my husband and he was engrossed in
the concert and as I turned toward Bob, he looked into my eyes and
smiled as he licked his lips as his hand pressed across my pussy. I
smiled back at him as I looked down at his bulging cock and returned
the smile and ran my tongue across my upper lip still staring at his
cock. I gently pulled his hand away and as I did he grasped my hand
and pulled it over and pressed it against his rockhard cock. I gave it
a squeeze and pulled away as the song ended.

	Since my thoughts were on a lot of other things than the
concert I didn't realize that the concert was almost over until the
group announced that this would be their last song and for all of us
to have a safe trip home.

	I looked at my husband and Bob as the last song was being
played and didn't want it to be over. I needed to be fucked bad, I was
very horny from the happenings. When the concert was over, we all
proceeded to our cars. Bob's was closer than the shuttle stop so he
offered to drive us to our car in the remote parking lot. We all sat
in the front of his car, since it had a bench seat as we drove the
four or five miles in the traffic to the remote lot. I was pressed
between my husband and Bob and my left thigh was burning where it was
pressed against Bob's.

	Since his car was a standard four-speed shift on the floor,
each time he put the car into second or fourth gear his hand would
come to rest against my thigh. He made no effort to remove his hand
from the gearshift, since in the traffic he was constantly shifting
from one gear to another and each time his hand touched my thigh he
would trace a line on it with his finger and send an electric shock
right to my pussy.

	When we finally arrived at our car I saw a slight glow coming
from inside our car. My husband opened the door and found the glove
box door open with a very dim light still burning. As he tried to
start the car, he got nothing but a couple of clicks of the starter
from the dead battery.

	Bob suggested that we leave the car there since it would take
a long time to get someone out here and he lived very close to our
house. He suggested that he and my husband come back in the morning
and jumpstart the car and get it home then. We agreed and as I got
into the front seat again for the ride home, my husband asked Bob if
it would be all right if he got in the back and caught a catnap as he
was very tired.

	Bob agreed and my husband smiled at me and curled up on the
back seat. I had no idea what the smile signified at that time and
settled in for the ride home. We soon heard some sounds from the back
as if my husband was asleep. Bob slowed down for a curve and shifted
down a gear and as he put the car back into fourth gear he let his
hand stay on the seat.

	Looking over at me he inched his hand toward my legs. I wanted
to stop him, but at the same time wanted him to proceed. When his hand
touched my thigh I instinctively twitched away, but his hand kept
coming and I slowly opened my legs giving him all the access he
needed. He immediately took advantage of the situation and slid his
fingers along my inner thigh and slid them inside my panties and
caressed the throbbing lips of my pussy.

	As I looked at him, he smiled at me and looked down at his lap
and nodded toward me than back down at his lap. I didn't need any more
of an invitation than that as I wanted to see that cock more than he
wanted me to see it. I slowly slid over closer to him and in so doing
glanced back into the back seat and saw my husband sleeping soundly.
(or so I thought) I slowly reached out and caressed his cock from
outside his pants as his hand was working over my pussy.

	I slowly opened his fly and reached in and maneuvered his
rockhard cock out into the night air. It was TREMENDOUS !! It must
have been eight or nine inches long and very thick. I couldn't help
myself as I lowered my head toward his lap as my tongue was stretching
out to touch this magnificent turgid pole. As I licked the tip, he
jerked back and squeezed my pussy. I returned the favor as I opened my
mouth and gently nibbled on the shaft of his cock. It was throbbing
against my tongue as his hand found its way up to my tits and opened
my blouse and slowly slid inside my bra caressing my naked flesh and
squeezing my nipples.

	As I drove my mouth down on the length of his cock I could
feel my bra being taken off. He must have been struggling very much as
I could feel the seat being jostled about as he was trying to open my
bra. As I was feeling the throbbing of his cock touching the back of
my throat I caressed his balls as he was gently caressing my tits. All
of a sudden he started to lift my hips up positioning me on my knees
on the seat. But that was impossible since his hand was on my tits,
and his other hand was on the steering wheel.

	Just as these thoughts were going through my mind a cock was
thrust into my pussy from the rear. It had to be my husband. Here I
was with Bob's cock in my mouth and what had to be my husbands cock in
my pussy. Each thrust of my husbands cock drove Bob's cock deeper down
my throat. I lost it and thrust back against the cock in my pussy and
dove as deep as possible onto the cock in my mouth as I was
approaching an intense orgasm.

	Bob's cock was starting to swell even more as it started to
jerk and twitch as he unloaded a burst of cum against my throat and
into my sucking mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could trying to get
all of Bob's joy juice, but as fast and as hard as I swallowed, some
oozed from my lips and I could feel it running onto my chin. The
discharge of Bob's cum into my mouth put me over the edge also and I
was surprised that I didn't bite off his cock in the intense pleasure
and internal explosion of my body as my husband came deep in my pussy
at the same time.

	Bob ran his hand through my hair as I licked his cock from
base to tip, and cleaned any remaining cum from it. As I was doing
this I could feel the seat moving again and as I tried to lift my head
Bob held it down for a moment and when he released me my husband was
back in the rear seat and curled up as if sleeping. I looked back at
him, but he didn't stir. As I looked at Bob, he just smiled and
whispered "Thank You," to me. I didn't understand what was going on,
but I loved it.

	When we arrived home, my husband pretended to wake up and we
bid Bob goodnight and walked into our house. The next day Bob and my
husband went down and retrieved our car. It has been a week now and my
husband hasn't mentioned a word about what happened. We are due to go
to a car show with Bob on Sunday and decided to drive out in Bob's
car, rather than take two cars to go the two hour drive.

	My anticipation is tremendous. I don't know what will happen,
but I sure will dress to make whatever happens as easy as possible. I
get wet just thinking about this weekend. The suspense alone has made
me orgasm at least twice since the plans were made. I am so on edge
that the slightest touch of my pussy by either Bob or my husband will
send me over the edge and I will do whatever they want, wherever they
want, and whenever they want.