Written for a friend and completely un-beta'd (if you'd like to edit, please let me know! I posted a request to beta_readers but no hits so far) I present an erotic story, male/female, very hot—in my own humble opinion, in any case.


The music pounded loudly on the hot dance floor. She barely had enough room in the crowd to lift her arm to wipe beads of sweat from her forehead, let alone kick her feet around to the beat. Although it was getting late, the concert would still be strong for at least another hour. She turned around, desperate for a drink of water, looking for the kid in the back with the large bucket full of ice and bottles of spring water. Good, she thought, still in business. She didn't want to pass out before the band rocked their signature song.

She slowly began inching her way to the back of the room, elbowing and shoving anyone who refused to allow her even the smallest amount of space to squeeze past. She’d just stomped on the foot of an obnoxious-looking teenaged boy with lime-green liberty spikes when she spotted him.

She’d noticed him before of course, at other shows, but here he was again tonight. Her eyes followed him as he walked toward the back of the room, seemingly also heading for the water sales. His face flushed red with the heat from the room, and several locks of sweat-drenched dark hair fell neatly over his eyes; he shook his head to clear his vision.

Fuck, he was hot.

Suddenly the back of someone’s hand smacked across her face, and she realized that she’d been standing in the same place, staring at him as he crossed the dance floor, paying attention to nothing else. He stopped at the merch table now, a few feet away from the water guy. Her feet unfroze and she hurried to the back of the room.

Her hands reached into the pockets of her denim skirt, now completely drenched and thoroughly sticking to her legs, and fumbled with a couple dollar bills. The water guy held out a bottle for her, and as she leaned in to exchange it with one of her dollars, she glanced over at him again. This time he was looking at her, but his eyes quickly moved back to the tee shirts strewn across the merch table. She saw his lips trying to suppress a smile.

She thanked the water guy and, with dollars still in hand, marched over to the merch table and browsed the available girly-style tees. She now stood just a couple paces to the left of him, and her heart beat loudly in her ears. She sneaked a look at him with her head still down, facing the shirts, and, to her surprise, caught him stealing glances at her breasts.

Smirking slightly, she lifted her face to meet his, causing him to fluster and quickly avert his eyes. She giggled and her confidence soared. She subtly pushed her chest out, daring him to look again. While her left hand flipped idly through tee shirt designs, searching for ones in her size, her right smoothed her clinging tank top over her breasts, lingering over the nipple just long enough to entice him.

His quick glances had become outright stares as her nipples grew hard under his gaze. She winked at him; he winked back. With her tongue resting lightly in the corner of her mouth, she flicked her head back, indicating the hallway near the restrooms. He arched his right eyebrow and slowly nodded. She told the guy behind the merch table she’d be back after the show.

The walk to the less crowded hallway took no time at all, but she could feel his eyes on her ass as he followed her up the steps. She stretched her right arm behind her, beckoning him, and he took her hand in his. They reached the restrooms and, to her delight, found them nearly deserted. She kicked open the door to the nearest single-stall room and peered inside. Finding it empty, she swiftly ducked inside, dragging him with her.

Within seconds, she’d pressed her back to the wall opposite the sink and had her arms around his neck, pulling his face down to hers. Her fingers twined themselves in the back of his hair, and for a brief moment their eyes met. She felt herself getting wet at this sudden intimacy, and, without further warning, kissed him.

It was not a soft kiss, but it tasted like heaven and, hungry though she was, she didn’t want to just attack his mouth with no style, no grace. She tugged his upper lip between hers and sucked gently, causing him to moan and wrap his hands around her hips, pulling her into him.

His erection was already threatening his jeans, and she ground her hips against him. His mouth opened at the feeling and she took the opportunity to explore it with her tongue, tracing his in winding circles between delicate lip kisses.

She untangled her hands from his arms and ran them up and down the length of his arms, feeling the heat and the sweat from the show. Lifting her right hand beneath his tee shirt, she drew her fingers lightly against his chest and tugged at his hard nipples. Her left hand grabbed his right and guided it to her pussy, spreading her legs as his fingers played with the fabric of her panties beneath her skirt.

He separated his lips from her, but before she could protest he’d already attached them to the side of her neck, tracing the hidden lines from her ear to her shoulder. She dug her fingers into his hips as he deftly slid her panties to one side and faintly ran his finger across her pussy lips. She softly moaned, gripping harder, and he opened her lips with two fingers, using his middle to rub the area directly surrounding her clit without actually touching it. She bucked against his hand, attempting contact against her clit. He lingered in the area, tormenting her as little whimpers escaped her lips.

Finally feeling her desperation, he skillfully inserted his middle finger into her pussy and thumbed her clit, hard. Her cunt was soaking wet, and he was quickly able to add his forefinger as well, curling his fingers forward to her g-spot while continuing his action with his thumb. His remaining fingers lay casually beneath her ass, teasing her, creating a gentle but arousing sensation.

She loosened her grip on his sides and slid her tank top above her breasts, revealing a barely-there black lacy bra. Her nipples poked against the fine material and she thrust her chest toward him. His left hand pulled down the fabric of her cups and he squeezed the left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Leaving her neck, he now brought his face above the new targets, and brushed his lips across both nipples before taking the right into his mouth.

It was getting harder for her to contain her moans as his tongue flicked across her nipple and his fingers continued sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She wanted to fuck him; she needed to fuck him. She tugged clumsily at the button of his jeans for a few seconds until she finally released it. She undid the zipper, slipped open the fly on his boxers, and took his cock in her hand.

He gasped at the contact and increased the speed of his tongue on her nipple. His head on her breasts obscured the view of his cock, but she could feel its perfectness in her right hand. She folded her hand around it and jerked it a few times before rubbing her thumb on the underside of the head. Small drops of pre-cum fell upon her thumb, and she used it to lubricate her rubbing.

She nimbly shifted her weight so she could lift her right leg and rest her foot on the top of the toilet, giving him full access to her eager cunt. She grabbed his ass in her other hand, tugged his hard cock once more, and firmly guided it inside her.

She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out; it was hard, but she didn’t break the skin. Waves of pleasure overtook her and she knew her orgasms were starting already. She turned her head toward his, looking into his eyes, and she could tell her knew just how incredible he was making her feel.

He kissed her lightly on the lips, then leaned into her softly but thrust deep into her, his head resting on her shoulder while his cock moved in and out of her pussy. She timed her hip movements to meet his as the frequency of his thrusting increased. Their breathing became rapid; she could clearly hear him drawing deep breaths as he fucked her.

She placed both her hands on his ass and showed him just how hard and fast to move inside her. One... two... three... she dug her fingers into the soft flesh as he fucked her, groaning with the threats of her impending orgasm.

His body began to shake, and she could tell that he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer; he needed to cum just as much as she did. She twisted her hips a bit and squeezed the walls of her pussy, contracting them around his cock.

The unexpected tightness dazzled him, and he pulled back, ready to ask her how she did that, how she could do such an amazing thing to his cock. She pressed a finger to his lips to silence him, and leaned forward for another kiss.

They stood there in the bathroom, fucking against the wall, not caring if there was a line waiting outside its door or if anyone could hear them. His paced quickened as she sucked on his lips, his tongue. They clung to each other desperately, moaning in pleasure as the heat rose between them.

She started cumming then, her pussy convulsing around his thick cock as he continued fucking her. Her groans became screams and her nails left dark red marks across his ass.

He pressed his right arm between their sweaty bodies and slid his thumb across her clit once more. She let out a sudden gasp, and, pleased with her reaction, he furiously thumbed her clit while pumping his cock into her. He pulled himself out, bringing his cock out to the head and letting it rest against her pussy lips for just a moment before slamming it back inside.

He was about to cum, he wanted to warn her but the words couldn’t seem to make it from his head to his mouth. She noticed the uncertainty in his eyes, mixed with a pleading glance, and she licked his lips once more. With careful deliberation, she gradually pushed his cock out from her pussy and fell to her knees.

Before he could even comprehend the situation, her mouth was on his cock, her lips surrounding him and gliding up and down as easily as her pussy had done moments ago. Her eyes were closed, but her right hand found his ass while her left played with her clit.

He ran his fingers through her hair as he raised his left arm to brace himself against the bathroom wall. His balls tightened and seconds later he came hard in her mouth. She sucked his cock, willing every last bit of ejaculate out, and softly stroked his ass.

He staggered a bit, closed his eyes, and found his balance. He sloped against the wall and held out his hands to help her up from her knees. She accepted them and stood. Their kiss was sweet now, all urgency and frenzied needing abandoned; however, an odd shyness came upon both of them and they blushed red as their kiss broke apart.

She hastily adjusted her panties and skirt while he redid the zipper and button of his jeans. Reaching for the forgotten water bottle, she offered it to him. He took a deep drink and she used the opportunity to fix the cups of her bra and slip her tank top into a more appropriate position.

He handed her the bottle, and she finished the contents to the last drop. As she drew him into her for another kiss, her hand slid into his front pocket and opened his cell phone. Quickly dialing her own number so it would appear in his call list, she snapped it shut and replaced it in his pocket.

With one last promising kiss on his lips, she turned on her heel, left the bathroom, and returned to the show.