Glastonbury(open to one female)

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The headliners of the evening belted out their first track of their set, the rain was belting down onto the thousands of people crammed into the small fields of the small English town, Glastonbury, one of the greatest music festivals in the world..

Amy held tightly onto her boyfriend, Dan's hand as she was jumping up and down, bouncing to the music, she was only 5"2 so was trying to bounce high enough to catch a glimpse of the band onstage...

Her feet were caked in mud, the rain had been falling all day, and the 70,000 people standing and jumping around in the field all day had ripped the ground to shreds, but no-one cared, that was all this festival was about, even though its held in the middle of june, it always rains when it is glastonbury time...

The crowd was packed tightly into the field, the main stage had attrated nearly all the festival goers for the headliner of the evening, and there was no getting away from anyone, nor was there any chance of making your way through the crowd, they were stuck there until the headlining band had finished...

It was only the first night of 3 all rammed with quality bands that Amy and Dan wanted to see, in between they planned on drinking and catching a few hours of sleep in the nearby tent they had set up in a neighouring field, along with the tens of thousands of others at the festival...

As Amy bounced away she felt a hand continually brushing against her ass, she thought nothing of it at first, the crowd was that tightly packed in people were bound to be brushing up against her, but the hand kept coming, no longer was it brushing up against her, it was now cupping her ass through her clothes as she bounced up and down to the music..

She looked over at her boyfriend, no, it definatley wasn't Dan, he was still holding tightly onto her hand, his eyes watching the band on stage intently...


(looking for a girl to play Amy, who will slowly be drawn into cheating on her boyfriend with this mystery man, the story will take place over the entire festival weekend, not just on this first night- pm me if you're interested in the role)
 
Slowly, Amy looked over her shoulder. There indeed was a man, standing dangerously close to her. She swore she could feel the man’s breath on her neck. She shivered gently, not really sure if this man’s gesture was one of a more-then-friendly hello, if he was trying to get her to touch back, or if he was either drunk or high. Her bet was on the third one.

Slowly, Amy pulled away, though her blush was clearly apparent along the pale skin of her cheeks. This man was getting a bit too friendly, and with Dan there, she didn’t want anyone else touching her. She moved closer to Dan, gently licking his neck, hoping this guy would get the picture and drop it.

No such luck.

No sooner had her lips and tongue met Dan’s neck, the man was right on her. She shivered gently, though she guessed that Dan thought it was from her own little quirk, which would also explain her licking his neck. Chills shot up along Amy’s spine as the man’s groping became a bit more forceful, she didn’t want to admit that she liked it, but hell, she wasn’t complaining either.

Finally, Amy decided she was going to have a little fun with this. She was going to give this guy something to work for if he wanted to play, of which Amy was quite sure he wouldn’t be doing with her.

Amy slowly slipped behind Dan, her arms wrapping around his waist, her fingers gently caressing his stomach. If the man followed, then she would try moving again. She didn’t know if this was going to get him off her back or not, but the way she saw it, it was worth a try wasn’t it?

The erotic beat of the bass was starting to match Amy's heartbeat perfectly, she could hear both ringing in her ears. The man had not touched her again, and finally her blushing was starting to return to normal. Thank god...She thought, figuring the man had gotten the message. She relaxed a bit, sighing softly into Dan's neck.
 
The mystery guy watched as she moved behind her boyfriend, he guessed she was only about 19, her boyfriend maybe a couple of years older...

Michael(the mystery man) was 33 himself, he had been coming to glastonbury for years, always enjoying the loose women he generally found there, but this year he had set his sights on this one, she had an innocence about her, but also managed to look like a cock crazy nympho at the same time...

He took her moving to stand directly behind her boyfriend completely wrong, e took it as an invitation, thinking she moved behind him so he wouldn't be able to see what was going on...

He managed to get out of her eyeline for a few seconds, as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend, kissing his neck tenderly..

He made his way through the tightly enclosed crowd, the rain beating down on them, drenching them, he found his way back to Amy, and placed his hands on both of her hips, as she swayed to the music he pressed himself up against her back, wondering what she would do next..

Michael was in no rush, he knew he had all weekend...
 
Now this had to be a joke, Right? Amy blinked and looked back once more, her blushing returning to a crimson red. What the hell did this guy think he was doing? Couldn’t he see she was with Dan, and apparently happy like that? Instead of backing off this guy did just what she was hoping he wouldn’t do.

Slowly, Amy leaned up into Dan, kissing and biting his ear gently. “Dan…” She cooed into his ear over the throbbing bass. “I need to go find the bathrooms, alright? I’ll be right back, stay right here, ok?” She smiled up to Dan as he looked over his shoulder and down to her, and then quickly looked up to the stage once more. He was captivated already.

“Alright Amy.” He said, giving her hand a light squeeze. “You be careful ok?” She knew what kind of people Dan was telling her to be careful with…She had one pulling her against him now.

She cursed under her breath. She thought that maybe when he looked over his shoulder, he would have seen the man, but no. No such luck here either. Slowly, and almost reluctantly Amy let go of Dan and hurriedly slipped free of this other man’s embrace, moving and weaving herself through the crowd as fast as she could.

When she was finally free of the mass of writhing bodies, she took a deep breath. She had gotten out of there faster then she thought she could. Hopefully, she had ditched the man as well. She took a deep breath and looked back to the crowd, then started walking once more. She had forgotten her purse in the car, if she wasn’t going to go find the restrooms, she might as well do something to take up a bit of her time, no? She had her money in there anyway, she was planning on getting the copy of the concert for the weekend for Dan’s birthday. Why not do that now.

She sighed softly, rummaging through her pockets for her car keys. Finally getting to that light blue jeep, she started filing through the numerous keys, trying to find the one for her car. Oh this was just her day, wasn’t it?
 
Michael held onto her as she tried to wriggle free from his grip, not wanting to atract too much attention to them he eventually let her go, releasing his hands and putting them back in his pockets...

He turned and watched as she started to push her way through the dense crowd, he wasn't sure what to do, on one hand maybe she was leaving her boyfriend and she wanted him to follow her, but on the other hand he thought maybe she wasn't ready for him to seduce her yet and she wanted to get away from him before she get too turned on by the situation, surely if she was not interested at all she would have just told her boyfreind and he would sort it out..

That last thought sold it to him, she definately would have just said something to the boyfriend if she was that bothered by it,

But Michael decided not to follow her, instead he just stayed standing next to the boyfriend, knowing that she was bound to come back to him, he also didn't want to seem like a stalker, and even if she didnt come back, Michael knew where they tent was pitched, while he was setting up his tent it was the first time he noticed Amy, she was putting up her tent just opposite his with her boyfriend...

He just stood and watched the headline act of the evening, waiting for her to return to her boyfriend..
 
Amy sighed as she stood at the car for a few moments. He hadn’t followed, that was a good sign. Still, it bothered her. She hadn’t gotten a good look at the man, so she wouldn’t know who he was even if he was watching her from the crowd. And what bothered her more, was that she hadn’t said anything to Dan. If it really had bothered her that much, she would have said something to Dan the first time the man grabbed her, but instead, she played back.

Amy shook her head gently, locking the doors as she turned to head back to Dan. There wasn’t use worrying over it now, he was probably gone anyway, trying with another woman. As this thought entered Amy’s mind, she couldn’t help but find herself getting a bit aroused. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking, and quickly shook her head once more. She had Dan here, she didn’t and shouldn’t want to be touched like that by another man.

She sighed as she thrust herself back into the writhing crowd, the noise of screaming fan’s and blaring music filling her ears. In no time, she found Dan again. She smiled up to him, gently kissing his cheek. “Did I miss much?” She asked, her long hair falling over her left eye. “Nah, not much, just a few songs…You ok?” He asked back in turn, raising an eyebrow. Slowly, Amy reached up, kissing him gently. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
 
MIchael smiled as Amy came back through the crowd, he was still standing in the same position behind her boyfriend, as she made her way back she looked straight at him and didnt say or do anything, he wasn't sure whether it meant that she didnt recognise him, or whether she was coming back for more...

It was getting pretty dark, so maybe she didnt recognise him, but either way, Michael didn't care, he was just happy she was back.

For a couple of songs he just stood back from her and Dan slightly and watched her, as she started to sway from side to side to the beat of the music, he loved watching her short petite frame dancing and losing herself in the awesome music..

Just as the penultimate song of the evening came on, Michael waited behind her, again she was dancing almost directly behind her boyfriend, he watched as she was swaying to the music and then again he stepped forward and held her by the hips, but this time he didn't press himself against her, he just let her know he was there by holding her, he was interested to see what she would do, would she turn and slap him? would she tell her boyfriend? or maybe she would be so lost in the music and her dancing she would move back slightly and start to dance and grind with him behind her boyfriend's back?
 
Amy could have cared less what the man was doing at this point. She had lost herself a while back, as had Dan. As she felt his hands around her waist, she blushed, her back arching gently as she continued to move. Her hands slowly moved to his wrists, slipping them a bit higher to her waist. She didn’t mind his touch, but she didn’t want him to get the wrong idea about where he was touching her either.

Slowly, Amy pressed against him, her back pressing gently to his chest. Slowly, she started moving towards the ground, her hands keeping his just where her waist had been. As she came to her knees on the ground, she started moving back up, her body pressing against his leg, hers almost straddling his from behind.

Amy had lost herself; all common sense had been left far far behind her. And she was loving every second of it. Slowly, her head tilted back, her hands gently sliding his back down to her hips, her legs now gently spread.

Her white shirt clung to her flesh, her jeans did the same, though one couldn’t see much through them.
 
WOW this girl knew how to move, Michaal basically just stood behind her as she more or less had her way with him..

He loved the way she pressed herself back against him, right behind her boyfriend's back, and then she slid herself down his bosy, while his hands slid up her body, feeling the soaking wet material of her wet shirt, he couldn't help get a little aroused as her amazing round and pert ass slid up and down his legs, even pressing against his hardening cock as she moved either way...

As she slid back up his body Micahel got a bit bolder, and he leaned forward into her a little more, so his body was fuly pressed against the back of hers, the slowly moved his hands round her body, until they both rested just abover the buttons of her jeans...

He knew that she must feel his hardening cock pressing against her ass through their jeans, but he didnt mind, she must have known what he wanted, and the feel of his cock would only reinforce that idea in her head...

On the stage, the band announced that this would be the last song of the evening, Michael wanted to make a lasting impression on her tonight, even though he doubted he'd get to fuck her tonight, but he wanted her to go back to her tent thinking of him...
 
The impression that he left on Amy was indeed memorable. As the last few chords died away from the amps, Amy smiled, gently giving the man’s crotch a playful squeeze. She didn’t expect to see him again; it was just another fan having a good time right? So why not have a little fun with it? She turned and smiled up to him, winking lightly, and then moving back over to Dan.

It was a long night; she figured it was around two or so in the morning. As Dan and her weaved their way through the crowd, she couldn’t help but look over her shoulder every now and again. He was never there. Amy held Dan’s hand lightly as they walked back to their tent, both laughing softly, talking about the festival. It was only the first day, they were looking foreword to the rest of this weekend.

As the two slid into the tent, Amy had already lost her shirt and shoes, She slid to the back corner where she kept her bag, digging around for her tank and plaid pajama pants. She looked over her shoulder, seeing Dan’s chest, his arms already wrapped around her. “Dan,” She giggled, leaning up and kissing the underside of his chin softly. “What’s wrong? Its late cant we just go to bed?” She cooed, blushing to the feeling of Dan slipping off her black bra. “We could…” He said in a muffled voice, his lips on her neck. Amy couldn’t help but shiver, leaning back into him, just like she had the man back at the festival. “But that’s no fun, is it?”

Before Amy knew it, Dan was on top of her, and she was laying on the tent floor, his skin on hers in heated friction, her lips parted and buried into the pillow, trying to stifle her moans as much as possible.
 
Michael watched as Amy and her boyfriend walked away from him, he slightly followed them, at a distance, his eyes glued to her gorgeous ass, as it slightly wiggled from side to side as she walked through the muddy field..

A part of him was glad to get back to the tent, he was absolutely drenched and was looking forward to get ou of his wet clothes and into his sleeping bag, but another part of him wanted to get back to the naughty little minx that just a couple of minutes earlier had wrapped her hand round his cock through his trousers and given it a gentle sexy squeeze..

As Michael went to zip up his tent, to finally get some sleep on this long day, he glanced over at the tent he knew Amy was staying in, and he noticed a small gap at the bottom of the zipper, it didnt allow him to see much but he noticed that he had a side on view of Amy's body, shich appeared to be writhing somewhat...

He listened carefully and heard a soft moan escaping, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if it was him making her moan, he didnt care that she seemed to be about 14 years his junior, or that she had a boyfriend, he was determined to get her, and after her antics during the last couple of songs, he was pretty confident...

He moved back inside his tent and zipped it all the way shut, laying back to get some sleep, occasionally he would hear another moan escape, as he drifted off....
 
Slowly, Amy’s eyes opened. It was cold this morning, even though she was wrapped up in the sleeping bag and Dan’s arms. She smiled over to his sleeping form, his skin warm against hers. She leaned over, kissing his cheek before she gently slipped away from his arms, crawling over to the side of the tent, grabbing her things for today. She slipped on a pear of jeans and a black t-shirt, though grabbed a sweater just in case. She figured it would be cold today.

Slipping from her tent, she looked around. Fog still clung to the ground, and few people were up and walking around. The first orange rays of the sun hung over the horizon. Amy loved getting up like this, it was always so peaceful. She stood, zipped up her tent, and stretched, yawning softly.

She walked over to their fire pit, which they shared with the four tents around theirs. No one else was up so she figured starting a fire was a waste of time at this point. She looked back to the tent. She knew that Dan wouldn’t be up for the next hour or so, so she figured that a walk wouldn’t hurt anyone, right?

Slipping on her other shoe, she sighed, buttoning up her boots as she sat on the damp long nearest to the fire. The birds were singing softly, and even in the crisp morning air, she found herself quite conferrable.

A few people passed, most looked like they had awoken much too early. Amy couldn’t help but laugh softly to herself as she started walking. The ground was still wet from last night, so with almost every step she heard a soft squishing sound. She knew by the time she got back she would be looking almost like she had been last night. Hopefully the showers here weren’t too horrid looking.
 
As michael opened his eyes, the sun rays burnin through the fabric of his tent, he let himself stretch his arms above him, giving a long hard yawn as he pulled his sleeping bag away from him...

He was pleased to hear that there was no rain beating against his tent, so he reached for a lightweight pair of combat trousers, and a white t shirt, throwing on a casual pair of trainers, his boots were too filled thick with mud to wear..

He heard squiging footsteps outside his tent, so he decided to have a look out, to see what the rest of the campsite was looking like...

As he peered out he noticed a girl sitting on a log, near a dormant fire pit, thats when he remembered, it was the girl from last night, the girl who had danced dirtily with him and squeezed his cock,the girl he had targeted for this weekend, he smiled to himself as he climbed out of his tent..

She looked as though she was getting ready for a walk, he decided to see if she remembered him from last night, it was pretty dark so maybe she didnt, he didnt mind either way...

He walked up behind her and took a seat next to her on the log, maybe sitting a little closer tha most people would, smiling at her warmly, but at the same time managing to grin at her a little sleazily..

"good morning, you mind if I join you?"
 
Amy blinked and quickly looked up to the man. She really hadn't heard anyone there, and the sight of him sitting next to her startled her a bit. "Oh...No go right ahead.” She smiled as much as she could, though even that couldn’t hide how tired she looked. Her eyes looked from the man, back to the ground. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

As he slid a bit closer, Amy blushed, her eyes quickly darting to the ground. She bit her lower lip gently, her fingernails picking at her jeans as she went through who he might be. Her long hair fell over her shoulder, and shadowed her face from him.

“Did you just get here this morning…?” She asked, trying to calm her mind a bit, her head tilting off to the side as she smiled up to him. Maybe this would calm her down a bit. She had seen hundreds of people last night though, why would he be any different?

Slowly she stood, stretching gently, her hands meeting the small of her back. “Wanna come walk around the sight with me…?” She asked again, not really bothering to listen for his answer. Catching herself, she blushed a bit more. “Sorry…Bad habit…”
 
As she asked him if he had just arrived, he shook his head, almost letting out a little laugh, realising she did not recognise him from last night, he couldn't help but notice how tired her face looked, she certainly had the look of a girl who had been fucking for most of the night...

He admired her body as he stretched, pushing her breast outs out in front of her, they preesed against the tight fabric of her top as she pushed her lower back, he wasn't sure if she was a tease or whether the move was just completely innocent, he hoped it was the first, but as soon as she finished her stretch his eyes dropped straight to her round ass in her tight jeans..

His eyes stayed glued to her ass as she started to walk away from him, leaving to go and explore the camp site, Michael quickly snapped out of the trance and got up quickly, sharply walking after her to catch up...


"So, are you here with anyone or are you on your own"

He knew she was with her boyfriend, but he thought he would ask anyway, her answer wouldn't make any difference to him, he would still be determined to fuck her..

As they walked Michael noticed how petite she was, he really towered above her tiny frame, he had to look down as they chatted, not that he minded that, it gave him the perfect opportunity to glance down her top, he didnt care if she caught him or not...
 
As the two walked, Amy couldn’t help but notice that the man’s eyes were constantly darting to her breasts. She didn’t do anything to stop him, not like she really could, but she couldn’t hide the blush that had laced its way along her cheeks.

"So, are you here with anyone or are you on your own"

His voice jolted her from her own train of thought, her eyes blinked a few times, and her hand met her forehead. “Oh-oh, sorry…” She said quickly, collecting herself. “I’m here with my boyfriend, we had come last year too.” She said with a smile.

The two walked for a few more moments, in silence of course, before Amy smiled up to him, catching his eyes on her chest once more. “Enjoying the view?” She asked teasingly, laughing softly. The blush still lined her cheeks, and her hands had met her hips. “Sorry, had to say it.” She said with a devious smirk.

Her eyes scanned the area, they were near the field where they had been last night. Amy sighed softly, taking in the crisp morning air, her light blue eyes looking around. “Is this your first year here?” She asked the question out of nowhere. Though then again she was often like that. Very spontaneous.

Her hands slid to her sides, then crossed under her chest as she looked out to the field, mud and torn up grass lining almost every part of it. “Didn’t think it was that full last night…” She said with a bit of a chuckle.

She moved to sit on a rock that laid just inside the tree line. Her arms wrapped around her legs, which quickly moved to her chest. Looking up to the man, she smiled, motioning to the spot next to her. She figured that since he had followed her this far out, he wouldn’t be leaving until she did.
 
MIchael loved the way this girl teased him for looking at her breasts, but despite what she obviously thought by mentioning it, he would not be bothered about the fact that she had caught him looking, he just nodded in answer to her question about enjoying the view, and he was sure when she said it she had a kinky little smile on her face...

“Is this your first year here?”

He shook his head with a slight giggle

"no no, i think this is about my tenth year in a row now"

He took the seat on the rock next to the young girl, it wasn't the iggest rock so he had to sit pretty close to her, there thighs pressing against each other slightly..

"what did you think of the gig last night? You certainly seemed to be enjoying the last couple of songs if I remember rightly?"

He looked at her and grinned as he said that to her, letting her know that he was the guy she was grinding against last night, the same guy who's cock she gave a squeexe while standing right next to her boyfriend...
 
"What did you think of the gig last night? You certainly seemed to be enjoying the last couple of songs if I remember rightly?"

Amy’s heart nearly skipped a beat as he said that. “Oh…Uh…That…that was you…?” She asked as calmly as she could, her heart pounding in her chest. Her fingers gently picked at one another, and her eyes tried to divert themselves from the man as best they could, though she wasn’t doing a very good job of that.

Amy had thought that she wouldn’t even see the man from last night, much less have him remember her, there were hundreds of people there, any one of them could have done that, and she expected that there might have been.

Amy slowly stood, her fingers moving to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. She now, was feeling a bit more nervous then she had been. Perhaps she had been a bit too foreword, maybe she should have rethought ‘losing’ herself to that extent.

When she thought it over though, everyone was entwined with someone else in one way or another, Dan had even been pressed against another woman or two. Amy though was starting to get confused. Had this man really taken in that much about her. “You…you might be mistaking me for someone else…” She said softly, nodding a bit. She had been that close with one man out of thousands in that field, the odds of him recognizing her were slim to none.

Hesitantly she sat back down on the rock next to the man. She hoped he dismissed her earlier comment, that maybe it was just her mind playing with her. The odds were against the man actually knowing who she was, and to tell the truth, she wasn’t too worried about it. Though it was Dan that she worried about finding out. Everyone had been a bit out of it last night, and she knew the same thing went for him.

In the end of her argument with herself, she just dismissed it as her mind getting away with her once again, awaiting the man’s answer.
 
"na, that was definately you but hey don't worry about it, we will just put it down to being caught up in the music, but i'm afraid it was definately you"

He smiled as she blushed, embarassed that he had recoginised her, he almost let himself laugh at how red she went, he glanced down at her ass, that was the main reason he had recognised her, certainly not the kind a guy would forget in a hurry, especially as it was rubbing against his crotch for a few minutes...

He knew it wouldn't be long before she would want to get back to her boyfriend so he wouldn't get suspicious of her, so he knew he would soon have to make a move on her quickly, he racked his brains, knowing that if it went wrong he would totally ruin his chances of fucking her at all this weekend...

"but if you still don't believe me, why don't you give it another little squeeze, just like you did last night, your boyfriend is not about now, maybe that will jog your memory about last night?"
 
Amy smirked a bit, her blushing remained on her flesh. “Oh I’m sure you would enjoy that but…” She bit her lower lip gently, her eyes looking him over once more. “I’m not sure I should…” She meant this statement as much of a teasing comment that it was true. She really didn’t know if she should, if Dan found out….No…Dan wasn’t here right now. So what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt, right? This weekend was about dropping your morals anyway…

Slowly, temptation overcame common sense and Amy leaned into him a bit, her fingers gently, and almost hesitantly snaking down to his thigh, then his crotch, stroking it gently before giving it a playful squeeze. She bit her lower lip, her own body giving a gentle squirm.

“Yeah…that was you…” She said with a bit of a laugh. She tried lifting this apparently awkward tension that she was feeling. He wasn’t like Dan…by this time, Dan would be right back on her. In a way, she liked that, but she also liked how this one teased and taunted her. It was starting to make her a bit “uneasy”.

Slowly, she let her hand come away from him, her body shifting over a bit farther away from him. “Sorry…” She said with a bit of a chuckle, realizing that she had been touching a bit longer then she probably should have.
 
As Amy moved her hand away from his crotch Michael reached out and gently grabbed her thin wrist, without having to use much persuasion he moved her hand back to his crotch, his eyes focused on hers as they gazed at each other...

He placed her hand back on his crotch and then released his grip on her wrist, hoping she wouldn't move it away from him again, he was pretty sure he could see her battling the temptation inside herselff...


Michael's spare hand had moved to her knee and he started to slowly slide it up the inside of the young girl's thigh...

The field they were in was still quiet, most festival goers were still sleeping, including her boyfriend, he edged across so he was sitting closer to her, both there chest rising and falling quickly as their breath deepened and their breathing quickened, neither of them said a word...
 
She blushed a bright red as she felt his hand pulling her hand back to his crotch. He placed her hand on his arousal, and instantly, she shivered, gasping softly. His fingers...oh she felt their gentle caress move to her inner thigh, rubbing ever so gently, sensually.

She heard his breath's quicken, and slowly, she leaned into him, her lips gently meeting his. Her hand was gently rubbing his shaft through the fabric of his pants, that quite honestly were growing tighter by the moment.

She knew it was wrong...oh god she knew it, but in a way it made it all the more pleasurable. The sin that came with that pleasure. Riza could only whimper into the kiss, her body trembling gently as she continued to stroke the outline of his member in his pants.

"I-I shouldn't be doing this..." She said quietly as she pulled her lips from his, the scarlet blush still lacing her pale cheeks. "I...I really....really shouldn't be..." She repeated. "What if....someone see's us...or...or Dan finds out..." She said in a hushed, quiet tone.
 
He was keen to quell her fears, he knew that they could be caught by her boyfriend, but it was very unlikely as she had told him that he was asleep in the tent, and as for anyone else seeing them, nobody else at the festival knew them, for all they knew they were just like any other couple...

He put his index finger over her soft lips, telling her to calm down in his most soothing voice...

He slowly leaned into her and again he pressed his lips to hers, opening them slightly to allow his tongue to probe with hers, his hands moving up to cup her face...

Their kiss wouldn't remain loving and sensual for long, just until she had stopped resisting him, he didn't want to make love to her, he wanted to fuck her, a raw animalistic fuck to go with their rural settings...
 
Amy was trembling in his arms as his lips met her own once more. His soft touch had calmed her down a bit, that, and the thoughts that were running through her mind at this point. It was true, she had been nearly begging for this, and it seemed silly to think that anyone would know them, that Amy had come with Dan. For all they knew the two of them were just a hookup. It happened all the time at festivals like this.

Slowly, and almost reluctantly, Amy leaned into him, her hands moving to his chest, stroking at the fabric gently. It sent a chill of excitement through her, knowing that this was something forbidden, touching another like she had Dan just the night before. This was a one time thing anyway. She and Dan loved each other, but she was sure that even he had had some sort of intimate contact with someone else other then her.

Just so long as this man didn’t reach below her waist. She was fine with everything else, but that was something she didn’t know if she was prepared to do with him. She had to admit though, she didn’t know if he did, how she would resist. He was extremely domineering, something Amy loved. If the chance would arise that he would want to go a bit farther then just touching, she didn’t know if she would have the will to say no, and mean it.
 
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