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Festivals, probably one of the best experiences a person could have, definitely one of my favourite things. The people, music and alcohol consumption rolled into one is an atmosphere I thrive on. One of my favourite festivals as yet began on the 24 th August 2011. Now, if we’re being picky, this whole thing began with an idea. I was sitting on the train with a group of my friends on our way to Reading and realised that I was the only single one in my group. I began to think about that one awful time I had sex, was it all really like that? I guessed it wasn’t when looking at how loved up my friends were, but at the same time I wasn’t particularly sure I cared all that much. Mainly because I’d learnt a lot about my body, what I liked, what I didn’t. And my god, did I have a fucking brilliant time learning. The hours of the train journey rolled on with the sun beating down onto my freckled shoulders, the chit chat of my friends filling my ears and the smell of fresh cut grass blowing in through the windows. But one thing remained constant, the thought of having sex. Surely I was just unlucky with my first time. I began playing out multiple different situations in my head; imagine if I met someone at reading? He’d have to be perfect, tall, dark hair, cute. bursa escort I’m stereotypical, forgive me. It was beginning to warm in my mind as I thought about the hype that surrounded it, my pussy began to leak onto the navy blue white lace trimmed panties I had on. This needed to happen; I needed to re discover sex. ~~~~~~ We arrived at about 3 that afternoon and found large area thick with grass. We threw our bags down and grabbed a cider each out the cooler. This was going to be a good weekend. We put up the tents and headed out to explore the festival, checking out the Cure on our way. We danced the night out and I danced with a couple of guys but no one caught my attention, their grinding against my back just wasn’t doing it for me but I had a good time with my friends and got ridiculously drunk which was always enjoyable. The following evening was similar but this time I was drinking Malibu which always made me horny. We headed over to the Foo Fighters gig early and got in the middle of the crowd before it started – they were the reason we came so we wanted to be in the midst of it. That’s when I saw you. Or heard you, should I say. I was standing round chatting with my friends when I heard a deep English voice from behind, I’d bursa escort bayan always had a soft spot for intelligence and his voice oozed it. I snapped my head up and was greeted by a tall shirtless guy chatting with his friends. Uh, his body, it enchanted me. His gorgeous olive skin radiated beauty like the sun above us, I allowed my emerald eyes roam down his torso which was slightly toned and towards his legs, they were covered up but I could tell they were muscly, I liked this. I looked back up, not even caring how obvious it was that I was checking this guy out and focused on his arms. They were big and strong, oh to be wrapped up in those. Then the grand finale, his face. It was a baby face, soft and rounded with big eyes. The cuteness and sexiness that surrounded him made my knees go weak and I couldn’t rip my eyes away from him, I was in a trance when suddenly a sharp pain jolted through my side. “He’s cute, but they’re about to come on, stop ogling!” Amber mocked me. She was right, this could wait, I turned round and began to enjoy the music, dancing away the night. Half way through the set I felt a hot stream of air hit the base of my neck making a moan escape my lips, shit. Even brushing past my neck turned me on, escort bursa I couldn’t help it. That’s when I heard your deep chuckle in my ear, oh god I just moaned for you, what else could you do? “Did you like that sweetie? I thought you would, I caught you checking me out with those big eyes of you, bet you were planning pouncing after the Foo’s, right?” I turned round slowly, making sure my bum rubbed against his crotch, “You know me already and this is the first time we’ve spoke, am I that predictable?” He grabbed me by the waist and spun me back around “Dance with me, sweetie, we’ll talk after, I’m Ollie by the way” I knocked back the rest of my Malibu and threw my cup on the ground, the alcohol was getting the better of me and our little encounter had my pussy leak onto my purple lace panties immediately. After the gig we headed to the nearest bar and our friends all began to socialise whilst we sat at the bar drinking and talking, getting to know each other. The atmosphere was electric as we leaned in close whispering in each other’s ears about our lives, your right hand was clamped down on the soft skin of my leg and slowly edging its way up to my denim short shorts which enclosed my crown jewels. You suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled my away from our friends and towards the nearby tree’s, they were all too drunk to notice are disappearance which I was glad of. You threw my back against the tree and I wrapped my legs around your waist as you pulled my lips into a deep passionate kiss.

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