White on black SeXStoRY

When I was young (not that long ago) I frequented most of the rock festivals in the country. I liked the atmosphere and being together with friends and see our favorite bands perform. Of course, I liked to watched the girls, more relaxed than ever. I watched them smoking, kissing, dancing, getting high. It was the best time of the year. I met this girl. Marian. See looked adorable. Long black hair and dressed in black. Her beautiful face was pale and her lips were just irresistible, full and deep red. She liked me, I was surprised. We talked all day, we had much in common. She wanted to see this band, we squeezed ourselves into the dense crowd till we had a good view at the stage. I will always remember this. It was the s****rs of Mercy. She asked me if I like the music. Of course I did. I let her stand in front of me. She took my hands and put them on her belly. I pulled her close. Her hair smelled sweet. I got hard, I wanted to pull back, but she already knew. She turned her head and smiled. Her dark eyes wild. She pushed her butt hard against my dick. I was lost. She took my hand and placed it on her crotch. The people around didn't notice, they were all looking at the stage. I caressed her pussy, she shivered. She pulled up her skirt, and led my hand underneath it. I played with it, I kissed her in the neck, I felt the moist of her knickers. She lowered them a bit. Now I could feel the curly hairs, I played with them a second. She spread her legs a little. I hold her cunt with the palm of my hand and squeezed it softly. I put a finger in her, she looked at me and her eyes were all watery. I read her lips, "go on" It felt strange, I was fingering a girl I just met in the middle of a huge crowd, neighbors only centimeters away, our emotions amplified by the loud and dark music and the colorful light show. Now I pushed my other hand between her legs and with both hands I spread her pussy. I pushed my two index fingers in her. Deep, until I couldn't push them any further. With both thumbs I hold her clitoris and pushed it gently. She turned her face, brought her lips close to my ears and said "that's my song" I knew she wanted to come while they were playing this song, so I started to move my index fingers in and out her wet pussy while trying to hold her clit between my thumbs. After a few attempts I managed to get in a cadence, and she helped me by pushing her crotch back and forth. I tried to follow her rhythm. She placed both hands on my buttocks and pushed me closer to her, crushing my dick. Then she came. Her body vibrated, pulsated, my fingers got all wet. She pushed her legs together, hard, I could not hold her swollen clit with my thumbs anymore, so I let it go. I pulled out my index fingers and put them on her clitoris, rubbing it hard and fast, caressing her bush with my thumbs. Her orgasm seemed to last for minutes. She stopped my rubbing, it was over. I looked around, no one didn't see or care what happened. She kissed me on the cheek. "Now, stand in front of me". She rested her chin on my shoulder. Her hands moved to my cock, she opened my zip, got him out, big and proud. The crowd moved, I was pushed against the girl before me, she turned around, looked at me, my heart stopped beating, but she didn't notice. Marian laughed. She grabbed my hard on, started to jerk me off. I closed my eyes, I listened to the music, her warm breath in my neck, I felt her hand moving up and down, fast. I was close. I wish this moment would last forever. I felt light, I was floating above the crowd, floating on the sound, floating on excitement. "Come on, go for it!" I did not resist any longer. I let it go. My dick was glowing and throbbing, the hot stream was coming. My pelvis was pushing back and forth, in short spasms. My head was about to explode. I looked down, saw her white hand going fast, then I saw the white liquid spraying out, my loud moaning disappeared in the noise of the band. The cum flew away in the crowd, and hit the girl in front of me. Marian laughed. She'd seen it too. "It's a hit ", she said, and bit my earlobe. She squeezed my softened dick gently and put him back in my pants. At the end of the gig, we saw the girl leaving, a white trail on her black skirt. After six years Marian left me. I never saw her again., Was ich kann und was ich könnte (What I can do and what I could do) Weiss ich gar nicht mehr (I just don't know any more) Gib mir wieder etwas Schönes (Give me something beautiful again) Zieh mich aus dem Meer (Drag me out of the sea) Ich höre dich rufen, Marian (I hear you calling Marian) Kannst du mich schreien hören (Can you hear me screaming?) Ich bin hier allein (I am here alone) Ich höre dich rufen, Marian (I hear you calling Marian) Ohne deine Hilfe verliere ich mich in diesem Ort (Without your help I lose myself in this place) I hear you calling Marian Across the water, across the wave I hear you calling Marian Can you hear me calling you to Save me, save me, save me from the Grave... Marian It is still one of my favorite songs. Love, Frank