I had come to the concert alone, so when I felt a hand groping my ass, I wondered vaguely who it might be but didn’t think much of it. The hand slowly pulled my dress up, massaging my ass before working down towards my holes, my slit already dripping from the attention he had been giving my ass. I shuddered briefly as I felt him slip a finger into my asshole, slowly moving in and out.
As he widened my hole, adding a second finger, it was all I could do to keep from acknowledging his ministrations—in my cum-addled brain, I stupidly thought that maybe he thought I hadn’t noticed yet, even though I couldn’t help but let out a whimper as he pulled his fingers out.
I didn’t have to worry, though, because the next thing I felt was his hard cock pressing up against my hole. For the next 10 minutes, he drove his cock in and out of my asshole while I pretended not to notice.
When he pulled out, I had just enough time to feel his cum start to trail down my leg before I felt the next cock poised and ready to push inside my ass.