Erotic Fantasies

Cumming to a Concert

*warning: the following might trigger some audiences. This short story contains slight CNC (consensual non consent) and may trigger some people.*

It had been years since I'd been back. My old high school had some good memories, sure, but I had been so ready to move on with my life and head off to college. As I walked through the doors all the memories came flooding back and I realized how much I had missed certain aspects of an old life. "Hey!" I glanced around, but I didn't see anyone coming in my direction. I heard my name again, loud and clear. I turned again and saw him walking straight towards me. "Well if it isn't Hunter!" He pulls me into a tight hug and I feel my breasts pressing into his chest. "How've you been?" he asks. "I've been good! It's so weird to be back at a high school orchestra concert and not be in it!" I said. "Yeah, I miss playing bass.... and I miss seeing you across the rehearsal hall" he said, winking. "Yeah right! You couldn't stand me half the time!" I exclaimed. He chuckled. "Only because you were so serious all the time! All work no play." I rolled my eyes and thought, "You just wanted me to play with you". "Do you want to go grab some seats? Hunter asked. "Let's" I said, following him into the auditorium. The main floor was packed, so we went up to the nosebleed section. Hunter sat in the last row, in an isolated corner. I sat down next to him, tucking the edge of my skirt down. I felt his gaze on me.

The conductor walked on stage and everyone applauded. He started talking, but I couldn't focus on what he was saying. Hunter relaxed into his chair, he leg pressing against mine. I shifted, putting a margin of space between us. He looked over at me and I met his gaze, my face turning red. "Sorry" he said. I just nodded.

The music suddenly started and I zeroed back into the concert. It was quite good for a high school, they were playing a Brahms concerto. I placed my arm on the shared rest, before realizing Hunter was already using it. He glanced at me, I started to withdraw my arm, but he grabbed my wrist. He pulled my hand to his mouth and kissed it. Leaning over, he whispered in my ear, "I really fucking missed you". I swallowed and bit my lip. "Hunter — I —— what are doing?" I strained. "What we've always wanted". I felt hot. He wasn't wrong... He took my hand and placed it THERE. I could feel how big it was, even through his slacks. I stiffened. We couldn't do this here, now, that would be crazy. "Hunter, I can't do this..." he started unzipping his pants, and moved my hand inside. "Hunter this is crazy, we shouldn't..." but I couldn't deny that I wanted to suck him dry. We looked at each other. His eyes were smoldering, like he knew exactly what I was thinking, how bad I wanted to fuck me, to absolutely fill me.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair. I swung my leg over and sat on his lap, his cock poking my stomach. He grunted and smirked before yanking me towards him and pressing my mouth to his. I let out an audible noise and we looked around wildly, but the music had covered it up. He let go of my hair and put his hands on my ass, under my skirt. "Shhhh" he chided, squeezing my ass hard and pulling me tight. I feel my clit pulsating on top of him, and I felt myself practically dripping. He reached under my skirt and slid his fingers across my wet pussy. I shivered. He pulled his hand back out and sucked his fingers.

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