When my sister received tickets to a Black Veil Brides concert for her 18th birthday I was happy for her.  Until I found out Mom was making me take her to keep her safe.  I thought about trying to devise a clever scheme to get out of it, but I knew how much it meant to her to go and that there was no way our parents were going to let her and one of her girlfriends go to the city alone.
        We found our way to the pit after I grabbed a couple beers for myself.  I figured I could at least get a good buzz on and try to enjoy the Hot Topic freak show. At least Sis and Lexi were excited. They were certainly catching a lot of eyes from the boys.  But a pair of petite brunettes in matching black and blue plaid skirts, fishnet stockings, and tight corsets are bound to attract some attention.
        As the lights dimmed and the show began I downed the last of my second beer as I knew it would be spilled otherwise.  Soon the pounding of drums and rhythm of distorted guitars shook the building and the crowd pulsed with it.  I remember thinking it wasnât all badâŠand then things took a turn.
        Sis was moving to the music and the crowd began to press towards the stage.  Space became a rare commodity.  She disappeared in the crowd ahead but Lexi stayed behind.  Before long her little skirt was pressed against my jeans and I could feel her dancing.  I could feel my jeans getting tighter and a bit of shame tried to fight through the beer. As she rocked her hips side to side and I looked down at her silky hair my mind found justification in my pleasure by telling me âit could be anyone, itâs not really your little sisterâs friendâ. I began to embrace it.
        The room grew hot with fire from the stage, the moving crowd pressing closer, and the musky humidity of sweat.  Before I knew what was happening I could feel Lexi pressing back against me.  Her hands found their way to my waist and her fingers slipped into my belt loops as she pulled me tighter to her.  I thought about pulling away but couldnâtâŠmentally or physically. Â
        Her right hand moved from my belt loop as her open palm traced my thigh around to my throbbing bulge.  She began to rub her palm, feeling out exactly where my cock was trapped and pulsing.  She looked back at me over her shoulder right into my eyes and gave me the slightest nod âyesâ and bit her lower lip.  My eyes fixated on her dark red lips and I knew I had to taste them.
        I put one arm around her waist and pulled her tight while the other lightly caressed her throat and turned her head to me. Still grinding her hips to the beat of the music against my swollen cock she looked up at me before closing her eyes as I leaned in and forced my tongue against hers with a deep kiss.  I felt her knees go a little weak.  Her hand grabbed my arm from her waist and pulled it down and under her skirt.  My fingers found her tight slit dampening her satin thong and I ran my pointer finger up and down her clit in rhythm to the music.
        I couldnât hear her gasps and whimpers as she came, but I could feel her shiver and shake.  I helped hold her on her feet as her legs gave beneath her.  And I felt her tiny hand try to grab my shaft through the denim.  I nearly came from her grasp but diverted my focus as my middle finger swept her panties to the side so my pointer finger could soak into her soaking wet slit. Her virgin pussy was tight but little by little with each passing drum beat I worked it further and further into her.
        Her hand frantically fumbled to pull my zipper and free me from my jeans.  Her fingers sent a shiver down my spine when they found my bare skin and she pulled me through my fly.  Nervous anyone might see, she backed into me and pulled my cock under her skirt and between her thighs.  She danced. My cock slid against the soft skin of her thighs and I couldnât help but imagine how much better it would feel inside her.   Â
        She flicked her head and her hair fell to one side leaving her neck bare and inviting.  I sucked her delicate pale skin into my mouth before my teeth clamped down lightly on it. She tasted like Heaven.  Her legs gave and she dropped to her knees.  My heart raced as I looked around realizing someone had to be watching as my cock hung free in the open air.  The feeling didnât last as it disappeared into her warm mouth and I think I heard the crowd cheer.
        My hand grasped a handful of silky hair and tightened on it as the other massaged her shoulder.  I felt my cock slide deep down her throat and I couldnât be contained.  I erupted and spasmed as my hot fluid fired down her innocent throat and the feeling of shame washed back over me.  The awful feeling faded as she looked up and me with a smile, licked her lips, and stood to her feet.  She stared into my eyes as the band played on and pulled my ear close to her lips.  Somehow I could tell she and Sis had planned it this way.  Through the lull between songs I heard her:
âJust wait until we get to the room.â
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