We went to the rave, waiting until it the sun started going down. No way I wanted to get burnt even worse.
I popped an x shortly after we arrived, getting myself in the mood for it.
It didn't take long to merge with the crowd, dancing in time with the primal, electric beat as the DJs played.
Soon, we were rubbing against each other, the rest of the crowd. I could feel the heat rise in me as I danced, as the others around us gave off their own heat, letting them intermingle.
I felt a hand grab my ass. I turned around, and did not see who grabbed it. There were too many people. As I was looking around, I felt someone fondle my breast.
I spun around, and glared at the owner of the hand. He gave me back a smile, like nothing was wrong.
I melted a bit, no longer giving him the bitch look, but I made sure it was not too friendly, so he would know that groping my breasts and ass was not allowed.
I grabbed another pill and popped it in my mouth. As the rush started hitting me, my skin started feeling hot. I alternated between staring in Ashley's eyes, and staring in the gropers eyes.
Looking around, the dancers were out in force, many completely naked by this point. Sweat glistened off their bodies, both male and female, some a little overweight, some a bit slim, and some curvy and, while I would not admit it outloud, I had to admit that they were very attractive to watch. Not just pointy bits, but the way their bodies moved, so beautiful in the all natural. They didn't seem dirty, just...pure and clean. No clothes getting in the way of their limbs and torsos. It was hypnotic.
Entranced as I was, I didn't notice the groper was back to his attempts. Not until I felt my top spring loose, my breasts moving freer than they should have.
I looked down, and saw the zipper was completely undone, the top no longer covering me. I pushed him away, but decided to leave it be. Ashley saw, and threw me an "Oh my god girl!" look. I laughed, and she laughed. It made me feel better, that she didn't seem to have a problem with it.
I danced with my breasts lose. I could feel more eyes on me now, and instead of upsetting me, it felt...good.
As I danced, and as I got more and more crowded, I felt hands slip between my legs. At first I thought about stopping them, but let them unzip my G-string, pulling the little gun. As opened up, I felt cooler, and yet, wetter, excited.
Fingers tried to push into me, and that immediately stopped it. I spun around, screamed at the groper, and shoved him away from me. But, I left my G-string unzipped. It felt wonderful, and not as if anyone could see unless they ducked down to peek under my skirt, no matter how short it was.
I started to get used to it when Ashley whispered in my ear, "You go girl!" Well, more yelled, to be heard over everything, but she seemed to be fine with it, which helped me loosen up alot, and just ignore the stares.
As we danced, we shifted around, and eventually ended up near one of the elevated platforms where a male dancer was. A male dancer that was wearing a cock ring, and nothing else.
He reached down and grabbed my arm, with a shouted "Join me!" I shook my head no. "Sorry, I have a boyfriend," I yelled back at him.
"So?" He shouted back. "I didn't say fuck me. I said join me. Dance!" I looked at Ashley, and she was obviously enamored with the guy.
I looked back up, and he was very pretty, when I could make it past the erect penis, dancing up and down with him. "Go!" Ashley said, shoving me against the elevated platform.
With that, I decided I might as well. I got up, and completely forgot that from this angle, everyone had a perfect view of my unzipped G-string, and what was not hidden anymore. I heard cheers, and felt a rush as I danced with this beautiful guy in front of everyone. I lost myself to the rhythm, grinding against him, rubbing my sweaty skin against him, and being held in his arms. Lifted, spun, and dancing as the world spun about me. Eyes glued themselves to me, and that just made it more exciting.
That night, we made it back to the car, and passed out. I woke up, blushing a bit, remembering last night, and my 'parts' on display, but at the same time, it excited me.
That was the last time we went to the rave, but it was a hot topic for me and Ashley for the rest of the week
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