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It was a cold evening in Bangalore. I was waiting outside the concert ground for my friend. I was super excited for this concert. This break was a long time coming. It was a typical EDM concert. Everyone was high off something and the girls were barely wearing any clothes.

My dick stirred as a group of girls walked past me. They smelled incredible. My phone rang. It was from my friend. I picked up the phone, “Hey man, where are you? I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

“I’m so sorry dude, I won’t be able to make it. I’m stuck at work with a deadline. You enjoy okay? Bye.” I was pretty angry at this point. We had been talking about this concert for a long time. And now he ditches me. I was about to leave when I saw another group of super attractive girls. I let my dick think.

I showed my band and entered the grounds. It was an incredible set and the vibe was amazing. I forgot about my annoying friend and started enjoying the music. I went to the bar and chugged one beer to get some buzz going for me. The show was about to start so I went in front of the crowd where it was super crowded.

I landed behind this girl (not by luck) who was wearing a black mid-thigh level skirt and a red crop top. You could probably see her belly button from the front. She had this brownish hair too. The music started and we all started to dance. The girl in front of me was a bit wild with her dancing.

I didn’t mind because it meant her grinding on me by mistake from time to time. I was too scared to make any move. It’s India after all. My dick was hard by now. This hot girl had been dancing and semi grinding on me for a good 20 minutes. I wanted to know I was here.

I got the chance when her friend passed her a joint. This was my chance. I went close to her ears and said, “Hey, can I have a few puffs?” She looked back, laughed and passed it to me. I smoked and passed it back to her. “Thanks, I’m Rohan, the guy you’ve been grinding on for the past 30 minutes.”

That made her laugh and say, “Hi Rohan, I’m Prerna. I hope you don’t mind. I get a little crazy while dancing.”

“No no, be my guest. Let me return the favor.” I grabbed her hips and started to grind on her ass. I don’t know where I got this courage. But I was super relieved to see her grind back. This was a green signal. I grew more confident and pushed into her more. She pushed back.

She seemed to be enjoying herself. I grew bolder and moved my hands from her hips and moved it upwards until I found her solid C cup boobs. I gathered my courage and started pressing them from behind. She moaned and threw her head back at my chest.