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29 Mayıs 2023, 00:35
It was June of 1991. Not too far from where we lived there was a big annual weekend festival with free concerts. Kelly found out that the headlining act for Saturday night was one of her favorite heavy metal ?hair? bands from the 1980s.We arrived early afternoon, enjoyed the beach, ate some festival food, and did some people-watching. Around dinner time we entered the large sandy field which served as the concert venue. We staked out a spot about halfway back, between the stage in front and the beer tent in the back.We were still wearing our swimsuits, which had completely dried in the heat. Thankfully there was a light breeze because temps were in the high eighties. Kelly was wearing a fun bikini. The top was built like a bra and really showed off the size of her 32F boobs. The fabric was a funky pattern of yellow with pink swirls. The bottom was a thong, but it had a matching ?swim skirt? she wore which was basically a nylon quasi see-through mini skirt.There were families around and Kelly had kept her beach towel wrapped around her bottom half post-swimming until we got situated on the field. It was great to see just how see-through the skirt was in the bright afternoon sunlight. Just a slight visual filter covering her cute little bubble butt.I laid out our picnic mat thingy, laid back, and got comfy for a quick little siesta. Kelly was thirsty and grabbed my wallet. I?ve known Kelly forever. The thong and see-through skirt had her motor running. She looked amazing, she knew it and it made her horny as hell.Kelly wanted to take a parade lap and see what she could find. She adjusted the girls in her top so her nipples were just millimeters away from bouncing out, tugged the waist of the skirt up a bit to give just a glimpse of the bottoms of her cheeks.Kelly took the long way around the field to end up at the beer tent. She dawdled around deciding what she was thirsty for at that moment. Of course, she had turned plenty of heads as she walked around. Kelly was a cute thirty-one-year-old who could pass for a much younger woman. She was five-two, had bottle-blond shoulder-length hair in big loopy curls, long legs for a shorty, and she was barefoot to boot.She kind of rotated around as she made up her mind. Through her sunglasses, she could figure out who had noticed her thong through the skirt (I feel like ?veil? might be a better description). She settled on a wine cooler and then just kind of wandered around the back of the field as she quickly downed her drink, being legitimately thirsty.She bought another wine cooler Ümraniye Escort (http://www.atasehirmos.com/) for her and a beer for me. Confident she had been noticed she made her way back to our mat and sat down next to me. I woke up and appreciated the cold beer. Within five minutes a couple of guys said ?Hello? and spread out a blanket and lawn chairs, the socially appropriate distance from us. Kelly was to my right and they set up to Kelly?s right.Within another five minutes, they had introduced themselves and were soon chatting away with Kelly. Jay and Haresh were both clearly of Indian descent and although they had a distinctive Indian accent, they spoke remarkably clear English. That was good for them. For all the things Kelly can do, she can?t make out accented English to save her life. Watching a British TV show with her is an utter waste of time. She doesn?t understand a word of it.I guessed them to also be in their thirties, perhaps a little older than Kelly and me. Several things became apparent quickly. They were smart (found out later both were engineers at the only large company in the area, no surprise), they were both funny as hell and worked off each other like a comedy duo, they were both decent-looking men. Jay took off his shirt. Kelly turned, looked at me, and winked. Jay worked out. Not lumpy gym rat, just the kind of guy who could remove his shirt and make Kelly?s pussy drip.Nothing more needed to*be communicated between us. She liked these guys and they were clearly entranced by Kelly. Kelly was lying on her back. Haresh had adjusted his chair so he had a better view past Jay. They both chatted her up as she lay there, needing no further excuse to not break eye contact with her barely clothed body. I noticed Kelly subtly spread her knees a bit further apart. She didn?t show anything more, but it sure made for a more intriguing view.Haresh announced he was going to go buy some drinks and for us as well. The polite argument back and forth. The compromise was that he would buy and Kelly would join him to help carry the drinks. I tried to hide my grin. It took them a while to return.They both had to tell Jay and me about the incredible toilets. I kid you not. There was a big-ass trailer setup and it was like real restrooms, no porta-potties. An attendant kept the place sparkling. They were both very impressed. Jay had watched Kelly walk up the steps to go into the trailer and was waiting when she came back down the steps.He commented on her skirt. They were both flirting and he was testing the waters. Ümraniye Escort Bayan (http://www.atasehirmos.com/) Kelly flipped up the back of the skirt and showed him her butt. For some reason which made no sense (except for the obvious), Kelly ended up sitting on Haresh?s lap for a bit when they returned. Of course, his hand was on her bare butt the entire time.Those drinks went down quickly and Jay insisted it was his turn to buy. Kelly joined him as well ?to help carry.? By then it was dusk. They went ?looking around? for a bit and found themselves behind some tents and trailers. Jay made the first move and put his arm around Kelly. She didn?t object so he moved his hand lower, through the waistband of the skirt, and started to fondle her butt cheeks.Kelly turned to face his chest. Jay used his free hand to slip inside of one cup to feel her nipple. Kelly pulled the cups down and let him suck her nipples to their rock-hard red peanut M