Friend and I masturbate each other at Muddy Waters show.
In late 1976 or early 1977, a group of us went to see Muddy Waters at the Old Roller Rink in North Vancouver. I was kind of with Jean (one of the stars of my earlier story Camping Shoot Off 2, which happened after this). The place was, in fact, an old roller rink that sat on a pier over Burrard Inlet and had been converted to a club. A few years later the place was shut down on the grounds that the whole thing was in imminent danger of falling into the Pacific Ocean.
Jean and I had had a few hot fucks, but for some reason never really became a couple. We all took our seats around a few tables and settled in with drinks for the show. Just before the band took the stage, Jean excused herself and quickly went to the bathroom before returning.
A few numbers into the show, Jean took my hand and pulled it to her thigh. I felt around a bit and encountered her huge pubic pelt - she’d removed her panties in the bathroom. It was a little cramped around the table, but I managed to get my hand right in there and slid my middle finger up and down her extremely wet slit. As I rubbed and stroked her hard little clit, she began to push her snatch against my hand. It took awhile but I got her closer and closer to orgasm in the dark club. Her eyes were mostly closed in pleasure, but Jean opened them occasionally to look me straight in the face and take in the scene near our table. Finally, she gasped and pulled my hand right up against her spasming cunt. The sounds were obliterated by Muddy’s band - Muddy singing and playing slide, two other electric guitars, bass, drums, piano, and harp - as they blasted through the end of “I’m Your Hootchie Coochie Man.”
Jean leaned forward and whispered into my ear while the crowd applauded to “fish out your cock for me.” I unzipped my jeans and was able to pull my hard meat through the open zipper. Jean took it in her hand and gently and slowly stroked my throbbing cock to the strains of “Rock Me Baby.” She was able to squeeze and press my horny balls a bit as well and got my pre-cum flowing to messily lubricate my cum pump. I couldn’t hold back anymore and blew a massive load against the underside of the table, the sounds of my pleasure drowned out by a Guitar Junior solo as I stared fixedly into Jean’s pretty face. Jean grabbed a napkin from the dinner setting and wiped my cock and her hand clean as well as cleaning most of my cum from the bottom of the table - didn’t want that sticky mess dripping down on our legs!
I zipped up and we enjoyed the rest of the show. Jean’s friend Amy was smiling at us and she later told Jean that she’d enjoyed our little show as well.
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