Trip to a Concert

So you want the full version, huh? OK, honestly I am getting hard just starting this. I guess I did plan it, with the lotion and towel. I had told you I fantasized about putting on a show; I guess I'm an exhibitionist. Think about it, the pictures, the phone call, the IM's. All these played in my mind and I just decided I was going to make myself come for you. I was pretty much hard all day, and had a tough time keeping myself from starting early. There were a few teases on the ride down that made my cock twitch. Suggestions, looks, innuendo, and you emailing if I had anything planned for the ride down sealed the decision for me. I figured if you weren't interested, you wouldn't have mentioned it. Anyway, when I asked you if you wanted to see the haircut, and you said yes, I knew I wouldn't stop until I had come. Mess or not, I wanted you to watch. What would have been nice, and something I replay in my head often, was if you had joined me. I see myself stroking myself, getting ready to cum, and holding back, making it last longer, looking to see what you are doing, what you were looking at. When you dipped into the precum on my jeans, I was a little surprised when you put it to my mouth. Not like I hadn't done that before, just didn't expect it. I wanted to see you rub it on your tits and suck them. This is always a turn on. I wanted to see you start rubbing your pussy through your dress, teasing yourself, by this time I am usually stroking my hardon pretty fervently. I want to see the dress come up and find thigh highs and a black satin thong. You slip you hand into your panties and I can hear how wet you are. I see your fingers disappear into your pussy, soaking the satin. You rip the thong off, bring them to your mouth and lick your juices, offer it to me and reach over and caress my balls with it. This almost pushes me over the edge, I hold on not wanting to stop. I imagine you reach into your purse and show me the NEW toy you bought, an 8" in vibrator, turn it on and glide it over your clit. Your eyes glass over, and it takes but a minute for you to start slipping it in. I look at your face, and your eyes are burning on my hand jerking my cock. I look lower and see the dildo plunging in and out of your pussy, fucking yourself wildly; I can smell the sex in the car and tell you I'm going to cum. You turn in your seat and start slamming the dildo into yourself. I pull over and turn also. Kneeling over top of you, stroking like a madman, I begin to tingle and twitch, curling my toes as the orgasm builds. You reach up and grab my balls and urge me on. I start to cum, shooting onto you, onto the toy ramming into you, onto your trim pussy. You begin to cum as soon as my jizz hits your skin, onto your tits, your lips, and your pussy. I scream as I shoot onto your belly and experience another orgasm as I watch you massage it into your skin, slipping a finger inside yourself. We clean each other up and head for the other show. Back to reality here, I almost came when you drenched me with more lube, and if you would have even brushed my cock, or played with my balls, it literally would have been all over. I could have driven for an hour, jerking off for you to enjoy, but lo, the exit was not that far. I wanted you to see me cum, so one more look at you and the look of intrigue and concentration, I knew I would be cumming hard., and soon. I felt myself tense up and knew it wouldn't be long. I know that feeling within myself very well, and I was ready. I wanted to cum, I was ready to cum. I pushed back on the seat, arched my hips into the air, and let my orgasm take over. The feeling of release and of your eyes on me was unequalled. When I started shooting, I knew I would have some on me for the concert, and only you and I would know about it. When the first jet of cum shot out, I let everything go and finished jerking, covering my hands, my cock and my balls. After I was done, I felt so relieved, relaxed. I hoped you enjoyed it.