Let her have it.

You look at Trish in amazement. You always thought she was kinda cute and fuckable, but you never realised she was this hot. And to think you nearly sat next to that blonde who you would probably have gotten nowhere with.

Well, if little Trish wants your cock, then that is what she should get. But where to do it? You could take her back to your car, but its a 10 minute walk and you would miss this really awesome concert. You spy a little door that says "staff only" maybe there...

As you are considering your options, Trish gets out of her seat and sits on your lap, facing you. She starts to kiss you passionately and you feel yourself getting harder and harder as you respond. Trish feels it too and rubs your crotch through your jeans.

You help her to pull up her knee length skirt to around her bare thighs. She in turn begins to undo your zipper. She reaches inside your jeans and pulls your cock out of your underwear. You look at her in the harsh light of the concert strobes and catch an imperceptible nod. Between the two of you, you guide your monster erection into the hot wet cunt of your sister's best friend.

As Trish lowers herself onto your cock you feel the pleasant warmth of her soft sheath envelope you. Sitting astride you (no mean feat in these seats) Trish kisses you again. As the last chords of the previous song die away, Trish starts moving up and down on your cock.

You reach up under her top and run your fingers all over her back. When you come to clasp of her bra, you start to undo it, as coolly as you can (do they put guy-proof locks on those things?). Trish giggles through her kiss at your ineffective fumblings, but continues to hump your knob. Finally, you get the thing free and you run your other hand up the front of her top to play with her soft little titties and hard nipples. She writhes pleasantly on your lap in response.

But then Korn play about one chord of the next song and suddenly Trish is all girlie and:

"Oh God, I love this song!" she shrieks.