Tom Petty Concert Pittsburgh

I just love Tom Petty, he's my favorite song writer, and entertainer of all time. His concerts are great because his fans are so mellow, and his performances flawless. There is hardly ever a fight and very few assholes. So, when I heard he was coming to Pittsburgh I couldn't wait to get my tickets.

I didn't care at all where I sat, as long as I got to go. The concert date was set for mid July, and my friend Erin and I, became more impatient as the date grew closer.

Finally the concert day came, I packed a small cooler and rolled a couple of joints. I anxiously hurried down the road, and picked up my friend Erin. The parking lot was already full of drunken hippies by the time we arrived. After parking, I opened the trunk and got out a bottle of wine.

Erin and I took turns chugging it down as we chatted excitedly. We knew we would pay $6.00 a beer once we entered the gates, and we didn't have much money, so we drank quickly.

We hung around at the car for a while drinking our wine, and listening to Tom Petty on the radio. Erin lit a joint and passed it to me. I felt my mind relax, and begin to drift off with the first toke of sweet leaf.

There were some good looking young men around, but I wasn't really looking for that kind of a good time. Sometimes I just like to party. Anyhow, after we acquired a nice little buzz we filed into a large crowd and made our way towards the main gate. I showed the contents of my purse, and was subject of a quick pat down, before handing over my ticket, and being granted entrance.

Our tickets were for grass seats, which means you sit on your ass, in the grass. I kind of like grass because your not so confined, and you can walk around more. There was an opening band playing when we claimed our piece of dirt to stand on.

Just as night fell Tom Petty hit the stage. I looked at Erin her eyes were blood shot, and she had a big grin on her face. I jumped up and down with excitement, and cheered.

I was so happy to see him again, his beautiful blue eyes, and blonde hair blowing in the wind. I often feel as if he is playing just for me. His every word stimulates me deep in the core of my soul.

As the concert went on, Erin and I drank more, and more beer. This causes me to be unusually outgoing, go figure. I began talking to a young girl standing behind us, she was a little intoxicated as well. Before long her and I had our arms around each other, and were dancing together like best buds.

She introduced me to the man she was with as John, and I introduced her to Erin. She told me her name was Henna and that John was her father. He was awfully young looking to have a daughter her age, I thought.

John and I hit it off right away, he was good-looking, friendly and possessed one of my favorite assets, a large bag of pot. At some point he had slipped his arm around my waist. He was very touchy feely and gave me a couple of little kisses on the cheek. I was nervous but I really liked him, so I didn't protest his advances.

After the concert John walked Erin and I to our car. There was so much traffic to get out of the parking lot, we decided to hang around and have one more beer. Erin was really drunk at this point and only semi conscious. I unlocked the car and she laid down in the back seat.

John wanted to go for a walk and check on his van, so I was happy to tag along. Henna was sitting on the hood of the van when we finally found it. We all got in the van and John popped a tape in the player.

Henna sat in the long seat in the back, and every now and then, she would reach over the seat and play with my hair. A couple of times she pulled it to her face and inhaled deeply. "I love the way you smell," she said with her words slurred so badly, I could barely make out what she was saying.

After a few minutes John got out and went to find a place to pee. Henna quickly moved up to the front and took John's seat behind the wheel. She began rambling on about her mother and what an asshole she was. It was then that Henna confided in me that her father was having trouble finding the right woman. I got the feeling Henna had decided that I might be the right choice for her Dad.

After a few more sentences I could barely understand she leaned over and kissed me on the lips. It was the first time I had ever kissed a woman, her lips were softer than the men I had know. As Henna pulled her lips away from mine, she looked me in the eyes and smiled. "You are the one," she said.

Then as if waiving hello, she slipped her hand down my blouse and began to gently fondle my breasts. Strangely enough, I found myself as attracted to her as I was to her father. There was something mysterious, and intriguing that attracted me to each of them in different ways.

We were abruptly interrupted when John flung he door open. Henna slid back into the back seat, and John took his place up front. In my mind I began to mischievously ponder the possibility of fucking both John, and his gorgeous daughter. The thought of it, although appealing, seemed to be an unrealistic outcome. How would that even work?

Then I considered how much I had to drink. Might I be doing something I would not do if I weren’t drinking. Would it be something I would regret tomorrow? I asked myself. Maybe, I answered my own question. "I should go back to the car now, Or maybe not." I heard myself say out loud.

John leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips, just as his daughter had done moments before. His kiss was urgently passionate and his breathing was erratic. John slid his hand up under my top and squeezed my right tit tightly.

"I want you tonight," he whispered with a glazed look in his eyes. I leaned over and kissed him again. It was a long kiss and our tongues mingled with each other's in a sensual dance. By the time the kiss was over he had my top and my bra pulled up over my heaving breasts. John took my hand and pulled me up over onto his lap.

I looked in the back seat to see what Henna was doing. She was watching us with a smile, and she gave me the thumbs up. John's lips moved down to my breasts. His mouth covered a nipple and gave me a gentle bite. John sucked my tits into his mouth and teased them with his tongue. I closed my eyes took a deep breath, and savored the moment. John's insistent sucking on my breasts was making me really horny.

I couldn't wait to feel his cock inside of me. I played with his hair, and rubbed the back of his head to make sure his lips stayed in place.

Then he slid his hand down my body, and slipped it between my legs. He began petting my aroused pussy over my jean shorts. I spread my legs to grant him full access to my inner thighs. I could feel his boner mounting under my ass. Suddenly a voice from the back reminded us that we were not alone.

"Why can't yins come back here?" asked Henna. "You'd have more room," she insisted.

John went to the back of the van and laid out a blanket. His daughter quickly sat down beside him on it. "Come on," he said with a grin and a wave.

I made my way back to the blanket and sat down. John put his hand on the back of my head and his daughters. He pushed our faces together and urged us to kiss. This time Henna slipped her tongue into my mouth it encircled and flirted with mine.

John had his hands on my tits and was pulling at my shorts. John instructed Henna to take off my shorts. I gazed into her beautiful green eyes as I lifted my ass so she could pull my pants down. John quickly removed my panties and threw them to one side.

John laid me down on the floor and kissed me, while his daughter rubbed her hands up and down my naked back. John's daughter slipped her hand between my thighs from behind.

"You're going to let my Daddy fuck you," she said kissing my ear.

I had gone too far to turn back, so I rolled over on my back and let my legs fall open. John licked my nipples and began sliding his tongue down my body. He slipped over my belly ring and down to my shaved pussy.

He started to give me long hard licks up and down the length of my slit. It felt so awesome! My legs spread like butter without me even noticing. Henna was kissing me, and sucking my nipples while her father tasted my cunt.

I let out a gasp as John slipped a finger inside of me. He fucked me with his finger as he sucked my clitoris into his mouth. I was squealing with pleasure as Henna cheered us on.

John spread my knees farther apart and dipped his tongue deep inside of me. I was almost ready to cum but I didn't want to. I wanted him to fuck me first. Henna watched wide eyed as her father made a meal out of me.

"Can I taste that Daddy?" his daughter asked politely. John moved up beside me and kissed me on the lips. I could taste myself on his tongue as he slipped it into my mouth.

Henna quickly took over where John's place between my legs. She began licking, and sucking on my clitoris, gently at first. I was pleasantly surprised that Henna was so experienced at eating pussy. I began panting and rocking my hips as Henna sucked my clitoris in and out of her mouth.

Then John took off his pants and got on his knees in front of me. The girth of his cock was awesome much more than I had expected and average in length. I could barely slip my lips down over the fat swollen tip. I got my mouth around the head of it and slid my lips down his shaft.

He smelled and tasted great. It was so exciting having John's cock in my mouth, while his sweet daughter Henna had my clitoris in hers. What more could a girl ask for... I had never done anything like that before. It was pure heaven.

I sucked John's cock so deep into my throat I almost gagged. I pulled it in and out of my mouth savoring little drops of pre-cum as I jacked him off with one hand. I anxiously awaited the huge load of semen from deep within his balls.

Suddenly, his daughter hit the right spot with her tongue and I went off. My legs shook and I thrust my hips pressing my twat hard against her mouth. "Oh oh m God," I moaned with pleasure as a strong orgasm took over my body. Henna dipped her tongue deep inside of me and devoured my girl juices from my wet pussy.

Then John pulled his cock from my mouth and asked Henna to move. He slid his body between my thighs and laid on top of me. I grabbed for his cock and began to guide it into my tight hole. John's cock was so big around it took several minutes to work it inside of me.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tight. John rocked his hips with a constant rhythm as we fucked. I heaved my hips up to meet his thrusts as he bore deep into me. I moaned and squirmed as John's cock filled me snuggly.

John let out a deep groan and drilled down hard inside of me. His cock was so big it felt like he might split me open. I began to a feel another orgasm bubbling inside of me.

Henna had fallen asleep watching her father fuck me . Our lovemaking was so intense the van was beginning to rock.. John's swollen cock dipped in and out of me and I began to nibble on his ear.

John's breathing sped up as his rhythm quickened even more. I had one hand snugly on each of his ass cheeks pulling him towards me with each thrust of his hips. I could feel John's cock pressing against the inner walls of my pussy and I was ready to explode.

Suddenly, John let out a loud moan and buried his fat cock so deep inside of me it hurt, and I let out a scream. I could feel his cock throbbing as it spit spurts of hot cum inside of me. That was all I needed! A second later I was screaming, and bucking.

I rocked my hips violently as a second orgasm took over my body. John lay on top of me for a few minutes while we gained our composure. I hope I see John again at the next concert he is a real family man :)