Wow, how things change with every decade that passes next to us. I was born in the late 1950s and grew up loving Rock Music and long bands of hair of time. I grew up in the age when girls wore mini short skirts and pants were more than a rarity then the norm if you wanted to look good for the boys. My parents had their hands full of me, but I never caused them any pain until 17 years. I remember I was on the third grade and he was approaching the spring break. At the time I had never heard of the great spring adventures that today’s children all know so well. All I knew was we had a couple weeks off and I wanted to do something fun instead of sitting down and letting the two weeks get away. It was my best friend Kelly who brought me the paper that would make me change my whole life. There in the entertainment section was a notice that one of my favorite bands of all time would play in our conference center hall Saturday evening which was exactly halfway thru spring break vacation.

I was very excited after reading the band and how they’d only be in town for one night. I had all the records this band had put out. At the time I loved the bands where the boys were extremely cute, they had all long and beautiful hair, and they had songs that would really rock you and make you move the blood. I knew I had to go see them in concert. I’ve never been to a rock concert, but I wouldn’t miss that. I took the cut out of the newspaper at home with me and showed it to my mother. She thought I was crazy at first. It took me four days to disturb her and tell her how I would improve my vows and really try to let me go to this concert. I also showed her the four albums I had from the band to support the fact that this was my favorite band of all time. My mom said she’d think about it and talk to my dad that night. Like most girls of my age, my dad was a drug dealer than my mother. I was Dad’s little girl, and I usually did my way if she was left. I met my dad at the door that night and we had a great chat to go to the concert.

That night my mother came in and told me I could go, but if I had ruined everything and betrayed their trust in me, I would never have had another chance like this, at least not because I lived under their roof. I called Kelly and told her I’d go. I already had my parents Kelly go. Well, this was the first part of my story that didn’t work. Kelly’s parents wouldn’t let her go. He looked as much as I did, but they refused. I should have told my mom and dad that Kelly wasn’t going, but I was afraid they’d rethink things and they wouldn’t let me go. Kelly was really jealous of me while the night was approaching that I was going to go to the concert. One day, when Kelly was at my house, my mother talked about the concert and said she better behave on the show. On the day of the concert Kelly came and went shopping for something I could wear at the concert. I met other girls I didn’t even know to try to find something too. I knew there were a lot of other people in town like me who loved this group of boys and decided to want to look good as I could when I went.

I remember trying a lot of clothes and asking Kelly’s opinion after everyone. They were all so normal and they were more like clothes I would wear at school. I was timeless because tonight was the night of the concert. I finally saw something that looked fantastic in a window we passed. It was a small white skirt made of some kind of white plastic or synthetic material. It was very shinny and with the skirt was a very small band around the pink top which fell about three inches under the breast line. He tied in the back and the two looked really big together. When Kelly saw me in it she laughed and said that I really looked at the part of a female band. The dress gave the exact impression that I wanted everyone to see that night, I was a greedy ROCK FAN and I knew how to dress the part. Kelly said I need shoes to go with the dress. I was just out of money, but I found a wild pair of crazy shoes with big high heels on my back. When I tried them in the dress that Kelly smiled and said ‘TAT THE SHORT, DAMN, You’re fine’! Once she said it and once I saw myself in the store mirror, I knew this is what I would wear at the concert tonight. It was tight, bright, very short, and it was perfect for the kind concert I was going. I bought everything and Kelly finally took us to my house.

Before she went to Kelly, she told me if my parents saw me in that little dress, they’d probably make me change before I left the house. After I thought about it, I was sure they would. I knew my mother would take me to the concert, so I didn’t know how I would get into my new dress. It was Kelly, my best friend ever, who said she would drive to the concert with my clothes and after my mother left me, I could meet her before I walked in and change my clothes in the car. I gave Kelly a hug and then I told her I’m sorry she couldn’t go see the band with me. The band wasn’t Kelly’s favorite band, so it wasn’t so terribly upset that he couldn’t go. She would have liked to be there to keep me company. None of us had ever been to a great rock concert like this. I ended up wearing a normal school dress and shoes I knew my mom and dad were fine with. I fixed my hair and put on a little trick, but nothing that could make my parents suspect. I knew Kelly had my new clothes and a makeup bag in the car. She was about to meet me at 7:15 in front of the Arena. The concert started exactly at 8:00.

I asked my mom to leave me at 7:15 to meet Kelly and maybe buy some memories. She wondered why Kelly didn’t go with us, but I told my mom she was going with two other girls coming. My mother said she was happy that there were many of us going, it would have been harder to get into trouble. Moms will always be moms, I know. Looks like my mom was worried about me. I wasn’t afraid of anything, I was young, and I didn’t think anything in the world could hurt me. My mom left me and told me she’d be out of the arena at 10:30 tonight, waiting for me. The concert had to last somewhere between two and a half hours. I was so excited about tonight that I could barely be together. My mom left again reminding me to be careful and be with the other girls. I was wondering what she would do if she knew I was here alone tonight. I didn’t even want to think about it. I saw my mom go and I started looking for Kelly. It took me about five minutes to find it there were so many cars already in the parking lot. I jumped into the back seat and she was excited for me. I quickly pulled out the school dress and slipped into the little white skirt that looked even shorter this time when I put it up. I had to remove my bra to wear the pink shelter top I bought. I finally put my new shoes with the high heels of the platform. I was very nervous when I hugged Kelly and thanked her for doing this to me.

Kelly told me I was very good and I have to impress the band with my new dress. She also told me she’d be here a while before the concert ended, so I could go back to my other dress before I got back in the car with my mom. Kelly laughed and told me I owe her a lot for this. I started walking in the fenced area is Arena while Kelly watched me leave. He shook his head like you saw how small the brilliant now looked at me. I was for some reason wearing it much higher, then I got in the store today. She knew she barely covered my cheeks. Kelly left knowing I’d have a good time tonight, she knew my personality, and how I would talk to everyone who was near me, whether I knew them or not, she was right, too. I waited in a line to get in and looked around and most of the girls had dressed so hot as they could come to see this band. Just like me, girls thought the band boys were hot. I was surprised when I walked in and there was no chair anywhere. The concerts at the time had no seats, you just moved where you could get to see the concert. For 30 minutes I pressed my forward towards the front. Most people wouldn’t let anyone, but when the kids looked at me and I was alone, they said hello and pushed me in front of them. For my total surprise, I was right in front of the stage before the concert started. I could see everything perfectly and I was happy to be here waiting for the band to come out and start playing.

I didn’t know anything about the concerts, so when the band left, I said it wasn’t the group I came to see. When they started playing, I touched a couple of guys behind me, and I asked where the group we all came to see. I felt like an idiot when they told me this was tonight’s opening group and the group I wanted to see would be on after they were thru. The group was fine, but they weren’t the ones I was here to see. The guys behind me started talking a lot to me and I was surprised to see them smoke what I knew was not normal cigarettes. I’m sure my parents didn’t know, but I had marijuana first with my girlfriend at other parties. He didn’t do much for me if I didn’t make me laugh about everything. I still remember one of the guys who touched me on my shoulder and put a cigarette in my hand. I could have said no, but I was young and I wanted to be like everyone else around me. I turned around and faced the boys and saw many other people joke about their own hand-rolled joints. I smiled at the boys while I put their joint to my mouth and filled the lungs with a great inhalation. I kept it in my body for about 15 seconds, then I finally blew it up. I postponed the joint to the boys and for about 20 minutes we shared two joints between us three.

Finally the first band stopped playing and we were told that there would be a break from 10 to 15 minutes because they set the stage for the main band that we were all there to see. During that time I talked to the two boys behind me. They were a little older, but only a year or two at most. I know they told me their names, but I can’t remember how much I tried. I didn’t notice how light I was and, of course, I laughed a lot about everything the boys said. Soon we were sharing another rolled joint and this was tasted very different then the first two had. It had a pleasant but very evident after taste. We passed that joint for about ten minutes and then the lights over our heads began to descend and the place just erupted while the tent was lifted and there was the band I loved so much. I felt my body turned and pulled back some and without even thinking about what just happened I was right now among the two guys I was talking to and sharing a joint. I was screaming like all the other girls.

For 15 minutes the song played their first song and I had another joint pressed to my lips by one of the boys at least three or four times. It was like a sudden rush when my body just started crying and I felt light as a feather. While the band started the next song, I could hear the music as if it wasn’t just sound, it was inside me. I didn’t know what that felt like, but she was great. I was moving side by side and I didn’t even realize that one of the boys had me in my arms from behind and was constantly swinging with me at the rhythm of rock band. With every minute of my passage I felt less than my body and felt more like I was a cloud in the sky or a ditch of smoke. I really screamed my head while the band in front of me played their best songs for the great crowd he had paid so much to see them. I’ve been around the place barely moving. I was wrapped up by the guy behind me and I could hear the music and see the group, but nothing else seemed to register in my mind or in my body. I was so stoned by the powerful joints I had smoked with the boys. Both guys with me could look at my face and see I was wasted. They didn’t try to do it on purpose, it was just the fact that I had never had marijuana before. It was hit by other drugs that made the experience much more enjoyable. He pushed me into a state of consciousness that I didn’t even know existed.

The band on stage began to play the only slow dance they had ever written. He was really beautiful and everyone in the crowd loved him. Suddenly the boys saw the stage fill up with things like people threw them from the crowd. Not bad, but things that showed how fans really loved kids. With a minute the guys laughed like five or six pairs of girls panties landed on stage and the singer took a couple and kept them in the air. He proposed to the girls to launch them more. That’s where she changed all night. The boys were laughing and watching me and one of them beat me up and told me to throw my parents to the boys. Then they realized how I was out. I had a big smile on my face, but I couldn’t look them in the eye or say a word. The two guys looked and slapped their hands while they said I was completely out. It took one of them about five seconds to turn his friend. Then with the band still playing their ballad the boy had the liver to reach under my tight short skirt and look for the top of the panties I had now. With me do not feel something that happens with my body, it easily grabbed the top of my pink panties and fought them right down my legs until they were resting on the top of my high platform heels. One foot at a time my legs were lifted and then both boys really burst into laughs as my average pair of pink panties were thrown on stage where several were already laying.

The singer saw exactly where my panties came from. He indicated where I was standing and he blew me a big kiss. It would usually mean the world to me for him to indicate me like this, but I didn’t move a muscle or wave or something. The two boys around me approached me like a bunch of wolves. Because everyone else knew I came with them and they were my boyfriends or something. The only guy who was holding me from behind suddenly slipped his hand under my little skirt and in seconds his hands ran all over my naked ass and then around the front of my body. As I heard the music just tearing my body, my face was turned and the second guy planted a big wet kiss right on my lips. Just as it did that a couple of hot fingers found my tight set of pussy lips and strange hands just started to feel like I was kissed and moved around some so that guys could have better access to my body. For about ten minutes, the boys laughed and realized I wouldn’t fight. I don’t know if I got a lot wet on my own, but my virgin pussy soon had a finger stuck halfway inside it and a different hand wasting on my ass as much as it could.

I don’t know if the guy who fingered me might say I’ve never been with a guy before or not. She was slowly slipping her finger in and out of my pussy and her hand was funneled from the moment she finally removed her from under my short shirt. He pushed his fingers wet to the nose of his friends and laughed while he told him to smell how sweet this smell. Then, as some bad guys make the sex novel believe, the guy behind me started to unplug his pants and unleashed a hard rock dick that was about six inches long. He put me right against him until now no one really knew what was going on. The group was still playing and everyone was giving them all their attention. We had children in front of us, next to us, and directly behind us. We were packed as cattle because everyone wanted to approach the stage as they could. Without even thinking about the guys around us, the guy who keeps me up from behind slowly lifted the back of my skirt up and pulled back my body until my high platform heels were right next to his two feet. My legs were torn apart two feet and my feet were put out of the boy’s feet behind me. It was all new for him trying to take me behind my body.

For more than a minute, the boy shoved my life like this or so, and nothing he did seemed to align our bodies to the right. He finally pushed my head forward, which pushed me into his body. She could immediately feel like my pussy wet pussy lined perfectly with her very hard dick. It took a couple more attempts to get his cock aligned with my tight wet opening. The second he did, he started pulling his head back and just like opening a bottle of wine, his dick was pushed up in my pussy and slowly my wet narrow lips had to detach to allow his hard massive cock inside my body. I was so excited, so wet, and so drugged my body at first did not even feel intrusion as thumb after thumb of forced rock hard dick which is up inside my pussy. It was after about two centimeters, perhaps less, that the guy behind me had trouble getting more than his dick inside me. I don’t think he knew I was a virgin. I think he thought we were fighting a bad angle or alignment again. After trying a few times to push over, he put a hand on my neck and pushed my head back to the floor. Just like before my ass moved back and in a better position for what he was trying to do. I was stuck like that just for about eight seconds.

The guy behind me pulled out his dick on an inch then pushed back inside me very kind. Once again his dick was stopped by my body. At his next blow out, he pushed my head down and this time he used the muscles of the legs and hands to pull me back hard and actually banged my life forward to meet my body. A sudden smile struck his face while his dick continued to slip into me and could immediately say that my ass was up against his body. For my virginity, he took it, and he didn’t even understand it, I lost it, and I barely heard it. As soon as I was buried on his dick, he lifted me back and raised me almost straight. Then he took his hands from under my short skirt and grabbed me around my hips. Only the back of my skirt was up and her body was close enough to hide most of what was happening. She started rocking me to music and for about four minutes she just enjoyed the short stretches of my tight pussy while we moved side by side to the music of my favorite group. Every now and then his friend would pull my head and give me a big kiss on my lips. We continued to move back and forth while the music filled my body with a feeling that I can still remember at this day.

My little tight pussy now was so hot and slippery from what we were doing there was no time back. While playing music, the cock inside me kept growing a little longer and little more often as my hot wet pussy gave the guy behind me a feeling he had never heard before. He had fucked a couple of girls before, but never a virgin and never one in front of so many people as they were here tonight. The boy at work has maintained a nice slow movement with my body moving me from one side to another in rhythm with music. Until his dick was about to explode. As much as he didn’t want to change the pace, his animal instincts made him start bending over some while he really fucked me hard from behind for about five seconds. In those five seconds his cock masturbated about five or six times by the force of the pressure while his balls began to empty and my slippery tight pussy was flooded with ugly enough dense sperm to fill the bottom of a small cup. When the boy came back to his senses, he pulled me back and kept my body buried on his dick while his sperm continues to pour slowly into me. He reached over a gave his friend a high five and both laughed at what a great concert this had become for them.

It couldn’t be more than three minutes after the two guys slapped their hands that the hot hard dick in my body was slipped out of me and my legs were immediately covered with cum guys and my sucky juices. Hopefully it’s over, but the other guy grabbed my life and pulled me in front of him. Her hands went under my skirt and he threw away with a bad hand looking from all the stuff she poured out of my pussy. He punched his friend on his arm and told him he could clean me up when he ended up with me. I don’t know what was used, but the kid found something to clean with. When another song started, it started the same routine that the first guy used on me. He played with my pussy that fingered me and made me wet again. Then right in the middle of one very fast songs groups lifted my skirt and detached the pants. It was shorter then his friend and for some reason he had no problem pulling me back and pushing his dick right inside my pussy. I was still full of the first guy’s cum and this second dick slipped like a butter knife. I was still very tight on his dick, but this guy didn’t have a chance to experience how a virgin felt like his friend had just done.

The guy who fucked me now looked at his friend all the time he took me. Just like the first time, my body was slowly moved from one side to another and controlled from the hands on the hips. Once again my skirt was all down except in the back and as before the boy’s body was good enough to block what was really happening. This guy was more of a kisser, then the first. She kept pulling my head on the side and kissing me while she left my pussy gently rub up and down her dick about one or two inches on every delicate side movement. I don’t know what this time my body began to feel things, maybe it was the added kiss or something like that, but from the blue my mind told me something very special was happening and my pussy started taking the guy behind me much more then did the first guy. I was still a kind of float on a cloud and music seemed to be part of me as we rocked back and forth. But now my body responded to what was happening and never in my young life I had high feelings as I did now because of drugs. What would have been great now was fantastic.

The guy behind me sniffed his friend and told him I was drinking his pants and he seemed like he was pissed when he finally left. They both laughed while my head started moving side by side and the feeling inside me was about to show off his ugly head. I was at the top of the world as the rigid cock somehow made my clitoris stand straight to the attention and all my hot juices that were soaked we both did everything that happened much more pleasant. I think I scared both guys when I got a lot of mouth and a couple of seconds after my body threw down trying to get more rubbish on my clitoris from the guys moving. I came so strong that I could not stop yelling at small screams and, of course, that brought the attention of the people standing before us. One hand quickly covered my mouth while I exploded and masturbated on the dick of the boys who was buried up to the height inside me. Fortunately for them I masturbated as much as after about ten seconds. The whole inside of my skirt and all the front of the pants of the boys were so wet that it was like a water balloon had hit us both in those areas.

I was still probably kept for about five minutes as the guy behind me knew there were people around us who had to realize we were fucking right there in the arena. When he thought everyone looked at the concert again, he slowly began to move around my hot wet pussy he felt even better after I was flooded completely with my wet juices. For another four minutes the boy pushed my body from one side to another. When her dick began to stiffen and knew she was going to cum, she did something completely different then her partner. He stopped me and waited for the pressure to get the best of him. He just about grabbed my hips and began to masturbate really around me, but just before he made his balls loose and as we were in each other arms he felt the pressure of his sperm shoot inside my body and not once allowed me to move or even sprouted a small thumb. He wanted to hear and count every huge sperm explosion while joining his best deep friend inside my body. After 8 shots of celestial felt, her balls stopped cleaning and my pussy was full of cum as she was about to get tonight. Once again the boy left his dick inside me for a good four or five minutes. The concert was little more than half when this guy pulled his dick from among my legs and still my thighs and small skirt was soaked by all the ugly white goo that is flowed from my body.

This guy was much better to clean me up. She used the same thing that she did the other guy to clean me, but every four or five minutes she would reach between my legs and wipe out more moisture from my body. The concert lasted about 35 or 40 minutes more. When it was over, the kids didn’t know what to do with me. They ended up sitting next to the stage and laughing at their heads while they disappeared in the crowd of children headed for the doors. There wasn’t until about 35 minutes after one of the cleaning team found me and brought me up. The guy was a little older and it only took a few seconds to see I was completely out. When she lifted my skirt flew up and my body panty less quickly came into view. The guy laughed but he looked at my face and age and knew someone at home wouldn’t be happy with me. He had one of his friends throwing him a pair of panties that had swept up and without even worrying if they were mine or slipped them on my body. If I could thank him, I would go out of my way to let him know how much he helped me that night. He asked some of the other guys to clean up what he should do with me. After all the bad suggestions, she decided to take me out and see if anyone was waiting for me. My mom and my girlfriend had been there for almost an hour.

Luckily my girlfriend saw my moms’ car and she was out of sight. He saw the guy driving me from the arena just like his mom. My mom ran away from her car and took me from the guy’s arms. She was terrified and asked what happened to me. The guy told my mom that she was the cleaning crew and they found me out next to the stage. He said I probably had a little fun while I was there. My mom threw me in the car and tried to wake me up, but I didn’t move. She drove like a nut job at the local hospital that was about 30 minutes drive. He noticed I didn’t even wear the clothes I went to the concert. She was scared and pissed at the same time. The doctors at the hospital knew that in less than 20 minutes I was on some kind of drugs. They gave me a flebo of some kind and made my mother wait until I started shooting. Three or four hours later, I woke up with my mother by my side. I was in the E.R. and I came back from the top of the drug. Immediately my mother gave me a question after a question. I started crying, and my mom was pissed off like I ever saw her. He took another hour to get rid of the hospital.

All the way home and for hours after we arrived there, my mother and my father rushed into my room every few minutes and really left me. They told me how disappointed they were in me and how they couldn’t trust me anymore. I couldn’t stop crying, but from this point I didn’t know half of the night story. I had to explain how I took the dress I wore on my body. I told my parents a friend took him to the concert. I wouldn’t tell him it was Kelly because I didn’t want them to be mad at her too. I think my mom figured it out herself, but she didn’t tell me anything, not to see Kelly for a while. Finally at 4:00 in the morning, I told my parents I wanted to go to bed. I heard them go into their bedroom and they were still going out of what happened tonight. I knew I wouldn’t live for a long time. I went to take a quick shower because I felt sticky and dirty from my long night out. It wasn’t until I took off my skirt and looked at my panties, I knew something was wrong. I lost my virginity that night, but it was weird that I couldn’t hear anything different. That feeling would come tomorrow. Right now I still had the remains of the drug inside my body and I didn’t feel any kind of pain.

I saw the little multicolor panties and I knew I never had a pair like these. I started thinking about how I took them and I came up with a complete vacuum. Then I pulled them down slowly and fell right there on the bathroom floor. The insides of my panties were pretty wet and my hair of thin black pussy was hanging on something big and ugly. I started panicking while I put my finger in the goo and rolled it around in my fingers. I slowly drove the casino to my noise and smelled very distinct. I didn’t know what sperm was, but suddenly I knew it was. I began to examine myself closer and tears filled my eyes while pushing my stomach muscles and more things slowly slipped from my pussy lips. Right at that moment I knew it, I was fucked that night, but where, how, and how I never remember it. I jumped into the shower and cleaned out the best I could. I was crying so much I couldn’t see what I was doing. I kept repeating myself that I should live the rest of my life, never knowing what happened that fucked me and took away my virginity. Which in a way disturbed me more then being fucked. Don’t know who would stay with me forever.

Of course I didn’t sleep a winch that night and the next day I called my girlfriend to cry, but I didn’t tell her why. He told me he saw my mom run away and take me away from a guy who was helping me. I tried to find out more about my girlfriend’s guy, but he just remembered he was about 30 years old. He didn’t help me at all and made me feel really bad. I left my virginity to a 30-year-old boy who took advantage of me. I thought I’d tell my parents, but I knew exactly where he would drive. I’d be at the police station, then the kids at school would find out and maybe I’d be in court, don’t worry. As much as I wanted the person to pay, I didn’t want to ruin my life anymore, so it was already. I was still young and I cared too much about what people would think of me if they found out. That day I found out I was on a one month restriction and I was told never to ask to go to such a place until I lived at home. I knew I spent a little less than two years at home before I went to college. The days passed slowly and finally removed the restriction after 30 days. What I didn’t get was my next time. At first I said it was because of all the emotion and the things that had happened in the last month or so. I had never lost a period but I had to hope this was the reason. I really believed. Then it’s been another month and I knew it. Then you couldn’t run to the store for a quick test kit, you had to go to the hospital and let them run their tests. I couldn’t have told my mother at least. I did it another month, but now my belly just showed a touch and I was five pounds heavier. I learned to hide it and I was really happy when school left out for the summer.

I was hiding in my room for the first month of summer. My stomach was growing and I became a hermit that only came out when I really had to. I had to be pregnant about four and a half months when my mom found out. It’s about World War III. She didn’t even have to ask me when she came in and she saw me change my clothes. My stomach was pushed out of my pants. It was the longest day of my life. My dad came home, went to the hospital, and my parents just called the police. It took every ounce of my will to get my mother out of the police. I knew if I told her I didn’t know her father would bring them. I wanted to keep him as quiet as I could. I told her I had a one-night story with a guy, but I wouldn’t give her his name, no matter how hard she tried to force me. I think my mother felt a little better when I told her that the boy went to school with me and it was about six months younger then me. He was afraid someone older had taken advantage of me. It was a week of bad dreams while I stayed in the house with my parents and refused to talk to me. My mom finally framed her so I can go and stay with her sister in another state. I couldn’t wait to get on the plane.