The concert hall was a sea of bodies, all swaying and pulsing to the beat of the music. Amidst the crowd, a girl stood near the front of the stage, dressed in a tight leather skirt that hugged her curves like a second skin. She was lost in the music, her body moving in time with the rhythm, completely unaware of the world around her.
Behind her, a guy stood, dressed in a plain t-shirt and jeans. His eyes were glued to the girl's firm ass, watching as it moved and gyrated to the music. He felt his cock stirring in his pants, and before he knew it, he was jerking off, using the girl's movements as inspiration.
He pressed his cock against her, testing her reaction. She remained focused on the music, completely unaware of his advances. He became bolder, pressing harder and more frequently. Still, she didn't notice, lost in the music.
He couldn't take it any longer and cummed on her ass. She finally felt the wetness and turned around, shocked and disgusted. "Excuse me?" she said, her voice dripping with disbelief. "Did you just cum on me?"
He tried to play it off as an accident, but she wasn't fooled. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said, feigning innocence. "I didn't mean to do that."
She called him out on his inappropriate behavior. "You're kidding, right?" she said, her voice sharp and witty. "You think it's okay to cum on a stranger at a concert?"
He tried to defend himself, but she wasn't having it. "I was just enjoying the music," he said, his voice weak and pathetic.
She told him off, using playful insults to cut him down. "You're a real class act," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I bet you think this is funny."
He was left embarrassed and humiliated, while she turned back to the concert, unaffected. She was the strong, controlling, and direct woman he couldn't handle. And as she danced and moved to the music, she knew that she was the one in control, not him. She was the one who called the shots, not him. And as the concert went on, she knew that she was the one who was going to have the time of her life, not him.
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