Day 23 - Sunday, November 23rd
Miles checked his E-mail on his phone for the 50th time, making sure he had the two tickets ready with their QR code. He felt a soft little shove from behind him and groaned with pleasure.
“You ok back there, babe?” He turned back his head while making sure no one got ahead of them in line.
“Pretty much, though I hope they're gonna open the gates soon. I'm not very good with tight spaces”, Hailey said from behind his ear.
It was dark outside, around 9 PM already, with little lighting illuminating the rather quiet alley. A large crowd of people was packed in front of and behind Hailey and Miles. A long metal fence stretched and trapped the crowd next to the wall of the large hangar.
“I know, babe. Just make sure to stay close enough so we don't lose each other”, he said and then turned his head forward again.
“Ok, babe” she said, glad he was taking the lead in this. She loved this band and was so excited to finally see them, but she hated dealing with everything around the show itself. Mostly with how people felt more freedom to cling and “accidentally” brush against her boobs.
Hailey looked like she’d stepped straight off a poster for the concert, only better. Her long, wavy blonde hair fell in glossy waves down her back. She wore the band’s tour shirt, though she was a bit annoyed they only sold it in Men’s 6XL. The black cotton stretched smoothly but dramatically over her GIGANTIC pair of boobs. Even though the shirt was technically oversized, on her it exploded, in a way that made it impossible not to stare. Her chest filled out the design so much, the logo stretched so wide it was impossible to read the tour dates. Despite it being so big, it only reached her hips, and left the bottom of her boobs showing, encased in her new 28(Z)V bra. Those bottom sections reached down all the way to her mid-thighs.
Her torn jeans hugged her hips and legs like they were made for her, high-waisted and snug, showing off her small, tight waist and the long, sexy legs. She looked adorable, glamorous, and overwhelming all at once.
She looked up at the back of Miles’s head with a warm smile.
Miles kept looking far ahead at the bouncer when he suddenly felt the soft masses of Hailey's boobs mash a lot more into his back, while her feminine hands slid and held the sides of his waist.
“I feel safer this way”, she said quietly into the back of his ear.
Miles nodded and placed one hand on top of hers on the side of his waist. He shivered. Not just from the physical contact, but from the fact that she felt safe when holding him. There was something so primal about it that it sent insanely powerful jolts through his cock. Like he was the leader of the pact, and his sex minx was right behind him, protected, supporting him while he led everyone to safety.
The line was packed with hundreds of people, all crammed together.
Finally, a few minutes later - the bouncer opened the door and allowed people to start passing inspection and ticket verification.
There was a murmur within the line of people and they started walking forward. Hailey clung even closer to Miles and hugged him as far as she could. The tips of her fingers barely managed to reach within a few inches from his belly button, but that came at a “price” of smothering the hell out of her boobs into and around his back.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”, Miles stifled a moan. This felt so good. His dick was thankfully hidden underneath his clothes and anyways, the line was so tightly packed - no one could’ve seen, or even care about it. The only thing everyone thought of was - how to enter the hangar before the others and catch a good place.
As they kept progressing 2 steps a minute, Miles relished the feeling of having Hailey clinging so strongly to him. It just… it was amazing. He could’ve skipped the show, actually, and just stayed like that until tomorrow.
He wouldn’t have survived Hailey’s back hug, though, if the concert had been the day before. After yesterday’s HOT sex with Hailey, Miles’s balls took a big hit. He had to ask her to Pause her teasing, which she gladly agreed to. She’d have done basically anything he asked her to after making her cum her brains out like that.
His balls were just so sore the whole day, having anticipated their impending relief, only to be denied of it yet again! It was a conscious decision he’d made, but a decision with consequences nonetheless. He only felt safe enough to un-Pause today around the afternoon, and this was after spending most of the morning with Max playing PS5 and eating. He loved Hailey with all his heart, but he needed a fucking break, which she gracefully understood.
But the saving grace to all of his torture - was that he had exactly 1 week left! He made it 23 days without cumming, and the massive reservoirs of cum in his balls could actually see the light at the end of his cock-tunnel.
They finally got close to the bouncer, who… looked like a bouncer. Big, bald and in a bad mood. It was really dark out and the crowd of people sort of blended into one another. He asked Miles to lift his arms up, which Miles did, so he could pass his metal detector around his body. Unfortunately, Hailey didn’t really look forward and just followed Miles wherever he led her to. So when the bouncer reached the side of his torso, his hand metal detector bounced against Hailey’s right tit.
“Eeeeeep!” she squealed in surprise. The bouncer’s eyes opened in shock as he tried to make sense of what it was that he hit. Hailey finally let go of Miles’s waist and emerged from behind him, looking flustered and a little embarrassed. The bouncer’s bad mood and naturally bored demeanor changed uncharacteristically when he pieced it all together.
“Ssssssorry, ma’am… I didn’t see you there…” he stammered. She wasn’t just insanely busty. She had a hypnotic, paralyzing beauty that made it hard to think straight when she looked at you. Hailey smiled with a little embarrassment and reassured him it was an honest mistake. Miles was looking at the scene, quite amused, before Hailey joined him.
“What? Stop it, it’s not funny!” She told Miles but couldn’t help but smile slightly as well. Miles didn’t say anything and just kept smiling to himself.
Miles and Hailey stood at the entrance to the grand hangar. It had dim lights, making visibility very sketchy. Its high ceiling echoed with the noise of about 1,000 people packed inside. Most of the crowd stood on the floor, with a few filling the raised platforms along the walls. Naturally, the floor got more packed the closer you got near the stage. Semi-loud Indie Alt-Rock music played in the background, putting the crowd in the general atmosphere. A long bar and a row of lockers lined the far side. The only light came from the empty stage, from the lit, stylized banner “Crocodile Lipbuds”, indicating the band's name. Just a soft glow over the drums, keyboard, and amps waiting in place.
Miles put his hand next to Hailey's ear and leaned into it so she could hear him: “let’s get closer to the stage, we can't see shit from back here”, he said.
“O… k…”, she stammered. She was honestly not a person to fear people generally. It's just crowded places that gave her a claustrophobic feeling.
But she took the hand he offered her and followed his lead. At least it was so dark that she wouldn't be the center of attention everywhere she went.
Miles had this elegant way of parting the sea of people like a ninja. He had a system: he'd look busy and preoccupied and lower his head a bit down, then say in an urgent voice “excuse me”, like he'd just lost his sick brother in the middle of the crowd and had to get to him to rush him to the hospital. It mostly worked and people got out of the way.
However, having Hailey tag along behind him was a limiting factor he realized he had to consider. While he himself could squeeze and maneuver between various bodies, Hailey was like a walking tank trying to pass through a China shop. People eventually parted ways for her, but it took time to realize that a single person required the space of three people. And she got a lot of side glances and ogles.
Hailey held tight to Miles's hand. She'd occasionally feel someone rub against her boob or push it, and couldn't quite tell if this was an accident or an intentional action taking advantage of the crowded situation where some creep could get away with some stuff he couldn't in other circumstances.
She tried to stay as close to Miles as she could, and would often keep walking just as he had to stop and thus push her boobs right into his back. She didn't even think about that, all she cared about was not losing him in the crowd, but Miles enjoyed every time this happened. If he was super honest with himself, a couple of those times were intentional. But he knew Hailey was cool with it.
The music got louder the closer they got closer to the stage, and it became really dense by now. They got about halfway through to the stage when Hailey lost contact with Miles's hand. There was a large group of about 10 people who “crossed the road” perpendicular to Miles and Hailey, and their leader aggressively walked into their handhold and disjointed it.
“Miles!!!” she yelled as loud as she could
“Hailey!!!” he yelled back.
But it was no use. Because it was so packed at this point, a mass of people kept pushing Miles further towards the stage, while Hailey, left behind, was actually pushed backwards by other people trying to get ahead.
By the time the crossroaders were done crossing, Hailey had lost Miles. Despite being quite tall, it was so dark she could barely make sense of anyone there. Panic set in. She began feeling overwhelmed. Her one lifeline in this sea of crowded darkness was lost.
“Miles! Miles!!!” She screamed, but couldn't hear anything over the loud music. Her head started spinning and she felt physically bad, like she's gonna faint any moment. The world around her was closing in on her. The loud music and hundreds of people talking and walking around her started to blend in.
In a desperate move, she crouched in the middle of the floor. Her boobs rested on her knees and spilled everywhere. Unable to put her hands on her knees, her only option was to lean forward and put her hands on the floor while crouching.
People towered above and all around her. She felt people pushing and tripping over her, not expecting someone to just crouch like that in the middle of the crowd. She took deep breaths and tried to calm herself down. Ok… there's a slight chance that she is claustrophobic.
She felt hopeless. It wouldn't even help if she called or texted Miles. He couldn't hear the phone or text anyway, and on the off chance that he looked at his phone, she'd have no way of telling him where she was. What can she write? ‘Look for the crowded section in the crowd’? That'll narrow it down…
She was close to shutting down completely, when finally - she saw an open hand reaching in for her in front of her eyes. Her eyes opened wide. ‘Thank god!’ She smiled in relief. She knew he'd find her eventually. She grabbed the hand and was able to rise to her feet. She looked up, and the smile wiped from her face immediately.
“Hey there, you seemed lost so I thought I’d lend you a hand”, the anonymous guy attached to the saving hand leaned in to yell at her over the loud music. He stood a bit taller and had a stupid smile plastered on his face.
Hailey smiled shortly and nervously.
“Yeah, thanks for that”, she said and started looking around again. She still felt somewhat overwhelmed but it seems the little crouching moment below helped her be a little more focused.
“They’re always late. When are they gonna start the show already…? Right?” The guy leaned in again, really close this time. His face was inches away from hers, and it was clear that he may be talking forward, but his eyes looked downwards. Hailey was caught off guard and flinched backwards a bit because she thought their interaction had been over by now and was surprised he was still there.
“Uh… yeah… sure…”, she said loudly, trying to finish this. ‘Where is he?’ She kept looking around.
“I’m Eric”, he said from 2 inches away and kept stealing glances at her boob-stuffed-beyond-the-brim shirt. She flinched again.
“Ok... look I’m sorry but I’m searching for my boyfriend right now”, she yelled over the music, cueing her strongest signal thus far that she’s not interested this interaction would go on.
“I’ll bet you’re just saying that to test me”, Eric said with an arrogant smile, leaning way too close for it to be cool, even in these circumstances. While one hand was reaching over his mouth to talk to her, Hailey felt his other arm, suspiciously staying straight down, brush-bump against her right boob. She recoiled back.
“I’m not. He went to get us drinks”, she yelled over the music and went back to searching the crowd.
“What’s your @? Maybe I can DM you?” Eric reached in again closely and Hailey definitely felt not only his arm but his hand feeling up her right boob with his open palm. It wasn’t long, but enough for her to know this was definitely not accidental.
“Dude seriously, DO NOT touch me. I’m not interested.”, she yelled more firmly now with a direct look. The guy’s smile immediately changed to anger.
“Yo who the hell was trying to touch you? I was just trying to help and this is how you repay me?” he yelled so loud he didn’t need a hand.
“Ok this interaction is over!” Hailey yelled and gave him a side eye, then started walking away, but he grabbed her by the shoulder. “Hey where do you think you’re going?” he got way too close again and now Hailey really felt him bumping against her boob. She looked at him with rage.
“She told you she’s not interested!”
Hailey’s eyes opened wide. Miles! He gave her a hand under the crowd of people but was standing right into his personal space, their faces 5 inches away from each other. Hailey squeezed Miles’s hand in gratitude. Eric was a bit startled but his ego wouldn’t let him leave.
“And who are you?” He yelled at Miles.
“The guy standing between you and her, now walk the fuck away before you’ll be sorry you even came here”, Miles said in his most threatening look. Hailey squeezed his hand tight. She was so overcome with emotions.
For long seconds they stared at each other like two male deer fighting for dominance of a female deer. Eric was weighing his options. Miles wasn’t a huge, muscular guy, but they were about the same height and he looked like he could give him a good fight. But he saw the rage and determination in Miles’s eyes and flinched.
“Fine, stay with your freak”, he said in a less-brave voice than his words tried to convey, rolled his eyes and walked away, not before shoving his shoulder into Miles’s on the way.
Miles was about to launch at him when he felt a tug in his hand that stopped him. Hailey looked at him with her big, watery eyes. “He’s not worth it.” All anger melted away immediately from Miles, and he relaxed and smiled at her.
That smile was like a lighthouse for her in a sea of darkness. She rushed to him and gave him the strongest hug she could. Which, at this point, was tough to achieve, given her size, but she just squeezed herself into him anyway. She put the side of her face right into his sternum, her head resting just underneath his chin. Her arms wrapped tightly behind his back and Miles couldn’t ignore the masses of her boobs smothering him from chest to thighs. He hugged his arms over her back and squeezed her in tighter.
“I’m so sorry Hailey. I tried to hold on but…”
She shushed him by hugging him even tighter, not willing to let go of her lighthouse. He softened and just let her enjoy this moment. He certainly enjoyed it. The altercation he had with that guy gave his dick a rare moment of slackness. His body was reading itself for a fight, and the last thing it needed was a hard cock for that purpose.
Now, however, having Hailey in his arms, squeezing her boobs as tight as possible all around his body revived his hardness to the extreme. His dick rose very quickly to full mast, and because it’d gotten soft earlier, now it was pointing not upwards, but forward. Right into Hailey’s endless fissure between her boobs.
She kept hugging him for a long time. Miles was in pure bliss. He didn’t care that the crowd started cheering because the band had finally come up to the stage. He didn’t care about anything. This was heaven and he could stay like that forever.
However, he did feel people storm more aggressively to the stage now that the band was there. He called down to Hailey below him: “Let’s go further back, baby”. She just nodded softly into his chest, which he so loved. Oh how sweet she was. He needed to keep and protect this girl at all costs.
“Alright alright everyone, are you ready for some Crocodile Lipbuds????????” The lead singer hyped up the crowd and they all cheered back.
Miles was about to let go and grab Hailey’s hand again, but apparently she had no intention of letting go of him again. Instead, she turned around within his embrace. Her left boob MASHED HARDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD against his body, especially his erect dick, until she almost “popped” around and laid her back against his chest. She grabbed his wrists and secured his hands into her shirt, deep inside her cleavage. Miles’s dick had no other place to go than poking right into the crack of her firm bubble butt. She had a firm grip on his forearms. She looked up at him with adoration and gratitude in her eyes.
“Now we can go”, she said. FUCK, she was CUTE!!!!
They waddled together against the traffic. It was awkward as hell, given the weird setting Hailey set for them, but Miles didn’t complain. Hailey made sure his hands were secured in her cleavage. She also relaxed enough by now to enjoy and tease his cock in her ass crack, taking unnecessary, abrupt stops every now and then to cause Miles to stick it further in for a moment.
It was much easier going backwards than forwards now, and the crowd quickly became more sparse. The opening song was blaring loud, but they were in their own world. Finally, when they reached a point they had a couple of feet away from any other person, Hailey turned their joint constellation around in one piece.
Yes, the stage was far away, but the music was still heard very well. If Miles was honest with himself, he actually preferred it this way. The volume close to the stage was almost hurting his ears, but back here it was just right.
Hailey sank further into Miles’s warm, loving embrace and just relished having him wrap around her. She felt safe again.
Miles was just busy not cumming. Honestly. Having his hands stuck up almost up to his elbow inside her cleavage, he naturally did the only logical thing - he crossed his right and left hand, so that his right palm was planted onto the inside of Hailey’s left boob, and his left hand onto her right. Then he occasionally grabbed a handful with each hand. Hailey seemed completely oblivious to this, which so thrilled him, though she felt every little creeper maneuver of his. But she liked it. He was her creeper.
As the upbeat song kept playing, Hailey began dancing lightly in place, gyrating and bouncing on her legs. As a result, her perky ass cheeks were basically giving Miles’s cock an ‘ass-job’. She may have overdone it a bit. She smiled secretly to herself and clung backwards as much as she could.
“Oh god…” Miles blurted out involuntarily as he felt his cum boil in his full balls. His hands were lodged securely in her cleavage. His cock planted into her ass cheeks. And they probably had another two hours of this. He wasn’t sure he was gonna make it, but Hailey made it clear with her body that he’s not going anywhere. He was not about to argue with his girl.
She suddenly held higher onto his biceps and looked up at him from below. Miles leaned in to hear what she had to say, but was instead faced with her big, open eyes just looking up at him with love and devotion. He was her man. Her savior. Her beacon of security. Then she kissed him passionately. He was pleasantly surprised but quickly rolled with it and kissed her back. She pulled his arms as close as she could and pushed her ass further into his crotch while she kissed him with all the endless passion she had within her for him.
The song had ended, then another started and they kept kissing like that all the while. Finally, only when the second song was over did Hailey stop the long, long kiss. “I’m glad I came”, she said with a wholehearted smile, then turned back to watch the show again, not letting go of a single inch of their intimate embrace.
Miles took a deep breath. His cock was still stuck deep into the ass that Hailey refused to move away, his hands into her cleavage, and whispered to himself: “I wish I came…”