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The smell of fresh rain was in the air as I stepped out into the spring evening. Recently, I had moved to the city, and as a bright-eyed suburban girl with high hopes and ambitions, was eager to prove myself to the world. Sure, my parents were concerned about my well-being and safety. However, at the age of twenty, I was ready to break free and be my own woman. It was easy for me to make such a move as I had inherited my late uncle’s townhouse. What a feeling to be on my own and experiencing city life.I thought it would be a good idea to dress up for the town. Wanting to embrace my newfound freedom, I put on a white mini skirt and long sleeve, form-fitting top with a low neckline. Not sure how much walking I would end up doing, I put on a pair of white sneakers that I had only worn twice before. I could never get away from looking like this and leaving my parents’ house.Since I was new to the area with no real plans for a Friday night, I decided to venture out. The cool air made my skin break out into goosebumps but it wasn’t long before I acclimated myself to the coolness and felt comfortable. I started walking east towards “The District.” It was a popular place for college students and other twentysomethings to hang out that was lined with bars and restaurants on both sides of the street. People were everywhere. It was exciting to Ankara escort see many interesting places along with interesting folks who stood out from the crowd. There were street performers. There were people passing out fliers. It was the latter in which I received a flier from a guy wearing glowing bracelets and bright, yellow hair. “Hey, come check out our rave tonight,” he said smiling.“Thanks,” I replied as I took the flier from him.As I continued walking down the street, I looked over the piece of paper in my hand. There was a black and white picture of a crowd dancing with the heading “Ravefest” printed over it. At the bottom of the page was a phone number. Pulling out my phone, I dialed the number. The voice on the other end gave me instructions on where to go for the rave. I decided to check it out because it sounded fun.When I arrived at the address on the flier, the building appeared empty. I could hear the muffled sounds of bass vibrating from within, but I couldn’t see anything. I walked around the corner to the alley side of the building. A couple of guys wearing glowing bracelets and necklaces were talking to a couple of girls who were wearing bright-colored clothing and organizing candy-jewelry necklaces and bracelets and paint on a small table.“Are you here for the rave?” one of the Ankara escort bayan guys asked, looking in my direction.“Am I in the right place?” I asked.“Yes, you are. Cover charge is $10,” was his response. I handed over the cash and they handed me a couple of bracelets and a necklace. As I put them on, the guys lifted a grate on the ground. “Watch your step and have fun,” the other guy said to me.I walked down into the foggy and neon-lit stairway. The music was becoming louder. I found myself being drawn to it as I made my way to the main room. A big guy standing at the doorway pulled back the beads that draped it and as I walked through, the vibrations of techno bass and synthesizers grabbed me. I took in the scene before me. The room was dark save for the blacklights and lasers streaking across the room. People were in brightly colored outfits that were glowing under the rays of the blacklights, moving in sync with the music being played. I made my way further into the sea of ravers and began dancing to the music. I tried to let my body be free, but the lack of room prevented me from doing so.It was then that I saw this well-built guy, shirtless and adorned with several of the candy-jewelry necklaces and glow-paint covered jeans, make his way to me. He took my hand and led me to a spot on the Escort Ankara floor that had a lot more room and even better, near a speaker. I smiled at him and mouthed “thank you” knowing that my words would not be heard over the music. He stayed with me as I resumed dancing, letting my body move to the beats pumping out of the speaker next to me. The vibrations ran through my body and I found myself not only embracing the musical waves crashing into me but being turned on by them as well. It was at this moment that I invited my newfound hero to dance with me.We gyrated our bodies in unison to the music as we faced each other. Feeling aroused by both the music and the man in front of me, I turned around so he could get a look at my ass as I danced and moved with the beat. I felt him get closer to me; his hands holding onto my waist as we danced together. As we continued our journey into rave ecstasy, I felt his hands sliding behind me. He soon had his hands under my skirt cupping my ass. Normally, I would have resisted and removed his hands from me. But, I could not resist as the music had tapped into my sexual energy and brought me to a level of arousal I had not experienced before. I felt myself getting wet as his hands rubbed my ass through my panties. I looked back at him. His eyes looked for permission to proceed further. Affirmation was given to him as I turned around and inched my ass closer to his body. My body became hot from the dancing and the stimulation my body was receiving from the music and his touch. I turned around to face him. When I did, he backed me against the speaker and put his hand under my skirt. 

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