My First Festival Experience

My first music festival, getting high and taken advantage of.

It was my first music festival. I was nineteen and so excited. Me and five friends booked a bed and breakfast for the weekend, near to the site. We didn’t fancy camping with thousands of other people.

On the second night, I wore a short skirt and a halter top. I’m a busty girl but I wasn’t the only big breasted female wearing a revealing top. Guys looked but I didn’t feel in danger.

The entire weekend had been a blast up until the second night. I drank too much and became separated from my friends, only to end up being befriended by a guy slightly older than me. I wasn’t concerned that a stranger was looking after me.

We were talking and dancing for a while, then he invited me back to his camper van for a drink. He suggested I could use his phone to call my friends because my battery had died.

I drunkenly agreed, but when he opened the camper van door and told me to go inside, I found two much older men sat on sofa beds, smoking joints. I should have been worried, but I wasn’t.

“Have a seat, Jemma,” the guy whose name I can’t even remember said.

The two older men greeted me and made space for me to sit, while the younger guy grabbed us all a beer from the fridge. As we sat talking about the festival, the guys were asking me where my friends were and where I was staying.

When they realised that I was vulnerable, they smirked at each other. I didn’t recognise it at the time. The younger guy put his phone on charge and said I could call my friends once the battery had some life in it.

Again, I thought nothing of it and continued to talk and laugh with the three of them, naïve to being drunk in a camper van with three strangers, dressed as I was.

Then the older guy sat beside me, produced a piece of foil and folded it into a v-shape. He put a small rock-like substance inside the foil. I asked him curiously what it was. He laughed, saying it was a good time.

The other two also laughed as their friend held the foil in one hand, and with a straw in his mouth, used a lighter to heat the foil from underneath. I knew it was a drug, but I didn’t know what drug.

I watched the rock turn into a liquid and then the man inhaled the vapour. The other two became excitable, watching their friend become instantly high. It was then offered to me, but I politely declined.

“Come on, Jemma,” they pressured me in the way friends do when you’re all doing something you shouldn’t.

I eventually gave in, and another small rock was placed inside the foil. The man beside me liquified the drug, while the other man sat opposite us grinned at me. The guy I came with remained standing, beaming at me putting the straw between my lips.

I inhaled the vapour and immediately felt amazing. The men cheered, watching me become deeply relaxed. It was so potent, all I wanted to do was lie down and rest my head.

“That’s it, Jemma,” the man beside me smiled, moving behind me as I lied down on my side, on the edge of the sofa bed.

“How do you feel, Jemma?” the young guy asked.

I was so spaced out; all I could do was smile euphorically at him. I was experiencing the best feeling ever. Then it began. The man behind me put his hand on me and began to smooth up and down, coming up over my arse.

While the older man opposite us took his hit, my skirt was pulled up, revealing my thong and buttocks. I knew what was happening, but I didn’t feel the need to react. I was truly in the moment, not able to think about the next one.

As I smiled at the man opposite me, taking his hit, the man behind me untied my halter top and exposed my breasts to his friends. They all groaned with excitement and then his hands were on my flesh, groping me.

When the younger guy took his hit, I felt the guy behind me pulling down his pants. He then pulled my skirt right up and my thong to the side. Fingers then rubbed my sex before he slowly worked his cock inside me.

I don’t even know if I wanted it. It just happened. High as a kite, I was fucked from behind on my side while the other two removed their clothes. The guy inside me didn’t last long. He squeezed my breasts harshly and bucked into me, grunting as his cock spewed inside my sex.

Realising what was about to happen with the other two guys, I said I needed to find my friends. They laughed and convinced me to have one more hit before I went. I didn’t want to, but I thought if it meant I could leave then I’d better do it.

The young guy who led me to the camper van locked the door as I inhaled the vapour, then the guy who just fucked me swapped places with the other older guy.

Spaced out, once more, I couldn’t do anything as my clothes were completely removed. The guy then put my legs on his shoulders and entered me. Pinned down under his weight, he used me like a rag doll, biting my nipples and pounding me until he ejaculated deep inside me.

The younger guy then flipped me over, pulled me up by my hips and took me doggy style. I felt like a slut, but my brain was too frazzled to move. My hair was pulled hard while he took his turn with me. He grunted like an animal, using me until his cock started filling me up with more cum.

I was then left limp and naked on the sofa bed. I must have fallen asleep because I woke up with the first guy on top of me. I realised he was inside me again. I started to feel sick, but he didn’t care.

Once he finished, I vomited and felt pain in my rectum. My anus was sore and spotting blood. I said I wanted to go, and the younger guy helped me dress this time, before letting me ring one of my friends from his phone.

As he finally led me out of the camper van, I saw a video camera on the table. The two older guys chuckled when they saw me looking at it. I can only assume they filmed what we did, but I have no idea if they used the camera or uploaded it to any websites.