My Little Actress

When I was back in high school, I was involved in theater. Yeah, I know, some people thought it was a less-than-macho thing to be involved in, but it was fun. I've been out of school for a few years, and I decided to go to the recent production, a musical. I was going to go with this hot red head I work with, but she was sick, so I went alone. Boy, am I glad that happened. During the day, I had stopped at the school to visit and bullshit with my teachers, and when I went to see my spanish teacher, I noticed that a few of the girls in the class were looking at me a little funny, then whispering and giggling with each other. I wrote it off, not being a very studly person, and I don't normally get comeons, especially from hot 17 and 18 year olds. Don't get me wrong, I'm not unattractive, but most of the women I've been with have been in long-term relationships, and the other one was drunk when we met (but not when we slept together - I have some scruples).

Anyway, when the production started, I immediately recognized one of the spanish class girls was in the play. I knew this because I had taken some very close looks at her body earlier in the day. I checked the program to find her name (I'll call her K., but her name sounded exotic to me). At the intermission, I talked to a few of the teachers, then found my way backstage to talk to the director, whom I had worked with. I noticed K there, but thought nothing of it. After it was over, I waited outside the green room door for a few minutes while they went over the "debriefing", then found my way into the crowd. Before everyone started getting noisy and leaving, I said thanks to everybody for a great show, since it had brought me a lot of good memories that I had nearly forgotten (yeah, I got sappy). I got a lot of looks like, "Who the hell are you, and shut the hell up." I milled about for a bit, and was finding my way out, when I heard someone call my name. I figured it was the director or a teacher, since all the students I had worked with before were already graduated. I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was K.

"Hi," she said, her eyes darting nervously for a second.

I returned her greeting and complemented her on her performance (but, to be honest I lied a little. I wasn't paying attention to her singing or dancing on stage, if you know what I mean). I asked her how she knew my name and she told me she asked the spanish teacher who I was. She remembered seeing me in the play I was in senior year, when I had the lead, but she could not remember my name. I was flattered, basically.

K told me that she and a bunch of her friends were going to a local restaurant, and asked if I wanted to go. I said sure, and offered to drive her there. She hesitated, then said yes, and went to tell her friends. We got out to my car, which is old and large and green, not a very great car, but it runs. I apologized for the car, but K said she liked it and it reminded her of her own. We got to the restaurant, and sat with all of her friends. Needless to say, I felt rather left out of the conversation even though K tried to keep me involved. Thankfully, we got ready to leave, and I offered to take K home. She accepted, and we talked all the way to her house. When we got to her house, she seemed reluctant to get out of the car, but before she did, I got a great kiss. I told her I was going to go to the second performance Friday night, and she asked if I wanted to go to a cast party afterwards. I accepted, and told her I would see her the next night. I watched as she walked up to her house to make sure she got in Ok, and I couldn't take my eyes off of her ass. I hoped the next night wouldn't end so early, but I knew she had school in the morning so I accepted it.

The next night's performance was OK, but not as good as the first night's. Of course, having seen it before, I nodded off at some points. But after the show, I waited around for K to get out of costume and change, and I was stunned by how she looked when she came out. She had on black stirrup stretch pants (I'm a sucker for black and stretch cotton), and a white tank top, with a black leather jacket. All in all, a striking match for her dark skin tone (she was part Hispanic, I believe) and curly black hair. We went out to my car, and found our way to one of the cast parties going on. Surprisingly, there were no parents around at this kid's house, and someone managed spike the punch and distribute the beer. I think I might have been the only one over 21 there. Anyway, K didn't have any beer, but I think she had a bit of punch. I was having some fun, but K looked listless. I asked her if she wanted to leave and go home. She said she wanted to wait a little bit, so she didn't upset her friend.

After about half an hour, she wanted to go, so we walked out to my car. I thought she was a little bit drunk, but she insisted she was fine. I started the car and pulled away, and she told me she didn't want to go home. I asked if she wanted to hit another party, but she said she was tired of them. So, I hesitantly approached the subject of taking her back to my apartment, and thankfully she said yes. I sped all the way back to my place.

When we got in, I asked if I could get her anything to drink. She settled for a can of Coke, while I had another beer. I put in a movie, and we got to talking. I found out she was 18 (which put my legal concerns to rest), and that she had broken up with her boyfriend a few months before. He was at the party, which is why she wanted to leave.

After about an hour of talking, I got up to refresh our drinks. When I came back, I sat closer to K than I had been before, and she leaned into me, nestling her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her, and we continued talking. She put her arm on my leg, casually, so I didn't take much notice of it. After a few minutes, I realized she was slowly moving it up my thigh, and massaging it. I turned her face up towards mine and kissed her, and she reacted immediately. I ran my free hand over her legs, reveling in the feel of them.

K's hand found its way to my crotch, and began rubbing my already hard cock. I took this as a green light, so I gently kneaded her ass. I really wanted to feel her tits, so I moved the arm that was around her down her back to her ass, and used the other hand to caress her wonderful breasts. They weren't overly large, but they were firm, and I could her nipples pushing through the fabric.

After a few minutes of this, and me kissing her neck (which I found out later was an erotic trigger for her), I moved my hand down to pull her shirt out of her pants. She shuddered a little, so I stopped, thinking I had gone too far. Then she started to kiss me again, so I continued to work my hand under her shirt and onto her tits. I love the feel of slightly padded nylon over a firm breast! I pulled the front of her bra cup down slightly and ran my finger tip over her nipple. K sat up, and once again I thought I had gone too far.

"I have to go to the bathroom," she said. So, I told her where it was, and she grabbed her purse and went into the bathroom. I figured the night was just about over, that I had screwed it up. She came back out a few minutes later, and sat back down.

"Where were we," she asked, and immediately started to kiss me again. Good news! I ran my hand back up under her shirt, and was rather startled to find that she had removed her bra. She pulled away and gave me an impish smile that mad my heart rate jump, and with a twinkle in her eye, she started kissing my neck. I pulled her into a more upright postion and pulled her shirt over her head. I bent down to kiss her nipple, and she thrust her chest up to meet my mouth. As soon as I started to suck on it, she began to moan.

K's hand returned to my crotch, and found the zipper of my jeans. After pulling it down, she worked her hand into the opening and fondled my cock through my BVD's. She stopped long enough to pull my shirt over my head, which had the unfortunate side effect of separating my mouth from her nipple. As soon as she was done with that, I went back to her other nipple and worked on it too.

I crawled off of the couch and positioned myself between K's legs, kissing her nipples, and then slowly moved down her torso, kissing every inch of her exposed flesh. When I got down to the waistband of her pants, she stopped me.

"Do you, um, have any protection?" she asked me. "I'm on the pill, but you can never be too safe." I told her I did, and she told me to continue what I was doing. I kissed her navel, then put my hands under the waistband of her pants and tugged gently. She lifted her hips to allow me to slide them down her legs, and I took her panties off at the same time. When I had her totally nude, I started kissing her feet, and slowly worked my way up her legs, alternating from one to the other. When I reached her cunt, I stopped and inhaled her scent. Her bush was not trimmed, but as it was not overly thick, it wasn't really necessary. I pushed her legs a bit further apart, and licked the line where her thighs joint her crotch. She shuddered a bit, and I moved my lips over her pussy. When I pushed my tongue into her tender folds, she bucked towards me.

I found her clit and began to swirl my tongue around it. "Oh," K cried. "What are you doing?" I looked up at her wide brown eyes. "Do you really have to ask?"

"It's just that my boyfriend always told me that was dirty, and he never wanted to do it."

"Well," I told her, " it's not dirty, and I would love to do this to you. Trust me, you'll love this." I dove back into her cunt, and began to lick and suck her in earnest. In almost no time, she was bucking her hips and moaning, trying to hold back the sound. When her orgasm subsided, I kissed my way back up her body, and kissed her deeply.

"That was incredible," she whispered. I asked her why she was trying to be so quiet, and she said she didn't want anybody to hear. I assured her that I lived alone, and noone was going to hear. I also told her that I really wanted to hear her moan, and told her to just let it go.

While I was talking to her, I ran my hand along her thigh, and began to rub her cunt. I pushed my fingers into her, and she moaned, louder this time. As I began to work my fingers in and out of her, she put her hands back onto my crotch and tried to undo the belt. After a few minutes, I stood up and undid it for her, and she smiled sheepishly. She guided me back to the couch, and got on her knees between my legs. K opened my pants and pulled them down, and my cock sprang free.

"Wow," she gasped. "It's so much bigger than my ex-boyfriend's." It's not that my cock is a monster, but I wasn't going to correct her line of thinking. She took it into her mouth, and began to bob up and down on it. It wasn't the best blow jpb I've ever had, but I was so turned on by her that I didn't care. She wrapped her hand around me and began to stroke me off, licking the sides of my dick. I began to breath faster, and I let out a little moan.

"Are you going to cum?" she asked.

"Yes, soon," I managed.

As I said this, she put my dick back in her mouth and bobbed faster, running her hands over my chest.

I was reaching the edge, so I told her I was going to cum. K reacted by sucking harder and faster. I put my hands on the back of her head, and thrusted my hips upwards, burying my cock deep in her mouth. I came hard, filling her mouth. As she kept working on me, I could feel the cum dripping onto my stomach. She licked my dick clean, and then licked the excess off of my stomach.

K crawled back up to my face and kissed me. "Did your boyfriend do that with you?" I asked.

She flushed and looked away from my eyes. "K, I'm not trying to embarass you, but if he had you do that and wouldn't return the favor, it sounds like he was a bit selfish."

"Yeah, he's a dick. But I did love him."

I smiled at her, and kissed her. "You know," she said, "he never made me feel as good as you did before, not even when we, um, you know, did it."

I picked her up and carried her over to the bed, laying her on her back. I went to work on her breasts again, fingering her cunt while I did. She asked me if I would eat her again, so I moved down and obliged her. After a few minutes, she told me to stop and lie on my back. K went down on me again, and sucked me until I was hard.

"Where's that protection you were telling me about?" she asked. I handed her a condom from the nightstand, and she put it on me. Then she climbed on top of me, and lowered her cunt onto my dick. It didn't go in right, so she used one of her hands to guide me into her. God, was she tight! She lowered herself all the way down, and moaned. She sat there motionless for a few minutes, just feeling me inside her. Then, she began to move, slowly, sensuously, up and down while rotating her hips just slightly. Suddenly she stiffened, and I knew she was coming, so I held onto her hips and thrusted up into her, making her moan very loudly. She collapsed onto my chest, and lay there.

"I'm too tired to move again," she said. "Could I lie down?"

I pulled her off of me, and rolled her over on her back. I spread her legs and put my cockhead up against her cunt. I pushed into her, and she came back to life, moving up to meet my thrusts. Almost immediately, she started to cum again, and this time it was enough to push me over the edge. I pushed all the way into her and came, grunting with the exertion. I pulled out and rolled over, laying beside her. We kissed tenderly, and touched each other. She laid her head on my chest.

I was close to drifting into sleep when K sat up and sat "Oh shit!"

"What is it?"

" I was supposed to be home at 1:00, and it's already 1:30!" We hurriedly got dressed, and headed out to the car. I yawned, and K asked if I was tired. I said yes, and she said she could perk me up. As I put the car in drive, she unzipped my jeans and took out my cock. She leaned over and began to suck me off. Needless to say, I took the long way home. Just as I pulled up in front of her house, I came in her mouth again. This time, she didn't miss a drop. We said our goodnights, and I promised to see her the next night.

I did, too, and I fingered her during the intermission, but that's another story.