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Fucking in the theatre
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Archive-name: theatre-connect
"Get me the power drill!" I yelled out across the theater, "I need to
reattach this leg." It was going to be another long night of building
in the theater; maybe even an all-nighter. Working on the shows is
one of my greatest pleasures but it takes so much out of me. Between
the late hours building and trying to keep up with my school work, I
am surprised that I am still sane.
Being the Technical Director isn't an easy task. You are responsible
for ordering wood, the equipment, organizing and keeping a crew busy
and keeping the show within its meager budget. Organizing the crew can
be pretty tough, especially if there are few people around to
organize. As "techies" know, you usually have a hard time getting any
of the actors to come down and help you build. This semester however,
I have a nice large crew to work with. Many of them are actors and
actresses from the show which amazed me even more. Most of them were
freshmen girls who were active in drama in high school and wanted to
try their hand in student-run theater. It is quite a different
environment than they were used to. We are bit more laid back because
we don't have to answer to teachers, only ourselves.
One night, during one of the rehearsals I was sitting in the back
munching on some dinner I picked up in the dining hall and watching
the director put the cast through its motions. The art director had
some of the crew painting details on one of the set walls that was off
stage at the moment. I was casually looking around trying to see if
any of the girls interested me. When rehearsal broke up and the rest
of the crew spread out to do their various jobs I noticed a extremely
cute girl that was painting some Masonite. I asked the Art director
who she was and found out that her name was Denise. Turns out, she
was a freshman. She is about 5'2" and has a small frame. She looked
like a strong hug could break her in two, but her body was very firm
and very nicely packed.
I went on with work as normal, every once and a while looking over to
where she was working. I saw her taking a couple of glances at me as
well. I thought to myself that she could be a good person to date and
who knows what else. I walked over and introduced myself to her and
asked her if she was going to the cast party tonight. She sweetly
said no because she had a lot of work to catch up on. (Don't I know
it) I smiled and said, "Oh well, maybe tomorrow night you"ll go,
they are pretty fun."
"Yeah, I know. That"s what everybody says."
"Well, back to work."
I trotted off and picked up my drill and began to build a wall for one
of the set pieces. The night dragged on for what seemed like years.
I finally had enough and went home at 2 A.M.. I looked forward to
coming in the next day and talking to Denise.
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It was 10 A.M. Saturday morning (I know, what an ungodly hour) when I
got into campus to open up the theater and get to work. There were a
couple of people there waiting for me, including Denise. We sleepily
trudged into the theater, put on some music and went to work.
Throughout the afternoon I made more and more eye contact with Denise.
I was really starting to get interested in her. When dinner time
rolled around I noticed that she was getting her coat on and headed
for the door. I walked over to her...
"All finished for today?"
"No, I am just running to the dining hall to get some dinner."
"I am a bit hungry myself, want to go out a grab a quick dinner?"
"I don't have any money on me," she said.
"That's OK," I replied, "Its on me, Denny's is pretty cheap."
"Well, I don"t like grubbing, but OK."
We walked out to my car and headed down to Denny's. Dinner was a bit
longer than 'quick' because we spent most of the time talking about
theater, her life at home. how she likes college, my life, etc... I
was liking her more and more as the night went on. She asked me how I
like living off campus. I said that I liked it a lot. For the last
two semesters I was living with a group of friends, but they all
graduated so I found a new place and decided to rough it on my own for
a while. I was able to find a really nice apartment with a fireplace
for a couple of hundred a month, blah, blah, blah. She seemed really
impressed that a guy could live on his own and not starve on a diet of
pasta and soup. I told her that I really enjoy cooking and over the
last couple of years I have gotten pretty good at it. I then said
something that I thought I wouldn't say,
"Would you like to see it?"
Thankfully, she said, "Yes."
To be honest, I really wasn't expecting anything to happen. We drove
through town chatting about life in general until we finally reached
my apartment. She was very impressed with how neat it was. (not all
guys are slobs)
As she wandered around the apartment I went over and fed my fish and
flipped on the TV. It started to rain and it got chilly so I decided
to put on a fire. I called out to her in the next room, "Do you want
to watch some movies?"
"Sure, what have you got?"
"How `bout Amadeus?" (one of my favorites)
"Great, I haven't seen that in a long time." She wandered back into
the living room. "You have such a nice place, oh and I love
fireplaces." She sat down on couch and I walked into the kitchen.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" I asked.
"I am not a big drinker, but one glass of wine wont hurt."
I returned to the living room with two glasses and the bottle. I had
grabbed some cheese as well. I put it down on the table in front of
the couch and sat down.
"This is so nice," she said," I haven't been treated like this in a
long time."
About halfway through the movie she let out a big yawn and sort of
nestled her head against my arm. A contented smile appeared on her
lips as I daringly began stroking her hair with my other hand. Her
let out a contented moan and snuggled into my arm more.
Thoughts were racing through my mind like you wouldn't believe. I
have never had things happen this fast before. I didn't quite know
what to do. I leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head. She
shifted on the couch and looked up at me. I thought to myself, "Uh
oh, that does it, she is leaving." We stared at each other, eye to
eye for what seemed like an eternity. Then we slowly started leaning
towards each other until our lips finally met. Her lips were so soft
and I felt like I could kiss them forever. We kissed for what seemed
to be like 10 minutes until I decided to up the ante. I reached down
and put my left hand under her knees, I put my right hand around her
back and scooped her up off of the couch. Scooped is the right word
because she must have weighed only 100 pounds or so. I carried her
into the bedroom, out lips still locked together. I laid her back on
the bed and began kissing her ears and neck. She arched her head back
so I could easily kiss her throat and made a little moan.
"Please don't stop, you lips feel so good." she said as her hands
roamed up and down by back and through my hair. She reached down and
pulled my shirt out of my pants and began to pull it off over my head.
When she saw my well muscled body (construction tends to do that) she
smiled and remarked on how good looking I am. I smiled back and
returned the compliment. She ran her finger down between my pectorals
and down my stomach until they hit the top of my jeans. Her hand
slipped under the waistband and touched my growing hardness. Her
touch was wonderful and I closed my eyes and let out a moan. I looked
back at her and without saying a word removed her shirt and bra. We
then locked our lips in another embrace. As we rolled around the bed
kissing we began to giggle as we both tried to grab each other's
behind at the same time. She said that I really turned her on and she
didn't know if she could control herself.
"So get out of control," I said.
"I don't know." She turned her head away as she said that.
I knew right there that she was a virgin. When I confronted her with
that she said the furthest she ever let a guy go was finger fucking
her and she didn't like it because he hurt her when he did it.
"Don't worry," I said, "I won't hurt you. You can tell me to stop at
any time and I will. I am pretty experienced and I want to give you
nothing but great feelings."
She looked at me and smiled with a new found trust in her eyes. She
kissed me hard and grabbed the waistband of my jeans and tried to pull
them off. I gave her some help and then proceeded to remove her
pants. When she was naked I commented her on her beautiful body. She
just blushed and kissed me again.
"You were telling me about some great feelings?" she said jokingly.
I began to kiss her face and neck. She closed her eyes and moaned as
my hands gently massaged her breasts. I moved my head downward and
lightly sucked on her nipples. She moaned again. I slid my hand down
to her vagina and ran my fingers between her labia. I felt her
wetness and was happy that she was well lubricated. She was a small
girl and I envisioned some problems in penetrating her with my above
average sized penis.
When I began to massage her clit she let out a moan and gasped out the
words,"Oh god, that feels so good, what are you doing?" I then
realized that the insensitive schmuck that she with that first time
didn't have any sense of how to please her. I moved down even further
and began to lick and kiss her clitoris. She bunched her hands into
fists and clawed at the sheets as she began to build up to an orgasm.
I backed off slightly, to extend her pleasure. When she calmed down a
little I started back in again, this time with the intent of making
her cum. Just as she was about to cum I slipped two fingers into her
vagina and ran them along the top of her canal, right along her
G-spot. Her eyes opened wide, then slammed shut as she let out a
quick gasp and arched her back off of the bed. I felt every muscle in
her body tense as she came. Her head toment as possible out of his first fuck.
Like the man he had watched the night before, Tom flipped her blouse up
out of the way, baring her titties. First he just looked at them and then he
bent down and took the tip of one in between his dry lips.
"Yehhh," sighed Becky, arching up slightly to make her brother take in
all of the tit that he could.
Tom licked the tit-tip and his dry lips and sucked in more of her tit-
mound. His mouth opened wide and the soft white flesh filled it, making him
breathe through his nose. Her nipple was far inside of his mouth now, and he
let the tit pull back out of his oral grasp so that he could thump her nipple
with his pointed tongue.
He flicked her nip and it made Becky squeal and squirm. Tom hadn't
expected such a reaction from her, but now that he'd gotten it, he didn't let
up.
Becky wriggled wildly, her whole body writhing around beneath him. Tom
had trouble keeping his mouth plastered to her wet, wiggling tit but he did
his best. It felt very sexy to have his sister undulating beneath him and he
pressed down harder against her.
His cock was again completely buried in her pussy, and with the way she
was writhing because of his tit-licking, Tom didn't have to fuck his sister at
all. Becky now did all the work, moving her cunt around and around rather
than up and down the swollen shaft of her brother's cock.
The more she moved, the harder Tom hammered on her tit-tip with his
tongue. His breath shot out of his nostrils like fire from a dragon as he
felt his cock begin to tingle with the familiar sensation of impending orgasm.
He prayed briefly that his sister would not suddenly pull away from him when
he started to come. He wanted more than anything to fill her pussy with his
hot load of creamy cum.
But Becky was too turned on to even think about taking or not taking her
brother's jizz. His mouth tortured her with pleasure, and she writhed around,
her clit sometimes grinding against the base of his prick and making her move
even f
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