0 comments/ 13401 views/ 1 favorites Behind the Scenes By: ChristopherDB Bob had been playing the drums for the house band at Hooligan's Pub for several months. It was more of a dive than most places he was used to playing and it was rare when any hot chicks came in. However, the pay was good considering what the average bar band makes, drinks were free, and the other guys in the band were first rate musicians. One night, during a set of good upbeat tunes, a group of young ladies walked in out of nowhere and immediately got on the dance floor. The keyboardist turned around to catch Bob's eye, and when he did, Bob just nodded his head and gave a sly grin. What had started off as just another night playing for the same old drunks, had suddenly improved. One girl in particular caught Bob's attention. It was tough to get a good look at her from behind the drum set because the small dance floor was rapidly filling up now that she and her friends had walked in and turned up the heat. Her body was nicely shaped and she had long brown curls that spilled over her shoulders as she danced. She wore a red low cut tank top with thin straps. Her long curls brushed over the exposed tops of her breasts as she moved to the beat of the music. Bob knew she couldn't be wearing a bra under that skimpy top and he imagined that if he were dancing up close with her that her nipples would be clearly visible through the tight fabric. It looked like she was wearing a black leather mini skirt, but in the glare of stage lights it was hard to tell. Regardless of what the skirt was made of, it was short and sexy and showed off her fantastic legs that were further enhanced by her tall stiletto heeled shoes. She wore some sheer lacy ankle socks with her heels, which gave her that bad-girl look. Her girlfriends she was dancing with were also attractive, but less stunning. Of course Bob wasn't the only person in the bar to notice her. All through the set, guys would dance their way over to group of babes, but the girls just turned their backs to them and kept on dancing. One guy was not easily brushed off and as they ignored him, he circled around them like a vulture. After they seemed to have some laughs at the guy's expense, the young ladies moved up right by the front of the stage, making it nearly impossible for anyone to muscle in. Bob got a real good view of her now, and she looked even better close up. However, she was lost in her own world, dancing with her friends, and it was obvious that she had a few drinks at some other place before showing up here at Hooligan's. Jake, the bands guitar slinging cocksman, stepped up to the front edge of the stage and did his best to impress the ladies. In usual fashion he seemed to be winning them all over. Bob wanted to get the one girl's attention somehow, but it seemed impossible since he was stuck in the back behind his drums. Then he got an idea. The song had a straight four-four beat to it, and Bob took advantage of the space between beats to throw in some extra bits. Rim shots on the snare, some clanks on the bell of the ride cymbal, and some accents to the straight beat in unusual places. The band was the first to notice this, and while one at a time they turned around to give him quizzical looks, they kept on playing. At last the girl in the red tank top made eye contact with Bob and he gave his best smile in return. She smiled back and started moving her hips suggestively in time to the music. When the set ended, the girl's friends started to leave the dance floor but she waited by the front of the stage. Jake quickly put his guitar down and started to say something to her, but she walked right past him and up to Bob. "You look rather tasty," he said. She just laughed and introduced herself as Renee'. They only talked for a short time and then Bob started leading her to the band's dressing room. Although the bar owner called it a dressing room, and it had a counter with a lighted mirror along one wall, it was really more of a janitor's closet and storage room. Complete with a stinky mop bucket and shelves of cleaning supplies, there was also a stack of broken tables and chairs against another wall. Bob closed the door behind them and discretely locked it. The noise of the jukebox out in the main room was reduced to a soft thumping in the background. Renee' looked cute even under the harsh dressing room lights. Bob lost no time in getting an arm around her and giving her a soft kiss. Although he thought she was willing, it wasn't until he felt her tongue in his mouth that he knew for sure. He slid his hands down her back and rubbed her shapely ass. Although her skirt had the look of black leather it felt like a cheap vinyl imitation, but was still soft to the touch and warm from her body. As she pressed her breasts against him in their embrace he got even more excited and he knew she could feel his cock getting hard between them. "I only have a short break," he said. Renee' responded by reaching down to the front of Bob's jeans. She fumbled slightly with his belt buckle, so Bob backed away so she could see what she was doing. She knelt in front of him and pulled down his jeans and boxer shorts as he leaned back against the counter. Bob's cock was already erect, but he felt it get even harder as she firmly wrapped her fingers around the base of it. Renee' slowly licked the underside of his cock while gently playing with his balls with her other hand. She then took it all the way in her mouth, slowly letting it slide out with her lips clamped tightly around it. After repeating this a few times, she stopped to lick the underside of his cock again while fondling his balls some more. "You are amazing," he said. Bob was sure that if there was more time, she could really make it last, but the next time she started sucking his cock she kept going, vigorously sucking non-stop while stroking the base of his shaft with one hand. Bob felt his balls tightening up and he knew he would soon explode in her mouth. Renee' must have known it too, because all of a sudden she stopped. Bob looked at her with surprise. "I don't like that stuff in my mouth," she said, and started stroking his cock while scooting off to one side so that his cum might go flying past her shoulder. Bob reached down and helped her to her feet. Without saying a word, he led her over to an old couch, which he was sure had seen plenty of action. He tried to pull Renee's skirt up to her waist, but it was much too tight to slide up easily. Before he could make the next move, she had unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. Underneath, she was wearing a skimpy white cotton thong. As she sat down on the couch he could see her brown pubic hairs peeking out around the edges of the soft cotton. He knelt in front of her for a closer look and than removed her thong. He wanted to taste her little muffin, and he was sure it was already moist. Just then he heard a few low notes outside the door. It was the bass player was checking his tuning. That meant the next set was about to start. Renee's body was so sexy and Bob would have loved to see her breasts but now there was no time. She knew this too and lay back on the couch, spreading her legs in a most alluring way. She was nice and wet, and Bob's cock slid inside her with ease. As he repeatedly thrust deeply inside her, there was a loud pounding on the dressing room door. The doorknob rattled against the lock and he heard the muffled sound of someone calling his name. Renee' seemed to find the situation funny and started laughing, although she didn't miss a beat, flexing her hips to meet each of his thrusts. The pounding on the door continued and Bob was about to shout something at them but all he could manage was a loud groan as he had his orgasm. They were both breathing heavily and covered with a film of sweat, still joined together when the door flew open. Bob looked over his shoulder to see the bar owner walk into the room carrying a large key ring. A few other band members peeked in. "Now what in the hell is going on?" the owner yelled, although Bob thought it was pretty obvious. "If you wanna get some pussy that's fine, but right now you boys are supposed to be on stage." Bob got to his feet and started pulling up his pants. "Now get out there and play some music or I'm gonna dock your pay!" ranted the owner. During the second song of that next set, Bob saw Renee' come out of the dressing room. She had taken a little time to fix her hair and makeup. She gave him a big smile, and then vanished into the crowd. Bob figured she had gone to join her friends but he didn't see her again that night. The band's pay was docked fifty dollars and it was taken out of Bob's portion, but he didn't care. Behind the Scenes: Blade Trinity I've been a fan of Ryan Reynolds since day one. He's good looking, has an amazing body, and so funny. That's why when I heard on the radio that there was a contest to go behind the scenes on the set of Blade: Trinity, I knew I absolutely had to enter. I listened to the rules and wrote them down. Apparently, I had to write an essay about why I thought I should win and then make a tape to show what I'm like. I went to my room and made sure that I set up the camcorder right in front of my big poster of him. I put on a denim skirt and a tank top that showed my ample cleavage and turned on the camera. "Hi, my name is Julia, and I'm 21 years old." I went on to tell them about myself and kinda made an ass of myself but that's ok, for Ryan, it was worth looking like an ass. I sent the tape and the essay that day and waited rather impatiently for five days for them to pick a winner. On the sixth day I got a call on my cell from the radio station telling me that I had won. I quickly packed my things and got on the road to the airport, where the DJ met me and gave me my ticket and my pass to the set. I arrived in L.A. late that night and went to my hotel room. I could hardly sleep from the excitement. I woke the next morning and got dressed. I put my best pair of jeans and a low cut tee shirt. The limo came and picked me up and took me off to the set. When I got there they led me to a rooftop set where they were filming a scene between Blade and Drake. I stood there looking around and noticed that everyone was a bit flustered. I asked what was going on and one of the grips told me that the baby they were using for the scene wouldn't stop crying, I could only guess why as it was a set full of young single guys, not one of them knowing anything about babies. I've always been pretty maternal so I asked if I could take a crack at him. The director who was standing about 10 ft to my left told me to go for it. I asked if he was wet and the only response I got was a shrug, so I asked if he was hungry, another shrug. I rolled my eyes and said, "Yeah, you guys - you guys suck." Just as I took the baby from the actor playing Drake, Ryan walked out onto the set. I took the baby, changed him, fed him, and burped him. Afterwards, he lay in my arms, completely docile. I then heard the director griping, then loudly shouting, "how are we gonna do these scenes without Jessica's stunt double?!?" He looked at me and sarcastically asked, "You wouldn't happen o know martial arts would you?" "I smiled at him and said, Actually, I do." The director seemed very relieved and told me to demonstrate my abilities. I took off my shoes and the martial arts director held up a small wooden plank. I looked at the director and asked, "So, do you want a clean break or.... Pencils?" The director laughed and said, "Why don't you show me pencils." I hit the board hard with a flying sidekick and it shattered into a million pieces. The director's eyes got really wide and he gasped. A few minutes later, I was in wardrobe and getting ready for a fight scene alongside my paramour, Ryan Reynolds. At one point, I lost my footing and fell backwards, landing flat on Ryan. He helped me up and smiled at me. We went on for the rest of the day shooting the scenes and flirting unabashedly. After a long and very tiring day, I couldn't wait to get into bed and sleep, but Ryan came up to me and asked me to dinner, it dawned on me that the whole reason I was there was because of the contest. Ryan and I went to our rooms to change, then he met me downstairs in the lobby and we went to dinner. We spoke for a long time, it was mostly him asking me about myself. Then out of no where, Ryan took my hand in his and led me to the dance floor. We danced for a while, slowly inching closer to each other until he and I had our arms wrapped around each other and I was resting my head on his shoulder. After a few moments I looked up at him, when he looked down at me, he leaned in and kissed me. We walked back to the hotel hand in hand, and when we got to my room I invited him in. As soon as we got into the room, he picked me up and threw me on the bed. I giggled as he lay himself down on me and kissed me. We rolled over, so I was straddling his hips, and I pulled my top off. Ryan reached up and took my breasts in his hands, kneading them and running his thumbs over my nipples. His movements became almost frenzied as I removed my bra and pulled my skirt over my head. I moaned softly and ground my pelvis into his. I felt the already considerable bulge in his pants growing much larger. I leaned over him and pulled his shirt over his head. As I was leaning over him, he grabbed my left nipple in his mouth. Ryan then rolled us over again and quickly stripped himself of his remaining clothes. I watched as he pulled his pants off and how his member was struggling to break free. My eyes widened as I saw it spring forth as he removed his boxers. He was, to say the least, quite well endowed. Ryan crawled up onto the bed and took my knees in his hands. He slowly spread them, watching as my womanhood came into view. He looked at me and licked his lips, very slowly bringing them to my stomach, kissing down to my pubis. He used his thumbs to spread my lips apart, exposing my now very engorged clit and my dripping hole. He traced a circle around my clit, which was aching to be touched, then another circle around the entrance to my vagina. The touch of Ryan's tongue on me was almost too much, I felt all my muscles clenching. Just as I was about to reach the peak of my excitement, Ryan inserted two fingers into my vagina and took my clit between his lips and sucked on it lightly. I moaned loudly as I came, Ryan's fingers pounding into me and his lips sucking my contracting pussy. I lay limp on the bed as Ryan crawled up and knelt next to my face. I turned my head toward him as he rubbed the head of his member on my lips. I licked the head and quickly took in in my mouth. Ryan straddled my shoulders and slid the length of his penis into my mouth. I raked my nails across his backside as he pumped his hard dick into my throat. His erection grew harder and longer in my mouth. He withdrew his dick and knelt between my legs. I was a bit nervous because I'd never been with a guy before. Ryan rubbed the head of his dick between the lips of my pussy, stroking it up and down over my clit. "Ryan..." "What is it baby?" "Please... just be gentle, ok? I've never done this before." He smiled down at me and kissed me deeply. "Aw sweetheart. I had no idea. I'll be very gentle. I promise." True to his word, Ryan ever so slowly and ever so gently put the head inside me. I winced as he stretched my virgin hole wide around his dick. Ryan leaned down and kissed me as he slowly slid his entire rod inside me. He stayed there for a moment, allowing me to grow accustomed to the new feeling. A few seconds later, I nodded and he slid out and then back in. I bit my lip as he stroked in and out of me. I was moaning in a low guttural tone. "Are you ok sweetheart?" Ryan asked me "Yes baby, please don't stop." He ran his hand thru my hair as he slowly pushed in and out of me. "God, you're beautiful." I smiled, and he started going faster, pumping into me. "Julie, why don't you turn over on your hands and knees." I did as Ryan told me, bringing myself up on hands and knees. Ryan came up behind me and kissed the back of my neck, down my back, and gave me little kisses on each cheek of my buttocks. I giggled and waved my ass in the air at him. Ryan laughed and gave me a playful smack on my ass. I moaned a bit and Ryan took that as a green light to spank me again. I moaned again as he grabbed my hips and slid into me from behind. He started off slow and went harder and faster with each thrust. I felt my climax building quickly and started moaning. Ryan grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back while he pushed into me. Then he very quickly turned me over on my back again. He looked into my eyes as he made love to me, knowing I was getting close. "Ryan, I love you." My heart said this before my brain could register it. I looked up at those deep brown eyes and saw a tear escape them. I felt my own tears welling up when I saw this. Ryan ran his fingers thru my hair again. "I love you too, honey. " This was all it took. With one more thrust he sent me to oblivion. I cried out as my body was shaken with wave after wave of orgasm. My muscles contracted around him, squeezing his shaft with each spasm. He plunged into me a few more times then was wracked by his own climax. I moaned as Ryan shot his seed inside me. I trembled under him, tears of joy running from my eyes. Ryan kissed me as he withdrew from me. He lay next to me and pulled me close - I lay my head on his chest. He held me tight in his muscular arms. I fell asleep in his arms that night, and every night after. We woke the next morning and made love again before going back to the set. When we finished the movie, Ryan and I got a home together and married shortly thereafter. The honeymoon was wonderful, but that's for another story. * Coming soon.... The Honeymoon.