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Deceptions Ch. 01

By: stevieraygovan



Once again, the intrepid Jill wrote me to request a story about her favorite fantasy: "A woman in a relationship is taken by another man." For this one she requested much younger characters, which was fun for me because I enjoyed writing their dialogue.

Special thanks go to Dirk, a reader who saved this one for me after it was lost.

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I'm usually not a nosy person. Really, I swear. Although I only turned eighteen last week I am starting college now, and I think I've already developed a pretty mature attitude about not judging people. I bet it comes from my theater background. My parents met while working together on a play. I've been around actors my whole life, so that's probably where I got my laid-back attitude. What people do in private is their own business, right?

So why was I sneaking out in the middle of the night to the rec room of my boyfriend's dorm? I'll tell you why! The sounds coming from that room across the hall were driving me batshit crazy!

Practically every night, always right around 1:00 a.m., my boyfriend and I hear the moaning and thumping and muffled cries of...well, of people fucking! The guy next door, Dirk, he's constantly fucking the brains out of some woman! Actually, it's often not even the same woman. Over the last couple of weeks I've heard at least three different women crying out in pleasure.

We usually hear them right through the walls, but tonight the sounds were coming from the rec room.

It's not like I'm even there every night either. I only stay over at my boyfriend's dorm three or four nights per week, and still I hear the same sounds every time. It's like he never takes a night off!

I'm Jennifer, and J.T. is my boyfriend. Whether I stay over at his dorm or not usually just depends on my class schedule. Well, okay, it also depends on how much we're fighting. I love J.T., or at least I like him a lot. Maybe I love him, who knows? The one thing I do know is that he's fucking hot, and that's precisely the problem. He knows he's hot. Making it even worse, he knows all the little sluts around here think so, too.

My girlfriends say he looks just like Johnny Depp, but not the Pirates of the Caribbean Johnny Depp. He's more like the Ninth Gate Johnny Depp, or maybe the Once Upon a Time in Mexico Johnny Depp. He's got that same dark, careless straight hair, and that same intense yet whimsical 'intelligent, disturbed guy' thing going on. He's thin and sinewy like Johnny Depp too, with the same kind of chiseled facial features. I swear, one of these days he's going to make my boobs bleed with those sharp cheekbones of his!

I've never seen Johnny Depp's cock, but I really like J.T.'s. It's not as if I have a whole lot of experience or anything by which to compare him, though. I guess he's about as big around as a tube of toilet paper. When I hold it, I can just get my fingers to touch together. He seems pretty long, too. I've seen some pornos, and he's not like those guys, but I've used my hands to show his size to my girlfriends. They assure me that he's above average.

Whatever. I know I like his cock. I also know I'm not his first. He's told me he's fucked at least five or six other girls, and he flirts with every girl around here. They flirt right back, big time! I'm sure he's even fucked a few of my girlfriends.

That's why we fight. I don't think I'm a particularly jealous person, but would it kill him not to flaunt it so much? I mean, come on, I don't mind the occasional harmless flirting. That's fine. What I'm not so cool with is the way he practically dry humps fifty different girls every time we go out dancing. I've also seen him fully making out with them when he thought no one was watching.

It's not so much what he does, but the way he does it. Sometimes he's so blatant about his flirting that I really think it's sort of disrespectful to me. If you're going to fuck other girls, fine, whatever. This is college. People fuck a lot here. I get that. Just don't show it off so much, okay?

I try my best to make him happy, too. Granted, I didn't know much about sex when we initially got together. He was my very first. Still, I think I've opened up a lot for him. Pretty much, I do whatever he wants now, and I'm always trying to get better at it. I'm definitely no cold fish, either. I really get into it! I totally let him know how much I'm enjoying it - because I am! He says I'm the best "cock sucker" he's ever had, and ever since I went on the pill, c'mon, we fuck like rabbits!

He knows there are only two things I won't do. I won't fool around with him in front of his roommate, and I won't let him put his dick up my ass. That would just hurt too much, I'm sure.

He tried to get me to do it one night, and I wouldn't let him. Afterwards, when he went to take a shower, I grabbed one of his Sharpie markers and attempted to see if I could fit it up my ass. I'd already done it with my finger a couple of times, so I kind of knew how it would feel, but that Sharpie was a lot longer and thicker than my finger! I managed to get some of it inside me, and it felt like I was stuffed to the gills! It really didn't feel bad, though, not at all. In fact, it felt pretty good. Or maybe it was simply that I felt good, knowing I was being so slutty! I mean there I was, having just had sex with my boyfriend, and now I was trying to jam something up my ass!

I found that I liked the feeling of pressure there. Having something stuffed in my ass was actually very nice. It wasn't so big that it hurt me; it was just...different. It felt way different than having something in my pussy.

Who knows, I'll probably end up letting him fuck me there, too. I'm sure I'll even learn to love it. I love everything else now, so why not?

Yep, I have definitely come a long way in a short time. He should be happy with me, I think. I don't see why he still has to chase after all these other girls. 

It does make me wonder, though. What are they doing that I don't? What's so hot about them? What am I missing?

Whatever. We had sex twice tonight, then I guess we fell asleep. It was probably an hour or so later that I was woken by the sounds of Dirk's usual moaning and thumping. Checking on J.T., he was out like a log. I don't know what's gotten into me lately, but I was feeling hella mischievous. Even though it was really late, I just had to go see what was going on in that rec room!

I looked over at Ray, J.T.'s roommate, asleep in his own bed. He must have come in and crashed after J.T. and I fell asleep together.

Like I said, I won't have sex in front of Ray, but if I want to spend the night with J.T. then I have to accept that Ray will see us in bed together. I guess as long as I'm covered up and we're not doing anything major, I'm fine with it. A little kissing and touching is okay, I suppose. Though Ray is definitely cute, I don't need him watching me having sex with my boyfriend. That would just be too weird.

Anyway, after double-checking to make sure that both J.T. and Ray were really asleep, I got out of bed totally nude and went over to my bag to get my little silk robe. I quickly threw it on, hoping Ray wouldn't wake up and catch me standing there naked. He didn't. I don't think he's ever seen me naked. He might have caught a glimpse of my boobs once or twice, but I think I managed to pull the covers over me before he really saw anything.

I went to the bathroom and peed. Wanting to be quiet, I didn't flush the toilet. After checking again to make sure they were both still asleep, I grabbed the room key and snuck out into the hallway.

I don't know what I was expecting to find, especially since it had become really quiet. The sounds that'd woken me had stopped.

Whatever I was expecting, it definitely wasn't what I found!

The rec room in J.T.'s dorm is across the hall from us, a few doors over. I tiptoed as quietly as I could down the bright hallway, then I just barely poked my head around the corner to take a peek. Conan O'Brien was on TV, and the room was its usual mess, with empty beer cans everywhere. The cue ball from the pool table was wedged between the fridge and the counter, which was covered in Taco Bell wrappers. The whole place smelled like a bunch of old gorditas. Gross.

Then I saw him. It was Dirk, the crazy sex machine from next door.

Even though we had shared a few classes in high school, I really didn't know him very well. He was our star wide receiver, and I knew that sometimes when he was practicing with the football team across the field from us he would stop and watch me as my squad did cheerleading drills. We'd also been in a couple of school plays together, but we never managed to be in the same scenes.

All I really knew was that I always thought he was absolutely gorgeous, and I think he thought I was pretty hot, too. Still, the whole time we were in high school together we hardly even spoke to each other. I was always too busy with acting and cheerleading, then I hooked up with J.T., and that was it.

Well, I sure noticed Dirk tonight, sprawled out on his back on the red leather sofa. He looked asleep. He was shirtless, with his jeans completely unbuttoned. Even better, they were pulled down his hips, and he had no underwear on!

Check that. Yes, he did, but they weren't his, and he wasn't wearing them in the usual way. Instead, perched on his face was a pink thong! I could see his mouth peeking through one leg hole and his closed eyes through the other. Some girl had left her panties on his face before just upping and bailing on him!

Sneaking over to the little love seat by the couch, I checked him out more closely. Fuck, he's so hot. He sort of looks like John Cusack, only way more buff. He has the most perfectly ripped body, which he always did like to show off, hardly ever wearing a shirt unless he absolutely had to.

This time it was even better. Like I said, his pants were undone, and I was really checking him out. I could see his dark thatch of moist pubic hair plus the first few inches of his bare dick before it bulged beneath the open flap of his jeans. His dick was wet and shiny, and I think it was still a bit chubby. It was definitely pulsing. God, I was so tempted to pull it out and suck it. Apparently he'd just finished fucking and had sort of half-assed tucked his dick back into his pants before falling asleep. I guess the girl he was fucking thought it would be funny to leave her panties on his face as a trophy.

I couldn't see all of his dick, but it sure seemed big. It looked really thick - much thicker than J.T.'s - and it wasn't even fully hard. I could see about four inches of naked, wet cock, then the bulge in his pants continued on another four inches or so across his left thigh. 

Maybe the girl thought it would be funny to leave him that way, but I thought it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. 

It became even hotter when he rolled his face a few inches. The panties shifted, and out popped a little note!

I knew I shouldn't, but I was past the point of caring about privacy, right and wrong, or any of that stuff. I wanted to see that note! Reaching over, I gently tugged it through the leg hole of the panties. Just as the little note was sliding over his nose, his breath caught, then he sort of harrumphed. I froze, not moving a muscle. A few moments later his breathing seemed to relax again, and I took that opportunity to grab the note.

Moving away from him, I sat back in the love seat. I noticed my robe had come undone to where I could see my pussy, but I didn't care. I was only hoping he wouldn't wake up right that second and catch me nearly naked, sitting next to him alone in the rec room, reading his note. Still, I just had to read that thing.

Unfolding it, I saw that the writing was definitely a girl's, and she'd used a girly-looking pink ink. It read...

Hey, baby, sorry I couldn't stay, but I had to get going. I know how much you love the taste and scent of my pussy, so I left you these as a little memento. You definitely earned them! You left me a nice memento too! God, I can't believe how much you came inside me! Amber was right...you are absolutely amazing. My pussy will be leaking cum for weeks now! LOL! Also, I swear, no one has ever made me cum like that before. Okay, you win. Next time, I promise not to wear panties when we go out! You're right, they only get in the way! :big grin: Anyway, c-ya in class, stud boy. Xoxoxoxox (That's me kissing, licking and sucking your huge cock. Mmmm, yummy!)

I checked on Dirk again. His dick just looked so damn good. I wanted to see the rest of it. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to feel it twitch.

Jesus, I was wet. 

'Screw that lucky bitch,' I thought, grinning to myself. Taking a crazy chance, I gently removed the panties from his face and rubbed them against my wet pussy. I used her panties to soak up as much of my juice as I could, then, as softly as possible, I placed them back over his face. I was seriously considering pulling his pants all the way open so I could see the rest of his cock, until I heard footsteps coming down the hall.

Fuck. I at least wanted something before I left, so I quickly licked and kissed his wet cock. It was really warm, and I could taste the combination of his cum and the girl's pussy. I liked it - a lot.

'Jeez, I really am changing,' I thought, as I snuck back into J.T.'s room. 'I'm becoming such a total slut. I bet J.T. would be so proud of me for wanting to suck Dirk's cock.'

Then I realized how stupid that sounded, and I laughed, 'Okay, maybe not!'

Still, even if J.T. wouldn't exactly be proud of me for nearly sucking someone else's cock, I was at least proud of myself. I couldn't believe what I had done, considering how inexperienced I'd been only six short months ago. Just this very night I'd already had full-blown sex, twice. I had two loads of cum inside my pussy, plus I'd swallowed another. I was caught in my boyfriend's bed by his roommate, and I risked letting him see me completely naked when I got up to go to the bathroom. I also snuck out of our room wearing next to nothing, just to go watch people fuck. Christ, I basically rubbed my wet pussy on Dirk's face before kissing and licking his cum-covered dick. If I hadn't heard people heading towards us, I probably would have sucked him off.

He would've woken up, and there I would have been, some strange, half-naked girl sucking his cock. I would've done it, too. Even after he woke up and caught me, I would have kept sucking his big dick, I just know it. I wouldn't have stopped until he came in my mouth.

Yes, I was excited. I was proud of how daring and uninhibited I was becoming. 

Standing there in our dorm room, I smiled mischievously to myself as I watched the two sleeping guys. After taking my robe off, I just stood grinning at Ray. I went to the sink to get a glass of water, then I went between the two beds and leaned against the windowsill to look out over the empty campus grounds. Anybody outside could have glanced up and seen me naked in the window. Ray could've woken up and seen me standing nude beside his bed, my bare ass thrusting out, my naked body bent at the waist. J.T. could've woken up and seen the same thing, and he would have wondered what in the fuck was I doing?

I was definitely excited. "Your loss," I finally whispered to Ray, as I climbed back into bed.

J.T. immediately snuggled into me, spooning me. He wasn't hard, but I pressed my ass against him anyway. If he had wanted to wake up and fuck me, I would have let him.

The thing is, though, I was thinking of Dirk, and Dirk's cock, and everything that girl had said about him. I was thinking about how much cum he must have poured into her. I was thinking about what I'd just done, and what I might yet do. Even if J.T. had woken up and fucked me, I would have been thinking of the sounds those girls always make when Dirk is pounding them. Yes, even if J.T. had woken up and fucked me only four feet from Ray sleeping in the next bed, I still would've been imagining Dirk and his big, wet cock.

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When J.T. cracked his eyes open the next morning, he noticed his girlfriend sitting at the computer. With Ray sleeping only a few feet away, he was surprised to see Jennifer wearing her sexy silk robe. Pleasantly surprised, actually. Normally she wouldn't risk letting Ray catch her in something so revealing, yet there she was.

While pretending to be asleep, J.T. studied his girlfriend. He simply loved looking at her. Despite his occasional episodes of cheating, he was under no illusions that Jennifer wasn't the hottest girl he'd ever seen. He knew she was, and he was definitely proud to be with her. Besides the fact that she had become quite the eager little nympho, she was also talented, smart and funny. Maybe even more importantly, she was good-natured and easygoing. Jen was that rare hottie who also had the proverbial 'good personality.' She knew he flirted like crazy, and she probably even suspected he cheated on her, yet she didn't bust his balls about it. Though nothing was ever stated, she seemed to understand that this was their first semester out of high school - their first time out in the big, wide world - and he wanted to experience as many new and exciting things as possible.

He really had to give her credit. The only time she ever became pissed at him was when he would act like a total jerk by obnoxiously scamming on other girls right in front of her. As long as he made some effort not to embarrass her, she didn't give him any crap. She let him have his fun with other girls.

'Gotta respect that,' he decided. Even at his youthful age of eighteen he knew she was a rare find. Thinking about it, he began to wonder how she could be so easygoing and tolerant. Most girls would lose their minds if they caught their boyfriends doing some of the things she'd caught him doing. Maybe her being so accepting of his cheating might be a tip-off that she was also playing around a bit?

He honestly couldn't imagine it; not the Jennifer he knew. She was a virgin before they'd had sex, and she'd been with him almost constantly ever since. He just didn't see when she would have had the time to develop some other relationship with another guy, which he knew would be necessary before she'd give herself to anyone.

'Still,' he thought, 'just look at her. She could have anyone she wants.'

The thought of her fucking other guys sent a chill up his spine. He couldn't deny how easy it would be for her, if only she wanted it.

As Jennifer sat typing away at her computer, J.T. drank in every inch of her. She was his idea of the perfect-looking girl, mainly because she was what a lot of his friends called "odd hot." She wasn't Angelina Jolie perfect; no, she was more like a combination of Angelina Jolie and Wynona Ryder.

She was striking like an Angelina Jolie, but not quite that exotic. For one thing, she looked less Lara Croft and more Urban Goth Chick. She was very pale, with intensely blue eyes and blue-black hair cut in a severe Vampira style. She had a perfect little beauty spot above her mouth, and a cute piercing in her adorable button nose. Standing only five-foot-four, she was rather petite; very much the waif. Nonetheless, she had a brooding intensity that belied her casual, laid-back nature.

Though she had yet to acquire any tattoos, she was already extensively pierced. In addition to her diamond nose-piercing she had a pearl stud in her tongue, which she gleefully suggested getting after he told her how good they feel during blowjobs. He also really enjoyed the small hoop she'd recently added to her tight little belly button. She had a row of studs around each ear, and he knew it wouldn't be long before she decorated her clitoral hood. She'd been talking about it for weeks, and once she got an idea in her head she never stopped until the job was done.


Deceptions Ch. 01



Yes, she was stunningly beautiful, although in a somewhat non-traditional way. Odd hot, indeed.

If her face and overall look were slightly left of center, there was nothing odd about her painfully sexy body. His little girl seemed to have no idea that she was truly extraordinary, and he loved that about her.

She had a perfect eighteen-year-old cheerleader's body, with everything that entails. Although relatively short, she was all supple, toned legs leading up to a mouthwatering little heart-shaped bubble butt. Her legs were flawless works of art, and he could eat her ass for days, it was so full, round and firm. She alternated between being completely shaved versus keeping a small pelt of black pubic hair above her delectable slit. Initially he preferred her smooth and completely hairless, since that's how most of his favorite porn chicks kept their pussies, though more and more he was beginning to enjoy her pretty landing strip. He loved the way her trimmed patch held her scent, and he especially loved how he could make it out through her sheer panties.

He also loved how she could sometimes cum just from having her bright pink nipples chewed on. For having such large boobs, she sure had sensitive nipples. Usually it was the girls with small tits who had the really sensitive tips. He'd never been with a girl who could cum just from having her breasts sucked, but Jennifer would flat out lose her mind whenever he'd suck really hard and bite her nipples.

That was always the one thing he could do to ensure she'd make lots of noise during sex. He loved her moans, squeals and shrieks, but she usually wouldn't make her sexy sounds unless he was chewing on her nipples.

"I really like my breasts," was all she ever said when asked about the sounds she made.

And well she should, he thought. She had a tiny waist to go with a sculpted V-shaped torso, and her large, firm, high-set D-cup breasts almost seemed oversized on her petite body. If it weren't for her round bubble butt, she would have looked a bit top-heavy. Instead, she simply looked gorgeously symmetrical. Right side up or upside down, Jennifer had the same hourglass dimensions. Her pale, luminous skin only heightened the effect for him.

'She's insanely hot, and one day she'll come to realize just how devastating she really is. When she does, I'll be history,' he thought. He felt it was inevitable he would lose her. He knew lots of girls thought he was hot too, but where Jen was concerned he was all too aware that he'd wildly out-kicked his coverage.

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"Whatcha thinking about, Mister Dopey Eyes?" I grinned, having let J.T. play possum long enough. I'd long since turned my chair to face him, and I was smiling as I crossed my bare legs.

"I was thinking, wow, I don't know that I've ever seen you look more gorgeous, Jen," he said, with a wistful, dreamy expression. "I was also thinking...you know...what about him?" he added, nodding towards the still-sleeping Ray. "You're hardly wearing a thing. For a second there, when you crossed your legs, I thought I could see your panties."

"No biggie. He's still asleep. Besides, you didn't see my panties."

"Are you sure? I think I did. They're your pink ones."

"Yes, sweetie, I'm sure," I smiled again. After quickly looking over at the snoring Ray, I casually leaned back against the computer table and spread my robe, along with my legs. I stroked up and down my bare, moist slit; then, making a delightfully wet sluicing sound, I plunged two fingers deep inside my pussy.

"Believe me now?" I smirked. While casting another glance over at Ray, I grabbed the Sharpie from the table and slid it inside my pussy. Once I'd buried it all the way, I began a slow fucking motion; with the other hand I pulled my robe open, exposing my bare breasts. I brought one nipple to my lips for a teasing kiss before simply leaning back and thoroughly fucking myself with the Sharpie.

J.T. stared, stunned and thrilled. He made a move to come to me, but I held up my hand. "Stay there, tiger. Just watch." Raising my legs, I draped them over the armrests of the chair, spreading myself all the way open. I'd never done anything so brazen before, and I was discovering that I got off on it. Really wanting to blow his mind, I reached down to wet my finger in my pussy; as I increased the speed of the Sharpie pumping inside me, I slid my moistened finger into my asshole.

"Is this what you've been wanting, baby? You'd enjoy letting Ray see me like this, getting fucked? You want to put your cock in here?" I tilted my hips, showing him my finger driving deep inside my ass. That was the furthest I'd ever gone there, and I was loving it! I was loving it so much that I switched holes, rubbing my clit with my fingers while slipping the tip of the lubed-up Sharpie into my ass. There was only a little resistance before it popped inside.

"Do you want me to be a total slut for you, like all those other girls you fuck? Should I be as loud and nasty as the girls Dirk fucks?"

Having closed my eyes, I was talking partly to J.T. but mostly to myself. I wanted to cum, and I wanted to do it quickly, before Ray woke up and saw me.

To be honest, at that point I almost didn't care if Ray saw me.

I'd been typing an e-mail to one of my girlfriends, telling her about all the crazy things I did and saw last night. I told her everything, including how I snuck out in my tiny robe and kissed Dirk's big, shiny dick in the rec room. I described how I felt stripping down naked once I got back, and how I would have let J.T. fuck me even with Ray there in the room.

Seriously, I'd been going out of my mind with 'horny teenage girl' thoughts, until I heard stirring sounds from J.T. Turning around, I discovered he'd been awake and watching me, and that's when I dove right into my brazen display.

Now I was pounding half the Sharpie up my ass, and J.T. was watching me with a look of astonishment. 'Good. Let him be shocked,' I thought. 'I'll show him that I can be every bit as hot and slutty as anybody he could ever fuck.'

Just then I noticed Ray beginning to stir. His back was to us, so all I did was bring my legs down from the armrests. J.T. looked at me in a panic, since I didn't seem to be stopping!

He was right, I wasn't! I was still fucking myself in the ass with the Sharpie while openly pinching and rubbing my clit. Most maddening of all to J.T. was the fact that I was smiling at him like it was no big deal.

When Ray rolled over onto his back and began to sit up, I finally let J.T. off the hook. Very casually, I pulled my robe over my breasts. J.T.'s shock was complete, however, when I simply sat down on the Sharpie, hiding it by impaling myself on it! I took it all the way up my ass!

Again I crossed my legs, letting the robe slip off of one fully exposed thigh. Clasping my hands together on my raised knee, I smiled sweetly at Ray. "Welcome back to the land of the living. Rough night, honey?"

He sort of sat there blinking at me, then at J.T. "Ummm, yeah...late night. I had to get a ride home from Billy. I definitely drank too much."

Giving me a bemused smile, it was obvious he'd finally noticed what I was wearing, and that I was making no move to jump up and put some clothes on. Instead I leaned back, yawning while stretching my arms high above my head. I knew my erect nipples were showing through the thin silk, so I held that position. I wanted him to see me. I wanted J.T. to watch as his roommate ogled me.

Then I went one step crazier. When I was done stretching, I swung my legs up into an Indian-sitting position. I did it so quickly that before they knew what had happened I was just sitting there, facing them with my legs folded beneath me. I could tell that my robe was splayed wide across my thighs. I could also tell that with the way I was leaning forward my boobs were pretty much out in the open. I don't think the nipples were showing, but I bet everything else was. It was definitely the most I had ever shown Ray, and J.T. had never seen me reveal anywhere near that much of my body to another guy.

Wanting to know whether they could actually see my pussy, I tried to follow their eyes. I still wasn't sure. I thought maybe my ankles and calves might have been blocking their view. I knew the robe wasn't.

"Oh, fuck..." said Ray. Lurching up from his bed, he ran to the bathroom in his boxers, and J.T. and I laughed as we heard him pay the price for all that drinking.

I looked over at J.T., who grinned, "Wow, babe. That was an amazing show. I mean, seriously...wow."

Returning his grin, I pulled the Sharpie out of my ass and tossed it to him. While holding up the marker like it was the Super Bowl trophy, his voice took on an exaggerated tone of awe as he said, "Dude, you are my hero."

"I never got to finish. I still haven't cum," I whispered. 

"Sorry, babe. Better go faster next time."

"Maybe next time I just won't stop," I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Babe, when you were sitting with your legs folded beneath you, did you know we could see your pussy?"

"No, I wasn't sure. Did it bother you?"

"Me? What about you, with Barf Boy there? You were always such a fanatic about making sure he never saw you naked."

I smiled coyly. "You know, if you would have woken up last night, you could've fucked me with him here in the room, just like you've always wanted. I would have let you."

After studying me for a few moments, he finally said, "Something's changed. You're not the same Jen today that you were yesterday."

Offering him an enigmatic little smile, I thought, 'You're right. I'm not the same Jen now.' I was having fun teasing him, so I grinned, "Like I said, you shouldn't have fallen asleep last night. You missed a lot."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Well, for starters, how would you like to know that I ran around this room naked while you were both asleep? Ray could have woken up at any time and seen me completely nude. How would you also like to know that your sweet, innocent Jennifer did a little exploring in these hallways last night, wearing nothing but this tiny robe?"

I flipped it open and spread my legs again, showing him my pink center.

Grinning, he was about to say something when we heard Ray turn off the faucet after finishing up in the bathroom.

Quickly I added, "And what if I told you that your faithful girlfriend has now tasted more than one cock?"

That definitely made him sit up and take notice! His mouth was hanging open like a fish!

In a moment of perfect timing, Ray returned to the room, preventing J.T. from grilling me any further.

I turned back to the computer and finished my e-mail to my girlfriend. I sent it off, then deleted it from the system. Before I sent it, however, I added one little note...

P.S. - You think you're bad? I'm becoming such a slut! I just sat here in my little silk robe, chatting up J.T. and Ray while fucking myself in the ass with a Sharpie!

Grinning, I turned back to the guys, who were again staring at me.

'I could grow to like this,' I giggled to myself. 

"Hey, Jen, I was meaning to give this to you. I thought of you when I saw it. I picked it up from the student union."

Ray was offering me a flyer, and I hopped up and went over to take it. I hadn't really tightened my robe from when I'd pulled it open before, so when I leaned down to him I felt it gaping everywhere. I saw his eyes bug out, but pretended not to notice.

I took the flyer from him, and instead of going back to my seat I just plopped myself flat on my back next to him on his bed. Having a pretty good idea of how much I was exposing, I held the flyer up and read it. Taking a quick glance down, I saw that my breasts were mostly still covered, but my little landing strip was peeking out. I think my pussy was covered, though...maybe.

"Wow, you thought of me when you saw this?" I asked, sitting up to hand the flyer to J.T., who read it aloud...

Auditions being held for a major new Off Broadway theatrical play. Very avant-garde and cutting edge. Professional pay and excellent exposure are guaranteed. Contact Katherine at (212) 555-5514 to schedule an audition.

I looked up at Ray.

"Hey, you've been in plays your whole life," he said. "You've whined forever about wanting to be on Broadway, and you're majoring in theater! Give it a shot. Call her. Why not?"

I glanced over at J.T., who was grinning like an idiot. He was ogling my bare breast, which had fallen out of my robe. I smiled while tucking myself back in, and both guys playfully booed me.

"Pervs," I smirked. 

"Guilty as charged!" grinned Ray. 

Getting up from his bed, I slipped off my robe. "Avant-garde and cutting edge, huh? Fine. I need to become those things. There's no time like the present, right?"

I stood stark naked in front of Ray. Smiling at his shocked expression, I added, "I'll call her today."

I draped the robe over his startled face before heading to my overnight bag to grab my bathroom things. Bending at the waist with my ass pointing directly at Ray, I pretended to search through my stuff, all the while moving my hips back and forth. When I finally stood again, bathroom items in hand, I felt their eyes burning into my bare bottom and naked pussy as I sauntered off to take a shower. Putting a little extra sway in my walk, I turned and went back to Ray. Startling him again, I kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you for thinking of me," I smiled, breathing it into his mouth.

Alone in the bathroom, I used their little hand mirror to check myself out. I was relieved to see that my recent waxing was still good. My pussy and asshole were completely hairless, and nothing looked red or irritated. Everything was smooth and even. J.T. loves to tell me how pretty my young pussy looks, and as I really studied it, I could see his point.

It is pretty. Even though I'm young, my pussy isn't like one of those you see on a nine-year-old girl. With mine there's a little lippage. It's not some nasty roast beef sandwich, like an old hooker's pussy, but it's not just a discreet slit either.

I think it looks sexy, like an elegant painting of a beautiful woman's pussy.

I could also see why J.T. seemed so obsessed with fucking my ass. Looking over my shoulder, I saw a very nice bottom. There wasn't a hint of cellulite, and my full cheeks sat high and firm. Very curvy. Spreading myself wide open, I took my first serious look at my tight little pucker. I'm glad I waxed there, too. It's a nice companion to my pussy. They're both pink; a pretty, matching set.

'If I were a guy, I'd definitely want to put my dick in there,' I decided, then I laughed. Jesus, I'm becoming terrible!

After I took my shower, I thought it would be fun to continue with the New Me. I wrapped my hair in a towel, but that was it. Naked, I padded back into the room. Smiling at J.T.'s stunned reaction, I returned to my seat at the computer and quickly wrote my girlfriend...

I'm now completely naked, sitting at the 'puter. I'm talking totally bare-ass naked. I just showed J.T. and Ray my pussy, and probably even my asshole too, before I took off to grab a shower. I didn't put anything on when I came back out.

J.T. and Ray are right here behind me, watching me type this. They have no idea what I'm typing. All they know is this seems to be the New Jen! I think they like it!

Talkatcha some more later! Bye!

I sent it, then deleted everything again. I didn't want the guys snooping around, reading what I say to my girlfriends. 

Turning back to them, I saw that they were both still just sitting there, slack-jawed and unblinking...utterly dumbfounded.

I felt like Wonder Woman.

"So..." I began, turning directly towards Ray. I got up and went over to sit next to him on his bed. Leaning back on my hands, my legs bent at the knees, I was showing him every inch of my body. "Tell me why you thought of me for this, for real. You know they're probably looking for a professional actress with actual Broadway stage experience. I'm still just a kid, barely out of high school. All I've ever acted in are some lame school plays, plus a few commercials when I was little.

"Oh, and yes, I realize I'm suddenly allowing myself to be naked in front of you. I'm guessing you must be wondering why I'm doing this, completely out of the blue?"

Ray could only nod. Okay, he gurgled and drooled, too. He gurgled, nodded and drooled.

Setting my knees to a subtle in-and-out swinging motion, I was showing him my pussy while thinking, 'I really want to become good at this teasing stuff. I need to learn how to be just as hot as anyone Dirk is fucking.'

Continuing on, I said, "Ray, J.T. wants me to be a really sexy slut. It doesn't matter whether it's his girlfriend or any of the other girls he's fucking, that's just what he likes. See, you two probably think I don't know that he cheats on me, but I do. Here's the thing, though. He enjoys showing me off to other guys, and I need to become more daring and worldly anyway, especially if I'm to compete for things like the role in this play, so this works out great."

I grinned at J.T. His mouth fell open, but nothing came out.

Awesome! I was feeling more worldly already!

"So that's why I'm doing this..." I smiled, spreading my legs for Ray. "I'm letting you see my pussy, my breasts...everything. I consider it practice. Training. Acting. Also, yes, it totally turns me on. I love being a slut for you.

"Okay, now it's your turn. Tell me."

Though he tried to keep his eyes locked on my face, he couldn't stop slobbering over my tits, and I knew the thought of my naked pussy being right there was just torturing him. He blushed when I caught him staring.

"Ray, alright, let's try this. I want you to forget about proper etiquette for now, and just enjoy my body. It's totally okay if you don't look me in the eyes. I won't mind. I know you want to check out my pussy, so go ahead. Stare at my ass and pussy all you want, then maybe you can talk to me."

Flipping onto my stomach, I lifted my hips, offering him my ass and pussy. Rising to the doggie position, I reached back to pull my bottom all the way open. "It's okay. Look at my virgin asshole. Stare at my wet, naked pussy," I said, moving my ass in seductive figure-eights. Rolling onto my back again, I spread my legs wide and cupped my breasts. "Is this sexy enough? Will men - not just boys - want to fuck me?"

"Yes," Ray finally said.

"Yes, what?" I asked, sitting up Indian-style again. My back was to J.T.

"Yes, men will want you. Everyone wants you. You were the hottest girl at our high school, and you're the hottest girl here. All the guys already know it. Everybody wants to fuck you, Jen, even our teachers.

"Look, okay, this is why I showed you the flyer. It's like you were telling me about your drama teacher."

"You mean when he said he wants me to branch out and take some chances, and quit limiting myself to safe, boring plays at school?"

"Yeah, exactly. You told me he said you need to do some really heavy stuff, some uncomfortable stuff. If you're going to be serious about this, you have to take some chances. You gotta do some professional theater, where things aren't always so neat and safe."

"Something 'avant-garde and cutting edge,' you mean?" I smiled, leaning back on my hands again to show him my body.

"Yes."

Openly staring at my wet pussy, he really was drooling. God, I loved it.

"I agree. That's why I'm going to do it. I have a confession to make, alright? My drama teacher already told me about the flyer. He's the one who posted it. He knows about the audition, the role, the whole play. He said that all I have to do is give him the okay and he'll put in a good word for me with Katherine, who's an old friend of his. There's no guarantee I'll get the part, but I'll definitely get an audition. Professor Keener thinks I'm perfect for the role. He says I have a good chance at landing it if I just throw myself in headfirst, without fear. He also says he has a lot of pull with Katherine. Although he was only joking, I could tell he kind of meant it."




Deceptions Ch. 01



"This must be the same Professor Keener who used to show up at your old school plays," said J.T.

"Yep. Same guy. He's friends with my parents. They go way back together. That's why Mom and Dad sent me here, so I could study under Professor Keener. They told me he thinks I have a lot of potential, but I need to loosen up. He says I'm too self-conscious on stage, which is common for actresses my age. Talking to Professor Keener, he thinks this role would be perfect for me. He's saying it would do me a world of good as an actress. Even if I don't get the part, he thinks it would be great for me just to audition for it because it's such a scary role."

"What is this play, anyway?" asked Ray.

I was suddenly aware that he was looking me in the eyes. Here I was, naked on his bed, and he was looking me in the eyes without even having to force himself.

'Very good, Jennifer, very good,' I thought. Smiling, I said, "It's a very sexy play about Eric Clapton and George Harrison. It's called 'Layla.' Are you familiar with the story?"

"I know who Eric Clapton is, and I know the song 'Layla.' That's about it. I don't really know the words." 

"What about you, Mister Guitar Player?" I asked J.T. 

For as long as I'd known J.T. he was always in rock bands, playing guitar. I guess that was just one more reason why so many sluts around here drooled over him. In fact, come to think of it, J.T.'s band beat Dirk's in some "Battle of the Bands" competition back in high school. It suddenly dawned on me that Dirk was also a guitar player. Between his football stardom, his guitar player status and that big cock of his, no wonder girls were leaving their wet panties on his face!

"Yeah, I know the story," J.T. said. "We covered a few Clapton songs. We used to do the first part of 'Layla' all the time. Layla was George Harrison's wife, and—"

"Who's George Harrison again?" interrupted Ray. 

J.T. laughed, "He was in The Beatles, you retard!"

"Excuuuuuuuse me! I'm eighteen fucking years old! How am I supposed to know who was in The Beatles? They had John Lennon and Mick Jagger, right?"

"You're cute, Ray, but completely hopeless!" I giggled, grabbing his pillow to smother his face. We battled for a few minutes, and what a trip that was, wrestling naked in front of my boyfriend with his roommate. Finally I let up on poor Ray, who wasn't exactly fighting very hard anyway. He pulled me close, then we just lay together, with my head on his chest. He even put his arm around me. Nothing sexual, just warm and friendly. It was really nice.

"Okay, whatever. Continue," Ray said to J.T. Ray was looking up at the ceiling, and I snuck a glance over at J.T. Haaa! He was fully hard! He was totally getting off on seeing me naked with his roommate!

Gesturing with my eyes, I pointed out his obvious erection. Grinning sheepishly, he just shrugged and gave me a look that pretty much said, "What do you want me to say? Fine, I'm excited. So?"

I sucked on my finger for him, simulating a blowjob, and he groaned.

Again...awesome! 

"So...anyway," he continued, holding a pillow over his hard-on, "George Harrison was the guitarist for The Beatles, and his wife was called Layla. Harrison and Clapton were best friends. Clapton helped Harrison with 'While My Guitar Gently Weeps,' and Harrison gave Clapton 'Badge.' 'Layla' is about Clapton falling in love with and wanting to steal Layla from his best friend, which he ultimately did. The crazy thing is Clapton and Harrison remained friends. Clapton had a serious heroin addiction at the time of the 'Layla' recording sessions, and Harrison was one of the people who helped him beat it."

"Okay," said Ray, looking at me. "You're gonna be Layla?"

"That's the idea. It's a good thing Layla never was in the band because I can't sing or play an instrument. This will be a weird play, since it's part musical, part real-life erotic fable. The hook, the thing the producers and director think will draw people, is the Clapton-Harrison musical angle. There are going to be live song performances. Someone's got to play Clapton, someone's got to play Harrison, and I know the Clapton character is going to be playing real guitar with a live band, like it's Derek and the Dominoes. He's got to be able to sing like Clapton, and at least look a little like him too. The hard part for me is this will be a seriously erotic play. There's real nudity plus a lot of simulated sex. According to Professor Keener, this play is going to be a very big deal. The Clapton part is the starring role, obviously, but the girl who gets the Layla role will also receive tons of notoriety."

"I believe the word was 'exposure,' not 'notoriety,'" laughed Ray. "Man, they weren't kidding with that, were they? So just how much 'real nudity' and 'simulated sex' are we talking here? You don't mean X-rated, do you?"

"No, I don't think so. I know there are such things as X-rated live theater, but I don't think this one goes quite that far. It's supposed to be simulated sex, whatever that means. Nudity-wise, I'm pretty sure it will at least involve topless scenes for me. I'm not sure about fully nude. Full-frontal nudity might be a bit much to ask of the poor guy!"

"So you're going to do it? You've already decided?" grinned J.T., suddenly seeming to become quite enthusiastic about the whole thing once he heard about all the nudity and sex stuff.

Jeez, what a horndog!

"Yeah, I have," I said, giggling over his excited expression. "I haven't told Professor Keener yet, but I will when I see him in class. He said he'd set up the audition for me with Katherine once I give him the okay. I agree with him, this would be good for me to try. In the meantime, it looks like you two will reap the benefits, since I need to practice being less self-conscious about my 'performances.' So, J.T., you'll probably end up getting your wish.''

''My wish? What's my wish?''

''To fuck me in front of your roommate."

Poor Ray, he about swallowed his own head. God, I was learning to love this new power.

Wanting to see how far I could go with it, I spent the rest of the morning naked with them. I learned that while it was important in terms of my acting to become comfortable in my own skin, being completely nude all the time isn't nearly as exciting or titillating to guys as when I'm only partially exposed. Or partially covered. Whatever. The point being, Ray and J.T. soon got used to my nudity, yet they would stay excited every time I wore something really skimpy and revealing. If there was a chance that I might pop out of my top, or maybe they could get a peek up my skirt, it actually was more of a consistent turn-on for them than having me totally naked.

Later that night Ray was out again, and J.T. was working on some homework. I was feeling bored, and still a bit mischievous, so I threw on my tiniest nylon short-shorts and a tight, belly-baring spaghetti-strap tank top. No panties or bra.

I was beginning to doubt that I would ever wear a bra again, and the only reason I could think of to keep wearing panties would be for the same reason it's sometimes sexier to be partially clothed than fully naked. There might be occasions when it could be hotter to give someone an upskirt peek at my panties, as opposed to a full-on beaver shot. Then again they're both still upskirt shots, so maybe the analogy isn't valid. I don't think anybody is ever going to get bored with upskirt pussy shots!

So, yeah, most of the time I'm probably going to be naked beneath whatever I'm wearing.

I'd already talked to Professor Keener. He was delighted when I told him that I wanted to audition for the play. He said he'd set it up right away. We both laughed when I suggested my boyfriend for the part of George Harrison. I'm sure J.T. would rather play Eric Clapton, but he sure looked a whole lot more like George Harrison. Besides, he really doesn't have all that much acting experience. The Clapton role would likely be way too much to entrust to someone who'd only ever acted in "West Side Story" once in his life, in eleventh grade.

We laughed about it, but he said to bring him along anyway. "It might be fun, and he really ought to see what his girlfriend is getting herself into!"

So like I said, it was late at night, and even though I was excited about what was coming up in my life, I was bored that particular evening. I told J.T. I would be back in a bit, as I wanted to give him some quiet time to study. He said he appreciated it, then he looked at my outfit. He smacked my bare ass, most of which was showing in my obscenely tiny shorts. "Whoa, look at you! You're going out dressed like that?"

"No, not 'out.' I'm just going to crash in the game room and maybe watch TV for a while. I won't be gone too long."

"Okay, sweetie. Thanks. By the way, I think your boobs are getting bigger!"

Grinning, I jiggled my tits for him, then I cupped them. I was sort of measuring my boobs, weighing them. Hmmm. They did feel really big.

Cool!

I pulled up my shirt to flash him my naked breasts, making us both laugh. He said, "You're getting to be a total flirt, you know that?"

"Maybe, but I still have a long way to go before I'll be anywhere near as bad as you are," I said, smiling sweetly.

Squeezing my ass with both hands, he pulled my shorts up even higher. "No panties either?" he grinned.

I gave him a sly smile. "No panties either. Just my naked bottom beneath these tiny shorts."

So what did he do? With a playful growl, he leaned over and chomped down on my bare ass!

"Owww! Hey! That's gonna leave a big bite mark!" I laughed.

"So? It'll be your fault if anyone sees it. Are you planning on showing off that much of your ass in the game room?" He was laughing too, big time.

"Girlfriend abuser!" I giggled, rubbing the bite mark. Grinning, I slipped the shorts off and wriggled my bare bottom in his face. ''Maybe I'll just go like this? I bet you would love that!'' When he made a move to give me another chomp, I jumped forward and quickly pulled my tiny shorts back on. Tugging them all the way up into my crack, I turned those things into a thong. "You know what? I should show people my ass, the same way your slutty fuck-toy girlfriends always do! You know what else? I think I will! Catch you later, sweetie!" I giggled again, strutting right out the door.

Except for two mousy girls who were studying together over at the kitchen table, the game room was empty and silent when I got there. Plopping myself down into the beat up old love seat, I sat sideways across the chair. With my back to one armrest, my legs draped over the other, I settled in to read my trashy little vampire novel.

I was just beginning to drift off when I felt the air in the room change. Opening my eyes, I saw Dirk sitting on the sofa directly adjacent to me.

"Will it disturb your reading if I watch some TV? I'd watch it in my room except our cable is all jacked up right now," he smiled.

Setting down my book, I returned his smile. "Not at all. I am surprised, though."

"About what?" 

I just smirked. "Is your watch broken?"

Looking down to check it, he realized he wasn't wearing one. "Huh?" he asked, confused.

"It's almost 1:00 a.m. The train that comes rumbling through my walls each night usually arrives right about now."

"Train?" he repeated, even more confused. Getting up from the couch, he looked out the window to see if our dorm was located near any train tracks.

Trying to be somewhat gentle, I said, "Okay, I see it's definitely not your witty repartee that draws all the girls to you like bees to honey. The Dirk Train, sweetie. I'm talking about the 1:00 a.m. Dirk Train that keeps me awake most every night."

I smiled patiently, waiting.

When it finally dawned on him what I was talking about, he grinned happily. "Oh, that! Nope, not tonight. Struck out again, I'm afraid. What about you, Jen? What are you doing out here, all by yourself? Did you and that dork J.T. have another fight?"

"You can hear those?" I asked, embarrassed.

"Now who's being a dummy? Sound travels in both directions, Jen. If you can hear what goes on in my room, don't you figure I can probably hear what goes on in yours?"

I'd actually never even considered that possibility. I had just figured we weren't loud like Dirk and his women.

As I mulled it over, he returned to his spot on the couch. After studying me for a few moments, he gave me a little smile. "You're not the same Jen I always had such a huge crush on back in high school."

Oh, fuck. Dirk had a crush on me? Swear to god, I never knew. 

"What do you mean? How am I different now?" I asked, nervously swinging the knee closest to him open and closed.

Even as I began to ask him that, I realized the absurdity of it. My bare legs were propped up on the loveseat, my excited nipples were poking through my skintight tank top, and my ass was almost fully exposed. It was 1:00 a.m. and I was hanging out in a college dorm, flirting with the very Fuck Demon who'd invaded all my thoughts over the past few weeks.

Yeah, this was just a wee bit different.

My eighteen-year-old incubus smiled again. "Well, like I said, it's not as if I can't hear you through these thin walls, and it sure sounds to me like you're not the same shy, inhibited little Jen who had barely even gotten to second base. Besides, damn, just look at you. You never used to dress this hot. Don't get me wrong, you were the most gorgeous girl in our whole school, but you were always so...god, how should I say this? I mean, you were so—"

"Boring," I said, finishing it for him.

"I wasn't going to say boring. Maybe just...young? Yeah, that's what it was. You always seemed so young and inexperienced. You were still totally gorgeous, though.'' Grinning, he added, ''And it looks like you've already grown up quite a bit since we started college."

"Well, thank you for sugarcoating it, anyway. That's sweet of you. What about you, though? Seriously! When did you become the world's greatest stud? I mean, okay, I'll admit it, I always thought you were insanely hot. Big deal. You knew every girl in school was drooling over you. Now? Jesus, Dirk. You're fucking a different wild slut practically every night!"

I could not believe I had just blurted all that out. Swear to god, I about died.

I would have died with a very wet pussy, though, I noticed. Trying not to be too obvious about it, I rubbed my thighs together to double-check. Yep. My slit was drenched. I just hoped I wasn't forming a huge wet spot in my barely-there shorts. My legs and pussy were pointed right at him, so he would surely see it.

The two mousy girls gathered up their things and left the room together, leaving me and my rapidly moistening sex alone with Dirk. Holy fuck.

"Well, what else am I supposed to do?" he smiled in answer. "The girl I always wanted never gave me the time of day."

I was about to ask him who, when his piercing stare broke it down for me.

I think my pussy literally went into spasms. I had to be soaking right through my shorts. Christ, I could totally smell my cum.

Still, I steeled my nerves and pressed onward. "Me? I'm the girl you always wanted? Since when? You never even talked to me before. You've been busy fucking every girl I know, and not once did you ever come up to me and say, 'Hi, Jen. You look nice today. Let's see if we can fit you into my busy schedule, and I'll fuck you next.' Nothing. All that time we practiced across from each other on the same football field; all those bus rides together to away games; all those classes we shared, and even the plays we were in...nothing. Not a peep from you. I didn't think you knew I was alive. What, were you going to fuck every last girl in the world before you even said hello to me? What if I hadn't come out here tonight?"

"I would have talked to you, Jen."

I was really becoming flustered. Again, I just blurted it out. "How? When? The only reason I came out here tonight was because of last night, and—"

'Goddammit!' I screamed inside my head. I knew I'd royally screwed up.

Sure enough...

"Last night? What about last night?" he grinned.

I was hoping he might have figured I was only referring to the noises he'd been making with that girl, but I think he suspected there was something more.

"I just thought maybe you might be out here tonight," I said, lamely.

"So you were hoping to see me," he added, his countenance rising. Panning up my legs and over my bare stomach, his hungry gaze came to rest on my aching breasts. I felt naked, and regretted that I wasn't. I wanted to tear off my clothes, and I really wanted to suck his cock.

"Umm, yes, I was," I answered meekly.

Without even meaning to, I let my legs fall open. Risking a quick glance down, I saw that I had a very noticeable wet spot, and one of my pink lips was showing! In addition to giving me the most obvious camel toe ever, my tiny shorts weren't even covering my whole pussy!

I didn't know whether he saw it or not, but I hastily closed my legs. When I looked up at him again, he smiled knowingly.

Yes, he definitely saw. Of course he did. He's a guy. There was no way he wasn't going to look. He saw my wet pussy, and he had to know I was wet because of him. He also had to think I came out there just to show him my pussy! Fuck!

Suddenly, though, it hit me! A face-saving way out!

Before I could even consider the possible ramifications, I jumped on it...

"Dirk, I was hoping to catch you out here to see if you might like to try out with me for a play?"

Okay, that sure slowed him down. 'Good job, Jen! Stick to your story, and you'll survive this night yet!' I thought.

"A play?" he asked, clearly dubious. "You came out here to invite me to join you in a play? You mean like in high school? 'Guys and Dolls,' stuff like that?"

I pulled out the flyer, which I was using as a book mark. Handing it to him, I watched as he read it. When he was finished, I said, "My drama teacher is recommending me to the director for the lead role. It's not just any old play, either. We're talking an actual Broadway show. Okay, it's Off Broadway, but it's still a professional production, with real pay and a six-week run. I just thought you might want to get in on it too."

"Do you even know what the play is about?"

I spent the next ten minutes explaining everything. I told him about my family, including their history with both the director and the professor. Although Dirk was reticent at first, he was obviously warming up to the idea once he realized this wasn't just some big joke.

"Now hold on a second," he finally said. "You mean to tell me that there's going to be full-on nudity before a live audience, and that you and I will be naked together, performing simulated sex? And your dork of a boyfriend is trying out for this thing, too?"

Realizing I hadn't even mentioned that part yet to J.T., I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I'm sure he will at least want to try out. I know he'll want the Clapton role, but I just can't see it."

"Neither can I," he chuckled. "J.T. can't do Clapton to save his life. He could play the songs decently enough, but he used to sound horrible when he tried to sing like Clapton. Fuck it. If he's trying out, then so am I. You do realize, though, that seeing me there will piss him off to no end, right?"

"Why?"

"Jen, you really don't know about J.T. and me?"

"I know he wasn't thrilled when he found out you were going to be his neighbor here, but that's about it."

"Jen, look, let me be straight with you. J.T. hates me. He always has. During our junior year I stole his girlfriend from him, or at least that's what he says. The truth is, he never really had that girl. Once she and I hooked up, she didn't want anything more to do with him. Then I beat him out for the starting position on the football team. After that, he quit. That's why it was such a huge deal to him when his group won that 'Battle of the Bands' competition. He figured he'd finally beaten me at something.




Deceptions Ch. 01



"You think I don't notice you? You think I haven't been paying attention to you? Jen, why do you think J.T. and I are neighbors now? You know he was here long before I was, right?"

"Yeah, your room was empty when he first moved in. The first month I used to come here, we actually had some peace and quiet at night!"

He laughed good-naturedly. "Yeah, whatever. Here's the thing, though. I'm friends with the rooming committee here. Or, rather, my older brother is. He pulled some strings to get me assigned to that room."

"He did? Why? If you hate J.T. so much, why would you do that?" 

"Jen, you're not listening. I don't hate J.T. I think he's kind of a dork, and I'm jealous as fuck that he has you, but I don't hate him. He hates me. There's a difference."

"Okay, fine. Still, why go out of your way to move next to someone who hates you?"

"Why do you think, Jen?"

He wasn't smiling. In fact, he was staring a hole right through my brain. I couldn't wrap my head around it, so finally he just said it. "You, Jen. It was all you. I pulled some strings to put myself here, knowing I'd be your neighbor. If I was next door to J.T., of course you and I would eventually run into each other. Voilà. Here we are, and it's not high school anymore. There are no parents, curfews or chaperones, and our sweet little Jen is all grown up now. Pretty brilliant plan, don't you think?"

"You're saying you did all this just to be with me? Dirk, I don't get it. If you wanted me that badly, why didn't you ever say anything? You had a million opportunities to let me know. God, why didn't you just take me? You took everyone else!''

''Because I was an idiot, that's why. You're Jennifer Crawford, the straight-A student, the perfect cheerleader, the amazing actress...the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I was afraid you would shoot me down.''

''Dirk, I don't know what to say. I'm not even sure I believe you, knowing the way you manipulate girls into your bed, but even if I did, I just don't know what to say."

"Is your audition offer still good? Can you at least say that?"

"Yes, I can say my offer is still good, you goof. I have no idea whether we'll get the parts, but I think you should audition too. You'd be great as Clapton, even though it would absolutely kill J.T. to see you land that role."

"Especially since that would mean you and I would be getting naked together and having sex on stage every night," he grinned.

"We'll be getting naked together and having 'simulated' sex on stage every night," I said, playfully correcting him. "Simulated. We won't actually be fucking, or whatever. You'll still have to call up all your other little sluts for that."

"Other little sluts?" he smiled. "So are you saying you're a little slut too?"

Oh yes, he was definitely enjoying our little game every bit as much as I was.

"Maybe I am," I said, returning his smile with what I hoped was a really sexy grin. "Even you said I'm all grown up now. If you weren't so busy fucking anything with a pulse, you might have discovered that there's a lot more to your sweet little Jen than you ever imagined."

"Yeah, whatever," he laughed. "This is perfect. I'm in. I'll definitely audition with you. By the way, just how nude will we be, and are we going to have to get naked even for the auditions?"

"Professor Keener told me there won't be any nudity during the initial auditions. He did recommend that I at least wear something to show off my figure, so Katherine and the producers will know that I'll look good in the nude. The only thing he said was that I'll need to let them know if I have any big scars, tattoos, or anything else that would look bad on stage. I told him, 'Other than my piercings, no.' He was glad about that. He said I should be fine then."

Even though I already knew the answer, I grinned and asked anyway. "So what about you, Mister Sexy? Anything weird about your body that they would need to know?"

Giving him a flirty smile, I was thinking that they probably wouldn't consider his big, gorgeous cock to be a problem.

"Nope, I'm good," he said, smugly returning my smile. "Jen, you never answered my other question. Just how nude are we going to be on stage? Will I get to see what's inside those amazing little shorts of yours, or will I only get to see what's hiding beneath that incredible top?"

"Only?" I grinned, feigning offense.

"You know what I mean," he said, openly leering at my tits.

Laughing, I cupped and shook them for his benefit.

"You know you have incredible breasts, Jen. You know it, I know it, and you know I know it. Seeing your tits would be more than enough reason to try out for this play. Fuck, girl, seeing your tits would be more than enough reason to cut off my right arm. You know how awesome they are, but still...there's all the rest of you."

Yes, I was flying.

Wanting to tease him a little, I squeezed my breasts and smiled. "I really don't know how much nudity there will be, or how much sex either, but I'll go as far as they want. If we play our cards right, who knows, maybe they'll have you ravaging these every night...."

I lifted my shirt to the bottom of my tits...over the rounded swells...higher...until he was staring at my bare nipples.

"And this too..." I added, spreading my legs while slowly trailing a fingertip through my growing wet spot. Slipping aside the narrow strip of nylon that was only barely covering my drenched slit, I showed him my naked pussy. Gently caressing my soft, glistening lips, I gave him my most seductive grin. "Who knows what you might get?"

"I know what I hope I get," he said, with a wicked leer.

"Let me guess," I smirked, rising from the loveseat and making ready to leave. With my tiny shorts wedged deep into my bare ass and my top still resting above my naked breasts, I slowly strutted away, swaying my hips with every feline step.

I wanted that to be the final, lasting vision of me he would take with him to bed.

Deciding to shoot for the moon, I turned back to him with another seductive smile. "My guess is you want to wake up to the scent and taste of my hot pussy, with my wet panties draped over your face...just like you did last night."

Stunned, he simply stared.

"There's just one problem, though," I continued, grinning as I offered my parting shot. "I'm not wearing any panties, but then you already knew that, didn't you? I'd give you these tiny shorts, except I would hate to have to explain to J.T. why his innocent little girlfriend is returning from the game room completely naked, with a dripping wet pussy."

The look on his face was priceless.

"See you at the audition, Dirk."

~to be continued~

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Deceptions Ch. 02



Okay, this is becoming weird, and not a little uncomfortable.

After my sexy little late-night encounter with Dirk, I'd gone back to my room. J.T. was still up, while a half-sober Ray had stumbled in only moments ahead of me. Being somewhat shitfaced, Ray wasn't exactly shy in whooping it up over my tiny shorts and skimpy tank top.

"Whoa! Where's the party, and how come I wasn't invited?" He literally burped it out. 

I just smirked. "Nice. At least your eyes still seem to work. I'm not so sure how much longer we'll be able to say that about your liver."

"Fuck my liver! He's no fun! That's fun!" he said, pointing to my dramatic camel toe. Glancing down, I realized I'd never bothered to pull my thin shorts from my pussy before returning to our room. I also noticed that at least my lips weren't still peeking out.

A laughing J.T. smacked my ass, then he yanked my shorts up to give me another thong wedgie. When I slapped at his hand, he pulled me down beside him on his bed. "Screw it," I giggled, leaning back against the wall to face them. After I'd wrapped my arms around my raised knees, Ray pointed between my legs while sloshing out, "Didja have yourself a little accident there?"

J.T. and I looked to where Ray was pointing. I smirked again, and J.T. gave me an accusing grin when we saw what was plainly a large wet spot on my shorts, right over the mouth of my pussy. Due to the way I was sitting, those tiny shorts were sucked directly into my drenched pussy. This time it was more like a g-string, with definite lippage peeking out on either side of the narrow strip of nylon.

Deciding to tease them, I subtly spread my legs.

"Ray, I know you're drunk and all," I smiled, "but you might want to learn to develop some sort of edit function between your brain and your mouth. It's really not polite to point at and talk about a girl's body like that."

"Huh?? Since when? You've been running around here naked every night, and now I'm not allowed to talk about your body?"

"Yeah, what's up with that?" laughed J.T. "And what's up with that?" he added gleefully, going right back to the sight of my obviously drooling pussy.

"What can I say? It's a hot book," I said, holding up my vampire novel. I really didn't want to get into the whole Dirk thing with them.

Not then, and maybe never.

After peeling off my top and shorts, I climbed under the covers, laughing to myself over the hungry-dog looks they gave me when I bared my breasts to them. "Good night, guys," I grinned.

A few minutes later the lights were off, and for the first time I let J.T. fuck me with Ray in the room. I was facing Ray while J.T. took me from behind, but it didn't matter since Ray was already sawing logs.

Really, though, none of that was the uncomfortable part. I'd quickly adjusted to doing whatever I wanted in their little dorm room. Although I wasn't blatantly flaunting myself to Ray the way I had that first day, I did simply begin to dress and behave the same whether Ray was there or not.

No, the uncomfortable part came when we did our auditions for the play. First off, I quickly discovered that this wasn't merely an Off Broadway play, it was a way Off Broadway play! Talk about low-budget, and what a crappy theater! Here I was, imagining myself in a slightly smaller scale "Phantom of the Opera." Instead, this place was off of some alleyway in Times Square. The theater only held maybe a few hundred people. Still, it was a professional play, and if I landed the part I would at least have that on my résumé, along with a little extra spending money.

The initial thing that made it difficult was when Katherine politely let J.T. know she wouldn't be able to use him in the play. He was definitely bummed about it, though he seemed genuinely happy for me when Katherine said she was excited about my potential.

Things really got weird at my second audition, a couple of days later. J.T. came along again, and holy shit but was his face something to behold when Dirk walked through those double doors.

Poor J.T., he looked like someone had just run over his dog.

Katherine waited until we were all together before telling us the game plan. "Jen, I want to try having you do a scene with Dirk here. Dirk, this is Jen. Jen...Dirk."

"No need for introductions," Dirk said. "We went to the same high school. We've already done a couple of plays together."

"Excellent!" said the always bubbly, hyper-enthusiastic Katherine. "You guys should already have some familiarity with each other!"

Long story short, I got the part, and so did Dirk. During the cab ride back to our dorm, that's when things really became uncomfortable.

"I fucking can't believe it. I just cannot believe it. That asshole!" said J.T., fuming.

"What's the big deal? It's not like you really cared about being in this play anyway," I said, playing dumb.

"You're right, I really don't care. I never thought I was gonna get the part anyway. I'm no actor, and I don't look anything like Clapton. I know that. It's him! Dirk! You know how much I hate that guy! Goddammit, I can't believe it! No matter what, I just can't seem to get away from that fucker! First he gets my position on the football team. Now he's going to fuck my girlfriend again!"

This was the angriest I had ever seen J.T. It was also the most honest I'd ever seen him.

I tried to soothe his ego a bit. "Again? J.T., you're the only person I've ever fucked. What's this 'again' stuff? It's a play. It's only acting. Whatever they have us do, you know it won't be real. Come on, we're not really going to be fucking."

That's when J.T. broke down and told me his side of what happened in high school with his girlfriend, the one he said Dirk stole from him. I have to say, it was really nice to see him being a little honest with me for once.

"How come you never told me this before, especially after Dirk moved in right next to you at the dorm?" I asked. "No wonder it drives you crazy to hear him constantly fucking all those girls."

"Yeah, you're telling me. That guy is beyond lucky."

"J.T., please, as if you've ever been lacking in the frequent-fucking department. You've been having just as much sex as he has, ever since I've known you. Before you started fucking me you were doing a different girl every week, and we both know you haven't stopped now that we're together. Even after I let you fuck me - even after I let you turn me into a total slut - you still fuck plenty of other girls. You have nothing to complain about."

He continued silently fuming, until eventually his expression softened. "I know he's going to fuck you, Jen. You know it, too."

Hoping I was gauging his mood correctly, I grinned mischievously. "Maybe I should just let him fuck me. I should at least encourage him with a little teasing and flirting, don't you think? Seriously, would that be so bad? I mean, god, you're always getting on me about loosening up and becoming more flirty and adventurous. You can't deny you love it when I let Ray see me."

"That's Ray, not Dirk. Ray's my friend, and he's not trying to fuck you."

"How do you know he's not?" I asked coyly, feeding the fire.

J.T. just looked at me.

Damn it, I couldn't keep it going. First my lips curled into a shaky little grin, then I tried to suppress a giggle, and finally we both laughed.

"Okay, fine, Ray isn't trying to fuck me...at least not yet, anyway. He should be, though, so why isn't he, especially after I practically offered him my pussy on a silver platter! Aren't I hot enough?"

"Jen, please. Ray would fuck you in a heartbeat. That's about how long he would last, too, if you ever let him. He's absolutely in lust with you, and you know it."

Grinning evilly, he was back to being his usual J.T.

"Sounds to me as if you kind of like that idea," I said. I was fishing; deflecting and fishing.

J.T. thought about it for a few moments. "Do I actually want you to fuck Ray? No, I can't fully say that. I'm not sure there, but yeah, I do like the way you've been acting so much sexier with him lately."

"Oh, come on, who do you think you're kidding? When I was naked and wrestling with Ray, you totally got a huge boner. You got another one when you saw him staring at my pussy in my little shorts. I know you like the idea."

Letting that one hang there, I flashed him a teasing grin.

By saying nothing, he admitted I was right. I took another chance...

"What if Ray had fucked me that first day I got naked for you guys? I was right there on his bed, totally spreading my legs for him. I pooched my bare ass way up high, and I even pulled it open to let him look. Most guys would've considered that an obvious offer, so what would you have done if Ray had gone ahead and fucked me?"

J.T. quickly deflected. "Would you have let him?" 

"As turned on as I was, and if you didn't mind? Yes, I would have let him fuck my brains out, but that's not the point," I said, volleying it back. "We're talking about you and the way you like to show me off, and how far do you want to go with it? Would you have let Ray fuck me? Does that get you off, the idea of your friends seeing me naked and fucking me? I know on some level it does. Your hard cock always says so."

Noticing the conspicuous silence, it suddenly hit me that we were having our lurid discussion in the back seat of a moving taxi cab! I glanced forward, and the leering cabbie was scoping me in the rearview mirror.

'Whatever,' I thought. 'This is my life now. These things are going to keep happening to me, so I'd better just get used to the idea.'

I looked over at J.T., my impatient stare pressing him for an answer. Truthfully, I didn't even care about his answer. I just wanted to avoid having him turn it back on me.

I guess I really am learning more and more every day. As I become more openly sexual, I'm learning about these little verbal deception games. I'm even beginning to understand how J.T. must feel all the time, since he's always having to lie, spin, and change the subject!

"I don't know, Jen," he finally said. "I like the idea of you being so hot, especially the way you go naked in front of us and all that, but I don't know how jealous I would be if you really did it with someone else."

"You might be okay with it if it was Ray, but probably not Dirk," I offered.

"Yeah, I guess," he said, not very convincingly. "I hate Dirk. The more I think about it, though, fuck, maybe I do like the idea of him seeing how hot you are...you know, how amazing you've become lately. You're way better-looking and much sexier than any of his girlfriends, so yeah, I guess I like the thought of showing you off to him. I'm sorry, I know that's 'shallow' of me or whatever, but it's the truth. The more you make me think about it, the more I like the idea of him seeing what I have, okay?"

"But you're still not sure that you want me to fuck him, just like you're not sure whether you want me to fuck Ray."

"Yeah, maybe. Fuck, I don't know. I don't even think I care if you fuck Ray. He's just...Ray. It wouldn't mean anything to you, so it wouldn't mean anything to me either."

"J.T., you seem to be forgetting something," I said, a little shocked by his cavalier attitude. Oddly, though, I also realized I wasn't angry, and that surprised me. 'I'm really starting not to recognize myself,' I thought.

He gave me a challenging look. "What's that? What am I forgetting?"

"Uhhh...duh! Hello?! You're the only person I've ever had sex with...remember? I may be loosening up about how I dress and flirt around the dorms, but it's not like I've suddenly started fucking tons of guys! Sex is still a big deal to me, you know. I was a virgin just a few months ago, or have you already forgotten that too? Jesus, J.T., not all girls are like your porno sluts!"

"So you're saying you'd fall all in love and stuff with Ray just because you had sex with him? If I ever see you two in bed together it would mean you've fallen for him, and you're gonna dump me?"

That one actually stopped me in my tracks. 

"Umm...maybe," I said, hesitantly. "I don't know! Isn't that what it's usually supposed to mean when a guy finds his girlfriend in bed with another man? If I'm having sex with someone, isn't it supposed to mean that I feel something for him?"

"It's just fucking, Jen. It's just sex."

"Is that all we do?" I asked pointedly. "Just sex...just fucking? It could be anybody, and it wouldn't matter?"

"You know what I mean."

"So, okay, if it's 'just fucking' with Ray, why would it be any different for you if I let Dirk fuck me too? I barely even know him. By your logic, it'd be 'just fucking' with either one of them. As long as I don't have strong feelings for the guy, I can fuck anybody I want, and you shouldn't care."

"It's different with Dirk," he said.

I noticed his responses were becoming clipped. Also, his voice was losing its confidence.

"Different, how? Ray or Dirk, either way it ought to be 'just fucking' for me, according to you. If it's 'just sex,' why would you care? That's what you do, right?"

"Not with you, Jen. You know that," he said, his voice at least rising in pitch.

"Uh-huh. Okay, so if I have this straight, you don't mind at all if Ray and I have sex, but you're not sure how you'd feel if I let Dirk fuck me. On one level you like the idea, while on another it scares you."

"I never said I was scared. I said I hate the guy, and I'm just not sure what I think, other than it would be cool for me to have him really see how hot you are. You being with him that way, you know, in the play, I like the idea of making him jealous, okay?"

"You just aren't sure yet about the idea of us having sex."

"Yeah."

"Okay, what about just fooling around, though, even if it's only acting? This all started with you saying he's going to fuck me, but right now that's neither here nor there. What we know for certain is that he and I are going to be performing simulated sex in front of a live audience - including you at some point, I would hope. Watching us, how are you going to feel? Sweetie, we're going to be fully making out and fucking. Sure, we'll only be pretending to fuck, but we have to make it look good, and we're going to be making out for real. We can't fake that. So, knowing all this, do you want me to tell Katherine I can't do the play?"

"No, don't do that. It would be totally shitty of me to make you quit. Even I'm not that big of a jerk. I know you want to act, and being in this play could turn out to be a really big deal for you. Whatever happens, I'll just have to live with it. Do me a favor, though."

"What kind of favor?" I asked, impressed by his sudden change of attitude. 'Wow,' I thought. 'He actually can be a little mature sometimes. Who knew?'

"Just don't let him enjoy it too much, okay?" he grinned. Pinching my nipple, he made me squeal with laughter.

"Look, if I do let him enjoy it, I'll make sure to tell you all about it," I said, returning his grin. "Will that work? Come on, you love it when I turn other guys on. In fact, wouldn't it be better for you if I went out of my way to turn him on as much as I can, every chance I get? He'll be all crazy horny, totally dying to fuck me, but he'll know I'm yours. Wouldn't that be super hot for you?"

J.T. just smirked. "This is about to get weird, isn't it?"

"Uncomfortable too, maybe. I don't know whether I'll be able to handle it."

"Oh, you'll handle it just fine," he smiled, squeezing my hand. "You've always been weird. I'm the one who's about to become uncomfortable."

We'd reached a détente. Again...wow. He was right, though. The weirdness was just beginning, and the level of discomfiture would only treble from here on out - for both of us.

As the taxi made its way through our sprawling campus, I stared out at the mottled gray sky. The rolling grounds were an explosion of leafy colors, and kids just like me were everywhere. I saw groups of students laughing and gesturing wildly to each other. Girls were scurrying around, chatting excitedly on cell phones. Stealing a moment of intimacy beneath a blooming cherry tree, a cute couple kissed while making love with their eyes.

They were all just like me. They were kids struggling to grow up; kids trying to forestall ever having to grow up. Knowing how uncertain we were about the prospect of life beyond the safe cocoon that was our insulated little college world, most of us wanted to hang on to being kids as long as we could.

Then it dawned on me that no, most of them probably weren't much like me at all. I'd only just turned eighteen, and already I was throwing myself into the deep end. Things were about to become really intense.

Watching the last vestiges of my innocence reflected in the faces of all those carefree students, I thought, 'Welcome to growing up, on stage in New York City. You wanted this, Jennifer, and now you're going to get it.'

~ ~ ~

Wooo, a professional play is nothing like our old school plays. 

'Hectic' would be the word. Everything's hectic, with everybody always seeming to be in a huge hurry. Everyone is constantly drinking coffee, and practically every last person smokes. There sure are a lot of bitchy people, too. I guess it's the fact that this is how they're making a living. There's more pressure, so the petty jealousies and competitiveness go through the roof, at least compared to how it was in school plays. Those were just fun times; little more than extended slumber parties.

This is obviously serious business.

It's not all bad, though. Katherine, the director, is just an absolute doll. She's so sweet and friendly, and always totally supportive. While everyone else is running around pissing and moaning, she's this wonderful flat sea of calm in the middle of a raging storm. Of course I tend to hang out with her most of the time. She immediately seemed to take me under her wing, and I was more than happy to let her. Whatever she wanted me to do, I was going to do it. I just knew she would look out for me.

The first full rehearsal was kind of fun. The producers showed up, and all they wanted to see was Dirk and the band perform an actual song. That was their big thing. They didn't want the play to get trashed in the press for something as obvious as a poor performance by the band, or the Clapton character sounding horrible. It took a while, but Dirk was right, he does a fairly awesome Clapton. With the way they did his clothes, hair and make-up, along with his nailing of Clapton's body language, yeah, he was pretty deece, despite being ten years younger than Clapton was during the "Layla" era. His singing voice even sounded a lot like Clapton's, and I was shocked at his British speaking accent. It was really good!

I swear to god, once Dirk belted out "Why Does Love Got To Be So Sad," I became totally wet. I had never heard that song, but he showed me the lyrics before rehearsal. When he actually sang it that day, staring at me as he cried out like he was in real pain, I knew I was in trouble.

I'm having fun, though, especially since they always have me wearing "period correct" clothes. What that means is I get to wear real hippy chick stuff! Cool! They usually seem to dress me up in a poet's shirt and a long, flouncy peasant skirt, though sometimes I'll be in a micro-mini dress or pencil-thin leather pants, like I'm some posh Londoner. They're adamant that I never wear a bra either, which is so killer!

"Jen, you're a lot more stacked than the real Layla, you know," Katherine grinned one day before rehearsal, then she giggled, saying the critics would probably be willing to overlook that fact in my case.

I love working with Katherine. She's just so great to be around. Right off the bat she became like a big sister to me, and my new best friend. I think she likes me, too. I mean she likes me. The way she sometimes looks at me, I can tell.




Deceptions Ch. 02



I don't mind. Actually, I love it. 

One evening Katherine took Dirk and me aside to go over the script. 

Wow. I mean...wow. There was certainly a lot of nudity, that's for sure. I was to be completely topless for three scenes, and in another we were supposed to trade off giving each other oral sex! There was also one where we climb into bed together and fuck, and not just missionary either. They wanted us to do it in a couple of positions, including having me on top, riding him like crazy.

Katherine explained that for some scenes the lighting would be really dim, or almost completely dark. Either that, or we'd be covered by the bed sheets. Or both. She said the lighting would be super important during this one scene that had us ending up in a "sixty-nine." I didn't want to tell Katherine, but I didn't even know what that meant.

Reading the directions in the script, I soon figured it out! Jesus! I hadn't even done that yet in real life!

"This is all supposed to be faked?" asked Dirk. He seemed dubious as to how we could possibly fake some of this stuff without looking totally lame.

"Yep," she said. "Actors perform simulated sex scenes every day, even in live theater. Most of the time, they're simply covered with a sheet or whatever. When that's not possible, it's usually just a matter of lighting and positioning. The point is to make it look like they're really doing it, without showing the audience too much."

She explained that some of the scenes required Dirk to be fully nude, though he probably wouldn't be facing the audience then. She was still debating that one. She added that although I would be topless, and the audience would see my bare breasts, I would always at least be wearing panties.

Okay, I was prepared for that. I knew there would be partial nudity, and for a woman that usually means going topless, but I was pretty shocked that Dirk would be totally naked.

One of the first scenes she had us rehearse was an argument that ends with the two of us flinging ourselves into each other's arms for a long, hot kiss. She wanted to see how convincing we looked together. "Okay, that was great. Now let's do it again. Make it real," she kept saying, almost like a mantra.

She always wants us to be more convincing. Above all else, that's her biggest concern. No matter what we do, her comments follow that same theme. "Dirk, that's not how you would do it to her in real life, is it? Do it the way you'd really do it!" Or her favorite one: "Jen, you want this man like crazy, but you're conflicted. Show it. Show him. Show the audience. Show us how desperately you want him!"

'Now isn't that ironic?' I thought, smiling to myself.

She's always so wildly supportive, constantly saying things like, "Jen, I know you can do it! This is a piece of cake for an actress like you!" 

She is just totally awesome. Not only does she always make me feel like I can do it, she absolutely makes me want to do it. She shows so much confidence in me, I never want to disappoint her.

Telling J.T. and Ray about the script and the first rehearsal was...interesting. Ray couldn't believe I was going to be giving a "blowjob" on stage. He thought it was the coolest thing ever, especially once I told him that Dirk would be returning the favor by going down on me. Slobbering like an excited basset hound, he begged me to sneak him into the next rehearsal. He was only half kidding, and I think the half that was kidding was only kidding. J.T. actually grunted when he found out that Dirk would be fully nude with me, at least for one long sex scene.

He asked, "If you're always supposed to keep your panties on, why does he have to be naked?"

"Maybe Katherine just wants to see his big dick!" laughed Ray, which made me laugh too. Even J.T. couldn't help but snerk over that one.

"I don't really know," I said to J.T. "All I know is she thinks it's important for believability, which is always her big thing. She said it would mainly be important for the sixty-nine scene. Or maybe it was the morning sex scene? I'm not sure, actually."

"You're gonna do a sixty-nine scene?!" exclaimed J.T. "Do you even know what that is?"

Since Ray was listening, I was going to lie, but I decided not to. "No, I didn't, not at first," I admitted, blushing. "Then I read the script some more, and it was pretty easy to figure out."

"You always were a smart girl," Ray quipped. 

J.T. had a pained expression, as if to say, "We haven't even done a sixty-nine yet!"

I just shrugged. What could I say? What I did manage to offer was that it was only acting; it wasn't as if it would be real.

J.T. finally blurted out, "Why is all this crazy sex stuff necessary anyway? I thought it was supposed to be a musical, with just some occasional nudity and a little playing around beneath the sheets."

I told him what I knew. "They want something exciting and different; something that will scandalize an audience and create a stir. They say this hasn't been done before; this story, told this explicitly. They think it brings these people down to earth, these gods, Eric Clapton and George Harrison. Rather than be so polite about it, the way people always are when they approach these kinds of subjects, the writer and the producers and Katherine all agree that by showing the real human element of the lust between Clapton and Layla it will make the story much more believable. They also figure it will be a whole lot more exciting for the audience. They're banking on the Perv Factor to help put 'butts in the seats,' as they put it. Anything to get more publicity, really."

~ ~ ~

Before the next rehearsal, Katherine took Dirk and me aside again. "Okay, let's start getting you two used to being with each other without any clothes on. We're going to have to do it eventually, and I want you guys to look natural when you're together. You need to be able to move around on stage without looking like you're terrified of being seen naked, either by each other or especially the audience."

The first thing she had us do was go to our dressing rooms and change. She wanted me in nothing but panties and a little silk robe, while Dirk was to slip into a pair of matching silk pajama bottoms.

When we came back out, she cleared the stage except for one lighting guy.

"Ignore him. Get used to ignoring him, and everyone else too. It's just you two, always," Katherine said.

She had us recite our lines to a scene that comes to a climax when I cry out to Dirk, "You know I love you, but we just...can't!" This was to be followed by Dirk pulling me in for a smothering kiss, silencing my protests. That's exactly what he did, and he sure dove in with gusto! While crushing our lips together, he held me close, forcing my breasts against his chest. Our kiss was only supposed to last about ten seconds, but Katherine must have lost track of the time because she let us go on for what seemed like forever!

When we finally broke the kiss, she smiled with a look of obvious satisfaction. "That was good. Give me more."

He kissed me again, and this time I felt his tongue trying to slip between my lips. When I tentatively parted them, he slid right in; from there I couldn't help myself. Opening all the way, I moaned into his mouth, then we simply started tongue-lashing each other. As we were kissing, I could feel his huge dick pushing into me. He moved his hands down to my barely covered bottom, pulling me against his cock. I pressed my breasts to his bare chest, and we basically just made out in front of Katherine.

It wasn't long before his hands slid beneath my robe and directly onto my ass, then he began squeezing my bottom and grinding his hard cock right into my pussy. Finally Katherine said, "Okay, stop. That was excellent. That's what I want. Always, guys, exactly like that. Jen, that was perfect. At first you seemed a little uncertain, then you gave your mouth to him, and your body totally softened. Dirk, you couldn't help yourself. You just want to devour her! Again...perfect! You two look gorgeous together!"

I was fucking flying. That was so hot!! I just wished she hadn't stopped us. I absolutely loved when Dirk slid his hands onto my ass. Katherine didn't even tell him to do it, which only made it that much hotter. It was like making out at a drive-in movie, with my best friend watching from the front seat.

God, it was so sexy. My pussy was screaming. 

As soon as Katherine had us stop, her eyes and mine immediately locked on to Dirk's enormous erection, which was making just a crazy tent in his silk pajamas. He tried to turn away from us to hide it, and Katherine laughed, "Awesome! You two are so awesome together! That's the kind of passion I want! See what you did to him, Jen?"

Oh yeah, I sure saw. I felt, too.

When we went to change back into our normal clothes, Dirk came to my dressing room. He was still wearing his pajamas, and I was sitting at the vanity in my little robe. I couldn't help it; I had to check out his cock again. Though he wasn't fully erect anymore, he was definitely at least semi-hard, which I could clearly see in his skimpy pajamas. As I watched his long, thick shaft bob and sway beneath the thin silk, the circumcised head looking like a ripe apple just waiting to be plucked from the tree, my mouth watered. I think I even bit my lip.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," Dirk said, following my gaze down to his rising erection. "I know this isn't professional. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get like that out there. I just couldn't help it."

I was actually touched by his seeming sincerity. Either that or I was just touched in the head, blind to his bullshit.

"It's perfectly okay, Dirk. Katherine told me to expect it. She said it happens all the time, and it's just part of the job. Anyway," I grinned, never taking my eyes off his jutting bulge, "who said I mind?"

"Really? You don't mind?"

"Dirk, why would I? You're a great-looking guy, and isn't it usually considered flattering to a girl when a man reacts to her that way? I mean, come on, we were pressing together and totally making out, and our hands were all over each other. I think I'd mind a lot more if you didn't get hard for me. Besides, Katherine said she loved it. That's what counts, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so," he grinned, appearing to regain a bit of his usual spark.

Though I enjoyed his moment of humility, what I really like about Dirk is his sexy confidence; that, and his cock. I already knew that I liked his spectacular cock a whole lot. Still, it was great to see his playfulness return.

"Now, if you wouldn't mind..." I said, slowly untying my robe, giving him his cue to leave.

He smiled, reluctant to go.

Turning my back to him as I slipped the wispy silk from my bare shoulders, I watched him in the mirror. When our eyes met, I grinned. "Scoot. Don't be so impatient. You'll have plenty of opportunities to see me naked."

His cock rose majestically in his pajamas, and he continued to smile. Damn. If he hadn't left my dressing room then, I would have let him take me right there.

~ ~ ~

"That had to be the funnest thing ever!" I gushed, writing my girlfriend Steph an e-mail that night. She just couldn't believe all the things that had happened with me in the past few weeks. As I sat at the computer in J.T.'s room while he and Ray watched TV only five feet away, all I had on was a pair of really tiny panties. My going topless around the boys was an amazing thing to Steph, yet anymore I didn't even think about it.

I had learned there was a fine line regarding what I should tell the guys about my rehearsals and, maybe more importantly, when I should tell them. Sometimes J.T. would seem to become agitated; other times he'd just turn super horny. I liked it a lot better when he would get horny, yet I had to be careful with it because we'd progressed to the point that he was openly fondling me right in front of Ray. At first I was reluctant to let him do that, but then he'd say, "Baby, you're going to have hundreds of people watching you make out and have sex every night. You'll be constantly groped, licked and fucked in front of everyone you know, so why worry about this?"

When I eventually had to admit he was right, it was like I'd declared open season on my body. I would tell him that Dirk squeezed my bare ass or whatever, and if Ray wasn't there he'd go into a frenzy, fucking me like a maniac! Soon enough I was letting Ray watch J.T. finger my pussy and play with my breasts while I told them about that night's rehearsal. The guys always begged me to take off all my clothes for "story time," until it became this hella fun game where they would wait to see whether I'd stay partially dressed or get completely naked the moment I walked through the door. If I stripped nude, they knew I was going to have something really juicy for their listening pleasure.

J.T. would always want to fuck me while I recounted the sexiest parts of my day for them, and finally one night I let him. After coming 'home' and immediately getting naked, I was describing how Katherine kept putting her hands on my ass during one of the make-out scenes. She was positioning me at different angles to the audience, trying to come up with the best way to hide Dirk's gigantic erection. At least that's what she said, but everyone laughed when a stagehand shouted, "Katherine, we all know you're just using this as an excuse to grab Jen's ass!"

Katherine laughed too, calling out, "Yeah? So? You're just jealous!" Grinning, she gave me an affectionate pat on the bottom. "They always have to spoil my fun," she whispered.

J.T. was finger-fucking me the entire time I was telling the story, and Ray was hanging on my every word. I have to say, I loved the way he was totally dying over me. He seemed spellbound, just staring at my breasts and pussy; it was like he couldn't decide where to look. Eventually J.T. and I went ahead and slid under the covers, and J.T. took off his shorts. I was on my stomach, my head cradled in my arms, with my horndog boyfriend stretched out on top of me. Since I wasn't saying no, he immediately drove his cock straight into my pussy. God, he was so turned on; his dick had never felt that rock solid before. Without any build-up, his hips started bombing away at my bouncing ass. He was fucking me hard and fast; we were making no effort to hide what we were doing. Though Ray couldn't see the actual penetrations, he certainly heard the rhythmic sounds of our bodies slapping together, and J.T.'s butt moving up and down beneath the sheets had to be more than obvious.

The whole time we were fucking I was writhing on the bed while pouring on the hot, breathy sex-talk, trying to drive them both completely out of their minds. "Mmmm, yes, fuck your little slut's wet pussy...make me cum on your hard cock..." I moaned, throwing off the sheet so Ray could watch me take my pounding doggie-style even as I continued to pant vivid descriptions of Dirk absolutely molesting my aching tits and bare ass only a couple of hours earlier.

'So, here I am,' I grinned to myself, turning my body to give Ray a clear view of my raised ass being split by J.T.'s driving length. 'I have one guy's cock buried deep inside me, another guy with a huge hard-on is watching us fuck, and they're both getting off on hearing about a third cock that was pushing into my pussy all night!'

It was just crazy.

Making it even crazier, Ray began openly beating off. Though he kept himself covered by his sheet, he was obviously spanking away. Eventually he shot me this awesome look of desperation, as if to say, "I can't help it!"

While J.T. continued fucking me, I just smiled, nodding to Ray that it was okay. "Keep going," I mouthed. When his arm started jerking faster, I grinned my approval.

After letting loose with a killer groan as he finally shot his cum inside me, J.T. collapsed onto my back. Rolling away, he curled up against my side. I turned towards Ray, who was stroking himself a little more slowly. He kept staring, his expression pleading.

"I'll be back in a bit," I whispered to J.T.

Naked, with a pussy dripping fresh cum, I moved over to Ray. Kneeling by his bed, I gave him a warm smile while taking a handful of covers. "May I?" I asked softly.

Lust fought with terror in his eyes, and I guess lust must have won. He nodded, giving me the okay.

I pulled back the covers, and there was his hard cock in his hand. It was about the same length as J.T.'s, but a lot thicker. The veins were just intense, they were bulging so much. After removing his hand from his throbbing dick to place it gently on my breast, I took his warm cock into my mouth. My plan was to give him the best blowjob ever, and I started going down on him. The thing is, I didn't even complete one up-and-down sucking motion before he erupted on my tongue while crying out, "Fuuuuck, Jen!!"

Though I tried to keep up and swallow each blast, there was so much cum that some of it spilled from the corners of my lips. I kept sucking, thoroughly cleaning every inch of his thick shaft; also, since he came before I could even get the whole thing inside, I still wanted to take the rest of it. One good thing was that he seemed to relax a little once his orgasm was done. I could tell, because it no longer felt like he was trying to rip my nipple off! My intent was simply to enjoy having his entire cock in my mouth, yet it soon became apparent that he wasn't softening like J.T. always does after I swallow his cum.

Nope. Ray stayed hard as steel.

Taking the whole thing down, I went seriously crazy on it; licking it, sucking it, nibbling on it, swallowing it deep into my throat. I wanted to make sure that no matter what he would always remember the first time I really sucked his dick. Finally, after giving him a good, long, wet, proper blowjob, I pulled away. "Hope you don't mind sloppy seconds, but I still haven't cum yet..." I grinned, sliding my way up his body. His expression was one of stunned disbelief when I straddled his hips before placing his amazingly hard cock at the entrance to my dripping cunt.

Yes, I was thinking of it as my cunt, not merely my pussy, and my cunt wanted fucking. My cunt hungered for another huge load of cum, just like the one that same cock had rocketed into my tummy.

Most of all, my cunt just wanted to cum from the pounding of a wickedly hard erection.

Spreading my soft pink lips, I eased myself down onto what was only the second cock ever to go inside me.

"Fuck me, Ray. Cum inside me again, the way you came in my mouth," I moaned. Taking his hands, I set them on my bare ass and had him spread it open as I drove up and down. Soon enough he got the gist of what I wanted, which was for him to hold me by my bottom and wildly toss me around on his thrusting cock. When his fingers began to slide into my crack, towards my tight little asshole, I couldn't help but arch my back for him. Moaning even more hotly, I hissed, "Yes...do it...put your fingers in my ass. Fuck me there, too...mmmm...while your big cock fucks my pussy...."

He hesitantly began to explore my ass, so I reached back and guided his thick middle finger directly into my tiny star while lowering my breast to his mouth. When he bit my nipple, I exploded in a huge cum before crashing against him.

For the next twenty minutes we fucked like porn stars. I took him every way imaginable; riding him hard, letting him drill me from behind, rolling onto my back and spreading my legs wide...just loving his sexy cock pounding deep inside my pussy. "Harder," I panted into his mouth as we kissed. "Cum inside me, baby. Fill my hungry cunt, and keep fucking me in the ass...."

Bam. Crying out even louder than the first time, he totally lost it. Judging from his whole-body spasms and the incredible flood of pulsing warmth spreading throughout my happy pussy, he must have unloaded at least five solid blasts of thick, creamy cum inside me.




Deceptions Ch. 02



I thoroughly loved every second I spent in his bed. The main thing I loved wasn't the actual sex; it was the control. I was learning how to make men cum, and also how to make myself cum. Even better, I had grown to love cum; in my mouth, filling my pussy, glistening on my breasts...anywhere. As Ray was fucking me, I realized I wanted it in my ass, too.

Now I almost can't wait to get fucked in my ass. Though I'm barely eighteen, I think I'm already learning how to be a great lover. One thing for certain is that I know I adore having sex.

I also learned that at least where Ray is concerned, J.T. was absolutely right. It really was "just fucking." Without a doubt, it was only sex. We totally fucked each other's brains out, and I was perfectly fine with it. J.T. supposedly fell asleep and missed the whole thing, but whether he was actually watching or not didn't even matter to me...and that's the whole point. I can fuck someone just for sex. I love to fuck, and I obviously don't need to be in love to do it, or to enjoy it. I simply love the sheer power of it. I don't love J.T., and I don't love Ray either, yet I love having sex with them.

I just have to be turned on, then I need someone who will fuck me well enough to make us both cum.

Maybe I am becoming a slut?

I decided that I probably am, and also that I love it. If this is what being a slut is, fine, I'm a slut. Sign me up.

~ ~ ~

The next rehearsal was amazing.

For starters, Katherine had us practice the first blowjob scene. It cracks me up just to say that!

The first blowjob scene.

I mean...really? The first blowjob scene? What, one wouldn't be enough?

God, Steph was going to die laughing.

Anyway, Katherine had us recite our lines, then she began positioning us to see how we would look to the audience. Trying different locations and body angles, she'd have me kneel before him and lean down over him; sometimes by the couch, other times beside the chair, or maybe next to the bed. Nothing seemed to work for her, so she kept moving us all around the stage.

"Guys, I want to try something," she finally said. "What's bothering me here is the obvious fakeness of this scene. We're not doing porn, so I can't have it look as real as I would like. Still, we can do this. I know it's different from what we talked about, but I really think it will work better. We need to use lighting to help us imply what we can't actually show."

She called out to the lighting guy, telling him to watch for her signal before gradually darkening the stage.

"Okay, Dirk, I want you on the couch, leaning back against the armrest. Jen, I need you kneeling beside him. I'm thinking you can start by kissing his chest and stomach. When he reaches over to turn off the lamp, slowly undo his pajamas. While you're doing that, the main lights will dim. You only need to make the initial motion, like you're undoing the snap. Once Dirk clicks off the lamp and the stage lights go down, you'll be in relative darkness; not complete darkness, though. I still want the audience to be able to make out your shapes. That's when you begin sucking his dick."

I laughed, and she did too. "Just use your body to shield what you're doing. Seriously, I need it to look like you're really sucking his dick. I want you to go totally crazy on it. I want to see your head and shoulders moving up and down, and I definitely want to hear your wet sucking sounds. This is an intense, sexy scene. It's going to last for at least a couple of minutes. Finally, with Dirk unable to take it any longer, he pulls you into the sixty-nine. Let your little robe hang down; once you're on top, it will cover most everything you do. The sixty-nine should last for another few minutes, and I want you both to have killer orgasms, especially you, Jen. You're being taken from your lover. You need to be overwhelmed. Dirk's gotta give you a damn good reason to leave your man, who's not just any man. He's a fucking Beatle! So, after you explode in a wild cum, you'll collapse on top of him before spinning around to kiss him again, then we'll completely darken the stage to end the scene. When the curtain drops, you guys go get ready for the next one."

She gave me a big grin. "Got all that? Again, I really need you to sell it. Passion, guys, passion. Make us believe it."

Yow. Dirk and I were blown away. This time he didn't even bother to be embarrassed; he simply let his cock grow until it was jutting out like a baseball bat as Katherine and I openly stared at it. Eventually dragging my protesting eyes back up to his face, I gave him a happy smile. Katherine, though, she just bopped the head of his insane erection with her clipboard, laughing, "That's the spirit! You desperately want to drive that huge dick inside this young, beautiful girl, and who could blame you? Now let's do this! I want it hot!"

After reciting our lines, we started kissing next to the couch, with the lights medium-dim. Dirk was so out-of-his-mind horny that he wasted no time in jamming his silk-covered cock straight into my pussy, then his tongue was in my mouth. I wasted no time either, immediately pressing my tits and pussy against him while sucking his tongue like it was a miniature cock. Right away his hands went beneath my robe, lifting it as he fondled my ass. All I had on were white bikini panties; when he slid his hands inside, fully cupping and squeezing my bare bottom, Katherine exclaimed, "Excellent! That looks fabulous! Awesome ass, Jen! Keep going!"

I couldn't help it. I giggled into Dirk's mouth at that "Awesome ass, Jen!" comment shouted across an auditorium. Everything with Katherine was "awesome," and she was such a nonstop cheerleader. I totally loved that about her.

Dirk let me finish giggling before whispering, "She's right, though, Jen. You do have an awesome ass." Nipping my bottom lip, he added, "And I can't wait to taste it." 

That shocked me right back into the moment, and there was Katherine again, calling out, "That's good! Keep whispering to each other! We can't hear it, so it doesn't even matter what you're saying, but that's what real lovers do. The whispering is great, guys. It's the perfect touch!"

Giggling again, I whispered, "Who said anything about tasting my ass, hmmm? There's nothing in the script about eating my ass. You're only supposed to eat my pussy, and I'll always have panties on."

"Who said I was talking about the play? You weren't wearing any panties the other night in the rec room," he grinned, pulling back to look me in the eye.

"Oh...god," I moaned. 

Maybe I couldn't have everything I wanted just then, but I could at least have something, and I was determined to take it.

Totally spacing out on Katherine's directions, I whispered to Dirk, "Turn that damn light off already. I need to suck your cock."

After a brief hesitation, he reached over and clicked it off. Grinning, I went straight to my knees. The house lights dimmed, and boy did they dim! I wasn't expecting it to be so dark! I looked over to where I knew Katherine was sitting, and I couldn't even find her. Turning back to Dirk, I could see him easily enough from the little bit of ambient light coming from the side of the stage. He smiled as I ran my hands up his thighs and across his stomach before bringing them to his cock. I was supposed to have him lean back onto the couch, but first I wanted to enjoy a few moments of exploration, caressing and squeezing his to-die-for dick.

"Fantastic!" laughed Katherine. "Jen, I like your way even better. Keep going with it. Just do whatever comes naturally. You two look awesome!"

With my hands returning to Dirk's sexy stomach, I nuzzled my face against his erection. Brushing my cheeks and lips up and down his silky length, I paused to give it a playful growling bite.

"Hey! No teeth!" he hissed, grinning.

Giggling again, I bit a little harder. "Shhh! You just hush, cock boy! You're mine now!" I whispered, softly mouthing the tip through his pajamas. Knowing that I needed to get on with it, I positioned him lengthwise on the sofa.

The back and arms of the couch were so tall that nobody to the rear or on either side of the stage could really see him. Only the audience would be able to see him, and it was my job to shield his midsection while pretending to suck his cock.

Debating whether to go for it right away or keep teasing him, I ran my fingertips provocatively along his waistband.

Dirk made the decision for me by pulling my head down to his stomach, ostensibly to hide what we were supposed to be doing. Squeezing his hips, I began nuzzling his tightly muscled abdomen with my nose and lips. While moving my face in sensual circles, the thought occurred to me that I never should have cut my hair so short. I wanted to fan it out to help cover us, but my shoulder-length Goth cut wasn't nearly long enough.

No biggie. During the actual performances Dirk and I will be wearing "early '70s long hair" wigs, as Katherine describes them.

On the plus side, J.T. tells me he likes that he doesn't have to keep moving my hair away to watch my face when I suck his dick.

That thought made me giggle, which made me giggle even more over the realization that I'm really still just a goofball teenager who giggles at everything. I giggle at the silliest sex stuff, always at the dumbest times. It reminded me that Dirk's slutty girlfriends probably don't constantly giggle like nine-year-olds, the way I do. Well, too bad! I giggle a lot! So what?

"You are such a retard. What are you giggling over now?" Dirk whispered good-naturedly.

Being called a retard on stage by the guy whose dick I was about to suck made me giggle even more! 'God, this is so awesome!' I laughed to myself. "Sorry!" I finally whispered. I suppressed my giggling fit by planting my lips on his belly button. He groaned when I stuck my tongue inside and wiggled it around, then I slid my mouth all the way down his "happy trail" to his waistband. Using my teeth, I unsnapped the button before giving his cockhead a teasing nip. Once I had the pajamas undone, I just mashed my face into his pubic hair and nuzzled there for a while. His rock-hard cock was to the left of my face, between my head and the back of the sofa.

"Looks great, Jen! Love the nuzzling!" 

Again Katherine's shout of encouragement made me crack up. This time I laughed out loud.

"Sorry!" she giggled from across the auditorium. "I'll try to shut up now!"

Dirk whispered, "Jen, stop giggling already, and suck my cock! Come on, I'm dying here!"

Grinning, I ran my face along his hard shaft, most of which was still covered by his pajamas. When I made it to the enormous mushroom tip, I nudged the jammies aside with my nose; after baring his huge dick, I pressed my cheek to it, savoring its warmth. Stroking my face back and forth along his pulsing length, I stopped to nip at the junction where the base of his shaft meets his lower abdomen. His cock sprang straight up alongside my jaw, so I turned to it while forming my mouth into an 'O' shape. Placing my lips on the hot flesh, I trailed all the way up and down one side of his thick pole before pressing it flat against his thigh with my cheek. Using my hand to hold it down, I planted a row of kisses on the other side of the shaft, right beneath the throbbing head.

A drop of pre-cum dribbled from the slit. Delighted, I licked his flared crown. "Yummy," I whispered, smiling over the torture I was giving him.

"Jen, please! Put it in your mouth!" he hissed in desperation.

I took that opportunity to spin around, placing my panties-covered bottom right over his face. Leaning down, I buried my mouth in his smooth, hairless balls; gently biting them, I tugged on the bare skin.

I let out a shriek when I felt his teeth latch on to my pussy through my panties. He simply took my entire sex into his mouth and began sucking on it! I was so excited that I came almost instantly, completely drenching my panties. I heard him sputtering, trying to find his breath as I humped my trembling pussy against his face. With my ass wildly hopping up and down, he pulled my panties aside to jam two fingers deep into my hot cunt. Once he started fucking me, I flopped my upper body onto his legs, positioning my face and shoulders between his cock and the audience.

Grabbing his dick at the base, I brought it to my mouth; feeding it inside, I took as much as I could and began giving him a thoroughly wet, noisy blowjob.

'Finally, I'm sucking your cock,' I thought triumphantly. When his satisfied groans joined mine within the echoing auditorium, I grinned around his thick dick and sucked even harder.

Katherine clapped excitedly, but for once she managed not to say anything.

I treated myself to two long passes before relaxing my throat and taking his cock all the way down. When I buried my nose in his balls, showing him that I'd taken every inch, I felt his entire body spasm. I held that position, moaning happily as he poured his enormous load into my tummy. Though I wanted to pull back and taste his cum, I just kept my head still, letting him fully enjoy his orgasm.

There would be other times, I knew. Besides, by swallowing every last drop I left no evidence that we'd really done it, right?

When he was finished cumming, I discreetly tucked him away and snapped his jammies closed before spinning around again to stretch out on top of him. Immediately he slid his hands beneath my robe, cupping my ass. I loved the feeling of his big hands on my bare bottom, and I told him so. "Mmmm, I finally got to suck your gorgeous cock, and your hands feel so perfect on my ass. I think I'm really going to like doing this play," I whispered.

"Me too," he grinned between kisses. "You have an incredibly great ass."

"Oh yeah? Well you have an incredibly awesome cock...maybe even too awesome. I'm going to have a tough time hiding what we're really doing if I suck your beautiful dick every time I see it, which is exactly what I always want to do. We're gonna get busted for sure!"

The house lights dimmed to pitch-black. When they came back on, an applauding Katherine shouted, "Yes! That was excellent! You guys are just awesome together!"

After we were dressed and done for the day, Katherine took us aside for another of her little pow-wows. Grinning, she said, "Look, guys, I've been thinking. I know, scary, right? Anyway, Jen, that scene was super hot, but realistically any man who was in Dirk's position would want your panties off."

"Definitely," Dirk said, nodding sagely.

I just had to laugh. "Jeez, Katherine! So now you want me to go pantiless, too?"

"Well...yes, I do," she answered, smiling sweetly. "In fact, I think I'm also just going to have you take Dirk's pajamas all the way off in this scene. It makes sense for the flow of the story, since the next scene has you both naked in bed. The audience will see Dirk fully nude at the beginning of that one. There's no way you'd put your panties back on after doing a sixty-nine, not when you two are headed to bed to make love. The question is how to do it? Do we have you take your panties off as part of the make-out scene, making a big production of it, or are you simply not wearing anything beneath your robe in the first place? Maybe we get you completely naked during the sixty-nine scene, like Dirk's going to be."

"Don't we still need my robe to help hide what we're supposed to be doing? Dirk has a really big cock, so it's going to be difficult enough as it is to keep the audience from seeing it if he keeps getting hard like this..." I said, reaching down to grasp his erection, which she could clearly see for herself anyway.

Watching me stroke his firm length, she smiled. "Sweetie, as long as you're in this show, I'm sure he'll be constantly hard. Okay, you're right, I think we ought to start off by keeping the robe, at least until you're done with the sixty-nine. Here's what we'll do. This will be much sexier. Next time, Dirk, when you're kissing Jen in front of the sofa, reach up beneath her robe and pull her panties down. This is before she gives you the blowjob. We'll go ahead and make it a big production. Nothing's sexier than watching a woman take her panties off, especially when a man does it for her while she's still standing. That one little part, when the woman wiggles her hips to help the panties slide over her ass and down her thighs, then that last part, as she gingerly steps out of them? There is nothing hotter. It's like the dropping of the flag at a car race. It's the final barrier removed...permission granted. Complete surrender. I'm telling you, it's the hottest fucking thing on the planet. It always is. And with Jen's perfect, amazing ass? That would just be super incredibly, awesomely hot!"

"Okay, okay!" I said, laughing again. "We'll have him take off my panties!"

Katherine is just a total crack-up, the way she talks a mile a minute like that. She is such a spaz. God, I love her.

Still zipping along at warp speed, she said, "You have to make absolutely, positively sure to show the audience her ass, Dirk. After she steps out of her panties, slowly run your hands up the backs of her thighs and over that stunning bottom of hers, lifting her robe above her ass with your wrists. Cup it, squeeze it...caress every supple inch. I mean really savor it. Show it off. Let's make her ass a star too. When you pull up her robe, do it like a museum unveiling, super slow and sexy. I want the audience to die from that first glimpse of perfection. Jen, as he's fondling you, make sure to do that awesome little ass-wiggle you always do. Then, Dirk, allow the robe to slip back down, covering her again. Just give us a tease, a tantalizing taste of why you're so fucking insane over this woman."

I couldn't believe her! "Katherine! That awesome little ass-wiggle I always do? What?! I do no such thing!" I said, completely busting up.

"Yes, you most certainly do!" she said, laughing right along with me. "You know, that awesome little wiggle you do whenever your ass is really happy! When Dirk puts his hands on your hips or ass, you do this mouthwatering little ass-wiggle every time! I swear, it's almost as if your gorgeous bottom just can't help but celebrate his hands being back where they belong. Girl, it's so outrageously sexy, I thought for sure you were doing it on purpose."

"On purpose?! I'm not even aware I'm doing it!" I said, giggling again like an imbecile.

"Well, whatever you do, don't stop doing it. Every time you dance your ass that way, I'm seriously tempted to jump out of my seat and run up onto the stage to take a big bite out of your pretty little bottom. Dirk, can you imagine how the audience is going to react when they see it?"

"Yes, I can," he said, shooting me a knowing leer.

"Exactly!" laughed Katherine. Giggling up a storm, she gave me a good swat on the bottom.

"Fine!" I shouted, jumping away while laughing like crazy. Holding my hands over my ass as protection, I giggled right back, "So Dirk takes off my panties, he shows everyone my ass, and whenever possible I should do some sort of little ass-wiggle to make all the pervs like you two happy. Is that about it?"

"So far, yep, you've got it," she grinned happily. "Now, Jen, like we said, you can keep your robe on all through the sixty-nine scene if you think it'll help hide Dirk's erection. Otherwise, if you want to take it off, go ahead. I won't mind. It's not that big of a deal either way, since we're mainly counting on the lighting for coverage. Somewhere during that scene, though, maybe after you've both cum, I want you to pull your robe off as slowly and sexily as possible before you turn to stretch back down onto Dirk, face to face. The side-shot silhouette of you taking off your robe will look miraculous with your succulent tits and smooth, round ass, plus I want you both nude in the next scene anyway."




Deceptions Ch. 02



With a glowing smile she kissed me on the cheek. "Sweetie, of course we still have lots more of these exquisite little tortures planned for you later!" Pulling me close for a warm, playful hug, she kissed me a dozen more times while laughing every bit as much as I was.

God, even for Katherine this was way up there on the good-mood scale. She had me completely giddy, again just totally flying.

I swear, if she ever told me to split an atom, I would probably figure out a way to do it.

~ ~ ~

Dear Steph,

You won't believe it. Or maybe you will, you little slut! Anyway, last night I finally let J.T. fuck me with Ray right there watching. Ray even spanked his monkey while perving over us! I made J.T. cum inside me, then I scooted over to Ray and sucked his cock! I gave Ray a blowjob! And check this out. He came, like instantly. I didn't even have time to get his dick all the way in my mouth before he totally blew his load!

You would have been so proud of me. :giggles:

I still wanted to get the whole thing inside my mouth, though, so I kept sucking him. He never went soft!

Now, as great as all that was, here is the part that will really make you freak. See, since I hadn't cum yet, I went ahead and fucked him! I had sex with Ray, right in front of J.T.! God, we fucked like crazy. We went at it for the longest time, and yep, we both came! Even though he'd already shot this massive load in my mouth, he still gave me another incredible load in my pussy, and I had a killer cum!

I didn't make some huge deal about it, either. Can you believe it? It was seriously no biggie for me. It was just fun, casual sex. Your sweet, innocent little Jennifer having casual sex, and loving it?

Pretty cool, huh?

Also, during rehearsals tonight I sucked Dirk's ginormous cock on stage, with Katherine and the lights guy watching us! It was kind of dark, so they couldn't see too well, but I'm pretty sure Katherine suspected we did it for real. I deep-throated him, and he came in buckets! It was awesome! He wouldn't let me off the hook, either. Eating my pussy and fucking me with his fingers, he made me cum all over his face!

Steph, Dirk told me tonight that he can't wait to taste my ass. He even hinted that we might do it right here in the rec room. Not just my pussy, but my ass too!

I'm almost getting to be as bad as you, beautiful girl.

Love ya! Jen

Ray was gone, and J.T. was asleep. The TV was still on, so I knew I wouldn't disturb him just by typing Steph our nightly e-mail. Besides the fact that I was way too wound up to go to bed, I also didn't have any classes in the morning. No noises were coming from Dirk's place next door.

'Hmmm,' I thought.

Still buzzing like crazy from everything that had happened during rehearsals, I decided I wanted to be crazy some more. Since I was already sitting nude at the computer table, I eagerly grabbed my little kimono, which is much smaller than the one Katherine has me wear. That one comes to mid-thigh, and it covers me completely up top once I cinch it tight. The one I wear at home just barely covers my ass, and even when it's tied up nice and tight it still leaves most of my boobs exposed.

I slipped it on, tying it only loosely. I grabbed my vampire book and room key, and out the door I went. As I passed a couple in the hallway going the opposite direction, they did a serious double-take, their heads spinning to watch me strut on by.

God, this exhibitionism stuff is getting to be so much fun. Can someone become addicted to something in just a few weeks? I'm beginning to think so. I know I'm already finding myself looking for any opportunity to let people see me.

The rec room was sadly empty when I plopped myself down sideways again into the love seat.

I wasn't alone for long, though.

"I was wondering when you'd make an appearance," Dirk said, entering the room.

Glancing down, I noticed that my little robe had slipped off my thighs. When I saw Dirk, I scooted my hips forward and leaned all the way back, letting my legs fall open. I was hoping my pussy was showing. I was sure my pussy was showing.

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come," he continued, moving towards me. Slowing, he sat directly in front of me on the adjacent sofa.

"Oh, I came alright. You were there," I smiled, tracing a polished fingernail up the inside of my thigh. 'Jesus, I really am becoming bad,' I grinned to myself.

"Yes, I was, and it was awesome," he smiled. "Too bad you had panties on, huh?"

"Well, that's not going to be a problem for you anymore, is it? You and Katherine have me completely naked now."

"Yes, but I'll be naked too, remember?"

"Mmmm-hmmm," I purred. "I definitely remember. We're going to be naked in bed together, pretending to fuck."

"Pretending to fuck..." Dirk repeated.

I said it again, sultrily drawing out each word. "Pretending...to...fuck. We'll be naked in bed together...really naked. I'll have no panties on. There won't be anything at all protecting my tight, wet pussy. It'll just be your hard cock...my spread legs...and we'll be pretending to fuck. That's what the lady said."

Dirk smiled wickedly. "We pretended to do a sixty-nine tonight."

"Yes, we did, and while I was pretending to suck your huge cock you went ahead and shot a gallon of cum down my throat. I can only imagine what will happen when we're completely naked under the covers, pretending to fuck."

"Do you like what you're imagining?"

"Hmmm, let me think..." I said, slowly stroking my fingertips up my bare thighs, all the way to the moistening delta at the top. "What's an innocent girl like me to imagine, if not your big, hungry cock sliding deep inside my welcoming pussy...mmmm...fucking me long and hard, until you fill me to overflowing with your delicious cum. Mmmm-hmmm, I definitely like what I'm imagining. Then again, I believe you also warned me that you would soon be tasting my ass."

"That was a promise, not a warning," he said, watching intently as I caressed my glistening lips.

"Same difference," I smiled. "You also implied that we wouldn't necessarily be at rehearsals when you fulfilled that promise. I think you even mentioned something about this rec room, didn't you?"

Grinning, Dirk reached down to adjust his dick. All he had on was a thin pair of Puma sweat pants - the cool, shiny kind. When he got up and went to go grab something from the kitchen, it was obvious he was wearing no underwear. His amazing cock was just obscene.

"Want anything?" he asked, leaning into the fridge.

"Sure," I said, getting up to go to him. My robe was so loosely tied that on my way there it managed to fall open. The air felt amazing on my naked pussy.

"Looks like you again don't have any wet panties to leave on my face while I sleep," he said, still grinning.

"Sorry. Perhaps another night?"

I slid my hand down his smooth, sculpted stomach as he offered me a Sprite. Accepting the soda, I kissed his shoulder before turning to go back to the love seat. I knew he was watching my every move. With each step, I could feel his eyes on my swaying hips. I made a show of pulling my robe together, as if to close it, yet I merely drew it higher, revealing the beginning swells of my naked bottom. When I stood over the love seat, I leaned at the waist, baring the rest of my ass and my pussy too while setting my drink on an end table. Recalling what Katherine had said, I did a little ass-wiggle.

Looking back over my shoulder, I gave him a coy smile. "You don't mind that I came out here with no panties on, do you? I was kind of hoping I'd have other things besides wet panties that might interest you."

He put his soda back in the fridge.

"By the way, is this what Katherine meant?" I asked, continuing to move my hips while spreading my legs.

I turned away from him. Facing forward, I kept wiggling my ass...waiting. I couldn't see him. I couldn't hear him. My heart was pounding. Still I waited.

Wetness...a single kiss at the base of my spine. A trailing tongue, followed by strong hands taking hold of my hips. Teasing nips in my deep cleft, as my cheeks were spread apart. A gentle nudge in the lower back, urging me to lean over the love seat. A caress of warm air...soft breath on my pussy.

Tingling. Exciting. 

A low moan escaped my lips when a flattened tongue began a slow journey from the top of my left thigh to the initial curve of my ass, across the gap between my thighs, over to my other cheek. A light nibble there, before the tongue trailed down my right thigh.

Hands grasped my ass...searing breath poured into my spreading pussy. A tongue separated my lips...a wet finger grazed my aching clit.

Electric. Intense.

As the tongue stabbed deep into my pussy, the mouth enveloped me, sucking in everything from the shroud over my scarlet bud to the beginning split of my sex. Scratchy whiskers scored my tender flesh at the tops of my thighs, then the tongue was knocking at my back door.

I spread my legs and arched up onto the balls of my feet, inviting entry. The tongue dripped moisture into my tight ring, hot breath combining with warm saliva to soften my sensitive pucker. A thick finger slid effortlessly into my steaming slit, making my legs tremble, and I cried out when the tongue pierced my tiny star.

My naked breasts rejoiced when that strong hand returned to cup them and tug on the wanting nipples, even as the slippery tongue began a slow, thorough penetration of my hot core. Now the tongue was fucking me...fucking my asshole. The finger in my pussy was joined by a second, then a third, and again I cried out.

I'm a small girl, and a young girl. My pussy is petite and still very tight, so it was stuffed nearly to the point of pain by those three large fingers, yet it was the tongue spearing my ass that bored straight through my soul.

When my legs began to buckle, the strong hand released my breasts to hold me up by my thighs, gently steadying me as the tongue laved all throughout my deep split. The probing tongue seemed to sense my approaching crisis; the fingers quickly withdrew, and the slithering serpent in my ass was replaced by a single long finger that drilled me to the root in smooth sync with a hot mouth clamping down over my pussy. I felt the mouth opening wide, then the tongue reentering my pink embrace.

As the most perfect orgasm I'd ever experienced crashed through my pussy, I couldn't stop creaming into that thirsting mouth.

Finally my orgasm was ebbing, and careful hands lifted my upper body from the back of the love seat.

Dirk carried me to the sofa, where he gently laid me on my back.

His cock was rampant in his silky track pants. I reached for his hips and pulled down on the waistband, freeing him to my hungry gaze.

"I want to be able to taste it this time..." I said, sitting up. He stood between my spread legs as I slipped my lips over the head, and there was nothing else in the world for me but that glorious cock in my mouth. I pulled him in deeper by his smooth, taut ass, then I pulled back to scrape my teeth over his pulsing shaft.

"Don't make me wait," I said. When he nodded, I took him down my throat, until I was humming in his pubic hair.

"Oh, fuck, Jen, where did you learn to do that? God, you take me so easily."

He was right, I did take him easily. I don't know why, but I was able to do that almost straight from the start. The second time I ever sucked J.T., I took him down my throat. He's not as big as Dirk, but still he was surprised by how effortlessly I did it.

I pulled back to show Dirk my tongue before sliding my mouth all the way down his cock, until he was again buried in my throat.

Wanting to try something Steph had recommended, I pressed my finger to Dirk's asshole while humming around his dick. He tensed up, but I held him in place, breathing through my nose. I pulled back only long enough to say, "Relax for me."

Finally, after enough bobbing of my head up and down his shaft, he unclenched his ass, and I slowly slid my middle finger inside. I got as far as the second knuckle before he moaned, "Oh, god, Jen! Now! Now!"

I pulled back to place the tip of his cock on my tongue, resting it just inside my mouth. He began firing away; one, two, three, four heavy strands of hot, thick cum onto my tongue. When his jerking spasms made me momentarily lose containment, I was treated to a long rope across my cheek and nose. Wanting not to miss another drop, I gobbled his shooting cock back into my mouth in time to enjoy the rest of his awesome load.

When he was finally done cumming, I popped him out, making sure to keep my lips tightly sealed. Using his cock as a paintbrush, I spread the cum that was on my nose and cheek all over the rest of my face while happily thinking, 'Thanks for the tip, Steph!'

Dirk had this cool faraway gleam in his eyes. "You're incredible, Jen," he said softly, looking like he was going to float right off to heaven.

Opening my mouth to show him his cum, I slowly swallowed twice, taking it all down. "Mmmm, so are you," I purred, stretching out flat on my back. After gathering the remaining cum on my face, I popped my fingers one by one into my mouth, savoring the rest of the sweet gift he'd given me.

With a happy sigh, I raised my knees and spread my legs. My shining wet pussy smiled in open invitation.

Kneeling to kiss me, Dirk cupped my face with one hand while touching my soft pussy lips with the other. "Jen, it's not just your mouth that will taste my cock. You know I'm going to fuck you here, too," he said quietly, caressing my pussy. The way he said it, damn, it was the sexiest thing I'd ever heard. I was liquid on his fingertips.

"Yes, I do know, and I want you to fuck me," I whispered, spreading my legs wider.

He slipped two fingers into my pussy and began tenderly stroking. After maybe thirty seconds of gentle fucking, he pulled out to caress my lips again before sliding his fingertips down to my moist, pliant asshole. "I'm also going to fuck you here," he said, even more quietly.

"Baby, yes, fuck my ass. I'm still a virgin there, and I want you to be the one to take me," I said, breathing it in his ear.

That made him smile. "I will, though not tonight, and not in this rec room."

He was going to make me wait.

Arching my back, I moaned, "Take me now. Fuck me right here, where anyone could come in and see us. You can have my pussy...and my ass. You can have me...all of me...everything you said you ever wanted. I need you, Dirk. I need you to fuck me." I reached out to stroke his thick, heavy cock. "Please, baby, let me feel you sliding deep inside my pussy tonight. Don't make me wait."

"Now is not the time, Jen," he said, whispering it in my mouth.

"The play?" 

"The play."

"So the play is the thing," I said, finally understanding.

"Yes, beautiful. For us, the play is the thing."

~to be continued~

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Deceptions Ch. 03



'If she doesn't hurry up and put her fingers inside me, I'm going to scream! What is she waiting for? I know she wants me, so why doesn't she just take me already?'

So there I was, shouting inside my head. Completely naked, I lay facedown on a queen-sized bed. Katherine and I were alone on stage, and the touch of her teasing fingertips exploring my bare, writhing bottom was driving me insane.

Earlier, after she had sent the rest of the cast and crew home for the evening following our first full rehearsal of the 'fucking' scene, she'd asked Dirk and me to stick around for a few extra minutes, explaining that she wanted to talk to us about something.

I had no problem with that. Despite being naked, I'd just flopped back down onto my stomach atop the rumpled sheets. Dirk, though, clearly seemed a bit embarrassed. With Katherine having taken a seat next to me on the bed, he found himself standing directly in front of us, his big dick bobbing right in our faces.

Funny thing, about Dirk's dick. He had stayed soft pretty much the entire rehearsal. Come to think of it, that was probably the first time I'd ever seen him soft since we'd started this whole sexy game. On every other occasion his cock had always been at least semi-hard, whether it was the 'sixty-nine' scene rehearsals or the nights we'd gotten together at the dorm. Just hearing Katherine describe the hotter scenes was usually enough to make him hard.

I swear, he must have been born with an erection!

This rehearsal, though...not so much. He was between my legs, and we were supposed to be fucking, so I was fully expecting him to be super hard. I just knew he would be dying to put it inside me once we were 'pretend' fucking.

Nope, and I don't blame him, either. There were way too many distractions. Katherine was constantly hovering over us; moving the covers this way, changing the overhead lighting that way, forever repositioning us. It was actually kind of aggravating. Every time he'd roll on top of me to begin the scene she would immediately interrupt us, shouting, "Cut!" or "Wait!" or "Hold on, I have an idea!" Then we'd be swarmed over by her and the stage crew.

"I hope it won't always be like this," Dirk whispered, spooning me beneath the covers between takes.

"Me too. This isn't half as much as fun as I'd imagined it," I added, accentuating my point by smiling over my shoulder while wiggling my bare ass against his soft cock.

"Sorry. If they would ever just leave us alone, you know I'd—"

"There he is!" I grinned, wiggling against him again as I felt his dick twitch and stiffen. "Dirk, I'm only teasing. I feel the same way. With so many interruptions, it's difficult even to think straight."

Finally, we'd caught a few moments of alone-time. Katherine had decided to call it good for the day, and while everyone was shuffling around gathering their things, Dirk and I were able to touch each other without any instant interruptions.

"You'd better put something on to cover that crazy thing!" I said, giggling at the sight of his swaying pole. Naked, we'd climbed out of bed to grab our clothes, and Dirk was almost completely hard.

So of course Katherine chose that moment to come have her little talk with us.

"This will only take a second..." she said to Dirk, who was obviously looking around the stage for his robe. Sighing in resignation, he just stood there, his enormous erection bobbing directly in her face as she sat beside me on the bed.

Feeling playful, I reached out and boinged his cock, bopping the tip with my index finger. It bounced up and down like a sprung jack-in-the-box, and Katherine and I burst out laughing. Dirk laughed too, relaxing despite his predicament.

"So, what's up?" I asked, exchanging grins with Katherine.

"You mean besides this?" she giggled, grabbing Dirk's huge boner...then she made it boing too! Oh my god, I about died laughing, especially when she put her hand on Dirk's stomach and said, "It was just staring at me! I had to do something!"

"Oh, so you think this is funny, huh?" he grinned, turning to me. "You want funny? I'll show you funny!" He started swinging his dick left and right and round and round, bapping my laughing face with it. Using it like a club, he pummeled my cheeks, nose and eyes before stuffing it into my wide-open mouth. I swear, I was almost delirious with laughter as I halfheartedly attempted to fend off the comical barrage he was administering with his oversized truncheon of a cock.

"Had enough?" he crowed, gleefully pounding deep into my throat.

I was laughing so hard that tears were pouring down my cheeks, until finally I pulled back and shouted, "I surrender! I surrender! Just don't beat me to death with it!"

Satisfied that he'd demonstrated his mastery, he nonchalantly changed gears. "So, Katherine, what's up? What do you need to speak to us about?"

Just like that!

Katherine was still laughing, but she calmed herself down enough to say, "Guys, I just wanted to talk to you about how things are going so far. I know this has to be a bit of a shock, performing naked on stage and doing simulated sex scenes, and I wanted to tell you that I think you're handling it awesomely. I never would have guessed that you're both only eighteen, or that neither of you had ever done any professional stage work. The way you're breezing right through everything, anyone would think you two are seasoned vets at this stuff."

"We're just doing what you tell us," I said, happily hugging my pillow.

"Yeah, and pretending to have sex with Jen is not exactly the most difficult job in the world," added Dirk, with a sly grin.

"Oh, I'm sure it isn't..." smiled Katherine, resting her hand on my lower back in a gesture of friendliness. "That's not it, though. It's the way you two still remember and execute your lines. It's the way you take direction. It's the way you stay in control, even when I know it must be awfully hard."

She made a show of eyeing Dirk's bobbing cock before turning to me with a sexy smile. "So temptingly hard," she added, biting her lip.

"See you guys tomorrow!" we heard from offstage. 

The last of the crew were leaving. The three of us were alone on a darkened stage, with a couple of offstage lights plus the one nightstand lamp illuminating the bed. That was the lighting the audience would see. Our 'fucking' scene wasn't going to take place in near-total darkness like the 'sixty-nine' scene.

Meanwhile, Katherine was doing subtle little fingertip circles up and down my spine.

Oooh! Tingles!

"So do you guys have any questions for me about any of this?" she asked, again eyeing Dirk's throbbing erection.

"Yeah, I have one..." said Dirk. He turned to her, bringing his cock nearly to her lips. "Doing plays like this, I mean with these simulated sex scenes, have you ever had actors actually do it before? You know...not just pretend?"

"Do you mean have I ever directed porn?" she grinned. Leaning forward almost imperceptibly, she let his tip brush against her soft cheek. Slowly turning her head, she trailed her lips along the length of his shaft and over the crown before pulling back with a beguiling smile.

"No, nothing like that..." I said, jumping in, totally enthralled by her sexy tease. I flashed her an approving grin, and she coyly bit her lip again as I continued, "He means have any actors in your plays ever disregarded the fact that they're only supposed to be simulating the sex? Have they ever actually gone ahead and had real sex on stage when they weren't supposed to?"

"Is that what you two want to do?" she smiled, caressing my back.

"Could we, if we wanted to?" answered Dirk.

"Are you asking me would I mind as the director if you fucked my gorgeous little Jennifer right here on stage?" Katherine responded, grinning evilly. She patted my ass, and I wiggled it for her. I just couldn't help it.

She laughed, "See? You always do that!"

I laughed too. "It's your fault! You know you've got me constantly thinking about it now. It's like whenever someone looks at or touches my ass, I should do it every time. It's almost becoming automatic!"

Katherine patted it again, then she even squeezed it, saying, "Excellent! If I accomplish nothing else in this life, at least with your wiggling ass I'll return to my maker knowing I provided one great service to mankind! You do have the prettiest bottom I've ever seen, Jen. I have to admit I love when you wiggle it, even if it's not for me."

I did an exaggerated wiggle for her. "Like that?"

"Damn, girl! That looks absolutely awesome! Maybe too awesome, if you know what I mean...." Laughing sweetly, she patted my ass again before simply stroking it, which she continued to do during the rest of her talk with us. "Anyway, getting back to your question, to be honest I don't know whether anybody has ever done that before. I've only directed two other plays with nudity, and only one of them really had any implied sex. The way we set those scenes up, I doubt they did anything for real. Besides, that couple wasn't nearly as beautiful and perpetually horny as you two are. They probably had a much easier time of keeping their hands off each other."

"Could we - could you - get in trouble?" Dirk asked.

"Good question. The best answer I can give you is that as far as I know this theater isn't zoned for live sex shows, which is what you're talking about, right? I know we didn't apply for any of that sort of licensing. I also know that the producers and I never even talked about the possibility of the actors doing anything for real. They want a sexy show, not a sex show. I'm pretty sure they don't want explicit sex even if it was legal, which I'm almost positive it isn't in this instance."

"But what about you? Would you get in trouble, and would we?" I asked.

"Yes, maybe. Both of us, possibly. All three of us, I mean," Katherine answered.

"Okay, I was just curious. Now, if you don't mind," Dirk said, drawing our attention to his flagging cock, "I'm gonna go get dressed and head on home."

"Okay, see you tomorrow...and you too..." I smiled, reaching up to give his thick length a couple of playful final strokes.

"Yep, see you tomorrow, and good job today! Awesome work!" grinned a thoroughly amused Katherine, calling after him as he went to fetch his robe from the back of the sofa. Slipping it on, he gave us this big shy act. We all laughed, then he blatantly flashed us before heading off to his dressing room.

Once he was gone, Katherine said, "Jen, hold on a sec. I'll be right back...." Hopping up from the bed, she dashed over to the little break room offstage. I heard a faucet running, then she returned with a bottle of water and a washcloth. A few moments later we heard the stage door open and close as Dirk left the building.

"You look hot," she said, handing me the water. The washcloth felt cool but not too cold as she pressed it first to my face then down my back.

"Temperature-wise, too," she smiled. 

I grinned happily at the compliment. Lifting my hips a little, I wiggled my ass again for her. "That feels so good, Katherine. Thank you."

"You're very welcome," she said, still smiling while languidly running the washcloth down my legs and over my back, giving me goose bumps all over. "You're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen...with the most amazing, beautiful body..." she continued.

"Mmmm...you're gorgeous too."

I couldn't believe I said that, but it's true. Katherine is achingly beautiful, and I'm developing a serious crush on her. She makes me feel like I have my very own guardian angel, she's so sweet and wonderful to me. Also, she really is genuinely beautiful. Although probably in her mid-thirties, she has a youthful look, and she behaves just like a happy child. She has these huge chocolate eyes and full lips, and I love the way she keeps her long, sexy hair in a French braid draped over one shoulder. She's slim and darkly exotic, with awesome breasts, like an Italian movie star.

She is totally hot. I had never been with a woman before, not even with my friend Steph, yet I easily pictured myself being with Katherine. The way she was touching me, and especially the way she was looking at me with those amazing eyes, she was making me want her like crazy.

"Jen, please, let me finish. What I'm trying to say is that because you are so extraordinarily beautiful, we may have some issues with Dirk and the play."

"What do you mean?" I asked, becoming concerned. 'God, please don't let her have second thoughts now about casting us,' I thought.

"Jen, let me be straight with you. When we first met, I had my doubts about casting you, simply because of how beautiful you are. You're even more gorgeous than the real Layla, and I was worried that the egghead music critics might rip us for casting such a strikingly beautiful ingénue in a real woman's role. I got over it, though, once I saw your auditions. You're great, and you're great with Dirk."

Having discarded the washcloth, Katherine was stroking subtle circles across my back and down my legs. Tracing elegant swirls up my thighs, she paused at my ass. "Does it bother you, my touching you this way? I'll stop, if you want me to."

"Don't stop. Keep going..." I whispered, rolling my hips with desire.

Running her fingertips over my tingling curves, Katherine began caressing my ass. There was no pretense of it merely being a warm gesture of support, like before. No, she was simply helping herself to my bottom.

God, I loved it. Wiggling my ass again, I bent one leg at the hip to spread myself open for her.

"So perfect..." she whispered. Leaning across my thigh, she propped her head up with one hand while continuing to caress my ass with the other. She was looking directly between my legs, and I knew my drenched pussy was flowering open.

I wanted her to see. I wanted her to take me.

"Jen," she finally continued, "I'm okay now with how beautiful you are. You've proven to be serious about this play. You've also proven to be talented and worthy of the role. Besides, fuck the critics if they say you're too young and beautiful. I think you're absolutely perfect."

She laughed, and so did I. Since I was facing away from her, she was basically talking to my ass! What a strange yet wonderfully erotic feeling it was to have this gorgeous, talented, sexy woman talking so respectfully to me even as she was openly lusting for my pussy. I was so turned on, I was either going to get up on my knees and arch my back or I was just going to roll over and spread my legs for her.

Continuing on, she said, "You and Dirk are what I'm worried about now. It's obvious that you two really want to have sex...real sex. You do, don't you, Jen?"

"Yes," I said, moving my hips in small undulations beneath her caressing fingertips. "Mmmmmm, yes, we want to fuck."

"Have you yet?" she asked, her breath so warm and sexy on my bare skin. God, she was driving me absolutely insane.

"Fucked? Each other? No, not yet."

"But you plan to, don't you?" 

"You know we do, Katherine. He's killing me with that hard cock of his. I'm sure you know what I mean. The way he's always so hard for me, sometimes it's all I can do to keep from jumping him."

"Yes, baby, I know exactly what you mean. He has an amazing cock. I was literally starting to drool there, watching it bob and sway only inches from my lips. I was dying to take him into my mouth, just the way you did. I didn't know about his cock when I cast him for the part, but once I saw it, my god...."

"Are you going to fuck him too?"

Katherine was still helping herself to my ass, and I felt a huge climax building deep inside me.

"As much as I'd love to, I doubt it," she said wistfully, giving each cheek a firm squeeze. "That probably wouldn't be a good idea. I don't think my boyfriend would be too thrilled with the idea of his woman fucking eighteen-year-old cock, no matter how gorgeous the cock. I don't think my girlfriend would be too thrilled about it either."

Silence. As she continued her teasing figure-eights on my bare bottom, she let that one hang there.

"Your...girlfriend?" I finally asked, then I gasped. She'd slipped a single painted fingernail into my crack. She brushed ever so gently over my asshole before trailing down to my pussy, which instantly went into wet spasms. This beautiful woman knew exactly how to drive me crazy. As my orgasm was approaching, my hips were bucking, and Katherine just kept softly knocking.

"Yes...my girlfriend," she said, the smile evident in her voice. "With everything I've told her about you, she's already super jealous. The last thing I need is for her to be worrying about another cock, too. She doesn't mind sharing me with my boyfriend, but I think she might draw the line at a second man."

"What about sharing you with other girls?" I asked, barely able to get it out.

Jesus, she was killing me. When the soft pad of her fingertip touched my wet lips, I just about passed the point of no return. I was about to explode! "Katherine," I panted, "you're going to make me cum!"

She dropped the hammer on me. "Jen," she whispered, slowly sliding her finger inside, "I know you're about to cum...and to answer your question, my girlfriend doesn't mind sharing me with other girls - with you, baby - as long as she's eventually invited to watch...and join us."

"Oh, Katherine...god!!"

Katherine let out a squeal of delight when my body convulsed from the crushing orgasm she'd given me. She cupped her hand over my pulsing pussy, just holding it there while I rode out a long, wet cum. 

When I was finally done, and my breathing was returning to normal, she leaned down to give my naked bottom a sweet kiss. "Gorgeous girl, you cum just as beautifully as you do everything else," she said, gently moving my sweaty hair off my neck before sliding up my body to blow cool air onto my moist skin.

"That was incredible, Katherine. I've never cum before with a girl," I said, smiling over my shoulder. "Thank you so much. You are just completely awesome."

"No, thank you..." she whispered, painting my grateful bottom with tender, lingering kisses. "Baby, that was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

I grinned softly. "Katherine, don't look now, but I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Jen, don't you look now either, because the feeling is more than mutual." She was still stroking my wet hair as she trailed a series of delicate kisses along my spine. "Still, what are we going to do about you and Dirk fucking?"

"What do you want to do about us fucking?" I purred, writhing beneath her soft lips.

"I know you two are going to fuck; that's not the issue. There's no way he can resist you. Christ, I can barely resist you."

"I don't want you to resist me. I want you to take me," I moaned.

Caressing my ass, she leaned down to kiss it again, this time adding a few teasing nips. "God, baby, if you only knew...but let me get back to the subject, okay? Sweetheart, I have no problem with you and Dirk having sex. I just don't know whether any of us can handle you two having full-blown sex as a part of this show. That could be a very bad idea. It might be a very bad thing for your career, and mine too. Jen, please, whatever you do, you have to make sure the crew and the audience think you're only acting. Yes, I want the sex to look real, but we can't show them everything."

I thought about that for a moment. Realizing what she'd just said, I pondered whether to say what I was thinking. I decided that since she was being so straightforward and honest with me, she deserved the same respect. I rolled over onto my back so we could see each other and talk face-to-face.

At first she gasped, then she bit her lip when she took in the sight of my drenched, naked pussy. God, the way she did that, it was so fucking hot!




Deceptions Ch. 03



Reaching up to her, I gave her one of her own coy smiles. "Katherine, I noticed you didn't say Dirk and I can't have sex on stage. You just said to make sure the crew and the audience think we're only acting."

Katherine was simply beaming. She pulled me into her arms for a loving hug, which I eagerly returned. With moist, shining eyes she kissed me gently on the lips before brushing my hair from my face. Smiling with heartbreaking beauty, she sweetly touched the tip of my nose.

It felt like she was looking right through me when she sighed, "Please, Jen, just be careful."

~ ~ ~

"You gotta be shittin' me!"

That boyfriend o' mine, he sure is an eloquent devil, isn't he?

Anyway, that was his reaction when I called from the theater to give him a juicy little teaser about yesterday's 'sixty-nine' scene rehearsals and tonight's sexy interlude with Katherine.

An hour later, having barely walked through the door, I wasn't given a chance to say a word before Ray and J.T. attacked, tackling me to the carpet. Working as a team, they immediately started in with their 'horny frat boys' interrogation, which basically consisted of stripping me naked and totally molesting me.

Laughing at their pent-up angst over having to wait for their nightly fix of Jen's Sex News, I promised to tell them everything they wanted to hear if they would just let me up. Grudgingly, they finally dismounted. Scrambling onto their beds, they were like children impatiently awaiting their favorite bedtime story.

It was really adorable, I have to say.

"You two will love what happened tonight with Katherine," I grinned. "All guys want their girlfriends to do lesbo stuff, right?"

"Hell yeah!" said Ray, anxiously tapping his foot on the floor. He looked like a trained sea lion flapping a flipper while waiting for a sardine treat.

J.T. was becoming super impatient. "Jen, c'mon! You gotta tell me about your first lesbo experience!"

"Okay, okay!" I laughed. "Are you sure you want to hear about the other stuff, though? The non-lesbo stuff?"

"I know I do!" Ray exclaimed, comically wagging his tongue at me.

J.T. threw a Nerf football at his head. "Pipe down over there, you dog! This is my girlfriend we're talking about here!" Then he turned back to me with a quasi-serious expression. "Okay, you tell me...do I really wanna hear it? Is it going to drive me insane?"

I pondered it for a moment, and that's when I realized things had fundamentally changed between us. J.T. really wasn't in the forefront of my thoughts any longer. It made for an oddly ironic situation because had I still felt like I was really 'with' him, I would have also felt compelled to tell him the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

Now? My overriding feeling has become one of wanting to be gentle with him; even to protect him. 'No need to blow him up. Let him enjoy this. Don't make it too painful for him,' I thought.

With that realization, I went ahead and did it; I made the decision to deceive him.

"Okay, here's what happened...." 

I proceeded to dive into a slightly sanitized description of what was really going on during rehearsals. I told them about the nudity, but not all of the actual touching. Or the sucking. Or the biting. Or the stroking. Definitely not the cum-swallowing. No mention of offers or promises.

I completely left out the wild episode with Dirk in the rec room.

I did feed whatever part of J.T. it was that got off on hearing about his girlfriend turning on Dirk, the female director, and a theater full of actors and stagehands. It was a delicate balance, giving him enough to stoke his excitement while not giving him so much that he might choke on it.

Mainly he got all excited over hearing how Katherine described me and dressed me and positioned me. His raging boner bore testament to the fact that he absolutely loved hearing about Dirk pulling my panties down and lifting my robe to show off my bare ass to the audience.

Ray and J.T. both moaned when I demonstrated Katherine's bit about my little ass-wiggle. 

"Let me see you do it in your tiny robe, like you'll do it in the show!" Ray pleaded.

Giggling over his excitement, I said, "God, you're such a horndog! Fine, give me a second to clean up."

Grabbing my silk kimono, I noted with satisfaction the strong scent of wet pussy emanating from the robe following last night's amazing rendezvous with Dirk. I sauntered off naked to the bathroom and took a quick shower, washing my hair and thoroughly cleaning my ass and pussy.

Okay, I may have spent just a little more time than was absolutely necessary on those parts, sensually touching myself. 'It's Katherine's fault!' I thought, giggling beneath the warm spray.

Instead of bothering to do up my hair I simply towel-dried it, giving it a wet and wild look I knew the guys would love. Slipping on my robe, I only tied it tightly enough to keep it from falling open right away.

Finally poking my head out of the steamy bathroom, I grinned, "Turn off the TV and all the lights, except the one desk lamp. Oh, and flip on some music."

The guys jumped into action, then they jumped right back onto their beds.

Swear to god, the way those goofballs were so excited about seeing me, I felt like the Crown Princess of Fucktavia! They've both had sex with me, and one of them fucks me almost daily, yet they were acting as if they'd never seen a naked girl before!

Whatever. It gets me off. I've at least learned that much.

"It looks like this, only with Dirk totally squeezing and fondling my ass," I smiled, strutting into the room. I reprised the little ass-dance I did for Dirk in the rec room, when I had my back to him while leaning over the love seat. This time I was leaning forward onto the computer table as I subtly pulled up my robe to expose my bare ass and pussy.

Watching the guys in the wall mirror, I saw that they were staring in awed silence as I wiggled my bottom for them. More than anything, I was just rotating my hips. That's really what the ass-wiggle is all about. It's not like I do those "ghetto booty" jello shakes you see in rap videos. No, it's simply a sexy little wriggling of my hips that makes my ass look so playful and inviting.

I was really beginning to see why Katherine and Dirk liked it so much, and I felt myself becoming wet again because of it. Bending at the waist, knowing I had two horny guys ogling my smooth bottom and glistening pussy, it was only exacerbating my excitement.

"You like?" I asked, giving them a flirty grin over my shoulder.

J.T. said, "It's awesome, but didn't you say you're supposed to be standing straight, then Dirk squeezes and shows off your ass?"

"You know, you're right. Ray, c'mere."

Ray hopped right up, and J.T. couldn't help but laugh over the obvious hard-on his roommate was sporting in his boxers.

"Sorry," Ray said sheepishly to me, after I'd positioned him near the computer table.

"Don't be. I always want you nice and hard like this. If you're not dying to fuck me every time you see me, I'm definitely doing something wrong. Now get down on your knees, right between my legs. Oh, wait a second...."

I reached into my overnight bag and pulled out a pair of sheer panties. Doing another slinky hip-wiggle, I slipped them on before facing Ray again. "Okay, slowly slide your hands up the backs of my legs and over my ass, lifting my robe with your wrists to show my ass to J.T. Take your time in pulling my panties down. When my panties are at my feet, I'll step out of them, then you slide your hands back up my thighs to my ass. Caress and explore my bottom all you want, gently squeezing it while making sure to keep it exposed so J.T. can see it. That's when you start kissing and nuzzling my pussy."

Ray looked up at me with so much joy, it was like I'd just told him I had the keys to his new Lamborghini inside my pussy.

God, I totally loved how every little thing was becoming so much fun!

Peeking back over my shoulder, I said to J.T., "It will look just like this, only it'll be in front of a lot of people, and it'll be Dirk touching me every night."

J.T. had his hand beneath the pillow he was using to cover his lap. He was already jacking off.

With a sexy smile I silently mouthed, "You know you love it!" Then I turned back to Ray. "Ready when you are."

Grinning like an idiot, Ray began to slide his hands up my thighs, and again I said, "Oh, shit. Wait a second. I forgot, we stand by the couch and make out first before you pull my panties off and nuzzle my pussy. That's when I do my initial little ass-wiggle, while we're hugging and kissing."

"Okay by me!" Ray said with a laugh, standing to face me. I laughed with him as we put our arms around each other. 

Turning us sidelong to J.T., I whispered in Ray's ear, "Kiss me hard, like you mean it, and push your cock into my pussy as you slide your hands inside my panties to fondle my ass. After you turn us, that's when you go to your knees to peel down my panties. If you really want to drive J.T. crazy, lick my pussy while you show off my ass."

Smiling in anticipation, I recited my lines before launching into a passionate kiss with him.

He was tentative in returning it.

Hissing in his ear, I said, "I told you to kiss me like you mean it! Take me the way you did on your bed, when you fucked my brains out. Show me how badly you want to fuck me again...."

Ray immediately attacked my tongue, startling me just a bit when he grabbed my ass and jammed his cock between my legs. I'd expected him to press it lengthwise up against my pussy, but when it popped through his fly he pushed it straight into the gap at the top of my thighs.

So there we were, totally making out, his hard cock sawing between my soaking wet pussy lips. He kept trying to put it inside me, and I even tugged my panties aside for him, but the angle was all wrong; he was only able to get the head plus another two or three inches in before it would eventually pop back out. Still, god, it was so hot to be basically fucking Ray right in front of J.T.

What a crazy week!

After a few minutes of heavy tongue-sucking and awkward sorta-fucking, Ray finally turned us back to the computer table. When he dropped to his knees, I experienced a definite feeling of longing for the hard cock that had suddenly deserted my pussy.

"You're so fucking sexy, Jen," he said, looking up past my camel toe and bare breasts to my smiling face.

Affectionately cupping his chin, I noticed a droplet of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock. As it quickly grew, its sheer weight separated it from the pee slit, until it was hanging by a single fine strand. When the strand finally broke, the large droplet landed on my bare right foot.

"Nice," I grinned to a blushing Ray. "Now take off my panties."

He slid his hands up the backs of my thighs, and again I began wiggling my hips. When his fingertips reached the top of my panties, he pressed his face to my pussy, inhaling my scent. Pulling back, he kissed the heart of my slit, right below my clit.

Chills.

He tugged my panties down; once they were past my pussy, he buried his face between my thighs. Stepping out of my panties, of course I had to spread my legs. Ray seized that opportunity, immediately driving his stiffened tongue into my open, vulnerable sex. As he began eating me out, he made sure to cup and squeeze my bouncing ass. Lewdly rolling my hips, I pulled his face against me. I was absolutely loving it, and was trying to get even more of his tongue inside my eager pussy when he pulled the meanest and most unexpected trick ever. Completely out of nowhere, he stopped licking me and casually rose to his feet. "You mean like that? Is that how it'll look?" he asked, giving me a dopey grin.

J.T. just sat there, totally gobsmacked. His hard cock in hand, he was going at it hot and heavy.

"Oooh, you really are a bastard," I said to Ray.

Smiling triumphantly, he chuckled, "Yeah, that's what Mom always said. So what are you gonna do about it?"

"This..." I grinned. Dropping to my knees, I quickly took his cock into my mouth, sucking hard all the way down. He yelped when I pulled off to say, "You won't last thirty seconds, hot shot!"

I was right. He didn't even make it through my warning sentence. Just as "...hot shot!" was issuing from my hungry mouth, he cried out while launching this incredibly humungous load all over my face! At the same time, I also felt a half-dozen ropes of hot cum shooting on my ass!

Burgeoning freak that he is, it seems J.T. had also been unable to hold back! He'd jacked off right onto my ass!

With cum dripping from my forehead, the bridge of my nose, my upper lip and all down my left cheek, I looked back happily over my shoulder. Grinning sheepishly, J.T. gave me the palms-up shrugging gesture, as if to say, "Sorry! What else could I do?"

He groaned when I swiped his cum off my ass and popped my fingers into my mouth. He groaned even more when I stuck out my tongue to lick Ray's dripping cum from my face. When I was finished gathering up and swallowing all their cum, I offered him a sweet smile. "Instead of jacking off, you should've just fucked me. I would have taken you both."

The guys looked absolutely poleaxed, frozen in place as I stood and slipped off my robe. Still smiling sweetly, I sat down naked at my computer.

'I wish I had Katherine's e-mail,' I thought. 'God, I want her to fuck me.'

Oh well, at least I knew Steph would definitely make herself cum once she read tonight's update.

~ ~ ~

Dirk and I were laughing as we hung out together backstage before the next rehearsal.

"I thought for sure you were going to make Katherine give you a blowjob!" I giggled, punching him in the side. "She would've done it, too, right in front of me! You almost had her!"

He smiled smugly. "Nah. Couldn't you see?"

"See what? I saw you waving your big cock in her face, totally tempting her to suck it! That's what I saw!"

"Jen, Jen, Jen..." he grinned, shaking his head. "For such a smart girl, sometimes you're a real dummy."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, becoming exasperated.

"Girl, can't you see it? Katherine doesn't want me, she wants you. She has a huge crush on you. Yeah, okay, she wants my dick, but that woman is totally in love with you. All I know is she better not get to fuck you before I do, you little slut!"

I thrilled to his every word. Each syllable shot straight through me, and he could see it in my eyes. "Aha! You know I'm right, don't you? So, Little Miss Innocent, exactly what happened last night after I left, hmmm? Did our sexy director treat herself to a bit more of this..." he grinned, slipping his hand beneath my robe to caress my bare bottom.

Flustered, I asked, "Do you really think so? No joking around now, do you seriously think she has a crush on me?" Then I thought, 'God, I hope so, because I sure do have one on her.'

Despite all the other crazy stuff that happened yesterday, it was mainly because of Katherine that I found myself tossing and turning in bed last night, unable to sleep. Thoughts of her being in love with me had managed to supplant thoughts of Dirk fucking me; even Dirk fucking me in the ass.

Then I remembered that soon Dirk would be fucking me, and my thoughts were at least equally split again! I could hardly wait for him to fuck me. I didn't care where. I just knew I wanted that beautiful cock inside me, filling me with cum. 

'Maybe Katherine will lick Dirk's cum out of my pussy!' Pausing, I giggled to myself, 'Girl, you are in need of some serious mental help. Get a grip, Jen.'

Dirk jumped back in, saying, "Jen, we've all noticed how Katherine looks at you, how she totally dotes on you, and especially how she talks about you. She gets all starry-eyed anytime someone even mentions your name. If she's not already in love with you, she's well on her way. That woman has got it bad for you."

"You could just as easily be describing yourself there, champ..." grinned Mike the sound guy, walking by with a shoulder full of cables.

Once Mike was out of earshot, I snerked while beaming at Dirk, who gave me a warm grin. "No news there, Jen. You know how I feel about you. Everyone knows."

"Yeah, because you don't exactly hide your feelings very well!" I laughed, reaching inside his robe to give a tug on his seemingly constant erection. We were just standing there, and his dick was jutting straight out! God, I swear, it was like ten feet long!

"I'm not exactly trying to hide my feelings," he smirked, watching as I stroked him. I'd only meant to give it a single tug, but once I get my hands on that gorgeous dick of his I simply can't stop! He's well aware of it, too. "Jen, I want you to know how much you turn me on. Besides, it's not like I have a choice anyway. This always just happens. When I'm with you, I can't help it."

He gets so fucking hard...so impossibly long and thick; even if it's only to touch it and play with it, I feel like I'm already addicted to his cock. Smiling, I continued fondling him right out there in the open. "Speaking of Katherine, yes, she and I did talk last night after you went home. Dirk, she knows we want to fuck. She's worried we're going to be too obvious about it, and everyone will see that we really are having sex on stage."

"What did you tell her?" 

"I wasn't going to lie, not to Katherine. What would be the point, anyway? She knows how badly we want each other. I admitted to her that yes, we're going to have sex."

Dirk was stunned. "You told her we're going to do it for real during the play?"

"No, not exactly. See, she basically said that she knows we're not going to be able to resist having sex, but we need to make sure the crew and the audience think we're only acting. I sort of teased her by pointing out that she wasn't actually saying we can't do it."

"So she's okay with it, as long as no one catches on?"

"I don't know that she's necessarily okay with it so much as she simply seems resigned to it. She says she can barely resist me, so she knows you won't be able to."

"See? She already told you she wants you! That's awesome! Plus she doesn't mind if we do it!"

"Dirk, we need to be careful, okay? She's trusting us not to blow it. Specifically, she's trusting me. I don't want to make her look bad for hiring us. We're only kids; we're nobodies, really, and she took a big chance on us. We can't mess this up for her. Seriously, we need to be professional. I told you, baby, you can fuck me anywhere you want, anytime you want. You know I want you, and all you have to do is take me. Just don't get us in trouble here. Promise?"

"Okay, okay," he said, chastened by how serious I was about it. "I'll be good, I promise."

Relieved by his response, I giggled, "I didn't say we couldn't still do it! I'm just telling you, we need to make absolutely sure that we don't get caught. We have to follow every one of our cues, and we can't sound all retarded from trying to do our lines while we're in the middle of fucking. We've got to keep ourselves hidden when we're doing things, and we can't lose our minds and forget where we are, especially once we start cumming. I don't know about you, but I'm likely to lose consciousness the first time you cum inside me. You better not let me freak out, and you really better not let me pass out!"

"I'll try to make sure you only cum a little, okay?" he smiled, giving my hip a good-natured squeeze.

"Yeah, right!" I laughed. "Every night I hear how you make all those girls cum 'only a little,' as they're bashing in our dorm wall and screaming like wild Comanches!"

"Are you saying I can't be a gentle, sensitive lover?" he asked, feigning insult.

"When you put this inside my ass, you better be gentle...at least the first time," I whispered, stroking his cock.




Deceptions Ch. 03



"I will, I promise," he said, becoming serious again. "I want you to enjoy it."

"If I enjoy it, I'll learn to love it, then I'll want to do it again and again, right?" 

"Exactly."

Wondering about that, I had to ask. "Why my ass so much, instead of my pussy?" 

"Who said this is an either-or deal? When did I ever say anything about 'instead of'? I want all of you, not just your ass."

"Mmmm...you better..." I smiled, leaning back to rub my deep split up and down his perfect erection.

"But I want your ass, too," he smirked.

"I know, and I can't wait for you to have it," I said, trying to keep my urgent whispers quiet. "Since I can barely fit little things in there, I can't even imagine how I'm ever going to take you in my ass, but I'm dying to feel you inside me. God, I wanted so badly for you to fuck me that night at the dorm. I was totally offering myself, and I couldn't believe it when you wouldn't take me."

"You know I wanted to, Jen. It wasn't that I didn't want you. I just think our first time should be truly epic, and I know you'll always remember it if it's on stage, in front of a live audience."

"Dirk, our first show is still weeks away. Seriously, I don't think I can wait that long. If I can't have you in my ass until then, you at least have to let me feel you inside my pussy."

He gave me this totally patronizing smile. After checking to make sure no one was looking, he reached inside my robe to caress my nipple, then he leaned down to kiss my ear. "Patience, beautiful girl, patience..." he whispered before heading off to his dressing room.

Now he was just taunting me.

~ ~ ~

"Guys, I wanna do one more little change to the bedroom scene," Katherine said, taking the two of us aside before the next day's rehearsal. "After talking with Jen the other night, I think there's a better, sexier way."

Biting suggestively on her pen, she flashed me a flirty grin.

I didn't quite know what she had in mind, but I sure liked the sound of it!

"Let's just say Jen inspired me," she added coyly, "and now I want a little more of her in this scene."

I laughed, "Katherine, I'm already going to be naked and having sex, so how much more could I possibly be in it?"

With the cutest little giggle she said, "Touché. Anyway, what I want to do is open this scene with you lying facedown on the bed, maybe reading a magazine, or just napping after your awesome sixty-nine. You're still nude, with the bed situated at an angle to the audience. Dirk comes in naked from the bathroom and sits beside you on the bed. He begins to stroke your legs, your back, and your ass. It's a really affectionate, loving moment. It will look so beautiful to the audience, Jen."

She gave me a warm, revealing smile. We both knew she was describing what she had done to me on that same bed, and she'd decided to add it to the play.

"After a little while, you'll start to respond to his caresses." Again she gave me a knowing look, which I returned with a happy smile. "You'll begin moving on the bed, writhing beneath his hands. Eventually you'll say, 'Look at my goose bumps. You're giving me chills. Let's get under the covers.' Then you'll both hop up and climb into bed.

"I want the audience to see you, Jen. I want them to see your nude body, all of it, and yours too, Dirk. Seeing you two will blow people away, and we're safe in doing it. I want you to go totally crazy on each other in bed, yet you still have to make absolutely, positively sure to keep the important stuff covered by the sheet."

Really wanting to drive home the message, she stared at us one at a time. I silently looked at Dirk, then we both nodded for her, indicating we understood.

"Just your lower bodies, though," she continued. "Remember, I want the audience to see you both from the waist up. Dirk, when you're on top of her, I want you to lock your arms and hold yourself steady above her. I want the audience to see Jen's breasts shudder with each powerful stroke you feed her."

"God, Katherine, you're killing me here..." I said, tightly crossing my legs to rub my clit. Listening to her, it took all my willpower not to reach down and stroke my pussy.

She saw how horny she was making me, which made her grin. "Good, Jen. That's the whole idea. I want you going out of your mind with lust. Now, Dirk, you really need to remember to keep at least the bottom of her ass covered when she gets on top and rides you. I want the audience to see your hands guiding her hips as you thrust deep inside her, and you can even show her ass grinding on you, but you cannot let that sheet fall completely away.

"Look, people are used to watching simulated sex. The girl grinds, the guy moans, and all anyone sees is maybe her pussy hair since she never lifts her hips enough to show anything major. That's how these things always go, and everyone's okay with it. With you two, though, I want more. I want Jen to move up and down on your breathtaking cock the way a woman really does when she's on top. I want everyone to see her incredible breasts bouncing on her chest. Dirk, I want it to look like she's really fucking you, but in order to do that you have to keep the important parts covered. You can't forget, and you can't slip up. Don't let us see your erection driving between her spread lips.

"Jen, when he's on top, I don't mind if the sheet slips down to show his ass pumping into you. That would be perfect, actually. Just don't let it fall so far that we can see between his legs. Don't let us see what his cock is doing to you. I mean definitely show us what his cock is doing to you, but don't literally show it.

"This is really important, guys, since the lights are going to be on during this one. You won't have the protection of darkness, like you will with the 'sixty-nine' scene. Can you both promise me that you'll make absolutely sure to keep the important stuff covered every single time? I'm talking no slip-ups. None."

When I nodded in agreement, Katherine took my hand and squeezed it.

Dirk also nodded, though he added a question. "Katherine, umm, what am I supposed to do...you know...I mean, how am I supposed to deal with...." Glancing down, he gestured to his stiffening cock, every inch of which was clearly evident in his thin cargo pants.

Katherine said, "Oh, I'm glad you brought that up. This is going to be kind of tricky for you. Dirk, I don't mind if you're as hard as a rock during the sex scenes. Go ahead, let your cock become a foot long for those. My god, you'll have Jen spreading her legs for you, offering you her naked, gorgeous pussy. As beautiful as she is, you wouldn't be human if you didn't have a hard-on then. That's okay, though. She'll cover you with her upper body whenever she's giving you a blowjob, plus the lights will go down. When you're fucking her, the sheets will take care of it. The thing is, we just can't let the audience see you fully hard. That's the whole point. We cannot let them see you with an erection."

"Good luck with that," he answered.

Katherine grinned. "Honey, I wish we could. I really do. We'd sell a lot more tickets if we were allowed to show off your spectacular cock in all its mouthwatering glory."

"I know I'd come," I said, smiling sweetly.

"I'm sure you would, in more ways than one!" laughed Katherine. "Here's the tricky part, though. Dirk, when you first walk to the bed to start this scene, and again when you and Jen get up to climb under the covers, you two are going to be totally naked; we're talking full-frontal nudity. I want the audience to see how beautiful you both are. They'll see your cock then, and you can't be erect. Somehow you at least need to keep it soft enough that it's not throbbing hard and jutting out halfway across the stage, like it usually is. I don't mind if it's semi-erect. In fact I'd prefer it that way, because it would look awesome. Totally soft, maybe a little chubby, or hanging thick and partially erect, any of those are fine since they won't get us in trouble. You just cannot have a full-blown erection whenever the audience will be seeing your cock. It's too obvious with you, and we can't have you trying to hide it either. You two are supposed to be completely comfortable together, so you wouldn't try to hide it from her."

Giving him a teasing grin, I giggled, "I guess you better think of baseball, or maybe that hideously fat English teacher we had in high school! Just picture her totally butt-naked!"

"Yeah, yeah," he said, "laugh away, little girl. You have that luxury. When you get turned on during these scenes, it's never a problem. Meanwhile, I have to look at you and touch your naked body and somehow not get hard. Laugh all you want, but she's right, this won't be easy.

"Katherine, seriously, any suggestions? I know you don't care if I get hard when we're covered up, and you're right, I will, but what should I do to avoid getting hard those other times?"

"Believe it or not, Jen's right," she said. "Most actors will tell you they just try to think about things that aren't sexy, or they'll focus on their lines. Of course it doesn't always work. Sometimes a guy simply can't help it, and everyone understands that.

"Honestly, though, this comes up a lot more often in TV and film. Since there are so few plays that involve these types of situations, it usually isn't too much of an issue in live theater. Like I told you guys, this is fairly new ground for me, directing a play with full nudity and serious simulated sex."

I said, "Dirk, don't worry, it's not going to be a problem. The more we keep rehearsing these scenes, the less excited you'll get. Eventually all of this will become no big deal to you. Just watch, pretty soon here you won't even be able to get it up for me!"

"That'll never happen," he said, smiling confidently.

"No, I doubt it ever will," grinned Katherine. "Like she said, though, we'll just need to work on it. We still have time before the first live performance. Besides, it's not important that you get hard; it's only important for certain scenes that you don't get hard. If you never become erect, that would be fine."

"No it wouldn't!" I whined, making a pouty face while playfully slapping her on the shoulder.

"Sweetie, I don't think you have anything to worry about. Here, watch this...." She leaned over to Dirk and whispered, "Do you want to fuck Jen?"

She stepped back, and we watched his thick cock rise to full erection in his cargo pants. Flourishing her hands like some hottie hostess on a TV game show, she presented it as if it were a grand prize vacation in Bora Bora. "See?" she giggled. "That's the least of our worries. Jen, his wonderful cock wants you in the worst way, and that's not about to change. Making him hard will never be a problem for you. The main thing is even though I can't have Dirk getting hard-ons at the wrong times, I still need his passion. Seriously, I wish I could show his enormous erections. I want the audience to see his crazy desire for you. The passion you two give me on stage is awesome. I need that, always; every scene, every show."

"Poor Dirk!" I said teasingly, reaching over to stroke his erection, and a giggling Katherine just shook her head. Her expression changed, though, when a small wet spot began forming over the tip of his pulsing cock. Looking Dirk straight in the eye, I continued stroking him, only much more sexily; as the wet spot grew, I cooed, "Poor, poor Dirk. Such a huge burden you carry...such a long, thick, delicious burden...." Kneeling before him, I took firm hold of his shaft and flicked my tongue all around the drooling crown.

'Two can play the taunting game,' I grinned to myself, sucking Dirk's silky pre-cum right through his pants.

Smiling softly, Katherine sighed, "You guys are killing me."

~ ~ ~

Our next rehearsal was an emotional tug-of-war, the two of us doing our best to tease and outright torture each other. During the 'pull down my panties' scene Dirk playfully bit my clit, literally making me jump. Looking up smugly from his knees, he gave me a "Gotcha!" smile. I got my revenge, though, during the 'sixty-nine' scene. After he rimmed my asshole and made me cum like crazy, I brought him to the very brink in my mouth. As he moaned for me to finish him, I squeezed the base of his cock really hard, preventing him from cumming. Over and over I walked him right to the very edge, only to leave him hanging every time.

"What's the matter, honeeey?" I grinned, sweetly singing it into his mouth after taking off my robe and spinning around to lie on top of him.

When we got to the scene on top of the sheets, Dirk couldn't stop himself from becoming totally hard. Looking over my shoulder while pressing my ass against him, I smiled at the sight of his huge erection. "Sweetie, your big, gorgeous cock is saying he wants to go inside me now. I think you should listen to him."

His dick visibly throbbed. 

"Cut!" yelled Katherine, and the whole crew busted up when she added, "Medic! We've got definite wood!"

A few minutes later, after Dirk had gotten control of himself a bit better, we tried running through that same scene again. This time he went straight for my weak spot, penetrating my asshole with the tips of his ring and middle fingers. Staring between my legs, he teased me into a jumpy little orgasm, making me yelp as I squirted all over his hand.

"Clean up on aisle five!" a stagehand shouted.

I was totally mortified, yet I couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else.

Eventually we made it through that scene, then we got up to get into bed. Although Dirk's cock was jutting straight out, it was at least somewhat rubbery, so Katherine let us continue. When we climbed under the covers, Dirk leaned down to kiss me, whispering, "Now you're gonna pay, little girl."

He simply tormented me. That's all anyone could call it. I know Katherine wanted us to go crazy during the sex scenes, but he really was driving me insane with the way he kept dragging his fully erect cock through and over my grasping pussy. He would press the head against my clit, making my whole body spasm; then, while biting my nipples, he'd do these maddening little pokes between my wet lips...in...then out...in a bit further...then right back out.

I finally just grabbed his ass and tried to pull him inside me, crying out, "Goddammit, fuck me!"

Katherine was ecstatic! "Yes! Perfect! Just like that!" she cheered, clapping and jumping up and down like a proud PTA mom. 

Once we switched places and I was on top, I again got my revenge; that is, if cutting off my nose to spite my face can be considered revenge. Pressing my pussy all along the length of his shaft, I gave him the most blatant stripper-grind in the history of lap dance sluts. As I fully drenched his cock, he squeezed my hips so hard that I was certain it would leave bruises.

His breathing was becoming ragged when Katherine called out, "Sheets, guys! I can see pink!"

As Dirk quickly pulled the sheets over my ass, I leaned down to kiss him and whisper, "You're going to cum for me, aren't you, baby? Your cock desperately wants inside my pussy, but he's not allowed in right now. This is what you want to feel though, isn't it?" Nipping his lower lip, I slid up a bit to grasp his shaft with my ass. I flexed and flexed, continuing to drench him with my molten pussy; finally I could feel it in his cock and see it in his face that he was ready to cum, and I breathed into his mouth, "Always remember, your cock belongs in my pussy...and my ass."

I felt his shaft pulsing between my lips; when his hands clutched my hips in a sudden death-grip, I smiled smugly as he shot gobs and gobs of pearly white cum onto his stomach and chest. Extending a good eight inches, one rope shone conspicuously wet on his neck. I was sorely tempted to lick it all up, but after the way he'd been so cruel to me the entire day I decided to let him deal with it on his own. I was really hoping the whole crew would see it.

"Excellent!" Katherine shouted, ending the scene, and I got up to put my robe on. When she came to us and saw Dirk's thick cum glistening all over his body - and none dripping from my pussy - she giggled to me, "Good girl! That'll teach him!"

She went ahead and fetched him a small towel, then we left him there on the bed.

~ ~ ~

"Where's J.T.?" I asked Ray, later that night.

Something was obviously wrong. It was just the two of us sitting on Ray's bed, and he was clearly on edge.

"Uhhh...he went out," was all he would say.

Noticing his level of agitation, I decided not to push it. He quickly jumped into the shower before taking off, leaving me alone in their room.

Fine by me. I just wanted to Instant Message with Steph anyway, so that's what we did. E-mailing her is okay, but Instant Messaging is always a lot more fun. Since we live so far away from each other, the main way we communicate is through texting for short messages and the internet for longer things. Phone calls are just too expensive.

We had a total blast. After I told her all about Katherine, she said that had she known I was such a "raging dyke" she would have fucked me a long time ago!

"Better late than never!" I responded.

"Big talk, from 2,000 miles away!" she wrote back.

"You'll see! The next time you come home, maybe you and I can do a hot lesbo show for Ray and J.T.!"

"Screw that. You can keep J.T. If we're gonna have a threesome, I want it to be with Dirk...or Katherine!"

"Mmmm, me too."

Eventually we had to call it a night, and I went to bed...alone. That's when I discovered why Ray had been acting so squirrelly. Climbing into bed, I pulled back the covers, and there lay a wet, neon pink thong.

It wasn't mine.

~ ~ ~

"Jen, are we going to have a problem with J.T. being here? I mean, seriously, is he gonna freak out when he sees you and Dirk together?"

Katherine and I were speaking alone in my dressing room after J.T. had unexpectedly showed up for tonight's rehearsal. She was genuinely concerned for me, and for Dirk too. I'd already told her about their history, in particular J.T.'s near-obsession with Dirk, so she was a little worried.

When I asked J.T. what he was doing there, he said he wanted to watch one of my "crazy sex shows" in person, and I believed him. He wasn't looking to cause any trouble. If anything, he was just horny. He didn't want to have to wait for me to come by the dorm later before he could get his nightly fix of Jen's Sex News. For once he wanted to witness it firsthand, that's all, and that's what I told Katherine. 

"You don't need to worry about him. He's fine. He just wants to check it out. I told you, he likes to watch me be sexy, so this will get him all excited. I didn't even know he was coming tonight, but now that he's here, hey, whatever. After that crap he pulled on me with Miss Pink Thong, I'm really looking forward to this."

"Okaaaay..." she said, sounding more than a little dubious. "Anyway, you're sure those panties weren't yours? There's absolutely no chance you left them in his bed?"

I just smirked. 

"Okay, so it was a stupid question," she grinned, then she gave me a warm hug. Brushing my hair away, she kissed my ear and whispered, "He must be the biggest idiot in the world."

All throughout the rehearsal Dirk never mentioned a word about J.T. being there. Rather than say anything, he just laid it on extra thick during the make-out scenes, shooting me these fiery looks that sent awesome chills down my spine. He was fully hard the entire time, and Katherine totally let it slide.

God, it turned me on to see him being so competitive and...possessive?

That thought absolutely made me wet.

When we arrived at the scene where he was supposed to expose my ass and nuzzle my pussy, he bypassed my pussy lips and any real nuzzling. Instead he went straight for my cunt, spreading me open and jamming his tongue deep inside. There I was, standing with my bare ass facing the audience, and Dirk was fully eating me out. Since the first few rows of seats are beneath the stage, I'm sure everyone had to be able to see my pussy, so they also had to be able to see Dirk's tongue plunging into my pink depths.




Deceptions Ch. 03



Nobody said a word; except for the wet sounds of my pussy being licked and sucked, the auditorium was utterly silent. Katherine was letting him devour me, so I just went with it; draping my thigh over his shoulder, I spread myself open while wiggling my ass as sexily as possible. It wasn't like I had to fake it, either. My hips were going crazy from Dirk eating my pussy with all of them watching.

When we got to the 'sixty-nine' scene Dirk went straight for my ass, spreading my cheeks and tongue-fucking my tight little star. Moaning long and hard, I came almost instantly, and I couldn't believe he didn't empty his heavy balls right down my throat. He was just brutally fucking my face, driving his cock past my lips as I noisily sucked and slurped in a vain effort to keep up with his relentless pounding. I finally began begging out loud for his cum, but he wouldn't give it to me. He was being a real brat.

Once I'd spun back around to conclude the scene, I stayed right where I was, face to face on top of him. I was giving him time for his cock to go soft; at least that's what I was supposed to be doing. As the curtain descended, we lay grinning in each other's arms, and he followed Katherine's instructions to a tee by gently caressing my ass. I didn't quite play my part, though, choosing instead to drive him insane by clenching my wet pussy all over his pulsing cockhead.

"Ooooh, fuck, Jen! What are you doing?" he grimaced.

Giggling, I got up to grab my robe. Carrying it instead of putting it on, I headed naked to my dressing room. A few moments later there was a knock on my door, then J.T. came in.

"So, what did you think?" I asked, grinning in my vanity mirror.

"I...umm...you're a great actress, Jen. You were just awesome. Damn, it looked so real!" was all he managed to splutter out.

"Did it? Did you enjoy seeing me do those things...with Dirk?" Still grinning, I turned to him. "C'mere."

His hard-on was obvious, and I stroked him through his pants. "I guess you did..." I purred. "Mmmm, you're really going to like this next scene. You'll get to watch Dirk fuck me. Will that turn you on even more, baby? Are you looking forward to seeing me naked with him, my legs spread, my dripping wet pussy being pounded by his huge cock? Do you think you'll cum from watching me, the way you do when I suck Ray's dick?"

I was really laying it on thick. I was enjoying it, and he deserved every bit of it. 

Before the next scene was about to begin, I positioned myself diagonally on the bed, making sure to point my ass directly towards the audience. Again Dirk came out with an enormous erection; again Katherine let it slide. Undulating my hips in rhythm with Dirk's exploring hands, I did my slutty best to expose my wet pussy to J.T. I was praying Dirk would finger-fuck me, and not just my pussy. I wanted him to jam his fingers deep in my ass. Instead he just kept spreading me, opening me wide with outward caressing motions.

"You have such a gorgeous pussy," he whispered.

"Mmmmmm...touch it," I whispered back.

Teasing me instead of touching me, he again pulled my ass open. "You have the cutest little asshole."

"It's yours, but you better take it soon, before I get tired of waiting and give it to someone else," I smiled, turning my head to look at him.

"Someone else like J.T., or someone else like Katherine?" he grinned.

I just wiggled my bottom again. "Mmmm-hmmm! I bet she would know exactly what to do with my ass...."

It's a good thing we weren't mic'd! We were whispering to each other, and Katherine always loves when we do that. She thinks it adds to the realism of the scene, so she never stops us. She just lets us roll in and out of the script.

"Awesome, Dirk!" she called out. "That's an amazing shot of her! Jen, you can't imagine how gorgeous you look!"

Since Katherine seemed to be letting everything go, Dirk went ahead and slid two fingers inside my pussy, deeply fucking me. Moaning, I tilted my hips and spread my legs, totally showing myself to the audience.

"Okay, I think you guys are more than ready to move on to the next scene!" laughed Katherine, but only after she'd let him openly fuck me for a good thirty seconds! Dirk was still completely hard when we hopped up, and all she did was laugh again. "Jesus, Dirk, is that a cock, or a flagpole at the United Nations? Would you get that thing beneath the covers already, you big show-off!"

Once we'd climbed into bed, Dirk finally broached the subject of J.T. being at the rehearsal.

"Why did you bring him here?" he whispered.

I jumped when he slapped his cockhead against my clit. "I didn't," I said, my breathing becoming ragged. "I had no idea he would be here tonight. He just decided to show up on his own."

Dirk leered evilly. "Jen, take it in your hand. You know what to do."

"Oh, you really are cruel," I grinned, reaching down to grasp his steely length. With my other hand I spread my lips while guiding his large flared crown inside the drenched mouth of my pussy. "Maybe with him here you'll finally do more than just tease me...." Smiling sexily, I slid my hips forward, taking a good three inches of cock-perfection into my warm, wet embrace...then I suddenly gasped.

He'd dropped his hips, sinking his thick slab all the way inside me.

"Ohhh god!" I moaned, wrapping my arms and legs around him. He leaned down to kiss me, then it was just wild tongue-wrestling for a solid couple of minutes as his ravenous cock pounded my pussy. Pulling the sheet down, I grabbed his bare ass and drove him into me hard and fast. He was going so deep that it felt like he was bombing my throat, and still I wanted more. Our bodies were loudly smacking together, his huge balls slapping against my ass. I raised my legs higher, draping them on his shoulders; I could hear our wet sluicing sounds, which drove me even crazier. His cock completely filled me, and it was...perfect. It was fucking perfect. I only wished I also had it in my mouth at the same time it was gloriously ransacking my cunt.

Finally I screamed, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Dirk! Fuck me!" 

"It's 'Eric,' you nitwit!" came a stagehand's voice. "What are you, blonde? You're being fucked by Eric Clapton, not Dirk, remember?"

I laughed, Dirk laughed, and suddenly the whole theater was busting up! Looking past Dirk's arm, I saw Katherine laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face, and even J.T. was laughing into his cell phone.

"FINE!" I shouted, still laughing along with everyone else. "Fuck me, ERIC! Oh god, ERIC! Keep fucking me with your huge ERIC cock! Fill my wet pussy with your ERIC cum!"

How awesome! How totally, amazingly awesome! Dirk was finally fucking me, the whole crew plus my boyfriend were watching, and we were all having the best laugh ever!

"I mean it," I said, whispering to Dirk. "Fill me with cum. I've waited so long to feel your cock inside me, and all I want now is to feel it explode. Fill my pussy with your biggest load ever...."

Changing things up, he started fucking me slowly and deeply. I was finally getting to experience the feeling of his massive cock taking my pussy, and it was everything I had ever imagined. It was so big that it literally stretched me open; I felt totally stuffed with warm, hard cock. On every upstroke I jumped at the electric sensation of his silky shaft dragging deliciously along my clit...on every downstroke I moaned when his cockhead kissed my cervix. Each time he hit bottom, his balls slapping against my wet ass cheeks, I cried out with joy.

"God, it's splitting me open...so deep inside my pussy...mmmm, baby...I love your cock...your huge, pounding cock...ooh, yes, fuck my pussy!" I moaned, loudly enough for the janitor to hear me!

That's when Dirk rolled me up on top of him. It was just awesome, too, the way he stayed buried inside me the whole time!

"Sheets! Sheets!" shouted Katherine.

"Sorry!" Dirk shouted back. "Won't happen again! Promise!"

"Better not!" she laughed. "I saw more than just pink that time, you mule!"

The crew loved that one, and I loved watching Dirk's face as I sat up and reached back between my legs to stroke his cock. I loved it even more when I slowly slid down, fully impaling myself on his long, thick shaft.

"Keep my pussy covered, but make sure to let my ass show. I want you to squeeze it like crazy while we fuck our brains out. I'm not going to stop fucking you until we both cum," I whispered.

"You know J.T. is watching. Do you think he realizes?" 

"Probably...you let the sheet drop...dunno...don't care...do you?" I grinned, panting each set of words in short bursts as I rode up and down his thrill-ride cock.

"Not really," he said, pulling me down for a hot kiss.

"Good, then fuck me better than you've ever fucked anyone. Let J.T. watch as you take me from him," I moaned, cumming on his cock just from saying it.

Arching my back, I reached up to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples. Dirk began a ferocious slamming deep inside my pussy, making me cry out in sheer delirium. I was sure everyone could hear our bodies smacking together, but I guess that's what Katherine wanted because she shouted, "Perfect! This is the perfect fuck!"

"Jen, where do you want it? I'm getting close!" hissed Dirk, and I had to reach back to hold the sheet when he let go of it to mash my breasts with both hands. I knew my ass was showing, so I started squeezing it myself while bouncing up and down on his magical dick.

"Awesome move, Jen! Love the ass squeezing!" cheered Katherine.

Leaning down, I whispered to Dirk, "Definitely in my pussy. I want all of it, as much as you can give me." Then I gave his lip a little bite. "Now get your hands back on my ass, and remember the sheet!"

He returned his frantic paws to my ass, but I think he was past the point of paying much attention to the sheet. It sure felt like it had slipped below his hands, which were spreading my cheeks wide open as he mauled them, just squeezing and smacking them in a glorious frenzy. All he wanted was to cum. He was in a wild sprint to the finish line, and nothing else mattered except his majestic cock pounding into my ecstatic pussy at a redline-crashing pace.

When he finally exploded inside me, I screamed, "YESSSS! FUUUUUCK MEEEE!" I think I shocked Dirk with how loud I was, and I know I startled Katherine because she literally shrieked! God, I came hard. There was so much cum dripping from both of us, we couldn't risk getting up from the bed.

Applauding with even more crazy enthusiasm than usual, Katherine exclaimed, "Now THAT is how I want you two to fuck for me, every time!" When I just dropped in a heap onto Dirk's chest, Katherine dashed backstage to grab us a couple of towels. "I'm guessing you guys will need these..." she whispered, grinning brightly as she tossed them on the bed. "Just stay here and catch your breath. I'll cover for you."

From then on, Katherine always made sure there was a big towel hidden beneath the sheets for us.

Knowing I had about an hour before my next scene, I went back to my dressing room. After checking my messages, I turned the lights off and curled up on my little couch to take a quick catnap.

A few minutes later there was a knock at my door. "Jen, it's me. Can I come in?" asked J.T.

I was only wearing a short robe, and my pussy was still leaking cum. I knew I had to reek of sex.

'So? I just did a sex scene! Of course I'm all sweaty, and why wouldn't my pussy be wet?' I thought, trying to rationalize it.

"Come on in," I said, leaning over to adjust the dimmer switch. I was about to ask him what he thought of the scene when he just launched himself on top of me! Before I even knew what was happening, he was thrusting his erection inside my cum-filled pussy!

"Oh, fuck, Jen! That was the most awesome thing I have ever seen! You made it look so real!" Railing me like a madman, he laughed, "Jesus, your pussy is totally drenched! I've never felt it this wet before! God, you are so fucking hot!"

Grasping his hips to pull him into me, I urged him on. "Hurry, baby," I whispered. "We don't have much time, so cum for me."

I wanted him to add his cum to Dirk's, just to make sure.

As J.T. was pouring his load inside me, I heard another knock on my door. Before I could say anything, Katherine popped into the room.

"Oh! Sorry!" she said, quickly ducking back out.

"You gotta get out of here!" I giggled to J.T., pushing him off of me and out the door.

A few moments later I was lying back on my little sofa, laughing to myself over how crazy things had gotten lately. The knock on the door came again, and this time Katherine asked, "Jen? May I come in?"

"Come on in. Everyone else does!" I laughed.

She came in and sat down beside me on the sofa. "Sorry about that. I didn't know you had company," she smiled, caressing my face. "Sweetie, you should probably lock the door when you're entertaining guests."

"I'm sorry about that, too. I swear I didn't know he was going to come to my dressing room, then he just went crazy. God, I've never seen him so horny. He was inside me before I even had a chance to say anything. The next thing I knew, there you were, watching him fuck me like a maniac...."

"Can't exactly say I blame him," she grinned. Taking my hand, she laughed, "For as long as he lives, I bet the image of you fucking Dirk like that will forever be burned into his brain!"

I squeezed her hand and held it to my chest. My robe was open, I was lying on my back with two full loads of cum inside my pussy, and my favorite person in the whole world was smiling at me. I didn't know what to say, so I just kissed her hand before bringing it back to my chest.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

I'd already gotten over J.T.'s clumsy horndog attack. Honestly, it barely even registered with me. I was still replaying in my mind the epic fucking Dirk had given me, and I was also enjoying lurid visions starring my sexy Katherine.

"Oh, believe me, I'm just fine," I said, smiling softly. "And thank you...thank you soooo much." I kissed her hand again before laying it on my bare stomach.

"What are you thanking me for?" she asked, returning my smile while gently rubbing my warm tummy.

"I'm thanking you for everything you've done for me, and for the way you always make me feel so beautiful. Katherine, it's everything you do, and every word you say. I love every moment I'm with you. I swear, I love every single thing about you."

Katherine started crying! Oh god! I sat up and hugged her, frantically kissing her beautiful, glimmering eyes. Then I started crying too!

"Jen...god...you amazing, wonderful girl...you have no idea what you're doing to me," she said, brushing away our tears.

As she touched my face, I basked in the warmth of her radiant smile. "Katherine, all I know is that for the first time in my life I'm feeling what other people feel. I've never felt any truly intense emotions before, and now you're making me feel them every day. Because of you, I'm becoming a real woman. This time you've given me - this time with you, and with Dirk - it's like a godsend."

"What about J.T.?" she asked, seductively running her fingertips through my soft little landing strip of pubic hair.

"Mmmm, you have the best touch in the whole world, you know that?"

"If that's true, it's only because I'm touching the most beautiful girl in the whole world," she said, smiling sweetly. "So, what about J.T.?"

"This will sound cruel, but I think I'm pretty much done with him. He cheats way too much, plus he's just not...you know...."

"He's just not what, baby?" she asked, caressing my wet pussy lips.

"He's just not...you. He doesn't make me feel the way you do. No one ever has. Katherine, I've never been in love before, not until I fell in love with you."

Her bottom lip trembling, she tried to respond, but her voice caught in her throat. I spread my legs for her, and she let out a sexy gasp.

"Are you going to make me cum again?" I asked, reaching out to touch her shimmering tears.

"Yes, I will...if you want me to," she whispered, her steady gaze fixed on my delicate pink petals.

"You know I do."

Smiling happily, she spread my lips with her fingertips, and a new thought instantly overwhelmed me.

"Katherine, will you let me make you cum too? Please?"

Hopping up to lock my door, she purred, "Mmmm, I've got news for you, baby...." Returning to my side, she reached beneath her skirt to slip off her panties. "You already have...many, many times."

When she leaned down to kiss me, I knew my wildest dreams were coming true. She pressed her tongue between my lips, making me moan her name. Grasping my breast, she pinched the nipple before lightly nipping at it with her teeth, and I nearly passed out.

"Then let me do it again. God, I want to see you cum," I managed to whisper between ragged breaths, as I began turning her hips.

"Oh, Jen..." she moaned.

I felt warm breath on my tender labia, then a soft, feminine kiss. 'Oh my god,' I thought, realizing she was going to eat my pussy full of cum; clutching her beautiful bottom, I shuddered through a sudden, delicious orgasm.

"Oh god...oh fuck!" she yelped when I pressed my mouth to her silky slit. As I slithered my tongue inside, I felt her pussy spasm. It was just amazing, the way her entire body quivered.

Damn, I wanted her more than anything. Burying my face in her gorgeous sex, I spread her open and attacked her shining wet flower with a hunger I'd never known. When she cried my name, moaning it deep inside my pussy, I came and came and came....

~ ~ ~

"Jen...Dirk...this is Jeff, my dashing boyfriend, while this stunningly sexy creature is Carrie, my dearest friend in the whole wide world."

Katherine shared a secret smile with me as she introduced us to Carrie, her girlfriend. "Nobody here but you knows about us. Everyone else thinks she's just my friend," Katherine whispered to me, giggling as we all exchanged hugs.

"Your secret is safe with me!" I whispered back, grinning while playfully biting her ear.

After shaking Dirk's hand, Jeff was pretty obvious in the way he looked me over.

Carrie, though, wooo, she looked at me like, well, I'm not quite sure. Was her look that of the protective mother antelope who spies a hungry hyena trailing after her foal, or was it more the look of the hungry hyena? I couldn't read her, but she was definitely giving me an intense stare.

"So you're the gorgeous thing Katie keeps going on and on about," she finally said, her eyes conspicuously traveling up and down my body. "It's Jennifer, correct?"

I still couldn't tell. Was I the threat or the prey? 

"Yes, it's Jennifer. Everyone just calls me Jen," I smiled.

'Madison Avenue blonde,' I thought, quickly pigeonholing her.

Carrie looked very high-dollar; slick and refined...unattainable. She seemed nine feet tall, all of it slim legs and golden blonde hair. She had small breasts and a tight, beautiful ass, with not an ounce of fat anywhere on her elegant body. Adding everything up, including her long, slender neck, she looked positively regal.

She also looked positively feral. I decided I'd need to watch myself around her, at least until I could read her intentions more clearly.

"I hear you and Dirk will be putting on quite a show for us tonight," she said, inscrutable as ever.

Going out of my way to look her over just as blatantly as she was appraising me, I gave her a coy smile. "It's mostly Dirk's show. He sings, he plays guitar, he makes love and war and chases after fire trucks. He carries everything. The show is named after my character, but I'm really more of a prop than anything."

"Hmmm...now why do I have this feeling that you're being just a skosh overly modest?" Grinning mischievously, she took my hand and held it over my head, inviting me to spin for her.




Deceptions Ch. 03



'You really want to check me out? Fine, I'll show you all I have...' I decided, spinning for her as sexily as I could, provocatively thrusting my tits and ass out at the appropriate moments.

"Oh my! Katie certainly wasn't exaggerating," said Carrie, flashing an approving smile. "Darling, truly you're being entirely too modest. You are absolutely stunning, and our dear, sweet Katie doll has doubtless concocted a deliciously wicked scheme that will display each of your uniquely pleasing talents to the utmost effect."

Katherine and Carrie exchanged amused grins before Katherine laughed, "Jen, don't mind her. Believe it or not, she always talks that way. She's quite the flatterer."

After giving Jeff and Carrie each a warm kiss on the cheek, she led Dirk and me away, explaining, "I really need to get these two backstage now. It's time to start getting ready for the show!"

Carrie never took her eyes off me.

~ ~ ~

Opening Night was finally upon us. After what seemed like only the blink of an eye, all the long weeks of rehearsals were over. It was time to do this thing in front of a live audience.

Judging by the way Katherine came blustering excitedly into my dressing room to tell me the place was sold out, I guess the advance buzz must have been pretty good. The biggest thing to her was the fact that at least two major papers had sent reviewers to catch our show.

"I know you're gonna knock 'em dead, Jen," she enthused. "It's just Dirk's overly eager cock we've gotta worry about. Seriously, we should hire him a fluffer. Instead of having the girl blow him to keep him hard before his nude scenes, we'll have her blow him to make him cum. Maybe that way he won't have such a huge boner every second he's in front of the audience!"

"No!! Don't ruin my toy!" I whined, adding a dramatic pout. Laughing together, we hugged, and just as quickly as she'd blown into my room she was gone again.

Deciding I was as ready as I was ever going to be, I went to Dirk's dressing room to wish him good luck.

"So, are you all set for the night of your life?" he smiled, greeting me with a warm, friendly hug. The amazing thing about his hug was that it was probably the first completely innocent body-contact we'd ever shared.

"Yep! I'm like totally spazzing!" I exclaimed, squeezing him tight. "I can't believe it's finally here, our first professional Opening Night! What about you? Aren't you excited too?"

"Jen, I need to tell you something..." he said, pulling me by my hand to his sofa.

"What is it?" I asked, wondering why he'd suddenly become so serious.

"Okay, here's the deal. You know I took this thing on as kind of a joke, right? The only reason I signed up to do this was to be with you...well, okay, and also to piss off J.T."

I was about to respond when he cut me short.

"Just let me get this out before you say anything," he said, squeezing my hand.

Nodding, I let him go on.

"I moved in next door at the dorm to be close to you, and I auditioned for this play to be with you. You already know that. The thing is, I never seriously thought I'd get the part. I mean, c'mon, I'm not even an actor. I figured nobody in their right mind would ever hire me to play the lead role in a professional play, much less the lead role as Eric fucking Clapton! That's insane!"

"But you're great, Dirk. You really are. Everyone says so," I said, squeezing his hand right back.

"Jen, I haven't even been trying! I've just been fucking around while enjoying my time with you. That's all it was ever about to me. I never cared about this play!"

"Dirk, okay, so your plan worked. You got me, didn't you? You should be happy now. Everything went exactly the way you wanted; the moving in next door, this play...all of it. What's the problem?"

"Jen, what I'm trying to tell you is that I'm scared shitless, okay?"

"Scared? About what? You know I'll do anything you want."

"That's not what I'm talking about. See, it suddenly dawned on me during my ride home after our first time, you know, when we finally did it on stage. I thought to myself, 'Holy fuck, dude, your whole life could change because of this play. More importantly, so could Jen's, and you better not screw it up for her. This could be the beginning of everything she ever dreamed about. It could put her on the road to stardom...and you too, you idiot! Did you even consider that?'

"Jen, now that this thing is really here, it's hitting me like a ton of bricks. I realize what's at stake, and I'm afraid I'll blow it. I'm afraid I'll blow it for you."

Kissing his hand, I said, "Dirk, you'll be great. You're always great. Just do what you do. You know the songs, you have a killer voice, and you could do your lines in your sleep. When we're together on stage, just look at me; remember who I am to you, and who you've become to me. I promise, everything will be fine.

"Besides, believe me, I'm nervous too! It's okay to be nervous. Nervous is good; that's what everyone always says."

Giving him a sexy look, I slid his hand up the back of my thigh and under my robe. "Baby, remember what you promised me. Tonight's the night, and J.T. will be in the audience. Focus on that. As long as you keep thinking about what you're going to do to me out there, you'll breeze right through this thing, just like you always do."

"I did promise you tonight would be the night, didn't I?" he grinned, cupping my bare ass.

I pressed myself hard against him, whispering in his ear, "Yes, you did, baby. Tonight I give my ass to you. For the first time ever a cock - your cock - will fuck me in my forbidden place. You will take my ass tonight, Dirk. I've saved it just for you, and I want you to keep thinking about how amazing it's going to feel when you slide your huge dick up my tiny, virgin hole. Before you know it, you'll have taken my final cherry, and we'll be cumming together...with J.T., Ray, Katherine, my parents, and all of New York City watching. We'll even get to read about it in the papers!"

Reaching down to squeeze his growing cock, I grinned, "You're gonna be awesome tonight. You are absolutely going to own."

"You're starting to sound like Katherine," he said, hugging me close. "And I mean that in the very best of ways. Thank you, Jen. I knew I needed to talk to you."

"Are we still good for tonight then?" I asked, trying to chirp as cheerfully as Katherine would. Glancing down, I saw that he had another enormous erection. "God, baby, look at you..." I said, going to my knees. Quickly undoing his pants, I pulled out his throbbing cock and brought it to my mouth. Moaning hungrily, I gave it a couple of long, delicious slurps and teasing nips before using two hands to feed it all the way into my throat. Savoring the intense pleasure, I hummed happily around his thick shaft, then I simply began bobbing my head, eagerly sucking every glorious inch. I didn't want him cumming just yet, though, so after giving his pee slit a final little lick I came to my feet again. Never releasing his insatiable hard-on, I returned to his warm embrace. "Mmmm...your dick is definitely ready for tonight," I purred, playfully biting his lip.

Damn, my heart was racing. My life was zooming, and I was loving every second of the ride.

"You just wait, little girl. You won't even be able to walk tomorrow," he breathed hotly, slipping a thick finger up my ass as his tongue slithered into my mouth.

"Promises, promises," I whispered, dancing my bottom while melting into his kiss.

~ ~ ~

The play was going along great, but then I had it easy since the early scenes were mostly all music pieces with Clapton and Harrison. My first appearance wasn't until a good twenty minutes in, so I was able to sit off to the side of the stage and watch Dirk belt out his songs.

Looking out at the audience, I noticed J.T., Ray, and Katherine's people were all in the second row. When Carrie spotted me, she blew me a kiss! Giggling, I blew one right back. Beaming brightly, she pretended to catch it before dropping it down the front of her dress! I laughed so hard that I had to cover my mouth, which made her laugh too.

Suddenly I was no longer nervous; I was just eager and excited. I wanted...everything. I wanted love and laughter and adulation. I wanted sex. I wanted hands and mouths, pussies and cocks. I wanted to cum for the world, and I wanted Dirk, Katherine and Carrie to cover me in kisses.

I laughed to myself when I realized I also wanted to make that sweet knucklehead Ray cum in his pants.

Finally my part came up, and I honestly don't even remember reciting my lines. I can't recall anything I did, at least not until our first make-out scene.

As Dirk and I were getting ready to head on out there, Katherine gave us each a big hug before offering her final words of encouragement. "Let's really turn up the heat, guys. Just totally go for it!"

To her great relief, I'm sure, Dirk managed not to be completely erect during our first hug, kiss and grope. I did my little ass-wiggle when his hands went to my bottom, then I giggled in his mouth at the sight of Katherine clapping excitedly offstage.

When Dirk stood me front and center and began running his hands up the backs of my thighs, I think I floated right out of my body. 

I'll never forget the lone female gasp I heard from the otherwise strikingly silent audience when Dirk first pulled my robe over my ass. As he tugged my panties down, I had a wet, crashing orgasm that I thought would never end. To my everlasting gratitude, he quickly realized that at least on this night he had to do more than simply squeeze and cup my bare ass before nuzzling my pussy; he also literally had to hold me up, just to keep me from collapsing. 

I barely had enough presence of mind to do my ass-wiggle before stepping out of my panties. 

Dirk whispered, "Relax, Jen. This is just like that night at the dorm when you showed off your ass in your sexy robe, daring me to take you. You wanted me to fuck you right there on the couch, hoping someone would see us. That's all we're doing now. Knowing that people are watching, you're letting me touch your ass and eat your pussy, the same as we've been doing for weeks. No biggie, right?" Grinning, he made sure to show the audience every inch of my naked, trembling bottom, and with the way he hungrily licked my pussy I didn't need any reminders from Katherine to dance my hips and wiggle my ass.

His gentle words brought me back into the moment, and finally I was able to settle down.

Although Katherine couldn't have known what Dirk had said, she gave us a big thumbs-up when she saw me relax and mentally rejoin the scene. Once Dirk could tell that I was back on the same planet with him, he playfully nipped at my pussy while whispering, "Good girl! There's my beautiful slut!"

Smiling happily, I mouthed, "Yep! Here I am!" Grinding my hips, I pulled his head firmly between my legs, then I went that one step further again by draping my thigh over his shoulder. I wanted everyone in that audience to see his tongue lapping away at my wet pussy.

From off to the side Katherine stage-whispered, "Awesome!"

When we moved to the scene where I was to unsnap Dirk's silk pajamas, I heard another couple of gasps from the audience, including a seriously hot moan from Carrie. That wasn't designed to be one of Katherine's "show off Jen's ass" scenes, but I kind of spaced on where I was supposed to position myself. Katherine wanted me sitting up straight on my knees as I began to undo his pajamas. Instead I was leaning forward, and the gasps came in response to the spread-legged shot of my bare ass and pussy I was inadvertently offering the audience.

Nuzzling the front of Dirk's pajamas as I pulled them open, it was obvious he was fully hard. I knew we needed to get those house lights lowered, but I couldn't resist the temptation to run my lips over his crazy bulge, which made Katherine giggle. When Dirk reached to click off the little lamp on the end table, I made a sexy show of tugging his pajamas down and tossing them aside before nudging him onto the sofa.

What a relief, having the place go nearly dark. What a rush, too! A breathless hush fell over the audience, then a continuous murmuring began to build as I returned my lips to his rampant erection. "Here we go, baby!" I whispered excitedly. Moaning around the head, I slowly swallowed him all the way down, taking my sweet time to savor every last inch. Thrilled to be sucking his dick on stage, I was determined to perform the sexiest blowjob anyone in that audience had ever seen. Moving my bare ass in provocative circles, I arched my back and used both hands to pump him while slipping the tip of my tongue into his already-drooling slit. Also, instead of using my Layla wig's long hair to help keep him somewhat covered, I casually hooked it over my ear so everyone would be able to see the silhouette of my mouth traveling up and down his seemingly endless pole.

The way he kept thrusting his hips and tugging on my nipples told me he was growing impatient, though, which he confirmed by suddenly pulling me up into a sixty-nine.

I'm sure Katherine thought we went a little too fast there, but I think we more than made up for it once I was on top of him.

At first I thought Dirk was going to be content to lick my pussy as I hummed my throat around his pounding length, but it wasn't long before he buried his face in my ass, loudly slapping my cheeks with both hands. A startled squeal came from a woman in the audience; still we made no effort to quiet the passionate sounds of our oral sex display. In fact, I went out of my way to give him the wettest, slurpiest, noisiest blowjob ever. I didn't even try to use my upper body to shield what I was doing. No, I just trusted to the lighting while continuing to thrill to the thought of the silhouette I imagined we must have been making with my mouth hungrily moving up and down his towering erection. Letting out a deep moan, I realized that I wouldn't have minded at all if Katherine had left the house lights on. I wanted everyone there to watch me suck his beautiful dick.

In the meantime Dirk just kept laving and deep-tonguing my asshole, making me smile around his shaft. Normally he devoted most of that scene to eating my pussy; this time he spent nearly all of it prepping my ass for what we both knew would be happening in the very next act.

'What a considerate guy!' I thought, laughing to myself at the absurdity of it all.

I wasn't about to let him shoot his initial huge load of cum down my throat, though...not this time. I knew he could get it up and cum again after intermission, no problem; that wasn't the issue. No, I simply wanted to save his biggest eruption for my very first ass-fucking. By giving the base of his pulsing shaft a firm squeeze every time I felt him approaching blast-off, I let him know that he wasn't going to be allowed to cum just yet. Fortunately, it didn't take him long to pick up on what I wanted. Knowing Katherine was still waiting for our "massive orgasms," Dirk and I actually went into full-on acting mode! Yep, we faked the loudest, wildest mutual-cums ever! It was hella fun!

Finally, following another loud smacking of my bottom from Dirk - which had become our usual cue - I got up from the couch. With my body turned sidelong to the audience I slipped my robe over my shoulders, letting it fall to the stage. Arching my back and cupping my breasts, I was happy to see my fully erect nipples standing out nicely in profile. I held that pose for a few beats before slowly bending at the waist to climb down on top of Dirk.

"No cumming for you yet, mister," I whispered once we were pressed together, face to face. Giving the audience another sexy silhouette, I pooched my wiggling ass way up high, right into Dirk's welcoming hands, then I teased my full breasts with their erect tips back and forth over his lips.

"Holy fucking god..." came a male voice from the audience, just before the stage went completely dark.

Utter silence...then an explosion of raucous cheers, whistles and applause.

"I think we done good!" smiled Dirk as the curtain slowly descended.

Nodding happily, I kissed him on the lips. "C'mon, let's go!" I said, pulling him up once the curtain had lowered all the way. He made a move to grab my robe and his pajamas, until I whispered, "No, those still need to be here at the beginning of the next scene. We never do put them back on, remember?"

We dashed naked off the stage, and Katherine was right there to meet us with two plush robes before hurrying us away. Finally stopping to pull us into a group hug near our dressing rooms, she was literally jumping up and down with joy!

"Did you hear that? Did you guys fucking hear that?! They went crazy for you! They loved it! You were absolutely incredible! Jen, that was the hottest thing ever, the way you moaned and made all those slurping sounds as you sucked his dick! God, you did such long, sexy strokes, letting us see the silhouette of your mouth moving up and down his huge cock! Then there was that killer kitty-stretch you added at the end, when you arched your back and thrust out your erect nipples! Damn, girl, that was awesome! Where did you come up with that? And oh my god, you had like a five-minute orgasm when Dirk lifted your robe and pulled down your panties! I about died, watching you cum and cum and cum!

"Dirk, what did you do to calm her down there? Before you somehow pulled her back together, she looked like she was about to dissolve into a puddle right in front of you! Seriously, what did you say to her?"

Grinning, Dirk took my hands. "I told her to relax; that it was no biggie. She's used to having me show off that perfect ass of hers, so let's just do what we always do."

I smiled to Katherine. "He said exactly the right thing, in exactly the right way, at exactly the right time." Then I turned back to Dirk. "Thank you so much, baby. You totally saved me out there." Giving him a big hug, I smothered his face with smacking wet kisses.

"That's awesome, Dirk...really awesome," Katherine said, taking his hands after we'd finished hugging. "You guys are just amazing. I still can't believe you haven't been doing this for years. You two have the poise of people who've performed on stage their entire lives."

"Hey, what can I say?" smiled Dirk, without a hint of sarcasm. "I love this girl. I'll do anything for her. You guys oughtta know that by now."

My hands went to my mouth in shock. Blinking through my tears, I could only whisper, "Oh, Dirk...."

He gave me a deeply penetrating stare. "Jen, you know I love you. Whatever happens out there, I am not going to let you down."

With her big, gorgeous eyes filled to overflowing, Katherine moved me into Dirk's arms for the warmest, sexiest, most erotic kiss of my young life. As she hugged me from behind, I felt her beautiful tears on my neck.

Just wanting to touch her, I reached back to caress her face. After kissing my shoulder, she brought my hand to her lips. One by one she kissed my fingers, then, as suddenly as she does everything else, she ran off behind some heavy curtains, leaving the two of us alone backstage.

"You know what this means," I said, looking up starry-eyed at Dirk.

"What does this mean?" he asked, giving me a sweet, wonderful smile.

"It means no refunds, and no returns. Now you have to take my ass in this next scene. You wouldn't dare turn me down again, like you did at the dorm...not if you love me."

Hugging me close, Dirk whispered in my ear, "I do love you, Jen, and I don't want any refunds. I only want you."

"So no more of our little deceptions? Awww, and just when I was starting to get the hang of it," I teased.

We knew we only had a few minutes before the start of the next scene; not that we really had anything major to do in order to get ready for it. I mean it wasn't like we had to do any big wardrobe or make-up changes. We were going to be fully nude. All we had to do was take our positions and wait.




Deceptions Ch. 03



Finally, it was time. I was led to the bed, and Dirk went into the little ersatz bathroom the crew had included for the hotel room scenes. Feeling truly liberated - or was it truly wicked? - I positioned myself atop the covers with my leg fully bent at the hip, spreading myself wide open. A lot of people in that audience were going to get a clear view between my legs; in particular, those who were sitting stage-left would have a perfect shot of my naked pussy.

Then I remembered that Carrie was sitting over there! 'Amazing,' I thought. 'J.T. and Ray are also there, yet I'm more excited about Carrie seeing me!'

The house lights blinked, letting everyone know that the play was about to resume.

When the curtain rose, there I was, facedown naked on the bed, illuminated by a lamp on the nightstand plus some ambient stage lighting. I had my head turned toward the bathroom. I wasn't about to miss Dirk's first full-frontal display before a live audience!

I was supposed to be asleep, the two of us having moved over to the bed following our sixty-nine on the sofa. Exiting the bathroom, Dirk would join me on the bed, gently waking me so we could slip under the covers and make love.

I giggled to myself when I noticed that I'd happened to lay right on top of Katherine's ever-present, thick and fluffy "clean-up" towel hidden beneath the covers.

That Katherine, she never misses a thing. I swear, she really is the best woman I've ever met.

'Here he comes!' I thought excitedly, watching the phony bathroom door swing open. When I heard the first gasps, whistles and catcalls from the audience, I grinned to myself, 'That's right, ladies, eat him up!' His cock was by no means soft, that's for damn sure! He wasn't fully erect, but he was nothing like flaccid either. As he bounced his way over to me, god, he was absolutely ginormous! His swaying shaft was just outrageously long and mouthwateringly thick, and only a little rubbery. Totally thrilled for him, I giggled into my pillow, "Yeah, you show 'em, baby!"

With his awesome dick bobbing crazily, he knee-walked across the bed before settling in beside my hip. Gently stroking my lower back to wake me, he leaned down to nuzzle my neck, giving me sweet little kisses just below the ear.

I whispered, "Well hi there! It looks like someone was maybe a little too happy to see me laid out like this, huh?"

He whispered back, "I tried to think of baseball, but I just kept imagining you as the ball girl! You were showing the crowd your ass every time you bent over to grab a foul ball!"

"Be happy, baby, your cock looked amazing. I'm so proud of the way you showed it off, and I bet Katherine totally loved it. Now say something to me, silly!"

After sitting up to caress my legs, he recited his 'wake-up' line. That was my cue to stir and do my little part there, which consisted of a happy purr, an ass-wiggle, then a warm and breathy, "Mmmm, that feels good."

Leaning forward, he began kissing and stroking me everywhere. He must have really been into it because he kissed me a lot more than we'd ever rehearsed it for that scene. Starting between my shoulder blades, he trailed his lips down my spine and all the way through my ass crack, eventually slowing to linger over my tingling little star.

A woman in the audience let out a low, sexy moan.

"Look at my goose bumps. Baby, you're giving me chills. Let's get under the covers," I said, finally reciting the long-awaited line...my passport to heaven.

I stood and stretched at the foot of the bed, and that was another thing I just added out of the blue. Stretching way up high on my tiptoes, I raised my arms above my head, clasping my hands together at the very top. It was a move that tightened my abdomen and arched my back, forcing my breasts to thrust out as far they would go while also giving the audience a great look at my flexing calves and thighs. By spreading my legs shoulder-width apart, I offered another perfect shot of my glistening pussy.

Anyone in the first few rows definitely had a clear view of my wet lips, and I'm sure the light shining through my bare split must have made for one sexy silhouette. When I was done stretching, I bounced down onto my heels, making my full, heavy breasts judder.

Turning to walk around the bed, I heard a female voice from the audience moan, "My lord...."

Once I'd made my way over to my side of the bed, I bent at the waist to fluff my pillow before pulling back the covers, knowing full well I was wagging my naked pussy directly at the audience.

I was about to cum again, and we hadn't even started yet!

When I climbed into bed, I wasted no time in spreading my legs and pulling Dirk on top of me. Grinning in anticipation, he moved between my wide-open thighs while leaning down to kiss me. I knew I needed to keep at least some of his ass covered, so I raised my knees to form a tent with the sheet.

One of the great things about that scene is there's no scripted dialogue. Katherine just wants us to fuck. As long as we remain in character, whatever we say while we're having sex is fine by her. We don't need to fake anything.

"Remember to call me 'Eric' this time, doofus," Dirk whispered.

I laughed out loud, which probably would have seemed oddly inappropriate to the audience were it not for the fact that Dirk chose that moment to make it look like he was very obviously pushing inside me. The timing of his first hip-thrust made it seem like I was laughing with joy as he drove between my legs, and that's exactly what he was doing. His incredible cock was smoothly penetrating my welcoming pussy. As it so happened, I was laughing more and more with every amazing inch that kissed my hot depths. My pussy was so wet, I was sure everyone in the building could hear it. I was literally dripping down my ass, and I had my first big orgasm of the scene when he whispered, "Here it is, baby...this is where we go for it. Finally, we're going to fuck the way we've always wanted to."

I creamed all over his balls, and that was it; I completely threw myself into fucking him.

"Take me! Fuck my pussy!" I cried, and Dirk drilled me like a man on a mission. Slam! Slam! Slam! For god knows how long, we were just this unceasing pagan cacophony of grunts, moans and unintelligible panted commands and exclamations.

He at least had the presence of mind to whisper, "The sheet! Remember my sheet!" I pulled him into me by his ass, using the sheet to help drive him home; matching the rhythm of his powerful thrusts were my crazily bouncing breasts, shuddering hips and wild animal moans.

I happened to glance past his arm into the crowd, where I noticed a middle-aged woman simply touching her fingertips to her throat. Unblinking, her expression frozen, she looked like she was in a trance. Quickly scanning down the row, I spotted Ray elbowing J.T. in the ribs, goading him over and over. Again I laughed out loud, even as Dirk continued to devastate me with his incessant pounding.

I heard our bodies slapping together, accompanied by the deliciously wet sluicing sounds of my pussy clutching his shaft on every stroke.

My glance landed next on Carrie, whose face was a total blank; as if in a daze, almost spellbound, she was absentmindedly sucking her middle finger.

'Yes, watch me, Carrie. Watch how I take this huge cock,' I thought. Throwing caution to the wind, I let the sheet slip below my hands clutching Dirk's ass, further revealing his unrelenting assault on my joyful pussy.

Moments later I came again, drenching us both, as well as the towel beneath us. When Dirk felt me cumming, he slid two thick fingers up my ass, making me jerk spasmodically through an endless screaming orgasm. That was the longest one ever! Jesus, I just could not stop cumming. Gushing out a torrent of clear juice, my pussy completely soaked us. There was so much hot, slippery cum on our slightly scratchy towel that it felt like we were fucking atop a huge slice of warm buttered toast.

"Oh my god...oh my god...oh my god..." I kept babbling, wondering when my crashing orgasm would ever release me. Finally, as I felt it cresting, I pulled Dirk down and tightly hugged him while crying out, "I love you!!"

Once I'd regained some semblance of awareness, I rolled him onto his back, making sure to keep his granite cock inside me. Straddling him, I felt my entire upper body and most of my ass become exposed to the audience. He grasped my bottom through the sheet and just kept fucking me and fucking me, stretching my tiny pussy to the limit. I was bombing his cock, my breasts bouncing even more crazily as my ass shuddered with each pounding stroke from his mile-long dick. Slowing to grind on him, I lost my mind over the feeling of his enormous spongy crown kissing my cervix. I started up a loud moaning, shamelessly begging for his promise to never stop fucking me. Pulling me close, he brought my breast to his mouth; I screamed when he took my entire areola between his teeth and bit down hard. Capturing the aching nipple, he began giving it little nips, making me yelp like a bitch in heat with each bite.

When he finally released my pulsing tip, I sat up nice and high again, lifting until he popped out of me. Grinning triumphantly, I took hold of that gorgeous fucking billy club of his and positioned it at my tight little pucker. "Now you're going to give it to me!" I growled, releasing my thighs and pressing my ass down...down...down. Trying to impale myself, I literally howled from the exquisite pain, and Dirk laughed in astonishment at my wild banshee cry. I'd only taken the head and maybe the first couple of inches inside me, and already it was the fullest I had ever felt.

Dirk laughed deliriously, matching the manic rhythm of my howls as I kept pushing. I didn't care how much it hurt; I wasn't going to stop until I'd taken that entire battering ram all the way up my ass.

"GODDAMMIT! FUCK MY ASS!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, and Dirk cried out right along with me when I drove myself down as hard as I could. 

My brain melted, and I probably broke a window somewhere. Feeling his balls slam into my quivering bottom, knowing I'd done it, I had finally taken a cock all the way up my tight, sexy ass - and not just any cock, either, but Dirk's massive pole - that realization set me off; I started launching myself up and down, fucking him in an out-of-control frenzy. Howling in a consistent guttural pitch, I was cumming so much that I don't think it ever really stopped.

When his dam finally burst, and I felt the eruption of hot cum jetting deep inside my tremulous clutch, my mind completely snapped. All hell broke loose, and I had to throw myself down against his chest as my pussy began squirting and squirting and squirting! I was going off like a busted sprinkler head, just gushing all over us, making a wet, sopping mess everywhere. I had to stay down; if I'd sat up at all, everyone in that theater would have seen a fountain of clear cum arcing out of me!

"Oh my fucking god," I panted as my insane orgasm kept washing over me, thoroughly wiping me out. I had never gushed like that before, and it just wouldn't stop! What in the hell was happening?

Though Dirk was holding me tight, his manic laughter also never stopped. He just kept laughing and laughing, like he was being tickled by a thousand wet-nosed puppies! "I can't believe it! I can't believe it!" he kept panting between rapid bursts of laughter. "God, I love you! You are so incredible!! I love you!!"

I totally rag-dolled; there were no bones in my body, other than the colossal one still pounding its way up my ass. I was nothing but a gelatinous blob of utterly satiated girl-flesh.

Finally his tireless cock began to soften, and with an audible 'plop' my ass squeezed him out. Holding each other, we trembled together, our breathing eventually finding a shared rhythm.

"I can't believe you did that!" he whispered, still laughing a little. 

"Me either! I've never done that before!"

"Jen, that was awesome! That was the greatest thing ever!"

"Oh god, it really was...it really was...." Smiling serenely, I punched him in the chest, making the audience laugh.

"Oww! Jesus! What was that for?" he whispered, holding his chest.

I giggled, "That was for making me wait so long, you big jerk!"

~ ~ ~

Having made it through Opening Night, we were all standing around together afterwards in the lobby. I pretty much had no choice but to join everyone, since my dressing room was filled to bursting with about a million red roses. There wasn't any room left for me!

Katherine was beaming as she spoke with all her various well-wishers, and she made a point of introducing me to everyone. Saying that it was tradition, she insisted I hold a large bunch of long-stemmed roses while taking pictures and accepting congratulations, then she had me speak with the small gathering of media that appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

My parents were never going to miss my first professional show, not in New York City, and they were standing with Professor Keener and Katherine. Dirk was understandably concerned about what they would say, but I knew there was no reason to worry. They were dyed-in-the-wool theater people who weren't the least bit uptight about nudity or sex.

After Dad shook Dirk's hand and congratulated him on his fine performance, my parents held me at arm's length while Mom declared that her little girl had really grown up. They hugged me and told me how proud they were, then Mom began crying when Professor Keener joined our hug.

"I hate to be the kind of guy who says, 'I told ya so!'" he grinned to Mom. Laughing heartily, he went ahead and said it anyway.

When Katherine literally jumped into his arms, he twirled her round and round as if she were a little girl. She was certainly laughing like one. God, she was so gorgeous. In Katherine's never-ending world of happiness this was the most joyous moment yet, especially with all her friends there to share it with her.

Once things had quieted down a bit, Ray and J.T. made an appearance. Standing at Dirk's side, I was quietly talking with my parents when Ray came up to me and blurted excitedly, "Jen, I had no idea you could be that good! You were totally awesome! Girl, I'm serious, you're gonna be a star!"

Thanking him, I gave him a big hug. It really felt great to know that he was so genuinely excited for me. Ray was always such a sweetheart.

After J.T. said hello to my parents, he gave Dirk a grudging nod before turning to ask me if we could have a quick moment alone.

Excusing myself, we moved to a quiet alcove.

"Jen, first I just want to say how awesome you were. Seriously, congratulations, you were incredible. You really are a great actress, and Ray is right, you're gonna be a big star."

Grateful for his encouragement, I gave him a warm hug, only to have him pull away. Visibly distraught, he couldn't bring himself to look at me as he continued, "I also wanted to say I'm sorry. I know you found those panties in my bed, and...fuck. Jen, I don't deserve you. I'm not smart enough or mature enough to be with someone as amazing as you. I swear, you've always been nothing but awesome to me, and I've been a total asshole. I know I have a lot of growing up to do, and all I can say is I'm sorry I'm still such an immature idiot that I couldn't treat you the way you deserve to be treated."

Handing me my overnight bag I'd left in his room, he kissed me on the cheek before nodding toward the group. "Here's your stuff. Go, Jen. Go be with people who deserve you."

"Thank you for not making this difficult," I said, returning his kiss.

He was crying. I had never seen J.T. cry, and his face was pure sadness as he turned and walked away.

By the time I returned to the group, everyone was making plans to go celebrate. Katherine's boyfriend said he regretted being unable to come along, explaining that he needed to be at JFK within the hour to catch a red-eye flight, and Carrie said she also had to get going. They offered their final congratulations, with Carrie blowing me another kiss, and Katherine saw them out.

As soon as she came back inside, she affectionately snuggled in against my arm. Dirk and I ended up catching a ride with her to Professor Keener's "Opening Night celebration bacchanal!" at his favorite Italian restaurant, where we all laughed and carried on until finally we closed down the place.

When it was time to call it an evening, I hugged my parents goodbye after thanking them for coming. Professor Keener laughed, "Are you kidding me? They wouldn't have missed this for all the tea in China! For that matter, did you think there was any chance whatsoever that I might have permitted their absence here tonight? Noooo, darling, none of us were ever going to miss our sexy little Jennifer's scintillating, sensational, spectacular Broadway debut!" Lifting me into a bear hug, he grinned that he couldn't wait to brag about me in class come Monday morning.

Moving the party outside following a final round of farewells, he and his friends informed my laughing parents that they were kidnapping them, and together they all headed off carousing into the night.

Rejoining Dirk and Katherine, I told them about my break-up with J.T. They understood that for obvious reasons I didn't want to go back to the dorm. Dirk said it would be no problem to call his brother and get another room assignment, and he hoped I would come stay with him once he found a new place. Then he mentioned how late it was, saying it was time for him to head on home.

"Dirk, of course I'll come stay with you," I said, taking his hands. "You know I will...and I can't wait for our next show."

We shared a warm hug, and he gave my bottom a couple of teasing pats while whispering, "Speaking of which...are you okay?"

Happily wiggling my ass, I breathed into his mouth, "Mmmmmm-hmmm...never better. Have I told you how awesome you were tonight? Thank you, baby. You were right, you know. As long as I live, I'll never forget my first ass-fuck."

"As long as I live, I'll never forget your first ass-fuck either!" he laughed. "I love you, Jen, and you were absolutely incredible tonight. You gotta do that squirting thing again for me, too!"

"Oh god!" I squealed, burying my face in his shoulder. "I can't believe I did that!"

"Neither could I, but I totally loved it!"

"Seriously? You're not just saying that to be polite?"

"Jen, god no! That was the hottest thing I've ever seen! I wanna make you do that every time!"

I giggled, "If that's your plan, then you better get us some rubber sheets for our new place!"

After we enjoyed a long, steamy kiss, I stepped aside so Katherine could give him a hug goodbye. Grinning mischievously as she moved into his warm embrace, she whispered something in his ear that made them both laugh, then she reached down and started squeezing and fondling his cock! Making a really sexy show of it, she was totally feeling him up! She even put his hands on her bottom and did a killer ass-wiggle for him!

We were all still laughing when Dirk's taxi rolled up to the curb. Loading him inside, Katherine and I took turns leaning in to give him our final kisses goodbye, then we watched together as his cab drove off into the million-watt kaleidoscope of Times Square.

Once he'd disappeared amid the swirling sea of crimson tail lights, Katherine took my hands and held me at arm's length, just the way my parents had. Spinning me like a fairy princess, she laughed, "So where does the most beautiful girl in the world go to celebrate her smashing Opening Night performance at the theater?"

Continuing to twirl on my own with my arms spread wide, I giggled, "You tell me! You're the most beautiful girl in the world!"

When I twirled my way back to her, she pulled me close for a wonderful hug. Right there on the sidewalk she gave me a long, tender kiss that turned my heart to pudding, then she took me by the hands again. "Seriously, Jen, where will you go tonight?"




Deceptions Ch. 03



Grinning, I kissed her on the nose. "I guess I'll go back to my own dorm. Hopefully my roommate hasn't already replaced me." 

Holding my gaze, she brought her hands up to cradle my chin. "Jen, come stay with me, at least until Dirk gets his new place together."

"Oh god, Katherine, really, you've already done so much for me. I wouldn't want to be an imposition."

"Nonsense, baby, it's no imposition at all. I would love to have you. Besides, I still want to celebrate some more!"

Squealing with joy, I gave her a wildly excited hug, then we shared the hottest kiss I ever could have imagined. With my head still spinning, I panted, "Are you sure? You really wouldn't mind having me stay with you?"

She kissed me again, moaning as our tongues danced together. Pulling back to look into my eyes, she brushed a hand across my cheek; lingering there, making subtle circles, she traced delicate patterns along my jawline and down my neck before bringing a single fingertip to rest between my breasts. Following an electrifying pause, she slowly drew the words 'I love you' over my heart.

I gasped, and she returned her hand to my face. Like the first drops of a gentle spring rain, her fingertips caressed my lips. Leaning in to give me the softest, sexiest kiss, she whispered into my mouth, "Yes, baby, I'm absolutely certain. Please be with me tonight."

~the end~ 

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