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Greek Week

By: DonnerBBQ



© 2010 by DonnerBBQ. All rights reserved.

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During my junior year of college I had this girlfriend, Julie. Julie was an aerobics enthusiast and had this hot little body. Her tits weren't huge, but provided a nice handful. Her tight ass and toned legs got attention everywhere she went. However it was her hair and face that really completed the package. She had straight brunette hair that went down to the middle of her back. Her face was a bit small, which made her medium-sized lips look big and luscious and her eyes real expressive. I swear that a single glance from those eyes would render most men speechless. The funny thing is that I don't think that Julie realized how hot she looked. Socially, she palled around with everyone. She didn't seem to realize that being friendly with guys would often be misinterpreted as flirting. Or maybe she did and just didn't care. I'm not sure how I ended up with her but I was lucky to have her.

This buddy of mine, John, was writing and directing a play for his fraternity for the upcoming Greek Week. During Greek Week, fraternities and sororities would pair up and present plays. The plays would show once per night for four nights, Thursday through Sunday. Each play would set their own ticket prices with proceeds going to charity. A DVD of Sunday's performance would also be made and sold, again with proceeds to charity. The play that made the most money was awarded some prize and got bragging rights. More importantly, there were a lot of side bets between the Greek houses that carried substantial consequences. You can use your imagination, but what you need to know is that winning the Greek Week play competition was a huge deal.

Julie was in the sorority that was paired with John's fraternity. Julie had done some acting in high school, but aside from some minor roles in previous Greek Week plays, had done none since. With Julie's previous acting experience and good looks, and knowing that John was attracted to Julie, I wasn't surprised at all when he asked her to take a lead role in the play. She told him that she would definitely consider it, but wanted to hear about the play and the role. He was still getting the script finalized, so they agreed to talk about it the following week.

The next week Julie and I were having dinner and she told me that she had talked with John about the play. I had sort of forgotten about it but I could tell she was excited to tell me. She said that he was in the process of setting the cast now, but that she could definitely have the lead female role of Diana if she wanted it. She told me that the play was basically a comedic love story involving Diana and Steve. The comedy and action would come from the play being set on board a modern cruise ship that is overtaken by 18th-century sword-bearing pirates. I know that it sounds ridiculous, but you can't perform a play adaptation of On Golden Pond and expect to sell tickets to a college crowd. Julie said that the play seemed like a lot of fun and that she wanted to do it. I'm like, "Great, it sounds like fun!"

A look of concern crept onto her face. She said that there were a couple of issues. I tensed up a bit, not knowing what to expect. The only thing that I could think of was that there would probably be a bunch of rehearsals, so she would be busier than usual. But that actually wasn't one of the issues. "The first," she said, "is that it is a love story so that there would be some kissing with whoever plays Steve." 

That seemed reasonable to me. I wasn't sure what it would be like to see my girlfriend lip-locked with another guy, but it would just be acting and actors do that all the time. The second issue was that John wanted the play to have some sex appeal to try to drive up ticket sales. I responded, "Okay so what does that mean for you?" 

She described a hot tub scene where she would have to wear a skimpy bikini. That didn't seem to be too bad, especially if she'd actually be mostly covered by being in the hot tub. She explained that during that scene the pirates burst in, so that only part of the scene would she be in the hot tub. Okay, but it still didn't seem outrageous. I suddenly wondered aloud, "Who is playing Steve?" 

She responded that casting is still underway, but that John himself might play the role if there aren't any better options. Well now I was a bit suspicious. I know that John liked Julie and had the hots for her. It would certainly be convenient if he got, in the name of acting, all of these opportunities to kiss her and watch her prance around in a tiny bikini. She caught my reaction and said that John wanted to make sure that all of this was okay with me before she agreed to do it. His alleged concern helped comfort me but I wasn't at perfect ease. Anyway, I tried to suppress any further negativity and gave her my full support. She was clearly excited about having a lead role in the play, so I couldn't take that away from her.

Over the next couple of weeks the cast seemed to come together. John was, not surprisingly, taking the role of Steve. I had heard about bits and pieces of the play, but Julie hadn't mentioned anything about any intimate scenes between Diana and Steve. One night in bed I asked her, and she told me about an early scene in which they share a gentle kiss. I asked her about other scenes, and she said that there was a scene at the end when they share a passionate kiss after the pirates flee the ship. Other than that, she said, was the hot tub scene. I figured that was where the danger lied, so I cautiously asked her to describe that scene. She seemed nervous telling me about the scene, so I assured her that it was okay, that it was just acting. So she proceeded to describe the scene.

The scene begins with the two of them walking into a room with a steaming hot tub. Steve removes his shirt and gets in wearing just a pair of swimming shorts. Diana is a wearing a loose shirt and shorts, with a bikini underneath, so she strips off the shirt and shorts. She then gets into the hot tub and sits down on the opposite side from where John is sitting. After some talking, she crosses the hot tub to Steve and straddles him, kissing him deeply. Their bodies are pressed together tightly, with her bikini-covered tits rubbing against his bare chest. They then begin thrusting motions to imitate that they are having sex. During their simulated sex the pirates burst in and force them to come out of the hot tub. The two of them then stand on one side for several minutes dripping wet while the pirates make their demands and threaten the lives of all on board.

I had to admit that it was more involved than I was expecting, with the pressing of nearly-naked bodies together and simulated sex. Julie reminded me that the intent was to add some sex appeal and capture the interest of the audience a bit. John told her that if they made that scene hot enough that people would talk about it afterwards and help drive ticket sales on future nights. That may be true but I wasn't convinced that ticket sales were the only motivating factor. Even though it looked like John was going to get a bunch of cheap thrills out of the deal, Julie really wanted to do the play. I couldn't exactly tell her to drop the play at this point and I'm not sure that I'd still have a girlfriend if I did so. Therefore I did the only thing I could and played the role of supportive boyfriend.

Over the following weeks there were a fair amount of rehearsals. She told me that John had found out that another group was also going to have some simulated sex in their play, but that John had devised a gimmick to try to better them. She said that over the course of the four days that they were going to increase the sexiness of the play. John was going to intentionally let that leak out, so that hopefully, people would come to see the play more than once. I wasn't convinced that would work - wouldn't they just come Sunday night? Regardless, that was their plan. I imagined that that meant perhaps a less-revealing bikini on Thursday night and maybe a longer sex scene on Sunday, so I didn't even bother to ask how they were upping the sexiness of the play. I was in for a surprise.

On Thursday night, the auditorium was about half full, which was about the same for all of the plays that evening. Julie looked great on stage. Her first intimate scene with John came off well. The two characters had flirted in the previous scene and were now enjoying their first kiss. That scene ends with them walking off of the stage holding hands. 

Julie's next scene is the hot tub scene, which went down more or less as Julie described. On stage was a medium-sized octagonal hot tub, with a set of stairs on the right side of the hot tub. John and Julie entered house right holding hands. As they neared the hot tub, John stepped away from Julie and pulled off his shirt. John climbed into the hot tub and sat on the left side. Julie proceeded to strip off her clothes to reveal a tiny white bikini. She looked fantastic in it, prompting an audible reaction from the crowd. I could hear several wolf whistles and other expressions of approval. A bunch of people even took pictures of Julie in her bikini. The crowd seemed mesmerized as she slowly entered the hot tub and sat down on the right side, opposite John. They talked for a few moments before Julie stood and crossed the hot tub to John. She straddled his waist and they kissed passionately with their bodies pressed firmly together. His hands, which had been on her back, slid down to her submerged ass. She started thrusting her crotch towards his and he began repeatedly pulling her into him. Soon they were in perfect rhythm, thrashing in the hot tub. The crowd loved it. Me, I'm not so sure. Even though it was acting, the sight of my friend John putting it to my girlfriend was a bit disturbing. Despite these emotions, I found it strangely arousing. As it looked like the characters were approaching climax, the pirates came running on stage. Julie and John feigned surprise while the crowd booed their entrance. The pirates forced John and Julie out of the pool allowing everyone to clearly see the tent in John's shorts. It sure looked like he was enjoying feeling my girlfriend's tits against his chest, grabbing her ass with both hands and pulling her into his cock.

Julie looked phenomenal standing on stage in the small wet bikini that clung to her curves. The bikini didn't become transparent but nobody was left wondering the location of her nipples. As she turned around, the view of her ass was mind-blowing. There were a lot of flashes from cameras, so I know that I wasn't the only one that thought so. I wonder how much of the crowd could even concentrate on what the pirates were saying. I know I couldn't.

That night I congratulated her and told her she looked great. She seemed to appreciate the complement and was relieved that I wasn't upset about the play. I told her that I didn't realize that he was going to grab her ass or that the sex was going to be quite so physical. She explained that it needed to look realistic and not lame if the scene was going to help ticket sales. Besides, she explained, it was all acting and it was nothing that you didn't see in thousands of movies. I also mentioned John's tent and she was like, "You know how guys are, if the wind blows..." 

Okay, she was right. How could he not get a hard-on with his hands gripping her fantastic ass and grinding their crotches together? How could he not enjoying feeling her beautiful bikini-clad breasts bouncing against his chest? I had to ask at that point what they were going to do to sex it up further. She told me that there were a bunch of ideas floating around but that it wasn't going to be decided until tomorrow, after tonight's ticket sales numbers were released. 

On Friday I didn't see Julie all day since she was with the other actors rehearsing and making whatever changes they wanted to the play. John's play was currently in first place out of the four plays, but did not have much of a lead. As Thursday is easily the slowest of the four days, no one really paid too much attention to Thursday's numbers.

On Friday night the auditorium was about 80% full. That was a bit better than usual for the Friday night plays, but not outstanding. The only scene that really changed was the hot tub scene. Julie wore the same skimpy bikini, but when she got in the hot tub, she had her back to the audience and Steve was facing the audience. I was trying to figure out the rationale for Julie to be facing away from the audience when I saw her reach behind her back and untie the bikini top! The audience gasped and several pictures were taken. Even though her back was to the audience her bare back looked sexy as hell. She tossed the bikini top away from the hot tub. Her tits were above the water, so John could definitely see her tits. I couldn't believe that my girlfriend was now on stage topless with my buddy John staring at her naked tits! I realized that John had the best view, but not the only view. Stagehands on the sides of the stage could clearly see as well. Even some of the audience towards either side of the auditorium could see the sides of her breasts! I was not expecting this and I was surprised that I was actually finding it arousing. I was amazed that Julie would let John and all of these other people look at her tits in order to try to increase ticket sales. Julie had to remain in that position for a half-minute while the crowd calmed down, all the while allowing John, stagehands, and a few lucky audience members to just stare at her naked tits.

Julie then moved towards John. As she sat down on his legs, John reached up and grabbed her tits. The male members of the audience cheered. I was incredulous. Not only was Julie letting John stare at her exposed tits, she was letting him grope them too? After a few moments, his hands went behind her and they pressed their bodies together and kissed. Their simulated sex seemed to last a bit longer this time before the interruption by the pirates. When the pirates burst on stage, Julie and John pretended to be surprised and looked to see what was going on. Doing so caused their bodies to separate a bit, and Julie's turning to look at the pirates made her breasts swing freely for just a second. For that brief moment the sides of her tits could be seen by all and many people with a better angle could surely see her nipples. Julie quickly pressed her tits back into John's chest to end her exposure. 

It then occurred to me that she was going to have to get out of the hot tub. When she turned around she had her arms across her chest. Even though her tits were covered, a lot of people were taking pictures hoping to catch whatever they could. She crossed the hot tub to get back to the stairs. She then needed to use one hand to steady herself as she climbed out, leaving only one arm to cover her breasts. It was more challenging than it may sound. Everything was wet so slipping was a concern, she was nearly blinded by stage lighting, and the climbing up and out of the tub made her torso including her breasts move around a lot. Despite these challenges she was successful in the way that mattered most - she didn't fall. While she tried desperately to keep an arm across her breasts, they kept escaping. One tit came out from under her arm, and then she moved her arm to try to cover it and the other one slipped out. That seemed to happen a couple of times, and then for a little while both were free while her arm had slid between them. She was really trying to keep them covered, but just failing miserably. 

Once out of the tub she was able to use her other arm to cover herself more completely. For the duration of the scene she remained a sexy sight to see, standing on stage topless with her arms across her chest. The crowd continued snapping pictures the whole time. 

At the end of the play the audience gave a standing ovation. When she stepped forward to bow, the audience let out an extra cheer of support. When I finally got to talk to her she asked me what I thought. I could tell that she was enjoying all of the attention and so I just told her that she looked great. She could tell that I had some reservations so she reminded me, "Honey, don't forget, it's all acting." 

"Did he really have to grab your bare tits?" I asked.

"If we were in a hot tub together and I was topless, wouldn't you?" she asked, knowing the answer.

I couldn't really argue that it was natural in that setting. Logically, it all made sense. It really did. Emotionally, it was difficult to see my girlfriend have her naked tits exposed to all of these guys and even groped by John. Simultaneously, I found it exciting and sexy.

She turned bright red when I told her that she gave the audience some good flashes when the pirates entered and when she got out of the hot tub.

"I know," she explained, "they weren't intentional. When the pirates entered I just forgot at that moment that I was topless. Once I had turned, it was already too late! And I don't know how I'm supposed to get out of that hot tub without exposing myself and without slipping! I did the best that I could."

I also asked her if she realized that people were taking pictures of her up on stage. Of course she was, but she dismissed it as a necessary part of acting. She also pointed out that, after tonight's audience reaction, that their play had a strong chance of winning the sales competition. I wasn't thinking about the competition. I was thinking about how all of these guys that had taken classes with her or otherwise saw her around campus that were suddenly seeing more of her body than they thought they ever would. I was thinking about professors and teaching assistants that had secretly ogled her getting this golden opportunity to see more of her. I was thinking about all of these revealing pictures that were going to be floating around of my girlfriend topless on stage. And I was thinking about my friend John and all of the liberties that he was taking with my Julie. With all that in my head, how could I possibly care about a sales competition? 

When ticket sales figures were released on Saturday, John's play was essentially tied with another for first place. In response, John raised the price for Saturday night's play by $5.00. He should have raised it more because the play quickly sold out. I wondered what John had in store for tonight. Since Sunday's ticket sales would be largely driven by Saturday's play, he had to up the ante. I was fearful what that would mean for Julie. 

Not surprisingly, the hot tub scene was again the main attraction. John got in the hot tub as usual, but this time sat with his back towards the left side of audience. Once he was sitting, he reached under the water and removed his shorts, dropping them to the side of the hot tub! Several girls in the audience expressed their enthusiasm. Julie approached the hot tub in her bikini but stopped before getting in. She was facing left, standing just in front of the hot tub stairs. I suddenly realized what was about to happen and so did the audience. In slow motion I watched as Julie reached behind her back. The intensity in the audience increased and people began snapping pictures. Julie then pulled her bikini top off, freeing her gorgeous firm breasts for all to see. The audience roared. So many pictures were being taken that it reminded me of the paparazzi taking pictures of celebrities, blinding them with a barrage of flashes. Julie needed to wait for the audience to calm down some before continuing the scene, so she just stood there topless while everyone stared at her breasts. It felt like ten minutes of waiting, but I'm sure that it was actually much less. 

When she resumed the scene, she climbed up the stairs and into the hot tub. In the process, her breasts shook and swayed. She quickly sat down facing John and began her dialogue with John. Her breasts remained above the water. In that exposed state she skillfully managed to deliver her lines of conversation with John. She then stood back up and crossed the hot tub to John. I expected her to sit down on John's legs again, but she remained standing in the waist-high water. I noticed that John had his hands on her hips and it suddenly appeared that he was going to remove her bikini bottoms! I watched as his hands plunged deeper into the hot tub and then emerged holding her bikini bottoms. The guys in the audience cheered when he dropped the bikini bottoms out of the hot tub. I couldn't believe that Julie was now completely naked on stage, with only the water in the hot tub providing her with a bit of modesty. Julie then began to slowly lower her nude body onto his. John reached up and grabbed two handfuls of tit and guided her body down. As she sat completely down there seemed to be some sudden repositioning. I had to wonder whether she was sitting far enough away to not touch his cock. Julie slid forward, eliminating any doubt regarding contact. I figured his dick was probably between their stomachs, but her pussy had to be pressing the bottom of his shaft and balls. He reached behind her and grabbed her naked but submerged ass. They began thrusting in unison. John even seemed to be lifting her slightly up and down. I couldn't believe that John not only had gotten to kiss my girlfriend, but also see and feel her naked tits and ass and was now grinding his cock right against her bare pussy.


Greek Week: John's Tale Ch. 01



This is an unofficial sequel(?) to a story by DonnerBBQ which is one of my favorites on the site.

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It was senior year of college and I was on a major dry spell with the ladies. My roommate Ronny would joke that maybe the reason I wasn't getting laid is that most chicks assume I must be gay for being a theater major. I had made friends with a few girls in my classes, acting with them sometimes led to hanging out to read lines but nothing really ever came out of it.

Which brings me to my story. Every year the frats would have a Greek Week competition. Basically members of different fraternities would compete to see who could sell the most tickets to their play. Members would write, direct and act in the play, the university provided the stage. End of the week, whichever play sold the most tickets would win the pot. In theory this was all for charity but realistically winning the competition meant we wouldn't have to pay rent for the rest of the semester so it wasn't a laughing matter.

Since the guy who directed the play last year had graduated, it meant I was now the guy who had to do all the work of writing, directing and running the show. But I had been looking forward to it all semester for one reason: Julie.

Probably the most attractive girl on campus but unfortunately Ronny's girlfriend. I had the chance to act with her last year in the atrociously bad Midsummer Nights Dream re-imagining our frat did, which bombed. She played a wood nymph which meant I got to see her up close in a pretty revealing outfit consisting mostly of leaves and vines. Her in that outfit was the only thing that got any positive response from the audience and I made sure to remember it for this year.

When I sat down to offer Julie the lead role I was amazed at that she immediately said yes. She pressed me for details about the script so I tried to be vague. I gave her the rough outline, it was a raunchy comedy with romantic sub-plot set on a cruise gone bad and it's hijacked by pirates. I explained to her that as the female lead she might have to do some kissing and things like that but that I hadn't picked an actor for the part of Steve, her romantic interest in the play.

"Are you okay with all of that?" I asked.

"No, I've been trying to get bigger acting roles, I just have to talk with Ronny to see if he's okay with it".

"Uh and there's one more thing. Since this is kind of raunchy you might have to show some skin. There's a hot tub scene that I think will really sell a lot of tickets. You'd need to strip down into a bikini on stage"

She kind of blanked out on me when I said that and I was scared she turn down the offer.

"Well look we still got a few more weeks. Just think about it for now" I said.

She left and I didn't see her again until a week before the first cast rehearsal where she said yes.

We went through the usual process of handing out copies of the script for people. I told Julie I hadn't been able to find anyone else to play Steve so I would be playing the part, which she was okay with. We started line readings and rehearsals, all the while Julie was starting to warm up to me. Julie had picked out a great little bikini for the scene which she ended up wearing for the entire rehearsals just to avoid getting the wardrobe wet.

After one reading I asked Julie to stay back so I could talk to her.

"Hey what's up?"

"Look, I've been thinking about the hot tub scene and it's just too tame right now and it's not the right tone for the rest of the play. I've made a few changes to the scene to make it sexier." I said, trying to come off as calm as possible.

"Sounds great! What did you have in mind?" she responded.

"Well right now as the scene is written, we're just hanging out in the tub and then the pirates show up. The new scene will have Diana and Steve being intimate just before the pirates run on stage. I salvaged a lot of the dialogue as we get into the tub, but then Diana goes up to Steve and straddles him. They kiss, things get steamy in the tub and they end up having sex which is rudely and comically interrupted by the pirates. Of course we'll simulate the sex and the water will cover everything, but it'll look real."

"What? You want us to fuck in the hot tub?", she said in a slightly louder voice that got me worried.

"No, I told you, it'll be fake. Actors have to do things like this all the time. We'll both be wearing swimsuits so it's no big deal."

"Uh I have to fake an orgasm?", she said, starting to sound calm now.

"No the joke is that the pirates show up before you can" I told her.

"Oh okay, that sounds fine" she said in an almost cheerful tone.

The next day we finally got to do the scene as I originally intended it. Julie wore a little blue string bikini and my heart was thumping in my chest as she got into the tub to join me. She sat down on my lap and I finally got to run my hands over her body. She started to move her hips as if she was riding me and I started to thrust up to keep up with her. On cue the pirates showed up and we scattered out of the tub and behind the stage as the script indicated.

"Guess you got a little excited", Julie said.

"Huh?"

I looked down to realize I was fully erect.

"Oh sorry, I can't really control that."

"Don't worry about it, it's natural." She said. "We might have to practice this more because you seemed kind of stiff and nervous."

We did a few more takes of the scene. Julie would grind against my erection through my swimsuit as I grabbed her hips to get more pressure. On the last run I got concerned I might pop in my shorts but she got off me before I could cum. She joked a few times about the tent in my shorts, which I took as a sign of progress.

As we joked about the stiff cock in my pants backstage, I took the opportunity to push her a little bit more.

"Okay the problem with a play is, you watch it once and you're done. I think I have a way to get people to show up to watch us every time we do the show. We'll change the script a little bit every time and make it sexier every new show, that way people have to keep buying tickets."

"Like what?"

"Well we can get you in a progressively smaller bikini or something like that, come on if we pull this off neither me nor Ronny have to cough up for rent the rest of the semester."

"Well okay that sounds good, I can manage it."

Usually opening night as a director is stressful, but this time it meant I'd get to feel Julie up in front of a crowded theater. It was Thursday so there weren't that many people which actually did get me worried. We ran through the play until we finally got to the hot tub scene.

As Julie took her robe off to show off her bikini clad body to the audience, I could feel the blood rush to my cock. We did the dialogue then started kissing as she straddled my lap. I dry humped her (well wet since we were in the tub) and grabbed her butt through the bikini. I'd been lusting after her body for so long and wanted her to make me cum even if it was through a bikini and swim shorts.

All I needed was five more seconds but that was when the guys playing the pirates decided to run in. The audience booed once we stopped "fucking" on stage but started cheering when they saw how Julie's bikini had reacted to the water. It looked painted on now. As I turned to get out and the audience saw the a seven inch tent in my shorts, they cheered a second time. We ran off behind the stage. After the show ended,I congratulated everyone on how well everything went particularly Julie, and reminded them to show up tomorrow.

I could barely sleep that night, my balls were blue from feeling Julie rubbing up against me in the tub. I went to reach for some lotion to stroke myself and release the pressure but realized I had a better option. I went to the kitchen, got an ice pack, put it on my aching erection and tried to sleep for the next day.

Friday afternoon we ran over a few lines, nothing major. Finally I went to talk to Julie.

"Okay remember how we talked about how we'd make the play sexier with each showing."

"Yeah, I was thinking about that. I hate to say it but the loudest response we got from the audience was when I showed off my swimsuit and when you flashed your boner to the audience." She said.

"Well hear me out, what if you go topless for the scene this time."

"Are you kidding? Everyone would be able to see my breasts!"

"Well no, you'd do it with your back to the audience, nobody would be able to see."

She was quiet for a while but finally said, "Okay that's no big deal."

She asked if we should rehearse it topless and even though I wanted to, I told her it'd be best to just do it live. My dick was on a hair trigger and I might ruin it if I came before the show.

Soon enough it was time. The theater was a lot more packed than it had been on Thursday. Everyone did their lines a lot better this time and we got to the hot tub scene with no problems.

Julie stepped out of her robe as usual, this time a little gold bikini. I was already hard as she reached behind herself to undo her top. Finally I got to see her perfect perky breasts. The audience went wild even though they couldn't see what I was seeing. As she stepped into the tub I tucked my cock into the waistband of my swim shorts.

She straddled me as usual and she pressed her breasts as we started to kiss. She sat perfectly with her whole sex pressed against the length of my cock. As the kissing progressed she began to move her hips, sliding up and down my shaft. As the pressure increased, it felt as if my dick was getting bigger and bigger. If she kept it up, she was going to make me cum before we got out of the tub.

On a lucky down stroke, her hips pulled my shorts down just enough so that the head of my cock popped out of the waistband. I moaned into her lips at the sudden change in sensation. Her clit was now rubbing up and down on my cock head, separated by the thinnest barrier of bikini fabric.

She didn't interrupt her rhythm or react so I had to assume she hadn't noticed. Her soft wet breasts were sliding up and down my chest as she moaned, her pussy was stroking my cock up and down, and my balls began to churn. One more stroke and the floodgates came crumbling down.

The waistband had moved lower exposing most of my dick and she must have noticed. She moved back slightly, putting her breasts right in front of my face right as I began to cum.

I couldn't let her look down between us so I closed the distanced and clamped my mouth on her nipple right as I began to cum. She threw her head back in either real or simulated ecstasy. I was too far gone to care.

As she back down on my cock a miracle. My cock hadn't cleared enough of the waist band to be able to point straight up but it was angled enough to hook under her bikini bottom. And as my shaft lay perfectly nestled between her bikini and her labia, the first jet of cum spurted out splashing against her clit. My cock spasmed against her as she stroked four more ropes of cum out of me and she moaned as I kept my mouth fixed to her breast.

As my orgasm ended, the pirates entered the stage. Julie lifted off me quickly, my cock popping out of her bikini bottoms, forgetting she was topless in front of a crowded stage. As the crowd cheered at the sight of her exposed breasts, I tucked my spent dick into my shorts and hoped the water would be enough to get rid of the evidence of my surreptitious orgasm.

The audience cheered a second time as I got out of the tub sporting a large but satisfied erection. Julie and I ran off behind the stage as usual and changed into our outfits for the next scene. We finished the last scene, bowed to the audience to massive applause and went backstage where Julie stopped to talk to me. I was scared she would be mad.

"John I'm really sorry for getting carried away tonight."

"Huh?"

"Our umm, wardrobe malfunction was totally my fault. I got carried away grinding on you and I didn't realize your trunks had slipped down, I'm really sorry. A few centimeters to the left and you would have ended up sliding inside my pussy, it was really unprofessional of me." she sounded exasperated.

"Well don't worry about it, we got lucky and I didn't penetrate you so everything's fine", I said, not even sure if I sounded like I was being honest.

"No it's not, you trusted me to be the lead in your play and I almost messed it up by having a huge orgasm in front of everyone even though the script says I'm supposed to get really close then get mad when the pirates interrupt me."

"It's fine Julie it was an accident, we'll figure out something for the next show."

She came up to me and hugged me.

"Thanks so much. I feel guilty having an orgasm while you've had to go home with blue balls after every rehearsal." She sighed.

Oh my god, I thought to myself, she didn't realize I came. I got a freebie and she's the one apologizing to me!

"Well umm, don't feel too bad about it. I've been taking care of myself before and after the show so there wouldn't be any accidents," I lied.

"Hah", she laughed, "that's really considerate of you. Most guys would be begging me for a handjob or something. Thanks for not asking me to cheat on my boyfriend." And she kissed me on the cheek.

"Don't worry about it, we're just doing this for the ticket sales anyways." I joked.

"Well, I feel bad for leaving you frustrated but you know I have a boyfriend, but...", she blushed, "you can have my bikini if you need some inspiration taking care of things tonight. I feel like I owe you one and besides I already have a new bikini picked out for tomorrow."

"Oh wow, thanks. So you don't mind if I think about you when I do that?" I asked

"If it keeps the show running smoothly, go right ahead" and she placed the now dry bikini in my hand, kissed my cheek and ran out to meet her friends that were waiting for her at the lobby.



Greek Week: Julie's Tale



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In a previous story, Greek Week, I wrote about a college play with a female lead, Julie. It was told from her boyfriend's perspective. This is Julie's version of the events. This version is meant to stand alone, so you don't need to read the earlier story to know what is going on. On the other hand, if you have then there will be a small amount of redundancy. - DonnerBBQ.

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When I was a junior in college, I was invited by my boyfriend's friend John to take a lead role in his play that he was directing for that year's Greek Week competition. The idea behind these play competitions was that fraternities and sororities would pair up and present plays, and sell tickets to the students. There would be four performances of each play on consecutive nights, Thursday through Sunday. In addition, DVDs of the last performance were sold. Each play could set their own ticket and DVD prices and whichever play made the most money won the competition. It was all for charity, but everyone involved took them real seriously. There were all sorts of side bets too between the houses and individual members, so there was a lot of secrecy about the plays along with attempts to spy on others and even occasional attempts to sabotage other plays. It was a major competition. 

When John asked me to take a lead role I was ecstatic. Although I had some minor roles in a couple of previous Greek Week plays, I had not had any major roles since high school. However, when I pressed John for details he wouldn't provide any. Apparently he was still working on the script so I had to wait to find out more about the part that he had in mind for me. 

We sat down together a couple of weeks later and he told me about the play. It had some crazy plot with pirates hijacking a modern-day cruise ship. Yes, it was silly, but it was meant to be fun. Anyway, mixed in there was a love story about two people, Diana and Steve that meet on the cruise ship. He wanted me to take the role of Diana. He hadn't yet cast Steve, but was working on it and was considering taking the role himself if no one seemed suitable for the part. 

As he was describing the play I could barely contain my excitement. I hadn't realized how much I had missed acting! I thought it was pretty obvious that I wanted the role so I was surprised when he said, "Julie, before you agree you need to know a little more about the role."

"Okay, like what?" I asked.

"So you know it's a love story. There'll have to be some kissing with whoever is playing Steve. Are you okay with that?"

That hadn't occurred to me yet, but it made sense. I certainly wasn't averse to kissing, but I wasn't sure how my boyfriend Ronny would feel about it. John observed my hesitation and asked, "Is that a problem?"

"Oh no, I don't have a problem with it. It's just part of acting. My only concern is that I'm not sure that Ronny will understand." 

"Well you don't have to agree today. Talk to him first to make sure that it is okay with him."

"Okay, I will," I said.

John then added, "There's something else."

I looked up at John and just waited for him to continue.

"I don't know how to say this so I'm just going to say it. You know that sex sells and selling tickets is what this is all about. To that end, I put in a hot tub scene to generate some excitement. For that scene I want Diana to strip down to a bikini which she'll have on under her clothes, preferably a small and sexy bikini. "

It took a few moments to process what he was saying. I wasn't thrilled at the idea of being on stage in a bikini. I mean, I wear bikinis at public beaches and pools all of the time, but being on a stage in one in front of people who are not dressed similarly is another matter entirely. And again I thought of how Ronny would react.

John then added, "You don't have to give me an answer now. Just think about it and talk it over with Ronny. But you'll need to let me know soon. I'm sure I can find someone else for the role, but maybe not anyone with as much acting experience as you." 

I thought about it for a day or so before talking to Ronny. I wanted to first decide for myself whether I wanted the role before I talked to him. The more I thought about it the more excited I got. Kissing some other guy wasn't a big deal to me. But I did feel self-conscious about being on stage in a bikini. Don't get me wrong - I think I look great in a bikini - but the thought of having all of those eyes on me while I'm wearing one kind of freaked me out. I figured though that it was only one scene and that I could just concentrate on the acting and get through the scene. 

The next day I had dinner with Ronny. At this point I was pretty convinced that I wanted to do it. But I was nervous about how he would react. I started by telling him about the silly pirate plot and he seemed to think it would be fun. I then told him about the kissing. He took that pretty well, actually. I thought I could detect a little reservation on his face, but I think he understood the need to have kissing in a love story. I then told him about the bikini. Surprisingly, he seemed less concerned about the bikini than I was! I was just starting to relax when he inquired as to who was going to play Steve.

I told him what John told me, that it wasn't known yet but that John himself might take the role. Ronny suddenly looked irritated. I assured him that John wanted to make sure that he was okay with it and had even encouraged us to talk about it before I accepted the role. After a bit of reassurance I calmed Ronny down and he gave me his blessing to do the play.

The cast came together over the next couple of weeks and John did decide to take the role of Steve himself. Ronny sort of scowled at that news, like he thought it was some ploy by John to get into my pants. Granted, I too had a suspicion that John liked me, but he knew that I was with Ronny and they were friends. So John and I were going to kiss some in the name of acting. I just couldn't see getting upset about a few kisses.

We spent quite a bit of time rehearsing the play over the next weeks. I had selected a cute orange bikini for the hot tub scene that fit me well. At some point though, John said that he needed to speak with me about the hot tub scene. He explained, "I think the hot tub scene is good right now. You look great in that bikini that you brought. I'm sure the audience is going to love it."

I couldn't help but blush at the complement, but it was obvious that there was more.

"We're not going to be the only play to show a little skin. In fact, from what I've heard, our play is going to be pretty tame compared to the others in terms of sex appeal." I could see the disappointment on his face as he explained this. I was disappointed too. We were just putting so much effort into this play. He then added, "Look, I think we need to be more competitive. I've made a few changes to the hot tub scene to increase the sexiness of our play. "

He was carefully watching my reaction like he wanted to know what I thought. It was his play and it sounded like a decent plan to remain competitive so I said, "Sounds good!"

It then occurred to me that it involved me. "Wait, wait, what kind of changes?" I quickly asked.

"As you know, the hot tub scene is when the pirates first arrive. Right now, we are just hanging out in the hot tub when that happens. But now Diana and Steve will get a bit more intimate before the pirates run on stage. The scene starts off as usual with Steve and Diana getting into the hot tub and talking. But then Diana will stand up and go to Steve, straddling his lap. They will kiss more and things will get hot and heavy between them and they will end up having sex in the hot tub. Of course the sex will be simulated and the water will cover everything, but we can make it look real."

I think my eyes were bulging out of my head in disbelief. "Wait, you want us to fuck in the hot tub?" I asked.

"No, I want us to fake-fuck in the hot tub. Actors do it all the time. We'll have our bathing suits on and everything. It really isn't that crazy."

It wasn't sounding quite as ridiculous now. But it was still pretty shocking. "I have to fake an orgasm?" I asked.

"What, you've never done that before?" John asked with a smile.

I had to smile too. "That's not the point," I responded, avoiding his question. "I don't know if I can do it in front of such a large audience!"

John thought about it for a moment. He then said, "Well, we can have the pirates run on stage just prior to climax. That way it won't be an issue."

That change definitely helped. I was glad that he was being responsive to my concerns. I nodded my head to let him know that I was okay with the changes. Honestly, I still wasn't sure that I was okay with them and I was apprehensive about how Ronny would react when I told him. Ultimately, I didn't tell Ronny right away about the change in the scene. I wanted to know how the scene was going to play out before trying to describe it to Ronny. Or at least that's what I told myself.

Later, John and I ran through the scene. It felt surreal approaching John in the hot tub. It almost felt like I was cheating on Ronny but deep down I knew that I wasn't. I knew it was just acting. But there I was in a bikini walking towards a half-naked man. After I reached John, I began to slowly sit down onto his lap. John reached his hands up behind me and placed them on my back. I initially jumped at his touch, but I soon relaxed. I put my arms around his neck and we kissed a bit. I could feel my bikini-covered breasts rubbing against his bare chest. Before long I began to feel him thrusting into me and I matched his movements. His hands slid down to the small of my back to help pull me into him. So just like that we were fucking, err, fake-fucking in the hot tub. The water was splashing all over the place but we continued. We kept it up for a couple of minutes and then John suddenly said, "Pirates!" and we feigned surprise.

As we got out of the hot tub I could see a tent in John's shorts. He was trying to hide it from me, but it was rather obvious. He realized that I noticed it and he apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't think that I can prevent that." He looked rather embarrassed. 

I just laughed and told him that it was okay. We then talked about the scene. He said, "Jules, I think that went pretty well. We obviously need to practice a few more times so that we don't jump when we touch each other but I don't think it's going to need a lot of work. I also want to make sure that we don't over-rehearse the scene. If we look robotic in our movements it will look awful. I think we should feel free to improvise a bit during the scene with our movements and hand positioning. I just want it to look as natural as possible."

I was really pretty impressed by John. He just seemed to sincerely care about how the play, and particularly our hot tub scene, looked to the audience. Over the next couple of days we rehearsed that scene a few more times. It felt more comfortable every time. The last time I didn't even jump when John slid his hands down from the small of my back to my butt to help with the thrusting. John still got an erection every time and we always joked about it. 

After the last rehearsal of the scene, I asked John if he thought that our play would now be competitive. He paused and said that he wasn't sure. He said that he thought that we would be on par with the others, but not over the top like he had been initially hoping. He tried to sound optimistic, but I could tell that he was more disappointed than he was letting on. 

The next day John approached me and said that he had an idea. He seemed excited to tell me about it. 

"Okay, this is a bit gimmicky, but what if we push the hot tub scene a little further every night. If we let it leak out that we're going to keep changing the play and making that scene sexier every time, maybe we'll create some excitement and keep people talking about the play. People may even come back to see it more than once!"

I was skeptical. It sounded kind of weird, but maybe it would work. I had to ask, "How do you propose to make that scene sexier?"

"Well, I think we can figure out the changes that we want to make after each show. I think that there are plenty of things we can do. We could get a different bikini for you or we could make the sex portion longer or I don't know. I'm sure we'll think of things. It sort of depends on what the audience reacts the most to."

I told him that it sounded good. At the time I really didn't feel like I was agreeing to anything because the changes weren't going to be determined until after the first show. Later that evening I realized that I implicitly had agreed to make some kind of changes to the scene to make it sexier, but I presumed that I would have a voice in the changes.

At some point I told Ronnie about the play. He hadn't known anything about the fake-fucking or the incremental changes, so I needed to prepare him. He planned to be in the audience all four nights and I really did want and need his support.

Opening night was nerve-wracking. The scene that I was most nervous about was the hot tub scene. I still didn't feel comfortable wearing a bikini on stage and fake-fucking John in the hot tub, all in front of a live audience that included my boyfriend. Just before curtain time I peeked out and was a bit relieved to see that the attendance was not that strong. It was a Thursday night which was generally the lightest of the four nights, so it didn't really put a damper on the atmosphere backstage and personally I didn't mind having a smaller crowd for our first show. 

The play started off reasonably well. There were a few minor glitches with actors stumbling over lines or not entering on time, but nothing catastrophic. When the hot tub scene came, I tried to put myself into a zone where I just concentrated on the scene and blocked thoughts of the audience out. It worked, but only briefly. When I started to strip off my clothes to reveal my bikini, the audience cheered and it totally knocked me out of my zone. While pictures were occasionally taken prior to that moment, a whole slew of pictures were taken of me standing on stage in my bikini. I tried to block it all out but it was definitely distracting.

John got in the hot tub and I followed, sitting opposite John. We had a few lines of dialogue that we got through easily. Then it was time. I stood up and walked over to John. I looked down at him and slowly sat down on his lap, facing him. I could hear the audience reacting and could see flashes from cameras but I was pretty well focused on the acting at that point. We began kissing and we pressed our bodies together tightly. John's hands went behind my back and I could feel him start to thrust into me. I began thrusting too, and I felt his hands again slide down to my butt. While we continued to fake-fuck, my mind would occasionally drift to the audience, which seemed to be reacting positively to the action. Between grinding into John and thoughts of the audience, I hadn't thought much of the pirates' entrance and I did not have to feign surprise when they came running on stage. Just as surprising to me was the audience's reaction to their entrance. They booed, as if they didn't want our copulation interrupted. I almost laughed at the thought, but I managed to resist the temptation. 

John and I were forced out of the hot tub at sword-point. John's erection was obvious and the crowd reacted to it with a mixture of laughter and cheers. The audience also cheered and snapped pictures of me as I got out of the hot tub and stood in front of them in a wet bikini. I did my best to block it all out of my mind, but it was a strange feeling standing up there with all of these people staring at me.

The rest of the play went okay. I stumbled over one line of mine but all in all it went pretty well for the first night. Afterwards, John congratulated us all on a job well done and said that the cast would meet on Friday afternoon to practice a few things and discuss any changes. I later saw Ronny. I think it was a bit shocking for him to actually see the hot tub scene, but he really handled it well.

On Friday afternoon we spent a few hours running through scenes that did not go smoothly. There were a number of places where people forgot their lines, or didn't enter the stage at the right time, etc. It was a far cry from a disaster, but John wanted to iron out the wrinkles. Afterwards, John described a few minor tweaks to the play that he wanted to increase the sexiness of the play. They were all small changes and none involved me. He then said, "Jules and I are going to talk about the hot tub scene to see what we can do to make that more exciting for the audience."

John pulled me aside and said, "Look, I think our hot tub scene went great for the first night. The audience definitely responded to seeing you in a bikini! As we've talked before, we're going to have to raise the bar to keep people interested in the play and to compete with the other plays. The hot tub scene is our best opportunity to sex up the play."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"How would you feel about taking your bikini top off during the scene?" he asked.

I was shocked and I'm sure that it showed. "You've got to be kidding! You want me to be topless on stage?" I asked.

"Well, yes and no. I was thinking that you could have your back to the audience so no one would really see anything. Maybe a few people would see the sides of your breasts, but that should be it. Most people would just see your bare back. It would be really sexy."

My mind was racing. I wanted us to win the competition and I knew that sexing up the scene was the key. But I hadn't imagined that John would propose I get topless on stage. If John was right then most people wouldn't see anything really. If a few people saw the sides it probably wouldn't be that bad. It did sound like stripping the top off would be exciting for the audience and may considerably help ticket sales. I couldn't believe that I was even considering taking my top off on stage.

I stood there for a moment just thinking about it. I was thinking of saying that I'd do it, but making the vocal commitment was real hard. I knew as soon as I agreed that it would be difficult to change my mind. 

"So what do you think? Will you do it?" John asked.

I looked at him and I could just see how much he was counting on me. I nodded my head and said "Okay." 

"Great, thanks! I'm sure that will really help."

"So what happens after I take my top off?"

"We'll just proceed with the rest of the scene normally. I'll sit facing the audience so when you join me in the hot tub you will still have your back to the audience. We'll do our simulated sex bit as usual. As you get out of the hot tub you can keep your arms across your chest so no one sees anything."

"Okay, it doesn't sound like it will be that bad."

"No, I think everything should be fine. I still think it's important that we feel free to improvise the scene a bit. To the greatest extent possible we should just put ourselves in the shoes of these lovers and do what comes naturally. Remember, this is the first time that these characters have been intimate. If we're a little clumsy, that's okay. Just as long as we aren't moving around like robots I think the scene will be a big success."

"Should we rehearse the scene again?"

"No, I think it's better if we don't. It was pretty smooth last night and I don't want it to look too practiced. Oh, and one other thing, the audience may get loud during the scene. If they get real loud, you need to wait for them to calm down before proceeding. Otherwise, nobody will be able to hear the dialogue or concentrate on the story. So if that happens, just pause where you're at and wait a bit."




Greek Week: Julie's Tale



With that we called it an afternoon. I went and got a bite to eat with some of the other cast members before returning for final preparations. I thought about calling Ronny to let him know what was going to happen, but I wasn't sure how he'd react and I really didn't need the stress if he freaked out. If I told him that I was going to take my top off on stage he'd imagine, as I did, that the entire audience would see my tits. Rather than try to explain it and then calm him down, I just decided to avoid him altogether.

The audience was definitely larger than Thursday night's, but it wasn't sold out much to John's dismay. Just before the play started John came over to me and asked if I was ready to do this. I looked at him nervously and told him, "No, but I'm here." 

John just smiled and told me that I'd do great and walked away. I just thought, "Yeah, that's easy for you to say." I was filled with so much fear and excitement. I knew that a lot of people would be talking about me and the hot tub scene after this performance.

The beginning part of the play went relatively smoothly. There were still a few mix-ups, but not ones that most people would notice, unless they were here the night before. Then came the hot tub scene, and John and I stepped out onto the stage. We kissed lightly and almost immediately began stripping out of our clothes. I still had my bikini on underneath my clothes, so the audience had no idea what was going to happen. John got into the hot tub and sat down facing the audience as he said he would. I slowly walked over to the hot tub and turned so my back was to the audience.

I realized that the time had come. My heart was racing with the knowledge that I was going to take off my top. At this point I had to go through with it. I reached behind my back and quickly untied the knot. Even before I had finished untying it, the audience began to get loud. People were yelling different things out, but I couldn't hear very well what they were saying. I pulled off the top and threw it to the side of the hot tub. The audience erupted with a loud cheer. I couldn't believe that I was standing on stage topless with my back to the audience. I put my arms down by my sides and thought for a second about how many people could see the sides of my breasts. I figured not that many. It wasn't until then that I focused on what was ahead of me. I saw John sitting in the hot tub, staring right at me. I hadn't thought about John at all! While the audience couldn't see much, John was staring straight at my naked tits! I suddenly realized that Ray and Carter, a couple of the stagehands, were also looking my way and had perfect views of my tits. 

I couldn't believe that I was showing my tits to these people. At least it was only a few people, but I hadn't thought about it until now. The audience was still roaring, so I knew that I had to wait a bit before proceeding. While I stood and just waited, John and the stagehands weren't taking their eyes off of me. 

After a bit, the audience got quieter and I stepped into the hot tub. It felt strange to be topless and sitting in front of John. I had a strong urge to put my hands up and cover my tits, but I resisted it. After our lines, I stood up and crossed the hot tub. John stared at my breasts the whole way. When I reached him I stood over his legs trembling with my tits just inches from his face. As I began to sit down on his legs, I saw John's arms start to rise. I thought he was going to put them on my waist to guide me down. Instead, his hands went straight to my boobs! I was completely surprised by his action and quickly sucked in my breath to control my reaction. The audience erupted with cheer. He placed one hand on each breast and began rubbing them firmly. I was pretty confused and couldn't figure out what the hell he was doing. It then occurred to me that he was just acting the part. Judging from the audience's reaction, it was a smart move to create more excitement. Even so, I was utterly shocked that he was pawing my tits. 

I finished sitting down on his legs while he rubbed my breasts for a bit. He then moved his hands to my back and we kissed. His hands slid down to my butt. He gripped it hard with both hands and pulled me into him. Our bodies slapped together harder than usual and we began to pretend to have sex. We were both thrusting our crotches together but John seemed more intense this time. His thrusts were harder and I could definitely feel his cock rubbing against me. John was still gripping my butt and was pulling me forcefully into him. Every time we came together my tits would bounce against his chest and I could feel his cock grind against me.

I was so wrapped up in the scene that I was truly surprised when the pirates ran on stage. Without thinking I quickly turned to look and my breasts swung around, right into the view of half the audience. I couldn't believe that all those people just got to see my tits! I realized immediately and pressed my boobs back into John. I was in total shock that so many people had just got a quick glimpse of my tits. And there were so many pictures being taken that I'm sure that someone got a decent shot of my tits. John nudged me back into the moment, and I realized that the pirates had already told us to get out of the hot tub.

I put my arms across my chest and stood up. I had to turn to face the audience in order to cross the hot tub and climb out. Even though my boobs were covered, I was still topless and facing a large audience. People were cheering, yelling various things, and of course taking pictures. I was just grateful to have my arms covering my tits.

I became concerned as I got to the stairs to get out of the hot tub. The stairs were wet and rather slippery, and while there was a handrail, you still had to be pretty careful climbing out. I realized that I was going to have to use one of my arms to hold the handrail while the other arm covered my tits. The thought went through my head that I really wish we had rehearsed this scene so I would have thought about this predicament earlier! Anyway, I needed to get out of the hot tub quickly to not screw up the scene, so I repositioned one arm to cover both tits and grabbed the handrail with the other. As I started climbing, I realized this was going to be extremely difficult. Each step I took caused my body to move all over the place, including my breasts. My breasts and my arm were slippery from getting wet, so my breasts were continuously sliding around trying to escape my arm. I almost died as I realized what was happening. My left tit slid out from under my arm and was suddenly completely exposed. I quickly moved my arm to cover it, but doing so let my other tit become exposed. They were both sliding all over the place and I just couldn't keep them covered with my one free arm! Not only were all of these people getting to see my tits, but people were snapping tons of pictures too. 

I finally escaped the hot tub and was able to use both arms again to cover myself. Luckily I was able to turn and face the pirates for a bit because I'm sure that I was bright red from embarrassment. I swore to myself that I was going to kill John. Really, it wasn't his fault, but I felt like I needed to blame someone for all of this.

The rest of the play went okay. Afterwards I got quite a long applause from the audience, which I did appreciate. While I didn't mean to expose myself like that, I did like all of the attention that it garnered. I later gave John a playful slug to the shoulder, intimating that it was his fault, but I couldn't really blame him. He did apologize, but then raved about how much the audience loved it. He went on and on about it. I hadn't seen him that excited in weeks. I think that he was feeling real optimistic about our chances now.

John also brought up grabbing my boobs. "I hope that was okay and didn't take you too much by surprise," he said. "It just seemed right for the moment. A guy is in a hot tub with a beautiful woman in front of him that just removed her top. Of course he's going to grab her breasts! I think it would look quite artificial if he DIDN'T."

I told him that it was okay and agreed that it made sense for him to grab my breasts if I'm sitting topless in front of him. I didn't say anything about the complement, but I hadn't missed the fact that he referred to me as a "beautiful woman." 

While John was happy, I cannot say the same for my boyfriend Ronny. He was shocked that I removed my bikini top and he was rather pissed off that John grabbed my bare tits. I tried to explain that it was natural in that setting and but he remained irritated. He also seemed concerned about all of the picture-taking going on, especially with my accidental flashes of my tits. Personally, I understood that having your picture taken was just a necessary part of acting and tried to explain that to him, but I'm not sure how much comfort that provided him. 

On Saturday the ticket sales numbers were released. While we had a slight lead, it was far from comfortable. John was hoping that we would easily sell out now, but seemed to be less confident than the night before. He ultimately decided to raise the ticket price by $5.00. 

John and I met privately to discuss any changes to the hot tub scene for Saturday night's show. I was curious about what he would propose. I figured that there wasn't much more that we could do. 

"Jules, last night's show was great and I'm sure that the hot tub scene will really help with sales for tonight. So at a minimum, we need to repeat what we did last night."

"So you want me to take my bikini top off again?"

"Yeah, but also be sure to give some good flashes of your breasts to the audience."

"Oh gawd, really?"

"Did you hear the audience's reaction? They loved watching you get out of the hot tub! They're going to expect a repeat of that performance, at the very least."

"Okay," I said, not quite believing that I was agreeing to flash the audience again.

"I would really like to push it a bit further though. Word has gotten out that we're going to make that scene sexier and more exciting each night, so I'd hate to just do the same thing again."

I was suddenly rather scared. I knew he was right, that we had to push that scene further. But I had a hard enough time just agreeing to flash the audience again. I wasn't sure that I even wanted to hear his proposal. It came anyway.

"So I was thinking that we could do two things to spice the scene up. The first change is all on me. I'll remove my shorts after getting into the hot tub. Getting out will be an adventure. If you're going to show a little skin, it's only fair that I do too."

"Well, good!" I said, laughing. It was still a nervous laugh because I knew that the second change involved me. "What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Rather than have your back to the audience when you remove your top, I'd like you to be facing the audience. The audience would get to see your breasts anyway when you get out of the hot tub. It will just be more blatant this time."

I just stared at him in disbelief. It was several seconds before I could even construct a response. When I did, it came out of my mouth almost painfully slowly, "I really don't know if I can take my top off staring into the faces of hundreds of people. John, I really don't know if I can do that!"

I really felt bad. I felt like I was being weak and that I was hurting John and everyone else that had put so much effort into the play. A tear began to form in my eye.

John could see the agony in my face. "Okay, okay," he said, to comfort me. "We don't need to do that. Taking off my shorts will still add something. It will just have to be enough."

He was really being nice about it, but I could see that he was disappointed. I thought about the way the scene was now set to go down, with the only change being John's removing of his shorts. The male members of the audience were not going to be satisfied if they were expecting a sexier scene. 

"John, what if instead of facing the audience, I have my side to the audience. They would still see more than yesterday, and I wouldn't have to actually face them while taking off my top."

"Yeah! You'd do that?"

I nodded. I was happy just seeing that John was cheering up, and hadn't really thought about what I was proposing.

"Great, I think that will be a real nice improvement for the scene. I really appreciate all of the hard work you're putting into this play. If we win, it will be because of you."

John was clearly happy now. When he left to talk with other cast members, I was left to contemplate what I just agreed to. I kept trying to comfort myself by thinking how common it was for women to show their breasts in movies, even in serious, Academy Award winning movies. I kept trying to tell myself that it wasn't a big deal that people would be seeing my breasts. I just wasn't that convincing. 

The hot tub scene was all I thought about, right up until the start of the play. I managed to not think about it during my first few appearances, and that respite helped to calm my nerves. When the scene came, I could feel myself tightening up again.

The beginning part of the scene hadn't changed at all. Still, when I stripped off my clothes to reveal my bikini, I heard a lot of applause. More so than on the previous night. I couldn't help but think that a lot of people came just to see me.

John got in the hot tub like usual, but sat down with his side facing the audience. I watched as his hands reached under the water and emerged holding his shorts. He quickly tossed them out of the hot tub. The audience reacted with widespread cheers. I heard a bunch of hoots from women. Reaction from the male members of the audience was more mixed. There were cheers and hollering, but also some laughter. Regardless, everyone seemed to be having fun and that's what mattered.

After the crowd calmed down some, I walked over to the hot tub and stood with my side facing the audience. The audience was now real quiet. Many knew from the previous night that I was now going to take off my top, and they were waiting for it to happen. They probably figured I was going to turn away from them before taking it off, but that was not the plan. As I looked straight ahead I could still clearly see half the audience. I realized that they were all about to get a good luck at my breasts. Time seemed to have frozen as I was lost in thought, and then I suddenly realized that I needed to proceed.

I reached behind my back and unsnapped the bikini top. There were a few hollers, but people were still probably expecting me to turn before removing the top. I then just let the top fall off my breasts and into my hands, and tossed it to the side. The crowd cheered louder than I had ever heard it. Suddenly I was blinded by all of the camera flashes going off. It seemed like everyone had a camera and was taking my picture. I fought off a strong impulse to cover my breasts. I was then about to continue with the scene and get in the hot tub when I realized that I couldn't with the crowd still going crazy. So I stood there, with an audience full of people staring at my boobs and taking picture, after picture, after picture. 

It seemed like an eternity, but eventually the crowd mellowed out a bit and I took the opportunity to start for the hot tub. John and I got through our dialogue, although I'm not sure how much of it was really heard because the audience was still making a lot of noise. As I approached him, the audience got even louder. We kissed as usual, and I saw him start to move his hands. I thought they were heading for my breasts again, but instead he brought them to my hips. I was rather confused by this and just stared at John, not sure of what he was doing. I started to sit down, but I could feel his resistance as he was holding me up. Suddenly I felt his fingers slip inside the band, and start to work my bottoms down. I sucked in my breath as I didn't want the audience to see the shock and panic that I was feeling. I wasn't sure what to do and so I just froze. Meanwhile John kept sliding the bottoms down until they were at my ankles. I felt him pull the bottoms and I instinctively stepped out of them. I then watched as John tossed them from the hot tub. 

The roar of the crowd snapped me out of my trance. Thankfully, the waist-high water prevented the audience from seeing anything besides my boobs, but it still felt extremely strange being on stage completely nude with a large audience watching my every move. I gave the audience only a few moments to calm down before I started to sit down in John's lap. 

As I sat down I was thinking about being nude on stage, and having all of these pictures of me and my tits taken. I was thinking about how John was, once again, grabbing my breasts and guiding my body down. I was not thinking about the fact that we were both completely naked and I was sitting down in his lap.

It happened real fast. One moment I was lowering myself down, then I felt some contact, and then I realized that I was sitting on his lap with him completely inside me. I instinctively jumped and lifted myself off of him. I quickly moved about six inches back and sat down on his legs. I immediately realized that I was too far away. The fake-fucking wouldn't appear at all real if I sat so far away from him. 

I slid my body forward on his legs. Our crotches met, again, but this time he wasn't inside of me. I could still feel his entire cock against me, from his shaft pressing against my pussy up to his head on my stomach. I felt his hands grab my bare butt as he pulled me into him tightly. We began thrusting into each other to simulate fucking as usual, but this time it was our bare crotches grinding against each other. I then felt him slide his hands underneath my butt and start to lift my body. We were still pressed firmly together so I could feel the length of his cock sliding over my pussy. He raised me up several inches and then lowered me until I was sitting on his legs again. The whole time his cock was in firm contact with my pussy. He then raised me again and I felt his head nearly enter me but he then lowered me down to his legs. While I really didn't have any interest in dating John, I couldn't deny that it felt good. The third time up I instinctively pressed a bit harder into him. At the peak of our motion, I felt his head enter me. As he lowered me back down, he slid deeper into me. I was shocked that he was inside me again. I mean, it felt good but I didn't want to cheat on Ronny. At the same time, I didn't want to ruin the scene by jumping back off him again. I figured that he would slide back out when he lifted me again, but he didn't lift me quite as high and remained inside of me. The next pass was similar and I realized that his cock was going to have to stay inside me if I didn't want to ruin the scene. It was about another minute before the pirates came running on stage, and that whole time I was bouncing up and down on his cock. 

After we were ordered out, John stood up to exit first. As he crossed the hot tub and stepped out he tried to keep his cock covered with his hands. But he had the same problem that I did. One hand was needed to hold the railing, which left only one hand to hide anything. In John's case, he had a full erection and one hand just did not suffice. I must admit, I was glad to see that people were taking pictures of him too. 

It was then my turn to leave the hot tub. I hadn't anticipated being completely nude when trying to get out but my predicament quickly became clear. One hand had to hold the railing, which left only one hand to cover what it could. Since my breasts had already been seen by all in the audience to some extent, I figured I would just try to cover my pussy. As I got out of the tub, my tits were bobbing all over the place and I could see tons of pictures being taken. But I did succeed in keeping my pussy covered the whole time.




Greek Week: Julie's Tale



Once out of the hot tub, I turned and faced the pirates for a bit. I thought about covering my butt with one hand, but doing so would look completely unnatural given that there were no actors behind me. So instead I just kept my pussy covered as I turned and let the audience see my bare butt. I looked forward and momentarily became embarrassed as a lot of the pirate actors were simply gawking at my boobs. When I turned back towards the audience I realized that I could now use one arm to cover my boobs, but again it would seem unnatural and really it just didn't seem to matter anymore. 

Needless to say, the audience loved the performance and John was real happy with the response. John and I also talked privately about the scene. 

"Jules, I hope you're okay with what happened in the hot tub. After I had accidentally slipped inside you a couple of times, I was worried that our constant re-positioning would ruin the scene. It's hard trying to be close and smooth enough to make it look real, but not too close. Ya know? So after it happened the second time I figured it was probably best if I just stayed inside you. That was okay, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," I answered without giving it much thought. "I'm just glad that you didn't come in me. I really don't want to cheat on Ronny."

"I know you don't, Jules. As far as everyone knows, we were just real close in there, okay?"

"Okay," I said and smiled at him. Then I added, "What really surprised me was you taking off my bikini bottoms in the first place!"

"Well, I was already naked and I figured that it would be strange for me to be nude but for you to keep your bottoms on during sex. I really didn't give it any forethought. It just seemed right at the time. Are you upset about it?"

"No, no, you're right. It makes sense given that our characters were getting ready to have sex. It just took me by surprise."

We said our goodnights and I went off to see Ronny. With all of the sexual activity I was quite worked up. Ronny got the benefit and we had fantastic sex that night.

On Sunday we found out that we were still neck and neck with another play. John doubled the price, figuring that Saturday's performance was a knock-out. Sunday's show was quickly sold out. 

When I saw John on Sunday afternoon I was rather curious what changes he had planned for the hot tub scene. "What's the plan for tonight?" I asked him.

"In terms of skin, I think the only thing left to do is complete nudity without any attempts to cover anything."

I just stared back at him. He was right, of course. The audience had already seen my boobs and ass, and only my hand was covering my bush. Likewise, the audience had seen John's butt, and while he had tried to cover his cock, he really only partially succeeded. I slowly nodded and said, "Okay."

I was still processing the idea of being on stage completely nude when he added, "I'm also going to have the pirates wait about ten minutes longer before running on stage to prolong the scene. Other than that, I think that's all we can do. The audience should love it."

"Yeah, okay," I responded. John walked off to attend to other matters, leaving me still thinking about standing on stage naked with everyone staring at me. I finally considered John's other change of having the pirates come on stage ten minutes later. Ten minutes? It occurred to me that for those ten extra minutes I would certainly be getting bounced up and down on John's cock, just like last night. I was worried that ten extra minutes would bring John to climax, which is something I did not want to happen. 

After eating dinner I returned to the auditorium to see people setting up the cameras. They were, of course, recording this evening's performance to create a DVD, which is something that I had completely forgotten about. There were four cameras. One was in the center aisle, right in front of the stage. A second one was near the ceiling in the back of the auditorium. The third and fourth cameras were in the side aisles on raised platforms. The cameras did give me pause. Not only was I going to be standing naked on stage with a live audience but professional video cameras would be recording every moment of it. I couldn't believe that things had come this far.

When the hot tub scene arrived, I tried to tune everything out. The cameras, the audience, everything. It worked for a bit. When I saw John pull down his shorts and stand, completely nude, facing the audience, it became impossible to pretend that the audience didn't exist because the audience was going crazy. It's not like John was enormously endowed or anything, but people seemed to enjoy the open nakedness. I'm sure some of the audience realized that I may follow suit. 

When it was my turn to strip off my bikini, my side was facing the audience. In one way that was good because I didn't have to look straight at a full auditorium of people. However, it did leave me looking straight at one of the cameras. I focused on the task at hand and reached behind my back to remove my bikini top. The audience again cheered loudly and it was difficult to pretend that they weren't there watching me. 

I realized that it was time to take off my bikini bottoms. The audience roared when they saw my thumbs slip inside the band of my bikini bottoms. I sucked in my breath and in one quick motion, pulled them down to my ankles. I quickly stepped out of them, stood back up and tossed them to the side. The crowd noise was deafening. I couldn't believe that I was standing completely naked in front of an audience with tons of pictures being taken and video cameras pointed straight at me. As loud as the crowd was, I knew that I needed to wait for it to calm down some before proceeding. So there I stood with my hands at my side with everyone staring at me. I knew it was going to take a few moments before I could proceed, so without moving too much, I started looking at the audience. Without turning my head I could only see the faces of perhaps 50 people. I almost died when I recognized a few of them. In the front row was Tom, a guy that had lived across the hall from me freshman year. A couple of rows back there was some guy from my old calculus study group. And then there was Dave, a guy that had asked me out maybe four or five times over the course of a couple of weeks before finally taking the hint that I wasn't interested. Now he was staring at my naked body.

As I looked at the faces of others in the audience, I started to lose my focus. Person after person was just staring at me and I just needed to stand there and let them look. I finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a laugh before regaining my composure. After another minute or so of just standing there on display for all to see I figured it was time to continue. The audience was far from quiet, but I couldn't just remain there all night.

I got in the hot tub and carried out my dialogue with John. As I started to head over to John, I began to panic. The plan was to have the pirates wait an additional ten minutes before coming on stage. I could see how it was going to go. I would sit down on his lap, he would enter me again and I would be bounced up and down on his cock with him inside me. Only now he would be pumping me, again and again, for over ten minutes while we waited for the pirates to run on stage. Would he be able to hold off and not come inside me? Would he even try to resist coming in me? I didn't want to cheat on Ronny and I was afraid that as soon as I sat down on his lap that it may be unavoidable.

As I reached John I was desperately trying to figure out how to not sit down on his lap while not ruining the scene. Suddenly I found myself pulling John up and out of the tub instead. I hadn't given it any forethought and there was no plan about what we would do next. I just figured that whatever happened would have to be better than getting fucked by John in the hot tub. 

Since I instigated the deviation from the plan I knew that I needed to take charge. I pushed John down onto some matting that was intended to absorb water that splashed out of the hot tub. I slowly lowered my body onto his and kissed him deeply, giving us both a moment to think about the change in circumstances. I could feel his hard cock against me and suddenly realized that the entire audience could surely see that our genitals were pressed together. 

Suddenly John took command. He grabbed one of my boobs and started sucking on it. I briefly thought of Ronny and how I knew that he wasn't going to like this. But the sensations of the moment quickly made me forget all about Ronny. When John flipped me over onto my back I naturally spread my legs to allow John to be between them. I was getting lost in the moment. I wasn't thinking about the audience, or about Ronny or about what was going to happen next. John began rubbing my legs, and my ass, and my back and finally my breasts. It all felt so good. When he started sucking on my breasts again, I was in another world. He slowly started kissing his way down from my breasts to my stomach, getting nearer and nearer my pussy, teasing me. Finally his tongue hit my clit and I entered another dimension. His lips and tongue were fantastic, sliding all over me. I could feel an intense orgasm ready to erupt from me. I was getting so close.

Then I realized where I was. I was on stage in front of tons of people. People were taking pictures. There were video cameras all around. Ronny was watching. I couldn't come. I wouldn't let myself. 

I stopped John cold. He looked confused and then a bit worried. I realized I was on the verge of ruining the whole scene. I again had to take charge, and so I guided him over onto his back. I kissed his stomach to resume the love-making. I was still incredibly aroused; I just didn't want to come on stage. I looked at his hard cock and grabbed it. John inhaled hesitantly as I stroked it a few times. When I saw his cock dripping with pre-come I knew I needed it in my mouth. I brought my lips to his head and sucked on it for a moment. Then I took more and more of his cock into my mouth and sucked him with a hunger I had never felt before. He tasted so good I didn't care if he came in my mouth; I was looking forward to swallowing all I could. I was so out of control.

All of a sudden the pirates came rushing on stage. I didn't want to stop and continued momentarily sucking on him, but John started looking towards them and they were certainly a big distraction. I relented and let his cock flop out of my mouth. I could hear the audience reacting strongly to all of the action, but I was more concerned with getting my bearings. The pirates directed us to stand up and I obeyed instinctively. Before long John and I were both standing at the front of the stage totally naked, but I was still in a bit of a delirium. It wasn't until after the scene ended and I was off-stage before I finally regained the full use of my senses. People were congratulating me on a great scene, but I was both embarrassed and unsatisfied. I completed my remaining scenes in autopilot and was relieved when the curtains closed. John and I received quite an ovation, but I think we deserved it. 

When I saw Ronny I expected him to be angry. He had every right to be. Instead he was surprisingly quiet and I think still in a state of shock. I figured it was a good sign though that he wanted a copy of the DVD of the performance. 

It was a few weeks before the DVD of the performance was ready. Of course the cast got their copies before the ordered copies were sent out, and we all got together to view the DVD. I was pretty nervous about how I was going to look. I knew that I was out of control and that the result may not be very flattering. 

I really wasn't surprised that when I stripped for the hot tub scene, a couple of the cameras zoomed in and provided a long, close-up view of my naked body. On stage, even the front row was at least 20 feet away; on video it was like the view was from just a foot in front of me. One of the cameras kept panning over the audience, which I appreciated as I really didn't get much of an opportunity to gauge its reaction during the live performance. Through most of the scene, the cameras were zoomed in pretty close on our naked bodies. When John started licking and sucking me the cameras zoomed in even closer. Most of the time my genitalia were blocked by either my legs or John's head, but there were a few times when the cameras captured real close-up images of my pussy. I felt pretty embarrassed to be sitting in a room full of people with a close-up of my pussy on the screen. Thankfully there a lot of close-ups of John as well, so at least I wasn't the only one. It was also very embarrassing to have close-up video of me hungrily sucking on John's cock, especially when the video was high quality and the lighting was superb. When the pirates came rushing on stage both John and my reactions were rather hilarious. I looked shocked and in disbelief, while John looked to be in absolute agony over the interruption. The laughter in the room was good; it relieved some of my embarrassment. 

John's play did win and I was regularly given credit for that. The DVD sales went through the roof. Ronny and I broke up just a couple of months later. Afterwards, John and I did hook up to finish our unfinished business but it was a major letdown. It just didn't have the same intensity that it had up there on stage. Around campus I was a minor celebrity. Some girls turned up their noses at me but others gave me credit for my bravery. And of course guys were friendlier than ever before. I'm not sure if I'd do it again, but I don't have any regrets and it was definitely my most memorable college experience.

*

In case it is not obvious by now, this is a work of fiction. Sorry, there are no DVDs of the event in existence. --DonnerBBQ



Greek Week



The pirates then burst on stage and the lovers separated. I knew this was going to be interesting. John got out of the hot tub first. As he crossed the hot tub and stepped out he was trying to cover his cock and balls with his hands. His dick was rock hard so he couldn't cover it real well, but he was trying. Julie followed behind him out of the hot tub. She again needed to use one hand to steady herself, so one hand covered her pussy and her tits just remained exposed. Once out of the tub she turned to face the pirates for a bit, showing her beautiful and bare ass to everyone in the audience. When she turned back around and faced the audience, she had her hands in front of her pussy. She could have used one arm to cover her breasts, but instead left them exposed. Most of the audience loved it and were taking their share of photographs. But others in the audience seemed to want more and weren't happy that she was covering her pussy. It sort of made me mad. There she was putting her tits and ass out there for all to see and some still weren't satisfied?

Julie and John again got enthusiastic applause at the end of the play. Julie herself was excited and we had great sex that night. I asked her about the simulated sex scene and I was surprised when she told me that it was partially improvised. She said that beforehand they had agreed to improvise that scene a bit. Exposing her breasts to the crowd was planned, but she did not expect John to reach up and pull off her bikini bottoms. 

"When I got to John he brought his hands up to my hips. I then felt his fingers go inside the bikini bottoms and he started to pull them down! I was definitely surprised, but I needed to play along. He was already completely naked so it did seem appropriate for me to be totally naked as well. Then when I went to sit down on John's leg, his dick head hit my pussy and started to enter me. I quickly pulled back and instead sat further back on his legs. I think that we both realized that it was too much space to have between us, so I slid up his legs. I could feel his dick against my pussy and stomach. He then grabbed my ass and we started pretending to fuck. He started lifting me up, I suppose to make it look more realistic, but doing so made my pussy repeatedly rub up and down his shaft. "

I was in shock. I couldn't help but think, "Sure, his only motivation for rubbing your pussy up and down his cock was to make the scene look more realistic."

I didn't say that. She wasn't stupid. She had to know that John was enjoying all of the intimate contact. She then forewarned me that they were going to have to push the envelope a bit farther on Sunday night. I asked what they had planned and she told me, "nothing right now."

That scene was again to be improvised, but with the clear understanding that they were going to make it more erotic and sexual than the night before. She wanted me to remember that, regardless of what happened, it was all acting. A feeling of dread crept over me. 

After Saturday's show the ticket sales race remained neck and neck. The price for Sunday's play was doubled. It seemed like a mistake to me, but obviously they thought that there was enough interest in the progression that people would pony up. I heard someone say that they were doubling the price to indicate that the best was yet to come. Regardless of the reason for the price hike, it worked because the play sold out again.

As I entered the auditorium on Sunday night I couldn't help but notice the cameras. They were, of course, recording this evening's performance to create a DVD. There were four cameras. One was in the center aisle, right in front of the stage. A second one was near the ceiling in the back of the auditorium. The third and fourth cameras were in the side aisles on raised platforms. 

On Sunday night everyone anxiously awaited the hot tub scene. As John walked over to the hot tub, he removed his shirt as usual. Then he removed his shorts as well, leaving him standing completely naked. He made no effort to conceal himself. Women cheered but so did a lot of the guys, realizing that this was probably a good omen for what was to follow. He got in the hot tub, and sat facing right.

Julie approached the hot tub and again reached behind her back to remove her top. The audience cheered as she dropped it to the floor. As on the previous night, the whole crowd could see her breasts and many were taking pictures. She then hooked her thumbs into her bikini bottoms and slowly pulled them down. She likewise made no effort to conceal her nudity. The audience was ecstatic. There was my girlfriend standing completely nude on stage with her breasts, pussy and ass all on display for a full audience to see. Picture after picture were being snapped. I was blown away. She looked gorgeous and the audience loved it. This time she had to stand there on display for several minutes waiting for the audience to calm down. At some point she busted out of character and a short laugh and smile escaped her lips. It couldn't possibly have been easy to stand there with a serious expression on your face while an audience is cheering your naked state. After several minutes, the audience had only calmed down a bit but she eventually needed to proceed. 

She stepped into the hot tub and sat down, and they worked through their brief dialogue. Julie stood up and headed towards John. When she reached him, he grabbed her tits again and started pulling her down towards his cock. This time she stopped him, and instead started guiding him to stand up. They both crawled out of the hot tub, again exposing their nude bodies to the crowd. She pushed him down onto some kind of mat that was on the floor outside the hot tub. She slowly lowered her body onto his and kissed him on the lips. Her top was raised off him a bit but their lower bodies were pressed together tightly. John was obviously hard and Julie had her pussy resting right on top of it.

He reached down and grabbed a tit, pulling it to his lips and started sucking. A few moments later he flipped her over to her back. Her legs were spread obscenely and he was between them. I was suddenly fearful that he was going to fuck her right there on the stage! He placed his hands just above her knees to spread her legs a bit further. His hands then started sliding up her thighs, firmly massaging them. He then moved his hands around to her ass, and then up her back. When he reached the top of her back, he brought his hands back to her front to massage her tits. His hands were all over her breasts, and he even pulled on her nipples. He brought his mouth down again to her breasts and started sucking them again. His kisses gradually moved down to her stomach. He kept going and soon his mouth had reached her pussy. John brought his hands in from each side and spread her lips. He then started going to town on her pussy, sucking and licking her furiously. Her eyes were closed and her head was slowly rocking back and forth in apparent pleasure. I couldn't believe that she was spread eagle in front of all these people while John licked and sucked her pussy. 

Then suddenly, she stopped him. John looked confused and the crowd sounded disappointed. Their disappointment ended quickly when she guided him to lie on his back and she began kissing his stomach. She grabbed his member and rubbed her hand up and down it a couple of times. She then began lowering her lips towards the head of his cock. This all seemed to be happening in slow motion for me. The crowd was relatively quiet, save for the occasional cheer. Other than that, the only thing you could hear was the clicking of cameras. She leaned forward and engulfed his head with her lips. She gradually took more of his cock into her mouth. Her body and mouth moved in unison, up and down, up and down, up and down, as she gave him a very public blow job. Just when it looked like he was ready to blow his load, the pirates came on stage. A loud sympathy groan erupted from the guys in the audience, followed by widespread laughter. 

John looked pretty pained as he got up off the floor. As the pirates took control of the scene, Julie and John stood facing the audience. They made no effort to cover themselves. Once again, my girlfriend was giving a full-frontal display to this audience, with picture after picture being taken. 

The standing ovation for John and particularly Julie at the end of the play went on for eternity. Afterwards Julie asked me what I thought and I told her that she was great, but that the oral sex was more than I was expecting.

I wanted to hear it one more time, so I asked her, "Just acting, right?"

"Just acting," she confirmed with a smile that could melt any guy.

As we were leaving I spied the DVD order line. It was real long. Apparently a lot of people wanted to have a DVD of this performance. I'm sure that most of them didn't give a damn about the play. Instead what they wanted was a DVD of my Julie walking around completely naked on stage. What they wanted was a video of her receiving and then giving oral sex. I realized that I wanted one too. Luckily, we didn't have to wait in line for one. She told me that she had already arranged to get a couple of copies and that I could have one. 

In the end John's play did win the competition. Within a couple of months, Julie and I had split. Julie, and my relationship with her, had somehow changed from all of this. At the time, our break-up was real hard for me. Today I'm a happily-married man with a clearer perspective. I don't think that Julie and I made a good couple, regardless of the play. Sure, she was hot as hell, but sex doesn't hold a relationship together long-term. So I don't have any remorse about breaking up with Julie. Even though the play may have hastened the split, it wasn't the true cause. Today I look back and appreciate it as one of the most erotic experiences of my life. And yes, I still watch the DVD periodically.