1. Naughty Theater of the Mind


    Date: 9/12/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Sandy2Moon, Rating: 28, Source: LushStories

    next to her. “Don’t you dare.” Margaret pushed Larry away. “I’ll take it off myself.” The curtain and the lights came down at the end of the second act. An uncertain applause filled the darkened theater. As we moved to our new positions, I had a moment to reflect on what I did. Was it really Suzie who sucked Larry’s cock or was it Elizabeth who took a married man’s erection in her mouth? I had to know because I didn’t want to become someone I wasn’t. What about my upbringing? Would I forsake everything I’ve learned about god, fidelity, about sex, about the holiness of the body? Or was it that my 22 year old body needed to give and receive pleasure? Touching my drenched pussy, I needed to know the truth about myself. I didn’t get answers to my questions during the rest of the play. Anne and John played the struggling couple to perfection, the tension palpable. It also made their performances real. At the end, taking our naked bows to thunderous applause, I sensed that we had a hit on our hands. We might have to perform a few more times on stage. My search had to wait. Backstage, actually a kitchen, we were on an emotional high. The appreciative applause, the catcalls and the whistles filled the theater with an unforgettable erotic pulse that I felt in my throbbing pussy and my hard nipples. We hugged ecstatically, only to discover that I was still naked. It didn’t seemed to bother my two fellow actors. Anne squashed our naked breasts together and moved her leg between mine, ...
    pressing her thigh against my mound. She pushed her tongue between my lips. I was getting worked up, again. I also discovered a growing love for these two talented thespians. “Enough, you little slut. You think I didn’t see you suck John’s cock,” said Anne as she broke our embrace, ripping of my blond wig. “You want to suck him, now is your chance.” I was confused. The one moment we were kissing passionately and then she turned on me. “On your knees.” Reluctantly, I obeyed, knowing full well that we still had at least a few more days or at least a week with this production. I needed the experience and the money. Most of all, I remembered my orgasm on stage. But I wasn’t a submissive to anyone. One thing my father taught me. “No,” I said, as I got up. “Been there, done that, got the orgasm. I want to taste your pussy. I want to fuck you with my tongue.” Where did that come from? Why the sudden courage? Was I still Suzie or was it Elizabeth’s body giving the answer? I saw Anne looking at John, as if asking him for permission. They were taken aback as I was with this change in direction. Sensing their indecision, I made my move. I pulled John by his growing erection and pushed Anne’s backside against the kitchen table. I kissed her soft lips while my hands roamed around her beautiful breasts, tugging at her nipples. Passion and lust took control of my actions as I started to move my kisses lower. Planting soft kisses on her neck, between her breasts, circling each of her twin soft ...
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