After the theatre...
Several years ago, I was involved in a university theatre
production that did well enough to make it into regional
competition. No, I?m not an actor, just a stage musician
who enjoys looking at the beauties parading around.
At the competition, the university put four guys to a room
in typical cost-cutting fashion, but we had to prep for
the production anyway. That evening, after the show, the
other guys had to go out and party, in typical teeny-bopper
fasion. Me? I was beat. Being older than the others, I get
tired of the party scene and turned on the tube to catch the
end of Leno.
When I heard a knock on the door, I figured it was one of the
guys who forgot their key. Surprise, it was Donna, one of
the beauties who graced the stage and had made small talk
with me on occasion. After the preliminary topics, the
became a little flirtatious with her nipples beginning
to show through her university t-shirt. With my hands caressing
her waist, I began to nibble on her neck while she stroked
my throbbing cock through my jeans.
She gently pushed herself up and began a sensual striptease,
that even had me harder than before. Afterwards, she pulled
me up as well, and stripped me while I was stroking her 34C
tits. Taking charge of the situation, she then pushed me
back on the bed and positioned herself on top, pelvis to
pelvis, rubbing, kissing, petting. After just a short
while, her pace quickened and her hips began thrusting
to meet mine....I flipped her over, toook the top and eased
my hardened cock into her while her gorgeous blue eyes were
locked on mine. Stroke stop. Stroke stop. Stroke stop. Soon she was
begging for me to help her to cum. Who was I to argue? With a frenzied
pace we were both worked for that beautiful final act the screaming
finale. I may just have to work stage orchestra again next fall.
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