Actress auditions for a risque play (closed)

Ida awoke to a text from her director, calling her in to the theatre to be involved in the casting of her scene partners. She felt flattered to be asked to be part of the decision making process and was just about to get out of bed to get ready when her husband woke up. He stroked her hair and cupped her breast as he muttered sleepily,”gotta go?” She told him about the text, and he said, “ok…suck my cock before you go.” Ida smiled, pulled her top down to reveal her breasts - she knew Jon liked to have access to them when she sucked him - and then lowered her pretty lips to his large cock. Licking it expertly in little circles before plunging her head slowly down, lazily sliding her mouth up and down on his shaft as he squeezed and kneaded her tit. Ida loved to suck her husband’s cock, and she had a real talent for it. She knew a nice slow blowjob was what he wanted in the morning. Still, as her skillful lips milked his cock, he couldn’t resist grabbing her by the hair and slamming her down until almost his whole length was buried in her mouth. He groaned in pleasure as he shot a heavy load of sperm into her eager mouth. Ida sucked out every drop, swallowing all of his cum while she continued sliding her tongue around the head. She smiled up at him and kissed his cock as she said “see you later, baby!”
 
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“Darling.” Ruby greeted Ida effusively kissing her French style on both cheeks.
“You look positively amazing this morning, glowing. You must let me know which moisturiser you use, such an unusual scent.”
John scowled behind her, hopping from foot to foot to get a view of Ida’s cleavage but Ruby always seemed to be in the way.
“Now darling, I want you to sit next to me. We must select someone you’ll feel comfortable working with but also someone who posesses the right tool to prise open the box where you keep your sexiness hidden away.” She squeezed Ida’s arm.
“We do understand each other don’t we sweetie?”
 
"um...sure!" said Ida, not actually sure what Ruby meant but not wanting to admit it. She gave Ruby a couple of kisses back, appreciating how friendly and welcoming she was, and then said hi to John, giving him a hug and kiss on both cheeks. She felt her breasts pressed hard against Jon's chest as they hugged, but this wasn't out of the ordinary - most guys seemed to hug her like that. Ida hadn't dressed to show off her figure today, but it was still impossible to hide under her soft sweater and tight jeans.

"So how do we go about this, today? What kind of role do I have in the casting process? You want to test our chemistry, or you want me to help judge their acting ability?"
 
John took the opportunity to step in.
“You mustn’t worry about their acting ability. I have the reputation of being able to beat base metal into gold and you my dear will be the jewel in the crown that we fashion from that base metal. They don't call me the alchemist for nothing” He turned to Ruby and Lyn looking for affirmation but they just rolled their eyes.
“So Ida love, you know that several of the scenes will display sexual intimacy and to convince the audience that what they’re watching is real you will of course be in very close contact with the men and woman you’ll be working with.” He turned to Ruby.
“Ruby has been busy re-writing this weekend making the script more inclusive, haven’t you darling.” He said 'haven't you darling' in a very sarcastic voice well knowing that Ruby's real reason for the re-write was so that she could get the chance of playing a scene with Ida both on and off stage.
Ruby smiled in agreement.
“Yes, I felt that we should explore as much of the sexual spectrum as we could and of course if we can’t find an actress you feel comfortable with, I can always stand in for a scene or two a La Hitchcock.”
"Yes, well," replied John. "Let's see what the wind has blown in shall we and Ida," he took Ida by the shoulders and tilted his head to one side, and with a simpering smile and tone said "All we're concerned about is your happiness sweetheart ... and ours of course."
 
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“Gotcha! So you want to see whether I find them attractive? Well, that’ll be fun!”

Ida was privately a bit unsure about what was meant by “the sexual spectrum” - her spectrum wasn’t all that wide, but professionally, as an actress, she was excited by the idea of playing a character so far outside her own range of experience.
 
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"Well not necessarily attractive." John and Ruby spoke as one. They certainly didn't want any competition from some stud who might catch Ida's eye. Married or not, in the strangely incestuous atmosphere of theatre many have decided that they can continue their roles off stage and although both John and Ruby had intentions in that direction with Ida they didn't want anyone else trying.
John continued:
"We already have a beauty in you so we don't want to stand accused of only casting physically attractive actors. As an inclusive production even ugly ducklings must have the chance to swim."
Lyn joined the conversation.
"What John is trying to say is that you don't have to put up with some sweaty gym-jock with body odour and halitosis that can curdle milk.. am I right?" She looked from John to Ruby and back again.
"Well, yes," said John, my thoughts exactly although I might have made the point more subtly."
He exchanged glances with Ruby and was sure that she was thinking the same thing, that a menage a trois with Ida in the middle would be a satisfactory outcome. Perhaps.
"Right, shall we get started?" He glanced at his clipboard. "Sven Oak?"
Good god he thought to himself, how do they dream up these ridiculous names? Perhaps he fancies himself as a porn star.
Ida was sitting between him and Ruby and he patted her knee or more correctly her thigh and added a definite squeeze as he did.
"Here's the first one for you. There's seven men and four women and we'll need two men and a woman in all so take your time and we'll have a little chat between each one ok?" He patted her thigh again.
"In your own time from line six: Is this your first time doing this?"
 
Sven lumbers onstage, a big hulking blond man, about 40, with a bushy beard.

He rumbles in a deep voice “is this your first time doing this?” Glaring down at Ida in the audience.

“Well, jeez - he’s pretty intimidating!” She whispers to John

Sven, still in character, watches her, imagining her giving him a lap dance, putting his hands where her hips would be. "Come on, grind that ass on my cock. I'll help you."

Ida leans over to Ruby, "In this scene - am I dancing for him? Is that in the script? Is she a stripper?!"

The big actor continued, holding eye contact with Ida, "Go on, dance, baby. Mmmmmm... now - time to take that little top off. Go on...let's see those beautiful tits. Damn, you're a hot fucking bitch aren't you? Shake those titties, girl. You ain't much of a dancer, but who gives a shit with tits like that? You wanna earn some real money, baby? You wanna be a good girl for me?"

Ida was breathing heavily, feeling penned down by Sven's gaze. She reddened as he stared at her face and then as his eyes brazenly wandered down over her full breasts which were straining against the fabric of her sweater.

"Thank you very much. Sorry for the intensity, Miss, I hope that was ok." Sven says, breaking the scene. He smiles at the audition panel, waiting for instruction.
 
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"Well yes, thank you Mr Oak, we'll let you know." John again squeezes Ida's thigh, a little higher this time.
"Rest assured that you won't have to perform with anyone like that. He's as subtle as a chain saw and looks as if he might have a collection."
With his hand still on her thigh he leans across her to talk to Ruby thus ensuring very close contact with Ida's breasts.
"Any thoughts Ruby?"
"No, I entirely agree." Ruby looks into Ida's eyes. "What we're looking for is someone with whom you can portray credible a sex scene, someone who, despite you're being married, you'd be able to think 'I could fancy a bit of that' and if that feeling is strong enough to get you hot and bothered in your nether regions," She slides her hand higher until it's where the edge of Ida's panties are "here Darling, then I think we'll have found the person we're looking for. OK."
"Next."
 
Ida’s a bit overwhelmed by the closeness of her colleagues, leaning in on her from both sides, but she nods and puts her focus back on the stage.

A very average looking man walks onstage. He’s maybe mid-40s, a slight belly, but a friendly but nervous smile. He says “Hi, I’m Dave Rogers. Ahem…”

He looks down at Ida, and says “oh! Hi! We met a scene study class a few years ago! Nice to see you again! Ahem… you look like you’ve never done this before… er… ummm…I’m sorry, I’m a little nervous. It’s hard to think of her as the character. I know this is weird, but could she maybe take off the sweater?”

Ida looks at John, surprised.
 
John asks Dave:"You know each other?"
Ida blushes a little as Dave answers.
"Yes as we worked together a few years ago." She waves at him. "Hi Dave, how are you? Long time."
John raises an eyebrow. "And was it just work?"
"Well, yes mostly, y'know." Ida gives a nervous giggle at Dave's answer.
"O K I see, so, Ida, would you be happy taking off your sweater for him?"
"Well I have nothing on underneath so ..."
"Don't worry Ida, by the end of this production we'll have seen everything you have to offer so go ahead and let's see what Dave can do with them."
Ida glances at Ruby and then Lyn for support and they both smile and nod their heads in agreement so Ida glances around to see who else might be watching and slowly lifts her pullover allowing her magnificent breasts to tumble free.
There's an audible gasp as all see just how large and perfectly formed they are, surmounted by nipples that have perked up as the air in the theatre hits them.
John clears his throat.
"Ida, would you like to join Dave on stage, improv will be fine, we just want to get a feel of how this goes between you. And don't feel restrained in any way." He gestures to the stage.
"Please?."
 
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Ida felt panic rising in her as she realized that John and Ruby were serious. They expected her to take her top off. She felt everyone’s eyes on her, waiting. The seconds passed like hours and then she decided that she didn’t want to disappoint the director on her first day. She looked around to try to convince herself that it was pretty private, took a deep breath, and lifted off her sweater, feeling her breasts get caught in the fabric before they bounced free in front of everyone. Ida was mortified, but tried to hide it.
Dave had been friendly in their scene study class, but he also clearly had a crush on her. He’d asked her out multiple times, and she had politely tried to put him off, trying to maintain a professional relationship. Now she was basically stripping for him on command. Jesus…this was not the day she imagined having when she got up this morning!
Ida stood up, her breasts wobbling and jiggling naturally. She edged past John, her tits a few inches from his face, nipples standing at attention. She muttered a quick “sorry…” to him. She hoped she wasn’t embarrassing him. She attempted to look like she was in full control as she walked and jiggled toward the stage. The overjoyed theatre technicians lit her up on her way.

Dave was amazed! He had lusted after Ida for two years, and she had turned him down over and over again. She was the sexiest woman he had ever met, and a very talented actress, clearly out of his league, and he had spent hours dreaming about what her tits would look like. Now he had basically just asked to see them and she had been told to bare them! This was fantastic! And even better - she was coming up on stage and would have to give him a fucking lap dance, and he would be playing the asshole who feels her up and treats her like a slut. Dave wasn’t really an aggressive guy, but he just felt so excited to get this chance. Damn - look at her walk! Those tits of hers were incredible. He stared at her breasts openly - who cared if she saw him looking? Such inviting nipples, too, hehe, and look at her bounce and wobble as she tried to look dignified. He wondered if he could find a way to get some photos of her like this - could he work that into the scene, or would that annoy the director? Either way, he was going to make the most out of this opportunity and enjoy the hell out of this woman - whether she was prepared for it or not.
 
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As Ida climbed the stairs to the stage John stood.

"OK so we know what the scene is, Ida, you're giving a lap dance to Dave but if you will, I'd like you to play it three ways. First, Ida play this as your first ever lap dance and Dave you can play the 'seen it all before' jaded punter. Second, Ida can you play this as the 'done this so often I could do it in my sleep' dancer and Dave, a first time visitor to the club and lastly, you've seen each other before at the club and there's a thing going on between you. OK? any questions?"
John looked at them both as they nodded their understanding.
"OK props, can we have a chair out here please for Dave?"
As John returned to his seat Lyn turned to him.
“That’s very clever, it’ll give her a chance to develop herself as she builds into the role and very good for her confidence too.”

Ruby who was wriggling in her seat grabbed him and pulled him close so she could whisper in his ear.

"Oh my god, this is so horny, I'm wet even thinking about it."

John laughed. "Me too. If I had my raincoat with me I'd have it over my knees giving myself a long slow stroke."
“OK, Ida, Dave, when you’re ready and Ida, I know you’re nervous but just let your hair down and go for it.”
 
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Ida waited awkwardly on stage, hands covering her tits, while they brought out the chair for Dave. She had never given a lap dance before, just stripped a few times for her husband at home.

Smooth jazz coming from the speakers broke her out of her thoughts, and she looked over to see Dave sitting comfortably in his chair with a kid-at-Christmas grin on his face.

She stands in front of him, trying not to run out off stage.

“Is this your first time doing this?” asks Dave. Ida, embarrassed, forces a smile and begins swaying slightly to the music in front of him.

“Mmmm… I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for this, Ida. You’re even more amazing than I thought you’d be! I couldn’t believe you just showed me your tits because I told you to! I should have done that a long time ago!”
Ida keeps dancing, hands still covering her breasts. Her jean covered ass facing John and Ruby swayed from side to side, taunting them.

“Now, Ida. Look at me. Look me in the eyes. Good. Now, say “I’m a slut.” “

Ida, shocked, looks at Dave and says “I…I’m a slut.”

“Good, Ida. Yes, you are. Now, drop your hands and show me your fucking tits.”

Ida does as she’s told, still slowly dancing a couple of feet in front of Dave, presenting her tits for his entertainment and approval.

“Damn, Ida. Those are so nice. Jesus Christ. Now, turn around and face the audience. No, don’t cover up. Look your director in the eyes. Now say ‘I’m a slut.’”

Ida dances, swaying sensually, looks John in the eye and says, “I’m a slut.”

”Good, Ida. Now, slowly take off your jeans. Keep looking him in the eyes, but bend over as you take them off. You’re going to show me that sexy ass of yours while you show the audience your tits. This is what you’re for, slut.”
 
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Ida looks John in the eyes, still slowly dancing, breasts presented, as she unzips her jeans and slides them slowly down over the swell of her hips, bending down and arching her back, tits hanging and swaying as her ass is revealed for Dave’s approval. Her little black lace thong comes shyly into view…
 
Ida stumbles a little trying to get her tight jeans off, causing her big tits to wobble and shake in a way which was both sexy and comical - and a little humiliating for Ida.

“Ida, have you ever given a lap dance before?”

“…no…”

“That’s ok. The idea is that you’re trying to show me how much fun it’s going to be to fuck you. You worship my cock like a god. Got it?”

“Yes…but I don’t…”

“You want me to guide you through it?”

Ida looks out to John and Ruby, hoping they’ll end the improv, but there’s only silence.

She looks back to Dave. “Yes…thanks.”

“Ok. First, shake those tits for me. From your shoulders. Let’s make those titties bounce.”

Ida looks over her shoulder at John, but he says, “it’s ok, go on, Ida”

Ida turns bright red as she turns back to Dave. Shaking her shoulders a little, making her tits wobble slightly.

“Come on now, Ida. Do it properly. Shake those titties!”

Ida shakes her shoulders harder, her breasts bouncing like mad.

“Wow! Haha! That’s fantastic! Now, come sit on my lap.”

Ida walks nervously forward, and gingerly straddles Dave’s legs. She tries to hold a little distance, but he grabs her ass with both hands and pulls her in, crushing her soft breasts against his face.

“Mmmm…oh god…” Dave sighs as he takes a firm grip on her ass. You’re just perfect, Ida.”
Dave can’t resist pushing his head between her tits and motorboating her, laughing in delight. “Hahaha! This is Heaven!”
One of Dave’s hands reluctantly leaves her ass to move up to her breast. Dave squeezes and hefts it, establishing his right to her body, his ownership.
“Keep dancing, Ida! You’re forgetting to dance! Roll your hips. And your shoulders. Nice…mmm….” Dave moves on the hand on her ass up to her hair, and grabs it in a fist. “Say ‘I’m a slut.’”

“I’m a slut.”

With that, Dave pulls her hair back causing her back to arch and her breasts to lift. Dave holds her there and thrusts just head forward, latching onto her nipple and suckling at it as he squeezes her other breast. Ida gasps from the surprise and stimulation as Dave groans in triumph and sucks hungrily. Ida squirms, but Dave holds her fast. Ida looks imploringly over shoulder at John, but has no idea how sexy she looks making eye contact with him, breathing heavily as her extremely sensitive nipples are devoured. Dave sucks on her tits like a man possessed, holding her with a strong grip.

Suddenly he releases her. “Stand up. Turn around. Now, grind your ass on my cock.”

Ida tries to follow instructions, but the movement is new for her, and awkward. Dave gives her ass a sharp spank, causing her to squeal and jump in surprise. Dave grabs her hips with both hands and starts rubbing her ass up and down on his cock.

“That’s it! You feel that cock? Now you’re being a good slut! Look at the director in the eyes. Put on a show for him.” Dave grabs her by the hair again and holds her face toward John. “Now you’re getting it. Work that ass, Ida. Now play with your tits for the director.” Spank!

Ida looks John right in the eyes and begins to squeeze and play with her tits while rubbing her ass on Dave’s cock to the music. She had never felt like such a whore, her pale skin covered in red handprints from where Dave had squeezed her.
 
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Dave reaches around and cups Ida’s breasts, squeezing and kneading them. He past her into the audience, and says, “umm…hi!…do you want me to continue? Or is there anything in particular you want to see? I hope you don’t mind that I sucked her tits, it seemed what I would do in that situation. Ida’s pussy is really wet right now (a shocked and mortified Ida turns beet red and tries to stand up, but is held tight by Dave, who continues to play with her tits and talk politely to the director), so in real life I’d probably start fingering her, or have her give me a blowjob, or take some videos of her dancing. She’s given me a hell of a hard-on, so it’s a little uncomfortable to keep it in my pants while she’s shaking these at me (he shakes her tits at the audience) and rubbing her ass on my cock. I’m sure she’s not trying to make things difficult for me, of course!”

Ida was in a steady state of shock and confusion and just couldn’t find words for…anything. She just stared out at the director, silent and desperate. She didn’t even find Dave attractive! But she was up here in front of anyone, rubbing herself on him like he was catnip. She could feel his cock pressing against her pussy through his jeans, demanding its right to enter her, and what he said was true - her pussy WAS soaking wet, and Ida found it humiliating. Her body had accepted his ownership, even if her mind hadn’t. And she didn’t even really like him!
 
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“OK, Ok,”

John holds his hands up in a signal for them to stop.

“OK, let’s just pause for a moment and think about what we’re doing here.

Dave, you’re auditioning for a part in this production – Ida already has her part - and if you think embarrassing her is the right way to do that then we’re on a different page. Remember that although this is a play and not real life it will be a representation of facets of real life and the reality is that if you behaved to a lap dancer in a club the way you’ve just behaved to Ida then you’d be leaving the club with the boot of the bouncer so far up your arse that you’d be shitting Doc Martins for a week

And Ida, even as a first timer I doubt that you’d find being humiliated like this acceptable, would you? If you’d given him a smack and called security that would have been a great improv but as it is you allowed him to humiliate you. You’re a beautiful young woman with values and self esteem so let’s see some of that.

OK?

So let’s drop the self-indulgence and have a go at the second scenario, Ida as the pro and Dave as the first timer and if you’d like to cover up Ida, go ahead.” said John as he threw Ida’s pullover up unto the stage.



As he sat Ruby threw her arms round him.

“Oh John, that was so wonderful, defending Ida like that.” And she kissed him hard.

He laughed.

“Well, If I were in Dave’s position and Ida was giving me a lap dance the only way I’d want it to finish is with her on my lap planted firmly on my cock but he’d never achieve that in a month of Sundays behaving like that.”

She kissed him again.

“For that performance I might give you a lap dance later and with the ending it deserves.”
 
Dave blanches and nods, muttering to himself, "the script didn't say it was at a club..."

Ida smiles gratefully to John, she begins to put on the sweater, but then changes her mind, just holding it front of her breasts as she turns to Dave.

"Go on, sit down." she says. Dave sits, humbled by John's chastising.

"You like my tits, Dave? You wanted to see them for a long time?"

"Y...yes. We all used to talk about them in class."

"Oh, really?" Ida starts to sway in front of Dave. Pulling the sweater back and forth over her breasts, teasing him and stimulating her super sensitive nipples. "And what did you say about them?"

"Just...just that they were really nice, we all made bets about what size they were, talked about what we wanted to do with them...guy talk, you know..."

Ida pulls the sweater away from her breasts, and puts it around Dave's head, pulling him in tight, her nipples tracing little patterns on his face.

"Oh god..." moans Dave.

Ida turns around, leaning over, moving her ass slowly from side to side over Dave's cock. Looking John directly in the eyes. Holding eye contact, she lifts up her tits like an offering. "This is what you really wanted, isn't it? You wanted to see my tits from the first time you saw me. You wanted to make me dance for you. You're thinking about all the things you want to do to me..." Still looking at John, she pushes her tits together, a pleading, innocent expression on her face as she sits down on Dave's lap, gyrating her hips. "Isn't that what you want?"

"Oh god, yes!" shouts Dave.

"What about my ass, Dave? How about the rest of me? Did you talk about that, too?"

"Well, yes. It's an incredible ass. I mean...holy shit...look at it! Can I...can I touch it?"

Still rubbing herself on Dave's rock hard cock, she says, "well, I don't know, Dave. We'd better ask the boss. John, can Dave touch my ass?"
 
John laughs.
"Depends how much money you've got Dave. Most customers tuck $50 into a dancer's garter to touch so if you want to add that mime to your improve then that's ok and Ida, I like how you're handling this now, far more assertive. Work through this until you both feel you've completed this scene and then let's move on to the last one where you and Dave know each other and have a thing going between you. OK?"
 
“hmmm…ok, let’s say you owe me $50, then, Dave.”

Dave eagerly grabs her ass, causing Ida to gasp, but she quickly recovers her composure and keeps dancing on his lap. Dave is more gentle now, massaging her ass, rewarding her for dancing for him. He pulls her down so that her pussy is pressed against his cock, and groans. “God, your pussy is so hot, Ida. Jesus, you don’t know hard it is to control myself.”

Dave says, “could you just explain the last scenario a bit more? She’s still a stripper and we’re still at a strip club, but we’ve got a relationship? Is that the idea? Or is it that we’re a couple and we’re at home?”
 
"OK, first she's not a stripper, she's a lap dancer and just to remind ourselves you were going to play this three ways. First, Ida giving her first ever lap dance and Dave you as the jaded punter. That we've done and then second, Ida as the done it all before dancer and you Dave as the first timer and we've just seen that and lastly, you've seen each other before at the club and there's a thing going on between you but this is still at the club OK? Now you might both feel that since you've interacted in this way before that a greater degree of intimacy will be legitimate but remember, this will be on stage before a public audience and as much as in the scenario you might want to fuck each other I'm pretty sure that's not what the audience will be expecting to see."
He turned to Ruby.
"Are you OK with that?"
Ruby seemed miles away and came to with a start at the mention of her name.
"Wha ..? Oh yeah sure, there's no actual fucking in the script although the audience might believe that's what's happening but that's the skill of acting hey?"
"OK? any questions? Right let's see this last scenario and Dave just remember, your still auditioning."
As he returned to his seat Ruby grabbed him again.
"I know it's not in the script but I'd sure as hell like to see Dave giving Ida a good shafting. This is better than any porn show I've ever seen and at this rate he might have to fuck me as well."
 
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Dave and Ida nod at each other. Dave starts to sit down, the stops and looks at Ida, who is standing there topless in just her little black lace thong. He stares at her looking her up and down, memorizing every detail of her body. Then he steps in, puts a hand behind her head and pulls her into him, pressing her nearly naked body against his. He holds her there, looking into her eyes, her breasts squashed against his head, and her breath quickening. Then he crushes his lips against hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth. She stiffens for a moment, and then she released as she accepts his kiss. Dave slides one hand down her back to cup her ass. John and Ruby - and the watching technicians - can see how firm it is as he squeezes it.
Ida eventually pushes him away, looks him in the eye, and says, “Sit down.”
Dave sits in his chair, and Ida starts dancing for him, turning slowly around as she sways to the music, letting him see her body from every angle. Then she sits on his lap as before, rubbing her big tits in his face as she gently cradles his head, his hands around her, holding her ass. This time she lets a nipple lightly touch his mouth, and he pulls her sharply in, latching his lips around her nipple and sucking hungrily. Ida’s whole body shivers as he suckles at her breast, then he switches to the other nipple and gives it the same treatment, one hand moving up to hold her soft breast.
Ida’s hips are still rolling with the music, rubbing her pussy against Dan’s cock.
Ida suddenly stands up arches her body to lean in toward Dan - and presenting her ass to the audience - and then she kneels down in front of him. Still dancing, but now rubbing his cock with her hands through his jeans.
Dan leans back in ecstasy, then grabs her head with one hand, pushing her mouth down against his cock. Ida, keeps wiggling her ass to the music as Dave rubs her face against his erection.
“Mmmmm….oh god…Ida, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this. You were always such a cock tease, and now……mmmmm…You want to suck it, don’t you?”
“Mmmmmhmmmm…”
“Tell me.”
“I want to suck it. I want your big cock in my mouth. I want you to punish me for being such a little cock tease.”
Dave groans and he looks out at the audience, hoping for direction - because it’s taking all of his self-control not to take out his cock and plunge it into Ida’s wet mouth.
 
There was no point in Dave or Ida looking for direction from John. He was apparently deep in conversation on his phone with his finger stuck in his spare ear and despite Lyn tugging at his sleeve he just gestured at the stage which could have been interpreted in any way Dave and Ida chose and Ruby for all the world was asleep, mumbling to herself, at least she had her eyes closed and were it not for the rhythmic movement of her hands that were in her lap one could have been convinced it was so.

In the wings, hidden by the flats, the stage hands were agog, some just watching and some filming on their phones
convinced that they'd never get the chance to see anything like this again.

"John," hissed Lyn. "Look at what's happening, I think Ida's about to give Dave a blow job." But despite tugging at his sleeve again he just carried on with his phone conversation and then she figured out what was happening. Ruby was talking hands free to John and she could see her earpiece between the strands of hair covering her ears and from the look on his face it seemed certain she was giving a running commentary to John and promising him a personal replay later if he allowed Dave and Ida to continue.
It was no contest. With the promise of a blowjob from Ruby John wasn't about to stop what was going to happen on stage and so Dave and Ida were left to make their own decision to carry on or to stop.
 
Ida looks up to see Dave looking out into the audience. She turns around to see what he’s looking at, but misses John’s wave. Ida figures that the scene is over, and is turning back to Dave to finish off the scene in character…

Dave sees John’s wave and thinks, “Holy shit! He wants Ida to suck my dick! Well, Jesus! You don’t have to ask me twice!” While Ida is turned away, Dave finally frees his tortured cock from his jeans, and it springs up, ready for action. Dave may be a fairly average looking guy, but his cock is impressive - a full ten inches, rock hard after so much teasing and stimulation.
Dave doesn’t realize that Ida hasn’t seen Dave’s signal to “go on”, so when Ida turns back to Dave, smiling, she is surprised to bump her face into his throbbing dick, and even more surprised when Dave eagerly grabs her by the hair and slams her mouth down on his cock. Suddenly, she’s got a huge cock deep in her mouth - the second one today!
Dave gurgles in delight, making unintelligible sounds of pleasure ending in a drawn out, “Yesssssss….!”

Ida looks up at him blushing, somehow managing to look innocent despite having a dick in her mouth.
Dave has a huge grin on his face as he grabs her hair with both hands and pulls her hard up and down on his cock, forcing her to fuck him with her mouth as he relaxes in his chair.

Ida does her best to hang on, looking up at Dave and her big tits bouncing wildly underneath her. She had had no intention of actually giving Dave a blowjob, but now that she had no choice, she just accepted the situation.

Dave was in Heaven. He was face-fucking his dream girl! And man, her mouth was incredible! This bitch could suck a dick!

He thrusts his hips to drive his cock even deeper into Ida’s beautiful mouth.

“Oh, god, Ida! You little slut! Suck that fucking dick! How much are they paying you to suck my cock, you whore? Mmmmm….god you are a good cocksucker!”

Ida turns even more red, but can’t really argue with his logic, or with her mouth full of penis. She’s overwhelmed with feelings of both humiliation and excitement and focuses only on giving Dave the best blowjob of his life. Despite the pounding her mouth is taking, she sticks her tongue out, creating a sort of mattress for his cock, and she undulates her tongue, stimulating the underside of his cock.

Dave fishes his phone out of his pocket, and points it down, filming the goddess sucking his huge dick.

“Ah, suck it, Ida! You fucking cocktease! You big-titted whore!” He pushes his cock deep into her mouth, a couple inches going into her throat, and holds her there a few seconds before he pulls out, laughing and whooping in triumph.

Suddenly, tensing up, Dave feels his balls tingling as they demand release. He grins, and puts his hand on the back of Ida’s head, holding her deep on his cock while he erupts a massive amount of sperm into her mouth, giving her no choice but to swallow while he films the show with his other hand.

“Aaaaaaarghnnn!!!!!” Dave groans and his whole body spasms, as Ida gulps down jet after jet of semen. Dave begins to recover from the most powerful orgasm of his life, but he continues to hold Ida in place while his cock shoots a few late spurts of cum into her mouth.

Dave sighs happily, pockets his phone, and slides lazily in and out of Ida’s mouth as he relaxes his grip a little. As she sucks his softening cock he says to John, “Thank you SO much, this has been the most amazing day of my life! Really, just incredible. I would LOVE to work on this show. Her mouth…oh my god…you know? She's even better than she looks!” He pulls Ida off his cock, and gives her tits a playful squeeze. “Should I send the next man in?”
 
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“Should I send the next man in?”
Dave's question jerks John back to reality and he turns to the stage to see Ida looing directly at him as she collects a dribble of Dave's semen from the corner of her mouth and slowly suck her finger clean, all the while staring into John's eyes. She pulls her finger from her mouth with a 'pop' and winks at him.
He has no doubt what she's suggesting, or at least he hopes that Ida is suggesting what he thinks she is.
"Er, right, well that was a little more graphic than the script called for but as an improv I thought it very engaging and I'm sure an audience would be thrilled to see that."
He glanced at Ruby and Lyn to gauge their reaction but neither was giving anything away.
"So, perhaps we'll have a break for an hour and continue after lunch. OK?"
He walked to the edge of the stage and beckoned Ida who crouched so that John could speak to her in confidence.
"Ida, I'd like to talk about what just happened between you and Dave, somewhere where we can have a little privacy. Meet me at the stage door in say twenty minutes alright?"
"Dave, thanks for coming in this morning, I'll give you a call later this afternoon."
 
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