behind the scenes

[intriguess]

I was the costume designer, it was a small production, so I also did hair and make up for the leading lady. I often envied the loads of roses that filled her room on opening night. Then the show ended and a new one began and a new leading lady arrived nervous but brilliant. It was thrilling to work with someone so energetic. She asked me to calm her on opening night and with a devilish grin I kissed her full on lips, reapplied her lip stick and told her to knock them dead.

The leading man was in his forties and quite distinguished, I had heard rumous that he seduced every leading lady. I shrugged and headed out to make sure things were going well, when I bumped into the prop guy, he was built. I let my tongue slide over my lips muttering some apology as I stood aside watching from the wings. My 5'2" frame hidden in swathe of black clothing to better hide me from view. My hair a mess of rumpled dark hair. The only make up on my face was the lipstick from the kiss.


OOC so this can go lots of ways.....

 

[missla]

Hello intriguess. I am new but would be interested in the leading lady role ??

 

[intriguess]

sure I always enjoy a newbie and most often I let roles go with first cum first served.

*wink*

skipping ahead a little in time.....

the show was over the last calls done as I helped her out of the gown, "So are you going to the cast party tonight? It's bound to be interesting." I didn't tell her the cast party would consist of small group. Her, the leading man, myself, a few chosen stage hands and the director.

 

[missla]

Mignon

I was so relieved that the show was over. No matter how many times you did a show, it still makes me nervous with excitement. I returned to my dressing room where (name ?) she was waiting for me. She had given me a kiss on my lips as I had left the dressing room, which I had forgotten in the excitment, but I was remembering now. She hugged me, congratulating me on the show, and began to help me out of my gown. She unzipped the back and slipped it over my shoulders and down. The gown was made so that it was impossible to wear a bra, and as the gown moved lower, my breasts were soon bare to the world. I looked down and saw that my nipples were hard as rocks - I wasn't sure if it was from the excitement of the night, the slight chill in the dressing room, or the fact that I was being undressed by this lovely young lady. I stepped out of the dress, leaving me standing in only my white silk g-string.

 

[Stirling]

O-O-C: A leading man? How about the dashing and proper Stewart McPatrick, an aging British actor with a manly bald head and enough charm to tempt a lesbian, however fleetingly?

 

[Xantham]

Juno Glas - PropMaster

I moved as quickly as I could. I had to get the stage and backstage reset for tomorrow night's show before I could leave for the cast party. This show has so many props and the actors never seem to leave them in the same place twice. I glance over as the costume lady intercepts our cute leading lady on the way to the dressing rooms.

"What I wouldn't give to have the job of taking off her clothes," I thought. "Oh well, such is the life of a horny college student who works backstage at the City Repertory Theatre. When I get my degree, then I will be a set designer and they get chicks."

"Oh Christ! Stewart, where did you leave your newspaper tonight?" Getting no answer I walked over to the star's dressing room and knocked on the door. "C'mon, Stewart, where'd you leave the newspaper this time? I want to get to the cast party sometime tonight."

The door opened and Stewart, looking dashing, handed me the newspaper. "They had a good article I was reading."

"You do realize, Stewart, that this paper is two years old?"

"Of course!" he said, "It happened to be a review of my last play. I was just reminiscing over Maureen."

"Ah, well thanks, Stewart, see you at the party."

I took the paper back to where it belonged on the prop table. By the time I had everything cleaned and ready to go for tomorrow, it seemd like the last few stragglers were heading out to the cast party. I washed my hands and face and got ready to do the same.

 

[intriguess]

Mary

As the scandoulous gown slide from her shoulders I was confronted with two perfect breasts crowned with luscious nipples. I smiled my fingers grazing over them, "How lovely," I murmured as I watched her reaction my fingers cupped her breasts caressing and kneading the soft flesh. "They look badly in need of attention," my blood was pounding and without a second thought my lips began kissing down the pale flesh. Finally capturing a nipple suckling it savouring it. I release only to glance in her dewy eyes. "May I?" it's a rhetorical question and with a nod of her head I'm feasting on her breasts sliding the now wet g-string off and placing her on the dressing table. My lips move down and listening to her soft purrs as my fingers gently part her legs. I tease at first kisses and well placed nibbles and licks. Then I part her inner lips and begin the pursuit, my tongue darting savouring the taste of her skin as I take long licks over the warm glistening skin. My tongue flicks upward to hit her clit with every stroke, until my mind is lost in the taste of her.

I hear her gasp and I slip my tongue inward letting it undulate as my lips apply pressure to her clit.

I smile and slowly lick every drop up and with a smile I move away to kiss her lips, sharing that taste. "We'd better get you dressed or we'll never make the cast party."

 

[missla]

Mignon

Mary let the gown drop to the floor and I felt her fingertips running down my neck to my breasts, and they lightly played over my nipples, making them even harder. She took both breasts in her hands and gently squeezed and caressed them, driving me crazy. She leaned to me and began to cover my neck and upper chest with soft kisses, until she dipped lower, taking one of my hard nipples into her mouth. As she teased it with her tongue and teeth, her hands pushed my g-string down low enough until I could step out of it, leaving me completely nude, in her command. She leaned me back to the dressing table and kissed her way down my stomach until she reached my bare pussy. She getnly parted my legs and then her mouth began to devour me. Her tongue felt so wonderful as it ran up and down my lips, and with each stroke, lapped at my clit. I moaned and being as turned on as I was, knew it would not take long for me to cum. She nipped my clit, and as I came, her tongue was inside me as she lapped up every drop. She moved up and kissed me, and I could taste myself in her mouth. I reached for her, but she smiled and said "Later - we've got to get ready for the party."

 

[intriguess]

Mary

"Besides I think your leading man has other plans for you." I handed her the card he'd sent as I slipped out of my plain black garb, my full figure revealed before I slip into a simple silk dress in a shimmery silver gray.

I ran my fingers through my dark curls and smiled as I turned back to her. "If you don't wear your panties I promise to please you utterly and completely after....or perhaps during the party." I say with a wink.

 

[missla]

Mignon

Mary handed me the card he had sent - as I stood there naked reading it, I smiled at what he had written. I glanced up at Mary in time to see her standing naked before me as well. She had removed her black outfit, revealing a body that was begging for action. She slipped into her silk dress and turned to me grinning, promising more loving if I didn't wear my panties. I walked to my closet, picked out my dress, and slipped it over my head - I would wear nothing underneath. I walked toward her and said "How is this?" I moved as close as possible to her and she ran her hands down my back on the smooth fabric until she reached my ass. She squeezed it with both hands and whispered "Time to party."

 

[intriguess]

Mary

"Well then, let's make Mary." I smile, reading the card over once again as I dangle my keys and we head out to my car. I race along enjoying the breeze on my skin, feeling my rosey nipples tightening.

We arrive to see the party is incredible small, just the charming sensual leading man with a steely gaze, and the hot young prop guy I'd run into earlier.

"Did we cum early?" I'm tempting to dip her and kiss her deep right then and there and let my hands slide up her skirt but I checked my desire. After all I'd never worked with Stewart before and his head gave me this urge to rub oil all over our bodies. I blinked I had missed out on introductions? no just being offered a drink, "No thanks, I had the most delightful drink earlier and want the taste to linger on my tongue." I run my tongue over my lips winking at her.

 

[missla]

Mignon

We raced along in Mary's car, the cool breeze felt wonderful, having a nice effect on my nipples, which were poking against the thin fabric of my dress. The dress was short, and was made even shorter when I sat in the car. As the breeze raced through the car, my dress climbed even higher, until there was no very much left to the imagination, and I noticed that Mary was stealing looks at my lap. I shifted in my seat so that every so often she could catch a glimpse of my bare pussy. This was making me even hotter than I already was, and I could hardly wait until we were together again. We walked into the party, and each time I looked at Mary, she smiled and licked her lips. Boy I was hot!

 

[Xantham]

Juno

My trusty '78 Ford Escort raced along at a turtle's pace. If I went any faster, the old bucket would start to shake apart. "You're a good ole' girl, Marianne," I whisper to my car while patting the dashboard. "You get me through my college days, and I promise you, I'll retire you in style."

Finally, I arrive at Stewart's house for the cast party. I figure Stewart always has these things at his home in order to make his usual seduction of the leading lady a much shorter trip. The house looked mid-sized but well-furnished and the yard was neatly done. "I wonder how much he pays his yard service." Yard work was one of my side jobs to help pay for college.

I was just about to knock on his door when it opened and there was Steve, the Set and Light designer with his wife, Kelli, the assistant stage manager.

"Hey, Juno, nice work tonight," said Steve, "we just stopped by to say hi, but we have to run."

"Umm, thanks," I mumbled. "Well have fun, I guess."

As I went to enter the house, I saw Steve grab Kelli's ass through the tight jeans she always wore. "Yeah, they're gonna have fun," I thought. "I would love to get my hands on that ass, too. Oh hey, stop that line of thinking, buddy, that's another man's wife."

I entered the house, Where is everyone? Stewart's here, but then, he owns the place. I realized that with a cast of five, the cast party would be small, but this is a little ridiculous. I turn to Stewart and he shrugs his shoulders.
"What can I say, Juno, I know I invited Mignon, and she hasn't arrived yet. I could have sworn that Mary was coming, too. A couple of the other cast members said they were stopping by, so I hope they show up."

"Well, I guess I'll have a beer and relax for a while."

We turned as one, as the sound of a car pulling onto the rough stone of the driveway caught our attention. I peeked out the window. "It's Mary and Mignon. Well, that doubles the party attendance."

I went to the door to open it for them. Wow, they were decked out and I could swear that both sets of their nipples were trying to rip through those dresses. I put my eyes back in my head. "Hi guys, glad you could make it, c'mon in"

Mary and Mignon entered and as they passed I could smell their perfume, so sweet and...

Mary looked around and saw that the place was pretty empty, "Did we cum early?"

"No," I replied. "You're right on time. Why don't you get comfortable. Can I get you a drink?"

"No thanks, I had the most delightful drink earlier and want the taste to linger on my tongue."

"Oh, Ok. Well, ummm, come on in and have a seat, then."

As Mary passes, I check out her ass. Sudenly it occurs to me that I don't see any panty lines. Quickly I looked over to Mignon--No panty lines there either. Mary seemed to be taking her time walking into the living room and I could swear she was checking out Mignon's ass, too. I decided to go for it.

I playfully swatted Mary on the ass--mmm, silk--"C'mon quit staring and join the party."

 

[intriguess]

Mary

I wasn't sure how to interpret the swat on my behind but as he was young and relatively new I chose to ignore it and sat down and crossed my legs. Looked like it was going to be a fairly private party tongiht.

 

[missla]

Mignon

As Mary and I walked in, Juno, the stage hand, kept checking both of us out. He probably thinks that we don't know he is looking, but we do. As Mary went past him, he swatted her on her behind - she looked quizzically at him and continued toward her chair. I could tell he was staring at her ass as she walked, and to be honest, I was too. She sat down and crossed her long legs, exposing a lot of leg as her dress scooted up her thighs. I walked over, swaying my ass a little extra since I knew Juno was looking, and decided to sit in a chair opposite Mary - I sat and crossed my legs, and my short dress got shorter as well. Mary looked at my legs and smiled, and slowly licked her lips as her eyes met mine. I think this party was going to be fun!

 

[intriguess]

Mary

I watched her sit across from me getting a delightful glimpse before she crossed her legs. I noticed Stewart come in, with a dramatic gesture and a bottle of wine. He popped the cork spraying wine all over Mignon. I licked my lips at thought of tasting the wine off her body and wondered what game he was playing. That card had been quite suggestive, as for Juno if he was hung.....my eyes drifted over his crotch, perhaps he would be useful after all.

 

[Xantham]

Juno

Ouch! the playful swat on the butt did not get the response I was looking for. I resolved to be a litle more careful in the future.

Both Mary and Mignon sat down in the living room and when they crossed their legs their dresses, already quite short, raised even more. I was trying to find a seat where I could watch both of them comfortably when Stewart came in with a bottle of wine. He was raving about the dress Mignon was wearing when he popped his cork...on the wine, and it sprayed all over the dress.

I looked over to Mary, expecting to see her aghast at the destruction of such a great little dress, but to my suprise she was almost drooling.

I caught myself checking out her nipples through her dress again, and the sight was starting to make me a little hard.

"Oh great," I thought. "Now she'll think I'm a total pervert."

At that very moment, in fact, Mary turned towards me. She saw where my gaze was and then she dropped her eyes down to my lap.

"Man, I wish Stewart would pipe up and do some talking or else Mary, here, is going to kick my butt out." I was at a loss for words. I feared what Mary was going to say.

 

[captainb]

Sam Penske

I should have been wearing a helmet. The Harley thundered between my legs as I roared along the dark road, speedometer rocking somewhere around eighty-five. The headlamp picked out rocks and potholes a bare second before the wheels arrived, keeping my adrenaline level high as the bike swooped back and forth, eating up the asphalt. My hair had been wet when I left but was now probably wind-dried into a brown tangle. No matter. The show was a smash, my name had been mentioned favorably in the reviews, and after three weeks we learned it had been renewed for another three months. I'd been delayed in the lobby by well-wishers and the press, but had managed to grab a quick shower before starting out. No matter. It fit my attitude tonight. Yeah, I should have been wearing a helmet, but I just didn't care.

McStewart's house was impressive as always, even under the night clouds. There weren't a lot of cars in front, but it was a small production, and some may have doubled up on the ride. I ran a quick hand through my hair and bounded up the steps.

Warmth and light flowed out as I opened the door, and the voices were few but sounded in good spirits. A smile spread on my face: gads I was proud of them. Two months of directing, of late nights and lost weekends, of set-building dirt and lost prop headaches, but on opening night the director's work was done and it had all been in their hands as I watched from the back.

"Hello Stewart!" I said as I moved towards the couch. He waved a greeting and offered me a glass with wine. "Thanks for having us here. Hi Juno, and hello Mary. *Wow, what a knockout! I thought, I've never seen her dressed up before.* That Jen Kristenson from the Times was ecstatic over the costuming, you'll need to save tomorrow's paper! And Miss Mignon," I said, turning to her, "you are the most beautiful leading lady I've ever worked with." I realized I was babbling, but again, I just didn't care. With a flourish I leaned to kiss her hand, pausing just for the briefest moment as I was suddenly confronted with her nipples, clinging to the wet material of her dress and just inches from my lowered head. I tried to be gentlemanly and looked into her eyes with a smile, seeing a curious amusement there. "Well," I said, "looks like you need a refill."

 

[missla]

Mignon

Stewart had opened the wine, not very carefully I might add, and it spurted out onto my dress. Luckily not all over the dress but a good bit splashed onto my breasts. My nipples were hard from all the excitement, and also from watching Mary cross and uncross her legs. She was not wearing panties either, and I was treated to a wonderful view each time she recrossed, and her dress rode higher with each movement. I don't know whose was higher, hers or mine, but we were both enjoying watching each other. When the wine sprayed on me, she licked her lips, and I wished she would come clean me up with her tongue - hopefully later. Soon after Sam arrived, gushing with excitement. He complimented me on the performance, and walked over to me as I extended my hand for a kiss. As he kissed it, I noticed that his eyes were staring at my erect nipples poking out against my wet dress. Isn't it funny how guys think we girls don't know what they are looking at??

OOC: Hey Xantham - funny line about Stewart needing to do some talkin!!

 

[captainb]

Sam

The look in her eyes said it all. I was nailed. I glanced at Mary, and she hid her smile behind a wineglass. Cripes, she was dressed to kill too, softly jiggling beneath that silk dress. With a mental shrug, I gave up and looked back to Mignon, deliberately dropping my eyes to her breasts. "Darling, if you had worn this onstage, only half of the audience would have given you a standing ovation. That's because none of the men would have been able to stand."

 

[missla]

Mignon

Sam, I think, didn't know who he wanted to look at most, me or Mary. He took a long gaze at her, and then back at me, his eyes suddenly glued to my hard, wet nipples. When he told me that the men in the audience wouldn't be able to stand, I giggled in embarassment, but was proud that he would say such a thing. I looked down and noticed that the bottom of my dress had ridden up so high that all of my legs were exposed, and it wouldn't take much to expose everything I had. I looked over at Mary, who was watching the whole thing, and her dress was up as high as mine. I looked at her and as if she read my mind, uncrossed her legs, giving me a wonderful flash as she recrossed. I ran my tongue over my lips as her skirt was now as high as mine, our legs bare for everyone to see. It's getting warm, no hot in here!

 

[intriguess]

Mary

"Perhaps I should help find sweet Mignon something less wet to wear?" I stand slowly one eyebrow arched, giving her a look that meant I'd do more than help her undress and redress. "I think Stewart still has some exotic chinese silk robes lying about. Let's see if we can find them." I watch her stand the guys enviously following our every move. I'd have to be quick about it but it would certainly spice up the evening.

I eyed her covetously imagining one of the men taking her was nearly as sweet as imagine of taking her myself. But for now I found the room with the silk robes. The silk so thin that when the light hit it showed everything. I pulled off her dress and tossed it aside. I pulled her to me begining a kiss before she could moan my fingers sliding upward to plunge inside her. Taking sweet possession, in a way only a woman knew. I felt her cum her knees going weak and I handed her the robe, sliding the crimson silk over her skin. I removed my dress and pulled on a violet robe.

"What do you think? We match, and easy access as well?" My hand slides into her robe cupping the breast teasing the nipple. "We'd better get back before the guys go stir crazy. After all I have a suddenly craving for a cream filled pussy if you know what I mean." Before we enter room I softly murmur that after Stewart has his way with her I expect to taste the results ASAP. That I'd find something to keep me satified in the meantime.

 

[missla]

Mignon

Mary and I went to the room to change and as I stood in front of her, she took my dress in her hands and quickly pulled it over my head, leaving me naked in front of her again. She pulled me to her and kissed me deeply before I could say anything, and I felt her hand go quickly between my legs. Her fingers ran over my smooth pussy and two of them plunged into me - I was so wet they slid in easily. I was so hot that it only took a few strokes before I came - thank goodness she was there to catch me, my knees were so weak. As I recovered, I slipped on the silk robe she handed me, and watched as she lifted her own dress over her head, and stood for a moment letting me admire her naked body, before slipping on a robe herself. She came to me a slid a hand inside my robe, running it over my breast, her fingers teasing my hard nipple. I let my own hand do the same to her, running it over her smooth, round breast, considerably larger than my own, and a quick tug at her nipple. She pulled away so we could get back quickly. I wanted to be able to return the pleasure she has given me, and from the way she seductively looked at me, I knew I would soon get the chance.

 

[intriguess]

Mary

OOC missla look ay summer at aunties...k?

I gave her one last seductive look before returning to the room, I sit on the couch sprawling my long legs out letting robe slide off them. My full breasts strain against the delicate fabric the hard nipples making definite peaks in the fabric. I run my tongue over my lips then begin sucking the fingers that were so recently inside Sweet Mignon.

 

[captainb]

Sam

Stewart, Juno and Sam watched in silence as the women left the room arm in arm, followed by the sound of their ascent on the staircase. The three looked at each other a bit dumbstruck. They had seen the long lengths of leggy flesh that had being exposed, and none had missed Mignon's expression of lust as she ran her tongue over her lips while gazing at Mary. Her nipples had also been erect as she stared back at Mignon, and the dark patch of shadow at the top of their thighs was just shadowy enough to make them wonder what they had really seen.

"Well," said Sam, as if coming out of a trance. "I think I could use another drink." The others nodded and all started to smile. After all, Sam thought, if you can't be in bed with two girls, knowing they're upstairs together will still be a hell of a fantasy for later! He suddenly realized that Mary had chosen the leading lady's costume, the one the producer had thought was too racy. He remembered Mignon's nipples, the way the soft puffs of aerola had pressed out against the wet silk. A surge raced through Sam's groin as his erection grew, and he quickly sat on a nearby chair before the other guys noticed, wishing he hadn't worn boxers.

Just then Mary returned, and sprawled on the couch with the satisfied look of the just-fucked. Her legs slid out from the material, and her nipples were high and hard. Seeing her lick her fingers caused Sam's hard-on to shoot fully erect. His mind shifted down about three feet, and in a moment he was standing next to her, holding a glass. "Would you like something to drink?" he said huskily. The musky smell of pussy was hovering near her face.

[Edited by captainb on 06-01-2001 at 07:16 PM]