This is the oldest one I have, and parts of it make me flinch at how unlikely it is, especially bookworm that I was (and popular guy that Sean was). But whatever got me off...Sean and I have been picked to act in a play with some sex. Since we aren't supposed to actually have sex on stage, all we do is snuggle up to each other and pretend, under the covers of a big bed. Since microphones are a little hard to put into a bed, our voices are pre-recorded and broadcast so we just follow our own voices.
Rehearsal: We're just snuggling, since I am on the 4th day of my period, but Sean's hard and I'm jerking him off. Ooh, this feels good against me; I'll be glad on opening night (the first time after my period's over).
School:Everyone's asking about the show. The teachers obviously don't approve, but everyone else...aagh! My classmates are running me ragged. Explain to everyone, even my best friend, that I'm having my period, I'm tired of talking about it, and may I please read my book. Sean's getting the same treatment, I see in science class. Even the people on the bus have heard about it!
Gifted class the next day: I'm burying my nose in a book. That's the only way I'll ever get away from my class. I find a note on my chair, labeled "From Sean. To Josie. Meet me at the Dumpster when we're dismissed." There's a big one right outside one door of our building. When I go there, he isn't alone. Greg, Lee G., Serge, Kenyon, Willie and Lee N. are there too.
"OK, now we're all here," Greg speaks. "Sean, Josie, we have a dare for you. We dare you to really have sex under those covers instead of just pretending. Second performance. We'll be there." How? I mean, are their parents gonna let them see it?
I turn to Sean. "I hope you didn't forget that that our guests have to have parental permission."
"Oh, Jo! If we're starring in it, nobody's parents need to know exactly what it's about."
I throw up my hands. "Oh, okay. Your guests! I assume Ann Marie's already agreed to admit one or two as hers." Ann Marie is a featherbrain, older than us, playing a minor role in the play. She treats Sean like a cute little puppy, "Aw, isn't he sweet." sort of stuff. Anyone with a brain can persuade her to do anything.
Sean nods. "Who are you bringing?" he queries.
"Jodz, Sarah, and Missy. Now I've got to go. Auf Widersehn!"
Next rehearsal: We're doing the acting scenes in the play today. Neither of us is completely sure we'll take the dare, but we've got four days to decide.
Opening Night: My stomach is a giant Mexican jumping bean. As the stage manager called for the first people on stage, I feel like I'm about to faint. My old prior stage appearance was a third grade play where I was the Little Old Woman in "The Gingerbread Man."
The ballet part is first in the play. The basic storyline is: Sean's dragged along by his parents to see his sister Ann Marie as a dancer in "The Nutcracker." He likes the girl playing Clara (me) better. Backstage, he meets Katie (my character) and the rest of the play is about Katie and Michael (his character)'s secret meetings and getting too involved for their parents' liking.
The first act goes perfectly. During intermission Sean and I meet to confer over the second act and our big scene.
"Well?"
"We might as well."
"Okay."
"Tonight too?"
"For practice." (laugh)
"Okay."
"Hey, you two! Time to get back onstage!" the stage manager calls. We head off, smiling little secret smiles.
Our big scene goes perfectly. I am sitting down at a desk writing something. It is obviously late at night, because I am wearing a green nightgown. Sean sneaks up behind me and puts his hands over my eyes. "Peek-a-boo. Guess who?"
"You," I say.
"And none other!" he replies, sitting down beside me, or more aptly trying to squeeze in on the chair with me.
"Michael, how did you get in here? This is my house, you know, where my parents live!"
"She came in through the bathroom window," he sings, none too musically.
"Oh, well, at least I can see you." I turn, caressing his hips.
"The bed might be more comfortable..."
Pause. If this was the real Katie, she might be thinking about how short a time she's known this guy, etc. But I prefer, "Oh, boy, this is gonna be incredible!"
Katie turns to Michael. She's supposed to look questioningly into his eyes, but with me it was more like affectionately. "Okay," I say. We move next to the bed in the set. Sean starts taking off his shoes and socks, leaving then in a heap on the floor. He takes off his shirt as well. Then we move toward each other for a passionate kiss. (This is convenient, having what to do written down in the script!) My legs part a little, and Sean pushes his hand between them (unseen by the audience and not in the script!)
We come up for air and I undo the ties of the nightgown's neckline, and let the gown fall to the floor, my back to the audience. Sean draws back the covers. "After you, my dear."
"Thank you, kind sir." I climb in. He follows, drawing the covers up to shoulder level, and wiggles out of his pants. The prerecorded bit takes over.
We kiss again, his tongue slipping deeply into my mouth. I'm getting wet already, his hands are kneading my tits, and I'm squirming against the growing hardness of his cock. My fingers are moving all over his back and buttocks, seeking sensitive spots. The tape finally gets to the good part, and Sean enters me. Oh, God!
"Fuck me, Sean!" I moan in his ear, jerking my hips upward in a frantic attempt to keep him all the way inside me. His slow thrusts are driving me crazy. The muscles in my cunt clench and he moans. "Do that again!" he whispers.
I am clenching and he is thrusting, and it feels so good! He's starting to move faster, panting and moan,ing, close to coming. So am I, actually. Now...
After we fuck, the play goes on. We are a big hit.
The next night is just the same, except we know Greg and the others are watching us and so are my friends who didn't know about the dare. I wonder if I'll tell them.
Backstage, all our friends greet us. The first words I hear are, "I can't believe you did that!" from Jodz. It seems the boys have already filled them in. How nice.
Our backstage party is a lot of fun. Lee N. makes an advance, which is not rebuffed. This play is going to give me quite a reputation.
The play goes on, it becomes pretty popular and we fuck most nights except when I'm ovulating and during my period. It's fun.
My social life is getting a boost. I'm getting downright notorious, but that's not a completely bad thing. All in all, this play and this dare turned out well.
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