Tony and I both enjoyed the production of plays but had no ability to act. Our drama teacher, Mrs. Kirtchwin, drafted us both right away to handle the mechanics of backstage. Props, any set changes between scenes, that sort of thing. Last year, when we did Peter Pan, that meant a lot of work changing sets. She didn’t trust a couple of sophomores with Misty’s life, so she had the gym teacher, Mr. Farley, do the rope work.

This year, we were doing some noir murder piece, which mostly was either in the street, an apartment, or an office. With the backdrops already painted by some of the art kids, mostly the set changes we easy in comparison - desk, table, streetlamp. With one exception: the bus scene.

Mrs. Kirtchwin got the shop class to make this lightweight rig that looked like a bus but had curtains of black underneath. This rig, Tony and I, would carry onto the stage and two of the main female suspects would get “hit”. We’d stop over them, and they would play dead while the police team did this lengthy scene where they interrogate the driver, also a suspect.

The lovely ladies we would be running over for a week, plus the rehearsals were our girlfriends. Tony had been dating Karen for over a year now, and I had finally worked up the courage to talk to Nora a couple months ago during some party out in the woods.

Sometimes Tony would give me grief that Nora and I haven’t done anything more than make out yet. I keep arguing that we can’t do anything at our houses and, with no car in my near future, I didn’t know how we’d ever manage. I didn’t believe him when he tried to sell me on some crazy stories about him and Karen having sex at school, hidden in closets, or other places equally implausible. The bus scene changed that.

The first day we got the rig, Mrs. Kirtchwin had us practice “running over” the girls for an hour, which was hell on my upper arms. Tony took the front of the rig, steering us, while I had the heavier back section. We had to be careful not to step on their legs, and it did take some practice to stop on our marks. This gave Nora and Karen a chance to practice their death scene, wearing long skirts like they would in the play.

The next day, during Thursday rehearsal after school, we were all set to work through the rest of the scene. This involves a very lengthy interrogation by the ‘detectives’ of the bus driver, who was one of the main suspects. It was full of big emotions and reveals, so it was key to have it perfect. Tony kept tickling Karen’s legs, who was supposed to be still and silent, not squirming and giggling. Mrs. Kirtchwin scolded her and Karen gave Tony quite a bit of grief after.

Friday, we worked mostly on other scenes, but those went smoothly enough that we went back to the bus scene. Inside the bus, we got our part right, and the girls were all set as well, so the four of us mostly were sitting about while the detectives and suspect worked over their delivery for next week’s opening night on Wednesday.

Tony gestured at one point to get my attention and quietly mimed tickling Karen again. Not wanting her in a bad mood for the Friday post-rehearsal date, I shook my head vigorously “no, do NOT”. He grinned a big grin and instead pulled her skirt slowly up. I could make out her pale hands in the gloomy interior, flapping at him, but clearly trying not to move her arms. I was surprised when Tony kept going, pulling the skirt up to her waist and Karen’s bare ass was revealed, showing she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

He slid his hand between her legs, along her inner thigh. Astonishingly, she opened her legs wider! Tony began stroking her pussy and gave me a big thumbs up. I just shook my head slowly in bewilderment. He mouthed “watch this” and began quietly undoing his pants. There was no way.

He quietly slid his pants down, a huge grin on his face, and knelt between her legs, carefully bracing himself against the frame inside the bus wall. He reached down and slowly sunk, sliding inside the pinned girl. I was torn between not wanting to watch and being unable to turn away. My cock got incredibly hard in my pants as I watched him slowly taking his girlfriend right on stage, in the middle of rehearsal. I tried not to stroke myself while I thought about what she must look like from the seats, how she was fighting to keep still. Tony pushed deep then, and clearly was coming inside her then.

I couldn’t believe he did that. As he quietly put his pants back on, I tried not to imagine being him for that moment and failed. I looked down at Nora’s legs and wished I knew how she would react if I tried anything like that.

My wonderings were interrupted as the rehearsal came to an end. Mrs. Kirtchwin gathered us around as she congratulated everyone on their hard work, and told us to rest up over the long weekend. I half-heard her outline the run of next week, but mostly I was watching Karen on the other side of the circle. Karen didn’t show any sign that anything was amiss or even shoot Tony looks. She seemed happy if anything.

A sharp clap brought me back to the present. Mrs. Kirtchwin was shooing us all out. Our little group of four broke off, piling into Tony’s brother’s car to get dropped off at a milkshake café near our houses. The slender girls squeezed into the bench seat up front together, chattering about hair plans for the short ride.

When we squeezed into the usual corner booth, Karen was draping over Tony like she was melting. I couldn’t help but ask, “aren’t you mad at him like yesterday?”

“No way. The tickling was annoying. Today made up for it,” she replied smugly, then planted a kiss on Tony’s cheek.

“What are you talking about?” Nora wondered the only one who didn’t know.

Karen giggled and leaned over the table whispering to her friend. Nora’s eyes got huge and looked at Tony, then glanced at me, blushing. She changed the subject to weekend plans quickly, and our friends let her relax and went with it. Tony was going out of town, so I was mostly going to be trapped doing housework and yard work. Nora and Karen were due to spend a night together, practicing their hair styling for the play. The rest of the evening flowed easily, as though things hadn’t happened.

The weekend was almost as uneventful as expected. I helped with chores all day Saturday. Sunday, however, while I was out raking leaves, Karen stopped by. She didn’t usually spend much time with just me, despite living two houses over, so this was odd.

“Hey,” I greeted her, puzzled.

“Hey. I wanted to talk to you because Nora is too shy to.”

“Okay...”

“She really likes you and wants to go further with you.” I just stared at her, dumbfounded. “Like, all the way. She got on birth control a couple months ago to get ready.”

“Yeah but how? I won’t have a car for ages.”

Karen laughed. “That’s the part she’s too shy to talk to you about. She got hot, like way hot, by what Tony and I did on Friday.” I could feel my cock jump thinking about that. “But she’s not sure she can hold still for it or is brave enough to go through with it. So, on Tuesday, if she’s not wearing panties, she wants you to finger her during the scene. I’ll hold her hand to help her stay still. Think you can do that?”

I nodded slowly. Karen glanced down and laughed. “I can tell by both your heads you’re into it. Have fun!” And with that, she scampered off. I retreated to the bathroom to release a pounding need.

Monday, a holiday, crawled by. I spent most of the day reading up on the net about how women’s bodies worked, and how to get a girl off with only your hands. I had to take frequent breaks to jerk off. Tuesday during the school day, was almost as unbearably slow. What made the day slightly more fun was how red Nora kept turning every time she saw me between classes.

Dress rehearsal involved having everything working as if the audience was watching, so Tony and I were crazy busy preparing all the props and sets for the production, and the school TV studio could practice following the action. I mostly was able to think about that, rather than what could happen later.

Before I really was ready, the play had moved right along and we were heading into the bus scene. When we were in position, Tony didn’t wait a second before shucking his pants and starting to fuck Karen again. I looked down at Nora’s legs and gently rested my hand on her ankle. I could feel her tense, but not move, then relax. I peeled her skirt up slowly and gazed in wonder at her naked ass for the first time. I couldn’t make out between her legs in the darkness, and I was sad I couldn’t see her. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh, and she spread her legs a little wider.

I could feel the heat pouring off of her, and my hand bumped into her lips. She was so wet, I began to be worried for her skirt. Being a props team guy, I kept a few cloths tucked into my belt, in case I had to fix or clean something last minute. I carefully eased one under her hips, which she propped up slightly for me to reach under.

With her dignity secured, I could focus instead on exploring her. I had read up, but I wasn’t prepared for how soft she felt. The outer lips were puffy and spread open. Running my hand around the outside, my fingers were coated with her excitement. With my fingers slicked, I ran my fingers along the inside of her lips. I could feel her clit but left it alone for the time being. I slid upwards to her entrance and found she didn’t have a hymen as far as I could tell from the descriptions of what to expect. This encouraged me to slide the tip of my middle finger inside. She pushed her hips upwards just a little bit, causing me to slide deeper inside, my other fingers bumping into her tender skin. I pulled my middle finger back out, then eased my index finger inside as well, slowly pushing them both down into her. My thumb naturally fell into place to press against her clit, so I held that still at first, while I eased my fingers in and out of her gently. Her legs came together, squeezing her thighs together, pressing my hand hard into her.

With my digits deep inside, she began to thrust her hips downward against where my thumb was pressing, using my hand to masturbate. I could feel her squirming and then suddenly she went rigid, vibrating and quivering around my hand. Her inner walls were squeezing my fingers - I couldn’t imagine how amazing it would feel around my cock. She relaxed just I heard one of the closing lines of the scene being delivered a few feet away. I quickly withdrew my hand, and she spread her legs back apart. With my dry hand, I quickly but gently used the cloth beneath her to dry her off a little. I couldn’t help but taste my fingers before I wiped them clean. Hurrying, I put her skirt back in place just as we heard the scene closing. I noticed Tony was finishing closing his pants as well.

After we all gathered on stage again, Mrs. Kirtchwin cheered and applauded, confident we all had our parts down. She told us to get some rest for the premier tomorrow.

We had gotten permission to go grab some shakes after the rehearsal, even though it was a school night since we had so much going on this week. As soon as we climbed out of the car, Nora jumped into my arms and laid a huge kiss on me. Tony and Karen laughed and whistled at us. Nora whispered in my ear, “that was amazing,” and kissed me again. After she settled down, we ordered our shakes inside and grabbed our booth.

“So I take it you liked?” Karen broke the ice.

Nora turned a bright shade of red and nodded. “I was worried I was going to make a mess, but my sweetie took care of me.” Now I turned red with her.

“Aww,” Karen said. “Come with me to the bathroom.” They left then, and Tony gave me a high-five.

“There ya go, man. Hopefully, Karen’s helping you out with nudging Nora along,” he encouraged me, laughing.

“Seems like,” I agreed.

He thankfully moved on, talking for a few minutes about what was working backstage and what we’d probably want to tweak.

Karen came back to the table alone and whispered in my ear, “hey stud, go in the men’s room and take the big stall. Thank me later.” I looked up at her in confusion and she made shooing motions.

I glanced at Tony, who just smiled and leaned back as Karen slid into the booth seat next to him. Shrugging, I made my way to the back and walked into the bathroom. The stalls were floor to ceiling metal walls. Opening the big stall’s door, as I walked in, I stopped short as I realized that Nora was sitting on the toilet’s lid, but with no shirt on.

“Lock the door,” my cute little nymph whispered. I complied immediately. “Come here,” she beckoned.

I stood in front of her, unsure of what to do and mesmerized by seeing her diminutive breasts for the first time. She took my hands and placed them on her soft mounds. As I cupped them, Nora started undoing my pants. My cock was straining against my underwear, so when she pulled them down, it bounced out towards her face.

Scarcely daring to breathe, I stood stock still as she grasped my hardness tentatively like she was afraid to hurt it. She ran her fingertips down the sides of the base, then up along the underneath. I shuddered, my knees buckling slightly, and grasped her tits slightly harder with my hands. After a couple more strokes, staring at my needy cock, she looked up at me. “You got me off earlier, so I wanted to return the favor.” With that, she started stroking me a little more firmly. There started to be a slight wet sound now as my cock began leaking precum. The feeling of her wet hand was amazing.

I closed my eyes and focused on staying upright as she pulled and slid. My eyes sprang open when I felt something touch the head of my cock. I had opened them just in time to watch her take the head onto her extended tongue and engulf me with her lips. She kept stroking me slowly as she lowered her head, swirling her tongue around me.

Groaning, I whispered “I’m coming” as I felt my climax come crashing over me suddenly. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me forward, pushing me deep into her mouth. I exploded, shooting pulse after pulse deep into her throat. The feeling of her rapidly swallowing to keep up was amazing, and I moved my hands to the metal bars on the walls to support myself from falling down.

As I finished unloading in Nora, she eased back, sucking gently on me. After my cock popped out of her mouth, she smiled nervously up at me. “Was that ok?”

I laughed incredulously and scooped her up, lifting her to standing and hugging her, kissing her deeply. “Baby, that was amazing,” I reassured her.

“Hey lovebirds,” I heard Karen’s voice echo into the room. “Wrap it up.”

Nora blushed, which was adorable because it started on her face and kept going down between her breasts. While I straightened out myself, she began to put her bra on. As she started to line up the front clasp, I leaned over and placed a kiss onto the top of each little mound.

“Why did you have your shirt off, by the way? Not that I’m complaining - you’re beautiful.”

“I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do when you ... would come. So, that was so I didn’t get any on my shirt,” she explained, putting on the garment under discussion.

“Ah.”

We quietly walked past Karen who had been playing lookout. We snuggled up in the booth. Tony kept teasing us both, and Karen just smiled at us good naturedly.

The next day at school was busy. At lunch, Karen stopped by where I was reading by myself. She plopped down next to me so she could talk quietly. “You must have done well last night. Nora’s been walking on clouds all day.”

“Uhh, thanks?”

“She wants you to do something for her today. It’s opening night, and since last night worked so well, she wants you to go all the way.” My jaw dropped. “She always wanted it to be special but doesn’t want to wait, sooo ... Anyway, you won’t have much time, so go fast tonight, ok? Just go for it.” Karen gave me a peck on the cheek and left. I stared into space, unable to think straight until the bell rang.

Much like the day before, the premier night was a hectic whirlwind of preparations. Everything passed in a quick blur, heading towards the big moment. As Tony and I climbed into the rig inside the bus, he shot me a huge smile. I gave him a thumbs up and we were off!

We ‘drove’ out onto the stage, hitting our marks perfectly. Tony and I both stripped our pants off quickly and flipped the girls’ skirts up. I felt Nora’s legs open wide to let me crouch between them. My cock was rock hard as I knelt between her legs, fumbling to line it up in the dark, the head just beginning to enter her very wet pussy. I quickly remembered the trick with a cloth, pausing to put it under her hips. Then I slid in, thrusting almost half my length inside of her immediately. I felt her hand on one of my knees pulling at me. Taking my cues from her, I kept going until I was deep inside. Marveling at the sensation, I looked over at Tony who was going to town on Karen’s ass.

Bracing myself against the frame like he had, I began to ease back out. It was incredibly tight, but she was very wet, so it was easy to move. I didn’t quite match Tony’s jackhammering, but I began to work my hips, reveling in the moment. I thought about all the people in the audience only feet away, wondering how well Nora’s face was holding still as I deflowered her in the middle of the stage in front of everyone, including our parents. The thought tipped me over the edge, and I pushed hard against her, biting my lip as I filled her welcoming body with semen. Feeling her hips thrust like she was about to come, I slid in and out a few more times with our mixed liquids and was rewarded when I felt her tight channel spasm around me.

Pulling out, I quickly used the cloth to tidy us both off as I noticed Tony climaxing silently inside Karen. We were both done about halfway through the scene, so we just grinned at each other like idiots and caught our breath while the play concluded.

After the play, out families all wanted to celebrate separately, so with hardly a chance to do more than steal a quick and passionate kiss, we had to split for the night. When I got home, I quickly went to my room, checked my computer and there was a short message from Nora. “That was perfect. Love you!”

I replied that I loved her too, then went to the school’s site. The TV studio crew recorded everything digitally, so the performance was already online. I grabbed the video and started it up. My cock was hard as I thought about watching the end, but I tried to focus on seeing if we had done everything right. All looked fine, and in what felt like ages, the video was up to the bus scene. Much of the dialog of one detective was right in front of the bus, so the way they framed those shots, the girls were at the bottom edge of the screen. I slid my pants down and began to jack myself in earnest as I watched Nora’s face scrunch up slightly, then I could just barely detect her head wiggling back and forth with the force of my thrusts. I could see her face get more flush and tense as her orgasm built, then this beautiful release subtly spread across her face. I skipped the video back and worked myself to a rapid cum watching her get off.

I collapsed into bed and fell asleep.

The next day, on the rare time I would see Nora in the halls, she would pounce into my arms and lay a huge kiss on me. One time, it was right in front of Mr. Hodge, the math teacher. He just cleared his throat to remind us where we were and smiled, then complimented Nora’s performance last night, which sent her into a giggle fit. “Thanks, I hope for a repeat of last night’s success,” she chuckled. Looking at me, she added, “I’m sure we both do.”

I blushed as he replied, “ah, that’s right, you’re on the equally important behind the stage crew. Well, good luck tonight, but for now, get to class.”.

Thursday flew by. Karen stopped by my quiet corner of the lunchroom again to kiss my cheek, pat my head, and say, “good work stud, keep it up.”

Thursday night also went much like Wednesday - hectic, until that wonderful moment. This time, I lasted longer and tried to match Tony’s jackhammering without shaking the bus as he managed. This resulted in rapid but shallow strokes that were glorious. My cock stayed hard after I shot this time, and I’m sure I could have come again if we had time.

This time, after the play, our parents let us have another quick visit to the Shake. Nora was clearly still riled up, as she snuck off to the bathroom and told me to meet her in there. When I did, she was naked and already masturbating. Walking right over to her turned on by the sight, she greedily opened my pants and immediately slurped me into her mouth. She leaned back a bit, puzzled. “Oh right, you’d taste like both of us.”

“Is that a problem?” I asked, worried she’d stop.

“No, just was almost familiar,” she replied before continuing. Despite having gotten off not long before, watching her masturbate sent me over the edge very quickly, and she again swallowed every spurt. I could feel her moan around me as she joined me. We scrambled back into our clothes. It was fun and weird watching her get dressed. When we got back to our booth, Tony and Karen just grinned at us and made no comment.

Friday was a copy of Thursday. All day, I was having a hard time hiding my erections in anticipation of our performance. Everything went quickly by, the play went smoothly again, and once more Tony and I happily lugged the bus onto the stage, flattening our girlfriends in front of a large audience.

Wasting no time, we both dropped our pants and positioned ourselves to take our respective girlfriend in the middle of the stage. As I once again slid into Nora’s depths, I paused deep inside her wet channel, savoring how aroused she was. She squeezed her ass cheeks together and released them, clearly glad to feel me inside again.

Tonight, I was trying long strokes, pulling myself all the way back to the top, then pressing all the way back to her depths in one stroke. As I did that one time, I had pulled back a little too far, and when I pushed forward, I felt her felt even tighter. Her hand by my knee grasped my pants tightly, so I paused. After a moment, she pulled me forward again, so I eased back inside. I was not sure what she was doing to feel different, but it was mind-blowingly good today. When I was all the way back in, I decided to stick to gentle shallow strokes until I heard the lines from the other side of the bus wall that would indicate I should clean up. I wanted this to last as long as possible.

Since I was going slow, I had more freedom with my hands, so I reached down with one hand behind my leg to see if I could reach her clit. I was happy to find I could, so I pressed it gently, then realized my fingers would feel better wet. I slid my fingers along her wet lips and aa I pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, two things happened almost simultaneously. She came HARD around both my fingers and my cock as I realized that my fingers did NOT bump into my cock, so I was inside her ass!

I almost panicked, sliding way back, but her tightly clenching kept the head trapped inside, and her hand tugged me forward again. As I started to push back in, the thought that I was fucking my girlfriend’s ass in front of everyone again pushed me quickly over, and I began blasting volumes of cum inside of her. This slickened her tight back channel, so as my hips bucked almost uncontrollably, my cock was slamming in and out of the pinned girl. I fucked her hard as I came, enjoying every second of it, and I felt her ass tighten and release as I pushed her over the edge into what felt like another rapid release.