5th Act

After the last show I was sore again, I felt like a used sex toy. Jason (Ben) had climaxed only four times all night, but he was hard every time; he fucked me hard when he was on top and I fucked him as fast and as hard as I could when I was on top. It took some time to get past all the stagehands, cast members and well-wishers. Sara was ecstatic that the house was full and that her play was such a success. The reviews called our play the most daring ever staged in the city's history. Some said the two lovers' struggle with separation was so real that it truly brought home what the demands of war do to two young sexual beings.

As I reached my dressing room door I saw my husband Jack arrive just ahead of me. I called him as he turned the doorknob. He turned around and we kissed. I could see how happy he was. I could also tell he was extremely turned on; that much was obvious from the intensely sexual way he kissed me.

He opened the door, got us both inside and closed it behind us without breaking our kiss. As soon as we were inside, he turned me around, bent me over and lifted up the full-length skirt I had been wearing on stage. Worn out as I was, however I knew he was too far excited to be put off, and because of the way he had acted last night, something in me wanted him to know that I was naked and I did have sex onstage in front of God, the audience and my him.

I heard his pants drop to the floor then felt his hard cock enter me. He fucked me like crazy. I wondered whether he realized that the sloshing noise coming from my pussy was caused by the sperm already in there or whether he thought that the sloppy sound was just my own juices making that sound because I was so turned on.

I wanted to climax with him so I reached down between my legs and rubbed my clit like my life depended on it. I knew Jack would be coming soon and this would be a very quick bout. I was still turned on from being onstage with Ben (Jason.) he did not get me off in the last scene, and I wanted it climax bad, in spite of my exhaustion. If I could not come on stage with him, I sure wanted to come with my husband.

I felt myself coming, and I moaned to let Jack know I was there with him. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against his cock. I felt him pulsing inside me. I closed my kagle muscles around him and I milked him for every drop of his sperm.

My whole body shook as we came. Finally Jack pulled back and slipped out of me. My skirt dropped and I stood up. Sweeping back my hair, I walked over to the make-up table and sat down. Jack pulled up his pants and sat on the sofa.

Now that the excitement had begun to cool, I realized I had just let Jack know that I did have sex with Jason (Ben) on stage: he had to know! I waited for him to say something but he didn't; he just sat there. "Are you hungry, honey?" he asked finally. "You have to be starved. Want to grab a bite on the way home?"

Before I could answer, there was a knock on the door. I called to who ever it was to come in. The door opened and in walked Sara with a bunch of flowers and a handful of congratulations. SEVERAL OTHERS BEARING CHAMPAGNE AND GLASSES FOLLOWED HER. "We have a four month contract!" She yelled, "We're a hit!"

The good news got me really excited. I leapt out of my seat and jumped up and down and hugged Sara. When our embrace ended, she held me at arms length and looked into my eyes. "Can you do it, honey?" she asked, "I mean two shows every night for the next four months? Who knows, maybe even longer? You have to make sure that, you know, you don't get pregnant." She turned suddenly to Jack and said, "I mean, you two. I mean we can't have our star go having a baby now can we? This play is way to hot, hell if we are lucky it could go on for years!"

Jack stood up and said, "Are you kidding, Sara? Linda's on the pill. Nothing is going to stop her from doing this play, she is having way too much fun."

I looked at him. I never had told him that I began taking my birth control pills again. I started the day after I was hired for the part, I have no idea why, maybe part of me that knew I would soon be fucking other men.

I said to Sara, "No worries Sara. I can do the play for as long as you need me. Jack and I promise that I won't get pregnant on you. I have to say, this play has spiced up our marriage bed but no worries, the show will go on."

Sara gave me another hug and whispered in my ear, "I'm not worried about your husband dear, just make sure you keep taking those pills, I don't want Jason or his friends getting you pregnant." She pulled away leaving me feeling stunned. I don't know why her words of warning surprised me, I was aware that she knew how crazy I was for Jason's cock. After all, she did catch me with him and his brother Ray as they sandwiched me in the dressing room!

Jason entered the room smiling and shaking hands. He came up to us and gave me a hug, saying, "We're a hit, a big fucking hit." He then shook Jack's hand and said, "You have a great wife, man. She's a top actress; she makes our job so easy the way she flows."

Jack said, "Yeah, she's very easy to work with, and I hope you enjoy working with her as much as I do. I have a question, if this is one of those long-running plays, won't you guys get bored?"

Jason said, "Are you kidding? How could anyone get bored with a woman as exciting as your wife? Just look at her, she's full, ripe and lovely. Every man in that audience wants to be with her up on that stage."

Jack said, "You're wrong Jason. What every man out there wants, is to fuck her. But all they will get to do is just watch you two on stage and fantasize that it's them." I said, "Yeah, but what about the women, honey? There are as many women in the audience as there are men out there. What do they fantasize about?"

Jack smiled as he kissed me on the cheek. "Well," he said. "They fantasize that Jason here is fucking them instead of you. They picture themselves in your shoes of course."

I had just taken a drink of champagne when he said that and I almost choked when he said those words. I looked at him, fearing that he knew what I had been doing all along. But then he said, "You two make it look so real, I would bet my right nut that a priest would get a hard-on. That's what I call great acting!"

"I'll drink to that," Sara said and then raised her glass in a toast "to the two best actors I have ever had the pleasure to direct." We all cheered as we raised our glasses and drank. And drank and drank and drank, polishing off five bottles.

I felt hungry. I had everybody but Jack get out so I could change into my street clothes. As I stripped, Jack said, "I love the way your pussy smells after you've been fucked." Just for a moment, I had forgotten that he fucked me when he came backstage and for that split second I panicked. Remembering with relief that we had had sex, I said, "Well, since you fucked me I really do smell! It smells like you left four or five loads of cum in me, I reek of sperm. Maybe I should clean myself up before we go to get a bite."

He looked at me and said, "Are you kidding me? I love that aroma. I want to smell your nasty pussy until we get home, where I plan to fuck you again, maybe twice."

I walked up to him and gave him a hot wet kiss. "In that case, honey," I said, "I shan't put any panties on. I'll just wear my evening dress and keep my legs open so you can enjoy the aroma of this nasty pussy and smell what kind of a woman you're married to." I was thinking, "Whore!" I have no idea what Jack was thinking.

I knew this was really pushing it but this man was making me hot. It was like we were playing some sort of head-game and I fucking loved it! As I dressed I stared at Jack's crotch, watching his hard-on pushing against his pants.

It was after eleven when we walked out into the street. We stopped at the first place we found open that had any kind of dining. When we went inside it turned out to be a very large club with a disc jockey. The dining room was closed but we were told we could order food in the bar area. It was fairly crowded but the waitress found us a corner booth near the back wall.

Jack and I did not feel like walking around looking for another place to eat so we decided to stay and eat there. I love to dance so, after we placed our order; we got onto the dance floor and began dancing. The music was upbeat and I was having a blast with my husband. When a slow dance came around, I clung to him and I ground myself against him, letting him know how turned on I was for him. We kissed, one of those "Fuck me now!" kind of kisses

When we returned to our booth, we found the food waiting. As we ate Jack said, "I have never seen you this fucking turned on ever. Is it this play that's got you so turned on, or something else?"

I almost choked on my food as he asked that question! I swallowed and said, "I think it is the play honey; it's very sexual stimulating playing in that play. When I finish all I can think about is fucking you like crazy."

Jack kept eating and said, "I think it's something else, I have to say you are the hottest woman I have ever known and this play brings that out in you. I think its Ben (Jason.) By the way, what do you call him offstage, Ben or Jason?

He stopped talking. I cleared my throat and replied, "Well, onstage I call him Ben, Honey, Darling and lover but you know that, offstage I call him Jason."

Then Jack said, "But what do you call him when he is fucking you with his black cock?" Again I was stunned by the unexpected question, I looked at him and I thought, "OK, he wants to know. He wants to know just what kind of a slut he is married to. Ok, here goes."

I said, "Well, if we're fucking onstage I call him honey and lover but if we're offstage, say in his or my dressing room and we are fucking, I call him Jason. I call him by his name and his friends by theirs when we are doing it."

I almost expected Jack to jump up and storm out, but somehow I just knew that he wouldn't. I knew he suspected this and for some reason it excited him. He is by no means dumb; he had to know from all the sperm and aroma coming from me these past nights. I had no idea what to expect but I did not want to lie to him. I decided that no matter what he asked I would answer truthfully, let the chips fall where they may.

Jack said, "I've heard that black men like to share their women. So I take it he's shared you with his friends already?"

"No," I replied. "He told his brother about me and he didn't believe him, so he, well we, I mean, we did it in front of him then he sort of joined in. I mean they both did it to me at the same time."

Jack smiled and very excitedly asked, "How, I mean how did they do it? Did they fuck you in your mouth and cunt at the same time or what?"

I know my Jack, I could tell he was sexually excited and I mean excited. I opened my legs to allow the scent of my nasty pussy to waft over to him. Like I said, I would tell him whatever he wanted to know.

"Well," I began, "first they bent me over and I sucked Jason while Ray fucked me from behind and then, when they finished, they kept me bent over while Jason pushed his cock into my ass. Once he'd got it all the way in, he lifted me up so his brother could get his cock into my cunt. They just stood there with me between them and fucked me as I hung on both of their cocks. This was in the dressing room. Sara came in and saw us just as we all came. I thought I would die! I think that's why she said what she said tonight about me not getting pregnant. I mean, how would it look if the star is pregnant anyway?"