Act of Lust

“Okay, everyone. Let's move on to the next scene. Positions please...when you're ready...”

I still can’t believe that my shot at the big time is finally here. After all the years of endless auditions that manifested into nothing. After all the hope and enthusiasm that one day I might make it in this cutthroat business. Finally, this could be the job that takes me places. I don’t know why I’m feeling so nervous today. I’m typically never this nervous on the first day of rehearsals. I mean, I’m an actor after all. This is what I do. But I guess it’s not every day that you perform a passionate love scene in front of all your co-stars and crew. Especially with someone you just met a couple of weeks ago. I mean I’ve rehearsed and rehearsed as much as I can on my own, but doing this scene with a partner is going to be…new. Oh man, please don’t let me screw this up. There’s my cue.

“Okay, that's you.”

Well...here goes nothing. I enter stage left and see you standing at the ready, script in hand. Our eyes meet and your warm smile immediately puts me more at ease. You look so…relaxed in front of all of these people. I can only hope I’m giving off the same vibe. It’s only once I settle my nerves that I realize how good you look today. Most of us just wear sweats and comfortable clothes for rehearsal, but you’re wearing a knee-length dress and a black leather jacket. Maybe you’re going out after rehearsal. Your hair hangs loosely around your shoulders today instead of piled on top of your head in a messy bun like it was yesterday. You’re also wearing a slightly deeper shade of lipstick than you usually do. I know it’s totally unprofessional of me to even think these things about you, but it’s hard not to admire you. It doesn’t escape me that I’m crazy lucky to work with someone so warm, friendly, and undeniably attractive. Our director has told us many times about the ‘immense passion’ he wants to see portrayed between our two characters. He wants to see pure, raw lust in this scene. A passionate affair driven entirely by instincts. I have a feeling I’ll have no problem depicting that with you.

I look to you and just as I glance down at my script to read the first line, I swear I catch a flirtatious glint in your eye. I take a deep breath and begin speaking my lines.

“Is he home?”

“No. But he will be soon!”

“Are you going to ask me in?”

“No. I’m going to ask you to leave. Quickly.”

“I know that's not what you really want.”

Your eyes are locked on mine. They look at me longingly. Even though we’re acting, I can feel my heart beating like a drum as you stare at me. There’s fire in your eyes that looks so genuine and authentic. How could it not be real? Man, you’re a really good actor. My hand caresses your face.

“Tell me to stop...”

I pull you to me and…I guess we’re just going to go for it. Our lips crash together in a smoldering kiss. Your body melts into mine as you tangle your hands in my hair. Oh my God…the way you kiss me. There’s good acting…and then there’s this. I almost lose myself in your kiss. It’s a good thing that the next line is yours.

“Take me away from here...”

“Cut! Great job, Cedric and Zara. Why don’t we break for lunch and meet back here in…half an hour or so?”

We pull away from one another and exchange a brief smile. Around us, the rest of the cast and crew begins to disperse, but for some reason you seem to be hesitating to leave. I try not to think about the sensation of your body and lips up against mine. But the impression is still there. Was it just me or did we really have some chemistry when we kissed? Maybe I’m overthinking it. Maybe you’re just a really great actor…but something about that kiss felt so… real. Like we felt each other. Oh, who am I kidding? This is a job and we’re just acting… right?

“Hey Cedric, do you have a few minutes?”

My racing thoughts suddenly come to a halt. Your hand is on my shoulder and you’re grinning up at me.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. What's up?”

“I was wondering if you maybe wanted to run that scene again on our own. It’d be nice to practice it without the rest of the cast and crew watching.”

I can’t quite read you. I mean, on the one hand, you want to spend some alone time with me. But, then again, we are scene partners and we have a scene we need to work on. Are you into me? Or are you just really dedicated to your job?

“Yeah, I’d love to. This place is a ghost town during lunch, so we should be totally alone.”

Your eyes linger on mine just a little longer than necessary. My cock twitches and a wave of desire rushes over me. I can’t be absolutely certain, but I think you’re flirting with me. Maybe you’re a flirtatious person generally…either way, I like where this is heading.

“I want this scene to really show the passion between our characters, that way it’ll be a nice contrast with the relationship my character has with her husband.”

Something about your tone and the way you bite your lip still makes me wonder about your true intentions.

“I think that’s a great idea. Let’s take it from the top.”

I return to my mark on stage left and start the scene.

“Is he home?”

“No, but he will be soon!”

“Are you going to ask me in?”

“No. I'm going to ask you to leave. Quickly. ”

“I know that's not what you really want...”

I reach out and grab you by the waist, pulling you close so that our hips press against each others. Suddenly, I realize that I’m not acting at all.I’m doing exactly what I want right now. I kiss you, hard. And this time, I feel you kiss me back with just as much intensity. It’s different from the last time we rehearsed. There’s passion, desire, and…need. You’re moaning into my mouth so quietly that it can’t be for anyone other than yourself.

“Tell me to stop...”

I demand against your lips between kisses.

You sound like you’re really enjoying this. You’re enjoying it so much that I think you’ve forgotten your next line. You pull your head back just enough so that you can look into my eyes. You smirk a little and bite your bottom lip again.

“Take me.”

You’re not acting. You really want me to take you. Right here and now. Fuck. What an invitation. My cock stiffens against my jeans,and I lean down and kiss you again. My hands start to wander across your thick, luscious hips. Then, I make my way down with one hand to the soft swell of your ass. You push yourself harder up against me. This feels so fucking good. This might not be a good idea… we’re colleagues…but your body feels so good against mine. There’s no way we can stop now.

You softly moan as I guide you backwards towards the couch on stage...I gently push you down onto it, raising my body over yours. I look down at you. Your nails dig into my back as you slide them gently up and down. We kiss each other passionately and you slowly start a rhythm of rubbing your hips against my crotch. My mouth starts to travel down your neck, exploring the soft stretch of skin below your jaw. As my mouth goes lower, my hard cock presses into you through my jeans. My lips drift down towards your cleavage and my hands tug at the hem of your dress, lifting it. I need to feel my lips against your skin. You help me lift it up over your head swiftly and I smile at you as you lie back down. My hands reach to your soft back as I unclasp your black bra. You let me pull it away and I take in the sight of your gorgeous breasts. Mmm, you and I could get into so much trouble if we’re caught. It makes this so much more exciting. Your nipples are standing at attention, begging to be touched. And there’s a little wet spot growing at the front of your light grey panties. God, that’s so fucking sexy to see. I take both of your breasts in my hands and tease your nipples with a few squeezes and light pinches.

“You like that, don't you? Yeah? ”

You like to have your nipples played with...I take one of them into my mouth and immediately, your hips rock forward and thrust up against me. I love feeling your body respond to my touch.

“I really need to taste you. Is that ok?”

“Yeah, please...”

I move down your body and settle between your legs with my knees on the hard wooden stage…I hook my fingers around each side of your panties. You lift your legs and let me slowly slide your panties down. Oh, god...look at your wet pussy. I take in your luscious scent. There’s lust and longing in your eyes as I lower my tongue down towards your throbbing clit.

“Mmm, do you want to feel my tongue on your clit?”

“Yeah?”

You watch me as I start to tease you with the tip of my tongue. I slide it between your lips and find out just how incredibly wet you are…I take a firm hold of each of your thighs and pull you closer. A small gasp escapes your lips as you slide down the couch. I push my tongue deeper inside you. Mmmmm, yes, baby. God, you taste so good. My cock is so… hard. Oh, god. I pull my cock out of my pants and stroke it as I taste you. Fuck, yeah…I’m so hard for you. See what you do to me? I love the way you look hungrily at my cock, like you can’t wait to have it inside you. You tug on the collar of my shirt. I sit up and wipe my lips with the back of my hand. Then, you lean forward and kiss me hard while your hand reaches for my cock. I’m sure you can taste yourself all over my mouth as I kiss you.

Oh, fuck. Yes, stroke it like that. You get a devilish look in your eye as you move the head of my cock closer to your pussy. Mmm, you must be so horny for me right now. Are you ready to feel me inside you? You want me to fuck you? You relinquish control and crane your neck back as I take over and gently start to slide into you. Oh, God. You’re so tight. So wet for me. Do you like that? Do you like to feel me inside you? I slide deep inside you slowly and let you adjust to the feeling of my hard cock filling you up. Your pussy grips my length. Oh, fuck it feels so good. My hands slide underneath your back and I swiftly flip us over…pulling you up on top of me without breaking our connection. Your hips grind against me. My cock slides in and out of you. Such a perfect motion. Feels so right. I grip your ass and pull you closer. I want to get as deep as I possibly can. Your eyes softly open and close in pleasure. Your moans are steadily getting louder. You feel…so…fucking…good.

Suddenly, something primal inside you takes over and you quicken the pace. You’re urgent and needy as we rock together in a messy rhythm. You lean down and kiss me hard. My tongue dances with yours and I moan into your mouth as the pleasure deepens. That’s it. Oh, god, baby, yeah, that’s it! Are you gonna cum? Are you going to cum for me? Do you want me to fuck you harder? Yeah. Yeah? Your whole body is trembling and your eyes are squeezed shut. Your pussy quivers around my shaft, squeezing tighter and tighter. Sounds like you’re nearly there. I’m ready for you. My hands caress your breasts, tease your nipples. My mouth explores everywhere it can. Ah, fuck. Come here. Are you ready?

“Yes, that’s it…cum. Cum hard with me. Oh, God…”

Oh, God. I...you’re incredible. That was…wow. You collapse on top of me in exhaustion. We just lie there, enjoying the leftover sensations. I slide out of you and hold you gently. I’m trembling from how intense that orgasm was. When we’ve got our breath back, you lift your head off my chest and smile up at me. Your cheeks are flushed and your eyes are twinkling beneath the heavy stage lights.

“You know, I think you got your line wrong.”

You laugh and roll your eyes a little.

“I guess we’ll just have to rehearse that scene again, then.”

“No problem. We can rehearse that as many times as we need to.”