Acting Lessons

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“How in the hell am I supposed to get excited about a sex scene with that hag?” Brian Harmon lamented.

My boyfriend of eight months was pacing the confines of his small but luxuriously appointed movie set trailer, nervous as a Rocky Horror Show virgin. He was worried about creating on-screen sparkle, the heat that made the love scenes believable. Brian wasn’t exactly an Actor’s Guild Award quality guy, but he was good enough in front of the cameras. I knew that he had been hired simply because of his box office potential with the ladies; he was a prominent figure in the “tall dark and handsome” teen mags. I often got a kick out of seeing his icy blue eyes staring back at me from the shelves lining the checkout counter at the grocery store.

I laughed and threw a magazine at him to get his attention. “You mean she didn’t give you a woody when you were a kid?”

“Sure Shelley but, hell, I was thirteen then, I’m thirty-five now, and that woman has more lines on her face that a road map!” he said, referring to Lena Douglas. She was an aging starlet, and I’d heard that she had undergone more plastic surgery than Cher.

“She needs this, you know. She’s trying to become a household name again,” I added, my career as a former entertainment newswoman rearing it’s ugly head.

A knock on the trailer door was accompanied by the “ten minutes, Mr. Harmon” announcement that I knew he was dreading.

Suddenly smacked by inspiration, I smiled at the pacing caged tiger and stretched out on the comfortable sofa. “Come here, I have an idea,” I said, holding my arms open for him.

He sighed and crawled onto the sofa next to me. “What’s your idea, sugar?” he asked, his native South Carolinian drawl sending sparks through my central nervous system. He nuzzled my neck and I felt him smile when I shivered, he knew full well the effects he had on me.

I slipped my hand inside his silken robe and grabbed a fistful of a well-toned cotton and spandex covered backside. “This is my idea,” I breathed. “When you get in there with Grandma Moses, I want you to think about this.” I slid my hand around to the front of his shorts, and slipped it around his cock, which had just realized that it was about to get some attention. I chuckled when all seven inches of his celebrity skin stiffened in my hand.

“God I love it when you do that,” Brian hissed, as he wiggled his hips back and forth, fucking my hand. I jutted out my tongue and ran it along the length of his neck and he groaned.

He surprised me then. I felt his hand creeping up the leg of my shorts, and within seconds he was pumping his fingers in and out of me keeping perfect time with the movements of my hand along his cock. I stroked, and he stroked, and he flicked a finger across my clit. I was afraid I was going to scream and bring the whole crew running.

He fastened his lips to mine for a hungry tongue battle, damn but that man can kiss! We lay there on the sofa, hand fucking each other, our hips bucking, grunting and groaning like a pair of animals. Wondering about what an onlooker would think I almost laughed. But suddenly laughing was the furthest thing from my mind as my climax came upon me without warning. It felt as if every muscle in my body clenched, and I threw my head back to let it wash over me. I jerked my hips upward, and the walls of my cunt contracted hungrily around his fingers. Somewhere in my haze, I felt Brian’s cock starting to twitch and I quickly pulled my hand away.

“Aww, c’mon,” he growled, looking from me down to his purple headed prick, then back up to my face.

I regarded him through half closed eyelids and smiled. “Just think about what you’re going to get when you’re done with granny,” I said, almost laughing at the boyish pout on Brian’s full, sensual lips. Another knock sounded at the door, and Brian was called to the set.


I almanbahis adres must have been dozing for hours on the comfy cushions of the sofa when I was shaken awake, rudely dragged from my dreams. In that trancelike state between awake and asleep, I struggled to gain my bearings and I willed my vision to clear itself of the nap-induced cobwebs. In the nighttime darkness of the trailer, my irritation turned into full-blown fear when I realized that my shorts and panties were being pulled roughly from my body.

I retaliated, and pushed at the hands that were shucking me. The instant that I became naked from the waist down, I must have made some contact with my nails because I heard a pain induced hiss, and the hands were withdrawn.

“Goddamn baby, what did you do that for?” Brian howled.

I flipped on the light switch just over my head and glared at my boyfriend. “How was I supposed to know it was you, huh? I’m fucking sleeping and all of a sudden some creep is pulling my clothes off?” I sat up on the sofa and reached for my cigarettes, trying to keep my hands from shaking. I lit one of the evil odorous cancer sticks and watched Brian through narrowed eyelids. “Next time turn on a fucking light, willya?” I said, the words accompanied by a bluish gray cloud of exhaled second hand smoke.

“I’m sorry baby, I won’t do it again,” he whined as he slid onto the sofa beside me, snaking his arm around me for a tight embrace. He nuzzled his nose into the side of my neck and I smiled. “It’s just that you left me hanging, remember? All I’ve been able to think about for the last three hours is how much I want to fuck you,” he breathed into my ear, sending ripples of pure electric current straight to my crotch.

He licked the soft, pliant lobe, then closed his lips around it, sucking it gently. “I love your hair, did I ever tell you that?”

“Uh huh,” I managed to groan, all the while concentrating on his fingers that had decided to slide under my shirt and over my midriff.

“It’s soft as silk, and the color of gold. It’s so long, why do you always wear it up?” he asked softly, as he pulled the elastic band from around my ponytail sliding his hands into my hair. I wondered for a fleeting second if he was simply reciting a line from one of the films he had done.

“I dunno,” was all I could think to answer.

He chuckled and traced his thumb across the features of my face. “Eyes so green, cheeks so high, lips so full and soft,” he said as he dragged his thumb across my bottom lip. He slipped the digit inside my mouth and I sucked it a little bit, like any good lover would. Brian rolled his body to the side and looked at me for a long hard moment, causing me to blush, something I hadn’t done in years.

He gave me another soft laugh and slipped his hand higher inside my shirt. I jumped when he pinched a hard, swollen nipple through the lacy covering of my underwire bra. “Like that, did you?” he asked. Brian alternated between rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and softly kneading my breast.

“I’ve always liked women with larger tits, you know? But you’ve changed my mind entirely about them,” he continued, pausing long enough to nip my neck with his teeth. Brian tugged my shirt up, so that my lace covered chest was exposed to his view. I watched him as if I were in a trance as he cupped one of my breasts tightly, though not painfully and looked at me with a grin. “They are perfect, you know that? Small and firm and rounded,” he ended his sentence with a trailing sigh. With a deft little maneuver, he tugged at the clip on the front of my bra and slipped his hand up over my bare skin. Brian smiled at me just before lowering his lips to my nipple, and I was astonished by the heat of his gaze.

I barely got accustomed to the feel of his lips, tongue and teeth on my breasts, when I felt almanbahis adresi one of his hands slide over my belly, coming to rest on the inside of a very bare thigh. Brian massaged the muscle there, and worked his hand ever so slowly higher. When he reached the place where my thigh met my body, the movement of his hand stopped. My eyes flew open and my gaze settled on a face filled with amusement.

When I frowned, Brian laughed. “What’s the matter, baby? You don’t like to be teased?” he said.

All I could do was shake my head. My body was on fire, my skin felt like it was burning, and the wetness between my legs was becoming more and more pronounced. I had an ache in the pit of my belly that was becoming very insistent. I shook my head again.

He laughed again, and ran the backs of his knuckles across the downy soft honey blonde hair that covered my pubic mound. “Is this what you wanted, baby? Brian asked again.

“Uh huh, ” I answered, tilting my hips upward to capture his touch. He had anticipated my move, though, and quickly withdrew his hand. “Aww, Brian…” I whined.

I was graced with another chuckle in reply, but he started licking the little valley between my breasts. Grateful for even that little bit of attention, I was about to speak up again when I realized that his lips and tongue were slowly finding their way downward. I smiled in spite of myself and slipped my fingers into his short, dark hair. I knew how good Brian was at oral sex, and I knew I was in for a treat. He felt and licked his way down over my ribcage, and I tightened my grip on his hair. I sighed when he moved his body across mine and settled between my legs, steadily creeping downwards. He dipped his tongue into my navel and licked straight down to the patch of hair that he had been teasing just scant minutes earlier.

With a quick kiss in the curly little locks of hair, he teased my body to a fevered pitch, and I was on the verge of begging him to touch me. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched his every move. He slid my legs up over his shoulders and simply stared at my cunt. I slid one of my hands down over my mound, in an attempt to encourage him, but he slapped my hands away playfully.

“Brian…” I said in a hoarse, ragged whisper, all the while trying to wriggle my pussy closer to his face.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked, his icy blue eyes glinting mischievously. “What is it you want?”

I exhaled like a balloon being deflated and stared at him incredulously. “You know what I want,” I croaked.

She shook his head and smiled dangerously. Leaning his face closer to my cunt, he stuck his tongue out and drew ever closer to the object of his affection. Watching him through half closed eyelids, I almost jumped for joy when I felt his fingers pull back the outer lips of my pussy, exposing the soaked, tender flesh that was already swollen with arousal. When the tip of his tongue finally touched my clit, I wanted to howl with happiness. But I wasn’t given the chance. His lips wrapped around the hard little bud and he sucked on it fiercely.

I pushed my pelvis as close to his face as I could, all the while emitting a low groan/growl that I didn’t even recognize. In a flash, my ass was off of the sofa, and Brain slipped two of his fingers inside me. The electrical current that ran through my body was incredible. I tried to slip my hands over my breasts, I love to pinch my nipples while Brian goes down on me, but this time they were simply too sensitive.

He turned his hand upside down and stroked the tender little go button place inside my pussy that most men are not lucky enough to find, while his tongue began it’s fast paced dance around my clit. I pumped my hips wildly against his face, I was getting light headed with the intoxicating bombardment of sensations, and I knew I was about to come.

I almanbahis adres lay flat on my back on the couch, and thrust my hips up to meet Brian’s lips and fingers for all I was worth. He unexpectedly slipped his fingers out of my cunt, and slid one well-lubed digit into my ass, stroking fast and hard, and slipping another in, just the way he knew I liked it. I reached out and grabbed another handful of his hair, and announced in a trembling voice, “Brian…I’m coming!” The muscles in my cunt were about to start contracting, and my nipples swelled and hardened almost painfully to announce my impending orgasm. That’s when Brian stopped, withdrawing his lips and stilling his fingers inside me.

It took me almost a half a minute to realize that he had quit, so intense was the pleasure. I lifted my head and looked down at him. His face was covered with juice from my cunt, but there he was, looking up at me and grinning like a fool.


All I got was a chuckle for an answer, and I knew I’d been had. Disbelief quickly turned to anger, then to frustration. My entire body was tight, primed for what promised to be a magnificent orgasm.

“Brian…please,” I forgot all dignity and whined. Only a couple minutes had passed, but I surely knew how Brian had felt hen I’d done the same thing to him earlier.

“Now you know how it feels, baby?”

“Yeah, I do. Please Brian, please, I can’t stand it,” I begged for him to finish.

He formed his lips into n ‘O’ and blew warm air directly onto my clit, an action which had me squirming uncomfortably. “It sucks to be teased, doesn’t it?”

“It does, it does,” I readily agreed. “I swear I won’t do it again.”


“Uh huh,” I said, accompanied by the furious nodding of my head.

The finger in my ass resumed it’s stroking, and Brian attacked my clit again, without warning. Barely a minute later, my cunt walls clenched, and the blood bubbled up through my body with a heat that surprised even me. I shouted into the air of the dimly lit trailer as my body trembled and jerked violently. It took a minute or so for me to remember how to breathe. When I finally quit quaking, I opened my eyes and smiled when I saw that Brian was naked.

I started to reach for his hardness, damn he was ready, but he shook his head and whispered, “No, turn over.”

I willingly obeyed, and I was barely on my knees when he was sliding that beautiful cock into me. He had already been teased almost to the point of no return and I wasn’t surprised when he slammed forcefully into my cunt, driving my face closer and closer to the arm of the sofa. I sneaked my hand back down to my clit, and started the circles around it again, knowing he was close to coming.

“God, you feel good baby,” he groaned, and I felt his cock swell even larger inside me. I felt the tell tale twitches and rubbed my clit faster, trying to balance myself which was not an easy job with the sheer power of Brian’s thrusts. My vision turned white again, just as Brian started to violently buck against me. I could feel his balls slap against my hand as we came together. His cock exploded inside me at the same second that I exploded within myself, and we both groaned loudly.

Completely spent, his movements stilled, and he leaned his full weight against me. I straightened one leg and left the other crooked so he could stay inside me. As we drifted off to sleep, I remember thinking that I hoped we woke up before the cleaning crew arrived.


A year later, “Hearts Apart” was released to mixed reviews. The critics were not all that impressed with Brian’s acting ability, but most of them said he showed a great deal of promise. All of them agreed that the two stars had magnificent chemistry on screen, and they applauded the flick’s sole sex scene.

Brian and I are now living together in his spacious Hollywood home, and he occasionally asks me for my help with some of his scenes. He has never forgotten the little acting lesson I gave him in his trailer that hot summer afternoon, and even gifted me with a brand new Lexus after the incident.

Oh yes, life is good…

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