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Carla explained that they'd just finished rehearsing a pivotal scene in which both she and her leading man ended up nude and heated up onstage, making love. "Actually, it's more like fucking than making love, I think, but Charles - he's the director of the play - well, he may disagree.

Anyway, I'm dripping, see?"

And I could see the shine of perspiration still on her body, vibrant in the trio of red, blue and purple spotlights shooting down from the rafters. But I also noticed that her male co-star, Reggie, had covered up and gotten into some shorts by this time. Charles and Reggie continued to converse as I grabbed Carla by the shoulders and gave her a kiss.

"It's no problem," I said.

Inside I was a jumble of emotions: This was a whole new kind of exhibitionism for Carla. Before she had shown a glimpse or more at home, or flashed herself to strangers at stores and during our wild car rides. But this was incredible. Here she was in a public venue; most of the cast and crew were gone by this time, but she was still brazenly sauntering about in the buff in front of two virtual strangers. Well, she'd worked with director Charles before, but Reggie was new in town and a definite stranger. I also noticed he was very good looking and muscular. But I tried to be gallant about the situation. I don't know what possessed me, but I leaned closer to Carla and whispered, "In fact, it kinda turns me on to have you here totally naked, the only naked woman among us clothed men."

Carla beamed. The wicked dance in her eyes told me we'd have a hell of a night in bed tonight. \

"Thanks, baby! I like it too." Then it was her turn to lean into me and whisper: "In fact, when I said I was dripping, I didn't just mean sweat!"

She giggled and I swatted one of her full ass-globes when she turned around to retrieve her script and bundle of clothes. "Gotta run guys, me and my Number One are going out for eats."

Charlie called her back and gave her a few last minute instructions for tomorrow's rehearsal, then had her turn to a certain point in her script. I noticed that Carla didn't bother to start dressing or even to try to cover up. In fact, standing next to her director, midway down the aisle, with one hand gripping her script, her clothes tucked under the same arm and her right hand on her bare hip, her stance screamed, Check me out. I'm proud of myself and your gaze and arousal turn me on.

She leaned closer to Charlie and they walked to the lip of the stage. There, Carla planted her feet firmly on the carpeted floor and spread her legs fairly wide in an inverted V, which only enhanced her completely shaven mound. It happened to be pointing directly at Reggie, who was standing a few feet away by this time. Several times, as Carla nodded at Charlie's instructions, I noticed her eyes darting to her right and connecting with Reggie's and her mouth flashing him one of her beautiful Carla smiles.

When she was finally ready to leave, she sauntered away from the stage and came back down the aisle to meet me. It seemed she intended to milk her performance to the finish and flash the guys her buns until the law required otherwise.

"Hey Carla, one last thing," Charlie called out.

Carla turned around, "Yeah?"

"Don't forget to dress before you hit the street." We all burst out laughing, though, admittedly, mine was a bit forced.

"I don't want my show closed before we open!"

"If anyone tries to do that, I'll tell them to -" Carla handed me her script and clothes, spread her legs and bent over at the waist. Then she reached behind her with both hands and spread open her curvy buttocks. I knew the boys near the stage had a perfect view of her puckered sphincter ring and puffy pussy lips.

"KISS MY ASS!"

More laughter, then we left the auditorium. Carla dressed in the hallway and we stepped out into the muggy night, warm despite the fall season.

I walked her to her car, parked a few spaces away from mine.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked her.

"Home lover," she said.

"But I thought we were going to eat."

"I need to eat something else right now," she purred, rubbing me through my jeans and making me grow.

Needless to say, we raced each other home and ate in that night, but I must confess that Carla had more fun than I did. A part of me was feeling stung by Carla's wanton exposure at the show. Doing the required nudity for the program was one thing, but flaunting herself so blatantly in front of fellow actors and director and such -- without my presence -- was a deeper level of exhibitionism than what we'd experienced together. Moreover, there was the added dimension of Carla forging on with her showing off on her own, without my knowledge and participation. Sure, she'd done it a few times before, but it always centered on our home life and friends of hers that she brought into our domain. Now she was forging forward on her own, shamelessly baring all to attain erotic kicks without my participation.

Worse, Carla's libido went into overdrive while rehearsing for this play, as it did whenever she geared up for a performance. I reaped the benefits and tried my damnedest to keep up with her, but my work and studies prevented me from fully satisfying her cravings. This was true, even though we were having at least one marathon lovemaking session that lasted into the wee hours every other day or so.

Once again, the old pattern ensued: waking up to find Carla on the phone, pleasuring her naked self. Every now and then I'd stop by her play rehearsals to lend moral support (or so I tried to tell myself; the truth was I wanted to see what Carla was up to) and as usual, I would always find Carla stark naked. It seemed that once they rehearsed that particular scene, Carla didn't bother to put on her clothes for the rest of the night. On several occasions I found her sitting with her legs dangling off the lip of the stage, her shaved vagina completely exposed for anyone to see.

Other times, I discovered Carla sitting cross-legged on the stage or bundled into one of the audience seats, her pretty feet off the floor and perched on the edge of the sit, her crimson polished toes framing her bald pussy perfectly. Each time I showed up, she was completely naked and exposed. She was always friendly to me, though, and greeted me enthusiastically, as though it was perfectly natural to be walking around nude for a couple of hours a night in a public theater.

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CHAPTER ONE Ever since they made her a partner, Carla had been toying with the idea of buying a house. On Sundays, she would sit in her bed, with the paper and her coffee, perusing the Real Estate section. On April 14, she got up at her usual late Sunday morning hour of 9, donned her silk kimono robe and padded into the kitchen to make coffee. Maurice was nowhere to be seen, but she knew he was lurking around somewhere, so she poured a little of her coffee cream into a saucer for him. When...

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I was hiding behind a pepper pot. The frog in the chair facing me asked me how I felt but I wasn’t going to hold a conversation with a frog. The problem with frogs is they can turn into Princes. Hallucinations are a consequence, I learned, of morphine use. As my pains, various, reduced so did the morphine and eventually the weird and wonderful tricks my mind played. I was left with the need to recover. A bullet can pass through you without doing much damage and mine had at least missed all...

Carla SissySlut

It’s a Friday night I just finished doing an unload and I’m checking into the lodging for the night. I’m Vanessa or Van for short I’m long-haul trucker I just finished one of my last loads for the next 2 days I am off. So I decided to go out to the lodge bar and get an order of chicken wings and some lemon water and ice tea raspberry non-alcohol since I am awaiting to call for another load I want to be able to drive if need be I have 3 days off but if a good haul with a good $ comes thru I will...

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I got a text from Carla Friday afternoon. Her k** is going to his fathers and she wanted me to come over to have some fun. After work I showered and changed and showed up at Carla's around 7:30pm. She looked great! She was wearing a pair of tight, black lycra shorts and a matching black halter top. Her hair was still wet from the shower, so I timed getting there perfectly. Carla invited me and she had a bottle of wine and two glasses on the table. She poured us wine and we both drank. I told...

Carlas Fantasy Fulfilled

Introduction: This story was written for my wife to enhance our sex life. This story fulfills her fantasys. I walked into the store a saw Richard looking really down and asked him what was wrong. Richard told me that he just found out his wife was cheating on him and didnt know what to do. I told him how sorry I was and invited him over for some drinks and a movie so my wife Carla and I could take his mind of everything. I told him the kids were at their aunts so he would not have to worry...

Carla Chapter 4

Harry Carter and I went way back. He was, like me, from a part of the military that doesn’t exist. He had to leave when he mislaid a leg in some shitty part of the world. I’d carried him most of the way out and while he didn’t owe me anything (he’d have done the same for me), he’d remained a close and dear friend. He was also one of the most resourceful men I knew. If the police couldn’t find who was trying to kill Lauren then maybe, just maybe, we might. I gave Harry copies of all the email...

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