The Backstage Party Begins

My heart thudded in my chest as I waited for the door to answer. Would Lee be receptive of my approach? Would I find him canoodling with his girlfriend? Was I about to make an utter fool of myself? After what felt like a life time the door opened and Lee stood in front of me. His skin looked wet, as if he hadn't had time to dry himself properly after a shower, and all he wore was a towel around his waist under which the outline of his dick could be clearly seen.

"Hi" I said trying trying not to make it utterly obvious what my intentions "I'm Hannah. I hope you don't mind me popping by, I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed your performance tonight"

A big grin spread across his face as his gaze dropped from my eyes to my barely covered tits and on to my legs. "Why don't you come inside" he told me.

I walked into the dressing room and the door slowly closed behind me. Like many theatre rooms it was rudimental in it's furnishings, one large sofa and a make up bench whilst the walls were decorated with faded posters of shows from the glory years of the venue.

"I've never done this before" I began nervously "but I wanted to come and say how much your performance moved me tonight, how you captured the themes that affect..."

"Let's cut to the chase" he interrupted me "you're not here to talk about the play"

"And what do you think I'm here for?" I replied.

"Believe me, you're not the first woman to come see me after the show. And let me tell you it always ends the same" he told me as he pulled the towel away from around his waist.

I gasped audibly, both at the audacity of his actions and the sight of his dick leering at me. Up close it was even bigger, even more beautiful than it had been than when I'd sat lusting after him on stage from the audience. It took all my willpower to stop myself grabbing it there and then, but I had to retain some shred of respect.

"You seem awfully confident in yourself" I stuttered in response, knowing fine that he had every reason to be so.

"You'd be a lot more convincing if you weren't staring at my cock as you talked" he replied triumphantly.

I'd told my self not to be obvious with my intentions, yet he'd read me like a book and and was going to take full advantage. I slowly looked up, he was grinning like a man about to receive the easiest blowjob a man had ever received.

"I'm going to let you in on a little stage secret" he told me as he took a step towards me "before show time I always take a viagra to make sure everything is ready to show. I wouldn't have needed one tonight if I'd known there was going to be such a hot slut as you in the front row"

He paused before taking a final step up to me and placing his hands on my shoulders. I was so fucking horny being alone with such a gorgeous young stud, his beautiful naked body up close to mine. He pushed down on me, but barely had to apply any **** as I collapsed to my knees in front of him. Casually he sat down on the sofa in front of me, his gorgeous dick level with my face.

"See, no need to make things complicated" he said, a mocking tone in his voice "now what's the magic word?"

"Please?" I enquired

"Please what?" he replied

"Please can I suck your cock and give you the best blowjob of your life" I pleaded

He leant back, satisfied his dominance over me was complete. My body trembled with excitement knowing that I was I was about to make that dick mine. Or more accurately that dick was about to take complete command of me.