The blonde girl rose, gathered her clothing, and departed the stage bowing politely to the applause. Two girls took the stage to begin Act II. As they began kissing and fondling each other, John felt his own excitement increase. A dark-haired girl, svelte and fit, began to kiss a second girl, who had a very small triangle of red pubic hair and a few small tattoos. While kissing, the girl with pale skin steadily rubbed herself, methodically turning herself on. The two sat on the divan, and slowly arranged themselves into a 69 position. As they licked, the stage moved in small increments and the audience members were treated in turn to the delicious view of the one girl being licked by the other.
When they seemed sated, a man with black hair entered the stage to signal a change of scene and the commencement of Act III. The pale girl sat down in a chair, and the guy began kissing her inner thigh, slowly moving upward as the girl moaned in anticipation. After teasing her for a considerable time with delay, he began kissing her clit, and John saw that her little triangle of close-cropped pubic hair was high — about an inch and a half above her clit. He liked the fact that the little triangle had intentionally been cut so small (almost a mockery of a fuller triangle), and left so much skin for the male actor to kiss. The intentional nature of it, with the girl knowing she would be seen in the theater by so many hungry eyes, got to John.
John heard a movement to his left, and saw that the girl had move slightly and hike up her skirt. He could now see that her boyfriend had a finger penetrating her. The girl looked at John again, with that little smile, and he interpreted it not as an invitation to touch her but as her just wanting to be seen. She looked down at his lap, raised her eyebrow in a questioning manner, and John moved aside his coat so she could see that he too was playing while watching the action on stage.
And on stage the pale girl was impaled on the man, while the dark-haired girl was kneeling over his face and being licked. Then he stood and the three assumed various positions, with the rotating stage permitting the audience excellent visual access. As the actors neared John, the one girl was kneeling in front of the male actor sucking him and the other girl was kneeling behind the guy kissing his hips. Perhaps because of their warming up procedures, all three seemed intense — not out of control, but heading to the point at which they would all want to come.
John wondered whether to have an orgasm at some point and hope the rest of the show was thrilling enough to help produce another. Such a dilemma. But such are the vexing questions presented by debauchery. As events unfolded, the decision was not up to him. The girl in the seat next to him was squinting as her boyfriend’s questing hand continued to move on her sex, and she reached out decisively and took John’s penis in her right hand. She took a strong grip, took control. As her boyfriend made her reach orgasm, she did the same to John. Clearly, she had planned ahead for her walk on the wild side, for she produced napkins from her purse to wipe the semen from her hand and from John’s penis. He whispered “Merci” and she nodded and they both turned back to the stage. So that made two audience members at least who were a bit more relaxed. Actually, there were probably more given the many interactions among audience members. However, any post-orgasmic calm was temporary. There was, apparently, no rest for the wicked in the theater.
The male actor was on his back on a divan, with his organ fully inside the girl with dark hair. Her skin gleamed with oil, she was riding hard, and his hands were fondling her hips. As she began to gasp with impending orgasm, the stage rotated toward John and he could see that the male actor had his oiled index finger doing a bit of anal teasing of the dark-haired girl.
The dark-haired girl was on his engorged cock, and her hips were rolling as she took the pleasure, but with every new stroke his oiled finger would tease her perineum and lightly flicker over her anal region and she would jerk slightly at the added pleasure. She was receiving dual action teasing, and the intensity of it was reflected on her face as she approached orgasm. Every time he teased her there, her hips would respond by writhing. The pale girl on stage watched this intently, rubbing her clitoris with strong circular motions. Almost without realizing it, John was hard again and stroking another erection.
Gasping, hips moving, the dark-haired girl said in French “I have to come now.” And did. The male actor stood, and the pale girl assuming a kneeling position and began licking his testicles as he stroked himself. Soon spurts of semen rested on her upturned breasts.
The girl seated to John’s left was writhing slightly in her seat as her boyfriend’s hand was again moving between her legs. Perhaps it was not the first time that couple had played in the theater, John thought. Perhaps some element of exhibitionism lured them, as it must have lured the actors on the stage to go to the theater and go through whatever procedures were necessary to land them a job in the nightly show. The job interview would have been interesting, he thought.
As the final act began, the stage filled with all of the actors who had previously performed, plus another man and another woman. Audience members were informed that they might be invited to ascend the steps if invited by any of the actors there. John knew that, even if asked, he could not take on the disease risk of doing whatever he wanted to do in an unfettered situation like that. Still, inasmuch as the actors on stage were undeniably exhibitionistic, he could appreciate the show greatly while remaining in the audience, and so he concentrated on extending the slow, steady progress toward his second orgasm.
When the show was over, the lights did not come on quickly or brightly. After the actors, covered in sweat and semen, retreated from the stage, the audience members slowly stood, rearranged their clothing, put their coats on, and filed out of the little theater. Outside, the street was almost empty and the traffic was light. As John surveyed the area for any would-be thieves, he turned up his collar against the cold air and walked out into the Parisian night.