Shane's Big Break

Just as scripted, Maureen threw the drink in Shane's face; he reciprocated by slapping her face. She pounced on him. The bartender fled in fear, while the girls at the front table remained oblivious to the melee ensuing behind them. The audience tittered then howled as Maureen and Shane grappled on the floor like pro wrestlers.

"Take that!," Maureen screamed as she feigned a right cross to Shane's face. He in turn grabbed Maureen by the shoulders, pinning her to the floor. She struggled and yelped as Shane threw his entire weight on top of her. Then the inevitable. Just as it was during that rehearsal, Maureen swore she felt something...Yes! That's what it was, all right! Shane was getting turned on – for real. She felt the sudden hardness within the tight fabric of his pants.

Realizing what was happening, and not wanting to waste a good opportunity to have his way with Maureen (or a good hard-on), Shane got up and dragged his hapless co-star to the bar. She replied with a mighty punch to the face (make believe punches, mind you: She didn't want to hurt him), sending Shane flying up and over the bar. Of course he timed it perfectly, executing an almost perfect acrobatic feat. He landed on top of the bar; then she pushed him back, still screaming at him. Behind the bar he tumbled, totally out of view of the audience. Everyone howled and laughed so hard because it was all so funny.

Maureen climbed onto the bar, stood there, still shouting, "Come on! Get up, so I can bounce you around some more!" Looking down at Shane, she became quite unglued but successfully fought any outward show of surprise. What she saw was a prostrate Shane, on his back, with his pants open and revealing his very large, very erect penis. Maureen, now realizing the full meaning of Shane's "improvisation", still stood on the bar. She looked down at Shane's erotically twitching form. He certainly looked good, very appealing, in his tight pants and shirt open to the waist. He was ready for her, and she thought, "What the hell. I've been wanting him to make a move, but..."

Shane, still out of the audience's view, shouted up at Maureen, "If you want me, come and get me!" Without hesitation, she dove down to where he lay. "All right, you loser," she said, playing along with the skit, "you asked for it!" Fortunately, Shane caught her in time.

Concealed behind the bar, the pair grappled and embraced each other. Kissing, caressing, their tongues everywhere, they gave into their passion. Shane pushed up Maureen's dress and was surprised that she wore no panties underneath.

"What the hell?", he hissed.
"I knew it would come to this," she whispered into his ear, nibbling the lobe while parting her legs to mount him. "Just follow my lead..."

What Shane didn't know was that Maureen, before the show, got a few items of clothing from wardrobe and placed them behind the bar during scene change. No one paid attention to her, and she knew, just from what happened earlier today, that Shane would "go through that again."

"Here," she hissed while straddling him, "yell something like you're really angry." Shane complied as he prepared to enter her, shouting, "Hey! That's not fair. You take that, and that!"
They made knockabout noises and kept up the frantic, argumentive dialogue. The audience, not knowing what REALLY was going on back there, laughed long and hard. This was quite funny with the two other players still seated out front, still carrying on their conversation. No one, not even a stagehand, not even Norm nor Rhoda, could see the amorous action behind the bar.

Shane, just before entering Maureen's wet vagina, had an idea. He pushed her away, saying, "Here, get up."
"Huh?" Maureen was incredulous. They were this close to paradise, even though it would be a quickie. She couldn't believe it. Shane picked up on this, saying, "Just follow my lead."

He got up, keeping the lower part of his body well concealed, just so the audience could see his head and shoulders. He turned to Maureen and said, "Hah!!"
She caught on to Shane's game, rose to her feet, saying, "Oh yeah! Well, let me tell you something, buster!" She grabbed his neck, pretending to choke him, but that action turned on Shane so much that he momentarily lost his head. Remembering that a LIVE audience was watching, and that in no way would he and Maureen turn a brief comedic sketch into a XXX peep show, Shane reacted to his co-star's "choking", flailing his body around. He managed to break loose just in time to do the same to her.
This rough fight scene was turning him on in ways unimaginable. His penis stood up rock hard, ready for action. His entire groin throbbed and ached with unfulfilled lust. Poor Shane was in a tizzy, and Maureen knew it.

Suddenly, they stopped fighting, stopped yelling at each other. Looking into each other's eyes, the pair embraced and kissed passionately, much to the audience's wild approval. They sank back behind the bar, throwing the spare clothes in the air.

Maureen, panting and squirming, straddled Shane, then wheeled her pelvis onto his hardened member, swallowing it inside her wet and waiting vagina. Shane thrusted hard, yelling passionate words while Maureen screamed her pleasure.

"Oh yeah! This is soooo good!"
"Come on, baby. You know you want it."
They lay behind the bar, wildly going at each other. Maureen grabbed Shane's rocking hips, then bumped and ground her pelvis. It was good, good, so good to have him inside her. Shane urged her on, growling in that sexy bedroom voice that drove Maureen wild.

"Umph! Oooh! Oh, baby...yeah, babe!"
"Give it to me faster!"
Deeper inside he went, thrusting with rabbitlike rapidity. Maureen tightly clamped her toned thighs around Shane's body, flexing and tightening her muscles as if squeezing every ounce of passion from that oh-so hard, amazingly enormous, surging penis. How much pleasure he was giving her. She always wanted Shane, ever since he got hired on by the improv company. He was so handsome, so hot, that Maureen would literally melt each and every time she saw him. She wanted to so much to ask him out, or at least waited for him to do the asking, but she was unsure if he was the least bit interested in her. Well, he certainly is interested in her now!

Two things blew Maureen away: First, it was the fact that they were indulging their lust for each other before a live audience, albeit hidden away from everyone's view. Never would she entertain making out onstage for real, but here she was making love with the extremely sexy and beautiful Shane. Secondly, Maureen got a charge out of the very kinkiness of it all, and of course, Shane's uninhibited sexuality. Despite his young age, this man certainly knew all the right moves, the right places to touch on a woman's body, the right words to send her into orbit.

His movements were now more direct, more insistent. He kept ramming himself up inside her fiercely, energetically, almost painfully, grabbing her sore hips, making her ride him until she cried out in both pain and pleasure.

The screams of passion and enjoyment were real; the audience thought it was just for show and kept laughing non-stop. To Maureen, with the continuous guffaws and howling from the audience, coupled with Shane's relentless battering, it seemed as if it was all one big obscene joke. That feeling made Maureen that more turned on as she pumped on Shane with renewed vigor. She felt Shane's body buck and writhe with each thrust, matching his every movement, her mouth crashing down on his. Hands were everywhere, grasping greedily.

Now Maureen felt the neverending spiral of climax tightening deep within her loins. Shane, on the brink of orgasm, began to swell, throb, and dance within her, sending her into fits of twitching enjoyment. She screamed and panted over and over as he ground himself even deeper inside. He managed to wedge his fingers between himself and her mound, finding then insolently pressing down on her engorged clitoris. Maureen lost it...

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! MMMMM!"
Her body twitched frantically as she felt herself throb. She yelped and whimpered with such enjoyment that Shane prolonged the sexual act by pressing on the clit repeatedly, sending Maureen into gales of uncontrollable screaming. He enjoyed feeling her petite curvaceous body wriggle and writhe on top of his.

A thought entered his head. Hmm...maybe we're on to something...

Finally, Shane let himself explode, really turn loose the seed that erupted from his still throbbing member. He shuddered and jerked with satisfaction as Maureen gratefully kissed him, her tongue eagerly licking his handsome face and neck.

"Oh, Shane," she whispered as he finally pulled out of her. "Do you have to?"
Shane, panting and sweating, chuckled in good humor, replying, "Hey, we have to finish this skit. Just follow my lead..."
She lay over him, still embracing him, saying, "I thought I just did. OK, let me catch my breath."

A few seconds later, the pair could hear Kathi and Hazel speaking their closing lines.
Hazel: "Why don't we get out of here and find something with more action. This place is dead."
Kathi: "Sure thing."
The two girls rose from their seats and exited the stage, leaving an exhausted Shane and Maureen to end the skit. The audience still howled and roared with profound hilarity, applauding wildly as Shane finally emerged from behind the bar. He had good sense to straighten himself, tuck in his shirt, zip his fly. His abundant hair was all disheveled, the full pouty pink lips wet from Maureen's anxiously amorous tongue.
Panting, he said to the audience, "Well, I guess I showed her."
"Whaddya mean, you showed me?" Maureen, now once again the demure little wife, rose from the floor, then said in decidedly sarcastic tones, "Let me tell you something, mister..."
The pair resumed their bickering then exited the stage to thunderous applause.

Backstage, Rhoda congratulated Shane ane Maureen with, "You two were fantastic! Say, that was a brilliant twist. A bickering couple who suddenly make love. You certainly made it realistic, with all the moaning and panting."
Norm smiled at the pair, saying, "Yeah, that was one of the best improvisations I've ever seen. Keep it up, kids."
Curtain calls...Shane and Maureen lost count how many.

At the end of evening, as the two prepared to leave, a man lurked at the stage door. Come to think of it, Maureen remembered seeing him backstage just before the show started, before their skit.
He said to them as they emerged from the theater, "May I compliment you, Ms. Roscoe, and you, Mr. Austin. I have a proposition for you. Here's my card..."

Shane looked at the card, read its words then said, "Morris Schmidt. HotDreams Productions. Where have I heard that name before?"
Maureen knew right away. She said to Shane, "HotDreams is one of the fastest rising soft porn production houses in the country. They make all those direct-to-video movies, have this huge website, produce live adult theater. You name it, they do it."
Morris smiled and said, "You're so right, little lady. And I must say, you were right about this young man. Why, you two kids have just what I've been looking for. Fresh-faced, young, talented, great timing, a natural flair for comedy, not to mention lots of hot action..."
"Huh?," Shane said with eyes wide with astonishment, "You mean you saw us? I thought no one could see us...Wait a minute!"

He turned to Maureen, pointed an accusatory finger at her, saying, "You had this cooked up, didn't you?"
"So what if I did. Look, Shane. We're going nowhere stuck in this second-rate company. I have a chance at the big time, and so do you. I want you, Shane, as my man and co-star. So, why not let Mr. Schmidt explain his proposition? Or do you want to be at Rhoda and Norm's mercy the rest of your life? Look around you: How many people in this pathetic troupe have gone on to bigger things? None!"

Shane thought it over for a few fleeting seconds, then, realizing that what he and Maureen did could turn into something that would guarantee instant stardom, agreed to hear Schmidt out.
Morris smiled, saying, "I knew you would come around. Now, allow me to treat you kids to dinner. Then, I have some ideas that might work for your kind of talent. Humorous erotica is hot right now, and folks always want a good laugh along with a healthy dose of sex..."

Ah...Fame and success at last. And to think Shane owed it all to his overactive libido and excellent timing. Oh yeah, and Maureen's brilliant ingenuity.