When I was younger, I was in theatre. Back when I was 18 and starred as Virginia Otis in The Canterville Ghost. My boyfriend at the time was 20 and was cast as the Ghost.

One night about 5 minutes before the play started, we were both in our costumes, and he came up behind me. He didn't kiss me as both our faces were full of make-up. He lifted the dress, the petticoat, and the underskirt, and pulled down my underwear. He made me step out of them entirely and put them in his pocket.

Then he pushed me over entirely, so the skirt and floofy petticoat fell around me. I could only see ahead.

We were just off the stage to the left. I could see the front of the stage as well as the first two rows of seats from where we were. If we hadn't been hidden in the shadows and the audience hadn't been blinded by the stage lights they'd have seen us easily.

I couldn't help but moan a bit when he slid into me, but we had to be quiet. We didn't know when our microphones would come on. The audio guy was new and had made a lot of mistakes the previous week. So my boyfriend covered my mouth with his hand.

He fucked me hard and fast, and it wasn't long before he came inside me. He pulled out and promised I'd get mine later. Then he left for his own position, taking my underwear with him.

I went on stage not long after with cum dripping down my thighs. He'd left a lot of it in me. It kept dripping through the entire play.

The show must go on