I had known Eric before all the glitz and glamour while he was just struggling to get more than just bit parts. We were a couple back then.

He had been my boyfriend for a couple years. I was young and wasn't looking for a commitment, but I stuck around because Eric was pretty "creative" when it came to sex with a bit of a fetish for role playing. Even in the bedroom, he was still the actor.

At first, I scoffed at his idea. An audition for the rapist, a major role in a possibly controver- sial movie and he wanted to rehearse with me. "So I can actually get a feel for what it's like to be a rapist and be more real." he said. "This is my big chance, the one that comes only once in a lifetime. You have to help me out." he pleaded.

I had to admit something about the idea of sex outside and in public did get something to stir within me. The idea that I could look up and see the sky while was I getting fucked. Sex like when it was done by cavemen, naturally. I wasn't an exhibitionist so really didn't want people watching. I just wanted the adrenaline rush of doing something wrong and the chance of getting caught no matter how remote. After thinking about all this, a possible sexual fantasy with a twist come true, I agreed.

The plan was simple. I walk around the park on Sunday, at 2:30 a.m., when there's no one around, wearing a very sex dress. I already had one in mind, a short loose flowing, almost sheer, spaghetti strap sun dress, a light violet with darker violet flower print. As to panties, "Surprise me." were his exact words. He wanted this to be realistic as possible without the violence. As to his part, all he told me was that he would be hiding and grab me from behind with a knife wearing a mask.

That Sunday night I started walking around the park in my matching violet stiletto heel pumps making a click-clock sound that seemed to echo. Eric had gone to the park an hour earlier because he didn't want me to have any clue to where he would be. He was really getting into his role.

After walking through the park for fifteen minutes, I was starting to get tired and thought about going home when he finally jumped me from behind. Even knowing it was him, I was still startled as he grabbed me and flashed a huge hunting knife in front of my face. I had never seen the knife before; the way the light reflected off the blade, I would have remembered it. Eric must have bought it to help add some realism. While dragging me backwards, in a deep husky voice that I had never heard before, "Do as I say bitch and I won't kill you." Eric was a better actor than I thought. I nodded my head as much as I could in com- pliance.

Reaching a grassing patch within the trees and bushes, he shoved me down to my knees, flashed the knife in front of my face again, and said in that same voice, "You're going to give me the best blow job you've ever given in your life bitch. And if I feel teeth I'm going to cut you in so many pieces it'll take them a million years to find all of you. Understand?"

While I muttered softly, "Uh huh." I could hear him undoing his pants. He circled around and presented a fully erect dick in front of my face. I took it with my right hand and started to stroke it bringing more precum to the tip, which I licked off. He placed both of his hands on my head as I sucked just the head for a bit before running my tongue in circles around it. Licking my lips, I swallowed a quarter of his dick and backed off slowly keeping a light grip around the shaft until I got back to the head where I would stop to suck before swallowing just a bit more and doing the same thing again until I had all of it in my mouth. As I moved his dick in and out of my mouth, I reached down with my free hand and started to rub myself under my dress and through my panties, this whole thing was making me crazy, I was so excited.

I had begun to finger myself inside my panties when I felt him tighten. He moved his hands to my forehead and pushed me away. I fell on my back and felt the cool dew drops soak into the back of my dress. He dropped to his knees between my parted, slightly bent legs and stuck the knife into the ground beside him, an arm's reach away. Sliding both hands up the outside of my legs, under my dress, around my hips, to my waist, he grabbed my panties, pulled them off toward him, lifting my legs, and threw them aside near the knife. He didn't even notice that they were his favorite, sheer white thongs.

With one hand he parted my legs as he crawled between them. In position and the bottom of the dress bunched around my waist, he shoved his dick into me and started to thrust in and out at an erratic pace, both slow and fast. I wrapped my legs around his waist to draw him closer on every in thrust, and my pussy not wanting to let go, forced my hips to follow every out thrust.

It didn't take long, a few minutes before I lost control and climaxed, shuddering with pleasure as I gripped my lover tighter who never stopped pumping. And as I relaxed, his body tightened and with one last thrust, he came in long shudders. He remained inside me and I felt each spasm and jerk of his dick fill me as he collapsed, forcing me to support his heavy frame. I laid there, his dick still in me, my ass wet from the grass, staring through the cover of the trees looking at a night sky with almost no stars.

I'm not sure when he finally got up; I had lost all track of time and wasn't paying attention to him. I did see him take his knife and wipe it on his pants before he left. I got up when I started to shiver, straightened myself as best I could, put my panties back on, and drove back home.

Eric was waiting for me as I got back home. "Where the fuck were you? I waited like forever for you."

He didn't get the part...

The End