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I have been trying so hard to break into the film industry that my boyfriend thinks I'm willing to sell my soul. Mark says that I'll end up having to sign mysterious contracts in blood.

Where does he get this stuff, you know?

I tried the accepted route, but was getting nowhere. I started looking through the newspaper. What I found there was exciting! I remember running to Mark and jumping around as I showed him. There were dozens of ads for auditions in the classifieds. All I got from him was an eyebrow.

"You know what those are?" He was shaking his head.

"Huh?" How could he know anything about them?

"Read the print there, Charlotte," he pointed. "See that one? 'Models. Nudity.'"

"Oh come on," I pouted. "They're not all like that!"

He was silent for a moment. "Sure, but make me a promise?"

"What?"

"Promise me you'll walk out if the audition turns into a sex audition."

I laughed. "Why, of course, silly."

I had an appointment for an audition! I mean, the very first one I called. I was asked if I had a problem with modeling in partial nudity or working with others for the audition.

So, they were up front on the phone and the man sounded really nice.

I was so happy and Mark seemed happy, too, but he reminded me of my promise. He wanted to make love the night before, but I told him that it could affect the audition if I was sore, or acted different.

The audition hall was a studio lot in a warehouse district. Lots of nice looking cars were parked around and the reception room inside was comfortable. I was handed some standard forms to fill out about my personal info and age. I had done these before on the few interviews I had been on.

I had made sure I came looking my best. I had my chestnut hair lightly curled with minimal make-up, in case they wanted to apply some. I was wearing my khaki shorts and white loose blouse. I hadn't worn a bra, because I expected to have to take my blouse off anyway.

Bruce, the producer, came into the reception room and shook my hand.

His hand was firm, but very soft. He made me feel right at home. He led me back into the audition studio and showed me the set. There was an overstuffed chair and a small bed with only a bright white mattress sheet.

He told me what I would be doing for the audition. I was to sit in the chair and answer some personal questions for the camera, and then do some modeling. Afterwards, he would have me do some partial nudity footage with another actor or two, depending on how good I performed.

And that was it.

I was anxious to get started and nervous. I was finally getting some interviews. I wondered if I could fit in more. I'd have to call all the other places when I got back to the apartment. I could load up and just blaze through them until I got a part. I'd even do the nude modeling, if it got me a part.

Bruce had me get up and do some modeling poses with the camera running. He would call out what he wanted me to do and seemed pleased that I was able to react to his instructions without hesitation.

"Beautiful legs, Charlotte," Bruce murmured. "Very nice."

I felt myself blush. What a nice compliment.

I went through many different poses, many suggestive. It was all part of the biz, you know? He had me finally remove my top. I had wondered when that was coming, and I had prepared myself. I tried to remove it as smoothly as possible with no hesitation.

"Wonderful!" Bruce smiled. "You're all natural."

Why did he have to bring that up? I knew I wasn't sporting the kind of tits men wanted to see. He must have seen the look on my face.

"No, don't take that wrong. I love your boobs. Natural ones are so much better than fake ones, in my opinion." He smiled. "I hope that doesn't embarrass you."

With relief, I sighed. "No, and thank you."

Bruce called back over his shoulder to some of the crew behind him. "Johnny, come give us a hand here."

I was directed to go through some poses with Johnny, a tall bodybuilder with a sculpted figure. I almost felt like a lump next to him.

"Charlotte, you don't mind showing us your ability to pose with a male actor, do you?"

Bruce made sure I was okay with everything.

There was no way I was going to ruin my chances. I had to show that I was willing to go as far as any sex scene I had seen in any movie.

Hopefully, they wouldn't require me to be totally nude and fake a sex scene with a nude guy, but if it came to that, wouldn't I have to go through with it? What if I froze up on Mel

or Leonardo? I had to show them my resolve and easy ability to work with what I was given. This was as much for Leonardo, as for me. "Of course not, I'm ready."

I had assumed that I might get touched, so I was prepared for it when it happened. I didn't even bat an eyelash when Johnny touched my arms. We moved and posed for the camera and when Johnny was directed to touch my breasts, I was ready for that too.

His hands slid over my breasts and the tickle on my nipples rippled through me. I almost flinched and laughed, but instead turned it into a bright smile.

"There you go, Charlotte!" Bruce was smiling, too.

I felt so good and at ease. This was going well.

"Barry? Get in here for the glamor trio." Bruce waved.

A tall black man walked onto the set and smiled at me. He had an open face with an easy smile and bright eyes. I've never looked at a black man that way, but he was handsome if I had to judge.

I was told to take off the shirts of the two men for the camera.

Johhny's came off first. His chest was overbuilt and hairless. It was nice to touch when I was told to. Barry's was next, and his chest was more defined while being smaller, more in proportion.

A few poses of us standing sandwiched like seen in many magazines were done, and then Bruce had more questions for me.

"We'd like to see how you react to nudity while not being nude yourself. Do you have a problem with full nudity?"

"Me nude?"

"No, do you have a problem with undressing Johnny and Barry and them being nude?"

Bruce tilted his head at me in a considering look.

"No problem; just undress them the rest of the way and let's see how you do."

His words rang in my head. This was all a test. Everything. I was going to pass the test, no matter what. I squatted and unzipped Barry's pants. I froze for the briefest moment when I unzipped and pulled down his pants a little. He wasn't wearing any underwear and my face was just a foot away from his cock.

Wow. I was just a little shocked, but tried to make it look like I was just looking at it. I slid his pants down and he stepped out of them. I tried not to look, but then realized that not looking would look bad. So I made sure I looked at it. It was a little large like it was half hard. Oh well, at least it wasn't me standing there slightly turned on. Maybe he liked my boobs.

Would Leonardo like my boobs and be half hard? I smiled.

"Nice, Charlotte, nice," Bruce had seen my smile.

I turned and undressed Johnny, too. His cock was softer, but it looked really wide. I absently wondered what it looked like hard.

Bruce had us do some more poses again where they were hugging me and dancing. I could feel both of them through my thin shorts.

"Charlotte, you're doing great," Bruce said. "Would you mind it if we skipped a second audition and just tested you all in one? You have wonderful potential."

My heart jumped. My pulse raced as I tried not to jump and bubble at his words. "Sure, whatever you think!"

"Great! I have a feeling this is going to be a promising session."

Bruce grinned hugely at me.

His enthusiasm washed away all fears, although, to be honest, I wasn't fearing anything.

Rather, I was nervous that they might not like me. His words did away with that.

"What I'd like you to do, Charlotte, is do a slow dance with your hands over your head as Johnny removes your shorts."

I guess that meant the second audition required my full nudity. I had to expect that somewhere along the line. Otherwise, how would they know whether a body-double was needed? This was obviously an audition for a non-speaking part, because there were no scripts to read off of and all the camera work was visual impressions of me. Which all meant, I was auditioning for an eye-candy part.

My boyfriend thinks I can't connect two dots.

I raised my arms and did a slow twirl as they undid my shorts. Johnny slid them down and eyed my panties. His smile was natural. Guys. They just couldn't keep their minds on work.

Barry slid my panties down and I stepped out of them. Bruce had the three of us repeat the hug, with me sandwiched between the two naked men. I was amazed at my calm.

Surely they could see my professionalism. Even with Barry's cock nestled in my ass cheeks and Johnny's rubbing on my mound, I was nothing but smiles.

I might have to do stuff like this in any movie I played in; Mark just didn't understand that. Just because I did a nude scene doesn't mean I'm in love with the actor. However, I didn't think I would be able to tell my boyfriend later tonight that I had done this.

"Charlotte? I'd like to see how you react to touching? Would you handle both Johnny and Barry for me?"

Wow, touching. You usually don't see the actress touching the man, except his butt.

Usually the actor touches the actress. I didn't mind having my ass and tits fondled on camera, I could pass it off. But...

No, I better not show I had any reservations. Camera sex was all faked, anyway. I gingerly took hold of Barry and Johnny as they turned to me. I tried to look natural. That didn't work, so I imagined that I was grabbing Mark. That worked. Of course, the natural course of my imagination took over and I stroked both for the camera.

"Excellent, Charlotte!" Bruce clapped. "You're a natural!"

I beamed at the camera and Bruce as I stroked the two naked men to my sides. It was a little awkward, though, reaching partly down to stroke, so I squatted down. I stroked their cocks at eye level and smiled. Both men had very nice looking cocks, although Johnny's was almost funny, it was so wide. Being able to stroke off two men and knowing I didn't have to finish them was fun. I kept imagining each guy was Mark and gave them some really good hand jobs.

"Okay, let's see how you react to being touched."

I didn't know what to say. Johnny pulled me up as I let go of their very hard cocks.

Johnny smiled at me and tenderly placed his hand on my mound. I shivered at the touch.

It was so light that it tickled.

Barry's hands came from behind me and cupped my breasts.

Electric arcs jolted me from my nipples to my clit. I go nuts over the right kind of tittle play, and Barry was doing it just right. My head got a little light and I leaned back to keep from looking like a dizzy dork on camera. Barry leaned me against his chest and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. Johnny's fingers slowly worked over my mound as he knelt in front of me. I really tried to keep my concentration on the camera, but it just felt way too good!

"Beautiful!" Bruce encouraged me.

I guess I was doing okay, even if I was having trouble.

Johnny's finger slid along my lips and a moan escaped me. I don't know where that came from! I blushed furiously. Barry's hands were light feathers of pleasure on my tits and his warm chest felt good on my back.

"Flow with it, girl!" Bruce called out. "Let's see what you can do."

I was trying to breathe steady, but Barry's hands and Johnny's finger were chasing pleasure back and forth on my body. My hips undulated once in a long, sinuous move that brought murmurs of approval from not only Bruce, but Barry and Johnny, also.

When I felt the wet touch of Johnny's tongue on my clit, my body convulsed in a ripple of pleasure and gasping. My eyes flew open and I clawed at Johnny's head. Was he supposed to do that? I looked over at Bruce, and he held up an okay sign with his fingers. He nodded to back it up.

Up and down my clit ran a scorching fire of ecstasy. Barry kissed my neck as his hands worked over my nipples in little circles and light pinches. I gasped faster and harder.

Oh shit, I was going to come. How embarrassing.

Bruce must have sensed it. "Do you think we could get an orgasm shot from you, or is that too much?"

The orgasm was already starting. The waves crashed higher and higher as I looked over at Bruce. "Uhnh... uhhh... ye...uhh... yesss..."

My hips shoved hard against Johnny's tongue and I moaned out in orgasmic relief. I tried to keep it low, subdued. My whole body shook with the effort of trying to hold it in. I was amazed that two strangers could do this to me. I hoped it didn't hurt their impression of me.

My eyes tried to focus as Barry held me against him. Johnny stood up and gently planted a kiss on me. I kissed him back, smoothly imagining that it was Mark kissing me.

The kiss was very nice for being faked, and Johnny made it all the more realistic by pressing his hard cock between my legs. It nestled there, angled down against my clit.

My thighs opened and closed against it, giving it a slight massage as I might if Mark was there. It was okay if I teased him, wasn't it? It would look good on the camera, anyway.

Johnny moved me over to the bed and I gratefully sank down onto it.

My legs were shaking. Barry was on one side of me and Johhny on the other. Barry took his turn at my mound with his tongue. Oh my gosh, I have to embarrass myself again?

There was no way I could hold back a second orgasm. They always came harder.

Johnny kissed me and licked my tits as I got tongued by Barry.

Stars swam in my eyes and my breathing grew ragged again. I'm not sure how or why or if Bruce had said anything, but Johnny's cock was suddenly in my face. I gripped it and imagined Mark as I sucked him down my throat.

I could hear Bruce clapping and encouraging me. I simply can not tell Mark about this.

Obviously, some of the sex scenes are not faked if this was a necessary part of any scene. I was determined to show how professional I was. I just hoped they didn't see that I was really turned on. Shit, no way could I tell Mark.

When Johnny moved back and removed his cock from my mouth, I was relieved.

Hmm. I felt relief? Well, it must have been the guilt of wanting to withhold this from Mark, and maybe because I had done well and didn't have to do it anymore for the audition. Just maybe, too, I was enjoying it too much.

Barry moved up to my other side and his cock tapped my cheek. Oh shit. I was being tested on Barry, too? If I balked, they might think I am a racist or something. I gripped his cock as I quickly thought through it. Johnny moved between my legs and put his tongue back on me. I moaned and bucked my hips. Knowing that I was being watched, I put aside my thoughts and sucked Barry's cock into my mouth. It was easier to suck, not being so wide.

Closing my eyes, I imagined Mark's cock and sucked with more vigor.

"Yeah," Barry moaned.

"I love you, Charlotte," Bruce said with enthusiasm. "Go with it."

The pleasure from Johnny's tongue dulled my senses. He pulled back and I actually felt disappointed. But then he was back. I sucked harder on Barry until I realized that Johnny wasn't pushing his tongue into me. Whatever that was, it was far too wide and hard. I raised my hips up in my delirium and looked down. Johnny was sitting on his shins, his fat cock touching my super wet pussy.

Oh...

"You're doing great, Charlotte," Bruce called out. "Don't stop now."

Johnny smiled down at me and pushed forward. His cock pushed at my opening. Was he going to push it in, or was this just part of the camera fakery? I wasn't sure, so I played along. I raised my hips and bucked my aching pussy up at him. Mark would freak if he saw this.

I'll need to fuck him good tonight, for sure. There was no way I'd be able to sleep being so hot and needy all day. I gasped raggedly, trying feverishly to allow his cock to scratch my itch.

Johnny's cock popped into my lips down there. Oh shit, the head of his cock was inside me. Barry slapped my cheek again and I sucked him down while I was trying to sort through all this. Barry stroked my hair and tits. His hands sent jolts from my nipples down to my aching pussy. I really needed to be fucked, this was maddening. If I made it through this, I could make it through any audition.

Johnny's cock stretched my pussy wide open. Damn, he wasn't wearing a condom, either, but it felt so good. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Johnny gave a strong push and my back squirmed as his cock stretched me out. He grunted with the effort and pulled back, allowing my pussy lips to adjust around his pole.

"Uuhhnn..." My voice escaped me as I released Barry's cock and pulled on Johnny's hips to help him enter me. Shit, I couldn't be bothered to think through this. I needed to be fucked. I groaned out loud as I slowly stretched and took in Johnny's wide cock.

I could hear everyone murmuring approval. I was doing good.

Johnny rested his hips against mine and I realized I had fit it all in me. Wow. I was really doing this. I kept gripping Johnny's hips as he began thrusting. I felt so full, I thought I would rip. But at the same time, I felt like that insistent itch was getting scratched. I fucked Johnny back as he grunted on me. I let go and got into the fuck, thinking that they wouldn't know that I wasn't acting for the camera. The itch was demanding, and I was going to take advantage of the situation to get it scratched.

When he pulled out, I wanted to cry. I suddenly felt alone for a brief instant. I needed him back in me. But he knelt by me as Barry pulled me up. What was going on? Barry

laid down and pulled me over to him, motioning to his erect cock. Johnny helped me straddle the slender black waist.

Oh.

I gripped Barry's cock and rubbed it over my clit. That felt so good, so nasty. Barry's hips pushed up and the head pushed at my stretched opening.

Yeah, good idea. Let's just refill that very wet hole.

I sank down on his long black cock and felt it slide into me so smoothly. Johnny had stretched me out, so Barry's cock felt a lot better. I fucked up and down on him. Johnny stuck his cock near me and I gripped it, stroking while I rode hard on Barry. I rotated my hips down onto the handsome black man and the cheers in the studio sounded great.

I was getting a very bad itch taken care of. I could never admit this to anyone, ever. I wasn't a whore, and hoped I wouldn't feel like one after. Was all this part of the audition? Probably not. We probably all lost control and just went at it. I wondered how many other auditions spun out of control?

Barry pushed me off and rolled me onto my back. He crawled between my legs and gently slid his cock back into me.

"Ohhhhh... yessss..." That came from me? Wow, I wasn't even aware I was making so much noise.

Barry hit bottom and I wrapped my legs around his hips. I didn't want him to stop fucking me. Johnny slapped my cheek with his cock and I turned to suck it in. The sensation of a cock sliding in and out of my pussy and one sliding in and out of my mouth was weird. Very different, and although I knew I shouldn't be doing this, it was interesting. Yes, it felt good, too. In the back of my head, though, I felt the shame of feeling pleasure for such a lewd act. I felt guilty for enjoying it.

Barry stroked faster in me and his muscles started to clench. Shit!

Was he going to come? He wasn't wearing a condom! Barry cried out and I felt the first squirts of sperm enter way up inside me. He pulled out slowly as he jerked. His cock came out and it was still squirting. Long thin ropes of sperm rhythmically shot out of his cock onto my belly, and then he just slid it back into me while he was still squirting. More sperm flooded into me.

"Mmmm yesss..." That was me again? I felt like such a whore. Did whores always feel this good? I realized I didn't care if he fucked me, if he filled me with a gallon of sperm.

Johnny grunted suddenly when he saw Barry squirting sperm all over me and his cock erupted in my mouth a few seconds later. I tried to swallow it all, but I wasn't very good at it. Sperm bubbled up and out of my lips.

Gah, what a mess. There was sperm everywhere. But the whole studio was cheering wildly.

I'm not sure what the outcome of all that was. According to a copy of the papers I had signed, if my audition was used for production, I would be receiving a check. Apparently, it was a casting couch audition, a sex show, and I just went right along with it all. The papers even mention the possibility of further work, but I'm not sure how to approach that. There's no way I could tell Mark about any of it. Having now done one already, was there any reason not to do another?

Yeah, I went home that night and fucked my hubbie. I still had Barry's sperm leaking out of me and Mark asked me what had got me so excited.

I just told him I needed to be fucked.

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