So like, I was up for this part in a triple X rated video, ya know? The money sounded great, like about 18 times what I make all year waitressing, just for two days of shooting. So I'm like, real jazzed about that! I couldn't even fuckin' BELIEVE when they called me and told me I actually got the part! Like, the goddamned lead role and all, my first time out! Fan damn fuckin' tastic! I'm like, hangin' up the photo and jumpin' up and down with joy, so fuckin' excited that I got the fuckin' job, that I practically come in my panties, ya know?
And then, like, my agent showed me photos of the guy I'd be shooting with. A real handsome hunk, smoldering good looks, Latin, sort of the Antonio Banderas type, ya know? And hung! My God, like a damned horse, ya know? I figured, hell, I'm gonna really enjoy wrappin' my mouth around that cock, all nice and long and thick, just the way I like 'em! And in the photos, he's goddamned hard as a frickin' steel pipe, ya know? I mean, it was like, "They're letting me do this hot stud, AND they're fuckin' payin' me that damned much money to do it, too?" I mean, it was like I'd won the goddmaned lottery or sumpin, I couldn't freakin' believe my good luck, ya know?
So like, first they call me in and tell me I got the part, and then they're all like, I've gotta freakin' audition for the part first. And like, then they tell me I don't even fuckin' get to audition with my hot hunk of a co-star, ya know? Like, this is really startin' to piss me off, ya know? Cuz like, I'm a wopman, I have needs like anyone else, and, like, I was really, REALLY lookin' forward to suckin on all that lovely man-meat, and gettin' paid a small fortune to do it! So then I figure the producer's probably this fat, bald guy who hasn't gotten laid since, like, never, and he probably figures he can get to bang me if I want the part bad enough.
So I figure I'll give this shmuck producer a real case of blue balls, ya know? Like, tease the hell out of him, and when he makes a move on me, tell him like, no goddamned way, you ain't gettin a piece of my ass baby!" So I show up in like a silver bra, silver wrap-around miniskirt, and the highest damned silver platform heels I can find. My whole outfit is, like, so bright and sparkly, it's like, there's no goddamned way the producer ain't gonna freakin' notice me or sumpin', ya know? I figure to knock this sleazoid producer's eyes out, and get his puny little dick as hard, I guess, as this sleaze can ever get.
But like, when I get to the audition, it's not that way at all. They are real nice to me now, and they're all like, "We just want you to go through the scene, show us that you'll be comfortable with your lines and your action first, before we bring out your costar and start shooting. We gotta do it all on one take. Our budget doesn't allow reshooting." So like, I'm cool with that, and I calm down and relax. I mean, like, I'm supposed to be a profesional here, fer crissakes.
I guess like all of these porno videos, what passes for a plot makes absolutely no goddamned sense, ya know? Like, in the first scene, they have me standing facing a damned wall with a cheap piece of green paper taped to it, and they tell me to put my left foot up in the air. I mean, like, whassup with that, ya know?
But then they tell me when they shoot the scene for real, it will be an old-west saloon, the green paper will be a mirror behind the bar, and I'll be a hard-drinkin' dance-hall girl, puttin' my foot up on the bar rail, orderin' a whiskey between dances, ya know? Well, I guess that kinda sorta makes sense, so I do the scene like they tell me. "Cut!" The director yells. "Perfect," he says. "You're beautiful, babe!"
So then, like, he has me put my hand up on the green paper that's supposed to be a mirror, and I'm wondering like, what the hell is he having me do that for? So he explains that I see this hunk, my costar, approaching the bar, reflected in the mirror. And like, I'm supposed ta put my hand to the mirror, right where there's a reflection of his mouth, like I'm daydremin' that he's kissin' my fingertips or sumpin'. I'm supposed ta take in a sharp breath, and my heart starts to beat faster, as my costar approaches. So I figure, hell, I can do that. Having seen this guy's picture, it's like, when we shoot this scene for real, my heart probably will start to pound in my ears the first time I see this hot stud's reflection in the mirror. And it's like, I won't even have to fuckin' act, ya know?
So next the director tells me my costar's role is the sheriff. As he approaches the bar, he's gonna yell at this outlaw, "Reach for the sky!" Only I'm a little bit drunk, so I think he's talkin' to me, so I drop to my knees and raise my hands in the air.
So like, I do this, and when I'm on my knees, I surpise the hell out of the director, cuz my little silver skirt rides up and shows off my whole naked ass. "That's great!" he yells out enthusiastically. "Your costar is gonna love this! Is it OK with you if I have him rub his pistol between your ass cheeks in this shot?"
I shrug. "As long as the pistol's not cold when he does it." Then I grin lustily, "Of course, I'd be a whole fuckin' lot happier of you have him rubbin'something else against my ass! Rowr!" I giggle.
"That'll be in the next scene," the producer promises me, and like, already I can feel my panties dampenin' just a little, just thinkin' about takin' my hot costar's goddamned huge love pistol up my ass! And I'm all like, "I can hardly fuckin' wait now! Rowr!"
"Looks like someone's getting horny already!" the producer laughs.
"You're goddamned right!" I laugh, relaxin' into the moment now. It's like, hey, this producer's actually kinda cool. And it's like, I love his sense of humor, too, ya know? And he ain't even half bad lookin', either! I mean, he's no match for my costar. But he's cute enough that if he asked me to, I just might bang him. Sure, why the hell not?
Then, like, I'm still smilin' and havin' a great old time, when the producer has me go over to this ladder and kneel down next to it, and wrap my hands around it. "Your costar's almost 7 feet tall. So pretend this tall ladder is his legs."
"Is he, umm, proportionate?" I giggle. "And do I get to wrap my hands around that, too?"
The idea of wrappin' my hand around, umm, Mister Johnson, has got me so in la-la land now, that my left hand slips off the ladder, and I fall on my knees. It doesn't hurt, and I just start laughin' even harder, now, ya know"
"You really do enjoy your work, don't you?" the producer smiles.
I suddenly realize now that when I slipped, I knocked my goddamned contact lense out. So I'm like, crawlin' around on my hands and knees on the floor, lookin' for my contact lense, and the producer's like laughin' his fuckin' ass off, and his laughter is like fuckin' contagious or sumpin', and soon he has me laughin' even harder than before, too.
"You look like you're trying to get it doggy style now!" he laughs.
"Oh, Mister Sheriff!" I laugh, in character, tremblin' in mock fear now. "Oh please don't fuck me in the ass!"
"That is the least convincing acting I've ever heard!" the producer laughs. "You really like doggy style, don't you?"
"Guilty as charged!" I laugh.
"Uh!" the producer laughs. "She pled guilty. Better slap the cuffs on her, sheriff!"
"Oh please," I laugh. "And spank me, too?"
By now, I'm laughing so damned hard, I fall flat on my ass, and my legs fly open.
"Nice panties!" the producer grins. And I laugh even harder now. I didn't expect it, ya know? But I'm actually havin' a fuckin' great time in this audition now!
So I sit up straight now, ya know, proudly jutting my big round breasts out in front a me. "You say this ladder's supposed ta be the sheriff's legs, right? So hows about we sit at a table in the saloon, sharin' a drink, and I sexily run my foot up and down his leg, like this!"
So the producer starts makin' this strange kinda like a strangling noise, ya know? And I'm thinkin' like he's chokin' ta death or sumpin'. But then I see this goddamned huge bulge creepin' up the front of his pants, ya know? And I realize my palyfulness is turning him on like beyond belief, ya know? I look down at myself, my black bra and my cleavage very visible, my tiny skirt way up, showin' off my thighs like all the way up to my tiny little panties, and I think, no wonder I'm turnin' this guy on!
I decide ta really have fun with this producer guy now, so I'm all like rubbin' my feet all over the ladder that supposed ta be the sheriff's long legs, and softly moanin' like I really, really need ta get fucked hard now, ya know? And that wasn't all that goddamned far from the truth, either! I mean, like, watchin' the producer get horny, and knowin' that I was the one doin' that to him, was startin' to turn me on now, too!
So the producer's like really noticin' my gaze locked on his crotch now, and he's all like, "If you finish this scene on time, I'll let you have a taste of this." That makes me laugh again, and he's all like, "If you can smile like that in this scene, this video's gonna be a real porn classic."
And I'm all like, "I've seen how goddamned big my costar's cock is. Believe me, I will be smilin' like this when we shoot this scene!"
So now I climb like halfway up the ladder, and the producer asks me what the hell I'm doin' now. "I figure this bar girl wants this sheriff so much by now, she just climbs up on him, shoves him hard up against the wall, wraps her legs around his waist, and sinks her sizzlin' hot little twat down over him, ya know?" The whole damned time I'm describin' how I see this scene, I'm wrestlin' my black bra out of my top, and the producer's eyes are like bulgin' out of his head, like he cannot believe how sexily I'm gettin' out of my bra now. I toss my bra over the top of the ladder, explainin' like how I'm wrappin' my bra around the sheriff's neck and usin' it to pull him in closer, for a hungry, passionate kiss, with lots and lots a tongue now, ya know?
And the proiducer guy's all like makin' that same weird strangling, choking kinda noise again. And I look over at him, and the tent in his pants is throbbin' like 90 times a second now, ya know? And my pussy's gettin' like wetter and wetter by the second, just watchin' his trosuer bulge now.
So now I'm like up on this ladder, pretendin' I'm ridin' the sheriff's huge pipe of a cock while we're both standin' up, and my nipples are achin' so hard, I just gotta take my top off. And I'm all like pinchin' the hell out of my nipples, cuz they're like already hard as hell!
So then the producers's all like, "Drop your hand! Ya gotta let the audience see those big, hard nipples of yours, darlin'!"
And I'm all like, "You don't give a flyin' fuck about the audience! You just wanna get a cheap glimpse of my titties!"
"You're goddamned right!" he laughs. So I oblige him, showin' him my tits and watchin' his huge dick growin' even bigger and harder in his pants.
"I suppose you want my skirt off next?" I laugh, teasing him with my hands on the knot at the side, that holds my skirt on, and I'm all like pretendin' I'm about to take my skirt off, while enjoyin' how my playful teasin' is turnin' him on so damned much now!
"Well," he laughs. "You can't fuck the sheriff with your skirt on!" He had a good point, so I starrted untyin' the side of my skirt.
I yanked my skirt off, laughin' "Ta da!"
And he's once more makin' that weird stranglin' noise, which by now I recognize as a sign that he's gettin' hornier and hornier. "Nice panties!" he coraks hoarsely.
So I climb back up the ladder, like I'm wrappin my legs around the sheriff's waist again, and grindin' my panties into his crotch. I thrust my ass out behind me, and I start rubbin' my ass cheeks, and I'm like moanin' and stuff now, ya know?"
And in that same hoarse, stranglin', horny croak of his, the producer's all like groanin' now, "Nice ass!"
And I start thrustin' my ass even further back, spreadin' my ass cheeks open. And it's me who's groanin' now! "An ass that really, really needs to be FUCKED now!"
Still tryin' to act like he's in charge, and like he's the producer, this guy croaks an order for me to "Take off your panties!" I give him a mock salute, slip down pantiless onto the floor, and flash him a view straight up my wide open, very wet, and very horny pussy now. He again makes that weird stranglin' noise, and he groans "Your pussy is so damned beautiful!"
"It would be even more beautiful if it were stuffed full of cock right now!" I moan lustily. "I'm showin' you mine. So when the hell are you goin' ta show me yours!"
He unzips, and the longest, thickest hard-on I've ever seen in my life plops out of his fly now. My eyes are all like gettin' big and wide, and I lick my lips hungrily. I get down on my hands and knees on the floor, showin' him my ass and just a hint of my pussy between my ass cheeks.
So I'm all like yellin' "Give it to me doggy style!"
"Woof, woof!" he laughs, as he finally slips his huge cock into my achingly-horny pussy from behind, and I coo contentedly, to finally have my hungry pussy stretched around a steel-hard pipe of a cock now.
I forgot all about the movie and my well-hung costar now, as this studly producer banged the hell out of my tight little pussy from behind now. And I'm all like, "If the auditions are this hot, what must the actual movie set be like? I think I'm really gonna enjoy workin' in the porn business!" I laugh, between purring moans of contentment and delight, as the well-hung producer thrusts and throbs his way in and out of me.
I thought about all the money I would make as a porn star, all the wonderful hard cocks I would get to suck and to ride (like the massive hard-on that was bangin' the hell out of my ass right now), and once more, I felt like I had just won the fuckin' lottery!