CLASSY GIRL GETS FUCKED BY AGENT AT CATING AUDITION

Title: “Classy Girl Takes a Walk on the Wild Side at Her Modeling Audition”

The camera zooms in on a nervous but exciting young woman, Liz, as she enters the dimly lit backroom of a prestigious modeling agency. She’s not your average wannabe model – with her polite demeanor, conservative attire, and innocent face, Liz exudes an air of class and sophistication that’s rare in these cutthroat casting call environments. But today, she’s determined to push her boundaries and land her first big break.

“Good afternoon, Ms. Johnson,” greets the gruff, middle-aged agent behind the desk. “I’mmr. Daniels, head of our casting department. Please, have a seat.”

Liz thanks him and sits down, crossing her long, slender legs. She fidgets with the hem of her modest pencil skirt, feeling rather exposed in this intimate setting. Mr. Daniels eyes her up and down appraisingly.

“So, tell me a bit about yourself, Liz,” he begins, “What makes you think you have what it takes to be a model?”

Liz clears her throat, determined to project confidence. “Well, sir, I’ve always dreamed of being a model. Growing up, I did some local fashion shows and was in my school’s yearbook. I think my look appeals to a more mature audience. And I’m willing to work hard to succeed.”

Mr. Daniels nods and scribbles a few notes. “Mmhm, and how far are you willing to go to make it in this business, doll?”

Liz shifts uncomfortably in her seat at his loaded question. “I… I’m not sure what you mean, Mr. Daniels. I’ll do whatever it takes to get the job done, within reason, of course.”

The older man chuckles darkly and leans back in his chair. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean, sweetheart. The modeling industry can be a cutthroat place. Lots of hungry young things willing to do whatever it takes to land a contract. Prove to me that you’re one of them.”

Liz gulps, realizing the derailed direction this audition is taking. Her logical mind screams at her to leave, but her unexpected curiosity and arousal are pulling her deeper into this rabbit hole. Swallowing her pride, she uncrosses her legs and slowly hikes up her skirt.

“Is this what you had in mind, sir?” Liz asks breathlessly, revealing her creamy thighs inch by inch.

Mr. Daniels nods approvingly, his eyes glued to her exposed flesh. “Keep going, darling. Let’s see if you’ve got the goods to back up your big talk.”

With shaking hands, Liz stands up and slowly unbuttons her conservative blouse, shrugging it off to reveal a simple nude bra. Her pert breasts strain against the undergarment as she unhooks it and lets it fall to the ground. Feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment, she reaches back and unzips her skirt, letting the fabric pool at her feet.

Suddenly shy, Liz peeks up at the agent through her long lashes, eager for his approval. “Do you think I have potential, Mr. Daniels?”

He licks his lips, eyes roaming hungrily over her near-nude body. “Oh, I do believe you do, sweetness. But we’re just getting started. Come sit on my lap.”

Liz hesitates only a moment before obeying his command. Straddling his broad thighs, she can feel his prominent erection pressing against her sensitive core. She tries to stifle a breathy moan.

“Now, I’m going to need you to put that pretty mouth of yours to work,” Mr. Daniels growls, unfastening his pants. “Show me what you can do with that tongue.”

With a deep breath, Liz slides off his lap and kneels between his legs. She grasps his straining cock, stroking it gently as she leans forward and presses her lips to the tip. The salty taste is new and overwhelming, but her inhibitions are starting to fade. She takes him into her mouth, inch by inch, until his cockhead hits the back of her throat.

“Jesus,” Mr. Daniels grunts, tangling his fingers in her hair. “That’s it, baby. Milk my cock with that tight little mouth of yours.”

Liz picks up the pace, bobbing her head up and down his impressive length, just like in all those naughty college videos she used to watch in secret. She varies her pressure and uses her tongue, worshipping his manhood with a strong thirst for pleasure that she didn’t know she had.

“Fuck, you’re a natural,” Mr. Daniels praises, balls tightening with impending release. “I’m gonna cum. Swallow it all down like a good girl.”

With a guttural moan, he explodes into her mouth, his hot seed spurting onto her waiting tongue. Liz gulps it down greedily, feeling a strange sense of pride and accomplishment. She has never been so dirty, so wanton.

After a moment of heavy panting, Mr. Daniels helps Liz to her feet, tucking himself back into his pants. He grabs a business card from his desk and hands it to her with a wink.

“Congratulations, sweetness. You’ve landed the job. Give me a call if you ever need a little… application process refreshment.”

Liz just nods, still reeling from her feeling of euphoria. She gathers her clothes and scampers out the back door, her mind swimming with all the dirty possibilities her new career could hold. Her photography and acting careers are about to go next-level.