Natural College Girl Abby Lane with pierced Nipples Pickup

The sun beat down on Abby Lane as she strode along the college campus sidewalk, her pert breasts jiggling slightly beneath the thin fabric of her tank top with each step. The 19-year-old freshman sighed, swiping at a bead of sweat on her brow. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail, an attempt to keep cool in the early June heat.

Lost in thought as she approached the arts building, Abby didn’t notice the older man leaning against the brick wall nearby, smoking a cigarette and flipping through a stack of papers. Brad, 32 and a casting director for an up-and-coming Hollywood production company, looked up just in time to see the stunning brunette literally come into his view. His eyes roved over her petite frame appreciatively before landing on her chest, where he noticed two distinct piercings peeking out from under the tight white fabric.

Recognizing her from street casting calls he had put out, Brad stubbed out his cigarette and approached Abby with renewed purpose. “Hey there little lady, can I have a sec of your time?” He flashed a too-slick smile.

Abby stopped and turned, squinting at the stranger. “Um, yeah, I guess so. What’s up?”

Brad brandished the papers, his chiseled jaw glinting in the sunlight. “I’m looking to cast for a new movie, and I think you might just be perfect. I saw you around campus and was specifically hoping to find a girl like you.” His roving eyes flicked down to her breasts again.

Abby crossed her arms defensively, feeling suddenly exposed. “A girl like me? What do you mean by that exactly?”

“Well, I was impressed by your…assets. Attractive girls with unique, uh, ‘accessories’ are exactly what we’re looking for.” He nodded meaningfully at her chest.

She looked down, blushing as she realized what he was referring to. “You mean my nipple piercings? Dude, I’m not just gonna flash a stranger on the street! Get a life.”

Brad chuckled. “No no, that’s not what I meant! I promise, no one wants to see that in real life as much as on camera.” He winked.
Abby sputtered, outraged. “How dare you! Can’t you see I’m a college student just trying to get to class? Leave me alone, creeper.”

She turned on her heel to leave, but Brad rushed to block her path, his arm against the building. “Now wait just a minute, I’m offering you a fantastic opportunity here! Money, fame, the full casting call experience. Don’t you want to give it a shot?” He looked at her intensely, a challenging gleam in his eye.

Abby hesitated, biting her lip. Deep down, the chance to be a star had always held appeal. Maybe this was her big break? She glanced back at Brad, his broad shoulders and confident demeanor giving her pause. Against her better judgment, she felt herself entertaining the idea…

“Okay,” she said quietly. “I’ll do it. Show me this casting call.”

Brad grinned triumphantly. “There’s a good girl. Follow me.”

He led her around the side of the building to a secluded alcove. Abby hung back nervously as he opened a door marked Maintenance Access and gestured for her to enter. Swallowing her unease, she stepped inside.

It was dimly lit but absolutely packed with all manner of adult toys and novelties, bondage ropes and spreader bars, various-sized dildos and vibrators littering the small space. A camera on a tripod sat in the corner, red record light blinking.

“W-what is this place?” Abby stammered, eyes wide as she took it all in.

“This,” Brad said, stepping close to her, “is where you’ll prove you have the…stamina to be our star. If you can show us you can handle intense sexual activity for the camera, the role is yours.” His hand landed possessively on her hip as he pressed against her from behind.

Abby shivered, not entirely from fear. “I’ve never done anything like this before,” she admitted.

“We’ll be gentle,” he assured her, his thick bulge now grazing her ass through his jeans as if to push the truth of his words. “The things will do the work. All you have to do is lay back and enjoy the ride.”

Nervously, Abby nodded. She would give this a try. After all, she was an adventurous girl at heart.

Brad grinned, already reaching for his belt buckle. “Choose your pleasure,” he said, gesturing to the colorful rows of silicone cocks strewn about. “I’ll wear out the camera lens on your nubile body.”