German crossdresser goes to the casting with his wife

The Casting Call

It was a scorching summer’s day in Berlin as Jürgen decided to chance his luck and try out for an adult film. His wife, Eva, was supportive and offered to accompany him to the casting call, despite her reservations about the entire concept.

As they entered the seedy building in the industrial part of town, Eva couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anxiety. She had always been a private person, and the idea of her husband potentially engaged in sexual acts on camera made her tremendously uncomfortable.

At the reception, a busty blonde receptionist greeted them warmly, eyeing Jürgen up and down with a flirtatious grin. “You’re here for the porno casting, ja?” she asked in a thick German accent. “Please, take a seat. The director will see you shortly.”

As they sat in the cramped waiting room, Eva couldn’t help but notice the loud moans and cries of passion emanating from behind one of the doors. Her face flushed with embarrassment as she tried to block out the lewd sounds.

After what felt like an eternity, the director called them in. Herr Fischer was a portly, middle-aged man with a thick moustache and an uncomfortable leer in his eyes. He gestured for them to take a seat on an ornate chaise lounge.

“Danke for coming today,” Herr Fischer said in a gravelly voice. “I’m always looking for fresh talent to spice up my films.”

He turned his attention to Eva, his eyes hungrily roaming over her voluptuous figure. “Tell me about yourselves,” he urged, leaning forward.

Jürgen cleared his throat nervously. “Well, um, I’m a mechanic. I’ve always been… curious about this line of work. Thought I’d give it a try.”

Herr Fischer nodded, stroking his moustache thoughtfully. “And what about you, mein schatz? Are you supportive of your husband’s…endeavors?”

Eva shifted uncomfortably on the chaise, her cheeks flushing pink. “I…y-yes, I suppose so. It’s just a bit daunting, ya know?”

The director laughed, a deep, rumbling sound. “But of course! It’s only natural to feel a bit shy at first. But I have a feeling you two have what it takes to make it in this business.”

He stood up abruptly and began to circle them like a shark scenting blood. “You have such…stunning features. A rare combination of beauty and grace. I simply must have you both.”

Eva’s eyes widened in shock. She opened her mouth to protest, but found the words stuck in her throat. She glanced at Jürgen, who looked equally uncertain.

“B-but Herr Director,” Eva stammered, “I’m not sure I’m cut out for this kind of thing. It’s all so new and foreign to me…”

Herr Fischer paused in his circling, his eyes glinting with a predatory light. “Ach, you’re just feeling shy! Everyone is, at first. But I have a feeling that once you get into it…once you feel the heat and the passion radiating between you and the camera…well, then you won’t want to stop.”

He paused again, running his tongue over his thin lips. “You strike me as the type who enjoys a bit of…naughty fun, ja? The kind who likes to push the boundaries of her sexuality, to explore the deepest, darkest recesses of her mind and body…”

Eva flushed, both at his crude words and the way her traitorous body responded to them. She couldn’t deny the fact that, despite her unease, a small part of her was intrigued…curious to see where this whole ordeal would lead.

“I…I…” she began, but Herr Fischer waved a dismissive hand.

“Nonsense! I can see it in your eyes. The hunger, the desire. You’re aching for something new, something…dare I say, scandalous.”

He leaned in close, his hot breath tickling her ear as he murmured, “Stick with your husband, mein Liebling. I have a feeling you two will go far together in this business.”

With that, he straightened up and clapped his hands together. “Right then! Let’s get started, shall we? I have a film to shoot, so no time to waste. Come with me, and we’ll discuss your roles in…logical detail.”

Eva felt her mouth go dry as she rose on shaky legs, Jürgen following close behind. As they followed Herr Fischer down the dimly lit hallway, Eva couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement, even as fear and trepidation nipped at her heels.

She had a feeling that this casting call was going to change her life forever…and she could only hope she had the courage and strength to see it through to the end.