FIT18 – Madi Collins – Tiny 93lb Redhead Gets Creampie From Casting Agent

Title: “The casting couch crasher”

Casting agent Mark sits in his dimly lit office, awaiting the arrival of the next aspiring starlet. He flips through the stack of headshots, his attention snagging on one particular set of piercing green eyes and cascading copper locks. “Madi Collins,” he murmurs to himself. “Let’s see what you’ve got, sweetheart.”

The door creaks open and in walks the tiniest redhead Mark’s ever laid eyes on. She can’t be more than 93 lbs, her slight frame dwarfed by the oversized jacket she wears. Piercing gaze locked on his, she saunters over, hips swaying seductively. “I’m Madi,” she chirps, plopping down across from him. “I hear you’re looking for fresh faces?”

Mark takes a long moment to admire her, cataloging every luscious detail. Pert, pale breasts strain against the thin fabric of her blouse. Her skirt rides up creamy thighs as she crosses one leg over the other. And those pert little nipples straining against her blouse? Fuck, he’s getting hard just imagining how they’d feel in his mouth.

“You could say that,” Mark replies, leaning back and resting an ankle on his knee. “So tell me Madi, what kind of roles are you interested in?”

“Oh, lots of things,” she says with a coy smile. “I’m a real trouper. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it.”

Mark smirks, knowing full well what kind of currency she’s offering up. “We have an opening in an upcoming production. Lots of nudity, some light bondage. Think you’d be comfortable with that?”

Madi licks her lips, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Sounds perfect. I’d do anything to prove myself.”

“Excellent. Then let’s see what you can do, shall we?” He pats his lap expectantly. “Come sit.”

Madi hops up, crawling into Mark’s lap so her pert rear is pressing against his rock hard cock. She drapes herself across him, one hand playing with the buttons of her top. With a wink, she slowly undoes them, revealing a lacy bra barely concealing her tits. Mark reaches up, stroking a nipple until it stiffens into a pebbled peak against his palm.

“Lovely, just lovely,” he rumbles approvingly. His other hand drifts under her skirt, caressing her warm, plump thighs. “Mmm, you’re not wearing panties, naughty girl.”

Madi giggles breathily, parting her thighs to grant him access to her most intimate parts. “You seemed to like me au naturale,” she faux-innocently.

“Mmm, I certainly do.” Mark groans as he finds her bare slit already damp with arousal. One stroke over her clit has her shivering and squirming against him. “So responsive. I bet you’re going to desperately need it by the end of this little interview, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she whimpers needily. “Please, I want you so badly, I’d do anything…”

“Anything?” Mark muses, thumbing her clit. “I think I’d like to take you on a little test drive, see how she handles.” He lifts Madi off his lap, setting her down on the desk. With a firm squeeze to her ass, he flips up her skirt, revealing her perfect peach of a pussy. He parts her glistening folds, groaning at the sight of her pink, puffy cunt practically begging to be filled.

Spreading her thighs, he drops to his knees, lapping at her sopping wet slit. The taste of her honey coats his tongue as he swirls around her swollen clit, savoring her with deep, luxurious licks. Madi moans, fingers tangling in his hair, hips rocking against his face. Mark licks and sucks at her clit until she’s a trembling, quivering mess on his desk.

Pulling back, he strips off his slacks, freeing his massive cock. Madi’s eyes widen at the size. “Oh wow, that thing is huge…”

“Plenty of room here for an ego check, sweetheart,” he says with a smirk, lining himself up with her dripping entrance. With one swift thrust, he sheathes himself in her velvety heat. Madi nearly screams in ecstasy, back arching off the desk. “You’re so tight, so hot,” Mark grows, slowly withdrawing only to slam back in.

He sets a brutal pace, pounding her sweet cunt like he’s trying to break her in two. Madi’s mind reels, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of his huge cock splitting her open. She feels her pussy clamp down, wave after wave of orgasm crashing through her. Mark groans, hips slapping lewdly against her ass, feeling her clench around his throbbing shaft.

With a roar, he buries himself deep, spurting thick ropes of cum into her clutching hole. They collapse together, Mark’s softening cock still lodged inside her dripping cunt, both thoroughly satisfied. “Well, you certainly passed the audition,” he laughs breathlessly. “Welcome aboard, Madi.”

“Why thank you, Mr. Casting Director,” Madi giggles, giving him a beatific smile. “I had a feeling this was going to be a successful interview.”

As Mark tucks himself away and straightens his clothes, Madi hops merrily off the desk, her Bra still not properly refastened. “I’ll have your paperwork ready for you to sign,” he says with a wink. “Oh, and feel free to keep the blouse. I think we’ll want to show off your assets on set.”

Madi grins, adjusting her clothing with a feminine flourish. “Thank you kindly, I think I will. Thank you for this opportunity Mr. Casting Director, I do so look forward to working with you. And…” She throws him a final salacious wink before sashaying out of the office, hips swaying jauntily. “…I’m suddenly very excited to see what other parts of my acting you might… like to… collaborate on.” She blows him a kiss and shuts the door with a satisfied smirk, leaving Mark to ogle her pert rear retreating down the hallway.

Mark chuckles and shakes his head, already thinking of creative ways he might showcase Madi’s… impressive talents. It really was an awfully inspirational audition…