Devouring babe’s small fun bags on casting couch – CUM!

“Devouring Babe’s Small Fun Bags on Casting Couch – CUM!”

Logline: A naughty aspiring actress gets an unforgettable audition experience when the casting director has his way with her pert breasts and mouth.

Lana Lovelace strutted into the dingy office with a swagger in her step and a bounce in her bust. The budding starlet’s tiny tits jiggled delightfully beneath her flimsy tank top as she introduced herself to the seedy talent scout. “Name’s Lana, I’m an actress…of sorts,” she purred, batting her long lashes seductively.

“‘Of sorts,’ huh? Well little miss Lana, sit your pert little ass down so we can discuss your… potential,” growled the casting director, leering at her barely concealed fun bags.

The busty blonde plopped her toned rump onto the worn leather couch, crossing her long legs. “So, what exactly are we going to discuss?” Lana asked coyly, her hand sliding up her thigh, hiking her mini skirt higher.

“That depends. Are you here to act, or fuck?” He smirked wolfishly as he rounded the desk. “Because where I come from, those are the only two paths in this industry.”

Lana uncrossed her legs, spreading them wide in blatant invitation. “I’m open to all avenues of…expression.” Her breathy words dripped with lust as the director descended upon her, crashing his mouth over hers in a bruising kiss.

He fumbled with the hem of her tank top, yanking it up to free her perky tits. “Fuck, I knew you’d have perfect tits!” He growled approvingly, palming the soft mounds and pinching her rosy nipples.

Lana moaned into his mouth, arching her back to thrust her chest further into his greedy hands. She slid her palms under his shirt, caressing the hard planes of his abdomen before skimming up to tweak his nipples in return. The cast director rocked his hips into her, grinding his clothed erection against her thigh.

“Unnhh, yeah, you like that, don’t you slut?” He flicked her nipples roughly, sending bolts of pleasure-pain straight to Lana’s core, drenching her panties. “Tell me what a dirty cock-hungry whore you are.”

Lana whimpered, bucking her hips needfully against his thigh. “Mmmph, I’m…I’m a dirty slut who wants your big fat cock,” she panted, dutifully playing her part.

“Good girl,” he praised darkly, stepping back and making quick work of his belt and zipper. His substantial cock sprang free, slapping lewdly against his stomach. “Get that pretty mouth to work, whore.”

Lana licked her plump lips, reaching out to wrap her delicate hand around his thick shaft, gently stroking from root to tip. She swirled her little pink tongue around the fat cap, savoring his musky flavor. Then she opened wide and took him to the back of her throat, swallowing him down greedily.

“Oh fuck yes, take it all you filthy cocksleeve!” He grabbed her head, fingers tangling in her silky hair as he watched the head of his dick disappear between her glistening lips. His hips thrust shallowly, fucking her heated mouth with lewd slurping noises.

Lana hollowed her cheeks and relaxed her throat, eager to please like a good little whore. Drool dribbled down her chin as she worked his length with sloppy devotion, reveling in the way he used her for his pleasure. She loved being nothing more than a set of skills, a fuck hole to be filled.

He jerked out of her mouth abruptly, stroking his spit-slick cock. “Get naked. I wanna see how many holes this pussy has,” he demanded, palming her head encouragingly.

Lana scrambled up, yanking off the rest of her clothes in a frenzy. She kicked them to the side and presenter herself to him, proudly displaying her fit body. She ran her hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she turned in a seductive circle. “Is this what you wanted, sir? Every inch of me is yours.”

His eyes lingered on her plump, glistening folds. “C’mere slut. I’m gonna fuck that tight cunt ’til you’re screaming.”

Lana obliged, climbing back onto the couch and opening herself in wanton invitation. He wasted no time, notching his swollen cock head at her entrance and slamming inside brutally. Lana keened, feeling a sweet sting as she stretched to accommodate his girth. He set a punishing pace, hammering into her clutching channel with deep, powerful strokes.

“Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder!” Lana wailed in ecstasy, her words punctuated by the wet slap of flesh on flesh. Her tits bounced wildly, nipples diamond hard. He leaned down, latching onto one rosy peak and sucking mercilessly.

The dual sensation of his mouth and cock pushed her over the edge. Lana shattered, screaming her release. Her pussy clamped down on him rhythmically, milking his cock for all he was worth.

With a guttural roar he followed her over, erupting inside her clenching heat. He painted her insides with thick ropes of cum, his hips jerking with the force of his orgasm. Lana moaned breathlessly, relishing the feeling of being marked, branded, claimed.

He finally pulled out, neglecting to fix himself as he tucked his still semi-hard cock back into his pants. “Alright slut, you passed the audition. Be here tomorrow at noon. Don’t be late,” he ordered. Then he grabbed his briefcase and strode out, not even sparing her another glance.

Lana basked in his warm cum leaking onto the couch, grinning in triumph. She’d aced the test, and knew she’d be seeing a lot more of this casting director. This was only the beginning of her climb to the top.

Smiling to herself in anticipation, she gathered up her clothes and headed to the exit, ready to fuck her way to fame and fortune.