Amazing brunette college student has perfect body

In the sultry, dimly lit room, she stood, heart pounding in anticipation. Her name was Amelia, a voluptuous 19-year-old brunette bombshell just starting her college journey. The audition was her shot at stardom, a chance to flaunt her sexy curves and show the world she had what it took to make it big.

“Alright Amelia, are you ready to show me what you’ve got?” The casting director, a middle-aged man with a greying goatee, fixed her with an appraising stare. “Don’t be shy. Let’s see you work that perfect body of yours.”

Amelia took a deep breath, her ample breasts rising and falling with the motion. She was wearing a skimpy, blue silk robe that left little to the imagination. With a coy smile, she gave the sash a tug and let the garment slip to the floor in a negligent puddle of shimmering fabric.

And there she was in all her glory – bronzed skin taut over glistening muscles, every inch the picture of youth and vitality. Her silky chestnut hair tumbled around her shoulders, framing an angelic face dominated by a pair of emerald eyes bright with desire. High, full breasts capped with rosy nipples jutted forward, begging to be squeezed and tasted. A toned, flat belly led down to the neat triangle of her pussy, the plump lips glistening in the low light.

“Fuck,” breathed the casting director, his eyes raking hungrily over her nubile form. “You are absolutely gorgeous. Now let’s see you dance for me, sweetheart.”

Nodding eagerly, Amelia stepped onto the X on the floor and began to sway to the pulsing beat. Her movements were fluid and sensual, arms and hips undulating in sinuous rhythm. She spun, letting her head fall back, and her breasts bounce and wobble enticingly. The casting director bit back a groan at the erotic sight.

Looking up at him through thick lashes, she reached behind her back to unclasp her strappy white bra. The garment flew free, and she shook her shoulders, making her heavy tits jiggle and threaten to spill from her palms. Supported by her hands, they were mouth-wateringly full, with large areolae and stiff brown nipples.

“Looking good, baby,” crooned the casting director, his cock stiffening in his jeans. “You’re a natural born tease.”

Amelia gave a throaty giggle, pleasure at the compliment sparkling in her eyes. Now just wearing a tiny g-string, she turned around and bent at the waist, giving him a glimpse of the thong disappearing into her plump ass crack. Slowly, so slowly, she rolled the scrap of lace down her long legs, kicking it off to the side.

Now fully nude, she stalked towards him on bare feet, every inch the provocative siren. She straddled him in his chair, her wet pussy rubbing against the bulging outline of his erection. Leaning in close, she breathily whispered, “Is this what you had in mind, sir? I aim to please…”

Amelia let her teeth graze his earlobe before pulling back and licking her lips, an enticing curl to them.-facing him once more, she began to orbit him like a seductress, kneeling to write her tongue along the thick ridge of his cock through his denim, and rising to out her tits in his face. She’d turn away and shake her ass, or spread her thighs to flash her soaked, puffy slit.

“God, you’ve got an unbelievable body, girl,” grunted the casting director, his hands clenching into fists in the chair to keep from grabbing her. “I’ve never seen anything like you before in my whole fucking life.”

Amelia smirked, pleased by his reaction. She decided to turn the tables on him a bit. “Oh no, I couldn’t let you do all the sitting and got-having,” she purred, giving his shoulder a little shove to knock him back into the chair. “My turn!”

Before he could protest, Amelia was straddling his lap again, back to him this time. She licked her fingers and reached down to slick up his cock, the wet sounds audible through the room. Then she was sinking down on him, hot and tight and slick as heaven. She began to bounce on him, her ass jiggling and quivering with the effort.

“Shiiiit!” he barked, his hands flying to clutch her waist as she rode him hard and fast, her pussy clenching like a vise around his throbbing shaft. “You’re trying to kill me, you naughty little minx!”

“Mmmmm,” she moaned, looking back at him over her shoulder, “But it feels so good! I can’t help it!” Her hips rolled and ground, laving his cock with her molten inner walls. His fingers dug into the plump, jiggling flesh of her bottom as he vainly tried to hold back his climax.

“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!” he roared, his hips slamming up into her as he exploded, shooting jet after jet of thick jizz deep into her hungry pussy. Amelia tossed her head back in bliss, one hand coming down to rub quick circles around her clit. Seconds later, she was coming apart beneath his hands, her cunt rippling and fluttering, milking him dry.

When it was over, she collapsed against his chest, both of them heaving for breath. “Well,” she said, voice breathless and amused, “How’d I do? You gonna give me the part?”