Captivating brunette star shows her sexy body

The casting couch creaked softly as the brunette temptress sashayed into view, her hips swaying hypnotically with each measured step. Stopping at the foot of the bed, she turned slowly, letting the director savor the full scope of her luscious curves. This was her moment, her chance to prove she had what it took to be a star. And she aimed to leave a lasting impression.

“Well, hello there,” the director purred, his gaze roving over her barely-concealed assets. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. Why don’t you give us a little twirl, doll, let me get a good look at ya.”

A wicked grin played across her crimson lips as she did as instructed, spinning slowly in place. Her satin robe fluttered open slightly, offering tantalizing glimpses ofighton flesh. She put an extra sway in her step, committing fully to giving him the show he desired.

“Mmm, you’re a stone fox, toots,” he complimented, adjusting his position on the couch. “Alright, let’s begin the audition in earnest. First things first, lose the robe.”

A flick of her wrist sent the garment sliding down her arms to pool at her feet, leaving her clad in only a lacy black bra and matching thong. She stood tall, hands on her hips, owning her exposed skin. Her breasts heaved with each breath, begging to be freed from their flimsy confines.

“I’m going to need you to put those puppies on display for me, sweet cheeks,” the director instructed, eyeing her heaving chest. “Unhook that bra and let ‘er rip.”

With teasing slowness, she reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to join her discarded robe. Her full, perky breasts sprung free, nipples hardening under his lecherous stare. A shiver raced through her at the intensity of his gaze.

“Holy hell, you’re fuckin’ stacked,” he groaned, palming the bulge rapidly growing in his pants. “Goddamn, I could just sink my teeth into those pillowy titties.”

She smirked at his reaction, cupping and squeezing her breasts for his viewing pleasure. “You’re more than welcome to take a nice, long look, Daddy,” she cooed, razzling her stiff peaks between her fingers. “Get an eyeful of what you’re gonna be working with if I land this part.”

“Oh, trust me, toots, you’re a shoo-in at this rate. Now, work that teeny little thong down nice and slow.”

She complied, dragging the lace down inch by agonizing inch until the scrap of fabric was balanced on the swell of her ass. Stepping out of it, she kicked it away, leaving herself ripe for the plucking. Her bald pussy glistened with growing arousal, her puffy lips already dewy with need.

“Mmm fuck, now that’s a cunt worth diving into,” the director growled appreciatively, fingering his zipper in the process. “Turn around and arch that back for me, babe. Let me see that hot, tight ass.”

She obliged, bending at the waist to expose her most intimate places to his ravenous gaze. Reaching back, she spread her cheeks wide, giving him an unobstructed view of her puckered asshole and dripping cunt.

“Go on, then,” she urged, undulating her hips invitingly. “Stroke that fat cock and imagine it buried balls deep inside of little ol’ me.”

Unable to resist her lewd display, the director freed his rigid length and began pumping it with purpose. He watched, transfixed, as she bounced on her toes and scooped a finger through the slick gathering at her entrance. Pulling her finger free, she sucked it clean, moaning at the taste of her own arousal.

“Fuuuck, you’re so goddamn hot,” the director grunted, frigging his cock with abandon now. “I’ve gotta have a taste of that pussy, sweet thing. Come ‘ere.”

Obedient and desperately turned on, she clambered onto the couch to straddle his face. His tongue parted her slick folds with a groan, latching onto her engorged clit and suckling greedily. Her head fell back on a throaty moan, hips grinding against his probing mouth.

As he feasted on her willing flesh, one hand crept up her body to roughly palm a breast, tugging at the rosy nub until it ached exquisitely. Her arousal flooded his eager mouth, hips undulating wildly against the onslaught of his talented tongue.

“Fuck yes, Daddy, eat that cunt,” she sobbed, fingers diving into his hair to hold his ravenous mouth in place. “Don’t stop, I’m gonna fuckin’ cum on your face!”

His muffled growl of encouragement vibrated against her soaked flesh, tipping her over the edge into oblivion. Her orgasm crashed over her in waves, a symphony of feminine bliss crying out from between shaking lips.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, FUCK!” she wailed, grinding against his face as pleasure consumed her, leaving her a trembling, sated mess in its wake.

He licked her through the aftershocks with noisy appreciation before patting her hip. “Alright, that was a hell of a Trials of Temple of Doom move, hot stuff. Why don’t you help me with this raging boner you’ve given me while I dial my associate?”

She dismounted-blank, massaging his red, glistening shaft with deft fingers as he pulled his phone from his pocket. After a moment, he began dialing, the wet slap of flesh on flesh filling the room.

“Yo, what’s up?” a gruff voice answered. “You’ve got some real trouble on your hands, am I right?”

The brunette cooed her agreement, leaning down to drag her tongue up the director’s turgid length. He jerked in response, hissing in delight.

“No shit. Yeah, I’m going to send her over right away. I can’t wait to see how she does with you,” he answered, smirking down at his new favorite actress. “Alright, I’ll see you soon, man. You gotta motherfucking see this bitch.”

He ended the call, slamming the phone back onto the couch. “Looks like you passed the audition with flying colors, sweetheart. I’ve got just the part for you – and just the man to make your casting official. But first, why don’t you show me how in demand that mouth of yours really is, hmm?”

He tangled a hand in her hair and urged her down his prominent length, groaning as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. He was going to enjoy making her a star.