Car sex for three at the German street casting

The bustling streets of Berlin hummed with life as a young and sexy brunette named Lila sauntered up to the makeshift audition stage set up on a quiet side street. The German sun beat down on the cobblestones as she approached the director, an older gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair peeking out from under his beret.

“Hallo,” Lila purred in her rich accent, flashing a dazzling smile. “I’m here for the car sex casting call. I hope I’m not too late?” She batted her long lashes innocently.

The director, Herr Schmidt, glanced at his clipboard and then up at the gorgeous girl before him. Tall and slender with creamy skin, perky breasts, and an ass that wouldn’t quit in her skimpy cutoffs, he knew she’d be perfect for the role. “You’re right on time, meine Schatz. Come, let’s chat more, ja?”

He led her around the corner to his sleek black convertible. The leather seats gleamed beneath the bright sun. Lila’s eyes sparkled as she ran a hand along the smooth fender. “This is such a beautiful car! It’s even more sumptuous than my Bentley at home,” she giggled.

“Ah, you’re quite the connoisseur,” Herr Schmidt said with raised eyebrows. “And I bet you’d look absolutely delectable sprawled out on the hood, non?” He waggled his salt-and-pepper eyebrows suggestively.

Lila felt a tingle between her thighs at his lewd insinuation. She knew exactly how to play this game. “Oh, what do you know – intuition!” she exclaimed. “Because I had the exact same thought just now!”

She smoothly unbuttoned her tiny cutoff shorts and shimmied them down her long legs, revealing a black lace thong that left little to the imagination. Herr Schmidt wolf-whistled appreciatively and began unbuckling his belt. Lila licked her plump lips seductively as she helped him slide his pants to the ground.

His thick cock sprung free, already half-hard and eager for attention. Lila wasted no time, sinking to her knees on the plush leather seats and wrapping her slender fingers around his shaft. She stroked him slowly, teasingly, as she darted her tongue out to lick the swollen head. Herr Schmidt groaned and tangled a hand in her silky chestnut hair.

“Such a naughty little minx you are,” he muttered. “But don’t neglect your partner, liebling. I want you to keep me going while you entertain him.”

At that, Lila turned to see another man climb into the backseat – a rugged, tattooed fellow with a piercing gaze and a monstrous cock already tenting his jeans. She swallowed heavily and added a second hand to Herr Schmidt’s throbbing erection, whispering naughtily, “Just as you command. I love playing with big, powerful men like you both.”

Her other hand fumbled to free the stranger’s straining zipper. Once his fat cock sprang out, Lila purred appreciatively and squeezed it just the way she knew the muscle-bound stud liked, based on a conversation earlier that day.

” parla German, sweetling,” he rumbled in a gruff voice. “I can’t understand a word you’re saying, but the looks on your faces tells me everything I need to know.”

Lila giggled and replied in his native tongue, but kept her mouth and hands moving on the two swiftly hardening cocks before her. She worked them in tandem, alternating licks and kisses as she stroked them slick with her saliva. Both men groaned and cursed, giving her the encouragement she craved.

“Mmm, you taste so good,” she moaned. “I can’t wait to feel you both inside me.” Moisture pooled between her legs as she imagined the delicious stretch of taking them in her dripping pussy and hot, tight asshole.

As if reading her mind, Herr Schmidt suddenly grabbed the back of her head and thrust into her waiting mouth. She took him deep, swallowing around his thick length as she continued pumping the other man’s heavy cock.

The stranger growled and reached out to grope her tits through her thin top, tweaking her nipples to hard little peaks. Pleasure shot through her and she pressed her ass back into his lap, desperate for more contact.

But the commander called for an adjustment. “Ride me, sweetness,” Herr Schmidt directed huskily. He tugged Lila onto her feet and onto his lap so she straddled him, facing the other man. “I know you’re dying for a good dicking.”

Lila couldn’t agree more. She flicked open her top, spilling her perfect breasts free, and positioned her wet cunt over his waiting cock. With a slow, sinful roll of her hips, she sank down onto him, crying out in bliss as he filled and stretched her so completely.

The leather seats creaked as she began to ride him hard, bouncing on his thick cock like it was her sole purpose in life. All the while, she kept her eyes locked with the other man’s and pumped his dick with both hands while he fondled her jiggling tits.

“Fuck, look at you,” he growled approvingly. “Such a good little cocksleeve. I bet your ass is even tighter.” To prove his point, he reached around and slid two thick fingers into her tight back hole, stretching her open. It burned so good.

Lila threw her head back and moaned wantonly, revelling in the double penetration. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around Herr Schmidt’s pistoning cock as the other man’s fingers fucked her ass in tandem.

Suddenly, the stranger withdrew his fingers and pushed her forward to lay across the seat. But before Lila could question his aim, he was driving his huge cock into her unprepared asshole, forcing her to take every massive inch.

She screamed in mingled pain and pleasure, her legs splayed wide as she was split open and filled so completely. The movements jostled Herr Schmidt within her spasming cunt, making her careen over the edge into ecstasy. She came hard on his cock, soaking him with her juices.

It was too much for the two men to withstand. Herr Schmidt seized her hips in a bruising grip and pounded into her quivering pussy, grunting like a boar as he flooded her with his hot seed. The other man plunged into her ass twice more before spurting his load deep inside her, marking her as his.

For a long moment, they remained connected as they caught their breaths, the only sounds their satisfied pants and an occasional mild buck of spent hips. Finally, the men withdrew and Lila slithered into the seat, a thoroughly used and satisfied sex kitten.

“Happy?” she asked with a lazy grin, eyeing the remnants of cum on their cocks lewdly.

Herr Schmidt looked supremely pleased as he rebuttoned his trousers. “Oh, sehr glücklich,” he assured her. He handed her a wad of cash for her time and a card with casting details. “Thanks, Liebling. You’re hired for the film. Come back tomorrow and we’ll see what other fun you can handle.”

Lila smiled sweetly, knowing this was just the beginning of her naughty adventures on the German casting circuit.