Claire Loft

“Claire’s Climactic Casting”

The moment Claire Loft stepped into the audition room, the atmosphere suddenly shifted. Her tight, low-cut white blouse strained against her ample bosom, while her short black skirt hugged her round, Meatloaf-prone booty. The casting director, Alex Hak, couldn’t help but lick his lips as his hungry eyes raked over her scantily clad form.

“Am I…in the right place?” Claire asked, a coy smile playing on her cherry-red lips. She batted her long, fake lashes and twirled a lock of platinum hair around her finger, awaiting Alex’s response.

“Indeed you are, sweetheart,” Alex purred, patting the stool beside him. “Why don’t you take a seat and tell me about yourself?”

As Claire slinked across the room, her hips swaying seductively, Alex noticed the flash of her painted-on silver crotchless panties every time the hem of her skirt rode up her thick thighs. The poor man’s throbbing cock was already straining against the fly of his slacks.

Claiming her seat, Claire crossed one long, tan leg over the other, making sure to “accidentally” hike her skirt up dangerously high to reveal more of her panties and creamy thighs.

“I’m an aspiring actress, sir,” she said, jumping into her spiel. “I’ve done a bit of modeling on the side, but my true passion lies in the art of cinematic storytelling. I’m ready to give my all to the craft – to lose myself completely in the role.”

Alex gulped audibly, the bulge in his pants even more noticeable now. “I’m sure you are, sweetheart. Now, why don’t you show me what you can do? Acting is all about experiencing the character’s emotions completely.”

Claire licked her glossy lips, her intentions clear. “Well, how about this?” She rose from the stool and approached him, swaying her hips hypnotically.

Suddenly, she surprised him by falling to her knees in front of him. Those venomous eyes looked up at him through long lashes, pleasure pooling deep in her gaze as she unzipped his pants.

“Oh? Was this the kind of acting you had in mind, daddy?” she asked, freeing his rigid member and licking her lips. “I certainly hope so. This is merely a taste of the incredible performances I’m capable of.”

She began stroking his impressive length with an expert touch, her lush breasts heaving and nipples visibly throbbing against the confines of her blouse. “This part requires improvisation, I’m afraid, but I’m more than up to the task.”

Licking her lips, she wrapped them around the swollen head of his cock and began to suck. Her plush mouth was tight and slick, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside. Alex gripped the sides of his chair hard enough to leave indents, his eyes rolling back in rapturous bliss.

“Oh fuck, just like th-that! You’re a natural, sweetheart,” he managed to gasp out. “W-why don’t you take things a little further? Really get into character now.”

Claire shimmied out of her panties, unveiling the sweet glisten of her freshly shaved pussylips. She mounted him then, spearing herself on his thick cock with a throaty moan. Her voice grew higher-pitched and needier with each inch he filled her with.

“Ohhh fuck federal! Daddy’s cock feels s-sooo gooood! Mmm, I’m gonna give the performance of a lifetime with this hard cock stretching me out and hittin’ all my sweet spots!”

She started gyrating her juicy, little booty on his lap as she rode him hard and fast, her hymen still intact. The sound of skin slapping on sweaty skin echoed in the small room, mixed with the symphony of their fruity grunts and moans.

Claire threw back her head, her pink tongue lolling out as she impaled herself on his pulsing pole. Her pubic hair tickled his thighs as she took him deeper and deeper. Her energy was unbridled, her passion unmatched.

“Yeahhh, baby, you’re doing sooo good bustin’ dat bubble on my clit! I’m gonna squirt aaahhh!” She began clenching her cunt around his meat vigorously, her pussy juices splashing everywhere like a backed up sprinkler system.

Alex lost it when she screamed “I’m gonna squirt! Squirting!!” and sprayed his crotch with her nectar. He thrusted deep into her fluttering holes and unleashed his den of vipers inside her!

“FUCK! Ohhh God, I’m cumming so hard!” He moaned, his balls emptying their load into her womb.

Claire let out a frog-faced grunt, her tongue hanging out the side as she stilled on his rod, milking his cock for all it was worth. He was marking her, sealing their deal and claiming her. She knew she had the role.

“Haaahhh, ba-by, you’re my angel Synchrony!” She cuddled into his chest, stroking his hair as he recovered from his inhuman climax. “You hired me to be your new actress, didn’t ya, hun?”

Alex squeezed Claire’s hefty asscheeks with a wicked grin. “Oh, you got the job alright, sweetheart. But I’m afraid the only movies we’ll be making together are of the X-rated variety.” He punctuated his threat with a hard smack to her supple rump.

“Oh, I wouldn’t have it any other way, daddy!” Claire replied coyly, her voice dripping with honey. She gave his cock a few more strokes and tucked him back into his pants before sauntering out. She was ready to give the role of a lifetime in her new horizontal films.|+