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The sun had barely peeked above the horizon when Kayla sauntered into the dimly lit adult video studio, her long, wavy chestnut hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of pure sensuality. She was dressed to impress, or rather, undress -fishnet stockings hugged her shapely legs all the way up to a garter belt that held them up, accentuating every curve and dimple. Her pert breasts threatened to spill out of a low-cut, lace bodice that left little to the imagination. She was an embodiment of raw, unbridled sexuality.

The casting director, a lecherous old man with beads of sweat permanently perched on his receding hairline, eyed her hungrily as she sashayed over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. “My, my, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” he drawled, his gaze lingering on her ample cleavage. “I must say, you’ve more than passed the camera test. Let’s take this audition somewhere more… private.”

Kayla smirked, loving the power she held over him. She was no push-over though, here to snag her first big break in the adult film industry. As they made their way into a secluded corner, she took a moment to compose herself, putting on her best vixen persona. “So, what exactly would you like me to do?” she purred, batting her long, feathery lashes at him suggestively.

The director licked his lips, his mind racing with the possibilities. “I want you to give me your best shot at seduction, sweetheart. Convince me that you’re the best little porn starlet I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

Taking that as her cue, Kayla reached out and slowly unbuttoned the director’s shirt, exposing his hairy chest. She leaned in and planted teasing kisses across his chest, circling her tongue around his nipples before nipping at them gently with her teeth.

Meanwhile, her nimble fingers unzipped his trousers, freeing his already erect cock. She wrapped her hand around his girth, stroking him slowly and savoring his groan of pleasure. “Do you like that? I bet you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” she cooed, fully engrossed in her role by now.

Without warning, she sank down to her knees and took his entire length into her hot, wet mouth, sucking and slurping on his throbbing dick. She bobbed her head up and down rapidly, taking him deeper into her throat with each downward motion. He fisted his hands in her hair, guiding her movements to match the pace of his thrusts.

Meanwhile, her pussy was dripping wet and aching to be filled. She slid one hand under her garter belt to fondle her clit, then plunged two fingers deep inside herself, imagining it was his cock plunging in and out of her tight, velvety folds. The sensation was too much to bear, and in a matter of moments, she exploded in a toe-curling orgasm, her juices gushing out and splashing onto the studio floor.

The director could take no more and flipped her over, bending her over the nearby couch. He kicked her legs apart and without any foreplay, slammed his rock-hard cock deep inside her soaked pussy. She cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain, loving every thrust, every plunge of his thick shaft rubbing against her sensitive walls.

He slapped her ass hard, leaving a handprint on her creamy skin. “You like that, you dirty little slut? I bet you want me to fill this tight cunt with my cum, don’t you?” he growled, slapping her ass again for emphasis.

“Yes, please! Fill me up! I want to feel your hot seed coating my womb!” she screamed out, matching his vulgarity with her own. She arched her back to meet his relentless thrusts, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

With one last, deep plunge and a hoarse bellow, he unleashed a torrent of thick, creamy cum deep inside her, her inner walls milking every last drop from his spent cock. He collapsed onto the couch, breathless and spent.

As she stood up, she felt his cum leaking out of her abused pussy, trickling down her thighs. She scooped some up with her fingers and sucked them clean, popping them out of her mouth with a lewd moan.

The director watched her impishly, a satisfied grin etched on his face. “That was quite a performance, sweetheart. I think you’ve earned yourself a contract.” He extended his hand to her, an unspoken promise in his eyes.

Kayla shook his hand firmly, her demeanor suddenly all business. “Pleasure doing business with you,” she said cooly, pulling her ripped bodice back into place and straightening her stockings. There would be many, many more such encounters in her future as a porn star, but one thing was certain – she was definitely meant for this and would become a legend in no time.