MY FIRST PORN AUDITION WENT AS PLANNED AND I GOT THE ROLE

Title: My First Porn Audition Went As Planned and I Got the Role

As I stepped into the sleazy office, the pungent scent of stale coffee and cheap perfume assaulted my nostrils. Posters of busty women in compromising positions lined the walls, their eyes following me as I walked towards the reception desk. A plump, heavily tattooed woman looked up from her magazine and smirked.

“You here for the audition, love?”

I nodded, my palms sweating. “That’s right. I’m here to try out for… well, for porn.”

The woman chuckled, a raspy sound that reminded me of sandpaper on wood. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Everyone’s a little nervous their first time. Just relax and show ’em what you’re made of.”

She directed me to a small room adorned with nothing but a cot, a blinking camera, and a mirror. I could see myself reflected back – a plain, normal girl, with no discernible talent or attributes for the profession I was about to enter.

The door creaked open and a man stumbled in, clearly intoxicated. He was middle-aged, paunchy, with a ring of greasy hair surrounding his balding head. He looked me up and down like a piece of meat.

“You’re a virgin, right?” he slurred, his breath reeking of whiskey.

I nodded, amazed at the frankness. “Yes, sir.”

“That’s what they’re looking for,” he said with a wink. “The dirtier the better.”

He fumbled with his belt, clumsily undoing it and pulling down his pants to reveal a soft, flaccid penis. I stared at it in fascination, not sure what was expected of me.

“Well, go on then,” he urged impatiently. “It’s not gonna suck itself.”

I awkwardly wrapped my fingers around it, stroking timidly as I’d seen in the pornographic magazines I’d snuck glances of.

“You gotta put your mouth on it,” he groaned, tangling his fingers in my hair and guiding my head down.

I opened my mouth and took the tip in, swirling my tongue around the circumference. It tasted metallic and bitter. I gagged slightly but suppressed it, not wanting to disappoint.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he encouraged, pushing me down further until my nose rested against his pubic hair. “Take it all in.”

I struggled to breathe, my lungs burning for oxygen as he held me in place. Saliva dripped down my chin, betraying my inexperience.

Finally, he released me and I drew back, gasping for air. A thin string of spit connected my bottom lip to the head of his cock. Wanting to impress, I swiped my tongue along it, breaking the connection.

“Good girl,” he said, immediately shoving me onto my back and yanking my panties to the side. “Now let’s see if you’re as tight as you look.”

He flipped up my skirt and spread my legs apart, exposing my virgin pussy. I squirmed nervously, realizing this was really happening. There was no backing out now.

“Nice and wet,” he grunted, rubbing the head of his cock against my folds. The sensation sent a jolt through me, mixing shame and arousal.

Without warning, he plunged inside, ripping through my hymen with a single, brutal thrust. I cried out in pain, my fingers digging into his forearms.

“Are you serious?” I gasped, staring up at him in shock. “Couldn’t you have… warn me or something?”

He just laughed, unapologetic as he began to move, his cock dragging against my sensitive inner walls. “There’s no finesse in porn, sweetheart. It’s all about raw, unfiltered fucking.”

I bit my lip, trying to accommodate his girth. This was nothing like the passionate lovemaking I’d always fantasized about. It was crude, animalistic, the sound of our bodies colliding obscenely loud.

He fucked me for what felt like hours, varying his pace and force. I grew accustomed to the pain, replaced by that first tentative glimmer of pleasure. But it wasn’t enough to bring me to orgasm, regardless of how hard I willed it.

Finally, he pulled out, his cock slick with my juices. “Flip over. I’m going to fuck your ass.”

My eyes widened. “Wait, what? I’ve never-”

“Don’t worry, I’ll break you in,” he said, spit roasting on me with a grin.

I complied, bracing myself on the cot. He spat into his hand, slathering his cock before plunging into my anus. The pain this time was even more intense, radiating from my core.

“Holy shit,” I whimpered, my entire body clenching.

He just pounded harder, grunting and sweating. My asshole still didn’t yield like a pussy. He had to force himself in and out, stretching me cruelly.

Then suddenly, he was pulling out. I looked back in time to see him fasting his cock, grunting as thick ropes of cum shot out. They splattered across my back and the cot, some of it landing in my hair.

He slumped beside me, reeking of sweat and pussy. “Well, it’s a wrap. Think you can handle this gig?”