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The Amateur Teasing Audition

The Casting Couch: Where Legends are Born
By: Horny Helper 1994

Let me set the scene for you. It’s a hot summer’s day in L.A. and the producer, a portly gentleman with a predilection for young, nubile flesh, has his eye peeled for fresh talent. He scans the resumes of hopeful actresses, seeking that certain je ne sais quoi that will make them stand out from the crowd. Then, he spots her: a shy, 18-year-old, blonde beauty with a smoldering gaze that could light the very pants off the most strait-laced producer.

The auditions begin, and the producer leans back in his leather recliner, the casting couch beckoning. One by one, aspiring starlets strut their stuff, hoping to land that elusive role. But none can hold a candle to the pert little blonde who finally walks in, shyly introducing herself as Tiffany.

She’s a vision in white: a virginal dress that hugs her lithe figure in all the right places. The producer’s interest is piqued from the moment she walks in. He asks her to read a line, and when she does, her voice is like honey dripping from a spoon. He knows he’s found a gem.

But what about her assets? The producer needs to be sure before he make his decision. He asks Tiffany to show a little more skin, and she reluctancely complies. Her innocence in the face of his lecherous gaze is intoxicating. He persistently demands more and more, until finally, she complies, removing her dress to reveal a lacy, white bra and panties.

The producer grins, his mind racing with fantasies. He tells Tiffany to give him her best “Coy Look”, and she does, biting her lip and looking at him with those big, innocent eyes. He’s hooked now, and he knows he could mold her into Hollywood’s next big thing. All she has to do is show him what she’s got.

He asks Tiffany to remove the rest of her clothing, explaining it’s all part of the audition process. She hesitates, but the lure of fame is too strong. Slowly, she unhooks her bra, letting her petite, perk breasts bounce free. Her nipples stiffen in the air conditioning, and he encourages her to pinch them, delighting in her tiny gasp of pleasure.

Her panties come next, and Tiffany reveals her tight, toned body, hairless save for a neat little strip of blonde curls. The producer is practically salivating, but he can’t risk scaring her off just yet. He tells her to get on the casting couch, and she does, perched primly on the edge.

He wants to see her masturbate, needs to know he can push this innocent girl to her limits. At first, she refuses, her cheeks flaming with shame. But he’s a persuasive man, and he convince her, explaining that porn stars are a dime a dozen these days, but a genuine virgin? That’s a rare commodity indeed.

Tiffany hesitates, but she want this part so badly, she willing to do whatever it takes. She tentatively touches herself, her fingers hovering over her pussy as if it something sacred. But the producer urges her on, telling her to slip a finger inside. Her eyes widen, but she does it, gasping as she feel the damp heat of her own desire.

He tells her to put in another finger, and then another, teaching her how to pump in and out, how to rub her clit until it’s throbbing with need. Tiffany’s cheeks are burning now, but there’s a distant look in her eyes, as if she’s getting lost in the sensation.

The producer wants more, needs her to cum on command. He has her spread her legs wide, to show him everything, to let him witness her aching need. And Tiffany does, opening herself up completely, vulnerable and exposed. He tells her to rub herself harder, to really give it to herself, and she does, her hips bucking as she rubs her needy little clit.

She’s so close now, he can see it in her face. He tells her to imagine him fucking her, pounding into her tight little pussy until she screams. That does it, and Tiffany suddenly arches, her mouth opening in a silent cry of ecstasy as she comes undone.

Her orgasm is beautiful, her body shaking and quivering as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. The producer watches, entranced, his cock straining against his pants. He knows he’s found his next star, and that innocent little Tiffany is going to be his ticket to fame and fortune.

As she comes down from her high, Tiffany seems confused, unsure of what just happened. The producer assures her it’s all part of the audition, that she passed with flying colors. He tells her she has the part, that he’s going to make her a star.

Tiffany thanks him, her eyes still glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss. She starts to put her clothes on, but the producer stops her. There’s still one more part of the audition to go through, he says, and then with a wicked grin, he unzips his pants, freeing his hard, throbbing cock.

Tiffany’s eyes widen, but she understands the implications. She’s no longer just auditioning for a movie, she’s auditioning for a role in the producer’s life. And she’s willing to do whatever it takes to land that part.

She sinks to her knees, her mouth opening wide as she takes his cock into her mouth. The producer groans, his hand tangling in her blonde hair as he begins to guide her head up and down. Tiffany learns quickly, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock as she suck him deep.

She gags at first, unused to the sensation of a cock in her throat, but she perseveres, determined to please. And please she does, bringing the producer to the brink of orgasm in record time. He pulls out, his cock pulsing with need, and tells her to open her mouth.

Tiffany is eager to oblige, her eyes widening as the producer’s hot seed shoots across her face. She looks up at him as it drips down her chin, catching some in her mouth so she can taste his essence.

The producer is practically panting now, his balls empty but his mind still racing. He tells Tiffany to dress, that she did exceptionally well. He’ll be in touch soon with the details of her contract, he adds, a knowing smile on his face.

Tiffany leaves, a little dazed but still beaming with pride at how well she did. She’s one step closer to her dreams, and the producer knows he’s just landed the biggest star of his career.

And that, folks, is the story of how a shy little 18-year-old blonde became Hollywood’s newest porn queen. The casting couch is where legends are born, and the producer is ready to create another masterpiece.

If you enjoyed this story, why not try out one of the producer’s other classics? “The Asian freshman” is a real treat, as is “Cast my girlfriend”. And for a real taste of the unexpected, try “My first adult video”. You won’t be disappointed.

Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you next time on the Casting Couch. Until then, keep dreaming big, and remember: it’s not who you know, it’s who you suck. Or something like that.