STROKIES Millie Morgan’s a handjob first timer
Millie Morgan, a fresh-faced 18-year-old with a penchant for trouble, had always been curious about the adult entertainment industry. With her tight, petite body and innocent visage, she knew she had what it took to make it big on camera. So, when the opportunity arose for her first ever adult video audition, Millie was more than ready to prove her worth.
The day of the audition arrived, and Millie found herself in a cramped studio, surrounded by bright lights and imposing cameras. A musclebound man with tousled blonde hair, the director of the shoot, gave her a predatory once-over as he introduced himself.
“Millie, right? I’m Drake. You ready to give this a shot, sweetheart?”
Millie nodded eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest. “Absolutely. I want to show you what I can do.”
“Excellent. Now, this first scene is going to be a handjob. Just follow my lead and we’ll make some magic happen.”
Millie gulped, trying to mask her nervousness as Drake pulled out a thick, veiny cock from his pants. He started to stroke himself, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.
“Now, baby, I want you to get on your knees and wrap those pretty little hands around my shaft,” Drake commanded, his voice low and husky.
Millie complied without hesitation, dropping to her knees and reaching out to grasp Drake’s throbbing member. Her small hands barely fit around his girth, and she marveled at how hot and heavy it felt against her skin.
“Now, nice and slow. Rub your hands up and down the length of it,” Drake instructed, guiding her movements with his own large hands.
Millie began to pump her fist up and down Drake’s shaft, her slender fingers dancing along the sensitive skin. She could feel the pulse of his heartbeat, could see the muscles in his abdomen tense and flex as she worked him over.
“Mmm, that’s it baby. You’re a natural,” Drake groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as Millie continued her ministrations.
Emboldened by his praises, Millie started to get creative, twisting her wrist as she stroked, pressing her thumb against the underside of his cockhead. She could feel Drake’s shaft growing harder, warmer, in her grip.
“Oh fuck,” he muttered, his hips starting to buck into her touch. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep that up.”
Millie grinned, relishing the power she held over this powerful man. She decided to push him even further, leaning in to run her tongue along the trail of pre-cum leaking from his tip. The salty taste made her pussy throb with need, but she ignored her own desires, focused solely on bring Drake to the edge.
“That’s right baby, get a taste of what you’re working with,” Drake encouraged, threading his fingers through Millie’s hair to guide her movements.
Millie opened her mouth wide, taking his cock head between her lips and sucking gently. She could only fit a few inches in her mouth, but that seemed to be enough. Drake’s tempo increased, his balls slapping against Millie’s chin as he fucked her mouth with quick, shallow thrusts.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he warned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Swallow it all down like a good girl.”
Millie moaned in response, the vibrations sending shivers down Drake’s spine. With a shout, he stiffened, his cock erupting in a torrent of hot, thick cum. Jet after jet painted Millie’s throat, the taste salty and tangy on her tongue.
She swallowed every drop, sucking and licking until Drake was completely spent. He withdrew his softening member from her lips, tucking it back into his pants.
“That was fucking incredible,” he panted, pulling Millie to her feet and crashing his mouth against hers in a searing kiss. “You’re a rock star, honey.”
Millie giggled, tasting herself on his tongue. She knew this was just the first of many auditions, many adventures in her new career. But right now, she savored the taste of success, the thrill of pushing boundaries and exploring new desires.
As Drake led her into the next room, Millie couldn’t help but grin. This was only the beginning, and she was ready for anything it might bring.
