Teen Model’s Anal Audition

The salacious tale of “Teen Model’s Anal Audition” unfolds as the camera pans over a dimly lit studio, the air thick with tension and unspoken desire. A petite blonde, barely 18, sits nervously on a couch, her legs crossed demurely, trying to hide the fact that she’s not wearing any panties beneath her short skirt. This is Kayla, the aspiring teen vixen, here for an “audition” that’s far gone beyond the boundaries of the typical casting call.

Her interviewer, a ruggedly handsome man with a predatory gleam in his eyes, lounges across from her, slowly sipping on a glass of Scotch. He’s no ordinary talent scout, but rather a powerful, lecherous film director with a taste for forbidden fruits. He lets the silence stretch on, allowing Kayla’s anxiety to build as she shifts uncomfortably on the couch.

“Auditions are always nerve-wracking, aren’t they, Kayla?” he finally purrs, his voice dripping with innuendo. “But don’t worry, you’re not here for the usual kind of audition.” His eyes rove appreciatively over her lithe body, lingering on the swell of her breasts beneath her thin sweater.

Kayla’s cheeks flush pink, but she meets his gaze head-on, a spark of defiance flickering in her baby blues. “I know exactly what kind of audition this is,” she replies, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. “I’m not afraid of a little… intimidation.”

The director chuckles darkly, setting his glass aside. “Oh, but I think you will be.” He rises fluidly to his feet, moving towards her with a catlike grace. “The question is, will you crumble… or will you take everything I dish out and come back for more?”

Kayla stands, squaring her shoulders. She’s no wallflower, and she won’t back down. Slowly, teasingly, she hikes up her skirt, revealing her bare bottom. “If you think I’m going to collapse at the first sign of trouble, you’ve got another think coming.” She turns around, bending over the arm of the couch and presenting her pert ass to him, wiggling it invitingly.

The director smirks, already unfastening his belt. “We’ll see about that.” He delivers a sharp slap to her rear, watching with satisfaction as the flesh ripples. Kayla gasps, but doesn’t protest, arching her back to offer herself up fully.

Taking his time, he frees his thick cock from the confines of his trousers, letting it spring out to slap against herAss. Kayla greedily eyes the impressive length and girth, feeling a rush of wetness between her legs. She wants this – no, needs this – and she’ll die of frustration if he leaves her hungry.

Seizing his shaft in one hand, he grips her hip with the other, guiding himself to her tight, puckered entrance. “This is where all the other girls fall apart,” he taunts, rubbing the flared head of his cock against her hole.

Kayla braces herself, fingers digging into the upholstery. She’s never been taken here before, but she won’t admit to him that the thought alone terrifies her. “Do your worst,” she challenges, flashing a bravado she doesn’t quite feel.

With a growl of triumph, he pushes forward, violating her virgin hole with one hard thrust. A yelp of pain and shock escapes Kayla as she’s filled ruthlessly, his turgid member cleaving through her resistance like a hot knife through butter.

“F-fuck,” she whimpers, her legs quivering as her body struggles to accommodate his girth. “You’re so big.” But even as she stammers out the words, her inner walls begin to relax, enveloping him like a velvet glove.

The director grins wickedly, admiring how her tight rear stretches obscenely around him. “That’s it,” he praises, giving her ass cheek a condescending pat as if he’s consoling a child. “Take it all like a good girl.”

Blinded by a mix of shame and arousal, Kayla can only moan as he starts to move, sawing his cock in and out of her abused hole. Every thrust drags a cry from her throat, pleasure warring with pain until she can’t tell them apart.

He fucks her hard and fast, the obscene slap of flesh meeting flesh filling the room as he pounds her willing body. His hands roam her scantily clad form, squeezing her tits through her sweater, tweaking her sensitive nipples to hardened peaks.

Toying with her, he drives her to the brink, his cock slamming deep into her guts as he grinds against her cervix. Kayla writhes and mewls, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth as she comes undone. “Please,” she whimpers, “oh god, please!”

He gives her no respite, forcing her to ride out the waves of her orgasm. Only when she slumps, boneless and spent, does he withdraw from her ravaged rump. Kayla can only whimper when the cool air hits her raw, twitching hole.

But he’s not done yet, and he flips her over onto her back, spearing his cock into her pussy without warning. Still fluttering from her recent climax, her cunt squeezes him like a vice as he starts to move frantically. Hair damp with sweat, features twisted in lust, he looks utterly animalistic as he chases his own pleasure.

Trapped beneath him, Kayla can only hang on for dear life, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he slams into her. He’s merciless, using her like a piece of meat, his hips jutting forward in a frantic rhythm.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” he warns, his balls drawing up tight. A few more erratic pumps and he tenses, his cock erupting like a geyser, flooding her with his thick spunk.

With a shuddering gasp, Kayla feels his seed bathing her inner walls, a trickle leaking out around his shaft to splatter onto the floor. Groaning, he slumps against her, pinning her beneath his heavy weight.

“What… what happens now?” Kayla asks dazedly after a long moment, still trying to catch her breath. Her stomach churns oddly as the reality of what just happened begins to sink in.

The director rolls off of her carelessly, his softening cock slipping from her abused hole with a wet sound that makes her wince. “Now,” he says smugly, already pulling up his pants and tucking himself away, “You’ve passed the audition. Congratulations.”

Kayla struggles upright, wincing at the discomfort between her legs. She should feel used, cheap… but as she glances down at her creamy thighs, smeared with his copious release, a new heat kindles low in her belly.

Perhaps this is exactly where she belongs.