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We are in the office of Lance Rakker (Turk's brother), CEO of Roof Top Productions, former porn star and soon to be indited by both State and Federal authorities on a wide selection of charges...

"I tell you this one will work!...No No...listen Ari...I've got top stars this time! We can do the whole damn thing for 25k...35 tops.
No shit!"

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"Who!...Lola Bangum that's who!...........whadya mean you never heard of her!...God man didn't you see the Doris Does Detroit series!?"

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"Yeah Ok sure, it's been a while...but this will be a comeback. A LOT of people remember Lola.........and Ari she still looks like a million bucks and she fucks like....."

"Mister Rakker, Miss Bangum is here to see you...."
The miniskirted and dangerously curved body of Nicole Cash,
Lance's 'private secretary stood framed in the door.

"Gotta go Ari...don't work Turk to hard now'...let's do lunch tomorrow."
He hung up the phone.

"Well show her in!....what are you waiting for?"
She hesitated...
"There's someone with her...."

"So?...send them both in."

Nicole paused,
"It's Derrik Long Mister Rakker."

The decade long rivalry between Long and Rakker had slipped into Porn Legend culminating in the notorious 'Santa Monica Fuck Off' that had landed them both in jail.

He sank back in his seat with a sigh.
So this was the special surprise Lola had talked about!
Well a desperate man grasps at straws...or derriks.

"Ok Nikki...show them in."




This is a story about the making of the Roof Tops' first adult feature. A hard boiled XXX film titled...well there's no title yet but it will feature the acting talents of many rooftoppers.
I will play the director/producer Lance, Lady Kit will star as the veteran porn queen Lola Bangum, Dawg69 will do the honors as Derrik and Maya's-Fury will fill the spike heeled shoes of Mitzie Framm.
Now that's not all...certain players will be asked to do cameos including our poor Las who hopefully is on the mend again.
If your interested in making an appearence in our film just PM me or Lady Kit. The thread is open to all who apply in this way and you don't have to be a RoofTop regular to do so.


Cast...if you don't like your names, feel free to create your own as you introduce your character...I'll edit the intro accordingly.

Kit, your on.......
 
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Lola Bangum

“Mister Rakker will see you now.”

Both of us? at the girls nod Lola looked triumphantly at Derrik

I told you he’d see us. Lance has his ass on the line this time.

Sweeping past the receptionist, Lola moves to the office door. Always the “star” she pauses just inside the door, making the most of her entrance.

Lance, darling, it’s so good to see you! I hope you don’t mind my little surprise, but I brought someone along.

Smiling brightly at the obviously angry man behind the desk Lola wonders if she has pushed to far in bringing Derrik with her. She couldn’t loose this chance at an on-screen come back! Since her last less than successful movie, “Lola & the Legionnaires” she’d been doing personal appearances in gentlemen’s clubs and bit parts in low budget porn, and she’d had enough. Pulling together all the cash she could raise, she’d called her friend Dr. Sidney Greenbaum, the best T & A man on the west coast, and had herself upgraded.

Lola had dressed with more than her usual care that morning, settling finally on a soft white blouse, and short black skirt. Extending from the skirt, were long beautifully proportioned legs, covered in sheer black stockings. The tight belt at her waist emphasized her full hips, and size 40DD (thanks to the good Doctor) breasts. Blonde hair and deep blue eyes completed the package.

Enjoying the appreciative look she was getting from Lance, Lola seated herself, and crossed her legs, allowing him just a glimpse of pale thigh above the stockings.

Momentarily distracted by the sight of Lolas cleavage, Lance pauses, before speaking.

“Mind, of course I don’t mind. But tell me,” glancing at Derrik “when did you hire a driver?”
 
Derrik swaggered his boastful walk into Lance's office. He stood atop his platform boots, his legs covered with skin tight leather pants, that clearly displayed the outline of his large cock. His large slightly hairy chest pushed through the open billowing silk peasant shirt. Derrik's blonde hair slicked back from his forehead in a shell of dippity-doo and wooly light brown mustace filled his upper lip as he beamed his pearly whites down at Lance.

"Driving her wild! That's right ole Quickie." Derrik snided at Lance. "Good to see you there Lance. Lola here indicated you needed someone who could go the distance for your new film." Derrik smiled broastfully and winked at Lola.

"Not sure you're up for it, Derrik." Lance quipped.

"Oh yeah baby. I'm up for it!" Derrik sat down next to Lola, his legs spread wide. The full length of his cock was clearly visible agains the inside of his thigh. "Lance, buddy, let's bury the hatchet and get to filming some burying of the hatchet!" Another big smile as Derrik fancied his lame play on words clever.

Both Lola and Lance rolled their eyes, as Lance stood and offered his hand to Derrik. "I do need a right prick for the film, and you're perfect." Lance smeered.

Derrik jumped up and shook Lance's hand. "Thanks dude!"
 
Nicole Cash

Nicole simply shook her head as she pulled the door to behind her. Allowing herself a quick mockery of the "star" as she swayed back to her desk.

"Lance, daaaarling... " Snickering to herself she half fell into her chair, fixing the short pleats of her burgundy plaid skirt and pushing up the sleeves of her matching sweater Long legs ended at ribbon-wrapped ankles. Strappy jute sandals boasted delicate feet and well manicured toes painted day-glo pink to match her short acrylic fingernails. Her lollipop found it's way back to her mouth, the only cherry about her aside from the color of her lips. She had that college-girl appeal, and used it to it's fullest extent. Soft brown fell in natural waves to the tops of full, natural breasts framing the implied innocence of doe-like cerulean eyes.

She sighed, convincing herself she didn't need this job. Daddy had bailed her out of any and every situation she'd ever found herself caught in, of course he'd come through for his little Nici-poo. He just had to.

What was all the mess about this Lola woman anyway?

"I should be in a flick, not some hacked old barbie doll." Flicking a paperclip across the room, the phone hollars in distress. Startled from her reverie, she punches the flashing button on the telephone cradle before picking up the handset.

"Roof Top Productions?..... Mister Rakker is in a meeting, may I take a message?"
 
"Lance, buddy, let's bury the hatchet and get to filming some burying of the hatchet!"

Looking at Derrik, Lola decided that in his case, at least, penis size definitely impacted brain capacity. Thank goodness that dialogue didn’t’ make up a large portion of his roles. Still, he was a great fuck, and he could always be counted on for the money shot.

Derrik, Sweetie, now that you've got Lance committed, why don't you go wait in the reception area? I need to work out some details on my own deal.

Sure Babe. Maybe I’ll give that cute little secretary a thrill. Puffing out his chest, and adjusting his cock to it’s best advantage, he swaggers from the room.

There I go, thinking with my genitals again. Giving a small sigh, she watches Derriks’ ass before the door closes behind him. Why are the beautiful ones always so dumb? Although she hated to admit it, Lola knew that a great body, male or female, too easily distracted her. She wondered how Lance ever got anything done with the little hottie he called a secretary. Maybe that explains the big desk, so many possibilities….Giving herself a mental shake, she drags her mind back to business.

Sorry to spring him on you like that, Lance, but we need him, and I knew you’d never call on your own. Now, tell me about this great deal you’ve got for me. Who else is in?
 
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ooc...dontcha love it when you lose a post.
I lost two this morning, both my 'Blues", Blue Coast and Blue movie, sitting there in note pad while I calmly hit the shut down button!...GOD!
 
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Lance tore his eyes away from those silicon marvels and made a quick survey of his leading lady.
"You look great Lola. How much did it cost you?"
She quoted a figure and he whistled.
"Lemme take a look okay?"

Leering provacatively at him, she slowly popped the buttons of her blouse letting loose two animals that needed no leashes to hold them down.
Rakker licked his lips.
"Greenbaum's work...and he doesn't take IOU's...lemme taste."

Lola sheathed her valuable assets with a laugh and a wink.
"Later stud, let's talk turkey first. What's the gig and how much do I take home."
She recrossed her legs, causing Lance to readjust his trousers for involuntary expansion. He sank back in his chair with a sigh.

"It'll be billed as your come back film baby. I already got Vivid interested in the distribution.
We'll do some interactive CD shit, promos at the clubs...you know...."
She looked at him steadily.
"Ahhh...you'll take home 21/2% of net."
His smile was weak...slightly sickening.

"12 and a half Lance...and 5 grand up front."

"Baby I don't have 5 and you know it!...but I'll give you five of net."

She stood up and leaned over the cigarette burned desk. Her breasts seemed menacing...she bounced them in her hands.

"I have to pay for these Lance...darling. And without me your fucked and you know it.
10% of net, two grand on the table and..."

Rakker was sweating.
"And what..."

"Derrik as the co-star."
She stood back and tried to cross her arms over her chest. They wouldn't reach.

"Nine ppercent, one grand and a quick fuck right now."

"Done."
Lola started unsnapping and Lance started unzipping at the same moment.

The intercom buzzed.
"Mister Rakker!... Help!"
Nicole's voice sounded stressed almost panicky.
"This asshole is coming on to me!
He's got his cock out! I've never seen anything like it!"
 
Honey, he's just trying to rehearse his role. You'll be fine! Now, please hold Mister Rikkers calls...he's going to be deep in negotiations for a bit.

Skirt, blouse and bra hit the floor, leaving Lola clad in nothing but garter, stockings and high heels. With a quick twist of her wrist, the door is locked against intrusions.

Lance watched the scene from his desk chair. His cock, a near equal in length to Derriks, standing rigidly errect.

"I love a woman that knows what she wants. Bring it here, Baby, lets negotiate."

Hands placed on the back rest of the chair, she presses her breasts against his face. Feeling his mouth sieze a hard and sensitive nipple brings a moan...

you always did have a great mouth Lance....that's it, mmmmm

Straddling his lap, she feels the brush of his hot cock against the wet lips of her pussy

awwww...thats.....soooo good bending her knees she lowers herself down over the thickening member....rising slightly....and lowering to take even more....

Lance feels her sex suck him inside, deeper, and deeper...

"thats it fuck me baby...take it all....." grasping her hips, he pulls her down over the full length bringing a gasp of pleasure from the beauty now impaled on his throbbing dick.

Standing, Lola firmly anchored to his body, Lance sweeps the surface of the desk clear and lays the writhing star on the scarred surface.

Holding her legs wide, he grins and begins to piston in and out...enjoying her loud moans and encouragement.

"Now, I'll drive"
 
Agent Baggs

Agent Baggs sits hunched over the surveillance equipment. The sound activated microphone started signaling several minutes ago.

"I tell you this one will work!...No No...listen Ari...I've got top stars this time! We can do the whole damn thing for 25k...35 tops.
No shit!"

Shaking her clenched fist in the air triumphantly, she smugly congratulates herself. She’d been right, he is going back into production. Well, that should make someone finally acknowledge what she’d been saying all along. Lance Rakker had not changed; he was still the same vile peddler of pornography. This time, she was going to see that he paid.

Vile was right. She could hear him now, consorting with that whore Lola Bangum. Oh the things they said….Gladys blushed just to think of it. There he was now, grunting and yelling…pressing her knees tightly together, she holds the headphones tight against her ears…the unmistakable sounds of sex come through, the volume increasing as Lance and Lola approach the culmination of their negotiations. It was only her dedication to duty that kept Gladys hanging on every sound.
 
Derrik swaggered through the door of Lance's office into the reception area. It was sparse with only a small desk and a couple chairs. A couple posters of some of Lance's previous movies hung on the walls in cheap frames. A dieing ficcas tree slumped in the far corner.

Derrik gazed of the long slender legs of the receptionist as they disappeared under her very short skirt. He stared obtusely at the shirt that hung off of her ample rounded breasts. He looked up to the rolling of her doe eyes and the lollipop that danced expertly around her "CSL's."

Derrik swaggered over to her desk, pulling his shirt open just a bit further to reveal even more of what was ulitmately a sculpted bronze chest. He leaned down on to the desk flashing his baby blues at the cynical secretary.

"You wanna be a porn star, babe?" The words dripped from his mouth with no subtlety.

She returned his comment with an even deeper roll of her eyes. "Well you can have this porn star anytime, sexy." Derrik retorted as he turned and sat on her desk.

One leg propped on her desk just so it was clearly visible to her the penile bulge that moved down one leg. Derrik watched her as her eyes could not help but see him. He smiled.

"The name's Derrik Long, and yours?" Derrik watched her stare linger on his impressive organ. "Want a better view, Miss?"

With that he stood and slowly unzipped the leather pants. He swayed his hips slowly as her pulled the waist ban down. Reaching in with one hand, Derrick pulled his very large cock from the confines of his tight leather pants. Even mostly flaccid the organ was long and had girth to spare.

Derrik looked up at the secretary as she punched the intercom button and spoke to Lance. Lance dismissed her quickly. She just sat in awe of Derrik standing in front of her with his cock in his hand.
 

Lola had lost none of her charms and the pneumatic enhancement of her breasts made it seem like he was fucking a brand new 'wannabe'.
Those expensive 'handles' of hers were perfect for fondling while he drove himself into his former co-star with wild abandon!
Long deep thrusts that rocked the old desk on it's foundations and the veteran pornstar on hers.
Frantic messages from the front office poured in over the intercom but Lance and Lola were to busy reliving old sex scenes to notice.

Their lust had become feverish. Her nails and heels were digging into Lance's back as he approached the point of no return.
Then came the money shot.
With a swift motion he pulled his slick wet rod from her grasping pussy with both hands and fountained a geyser of cum all over Lola's belly, breasts and face!
The last few drops glistened in the soft hair between her thighs and he collapsed on her hot wet body, breathing fast.

"You never change Lance."
Her voice had a sharp edge.
"A bucket of cum in under 30 seconds...hardly give a girl a chance to warm up....Now where's my thousand, cowboy?"
 
The intercom clicked off and there she was sitting there with this guy holding his huge prick just inches from her face. Rolling her eyes once again she did what any self-respecting woman should do.

The cloudless skies of her eyes met his own as she pulled the bright red sucker from her matching lips with a satisfying 'pop'. Her gaze shifting to that monster in his hand, tongue followed soon after the pop, cautiously removing the sticky remnants of candy.

"It is pretty impressive. I wonder what it would feel like slipping in between my lips, ya know?" Her eyes traveled up his body to his face as she reached out to run a hot pink nail tip just along the shaft of his hardening member. "Letting this big beautiful cock of yours slide past my tongue into my throat."

She brought her lollipop back up to those lips, her tongue snaking out giving it a few teasing licks before letting its sticky sweetness enter her mouth. Derrik saw that... yes, she was a born cocksucker, and she didn't even have to prove it with a cock. Moving to stand, she let the softness of her sweater-covered breasts brush his hard length as they traveled their way up his body to settle against his chest. She pulled at the little white stick clamped between her lips, and winked at him with a sly smile.

His eyes widened then he winced at the sound of the lollipop crunching between her teeth. As she removed the cleaned stick from her mouth and set it in his open mouth.

"Close..." He obliged as she ran a finger slowly down his cest. Leaning over, she clicked the intercom button.

"Miss Bangum, your dog needs to be walked." She sat back into her chair, slowly crossing her legs, giving him a flash of the white lace that lay just beneath her skirt.

"By the way, name's Nicole."
 
"Wooooweeee!" Derrik cat-called rolling the lollipop stem around in his open mouth. "Girl you so bad, we'd be great together!" He winked at her.

Derrik took another step closer to Nicole, his hardening cock still hanging just above his tight pants. "Nicole? Well it is very nice to meet you, Nicole. I very much look forward to getting to know you better." Derrik smiled down at her, his large cock surged forward and up as he spoke his words.

Derrik could see her eyes betray her as she watched him bounce in front of her. "I'm glad you like what you see. I do love pleasing a woman." Derrik was able to make his cock almost leap as he finished the last sentence.

He stepped back away from her. Pressing his cock into his pants and zipping the zipper closed, Derrik winked at her. He walked over to the small window and looked out over the street a couple stories belown. Sagging down on one foot, Derrik stuck his sculpted ass just so, know Nicole still watched.
 
Lola

Will I take a What?! Lance, you want me to take an IOU? What do I look like a fuckin Cedit Union?

"Baby...baby...how could I know your beauty would over come me. I didn't prepare. I need to move some money around...my portfolio is diverse, you'll have to give me a day or two."

Lola is the picture of female outrage, chest heaving, breasts moving in a hypnotic rhythm. Adjusting her skirt, she looks scathingly at Lance.

Well, darling, if you'd been any good, I might not have wanted the thousand at all. Call me when you're ready to start casting. I want approval, and I'll take your IOU for Two Thousand. Ain't interest a bitch?

Lance sputters and cusses, but when Lola threatens to leave the production, and put the word out that he's broke, he reluctantly agrees to her demands.

Derrik & Nicole jump back as the inner door opens. Lola strides out, pulling her blouse on as she moves.

Derrik, we're leaving. I've quite finished with Mister Rakker...for now. Take me home.

Lance watches as Lola walks out the office door. Her tight ass sways as she moves. Remembering that she had squeezed him for a second thousand, he feels the beginnings of another erection, turing away he says,

"What a woman," and smiles.
 
Lance


"Nicole come in here please...I need you to take some, ahhhh...dictation."

His sexy girl friday strode into the room and plopped down on the cracked and worn sofa.
She crossed her legs and arms...there was no sign of a steno pad.
"Please do not expect me to entertain the horsecocked cretins that make up the male half of this industry Mister Rakker."

He looked at her and wondered again why a Doctorial candidate from Berkely had answered his ad for a secretary in the LA times.
"Why did you take the job if you don't like the people we deal with sugar?...It certainly wsan't for the pay."

She peered at him with bright glittering eyes over her round glasses.
"Because Mister Rakker, I beleive there is a vital role for adult entertainement to play in this frantic anxious world we live in where people fuck but never really know each other...It can be made to serve as a symbolic archtype for human understanding on the most base level of sexual resonance...please don't call me 'sugar'."

Oh God she wants to be the Ingmar Bergman of porn!

"Well then let's take a look at these two scripts and see which one is most base."
He passed her copies of
"The Dick Strokes at Midnight", by one Johnny Rodd
and "Tabor Meets the Sex Slaves of Flesh Planet"
by a certain Lance Barton.
She frowned at them as though he'd laid diirty toilet paper in her lap.

"Whazza matter baby, come on take a look. I know we gotta edit some."

Nicole stood up and walked over to his desk, sliding her trim ass onto it, she crossed her legs and looked at him.

"I'll make you a deal Lance."
It was the first time she'd called him that!

"I have a script... a good one. You produce it and I can find you the bright new talent you said the picture needed to balance Miss Overthehill."

"Oh, yeah?"
Suddenly he was interested.
"Who?"

she took off her glasses and leaned very close.
"Me."
 
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Lola

“Oh that’s it baby….do it, give it to me…Harder, Harder….Ohhhh Yessss!” Reclining among the silken pillows on her bed, Lola plays with her smoothly shaven pussy as she watches a favorite video on a large screen TV. On the bed next to her lies an assortment of dildos and vibes.

The action on the screen heats up as Nina Hartley, one of Lolas’ favorites, is administering some discipline to two beautiful women. Holding them at her mercy in a stark jail cell, the buxom porn star is at her best as she teases the two into near frantic arousal.

Through half closed eyes, Lola imagines herself in the role of the guard. How delightful it would be to have two nubile beauties to serve my sexual needs. Grinning wickedly, she dips her fingers into the moist warmth of her slit, massaging her swollen clit as the tip of her finger teases her hot hole. Probably a script in this…closing her eyes to the action on the screen and slowly inserting a 10” rubber cock into her pink lipped pussy, she imagines the scene….

In the center of a large jail cell stands a female guard. Two women lie face down on the floor at her feet, each is nude, save for gray thongs and a numbered collar; one has flaming red hair that lies in thick waves across her slightly flushed skin, the other is a tanned and voluptuous blonde. Both start as the husky voice of the guard sounds from above their heads. `

You are nearly finished with your indoctrination to your new home. Just one final thing before I leave you.

You. Up on your hands and knees,
she says to the blonde who quickly rises into position. Her breasts hang full and heavy, nipples dark and hard point back toward the cold floor. Full hips and a heart-shaped ass completed the delightful vision.

and you…on your knees too, right back behind her


Just as scene one was about to explode into action, Lola exploded into orgasmic delight. Legs spread wide, she reams her dripping cunt with the thick rubber cock. Furiously stroking her clit, she gets herself off and moans aloud as her vaginal muscles spasm. She feels her juices warm and wet on her hand and can’t resist a taste. Sighing with pleasure, she leans back against the pillows.

Wow....What a movie that would make….
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Morning found Lola up at 5am for her daily workout. When the new girls in the business asked her how to survive in the porn industry, she always gave the same answer. “Take care of your equipment and it will take care of you.” She also believed that equipment should be properly inspected, so she worked out in the nude. Her private gym was mirrored so that she could see every part of her tight form as she exercised. The decorator had drawn the line at a mirrored floor, citing Lolas personal safety, and the decorators liability insurance. But from every other angle she was visible, consequently, if she had had a bad side for the camera, she would have had it fixed by now. Some mornings she found it exciting to lay back on the weight bench and watcher her many selves masturbate. This morning, she had other things on her mind.

Stepping off the treadmill, she speaks into the cordless headset phone.

Lance, I've got great news! I spoke with Melissa at Wildfire today. She has a new girl. Mel says she’d be perfect for our movie. Says she has that hot, horny, innocent look. She’s Just Divine!

What do you mean? “Who is this?” It’s Lola.


“Lola! Do you know what time it is? Do you fucking know it is Six Fucking A M?!”

Well, of course I do. I just finished my work out and it takes me precisely 60 minutes inside before I hit the pool for another hour.

Anyway…about this girl, you really ought to meet her. You heard what I said didn’t you? Just Divine. We could see her together, later this morning. Audition her? Ok?


Hearing growls from the other end of the line…

Maybe afternoon? I’ll call that..Lance? Lance? Hmm, must have gotten disconnected.

Smiling at the phone

Rule number one, defeat the enemy from within, sleep depravation is a good start. I am not going to let you get in the way of my come back Lance. This is going to be a great skin flick!

Now, where do I find a writer with some vision?
 
Just Divine

Standing, looking at myself in the mirror as I dry off from the shower. Checking that I also touched up all areas. Like to be always smooth. (In fact am told to be.)

Applying lotion and oil. Put my shoulder length hair up and smile realizing how much more red it will become as the summer sun touches it. Take my gold choker off, and polish it with the towel. Need to make sure all the dulling soap is removed. I do wear it all the time. Replacing the chain, stroking it gently, remembering the meaning.

Apply light make up. Thinking this is an interview, a tryout. If there is any filming then proper makeup will have to be done. A little light foundation, mascara, and some deep blue eye shadow to bring out the color of my eyes and a dark lipstick.

Dressing in a snug fitting bra. I like the way my breasts are pushed up, and firmed wearing the 38C. Don’t care for the way I seem to swim in a D-cup, even though that is what I am told by fitters I should wear. Roll up the thigh highs. Put on an embroidered peach sweater that buttons up the front, a snug fitting deep blue skirt, and low heels.

Smiles, briefly touches the choker and shakes my head. Oh well, He does say NO panties.

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Exiting the taxi I enter the location I was given. I see the receptionist, smile and give her my name. “Good morning, I am Just Divine and I am here for the audition.”
 
"Mister Rakker?" He looked the picture of a rough awakening, trodding past her desk and into is office. She had been a morning person by default for most of her life. Flipping a switch she turned on the answering machine and followed him. Leaning against the door, it closed with a soft click, this barely disguising the fact that she also flipped the lock on the door. Glancing up, he rubbed his face attempting to dislodge the palor of sleep.

"Good, Nicole, honey... get me some coffee." He watched her as she walked over beside his desk. Her usual skirt and sweater combination consisted of black and a soft baby powder pink, respectively. Black strappy sandals accentuated the lengths of her legs. Her hair hung loose down her back, a few lightly curled layers framed her face, glasses absent letting ice blue eyes peer down at him. Those garishly pink nail tips clicked on the desktop as she leaned against it.

"In a little bit, right now, we need to discuss busines."

"Oh not you too! For Christ's sake what..."

She slid before him on the desk with ease, her skirt riding up past it's naturally modest length. Placing one foot beside his leg on his chair, she swirled him to face her. Her other foot following suit at the other side. The smooth lengths of her inner thighs continued almost unending to disappear beneath her skirt. Lance's gaze followed those thighs up to the pale pink lace thongs. 'The girl knows how to accessorize, that's for damned sure.'

"Alright, what is it exactly that we're discussing, I'm listening?"

A slender finger pulled his chin up forcing his gaze to hers.

"My script... and my starring role."
 
Lola Bangum

Arriving at Lances' office for the first day of auditions, Lola isn't surprised find the receptionist missing and the inner door to the office closed. The murmured voices from within, explain the absence of Nicole, and Lola wonders if this is part of their daily "grind." Grinning, she perches on the edge of the desk to wait.

Legs crossed, the front slit in the skirt of Lolas’ pinstriped suit opens to reveal the length of stocking-clad legs and allows only a hint at the warm darkness where they meet. Topped by a well-cut blazer over a matching vest the suit fits the voluptuous porn star like a glove. The low cut vest accentuates the deep cleft between tanned breasts, and patent leather pumps with 4” heels and an ankle strap are anything but demure.

Before long, her ears perk at the sound of raised voices. Lances low tones are too garbled to understand, but the female voice comes through loud and clear.

“Mister Rakker, I simply will not accept anything but a starring role in this picture.”

“But”…mumble mumble…. “Lola?”

The woman laughs and her voice raises, “Lola?! That over the hill has been? She couldn’t carry my script in a bag, let alone on her back. You need a fresh face, new talent. You need me. Think about it.”

The last sentence is spoken as Nicole opens the door of Lances’ office. Turning, she is surprised to find Lola waiting for her. Momentarily flustered and wondering just how much of her conversation was overheard, Nicole plants a smile on her face and greets her rival as she closes the door.

“Why, Miss Bangum, I didn’t hear you come in…have you been waiting long? I’ll let Mister Rakker know you’re here.”

Oh, lets wait a bit before we tell Lance I’m here. I think you and I need to have a little chat first. Just us girls…..Now, have a seat. I’ll start.

Swinging around, Lola pushes the startled woman down onto her chair. Moving in close, she traps Nicole between her shapely thighs in much the same way that the younger woman had trapped Lance. Placing her hands on the armrests of the chair, the buxom beauty leans forward. Her breasts inches from Nicoles’ face, Lola rubs her legs gently against the bare outer thighs of her captive as she begins to speak.

Now, listen up Sweet Cheeks. There is one star in this film, and that’s me. You may think I’m past my prime, but don’t kid yourself. I haven’t built a career in films by running for the plastic surgeon every time a new face shows up. I’ve done it by being very good at what I do. If you don’t believe me, I'd be happy to demonstrate…

The heat from Lolas body, and the scent of jasmine (with a hint of sex) causes Nicole to momentarily loose her usual bravado. Lola leans closer, her faces inches away…

“Good morning, I am Just Divine and I am here for the audition.” Seeing the two women, nearly embracing by the reception desk, the newcomer smiles brightly….

“Well, I can see I’m in the right place.”
 
Derrik had just completed his morning run and was stretching outside his apartment when he saw a familiar face drive by the backseat of a cab. He shot straight up the stairs and showered quickly. Sliding easily into a pair of linen pants and loose linen shirt that he did not button, Derrik grabbed his keys, near empty wallet and shot out the door.

Moments later he was apologizing to a mad cabby as he walked quickly to the building. Derrik climbed the stairs quickly and was prepared to be shocked upon entering the lobby of Lance’s office. As he walked in he was not only shocked but also completely amazed. Just Devine stood just before him her own mouth agape. Spread out hovering over the receptionist was an obviously very angry Lola.

Derrik stepped up to Justy and planted his large hand on her firm round bottom. “Hey there sexy. Didn’t know you were gonna be in this film too? Looks like Lola’s tryin’ to recruit more fun.”

Just Devine turned to him, her faced aghast. As she made eye contact and realized it was her last co-star, her look of shock grew to a smile. She tossed her arms around him and hugged him tight. Derrik looked over her shoulder at the luscious long legs of Lola as they spread around Nicole, and felt the joy of Just Devine’s amble breasts pressing into his chest. Without warning his own arousal began to grow.

“I think I’m gonna have fun making this movie!”
 

"Unhhh...girls...LADIES!...HEY!!!"
Lance stood up quickly ready to leap between both angry femmes. The last thing he needed was black eyes and scratched faces. Both women had talons instead of nails.

"Who are you?"
A stunning redhead had entered the office!
"Hi I'm Just Devine."

"Oh God yes you are...now help me!"
With the aid of Miss Divine Lola was removed from Nicole's lap in time for Derrik's arrival.
Thrusting his body between the receptionist and the porndiva, Lance waited anxiously while Derrick and the redhead greeted each other in a manner that raised the heat in the room 10 degrees and his cock 10 inches.
A quick look on both sides showed him two pairs of luscious breasts, thrusting agressively at each other.
"Ladies please, let's follow their example and set a mood of freindly...very freindly co-operation.
After all we all are in this together right?...
Right?"


OOC...apologies for my short post.
This is about the most frantic weekend I can remember coming up.
I'll try to get back to BM again at least once.
Maya, Kit, Dawg and Kayte...I think we have a chemestry here. This will be a great thread!
 
“Right?”

Breasts heaving, face slightly flushed, Lola is a sight to behold. Her eyes glitter dangerously as she looks past Lance to the momentarily subdued Nicole. Remembering her favorite phrase, “age and treachery will overcome youth and enthusiasm any day” Lola smiles brightly at Lance.

Of course you’re right Lance, I don’t know what came over me. Reaching out she slips her hand around the back of Nicoles’ neck, pulling her face close, Lola murmers,

Lets kiss and make up, shall we?

Placing her lips against Nicoles, Lola nibbles gently, loving the feel of the soft lips of another woman. Feeling no resistance, she presses her mouth fully against the slightly parted lips and allows herself a moment of exploration, a quick taste with the tip of her tongue, and Lola reluctantly steps back. Always keep the opposition off balance.

Turning to Lance, Lola places her hand on his waist. Letting her fingers drift down, she feels his erection struggling to escape from his pants. Curling her fingers around his shaft she strokes him through the fabric.

Lance, what are we going to do about this situation? You know I won’t play second fiddle to anyone. You’re going to have to decide who the star of this film is, and you have to do it now.

After giving his cock a final squeeze, Lola steps to Derrik and Just Divine. Moving first to Derrik, she kisses him soundly, enjoying the feel of his cool skin against her heated chest. Moaning as Derrik slides his hands over her ass, she feels her control slip when he pulls her against his stiffing member.

Breaking the kiss, she says with a knowing smile, Just finished your run didn’t you Derrik? You’re the only many I know that gets horny when he works out.

And last but not least. Obviously, you are Just Divine. I’m Lola, welcome to our little family.
Holding out her hand to the newcomer Lola smiles.
 
Just Divine

Looking around I see quite a tableau. Two women and a man looking like he is going to have to break them up. From him I hear, "Oh God yes you are...now help me!" We do manage to separate them.

Hearing a new voice and feeling a hand caress my ass I turn to find myself facing of all people, Derrik. Hugging him tightly I smile! “Hi old cohort. So you are checking this out too?”

Hearing one of the women speak I pull away to watch the two women engage in a most erotic but brief kiss. After breaking the kiss, the one then speaking, caresses one of the men as she tells him she is the star of the movie. (After seeing that kiss, I agree to myself she is ).

Finally I move back a little more as she moves to Derrik and greets him with no less a kiss. Hmmm. As I think this could be quite a movie, if I make it pass the cut.

As her hand is now extended to me I take it as I hear Lola welcome me.

“ Thank you Lola, it is quite something to be here I had no idea one of my old friends was going to show as well.”

“Can you fill me in on the details of the tryout?”
 
“Can you fill me in on the details of the tryout?”

OMG! Lola thought, whatever I’ve done to deserve this jewel I’ll do again…twice! The question, so innocently asked seems to somehow hold other meanings and the porn diva can’t help but imagine all of the ways she’d like to try out the delectable Miss Divine. Still stirred from the earlier altercation with Nicole, Lola can feel the wetness of her arousal. Judging by the bulges to be seen in the pants of Lance and Derrik, she isn’t the only one who would like to try out the red-haired beauty.

It really depends on you my dear. Do you have any particular preferences as to your role? Of course, there are the physical standards to be reviewed, but from what I can see, that shouldn’t be a problem.

Lance, you’re the director, what do you think?


“Oh, so now you’re going to ask me? I was beginning to think that you’d taken over completely! First my secretary…”

“Executive Assistant, if you please, Mister Rikker! We have discussed this if you’ll recall.” Pipes in the now recovered Nicole.

“…fine…my Executive Assistant…and now casting. Is there anything else you’d like to do? Oh, hell, never mind, lets go to my office and get on with this!” Adjusting his still swelling cock, Lance strides into his office.

Once inside, Lance turns to Just Divine and barks out “ok, lets see what we’ve got. Strip baby, show us your stuff.”

Closing the door behind her, Lola joins Justy (as Derrik calls her) and Lance for the audition. Standing behind the stunning starlet, she takes a moment to appreciate the perfection of Justys derrière. Watching for a reaction, Lola allows her hand to lightly brush across the snug fitting skirt as she passes. Moving around, she settles herself on the corner of the desk to watch with rapt attention as Justy begins to disrobe.
 
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