IC: American Porn Idol

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The ad read:

"Have a talent? Want to win a million dollars for that talent? Then you have came to the right place!!!"


The network was about to drop them from their lineup. Bowling for Bucks was a bust in the worst way. But honestly how could they compete? American Idol had raped Tuesday and Wednesday night ratings. Survivor was Thursday nights main attraction Wife Swap held onto Mondays. Fridays and Saturdays were synonymous with theaters and Sunday nights were taken for religious purposes. What show could compete?


Vivica Taylor worked as producer for IFUX TV. She had gone down hard when Bowling for Bucks had bombed. The idea that lay on her desk was scarier and bigger than anything she had ever done. Of course she would have creative control and could say who and what. The show she wanted to pitch would have to be big. This was big in itself. She made her first call to the agent of Ms. Bebe Toulous the infamous XXX porn star. She had a position as a judge along side herself for a new reality based show she wanted to push. She did the usual chit chat leaving a call back number with her secretary and pushed the phone back into its cradle. She again picked up the thrown together pages of her show. The network had ran with the idea. Two more judges. A milion contestants. Would american go for it? Would american decide who would be the first AMERICAN PORN IDOL ?
 
Name:Marcus Blackrod

Hometown:Hugewang,Georgia

Talent:Marathon fuck sessions and cumshots.

Inspirations:Lex Steel,Micheal Jordan,Tupac


I'll post a bio if you need me to.
 
Vixen

"All right, where's the producer for this gig?" shouted Vixen, a too-tough, too slutty redhead who looked like she just stepped out of punk movie.

Vixen was dressed in mismatched clothes, mostly underwear worn as outerwear. Some tears and rips were kept together by large safety pins. Others were left open, exposing a fair amount pale skin. Her makeup gave her a goth look. Piercings added to her exotic look. Her foul mouth attracted attention.

"Is this the fucking American Porn Idol auditions, or what," she said to no one in particular. "Who do I have to suck off to get on the show?"

Vixen eventually found someone in charge, and handed out her bio sheet, complete with pictures that left little to the imagination. among the obscene photos on the sheet, the close-up of the foul-mouthed Vixen with mascara running down her face due to the sperm facial she obviously had just received, drew the most attention.

Her bio, specifically written to appeal to the American Porn Idol producers, read:

Name: Vixen, punk slut

Age: 23

Appearance: Red hair, pale skin, fit body, average breasts, long legs, some piercings, one tattoo.

Hometown: I grew up in Peculiar, Mo. but currently roam the mean streets of New York.

Talent: I have a dirty mouth, a cocky disposition, an ability to endure mistreatment and a talent as an experienced cocksucker.

Inspiration: Madonna, Courtney Love, Linda Lovelace

Quote: "If you want a dumb blonde with fake tits as your next American Porn Idol, then vote me off the motherfucking show right away. But if you're looking for a nasty girl who will use all of her holes, then I'm the fucking slut you need."

"So am I on the fucking show?" Vixen said. "Or what?"
 
Bebe Fillmore nee Toulouse, pointed her blood red lacquered nail at each of the bulleted items of the contract she had just received from IFUX TV. The producer, a Vivica Taylor, had her lawyer send over the usual multipage document to Bebe's lawyer who was currently sitting next to Bebe on the davenport in her front room. The contract seemed to be the typical one issued in these cases: show up for all auditions and the final shows, follow the judging guidelines, represent the program to the media, keep any final results a secret, stay out of the yellow journalists hate book, be charming obnoxious but not detrimental to the television audience, watch your language.

Bebe signed that she could do all those things, but then paused and looked at her agent and lawyer. "I do not see any mention of a dressing room or trailer, I would definitely need one or the other. What about make up and hair? I would insist on bringing my own. Are there accomodations for my assistant? Marcy will need a desk, phone and assorted other assistantly things. I also will need accommadations for Fifi," Bebe reached out to the toy poodle and patted her hard enough that the dog's head bobbed like a bobble toy. "And of course I could not possibly consider doing this show if I don't have my favority Vernor's Ginger Ale and Ritz Crackers."

As Bebe pet the miniature toy poodle again, she missed the rolling of the eyes by both her manager and lawyer. Had she seen the unspoken commentaries, she would have ignored them, she paid both men a very nice sum to cater to her whims. Scooping up Fifi, she tugged the pink ribbon clipped to the dog's head back into place, and swept across the room in highly dramatic style, "Oh, and Godfrey, please remember that I choose my own clothing. Do be a good boy and let me know when I must be at the studio or whereever it is that I am supposed to be." She waved her hand in a mixture of farewell and dismissal as she climbed up one side of the curving staircase that led to her second floor bedroom suite. On the king size platform canopy bed were dozens of packages all with the Dior logo. Her maid Maria, whose real name was Juanita, but Bebe called all the maids Maria, was undoing the packages and laying out the results of Bebe's shopping extravaganza of the previous week.

The highly recognizable lines of the forties styles of dresses and gowns were reflected in the dozens of day dresses and evening gowns that Bebe had chosen. Shades of blues and reds, greens and violets that brought out the green of her eyes and the platinum blonde of her hair. Sweetheart necklines, nipped waists and pencil line skirts all designed to show to advantage Bebe's assests. Bebe picked up one dress and held it before her in the mirror, checking to see if the green matched her eyes. Seeing her breasts still standing proudly, her tiny waist and flat stomach she smiled, "Not bad for a broad in her forties."

Her husband, Michael, cousin to the senator of Vermont, poked his head into the room. Seeing Bebe's preoccupation with her gowns, he called out gaily, "You look beautiful in anything, Darling, and most especially in nothing at all."

With a brief salute he headed down to the game room to shoot a game of billiards with his cousin, who was visiting California for a fundraising dinner for the senator representing California. Bebe had declined to go, announcing that $500 for chicken dijon and political rhetoric was more than she was willing to pay. It was of course not the money but the rhetoric to which Bebe objected. While the men were out to dinner, Bebe had plans for a complete massage and bath. If she was going to be on television, she needed to look her best.
 
Hearing the yelling from inside her office, Vivica walked out to see what the commotion was. A pretty young girl with wild hair was raising hell on her poor attendant.

"Hey, hey, calm down. Im Vivica Taylor can I help you?" She said as the young girl thrust the papers into her hands. She couldnt believe what she was reading. The bio was perfect. The pictures, though lewd and obscene, were also of good quality.

"Vixen is it? well, if you would like we could step into my office and discuss just that very question of whether or not your on the show" she said and with a quick gesture, she motioned for her attendant to come closer.

"Laurel, some refreshments for my guests please" she said as she lead the girl into her plush corner office.

"Now Miss Vixen, lets discuss these so called talents you possess. I want you to describe for me what you do and how you use your talents and how they would make you the next Idol" she said getting comfortable in her chair. She was no prude and she knew if this girl was as good as the resume said, she would be well into her second or third orgasm by the time she finished.
 
"Well, Viv, I can do damn near anything you want me to do," Vixen started, outlining her experience in a quick staccato delivery, as girls in the younger generation were quick to do.

"I started in high school, of course, doesn't everybody, giving blowjobs to all the boys and seeing how popular I became so quickly because men are so easy. Put your lips around their cock and they'll do anything, so I did and it was great. I learned I liked to be the nasty bitch at school and before long I think I sucked off every guy in the placel, except for Frank Masters who was the goody-goody kind who was always studying, but I did just about everyone else including damn near the whole football team on homecoming night after they won. I was placed in the corner of a large group shower and they came over one-by-one for a victory blow job. Most of them didn't last very long and pulled out before they shot their load so I was covered in sperm very quickly and then the wide receivers came in as a group and groped me all over and I took turns sucking them until they all unloaded more or less at the same time. Before it was over I was covered in sperm and they carried me to a running shower and soaped me all up, rinsing the sperm away. I think it was then I came to love being a slut becsause I got what every girl in school wanted -- attention from the guys."

Vixen stopped for a minute to catch her breath, asking Vivica if it was OK to smoke. After lighting up and drawing deeply on the cigarette, Vixen continued with the sordid tale of her life, again in a rapid-fire way.

"So I didn't go to college, just slutted around and tried to get my hands on as much cock as I could. By this time I was already fucking and decided I could do it forever. It almost didn't matter what the guy was like as long as he had a large hunk of meat between his legs and agreed to put it in me. Not too many guys resisted so I was always able to get satisfaction fucking my way through life and enjoying every minute of it."

"I tried out for a topless joint when I was 19 and discovered my true talent was performing and I used my nasty ways to coerce men to reach in their pockets for dollar bills. I loved showing my pussy and shoving it in a man's face because that was the quickest way to his money and I was making a fortune in tips because I always tried to be more daring than the next girl, you know the cutesy all-American model types, ususally blonde with fake tits who always thought they were better than everybody but they wouldn't get too kinky onstage since they thought it was beneath them but I would because not only did I enjoy it, men paid well for a dirty girl so I continued to be the dirtiest girl I could even as far as rubbing oil on my pussy to make it look more wet for the paying customers. It really turned me on displaying myself and that's where I started with the punk slut look because it suits me when I wear off the wall clothes that are sexy but tarnished and torn which I think is the perfect slutty look because it's a feminine style but obviously shows I don't give a shit what anybody thinks especially when they caution me about opening my legs too much for men but fuck 'em if they don't like it becaise I'll fuck whenever and whoever I want."

Pulling on the cigarette again, Vixen continued her dialogue at warp speed.

"I've done a few little videos with some guys who had a couple of cameras but it was strictly amateur stuff even though I thought I looked great on TV especially the closeups when I was sucking someone's big cock and he came in my mouth. Very yummy. We did some threesomes where two guys took me on, filling two holes at once and pawing me all over as I writhed for the camera not just pretending to enjoy it but REALLY enjoying it. I didn't have to pretend with a lot of fake moaning and groaning when a guy was pumping me hard either from behind or as I lay on my back with my legs spread wide while he pounded my cunt so much it was sore the next day. The home movies were where I really got a taste for rough and nasty sex probably because I enjoy letting go with complete abandon and becoming more and more out of control as the men just start using me as nothing more than a set of holes. I am a great sextoy because I'll willingly submit to the kinkiest stuff the guys want to do since it turns me on to the max plus there's the humiliation aspect when guys comment on my whorish nature calling me all sorts of names that I actually revel in because it doesn't matter what they do as long as they fill my pussy with hot cock. You see I know I'm a slut but I don't care because it excites me and makes me happy like I told my two friends Todd and Derek, they're black you know, and they love it when they brag to their friends about the white slut they can use whenever they want which is fine because I like nothing more than their huge black cocks pounding away at my cunt."

Winding down, Vixen yammered on.

"If you're looking for someone who won't shy away from any situation and will provide the best fucking scenes you've ever produced then you'll want me on this fucking show. You'll never find a better cocksucker I can tell you that even if you have several guys cramming their big cocks in my face it doesn't matter which leads to gangbangs, which I adore if only for the amazing amount of fucking male energy in the room that is all directed at me."

"I'm a natural for the Porn Idol show, Viv," Vixen said. "I'll fuck and suck all you want and with whoever you want. Use me often and use me well. I'll tell you one thing, guys will dream about fucking me just because they can see I'm a nasty bitch up for anything they want to do. I know because I've done it. You're looking at one punk slut who's the real fucking deal."

"So, Viv, if you're done with me and finished fingering your pussy, can I get a fucking bottle of water?"
 
Caught totally off gurad by her last statement, Vivica didnt realize she was doing just that. This girl was it. She was definately a taker. Pulling her fingers from her wet hole, she called for the woman at the desk to bring in some water and to get BeBe Toulouse on the phone for her.

"Well, Vixen, I think we can guarantee you a spot on the show. I will be in touch as we have to interview more people. You will receive a call back for your own audition. This audition will consist of you perfoming your talent in front of a panel of judges. You may bring one prop for this audition live or otherwise unliving. There are a few papers to sign, and I will need to get a head shot of you for my record okey?" she was still so taken by what this seemingly young, girl had told her. All contestants of course were 18 or older but to look at this punk here in her office, she would have trouble believing she was older than 18.

"I also need to verify your birthdate and age for a background check" Vivica held her breath. This is where she most often went wrong.
 
Marcus waited patiently in the waiting area for Vixen and Viv to finish their conversation.Damn Vixen was a hot piece of ass.Just before she went in for her interview,the two exchanged glances and Marcus knew that she was checking him out and he did the same.
 
Name: Kaylee Walsh. Drop-dead gorgeous young blonde who can be classy and cleaned up or dirty and nasty just as easily.

Age: 22

Appearance: Mid-back length straight blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin, 5'6", slender, C-cup. Cute little fuck-me smile and bright eyes that makes men and women alike putty in her hands. Personality seems very friendly and naive, although it's just how she acts.

Hometown: Beach town in Orange County, CA

Talent: No gag reflex whatsoever. Despite tiny size, able to handle any size cock in her mouth or pussy with no trouble, and minor warmup required for her ass. She also has huge orgasms (trembling body, ecstatic facial expression, squirts from time to time) that look great on camera, and she cums extremely easily (several per scene). Lastly, she can have an orgasm just from having men cum on her, even a cumshot in the face with no other contact can bring her to orgasm.

Inspiration: Bianca Pureheart, Cytherea



Kylee strolled into the waiting room in a low-cut black spaghetti-strap tank top and denim microskirt. She leaned over the receptionist's desk to hand in the ad and fill out the form. She was told the panel was seeing contestants already and to have a seat until her number was called. They gave her a number sticker, #28, to stick on her shirt, but she got a little creative and stuck it on the bare skin of her thigh in such a position that you couldn't see the whole number without lifting up the microskirt.

Kylee stood up and turned around and caught a guy staring at her ass, a very well-dressed tall attractive black man who was already waiting. She smiled at him, reading his sticker: Marcus Blackrod, #17. She knew full well from the way she had been bent over and the angle at which he was sitting that he had seen the skirt ride up enough to reveal just a hint of the miniscule black g-string that barely covered her pussy.

"Now now, baby, you don't want to spoil the surprise early do you?" she cajoled, taking a seat across from him next to where he had his feet up. She looked around checking out all the different people waiting in the waiting room. There were all kinds of men and women, some dressed well, some dressed casually, some that barely qualified as dressed at all. She even saw one girl blowing a guy that had an incredibly sized cock sticking out throught the fly of his jeans, although she couldn't help thinking to herself that he should have saved it for the audition if he really cared about making it. Oh well, less competition for the rest of them.
 
"Hey,how you doin'"Marcus said to Kaylee with his drawl extending his hand "I'm Marcus,and you are?"
 
Kaylee smiled, shaking Marcus' hand, noticing that his completely engulfed hers. "I'm Kaylee, a pleasure to meet you Marcus. So what is it you do that's brought you here?"
 
"Nothin' really.A lot of girls say I should try to be a porn star,because I'm........Uhhhhhhh"He didn't want to to disgust her but her couldn't find the words."Well,I'm what you'd call "gifted" if you catch my drift."He saw her eyebrow raise and he started to get ideas.
 
Kaylee seemed naive and shy, but she knew exactly how she appeared. And she was aware of much more than she let on. She giggled a little as Marcus, a big black man, was trying to put his comment as delicately as possible, which she thought was very nice of him. But there was a reason Kaylee was at this particular audition.

"So you have a huge cock, is what you're trying to say," she said with a raised eyebrow and crooked smile, "It must be pretty impressive if multiple people recommended porn to you. But having a huge cock isn't enough. You have to be able to get hard and stay hard for a very long time while directors and sound guys and lighting guys tell you where to stand and what to do. You have to be able to fuck forever but also be able to cum on queue. You also need to be able to shoot big loads of cum that look impressive on camera multiple times a day. Can you do all that Marcus?"

Kaylee was just being playful. She was trying to do him a favor by breaking his nervousness at trying out for porn, and she figured she would either save him the embarassment at finding out he couldn't cut it before going before the judges, or make him more confident during his audition if he really could do all that stuff.

As Kaylee continued to talk about being in porn in graphic detail, she noticed Marcus' bulge increasing in his pants. Considering he was wearing pretty baggy pants, that was saying something indeed. She smiled, feeling her nipples harden and her pussy begin to twitch as she started to get an idea of Marcus' impressive size.
 
Gathering the information from VIxen she showed her to the lobby where she found a most impressive looking man and a beautiful blond woman.

"Okey, lets see Marcus Blackrod? Please bring your forms and stp into my office" she said aloutd. Again she looked the room over. Her first encounter of the morning had left her wet and unsatisfied. Vixen would be a force to be reconed with.
 
"You don't have to worry about me keeping it hard." He said in a sly voice."You just have to see if you can keep up."He smirked as the bulge in his pants grew.By the way her nipples were poking out of her shirt he could tell she noticed the bulge too.

"So hows about You and I get together after this audition thing is done."
 
"So hows about You and I get together after this audition thing is done."

Kaylee smiled, she had literally dozens of similar requests every day.

"Maybe if we both make it to the next round we can work together in a scene audition. Until then," Kaylee gestured at the woman in charge who had just come into the room and called Marcus' name, "I think they want you in there."

As Marcus stood up to leave, Kaylee took one more glance at the large bulge in his jeans before he walked away. The possibility of working with a man of Marcus' size was certainly a notion Kaylee was entertaining, a quick daydream of deep throating a huge black cock floating through her mind, putting a smile on her face.
 
Marucs got up and took the folder with every thing he needed with him.He stode in Vixen's office with an aura of confidence.He took his seat and waited for the interview to begin.
 
A new cummer

OOC:

Name: Emma Brown

Age: 18 as of today

Appearance: Long dark brown hair, deeply tanned olive skin, 5'9, 130lbs, 34dd. Arrived at the audition in my high school uniform, immediately after school on my 18th birthday.

Hometown: Twatt, Orkney Islands, UK

Talent: Conventional beauty with a perverted mind... but still managed to remain a virgin until now. Everything I know about sex I learned by sneaking into porno shops with a fake ID to masturbate watching the filthiest porn in the video booths. I have a huge collection of dildos and butt plugs and have learned to love anal even more than pussy sex. Obsessed with cum and group sex, I have an insatiable urge to lose my virginity on camera in the sluttiest way possible.

Inspiration: Annette and Cissie from GGG, Olivia O'Lovely, Anna Nova

IC:

I wandered anxiously up to the audition director's office, still buzzing from excitement that I had been called in for an audition. I couldn't send in nude pics since I wasn't 18 yet, and I didn't expect the bathing suit would do the trick. I was so excited I rushed over right from school in my normal school uniform: a standard issue grey vest that my ample tits threatened to burst open, a nearly translucent white blouse unbuttoned to show my cleavage curve under, no bra, a grey plaid skirt I worked hard to sneak ever shorter over the school year, over the knee socks, and absolutely scandalously tiny white mesh g-string panties which wouldn't cover even a sliver of pubic hair if I had any. I bit my lower lip nervously as I eased the door open...
 
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Vivica watched as Marcus made his way into her office. He was a well built man, and great looking. He should go far.

"Please take a seat wont you Marcus?" she said as she settled back into her own chair.

"Now, tell me what brings you here and why you think you have a shot at being America's next porn Idol?"
 
"Well,to say the least.." I stood up,unzipped my pants and showed her my cock which hung inches away from my kneecaps.

"I know how to use it if you were wondering.I had sex with 3 girls in a row and a the same time too.I lost track of time in that one."Zipping my pants back up and sitting down

"I also made some low-grade pornos"I said handing her a tape labeled" Marcus Blackrod.

"I should be the next porn Idol because I'm an All-American dude,I'm a cool person,and you wouldn't wanna let this" pointing to my crotch "go to waste would you?"
 
YOUR NAME : Sydney Benson

WHERE YOUR FROM : Truth or Consequences, New Mexico

YOUR TALENT : Dance a la Pussycat Dolls but dirtier

WHO INSPIRED YOU : Pussycat Dolls, Carmen Electra, Dita Von Tease

Sydney had pulled her trench coat over her costume as she signed in. At 23 she had the moves of a pro dancer but was itching for a little crazy fun. She also has the killer figure hiding under the coat.
 
She wasnt shocked at the sight of his cock. After all she had seen many in her few years in adult entertainment. What she was after was a little excitement herself. Settling back in her chair, she eased her legs apart just enough to let a glimpse be seen of her smooth shaven crotch.

"Well, that is impressive Marcus. May I call you Marcus?" she asked. Her smile was seductive.

"I think that a test of your talents would be in order, what would you like to show me first?" she asked eager for his reply
 
"Well,to tell you the truth ma'am,I don't do much foreplay"I said as I be gan to kiss down her neck and towards her collarbone looking for the spot that would make her panties gush.A soft moan told me I had found her spot.

"You like that,eh miss?,
 
Mac Gebraski
age-24
discription-long thick dark brown hair and eyes, 6'6", extremily handsome, pilot, very fit and musclar, always wanted to work in porn, avarage cock, can hold his load for a long time
hometown-Louisville, Ky
 
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