Starlets Wanted!!!!

[welshbastard]

I went for it and posted the ad.

‘GIRLS WANTED’
Have you just turned18?
Are you curious about the
Adult movie industry?
Want to make lots of $$$$?
If so call this number below.
(555)-0161-5577


I figured what the hell. I’m young and through a series of unfortunate family events and deaths I had emerged rolling in dough. I was also an amateur filmmaker and knew porn was a good way to make more money. All need was the girls.

OOC
My character is Damon Wells
Age 24. 6ft 1”.
185lbs. Very fit.

Looking for would-be starlets to interview and join my new adult title line,
‘Touched for the very first time.” Vol #1.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Stats:
Carree Goddess (stage name)
Karen Wellson (real name)
Long midnight black hair
violet blue eyes
38D chest
Heritage: American Indian/Italian/French
20 years old (but looks 18)
5'7" 118 pounds
*******************************************
~ she was nervous.. but.. she needed the money.. and hell.. she had been having sex since she was 15... Not that she really.. well.. enjoyed it... but hell.. sex was sex... this just seemed like an opportunity too good to pass up...

She looks at the ad again... saying the number over and over in her mind.. whispering it ... this was such a big step.. but maybe it would give her the "in" she needed to get into acting.. and directing ... she had no where else to turn... closing her eyes.. she said a silent prayer to her father to forgive her... and thought about the times that sex actually was enjoyable.. thinking "maybe it will be better with someone who knows what they are doing than the "boys" I seem to find"...

Picking up the phone finally.. she dials the number ... listening to the ring on the other end of the phone... biting at her lower lip....

 

[welshbastard]

I had paid large to keep the ad running, a week had past, still nothing and thank God the separate phone line wasn’t costing me money.

Then it rang, I jumped sending my coffee everywhere. Things got worse; diving for the receiver I knocked it to the ground. Oh please still be there…please.

--Hello, hello? Deep Well Productions, Damon Wells speaking--

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ she heard the clatter.. the clang.. was that a curse? She could well imagine whoever that was.. tripping over the phone cord... phone thudding to the floor.. him diving after it.. it made for an amusing picture in her mind.. and that seemed to calm her as she suppressed the giggle that almost slipped from her lips...

"hello.. hi.. I am calling about the ad that you placed.. ? My name is Karen.. Umm.. no wait.. my name is Carree.. "

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

“Hi Caree. Sorry about that, I’m rushed off my feet here. (I was lying through my teeth) You sound great. Such a smouldering, sexy, cute voice…perfect!”

--Long midnight black hair
violet blue eyes
38D chest
Heritage: American Indian/Italian/French
20 years old (but looks 18)--

“What a hot sexy young girl you must be. Ok what I’m out to do here is create a one on one series. Basically the shoot would be just you and I. Their will be a series of questions about yourself and sexuality, now these are personal questions, to keep the realism up it would be best to be truthful and not embellish. Then you would be asked to masturbate and the finale would be you and I to have sex. When I get more girls involved, I’m hoping to have two or three girls on the bed and in the shoot at a time. Are you interested?”

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ she paused for a minute.. her mind racing... closing her eyes.. she took a very deep cleansing breath and whispers into the phone.. ~
"ok.. that.. sounds.. great.. but... can I ask what kind of money we are talking here?"
~that was her main concern ... money... then an afterthought.. what did he look like... she was going to have to fuck him.. what if her were fat and ugly and smelled like pig swill? With a deep sigh she shook her head.. she was going to have to do this... she was tired of waitressing.. she was tired of barely being able to survive... she was tired of the dead ends...
She wished her father were alive... but ... again sighing softly.. she becomes resigned to what she had to do... since running away she had lived hand to mouth for so long.. having sex for money was not something she thought she would have to resort to.. but at least she was not walking the streets.. and at least this might get her into the acting she soooooo wanted to do...~

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

Her voice was sweet. I was trying to picture in my mind. 38d! I was getting hard over those puppies.

"Well here's the address...

I hope to see you soon. Take care Caree."

I hung up the phone. This was exciting. Alright I'm essentially paying for sex, but if this works out I'll be rich and have the money to produce more legitamate main stream work.

Shit! I have to clean up! Caree said she could be here within the hour. Everything would have to take place in my room. It wasn't some tiny basement bedroom either. I had a large four-post bed, a jacuzzi tub, and a big plasma screen that would play back what I was recording so both she and I could watch as it happened.

Man I'm aroused.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Looking at the phone.. she hung it up.. hell he had not even answered her question about money... but maybe that was too... well.. forward... she had the address.. but.. what was she thinking.. she had not even asked his name.. she felt like such a dunce..

Hopping into the shower.. the hot water felt good cascading down along the sweet curves of her body... fingers coated in lather.. she soaps up her skin... washing away the worries of what she was about to do... she trims her sex.. leaving a soft light covering of curls.. then shaves her legs once again.. they already pretty bare.. and and finishes the shower.. lastly washing and rinsing her long dark mane..

40 minutes later... Ebon mane dried and pulled back in a long pony tail.. dressed in a long flowing gypsy like pink skirt that hung low on her hips.. and a black lace tank top.. no bra.. the top tight over the weighted curve of her large breasts.. nipples a bit firm with her tension.. and comfortable sandles... she heads out.. the address was not far from where she lived... and the walk helped calm her and clear her head...
She kept telling herself she was only doing this to make some money and get into acting.. that this was for the best...

"Hmmm.. I think this is it"... she steps to the door.. lifting her hand and knocking...

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

I made sure the bed was neatly made and packed full of over oversized pillows, which were relics from a former relationship. I stopped as I held one in particular. What would she think of me now? I shrugged off the thought, she was sure to disapprove and I couldn’t afford any negativity right now if I was going to go through with this venture.

Caree. I had said her name a few times in the last half hour or so. I wondered what her story was and why she would want to do porn. Most girls I had heard had at some point been subjected to sexual abuse or their father had left early on in their lives. The lack of a decent male role model seemed to be he catalyst. It was rare the scenario was the girl, ‘Just plain liked sex.’ Maybe I’m perpetuating the cycle here.

“Argh…away with you bad vibes!” I shouted. Then there was a knock at my door. Frantically I double-checked the camera and the focus on the bed, revealed on the plasma. Everything was set on the technical front.

Now Damon, what about you? I looked in the mirror. Causal dress had been my approach. Caree was no doubt expecting to find some shrivelled, balding pervert with a beer gut and bad breath. Not this man. I was pretty cool in my low-rise jeans and AC/DC t-shirt. I was in good condition...she'll love my abs. With great cheese, I pointed at my reflection, my hands as six shooters and said, “Rock N Roll.”

Then the knocking started again. Crap! Here goes!

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ she knocked again.. then stepped back.. wondering if she indeed had the right address... a glance this way and that... maybe she had heard him wrong.. maybe this was a mistake.. maybe she should just... leave...

But where you gonna go Karen.. her inner voice said.. you have no one.. you can't go home...you have no home to go to.. you are barely surviving.. you have no other choice..

Then the door opens... Carree opens her eyes wide at the site of the man.. the young man.. before her.. shocked that he was actually.. well.. quite sexy looking... almost like the boy next door type of look.... ~

 

[welshbastard]

Cool. Sexy. Hot. ;0)

I opened the door and there she was. I stood there dumbstruck for a second. This girl wants to do porn! She’s stunning, leading lady beautiful, a genuine movie star not someone who should not have relegated herself to porno.

I extended my hand, “Hi I’m Damon. Please come on in.” I stood to one side in the doorway and Caree squeezed past. She smelled so good. I was aroused already. Her large breasts were somehow contained within the tightest top I’d ever seen. She must know magic. I really digged the pink-skirt too, it was loose and moved when she did. Also it was slung low on her hips and she had such a sexy stomach, and I could see that Caree kept herself in shape, right at her hips travelling down under the waistband of her skirt were the two cut lines of someone very fit.

I watched as she past me. Her sweet rear swished to and fro. “Caree we’ll be heading straight up the stairs in front of you…oh man, where are my manners...would you like a drink? I have some Australian merlot that’s pretty good”

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ she smiles at him.. slipping past him.. a brush of her body along his for a moment only... glancing up the stairs as he spoke.. then turning at the offer of a drink.. she was thristy... her nerves were getting the best of her.. ~

"Damon.. it is very nice to meet you and I would love a drink of anything you have"...

~ the tip of her pink tongue glides out and over the smooth flesh of her lips... she felt a bit better since he was not a monster of any kind...

Following him into the den where a small bar was situated... she watched as he poured her a glass of the merlot he mentioned... her slender fingers curl about the sparkling crystal.. brushing his as she takes it... her sweet lips caress the rim.. and a sip is taken

 

[welshbastard]

Damon's Bar

Caree’s soft, full and luscious lips pressed over the rim of the wine glass. The dry, full-bodied merlot disappeared between them, entering her mouth. I was mesmerized. If Caree was the sign of things to come I may actually go through with this porn thing. She was so beautiful.

I watched as her lips pulled away from the glass. Her lips were moist and accidentally spilled some wine down onto her shirt; the material between her full breasts was so tightly stretched I could have sworn the wine drops bounced once, staying whole, before splashing.

I was eager to get Caree up stairs and handed her a sheet of paper.

“Caree these are eight questions designed to give the audience an insight into your sexuality. Look them over and try and think of the answers before hand. Remember, if you don’t mind I am trying to keep this as real as possible, don’t embellish, even if you feel your answer isn’t glamorous the truth is always sexier. Oh, I may ask others, but only in the spur of the moment”

Her eyes drifted down the paper. What she saw were ten questions I had asked friends to think of and some I had got from online feedback, in chat rooms. I knew she would probably find them as typical guy questions...but hey that is my target audience.

#1. How old were you the first time you touched yourself for the sole purpose of sexual gratification?

#2 Do you remember what turned you on so?

#3 Do you use toys when pleasuring yourself?

#4 Are you into girls?

#5 Are you into anal?

#6 What part of your body, kissed, touched or similarly stimulated drives you crazy?

#7 Does a man’s penis size really matter?

#8 What was your first sexual experience?

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ setting the wine aside.. her fingers brush his as she takes the paper from him... giving it a glance with her striking near lavender eyes.. before turning that gaze back to him as he spoke.. her head canting slightly to one side.. a long tendril of her dark hair spilling down over her shoulder.. ~

" do you want me to just answer them.. to you.. or write the answers down? "

~ taking her wine.. she tips it back to allow another taste of the wine slide past her lips .. into her mouth.. and down the supple column of her throat ~

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

Caree's hand, for the second time, brushed mine as she took the sheet of questions from me. Even that slight touch sent a tingle through my body and ended at the tip of you know where. Her eyes were stunning and captivating. I was actually enjoying just standing there watching her flick them across the questions. When she had got to the end Caree asked how I would like them answered.

"I think if you write down the answers now, we can browse through them together, trim them up so they flow nicley when I ask you on camera. I'm kinda excited to hear the answers actually."

I handed her a blank piece of paper and topped up both our glasses of wine.

"Caree, I have to attend to something up stairs, plus I feel you'd do better without me looking over your shoulder. Write away and I'll see you in a few."

I didnt want to leave her side. I acted casual. Though I would have wanted nothing more than to sit beside her.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ smiling with a nod.. she sits at the bar.. setting the wine down once more.. pen in hand... looking to the questions..

#1. How old were you the first time you touched yourself for the sole purpose of sexual gratification?

~ she thought about that for only a moment.. then answered ~

12

#2 Do you remember what turned you on so?

A phone conversation I over heard

#3 Do you use toys when pleasuring yourself?

Yes.. all the time, especially my vibrator...

#4 Are you into girls?

Into girls? no.. Will I pleasure girls or have girls pleasure me.. sure... I am into pleasure..

#5 Are you into anal?

Never tried it...

#6 What part of your body, kissed, touched or similarly stimulated drives you crazy?

My throat.. my nipples... my clit

#7 Does a man’s penis size really matter?

To be honest, no! As long as he knows how to use it. In fact.. I would think bigger would be more.. uncomfortable..

#8 What was your first sexual experience?

I was 17.. He was 26.. in the back seat of his car.. on a date.. Figure I will give the details when you ask me live..

~ the questions finished.... she sets the paper and pen on the small bar.. and picks up her wine.. draining it with a long drink.. waiting for him to return... ~

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

Upstairs I decided to open the bedroom window and air the room out. Suddenly I had become self-conscious about how the room smelled! The girl downstairs was here because I invited her, basically, to have sex for money and I’m sweating like it’s a first date. “Caree.” Her figure and manner, I pictured her poised on the barstool downstairs, writing down her most intimate sexual details and before I knew it, WHAM!!! Raging hard-on.
I figured that this was no good. Especially if I am meant to last like some porno stud. I need to, ‘Clean the pipes,’ so to speak.
Thinking about the stunning Caree I lay down on the bed and began to pleasure myself. Don’t ask me why but I glanced at myself on the plasma. I looked ok. I mean I was in pretty good shape, years of track and field was tucked under my belt. I couldn’t help but check out the cameras eye on my throbbing cock. I was impressed. Then again they say the camera adds ten pounds.
I couldn’t help but picture Caree sitting on the barstool; playfully sucking on the tip of the pen I had given her, rolling it along her pouting juicy bottom lip and scanning her mind for all her past erotic experiences. I thought about her touching herself for the first time, discovering the body-trip, the sensations give you. Her young legs spread wide, her explorative hand and her inquisitive mind working in unison. I was getting worked up. I thought about her body. I fantasized about her using toys. Her sweet lips encasing the head of my swollen cock, pumping me and not quitting until every last drop of me was purged.
I came there and then. Uncontrollably I released my load and it went everywhere. Drifting in orgasm I thought I heard my name being called…it was being called…Caree was ascending the stairs.
CRAP!!! I fell off the bed, jeans around my ankles praying I could make it too the bathroom before she entered. I heard her just beyond my door, her light knocking before she walked in. I made it! I was in the bathroom just barely when I heard her ask my name for the last time.

 

[Girlygurl]

My friends and I had seen the ad asking for girls interested in the adult movie industry. My friends dared me to check it out. My friends always called me the gorgeous one of the group. It even seemed as though they had a crush on me. My friend Leslie was a lesbian and I had experimented with her before. I liked it, but I preferred men. That's why my friends dared me. They knew I'd do it because I was so experimental and I never turned down a dare.

I dialed the number slowly, admitting to myself that I was a little nervous. I listened closely to the phone as it rang.

OOC:

Name: Skye Thomas
Age: 19
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair: Light brown hair with loose curls
Eyes: Blue
Body: Great body, athletic, tan, filled out in all the right places.

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

I could hear Caree wandering around in the bedroom. I hurried to clean myself up and get somewhat respectable. She called my name again.
“I’ll be right out. Just umm…making myself pretty.” Always with the humour, attempted humour anyway, why the hell did I say that? I splashed cold water on my face repeatedly because my cheeks were on fire from Cumming.
If I stepped out right now she’d know what I’d been up to…shit if I stayed in here to long she’d think I’m a freak! What a pickle. Luckily for me at the height of my dilemma, the phone began to ring and I praised myself having a cordless in my bathroom.
Caree offered to grab the phone. “No its ok Caree I have one in here. I know it’s strange, but when you’re trying to run a business you have to be available at all times. Just head back down to the bar, grab another glass of wine and I’ll be with you once I’ve spoken to whomever is on the line.”
I think I heard an, “Ok,” and so picked up the phone.

"Deep Well Productions. Damon Wells speaking."

Saints alive! I was met by another sexy young voice.

 

[Girlygurl]

Charming voice , she thought to herself as she heard him answer.

"Uh, yes. My name is Skye Thomas. I'm calling in response to the ad."

She tapped her finger nervously as she talked.

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

"Cool...cool." I said opening the bathroom door just a crack to see if Caree was still around.

"I'm kinda bus..." I was about to tell Skye I was busy when I heard my front door slam shut. Racing to the bedroom window I looked out just in time to catch Caree taking off as fast as her stunning legs could take her. I guess she had gotten cold feet.

Skye completed my sentence, "Busy?"

"Yeah." I said half in a daze of disbelief that Caree was running out on me. The sigh on the other end snapped me right back..."No...no wait, wait, dont go...I ummm, I have an opening Sky if you’re interested. Please tell me a little about yourself and ask any questions you wish."

 

[Girlygurl]

Skye continued to tap her finger as she thought of a way to describe herself. "Well, Mr. Wells, what do you want to know? I'm 19 years old, sophmore in college, 5'6", brown hair, blue eyes, great legs, and I'm a soccer player. Anything else you want to know?"

She thought a moment and then said with a seductive voice, "You probably want my preferences. I prefer men and I wouldn't pass up a lady." She twirled the telephone cord around her manicured finger.

"Anything else, Mr. Wells?"

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but with just a few sentences from this girl’s lips, I was fully aroused again. She had definitely gotten my attention by saying she would pass up a girl…that was the kind of declaration I was looking for.

“Well Skye I am looking for things to unfold naturally. There will be a series of questions I will ask you off camera, so you can have a little forethought, before I ask you on camera. I guess the question really to ask now is…is there anything you wont do?”

 

[Girlygurl]

Skye laughed and said, "I do everything. Sex is fun and a great time for experimentation. Don't you agree, Mr. Wells?"

Her nervousness had been thrown out the window and she finally said, "Well... it's been great getting you aroused over the phone, but when should we get started?"

 

[welshbastard]

Damon

"How right you are Skye. Please come over as soon as you can...I'm free all afternoon."

I hung up the phone after giving Skye my address and threw myself in the shower to get cleaned up. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in how things had gone with Caree. I retraced our short time together trying to pin point anything that I had done to maybe upset her. I didn't think I had appeared threatening or sleazy. I settled on the idea that she had just gotten cold feet on seeing the bedroom and all the equipment.

It’s amazing how quick an hour can pass by. By the time I had dried off and dressed, clean the bedroom up and put it back into its pristine state there was a knock at my door. Taking a quick look in the mirror to check all was good and feeling satisfied, I raced down to answer the door.

Wow and whoa! Opening the door I found an angel, a fallen one too, Skye was just rocking. Such a curvaceous lil’bod I have never seen. She was such a hard body, tanned and just screamed out hottie. Man I hope I wasn’t staring to hard.

“Hey you must be Skye, I’m Damon…please come on in.”