The Interview (Male Interviewer)

[BadForm]

OOC: Currently open to one person. Who knows how many might be needed in the future?

IC:

Willis Freeman
Personel Officer

I adjusted the sign on my desk and smiled. I'd only been doing the job for a month but this was an incredible position - well, several incredible positions if you know what I mean. I glanced at the mirrored walls and grinned at the image of the six foot three, muscular African American reflection staring back at me. The white shirt and black pants showed off all my best points.

I glanced down at the sheet before me to see who was scheduled for interview today. Only one person so far, but then Jane hadn't brought me the updated list for today.

I wondered what this interviewee would think when they realized that this was no normal modelling agency. We interviewed for hard core porn models, new to the business but willing to learn. It was the shock and innocence that gave way when money was involved that made our models special.

8:55. 5 minutes before they were due to arrive.

I splashed on a little more cologne and waited.

8:57. The doorbell rang. Looks like they had come early - early and often, I hoped. I stood and walked to the door, opening it with a smile.

"Good morning. Welcome to Dirnen Publishing. Please, come in and take a seat."

 

[plainjane]

Jane

I had sent in mny resume and they respondede by requesting a picture. After I submitted it they invited me in for an interview. I really needed the job, and had very little in the way of qualifications. I assumed anyone could sit in front of a camera, so thought it worth a shot.

The man opening the door was a handsome blkack fellkow, and I saw ther nameplate on his desk with the name Willis Freeman. I took a seat and looked him in the eye, awaiting his questions and whatever he wanted to tell me about the job.

 

[BadForm]

Willis

She wasn't bad looking at all. It would be quite an interesting "interview" once she realized what was entailed. That is, if she was desperate enough. Of course, as yet I had only seen her face and her covered body.

"Come in, Miss...." I glanced down at the application form as I took a seat and tried to read her last name. It was, frankly, illegible, which was probably an indicator of why she wasn't applying for a job as a clerk or secretary. It looked like "slutty", though it was probably some European name like "Slotski" or something really. Either way, I hoped she wasn't too slutty - it was the act of innocence giving way to sluttiness that our clients wanted. "I'm sorry, I can't quite make out your last name. Perhaps if I just call you Jane?"

She seemed all right with that so I gave her a welcoming smile and continued.

"Ok, Jane - let me start with a few questions. What made you decide to apply for this position? Have you ever had a modelling job before?"

 

[plainjane]

"not really, but I did work part time in a ladies lingerie shop on weekends, and it did include wearing some of the items to demonstrate to our customers, in a private showroom."

"You asked why I applied? I am a student and need money to pay expenses"

"The ad didnt say whether this was live modelling or for magazines or whatever, so I wanted to look into it"

 

[BadForm]

"Well, we have a number of clients with different requirements. They all require some kind of live modelling, and how much you can earn depends on how much you can do."

I left the sentence hanging and watched for a reaction, wondering what she would say when she learned what that sentence really meant.

 

[plainjane]

"Well I'd like to give it a try. Live modeling doesnt bother me. In fact I liked parading around in front of people wearing pretty lingerie. What type of items are you modelling?"

 

[BadForm]

So... not so innocent, but certainly not getting it. That was good. Now to drop the bombshell.

"What our clients are modelling is... the body."

I looked at her and wondered how she would react. Surely now she would be aware this involved some degree of nudism, and probably assume Penthouse etc were our basic clients. Well, we sometimes sent girls to the soft-core porn magazines, but that was rare compared to those we sent to harder-core porn mags, websites and videocrews.

"Are you comfortable with that possibility?"

 

[plainjane]

"Im not sure what you mean.Please explain what you mean by Modeling the body"

Ideas ran through my head and down to my crotch and I began to get wet wondering just where this was going. If it was nude modelling for artists, that would be OK. If it was modelling for photography wearing lingerie, I would like that but it wasnt clear to me just what he meant, and I wanted a clearer explaination.

 

[BadForm]

Magazine spreads," I chose the word carefully, it said everything and nothing. "movies even, if you have that special something. And I think you might."

She still looked confused, so I explained more.

"Erotic art. Studies in the sensual and beautiful human form..."

She should understand that. At least, she should get a basic idea.

"But my clients are only interested in the best. If you want to work for them I will need to be able to recommend you, so let's start. Could you remove your shirt please."

I dropped that in quickly. No time to react. She would run, she would freeze, or she would act. That might tell me a lot.

 

[plainjane]

"My shirt? Ok", I said as I started to unbutton it. So he wants to see my magnificent bustline, I thought. Well, I cant change it so lets find out if he likes if as I dropped the shirt on the floor, and sat back down, still wearing my bra coveiunhg my 36C breasts.

Axctually I'd always been told they were quite pretty, and one of my better attributes.

When he asked me to remove my bra I didnt even hesitate inb doinbg so and sat thre with my tits pointed at him.

Erotic art? noi doubt he waould want to see the rest of me toio, but I at least awaited his instructions before taking mny pants and poanties off. I didnt want to appear to forward- at least not yet.

 

[BadForm]

Hmmm... not bad. Nicely shaped, if a little small for some of our clients. She was compliant too, but not sluttish with it.

"Come here," I said, and she did.

I reached up and cupped her tits in my hands. Her nipples were already erect, but that could be the cold. I kneaded them a little, hardening the nipples further. They rose under my fingers and I let go to study them.

"Turn around?"

She did.

"Ok, not bad. I've seen better, but there are plenty who'd be interested. Now lets see the rest of you."

 

[plainjane]

I knew that was coming. Still facing away from him I dropped my jeans and then pushed down my panties. With them still around my feet, my naked ass was in his face and I wondered if he would fondle that too'

I wasnt exactly an exhibitionist, but wasnt shy either although I'd never been naked with a black man before. Whatever he wanted I would let him have if it would get me the job.

I figured out a long time ago that almost every employment was prostitution. With a little sex a woman could get almost anything she wanted. With a lot of sex she could have the moon if she played her cards right.

I still didnt have a clue what the job required and if all he wanted was a fuck, I was willing if it got me the job.

 

[plainjane]

I knew that was coming. Still facing away from him I dropped my jeans and then pushed down my panties. With them still around my feet, my naked ass was in his face and I wondered if he would fondle that too'

I wasnt exactly an exhibitionist, but wasnt shy either although I'd never been naked with a black man before. Whatever he wanted I would let him have if it would get me the job.

I figured out a long time ago that almost every employment was prostitution. With a little sex a woman could get almost anything she wanted. With a lot of sex she could have the moon if she played her cards right.

I still didnt have a clue what the job required and if all he wanted was a fuck, I was willing if it got me the job.

 

[plainjane]

I knew that was coming. Still facing away from him I dropped my jeans and then pushed down my panties. With them still around my feet, my naked ass was in his face and I wondered if he would fondle that too'

I wasnt exactly an exhibitionist, but wasnt shy either although I'd never been naked with a black man before. Whatever he wanted I would let him have if it would get me the job.

I figured out a long time ago that almost every employment was prostitution. With a little sex a woman could get almost anything she wanted. With a lot of sex she could have the moon if she played her cards right.

I still didnt have a clue what the job required and if all he wanted was a fuck, I was willing if it got me the job.

 

[BadForm]

She stripped so easily I knew she had no innocence. She probably hadn't worked as a hooker or anything, but she wouldn't capture the innocent babe image most of our contacts wanted. Still, there were some who were more interested in sluttier women. Perhaps...

"Ok," I said, and gave her ass a pat. "You've got a nice body. I can probably get you a short gig with a magazine, but if you want to do better you need to be able to use your body."

She looked momentarily confused.

"Look, the more you're willing to do the more you can make in this business. If you want to pose nude and thats it, you can probably make a couple of grand... if you're willing to go further, you can make more. It's up to you."

I waited to see how she'd react.

 

[plainjane]

I turned to face him, me tiotally nude and him dressed.

"Look, Mr Freeman. Tell me what you have in mind", I asked wondering how long he had been interviewing candidates without telling them what the job entailed. He had me naked. Did he want to fuck me? If that was what it would take to get the job I would do it. I had never been with a black man but I wasn't a virgin either.

I only took off my clothes because he told me to and I needed and wanted the job

Then he mentioned nude modelling and making a couple of grand - did he mean per month or per year? With all the women around woulld they pick me to be the nude model for photography? I doubted it.

Then I just came out and asked him if he wanted tio fuck me, and started to cry telling him I needed the job and would do whatever it took to get it, whatever the job was. Even working for an escort service or in a whorehouse wasnt out of the question if it would pay me what I needed to cover my expenses.

 

[BadForm]

"Look, firstly, if you're going to cry, it's not going to look good on camera."

I indicated the overhead cameras she had not previously seen. They were taping the room from three different views, sure to catch anything that happened. It was a good way to sell someone.

"Secondly, no, I don't want to fuck you. On the other hand, if you really want to make the big bucks, then I need to be able to show the movie makers I contact that you know how to suck and fuck. You DO know how, don't you?

"It's really up to you - I can probably sell what you've shown so far to the softcore magazines, but they'll only be interested in one or two shoots. Like I say, a grand or two max. If you want to really be in the business... well... I think you know what you need to do."

 

[plainjane]

When he said "suck and fuck" and asked me if I knew how, I decided to show him.

He said he didnt want to fuck me so I took the alternative. I went to my knees and unzippedc his pants.

His huge black member poked out at me, until I engulfed it in my mouth and showed the fucking cameras what I was able to do with it. I licked the underside up and down while holding it up with my hand, and then I pulled down his pants and licked his balls and finally as he gasped in awe at my talents with my tongue, I took it again deeply into my throat and brought him to a big cum. I pulled off just in time to catch it all in my mouth and on my face and in my hair and everywhere.

Then I smiled at the camera and said "how was thatr? If you want more you know where to find me"