Casting College (Interviews)
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				Title: <strong>Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 00:25:30</strong>
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				<strong>Professor Nailors Secluded Office in the Film Apartments</strong><br><br>For those wishing to join the 'Club' as its referred to, it all its debauchery, they must first pass an interview with Professor Simon. Its their first real test to see if they really have what it takes and Richard is more then happy to put them through their paces.<br><br>The room has a nice leather couch positioned in front of his desk. He has a few computer screens and some video equipment in the room, but that is all. No window to the outside - just the one on his door access down the hallway from the main Studio he uses for some of his shoots.<br><br>If not otherwise engaged, Richard can be found there, editing videos.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 00:56:58</strong>
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				Leslie grits her teeth, steeling herself, knuckles white with tension as she stands poised to knock on the office door. She's been that way for at least fifteen minutes now, wracking her brain.<br><br>"There's no other way..." she hisses, closing her eyes and knocking before entering, just like it says on the sign.<br><br>She's come straight from class, backpack still on and one book clutched under her arm. Her dark hair is down in waves, framing her face nicely. A white scarf is wrapped about her neck to ward off the chill in the air, and the somewhat shapeless grey blouse she's wearing belies the fire engine red nailpolish.<br><br>Crossing the threshold and closing the door behind her, some tension eases out of her shoulders. It's much nicer in here than she thought it would be! The corner of her mouth quirks as she realizes she'd been expecting something much seedier than your typical office...mirrors on the ceiling, maybe.<br><br>Her hand flashes to cover her lips before a slightly hysterical giggle can escape, and she turns to face the teacher. And freezes. What in the world was she supposed to say? 'I'm here to give up my virginity so I can get a passing grade thanks.' Yep, her priorities were definitely messed up.<br><br>"H-hello...? Um, hi. I'm, um...I'm here for an interview. Please. Um, thank you. Sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 08:54:58</strong>
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				Richard looked up from his screen and smiled. The girl was quite pretty and clearly nervous. He'd soon have her moaning and begging for more, he thought. He stood up and motioned her to the couch. "Leslie, is it?" He aks, sitting back down once she did so too, glancing back at the screen. He had just been reading up on her on the Schools system. Nothing particularly stood out in regards to why she would come here to do this. Perhaps she just enjoyed having sex?<br><br>"I'm Richard Nailor and I run the show. Clearly you know what you're getting into since you approached me, so we'll skip the small talk and get right down to business. Please, relax, make yourself comfortable." He smiles at her again and settles back in his chair. "Lets get started shall we...so, why are you here? What makes you want to come and make porn?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 17:11:04</strong>
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				Leslie nods her head quickly, biting her lower lip and sitting on the very very edge of the couch Richard motioned for her to sit on. She breathes a sigh of relief she hadn't realized she was holding as he goes back to sit on his own chair behind the computer screen.<br><br>She was pleased to discover him easy on the eyes...not a crusty old professor in a lab coat. Though who knew what she might end up with?<br><br>"Yes," she replies, putting her big biochem book down beside her and shrugging out of her backpack. "Leslie, I..." She falters, and the bag falls to the floor at the word 'porn.' Her eyes drift closed as her hands close into fists on her thighs. Yes, this was actually happening.<br><br>Visibly composing herself she opens her eyes and looks at Richard, attempting to act nonchalant (as if that was possible). "I uh...I have to pass all of my classes to keep my scholarship, and...I'm not. I heard you can do things..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 18:10:49</strong>
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				Richard nods his head and smiles at her again. "I certainly am a man with those...powers." He pauses, briefly. "The contract requires you to make at least a dozen films during the course of the semester. I am always available to star in such a role if desired, but it is encouraged you also find other people. There is special housing, here near the studio, where you can stay as well. Everything there is on film, but the actual number then gets dropped down to 6." He pauses, typing something onto his computer, letting her digest her words.<br><br>"If you are serious about this," he finally continues. "It starts right now. Stand up." A slight edge to his voice before he does the same. He walks over to the couch and sits down on it. "You're going to undress for me. Movie number one starts right now - think of it like everything you do know goes towards those passing grades."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:59:45</strong>
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				Leslie's facade fails for a moment as she audibly gulps at the number. <em>12</em>?! Her mouth drops open, then snaps shut with an audible click. "Y-yes... I understand. Six actual films." <br><br>Math. She's forgotten how to do math..."That's a lot of sex no matter how you look at it..." she mumbles, boggling, then louder, "I'm a... I'm not... I've never done <em>anything</em> before." <br><br>Oop, moving right along! She shoots up from the couch as if she'd been sitting on a spring, almost toppling over. "I <em>am</em> serious," she states in a solid voice, flustered though she may be. "I can't...I won't lose my scholarship. I am <strong>never</strong> going home."<br><br>Everything's happening so fast! "Now?!" she says, breathless, then her eyes flare suddenly into a stubborn, steely gaze as she sets her jaw. Tipping her head up in an almost regal manner she says, "Okay, fine. No time like the present." <br><br>Determination is in all her movements as she begins to remove her scarf, making her appear a bit perfunctory and robotic. She can't help but look around the room, searching for the cameras as she moves to stand in front of him, unwinding the soft material from around her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 22:22:39</strong>
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				It was all a test. A weaker willed girl would go running from the room by now. But she had stayed and as she battled internally, he watched her features and movement. He was glad when the look of determination crossed over her face and she spoke aloud, stating that she was never going to go home. That would be the driving point, he realized, the threat of losing her scholarships. <br><br>He watched as she started to undress. He usually had a good eye and even with her clothing, she looked like she'd be even more beautiful when naked. "Sit on my lap once you're undressed and we'll go from there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 23:38:55</strong>
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				"Wh-whe..." Leslie stammers, then takes a breath and steadies herself. "Where are the cameras?" she asks, voice all but casual as she pulls the scarf from round her neck and drops it on the floor. His lap, huh? Just like... *blank* She turns away from Richard to hide the expression on her face, turning right toward a camera, her fingers pulling at the hem of her blouse.<br><br>Her face looks as blank as her mind has gone. Why would she feel a sense of safety at the idea, of warm anticipation? A small shake of the head and it's gone, stubborn look back with a flick of the wrist and a sensuous sliding out of her shirt. The professor was right - under the baggy clothes she was beautiful.<br><br>Toned, lovely skin, just a bit of softness remains telling her true age. No tattoos, nothing but earrings, she's certainly virgin territory. Her breasts high and ample held by a very functional bra, one that matches the equally functional white panties. <br><br>She's all business now even as her fingers fumble at the button of her jeans. She actually tries to take them off without removing her shoes first, and gives an embarrassed laugh as she hops on one foot and spins, about to land in Richard's lap if she can't catch her balance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 23:46:15</strong>
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				He points to the little web-cam sitting on the monitor of his computer, and to the one mounted in the corner of his office. Sure, it was mainly for security, and these little sessions didn't always get posted, but it was all certainly on film.<br><br>His eyes roamed her body as she removed her shirt. She certainly hadn't dressed for the occasion like some of the girls - no sexy, revealing lingerie on her, but he certainly didn't mind.<br><br>As she wobbled, he reached out and guided her hips down onto his lap, his arms circling around her flat stomach. His breath was hot against her ear. "Mhm...thats good enough for now. I can help with the rest." He murmurs, sliding his hands up to cup her breasts through her bra as he kisses the side of her neck. "This will lead right into the next thing too..." he adds, sliding his hands around to unclasp her bra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:08:45</strong>
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				Leslie's breath comes out in a sigh as she feels steadying hands upon her hips and easily allows herself to be guided into Richard's lap. The feel of his chest against her back is nice, and the hot breath even nicer as a tremble of goosebumps rush down her arms and meet somewhere at her core in a thrill of surprising sensation.<br><br>There's a war going on in her expressions as Richard's hands move over her middrif and up to her breasts - closed then open, lustful then suddenly serious and worried, then determined, then hungry. At the kiss upon her neck she shivers and presses up into his palms, then jerks back into a normal sitting position with a look of confused relief as his fingers move from her breasts to her back. <br><br>"The next thing...?" she breathes, voice holding anticipation and a nervous tremble at the same time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:15:02</strong>
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				"Shh..." He murmurs into her ear before sucking on her earlobe. The clasp free, he removes her bra and slides his hands up over to her naked, perk breasts. He squeezes them firmly before pinching her nipples, rubbing his thumbs over them afterwards.<br><br>"Remember, this is a sign of commitment..." He murmurs into her ear again before sucking and nipping at her neck once more. His own arousal was starting to grow and harden under her firm rear.<br><br>One hand slowly slides down over her flat stomach and inside her panties, wondering if she was trimmed or shaved down there. His hand lingers, playing over the folds of her pussy, starting to rub against her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:28:25</strong>
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				The war is over before it could even really begin. Leslie settles against Richard's chest as her breasts sway free of their cups to be held by his hands instead. Her back arches as he squeezes, nipples hardening immediately against his fingers and she jerks slightly with soft sounds at ever rub of his thumbs.<br><br>"I promise..." she says through parted lips, voice young and trusting, her head falling to one side under his skillful mouth. Her hips begin to undulate naturally on their own as if responding to the growing bulge in the professor's pants.<br><br>She's entirely into the experience of all the sensations, pleasure evident on her face. There's nothing there anymore but rapt enjoyment of everything that's happening. Her arms lift to encircle his neck at the feel of his hand sliding under the elastic band of her panties. She's extremely hot and wet, thighs pressing together and parting rhythmically.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:32:11</strong>
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				She quickly warmed up to his touch and he could feel the heat and wetness building up between her legs. His mouth never stopped on her neck either and her arms encircled his head. She was quite hot, he thought, and very ready to get fucked.<br><br>Her ass ground against his arousal and he started to slide a finger into her pussy, making sure his thumb rubbed constantly over her clit. He continued for a few more moments, working her up.<br><br>"Mhm...so wet..." He murmurs. "Take your panties off and then get on your knees between my legs. I think its time your wrapped that mouth of yours around my hard cock."
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				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:42:51</strong>
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				It's quite a scene with Leslie there sprawled wantonly in Richard's lap, her jeans bunched around her ankles, shoes still on. Her back is arched, eyes closed with intensely focused pleasure even as she grinds her hips into the hard length she feels beneath her ass and up into the hand that's bringing her such intense pleasure hidden beneath her panties. Her fingers intertwine with his hair, pulling him to her neck, and then he speaks.<br><br>Hm? Wha? Leslie's mind sprawls into a jumble of confusion, but her body is beyond caring and takes her along for the ride. With a practiced, easy kick her shoes come off quickly followed by her jeans. No problem. "Yes..." she breathes, sinuously sliding out of his lap and onto the floor between his legs, his fingers coming from between her folds and snapping out of her panties wet with her juices.<br><br>She lifts her hips, hooking her thumbs into her soaked panties, and in one swift motion they're off. A bit of a giggle rising to her lips as she realizes her socks are still on. Wasn't there some saying about kinky people doing it with their socks on?
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:45:56</strong>
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				He waits until she is looking at him before bringing his slick fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean of her juices. Then he lets his eyes roam down her body, taking her all in. Yeah, she was hot. Guys would pay to watch her fuck or masturbate.<br><br>He smiled up at her and began to unbutton his shirt, starting to reveal the toned form that hid underneath it. "Mhm...on your knees, Leslie..." He murmurs, motioning down between his legs. She'd be the one to remove his pants and get to his crown jewels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:59:29</strong>
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				Her breath hisses in as she watches Richard suck and lick her juices from his fingers, and her own tongue glides over her lips. Leslie's eyes look hungry as she gets on her knees at his feet amid the cast off remnants of her clothes. Her pubic hair is well tended but not shaved or anything special, just like her white bra and panties.<br><br>She moves between his legs, hands going to his thighs as her eyes remain trained on the skin being swiftly revealed. Once there, she sees the bulge in his pants, and swallows hard. Suddenly a bit nervous, her fingers pluck at his shirt, then lower to the visibly hard cock under the fabric below. <br><br>With a tremble that runs the length of her body, she reaches out and traces the length of his hardness under the fabric, red nails grazing making a purring sound. Leaning forward, she pulls loose the button then unzips his pants, breathing in the very male scent. What was she supposed to do?
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 01:06:18</strong>
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				He removes his shirt once the last button pops free and tosses it off to the side. He was well toned and looked like a man in college - not a professor. He worked out and made sure he kept in shape frequently.<br><br>He lifts his hips up so she can pull his pants down, finally revealing his nearly 10-inch long hard cock. "Mhm...stroke it and suck it...pretend its the last cock that you'll ever suck and that you want to make it a good one." He encourages her as she seems to hesitate. Most were put off by his size, thinking him too large, but he always managed to make it fit.
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				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 01:17:21</strong>
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				Leslie's hands go immediately to the professor's toned chest, feeling out the muscles there, touching his skin as his shirt joins the litter of clothing at their feet. She helps as his hips lift, nails raking over his skin as the jeans come down. <br><br>Her eyes are immediately drawn to his massive cock, and she licks her lips again. She could almost taste it. Last cock? First cock, more like it...but then, she already knows how it's going to taste as she leans in and flicks her tongue into the slit, tasting his precum. Yep, she knows.<br><br>Seems she already knows how to work her mouth as well, tongue dipping down around the head to the ridge below, riding there for a moment before suckling him into her hot wetness. His size apparently doesn't bother her one bit as she swirls her tongue with practiced ease, working her muscles and lips along his length.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 01:22:19</strong>
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				They always enjoyed touching his chest and he certainly didn't mind. If it turned them on, then it made them all the wetter, which made it easier to slide into their tight pussies. But her attention was quickly drawn lower.<br><br>He moaned softly as she grabbed his cock and flicked her tongue over it. Her tongue caressed his head before moving further down, sucking him in deeper and deeper. "Mhmm....that feels so good." He murmurs sliding his hand into her hair, holding it out of the way so he could watch her draw him in deeper.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 20:02:43</strong>
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				Leslie already knows what Richard wants as his hands move into her hair, sliding it out of the way. She moves her head slightly to give him a better angle of view as she takes him deep into her mouth, feeling the head of his cock bump up against the back of her throat. Even this deep there's still less in her mouth than out!<br><br>She swallows, breathing deep through her nose as her tongue and lips continue to work along his hard flesh, her head bobbing under his hand. For a moment his glistening rod pops completely out of her mouth, but only long enough for her hands to come up and wrap around it, wetly gliding down along with her lips again to encircle his entire length.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 20:24:09</strong>
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				Leslie was certainly demonstrating her oral skills. She certainly had a good grasp on what to do with a cock. He moaned with pleasure as she continued to suck on his stiff rod, her head bobbing up and down.<br><br>"You're a natural at this...we'll have to get together at some point to do some purely oral scenes..." He murmurs down at her, cock twitching slightly in her mouth, precum starting to dribble out of the slit in its head.
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				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 17:23:04</strong>
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				A smile comes to Leslie's lips, currently wrapped around the professor's cock, and makes a sound of pleasure at the praise. Her eyes are still closed and she can taste the salty wetness of precum as it drips over her tongue. <br><br>She wouldn't mind that...this was much more satisfying than she'd dreamed it would be, though the familiarity of it all still haunted her.<br><br>Her fingers stroke him, wrapped around his shaft in a wet massage that matches the rhythm of her mouth, faster now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 17:25:43</strong>
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				Richard could feel his orgasm starting to build up in the base of his cock as she started to stroke and suck him, harder and faster. "Mhm, thats right baby..." He murmurs. "Keep going...you're going to make me cum real soon..." He moans down to her, starting to make small, shallow thrusts into her mouth.<br><br>"Ok...here it cums...swallow it..." He moans, body going rigid before his cock swells and pulsates into her mouth, spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky seed quickly filling her mouth.
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				Post by: <strong>SilverSun</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 17:32:44</strong>
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				This was familiar too, the feel of Richard's cock stiffening in her mouth, the short thrusts. She kept up with the rhythm as she'd been taught and as she felt him jerk she took a deep breath and buried as much of him in her throat as she could, swallowing convulsively, her hands still gripping him tight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting College (Interviews)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 17:38:28</strong>
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				He moaned with pleasure as he came in her mouth. Once the last spurts died down, he slowly pulled his cock from her mouth and smiled down at her. "Good so far." He murmurs, then takes a step to the side.<br><br>"Lay down on the couch. I want to get a taste of your pussy now."
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