Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)
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				Title: <strong>Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:07:41</strong>
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				Drew made sure the camera in the corner of the office was set up and running and angled perfectly at the couch. His desk faced the couch and a small hand-held camera rested on it currently. He was wearing jeans and a button down shirt, with short black hair and hazel eyes. The room was small but cozy, with one window that offered plenty of light for what he was doing. <br><br>Once he heard the knock on the door he called. "Come in!" And rose from his desk to great his latest conquest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:27:48</strong>
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				Annelise had applied her make-up on the bus riding into town, applying kohl and mascara with a hand that was only slightly unsteady. A deep, lush red painted the young lips and she had checked the result in the small mirror that came with the eye shadow box. Her friend Maxie had told her dark colors made her look older and so Annelise had opted for smoky eyes and a sensual shade of lipstick. <i>Twenty, at least </i>, she decided, tossing her tools in a small, make-up smeared purse. <br><br>The agent’s address wasn’t far from the bus station. Even in the high heels she’d borrowed from her mother, Annalise only needed fifteen minutes to bridge the distance. Fifteen minutes, wherein she practiced the sexy strut she’d copied from America’s Next Top Model and tried to look as confident as she felt. <i>You have to bring it to the table</i>, she heard Tyra Banks say. Ha, she was better than those girls and if she had not been turned down due to her age, she’d have shown them all! <i>You have to really want it</i>, the former super model had advised the contestants, and Annelise had soaked up that bit of advice. No one could want it more than she. She dreamed of modeling in class, talked about it with friends and practiced at every opportunity just like Tyra when she was young.<br><br>So when she heard the “Come in” in answer to her knock, she strode in like Eva, a winner, like herself. “Hello, I am your new model.” Annelise said, smiling with naïve confidence.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:31:48</strong>
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				Drew grinned and shook her hand before motioning to the couch. "Nice to meet you, I'm Drew. I'll be interviewing you today." He says, moving back behind his desk and sitting down. His laptop was on and he glanced over at it.<br><br>"Your name and age?" He asks then grins. "Sorry, I forgot myself. This interview will be recorded." He motions to both cameras. "That way we can see how you look both from afar and closeup. As you know, this is Adult Modeling, so your name and age?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:45:12</strong>
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				She shook his hand professionally, or so she fancied, a wide smile answering his grin. “Annelise Wi…” She hesitated. “Annelise Wilson. Eighteen.” Her body in the tight T-shirt surely looked mature enough, grafity print spanning over her young, firm breasts. She regretted not wearing her jeans now she’d seen his. They would’ve connected so well if they’d worn the same. She would have joked about it, and he would have been impressed by her wit and beauty. Perhaps he would like the skirt as well, and the leggings underneath were like jeans in a way, they clung to her shapely legs like a second skin and allowed for the skirt to be as short as Paris Hilton’s on the cover of Cosmo Girls. <br><br>“Oh yes.” She breathed excitedly. “Of course.” When he didn’t ask for it straight away, she couldn’t contain herself and offered him a black folder. “My portfolio”, Annelise announced, watching his expression closely for the pleasant surprise she expected. It wasn’t every day that an aspiring model thought to bring her pictures for a first meeting. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:49:01</strong>
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				He took the folder and briefly looked over it, typing her name and age into his laptop. "Good...good. I'm glad your comfortable in the camera. So why do you want to get into Adult modeling?" He says, settling back in his chair. It was best to get them comfortable first, as the clothes would come off more easily that way. <br><br>He made no disguise over letting his eyes roam over her body. She was cute enough, he thought, and barely-legal looking. Those perky breasts would feel good and he couldn't wait to get her naked.
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:59:36</strong>
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				<br>“Oh, I am used to the camera.” She smiled, tossing her blonde curls over her shoulder. “My friends take pictures of me all the time and Tommy says I got the looks for adult modeling. He has this huge portfolio, and he’s worked with pageants back in Miami.” She explained, looking around for a chair. Not finding one, she took a seat on the couch and crossed her ankles to one side. <i>ladylike</i> Tyra had called it. Sexy was good, but not hoochie. Especially Jay hated hoochie and so Annelise made sure she didn’t puff up her chest too much. Tommy had liked it when she’d pushed her breasts up, but in matters of modeling Jay’s word was gold. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:02:49</strong>
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				Drew nods his head. She seemed pretty at ease already so he decided to get things started. "Perfect. Lets get started shall we? Stand up again and take your top off. I assume those are natural?" He says, nodding his head towards her breasts, picking up the handheld camera and flicking it on. Once she takes her top off he nods his head. "Good. Now, thats a sexy skirt but I'm afraid it'll also have to come off."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:14:54</strong>
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				Maxie had been right! Drew had not even blinked when she had mentioned her age. Of course, she was more mature than most girls her age, where the others chitchatted about magazines and boys, she was on her way to become famous. How surprised they’d be when she’d tell them of her experience. <br><br>She nodded and smiled as if his request was the most normal in the world. The girls in America’s Next Top Model all had to do risqué shots at some point and she had giggled at their cries and hesitation. Now, she had prettier boobs than they, but they were still fools for being shy in front of the camera. That was a mistake she’d never make!<br><br>And so, Annelise stood up and clasped the hem of her T-shirt. Working the tight cloth over her head, she treated Drew to a fine view of her well toned stomach. Her bra came into view and the swell of pert, firm breasts. Her body had an even tan, as if she was used to sunbathing in miniscule swimwear. <br><br>She poses for him, hand on her hip. Her blonde curls are a bit mussed from the shirt’s exit. “The skirt?” Her expression sours a little bit despite the compliment. “Too much?” Reaching behind her, she unzips and steps from the falling garment. Almost like a ballet dancer now, dressed in high heels, a black legging and a white bra frilled with pink lace.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:19:50</strong>
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				Nice! She was gorgeous, and the underwear shot was great. He felt his cock begin to stir a little and he moved around the front of the desk, playing the camera over her body. "Turn around slowly for me." He says, focusing on her ass once she does. "Very nice. Now, take off your bra for me." <br><br>He never understood why they got hesitant when it came to this. Being an Adult Model meant getting down and dirty. Pornstars had to get naked and everyone had their first time. It was time for hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:31:49</strong>
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				<br><br>Annelise turned around obediently, a hand on the curve of her hip. She understood the need to move slowly, the camera had to capture the shots. Girls had been sent home for moving too fast consistently. She smiled when she came full turn and caught his appreciative looks. <br><br>“Topless?” She hesitated, peering down at the swell of her breasts. Tommy had tried to talk her out of her shirt before, but despite his pageant expertise, he’d been an amateur. This was the real thing, Drew knew what he was talking about. And ‘sides, her breasts <i>were</i> gorgeous. She chewed the paint from her bottom lip and giggled, reaching behind her and bending over to unclasp her bra. <br><br>It fell when she straightened, revealing her breasts for the agent’s inspection. Only a small strip of white trailed over the pink nipples, betraying where a bathing suit had offered scant cover against the sun. Annelise dropped her bra and squared her shoulders, raising those beautiful young breasts. The camera ate it all up, devouring the young, healthy body with its unhuman eye. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:35:56</strong>
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				"Very, very nice." he says, panning the camera in on her perfect breasts. His other hand reaches out to give each breast a firm squeeze. "Mhm...real? Even better." He adds, drawing his thumb over one of her nipples. "Natural sells better these days. Now, lets take those panties off to get a good look at that ass and pussy." He says, noticing her hesitation. "The directors want to see everything before they hire a girl. They look for specific attributes and skills." He says, trying to reassure her and bolster her confidence. It could be unnerving, getting naked on camera for the first time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:51:24</strong>
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				His touch made her shiver, an unexpected pang of pleasure shot through her breast, offering the camera a prize shot of her hardening nipples. “They’re real.” She reassured him, smiling brightly. “Fake boobs are history, no one does that anymore.” At least not in her class. <br><br>When it came to taking directions, she was one of the best, or so Tommy had said. She prided herself on the fact that she’d been the only one of his models who could sprawl over the fence and still look sexy. “Oh yes, I know.” She winged it, feigning to know the business. “And the model has to feel comfortable in her skin whether she wears Prada or only diamonds.” She parroted the famous show host, sliding her hands under the soft leggings. <br><br>Slowly, she stripped them down, rolling the dark cloth over her smooth, shapely legs and over her feet. She hesitated when it came to the high heels, but she opted to keep them on. They added to her height, and no doubt to the air of adult professionalism. <br><br>Her panties were of the same make as her bra, white with a frilly pink trimming. She blushed as she rolled them down, obviously uneasy despite her bravo. The white cotton got tangled with her high heels and she bend over, struggling to tear it free. Her naked ass high for the duration of her little struggle, firm breasts dangling. She looked younger when she straightened, the blonde hair tousled and a blush upon her pretty face. At least she’d had the foresight to shave her pussy in expectation of showing off lingerie or swimwear. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 22:48:00</strong>
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				"Very nice..." He murmurs again, focusing the camera on her. His cock was starting to press against his jeans now. "Now, lean over the desk so I can get a nice view of that ass and pussy." He says, waiting for her to do so before positioning the camera behind her, getting a great view. His hand reaches out again and grabs her ass, spreading his cheek to the side to expose her pussy more. "You have a very nice pussy." He adds.<br><br>"As you know, in the adult business, you need to be more then just comfortable and need more then just pictures. They aren't going to hire anyone without seeing what they can do. And you need to follow commands. So what I want you to do now is kneel down and suck my cock."
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 12:43:52</strong>
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				Giggling, Annelise bend over, elbows on the desk as if bracing for a spank.&nbsp; She had practiced that pose on Mickey and had it driven him wild. Only, that time she had not been naked. “Ohh!” She gasps, startled by his all too free handling of her body. “Really?” Flattered by the unusual compliment, she beams a smile over her shoulder. “I know my ass is nice.” She confides. “All the boys look at me.”<br><br>Once the inspection is over, Annelise straightens. Her cheeks are aglow with her happiness from all his praise. She’s doing well, she knows it. It hasn’t escaped her that his pants show a considerable bulge and she feels dizzy with power. <i>She</i> is the cause of his erection. This man, who must have hundreds of applicants each week is lusting after her.<br><br>“Sure.” She giggles, kneeling before him. “I know all about those shots. Dad has tapes. I’m not supposed to see.” Maxie had claimed those shots are fake, and that it’s the camera’s angle suggesting the girls are actually sucking the huge dicks on video. Mick had said it was all real and Tommy had supported Mick’s judgment. <br><br>On her knees, dressed only in her high heels, Annelise waits for Drew to drop his trousers. Her eyes widen. Up close, his dick looks different from the ones on video. For one, it’s larger and it smells, a masculine musky scent that reminds her of Mick’s groping in the back of his nineties Ford. She isn’t sure how to do this, but realizes that she is supposed to know. Drew expects her to know. Bravely, she reaches for the base for his throbbing cock, it feels warm and smooth. The clandestine videos had only shown the girls opening their mouths really wide, the next shots had always been hazy. Sometimes she’d seen the back of the girl’s head really close to the dude’s groin, and then there’d been the shot that had cause the debate amongst her friends: the shot from the side where that huge shaft had thrust between the girl’s lips. Confronted with Drew’s thick manhood, Annelise was inclined to agree with Maxie. She parted her lips and waited for him to bring his dick into position.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 14:33:03</strong>
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				He grinned as she quickly dropped to her knees and he unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to his ankles before stepping out of them. His cock was at least 10 inches long fully erect, and thick. However, he didn't make a move to move it, instead watching her and bringing the handheld up to his eyes, to give a real good POV look at it. <br><br>"Start by licking and sucking my balls, then lick up the shaft to the head. Then start sucking." He points out. She was clearly overwhelmed by the size of his cock and most girls hadn't actually done sexual things on camera before. But if they really wanted the job they'd have to follow his commands.
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 15:37:08</strong>
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				This was a bit more than America’s Next Top Model had ever shown. Annelise couldn’t remember if Tyra ever had given advice for the sexier aspects of modeling. It wasn’t likely, she thought, remembering her rolemodel’s disdain for all that wasn’t haute couture. A label such as <i>Catalogue</i> could damn a girl to a future of packing groceries at the mall.<br><br>But maybe that was because the market for this kind of modeling was so much smaller. Very few agents were as direct as Drew, and from what she had heard from her friends, they just took your name and sent you home. No one had gotten as close to an audition as she! <br><br>Excitedly, the pretty teen scuffled forward and brought her face close to the agent’s erect member. Canting her head, she tentatively licked his balls, tongue darting between the sweet, soft lips. Her nose pressed to his pubic hair, she sucked on the soft flesh under his tall manhood. His balls popped into her mouth and her eyes widened. Hastily, she spit them out, lapped up the dripping saliva and focused on the cock itself. <br><br>Her tongue trailed its length, more daring as the girl regained a little confidence. It swirled over the smooth head and tasted the first drops of precum oozing from the top. She grimaced and drew her head back a little, considering how to proceed and look pretty at the same time. <i>Everyone</i> could fake having a cock in their mouth, or so the videos had shown, but those girls had looked silly with their puffed up cheeks and stupid, blissful expressions. <br><br>Carefully parting her lips into a pretty O, Annelise bowed her head to the agent’s cock and suckled the head into her mouth. <i>It’s like sucking a lollipop</i>, Maxie had told her, giggling. So, with Maxie’s experience as her best reference, Annelise treated Drew’s cock like candy, suckling and licking when too much saliva spilled down the thick length.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 15:47:32</strong>
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				He let out another soft moan as she sucked his balls into her mouth, grinning down at her over the edge of the camera. She worked up his length then took him into the mouth. He lowered the camera to the side, to get a side view of her sucking his cock, before bringing it back up closer to his face.<br><br>"Mhm...swallow that cock...show me how much you can swallow." He murmurs, moving his other hand start unbuttoning his shirt, one at a time, until it was completely undone and he could slide it off, joining her in their nakedness. He then placed his hand against the back of her head. "Suck that cock real good."
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 18:04:40</strong>
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				<br>Dealing with a mouthful of cock, Annelise barely noticed Drew had taken off his shirt. Sucking that throbbing, slippery length between her lips demanded all her attention, she needed both hands around the base and there was still plenty of flesh to go. In the movies, the girls had gulped those cocks down like jello and the pretty blonde teenager struggled to swallow Drew’s manhood with the same ease. Her head bobbed with her energetic suckling and she swallowed when pulling back. <br><br>When her attention briefly wandered, it wasn’t to wonder about his nakedness, but to watch that camera and give it a twisted, cockfilled smile.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 13:37:57</strong>
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				She was totally lost in the moment, he saw, so he started to press his hips forward to force more of his cock into her mouth. He quickly moves his free hand to the back of her head while doing so, to force himself into her throat. "Good...just like that..." He murmurs, sliding the camera down to get a side view of his cock going into her mouth. 
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 15:56:09</strong>
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				Her jaw aches from the unfamiliar exercise and her eyes bulge when his cock meets the back of her throat. Fighting the gag reflex, she forgets to look pretty. Muffled protests escape her lips, her head presses against his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Again, it is the camera that saves her.<br><br>Its dark eye glides into her peripheral vision, hovering into view just beyond obtrusive. A tiny red light tells Annelise her efforts are being recorded. This is the moment that counts! Vainly she cocks her head towards the camera, her fingers splayed against loins. The other hand tucks a stray curl behind her ear, a coy gesture that allows the inhuman eye an even better view on the cock fucking her mouth and throat. Of course Annelise doesn’t consider their actions ‘fucking’. All this is only for show, for the benefit of her portfolio. She remembers the videos and the beatific expressions on the girls’ faces. <br><br>Posing for the camera, she cups her hands under Drew’s balls and elevates them as if she plans to stuff her mouth with his man meat. More of his salty flavor trickles into her mouth and her tongue spasms against his shaft. Saliva spills from the corner of her mouth as she gorges herself on his cock. This is so different from the amateur shots with Tommy, so much more <i>real</i>. Drew’s murmured compliments make her feel hot, sexier than JLo… or whoever! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 17:22:42</strong>
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				Her initial resistance quickly melts as she starts to relax under his guidance, the camera seeming to draw her attention once more. A camera-slut! "Mhmm...oh yeah..." he murmurs as she grabs his balls. He can feel her tongue working around his cock and he slowly starts to back off, letting her take charge of sucking his cock for another minute, rotating the camera once more.<br><br>"Good." He says, pulling out, his cock coated with her saliva. "Now I want you to stand by the desk and lean over it." he commands, moving over to the desk that was clear of objects. "Then grab your ass and spread your cheeks so I can get a nice view of your pussy and ass. Have you ever done anal before? Its all the rage today." He says, waiting for her to get in position. 
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 16:32:04</strong>
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				Annelise stares a bit dumbly at the empty space where he’d been standing and rubs her jaw. She still tastes him on her tongue and her throat feels thick and sore, but the camera had been eating it al up and that was all that mattered. She is sure that last shot was a winner, she looks good en profile and his cock was clearly visible. Perhaps she’d even give Tommy a copy, sometime, just to tease him. <br><br>She blinks as she realizes the agent is already setting up for the next series and she scrambles to her feet, holding the desk with both hands. “Have you ever done anal before? It’s all the rage today.” A mascara stain sits on her cheek and her lipstick is all but gone, she looks very young as he presents her with his vision. <br><br>“No…” The teenager licks her lips and stares at the desk, carefully placing her hands. “No, that’s all fake, right?” She explains. “No one really does that, it’s just to turn men on. The…eh.. penis goes between the girl’s legs instead.” She isn’t the expert but she tries to put an air of confidence in her voice as she bends over. Despite the silly high heels she maintains a perfect poise, results of many days cheerleading practice. Reaching back, she spreads her ass cheeks and throws him a coy look over one shoulder. “Like this?” Puckering her lips, she blows the camera a sensual kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 16:46:13</strong>
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				"Oh no," He says, moving behind her with the camera, training the shot down from her head over her back and ass to look at her glistening pussy as she spreads her cheeks wide. "Its all for real. Some girls really love taking it up the ass and it can pay some big bucks." He says, moving his hands to squeeze her firm rear before trailing it down.<br><br>He presses two fingers to her pussy, spreading her lips. "Oh yeah, they'll love this pussy. Do you mind?" He says, slipping a finger along her slit coating it with her juices before starting to rub it across her clit, slipping his pinky finger into her pussy opening. 
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				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 16:54:33</strong>
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				“Really?” She steals a glance at his cock and blushes. “They love it? Something that big? I know in adult modeling bigger is better, but…. That can’t fit!” It’s too hot in his small office, her skin feels warm under his touch and her breathing quickens as she recollects the video’s, their images all the more real with the man’s hands upon her ass.<br><br>Her sex glistens enticingly before the camera’s eye, its wetness coating the director’s fingers. “Oh.” She whispers, shocked and excited. “I… eh…I guess?” A whimpering moan escapes her as his finger slips into her virgin pussy. It has become harder to keep her professional posture, her fingers dig white dents in her flesh where they spread her ass and fresh dew greeted Drew’s fingers. Like every teenager, Annelise’s hormones work on overdrive and all that talk about adult movies wasn’t helping. Her clit feels as if on fire, burning with need… She recognizes the feeling, when she postpones while masturbating, it is much the same. Only, it is not her own hand this time and when she does it, she’d never been this wet. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 16:11:10</strong>
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				He can feel her tightness but isn't aware that she is a virgin, just the smallest of his fingers penetrating amongst her folds. Her arousal is clear in her wetness and it makes it easier for him to rub against her clit with his finger, which he continues to do, seeing the flush came to her face, judging by her breathing that she was starting to get close to orgasm. <br><br>"Oh, it will fit, with enough lube anything can fit." He chuckles, bringing the camera in down low to focus on her glistening pussy for a few moments. "It always feels tight and a bit painful at first, but its really no different then having your cherry popped. After a few moments, it'll start to feel good. Some girls can even orgasm from it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 16:08:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Annelise’s face sinks into her hands and a stifled moan passes her spread fingers. Her swollen clit trembles against his stroking fingertip. Her hips thrust in rhythm with his hand, her body eagerly reaching for that peak his touch promises. “Anything?” She chuckles throatily, her imagination running wild. Baseball bats, banana’s, bowling pins and a phletora of odd objects pass her mind’s eye. Annelise giggles and repeats, “anything?” <br><br>His fingers stroke and tease, and her giggles turn to breathy gasps. Her body convulses and she cries out in shocked wonder, juices spilling from her pussy. “Anything…” She sighs contently as the spasms fade. Only now, she remembers the camera and hurriedly, the girl raises her head to share that sated smile with her unknown audience. “I knew modeling was my thing”, she tells him proudly. “I felt so sexy in that last shot.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 19:04:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers continue to toy with her clit, noticing her breathing change shortly before her orgasm hits. He slows his fingers down after a few seconds, allowing her to come down off her orgasm with out overwhelming her with sensation. He makes sure to focus on her pussy as she orgasm before panning out to get the look on her face as she turns her head.<br><br>"Yes." He responds, stepping up closer to her, holding his cock in hand now and guiding it to her pussy. He rubs the head of his cock along her slit, coating it with her juices. "Now...do you want to try anal first? Or would you rather do a hardcore scene and then anal?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 16:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wow! Just… WOW! There she was, first timer on the scene and already her agent was asking for a hardcore scene! Annelise blushed with happiness. “Me? Hardcore? But I’ve never done this before.” She protested modestly, eager for more compliments. <br><br>Lifting her hair with one hand, she coyly rearranged the curls knowing darn well she looked good enough to eat! Rawr! <br><br>But… what did he mean with ‘hardcore’? The lump of meat sliding along her sex felt inappropriately huge and the would-be Star felt a moment of doubt. How did those girls on video make it fit? According to the agent it’d gave them pleasure, even when taking it up… well… uhm… up behind… but Annelise wasn’t too certain those girls were beginners like her. Oh, she was prettier than any pro star; all her friends had said so… but his dick seemed awfully big. She rubbed her jaw, remembering just how fat his member really was. Her ass hurt just from her thinking about it!<br><br>“I… haven’t done either… ever.” The blonde teen admitted shyly, lowering her eyes. “But…but, I can model everything, Sir.” She added because Tyra had said that a model should act confident even if she was nervous. “Which do you think we should do first?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 16:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He covered his shock at her admission by smiling down at her, stroking his hand over her ass. "This is your lucky day then, beautiful." And my very, very lucky day too, he adds silently. Two virgin holes, both for his taking! "I'll teach you how to model both. I'm sure you'll do fine." He continues to rub his cock along her pussy lips.<br><br>"Lets start by popping your cherry." He decides, still rubbing along her lips. "But first, we'll need to change positions." He takes a step back. "I want you to lay on your back on my desk, with your ass right at the edge. I want to watch you while I fuck you, and I want you to be able to watch me while I do it too. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>04-12-2009, 15:40:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She remembered that pose from a video in her dad’s collection. “Out of control in the office” it was called and formed the third episode of the “Out of Control” series where Lola Wilder filled one position after another. The desk had been quite well used in that scene and Annelise blushed, recalling the star’s spread legs and the close-ups of the cock pumping those wet depths. Lola’s screams had surpassed any other scene and Annelise’s curiosity had been sparked. And now, her first adult scene would resemble Lola’s famous act! <br><br>Annelise slid back on the desk and spread her thighs, brazenly showing the moisture his fingers had worked up. She felt the cool air upon her damp sex and leaned back on her elbows. From the video, she knew how to drape her hair, partly over the shoulder and partly falling free, so nothing blocked the camera’s angle of her pert, young breasts. Naked but for the slutty high heels dangling just above ground, the girl presented herself, an enticing and inviting picture of corrupted innocence
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-12-2009, 20:42:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So sexy, he thought, a naked teen spreading herself wide on his desk, practically begging to be fucked. Of course, this one had the added bonus of being a virgin! He pans the camera across her body, moving from her head down to her glistening pussy, the length of his cock just visible in the bottom of the frame.<br><br>He steps forward, rubbing his free hand up over her stomach to her perky breasts then back down to her sex, rubbing gently over it. He then takes his cock in hand, rubbing its head along her pussy lips. He presses his hips forward, lodging his cock head against her opening so that he could remove his hand, yet not penetrate her. He adjusts her position, placing her legs up on his shoulders, right arm holding the camera hooked around&nbsp; her thigh to get the best shot, left arm hooked around her leg at the waist for better leverage. He presses his hips forward slowly until the head of his cock pops into her virgin passage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 13:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivers under his caress. Her brave smile betrays her anticipation and the shapely legs feel tense as he adjusts them. The blonde teen licks her lips and eyes the huge cock approaching her virgin sex. The head disappears from her sight, and her nervousness peaks. A moan comes to the girl’s lips and her eyes close. Now she can feel his head against her soft, wet folds and anticipation builds. She wriggles on her elbows, and opens her eyes, sending him a silent plea. <br><br>The camera captures it all. It records the softness of her folds, the glistening of her pussy and swollen clit. His cock appears prominently in the shot, parting those sweet lips and sinking into their moist depths. Surely, her gasp of surprised pleasure can be heard if he had kept the sounds on, but the sudden clenching of her pussy around his shaft is for him alone.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 15:44:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets out a soft moan of pleasure as he pushes deeper and breaks her barrier, her virgin tightness squeezing around him. It had been a long time since he had fucked such a tight pussy. The camera catches it all, focused on their coupling, his cock sliding back and forth slowly and gently, working its way deeper into her depths. Finally, he has buried himself completely inside of her, balls pressing up against her too. His free hand slides over her stomach to cup and caress one of her perky breasts.<br><br>"Mhmm...how does it feel?" He murmurs softly, tugging on her nipple but remaining motionless, buried to the hilt in her virgin pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 16:21:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A cry and a grimace of pain contort the pretty features, her young breasts bounce with her ragged inhales. She isn't sure if it's pain or pleasure that sets her inner walls on fire. "Huge...." She trembles under the effort of staying still; her body wants to move and writhe&nbsp; but her mind shrieks at her to stop moving, fearing the sensations his girth awakens. Her body spasms and she moans, her soft folds tightening around his length. <br><br>Peering down between her breasts, Annelise can't see his shaft anymore. Where his cock had stood proudly erect, she can only see his hips wedged between her spread thighs. His flat stomach rises between the V of her legs and she feels the unfamiliar pressure of his balls. Tentatively, she leans to the right and reaches between her thighs with her left hand. Her fingers touch the base of his cock and find the taut flesh of her pussy, they flutter over his stomach before falling back. "But you are huge..." She says, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 21:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tugs on her nipple again, smiling down at her, camera trailing up her body to her face then back to where his hand toyed with her breasts. "I'm glad you approve." He smiles down at her. "It'll start to fill better soon, once you adjust. You can rub your clit too..." He adds, starting to move his hips against her.<br><br>Soon, he has started making small thrusting motions in her, a little of her blood trickling out onto his shaft. His hand continues to massage and caress her breast. "You are so fucking tight..." He murmurs, withdrawing more and more of his length before slowly sliding back in. The feel of her pussy tight around him was amazing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 14:56:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After the first pain subsides, it isn’t so bad. He takes his time and lets her young body adjust. With each slow thrust her sex yields more of her sweet dew, easing the friction between his swollen shaft and her soft, tight walls. All too soon the wannabe-model is moaning to the rhythm of his hips and seems to have forgotten the camera’s ever watchful eye.<br><br>Annelise cups her breasts and eagerly pushes them up into his hands, the hard nipples jutting under his caress. “More. Faster.” Glistening juices dilute the crimson smears on his cock and the scent of her arousal easily overpowers the faint smell of blood. “Oh shit, this feels good.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 15:00:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand eagerly caresses her breasts as she pushes them up into his hands, tweaking her hardened nipples as he continues to fuck her. He pans the camera out, letting it watch her breasts bounce as he thrusts into her, then zooming in on her pussy as his cock slides in and out of her. The glistening of her juices on his cock can easily be seen and he starts to increase his pace as she moans for it. <br><br>His cock is soon ramming into her as his pace settles at a very steady, very fast, motion. He pulls nearly all the way out before slamming all the way back in, balls pressing against her each time. A steady <em>slap slap slap</em> can be heard as their bodies meet with each thrust. "Mhmm...you like that big cock in you? You like me fucking your virgin pussy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 17:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nothing in Dad’s porn collection had prepared her for the powerful surges of pleasure cresting each time his cock hits home. She holds on to the table for dear life, bracing herself against the hard, fast thrusts that would have knocked her over the edge otherwise. Her breasts bob with the fast pounding, providing the camera with another very sexy shot of the former virgin. <br><br>Only moans answer the agent’s questions, and a long, drawn out gasp. <br><br>“Ohhh!”<br><br>Her slender body trembles as every muscle tenses. Her hips buck against his thrusts and her inner walls clench his cock, a wave of fresh juices showering the thick flesh. A shivering cry of surprised pleasure fills the room as Annelise throws her head back and lets herself go in the moment. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 19:16:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As if to answer him, her pussy cummed around his cock. He catches it all with the camera, the sudden rush of juices over his cock, the way her face and body contorted. All the while he continued to thrust into her, the trickle of blood having stopped long ago now, the remnants still tinging the base of his cock that didn't penetrate her. His hips thrust back and forth and his free hand tugs on her pert breasts.<br><br>"Mhmm...now, when I cum, i'll pull out. You'll need to slide off your desk and onto your knees in front of me." He says, knowing it wouldn't be long now. "Then open your mouth, so I can cum inside of it. Swallow it all then start sucking on my cock again. We'll move over to the couch for the anal creampie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Imogen</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 21:02:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dizzy and lightheaded from her first vaginal orgasm Annelise fell flat on her back and laughed weakly. “Oh. My. God. That … WOW!”&nbsp; Her breasts bounced, briefly offering the camera a view of their freed, blushing splendor before he adjusted and covered the delicious orbs with his groping hands once again. The camera loved it all and buzzed as it recorded each touch, every gasp and wicked act. <br><br>Her lower body rocked with his steady thrusts but although she was still tight, her sweet juices turned the friction between his huge manhood and her tender folds from painful to a coveted sensation. “I want to feel you cum.” She giggled, laboriously propping up on her elbows. Gasping as her actions tensed her stomach and made her feel that huge invader all that much more clearly. “I don’t want you to stop.”&nbsp; Her cute, pouty smile had won her every argument with Tommy and Mick but she wasn’t dealing with one of her high school friends this time. <br><br>Her eyes darted towards the camera and she sighed. “Alright…” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Casting Couch (Eeyore + Imogen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 22:32:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wasn't about to stop, at least not just yet. His cock continues to pound into her tight pussy. As she sits up, his hand moves from her breast to the back of her neck, holding her in the half-crunch as he rams his length into her. As much as he wanted to cum inside of her, it wasn't what people wanted to see. "Good..." He murmurs, a thin sheen of sweat covering his body. "Now...when I pull out...just slide right on down...i'm really close..." He murmurs, looking her in the eye as his hips pump furiously into her. "Ok...now!" He commands, letting go of her even as he pulls out, taking two steps back so she could fit down beneath, one hand jerking his pussy-juice-slick cock, guiding its head to her open mouth before his cum erupts from it. 
			</dd>
		</dl>
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