Chapter 9: The First Scripts; Katya and Fuschia Audition

The next afternoon, following a vigorous workout with the football team, (I got to handle half the reps in preparing for Saturday night's game ) there was a meeting with the writers followed by having the crew asswmble at the rented house to handle two more auditions. I was craming all this in because I would be flying to Gainesville on Friday for a Saturday night game with the Florida Gators.

The writers got first crack at Sigourney and me. Willie had penned a decent script based on previous conversations involving the twins and a priest. I liked it for several reasons: One, it would cause a sensation, and two, it was really a hot couple of scenes. Ursula had worked with Willie on it and I liked her work already. She was thuro and did her research accordingly. She had a list of prior scenes in films involving a priest in a sexual situation. After a glance at them I knew we were on the right track, and as we were marketing an adult film we could go the limit when it came to the sexual activities between the twins and the priest.

Demetri was credited with a great script of his own, based on a chance meeting between a man and a woman as they exited their respective restrooms at a posh hotel. She was attending a wedding reception (her boyfriend's "Bestest Buddy.")

The entire wedding had bored her, filled with long-winded speeches, leaving her to examine potential males as possible bedmates and finding none of them acceptable for one reason or another.

She excused herself, and went to the ladies room which was located outside the ballroom where the reception was being held. Leaving the restroom, she accidently ran into a strong, young, handsome man who she immediately sized up as intellectually inferior, and easily controlled. Using body language and her eyes to entice him, she moved down a corridor away from the ballroom, trying door after door until finding one that opened. She glanced over her shoulder, saw him hesitate before following. She beckoned him in and locked the door behind them, and turned to kiss him hungrily.

He was naked from the waist up before the kiss ended. Still fully clothed herself, she began licking his neck with broad swaths of her tongue moved down his chest, nibbling slightly at his nipples, unzipping his fly, reaching inside, grasping his firm young cock in her hand, while he stood there moaning. She dropped to her knees and started to blow him, and after a minute or so he started to take control, easing her to an all fours position and after hiking her dress up and pulling her thing to one side mounted her doggy-style. While they fucked away, she remembered her boyfriend might have started looking for her and she hurried her mating partner along, milking him with her cuntal muscles until he came in her. Then she fixed herself and returned to the wedding reception.

"It works for me," Sigourney said.

I agreed, but added that Demetri might want to add more detail to their coupling behind the open door. To my surprise everyone, including Demetri agreed with me.

"You know," he said, "I was thinking of ending it with her apologizing to the boyfriend for being gone so long, and when he accepted her apology, she tells him it might be time for them to think about getting married."

I had a problem with the amount of screen time this scenerio would entail. I figured fifteen or twenty minutes, leaving a gap in the usual hour and twenty minutes film I wanted to turn out. But I told him to go for it, then turned to Ursala for her story contribution, for another idea was starting to form in my mind.

"All right, my turn," Ursula said as she stood up and stuck her chest out in my general direction. I saw Sigourney give her a look and smiled. So, Sigourney had a jealous streak, I thought, and filed the thought away for later.

"My story starts off with a married couple going at it in their bedroom. The catch is the wife's best girlfriend is in the bedroom down the hall and can hear them rutting away. I see the wife in close-up, eyes closed, biting her lips to keep from yelling, red faced and breathing hard as she comes for the second or third time."

"I like it!" I said. "What follows?"

"When she comes she lets out a loud primal scream. We cut to the bedroom down the hall where the girlfriend is on all fours at the bedroom door frigging herself off as she listens to them fucking.

"Now the catch here is that both husband and wife are thinking of the girlfreind down the hall while they fuck. We can show two different versions of what they're imagining. The husband has her on all fours. The wife has her shoving a dildo in and out of her pussy while lying on the bed. Or something more visual can be worked out.

"I'm thinking the wife is screaming because she wants the girlfriend to know he's made he come. The hubby is thinking of fucking the girlfriend and how to get away from the wife to do it. He's also thinking about how the two women were whispering about earlier; things they would never share with him, probably about some guy his wife had the hots for. He wonders wondered who it is; he also wonders if the girlfriend is thinking about him or his wife at the moment.

"His mind wanders and he thinks about fucking the girlfriend in her bedroom while his wife is taking her long, morning shower."

"Makes for a stimulating visual," Sigorney offered. Willie and Dimetri agreed. I merely nodded. This could work out very well. A series of vinettes, not necessarily related. It had been done before and seemed to please the audience each and every time. "Yeah," I said aloud, "What else?"

"The husband is bringing the wife to another climax. Is this the second, or third?"

"Does it matter?" Sigourney asked.

"Yeah, he's not Superman," Dimetri said authoritively.

Ursalua nodded her agreement. "Let's make it her second. I don't want him coming just yet. The wife is off in another place now ... he senses its not with him, and as she comes he thinks he hears the girlfriend coming too. He's heard her other times and is right. We can cut back and forth between the bedrooms to let the audience know as well.

"The wife lies there throughly satiated, and fall asleep quickly. The husband gets out of bed and cock in hand walks down the hall to the girlfriends room and opens the door. The girlfriend is still on her hands and knees, and smiles at him then begins to suck him off. He has his hands at the back of her neck urging her down on his pole. You call what comes next. I mean he can cum in her mouth, on her face, or whatever. After a minute or so he whispers in her ear, "You're the perfect slut, and tomorrow morning when Helen is in the shower I'm coming back here and fucking you until you can't walk."

"Mmmm, wonderful," the girlfriend says, "You're the nastiest lover, and lover..."

"Yeah," he says breathing hard.

"While you're fucking me..."

"Yeah?"

"I'll tell you who your wife was thinking about while you were fucking her tonight."

"Fantastic!" I tell her and give her the hug I'd been planning on ever since she stuck her tits out in my direction. She hugged me back, and I knew it wasn't lost on Sigourney.

Willie stood up in front of us holding several typed pages in his left hand.

"What I got is a little off-beat, but I think it's hotter than most because it's about a women in a wheelchair. I thought about making her a cripple, but figured that might not sit well with the audience what with what follows. So I put her in a leg cast, say a skiing accident. Anyway, it starts off in a bar. The girl, call her ... Mickey and the guy, um, Joe, are both shit-faced sitting at a table because the wheelchair isn't suitable for the bar.

"Anyway, Joe has a bandage over his nose, telling us it's broken. Joe's a stud, well built. We can't really tell anything about Mickey except she's got decent tits. The two are laughing over something he's said when his hand drops to her broken leg. Mickey shoves the hand away.

"Just feeling the cast, he says, then brightens and adds, "Hey, want me to sign it?"

"No thanks, my mother helps me clean that area and I doubt you'd write anything I want her to see."

"Yeah, you're probably right about that," he answers, putting the hand dangerously high on her other leg. When she doesn't protest, he nudges the skirt out of the way and caresses Mickey through her panties and succeeded in arousing her to the point she tells him to get her back to her apartment.

Once they were in the apartment, he lifted her bodily out of the chair and dumped her onto the bed as she shrieked happily while he methodically stripped her clothes off, then undressed himself.

"Oh, the guys got to be really hung, you know? We can't have a shrimp-dicked shmuck playing Casanova to the hot cunt with a broken leg. It won't fly. Aubrey, you got any big dicks lined up?"

"Not yet, but then I haven't looked for any."

"I'm sure they're out there," Sigourney said with a lop-sided grin.

"Want to hunt a couple down with me?" Ursula said laughing at the guys whose jaws were hanging open, not used to hearing a woman talk about cock that way. I had, but was still caught off-guard myself, so I guess my jaw had dropped as well. Ursula kept surprising me.

"When you find one, or two the scene will flow; anyway, he mounts her. I'm thinking we'll have to choreograph their movements during the sex ... I mean, she's got the leg in a cast and the camera angles might need to be thought out in advance, you know?"

He eats her out. She's like, "Holy shit, was it always THIS good?

It would be even better if we used a squirter for the broad, you know? She could leave a huge puddle on the sheets. Somewhere along here while he's eating her out, the camera can catch the various expressions passing over her face, and the slurping and licking noises that Joe makes should have every dick watching dripping with pre-cum. Then we have him insert a finger up her ass. That's when she comes big time. After she squirts Mickey starts trembling, maybe her eyes roll back in her head ... maybe we show it in close-up, you know?

We gotta show his face too, how wet it is from her juices and the squirting and all. Then he switches positions and sticks his dong into her snatch.

"Don't come in me!" she yelps, but keeps him inside her.

"Want me to use a condom?"

"No, just don't come in me."

"Want it on your face?"

"Okay," she says docilely, "or on my tits."

He begins to fuck her. He can jackhammer for a minute or so, make the ladies in the audience wish it was them he was fucking, then we get the cum shot, shooting gobs and gobs of it all over her tits, neck, and face.

Afterward, she asks him to help her into the shower. He does and joins her under the water, making sure the cast is wrapped in a plastic sheet and that the leg with the cast is dangling outside the shower.

He gets hard and she sucks him off and he fingers her to another orgasm while coming in her mouth this time. Then he helped her out of the shower, dried her off and after depositing her back in the bed, kissed her goodnight and leaves her there."

"We might add some additional dialogue to this," Sigourney said, but I love it."

"Me too, totally different than most porn," I add.

About forty minutes later the writers had departed and the cameramen and two girls, Katya and Fuschia arrived for the audition session. Sigourney and I had agreed to put Katya to the test of having to fuck at least two men, and because of that saved her for last.

Dan Deleon was the last to arrive, and I told him he would be auditioning and fucking Fuschia Greene. That wasn't a problem for him although I knew he had expected to be nailing Katya and not the red-headed minx.

Dan greeted the slim redhead cordially enough and had her sit down on a couch directly across from him.

"Let's get the legal stuff out of the way, shall we, Fuschia?

"Sure," the girl replied.

"Age and proof?"

"Twenty years old as of last Tuesday," she replied and held out a copy of her birth certificate, which was duly recorded by Wilbur who was filming the interview.

"You're a very attractive young lady," Dan said to the girl who was only two months younger than Dandy himself.

"Thank you," she replied and crossed her legs.

"Would you mind standing and turning around once or twice?"

Fuschia did just that as Wilbur took her in from top to bottom.

"Thank you," Dan said. "You realize you're auditioning for a role in an adult film, right?"

"Oh, yes, I certainly do."

"You, um, have no compunctions about being watched by the film crew while having sex with another partner?"

"No, I think ... I know that I'll enjoy it. I ... I'm kind of an exhibitionist. I also like having sex in public. Not out in the middle of the town square, of course, but say in a place where there is a chance of being caught."

"How many sexual partners have you had?"

"Men, or are we counting women too?"

That threw Dan, who paused then rephrased the question, saying: "How many men, how many women?"

"I started young; I mean I was fifteen when I did it for the first time with someone other than myself. That was another girl. Let's see..." She did some mental calculations and smiled at Dan. "Six women and fourteen guys," she said and sat down.

"Um, Fuschia, would you mind taking your pants off?"

"Okay," she said and stood up smiling at the camera, removed her slacks.

She now stood before Dan Deleon dressed in her halter top and flimsy silky thong.

"Now, please take your thong off."

Without hesitation, she grabbed the elastic waistband and using that feminine balance that men love to watch, slid them down her slender legs then pulled them off her feet. She left them laying on the floor and stood there waiting.

A small triangle of fiery red pubic hair was visible between her thighs. In my mind this was visually stunning, for most girls being auditioned felt it was mandatory to shave their pubes before revealing all to the camera.

"Turn around slowly, please."

She definitely had the hips and behind of a finely developed young woman. Her beautifully rounded behind had a deep cleft clearly dividing the two firm globes of soft, smooth flesh and her smallish breasts were those of a girl just entering puberty, pearish in shape with hard, pointed nipples poking out against the thin material of her top.

It was clearly evident that Fuschia had a fantastic body that gave off an air of innocence and sexual curiosity that created an aura of sexual intoxication.

"Do you want me to take my top off, too?" Fuschia asked in a small, hushed voice.

"No, not yet," Dan replied quickly. "Let the camera see you like this. You actually look sexier this way."

"Why not sit down again?" he said from the couch.

Fuschia sat down naked from the waist down with just a wisp of material covering her upper body. She didn't seem to feel shy or uncomfortable with her nudity. Dan had her turn so she could lean back against the big arm of the couch facing him and put her feet on the couch, knees up and together.

"Open your knees," he said softly.

Watching them I found my breathing become rapid and shallow as my arousal grew with my anticipation of what would follow. I knew that Sigourney and I would have a terrific sexual encounter following the two auditions.

The air in the room seemed charged with sexual electricity as Fuschia's knees opened and fell to each side, one lying against the back of the couch, the other falling down and resting on the seat cushions. The redhead's sex was fully and completely open and exposed to Dan.

The small triangle of silky red pubic hair formed a covering of light rusty fuzz over the raised mounds of her sweet, little pussy. Between the rounded outer lips I could see the already moistened opening of her small cunt slit, puffy, wet and pink. I moved to the cameraman and whispered that he should make sure to capture her pussy in close-up before the moment passed us all by.

My eyes were glued to the camera's window as he followed my instruction and knew we had a winning shot as the youthful skin in the crease of her thighs appeared — soft and smooth as a baby's.

The pungent odor of her sex filled my nose and made my cock unbelievably hard as I turned from the camera to the couple on the couch, wondering how much longer it would be before Dandy made his move and started to fuck her.

.

It happened sooner than I'd wanted it too. Dan laid his right hand squarely between her legs and gently petted the sexy redhead girl there, his fingers caressing the light, silky hair and soft skin from the triangle patch on her lower belly down to the round contours of her delightful little ass.

My eyes were riveted to them as Dan's hand roved over the entire area, the tips

of his fingers lightly grazing over the smooth skin of her open inner thighs,

then back down, always returning to Fuschia's pleasure point.

When I heard her murmur, "Mmmm, that feels so nice ... I thought you'd be rougher with me," I knew I had underestimated Dandy's ability to handle women.

"It feels good to me, too," Dan answered, continuing to caress her, carefully working on raising the intensity of her arousal.

At this point in a seduction, and this was a seduction, despite the fact that Fuschia had come here to get laid in front of a camera crew, the man's role is to scatter sweet nothings in the woman's ear, thereby heightening her arousal. Dan comported himself admirably in that regard. "You've got a lovely pussy ... soft, sexy ... ohhh, you must like what I'm doing, I mean, you're getting so wet down there."

As he uttered the words his fingers were moving ever so lightly back and forth between her legs, feeling the roundness in the folds of her labia and the cleft dividing them.

"You're red fur is so silky it's tickling the tips of my fingers," he told her and I heard her moan at the words. Not for the first time was I witnessing a woman becoming highly aroused at the sound of a man's voice.

Dandy began Fuschia circles with his finger tips along her inner thighs then to her knees. Fuschia was now moaning constantly, her thighs were now not only open, but spread apart as far as her positioning allowed.

"Mmmm," she whimpered, as Dandy sent his middle finger slowly through her cleft and in doing so presented the camera lens an example of just how wet she was getting between her legs. Fuschia's head was tilted down now, her eyes open watching his every move as Dandy fingered her fuck hole.

I moved to the camera again, eager to see just what Wilbur was recording for posterity and saw the tip of Dan's middle finger push aside the outer lips of her cunt and move into her. Jesus Christ, I swore silently, the guys watching this scene will all have their dicks in there hands watching this scene play out. It can only get better. Dandy you're coming through for us big time!

Fuschia moaned at the sudden intensity of pleasure. She looked down between her open thighs and watched as Dan's finger disappeared into the slick slot between her legs until he couldn't push it into her any farther.