3 comments/ 11560 views/ 2 favorites Examiner By: CBjustCBnothingbutCB --- More or less follows on from Audition, Studio Sex, and First Shoot although the intention is that it shouldn't be necessary to read those before this one (I don't know how successfully I carried that off). We switch from Myles' perspective to Colleen's and go through parts of the same stories again, so I've tried to avoid duplicating the dialogue where the stories overlap, but the narrative may read a little "summary" as a result - please let me know what you think. --- The studio was busy as usual but Colleen didn't recognise anyone she knew well enough to stop and talk to, so she went straight to John's office when she got there. His assistant, Ruby, greeted her with her usual efficient (lack of) warmth as she came in, and waved towards the back office door. Colleen had been through this before so she was familiar enough with the routine, and although she found it a little clinical she had to admit it fitted in with the rest of the industry -- straightforward, to the point, get the job done, keep the frills and stress to a minimum. Besides, she had control of her own warmth factor and hardly ever needed anything external to influence her mood -- a quality she had discovered was quite rare in humans and almost unheard of in women. She never understood how people could let bad weather depress them, or get nauseous over blood and guts - she was fascinated by everything, and only influenced by anything she looked at, *if* she decided to let it affect her. It was a gift, she knew, and she valued it. Inside the second office -- really more a waiting room - she quickly stripped and made herself comfortable on a couch, her neatly folded clothes piled next to her. Although she knew she would soon be getting jiggy with a sexy stranger, she had no need to touch herself. Being naked around other people was quite enough for her. Picking up a tablet computer from a corner table, she swiped its screen awake and started the word processor, then opened a new document on John's server. She looked at the clock, saw she should still have plenty of time before the appointment, so she picked up a magazine and flipped it open. Cosmo, what else, she thought with an internal smile, and flipped to the page advertised on the front cover for this month's sex article, "How to achieve multiple orgasm", ha ha I wonder if I can get any tips here she thought sarcastically, but skimmed it anyway. Nope - nope - nope, nothing new and they left out a whole lot of stuff besides. Oh well, might as well take the "How good a shag are you" quiz... no, wait! - the big-screen TV came alive at that moment and she was looking at the latest hopeful, sitting opposite John's desk in the office alongside. She tossed the magazine aside and started paying attention. Hmm, not bad, she thought -- maybe not Ashton Kutcher, but definitely not bad. She was suspicious of the really pretty boys, anyway, had worked with a couple of them and found them arrogant and self-centred, selfish lovers who thought it was all about them. Most had learned a hard lesson or two at her hands, and most often it turned them whiney and peevish, which was hardly an improvement. No, this boy was well-built without being one of those workout gorillas, handsome without being this year's answer to Brad Pitt, and had a nice, if nervous, smile. She especially liked his non-aggressive body language that spoke volumes about his self-image -- confident, without being pushy or conceited. He knows he's attractive without it being the beginning and end of his personality, she thought. A little stirring started in her belly and that made her eyebrows go up - interesting, that doesn't happen, she thought. Might have to watch myself here. This next part was always amusing - John had just asked the new boy to take his clothes off, he always did that within the first two minutes and it always took them by surprise. He was standing by the agent's desk, nervously fumbling with his belt buckle and with that slightly hunted look in his eyes, now looking for somewhere to put his shirt, now fumbling with his shoelaces. All the time she studied his face, saw the internal conflict and watched critically to see how he dealt with it. And was very happy to see he handled it remarkably well. She had sat here watching probably 20 other guys go through the exact same process with varying degrees of success (oh my word, some of them couldn't keep their shit together at all) and so far this one seemed to be coping. Definitely the best of those she had seen, anyway, and by a good margin. Then the pants came down and she gave a little gasp. Not because of his size, she was used to seeing all the big guys this industry could throw at her, but because he had undoubtedly the best-looking package she had ever seen, and in fact it wasn't *that* big anyway. Just enough... Beautifully proportioned, unblemished skin, relatively tight scrotum, slightly darker skin tone without being too much darker than the rest of him... well groomed and no ugly circumcision scars or ridiculous right-angle bends or ugly bumps, this was the first cock she had seen that she actually *liked* the look of while she was not aroused. That's one thing 99% of the world's males don't understand, she thought, not for the first time. Guys love looking at pussy, so they assume girls like looking at dick, and nothing could be further from the truth. Not until we are good and ready, boys, she wanted to tell them all, but of course no-one was listening. And if she was honest she would have to admit that, actually, he *was* quite nicely hung, too, but again not so large as to make her not look forward to what was going to happen later. Sometimes those cucumbers just had her inwardly groaning at the discomfort they brought. Meanwhile John had finished scoping the candidate out. This part of the audition process for total newcomers was more about familiarising them with nudity in front of other guys, than about actually checking out their equipment which he of course had them send photos of in advance. The new guy was moving across to the bed in John's mini studio. Colleen reached for her TV remote and flipped channels to pick up the camera over the bed. It was a wonder no-one ever picked up the presence of those cameras, she marvelled, but it was understandable with the overwhelming amount of new stuff that was going on. Still, it made her feel a little guilty at the pleasure she got from watching them variously make fools or heroes of themselves - of course they knew and consented to being videoed at all times, but she seriously doubted that any of them realised they might be watched in real time in the audition which was after all designed to set them at ease and make them feel like no-one was really watching. Apart, that is, from the pot-bellied middle-aged agent in the room with them. New Guy settled back on the bed and seemed to be relaxing a bit, even to pulling a pillow across and folding it to prop his head up so he could look down at himself. Colleen knew that the TV screens around the bed would be lighting up now, and probably showing some scene in which she had starred. John liked to do that to the noobies, just another test of their ability to take shock to the system when they later saw her walk off the screen, as it were, and into the bedroom. She could almost to the second tell when she (or some naked female, anyway) appeared on screen because that was when the cock she was looking at started to twitch and grow. Within seconds he was hard, with hardly any touching, the shape again pleasing her: a strong, throbbing member that stood away from his belly, a solid-looking purple glans that was noticeably but not hugely thicker than the shaft, and the shaft itself a decent girth, only slightly tapered, no left-right deviation, and a gentle backwards curve, with one or two wiggly veins but otherwise unmarked. His pubic patch was trimmed to a couple days' growth and the balls and everything else shaved clean. That's nice, she thought, please let him have a bit of a brain... At this point she normally zoned out a little, because after all once you have seen one or two guys jack themselves off on a bed you have pretty much seen them all. And she had had her fill of that as a kid, peeking at her big brother through the gap between door and frame when he thought he was all alone in the house. That had swiftly lost its appeal, so she had been a little startled to discover when she had started working these gigs for John that she had the ability to get horny watching men masturbate. Of course that had only lasted one or two sessions and she was back to being able to get completely detached about the events taking place next door. Colleen typed some notes about the subject under various headings -- genital appearance & size, body appearance, attractiveness, masturbation technique, speed and level of arousal, overall impression -- while looking up from time to time to see his progress with his current task. He appeared to be achieving his goal quite effectively, if not a little too enthusiastically she thought: he's only using two fingers on his cock, avoiding touching the head to prolong the whole experience. She knew John would have briefed him on just getting to the point, not trying for endurance or any other crowd-pleasing effects, so he was no doubt just going with whatever made himself most comfortable, but she couldn't help thinking that the longer he drew this out the harder -- er, no, more *difficult* - he was going to make it for himself in the second and third rounds. Well, no matter, one way or the other this is a test and if he passes it despite giving himself a bit of handicap, then so much the better for them all. If not, then so long and you gave it your best shot, Bud. Another pun. In a short while she could sense a sea change. Recruit's hand was moving just a little faster, he had collected his own pre-cum lube and spread it all around the helmet head and was giving it a good polishing. There was a fine film of sweat on his face and she knew the climax was -- oh there it was. And not a disappointment either... someone a little less experienced might have taken the first watery dribbles for a weak ejaculation but Colleen recognised that this guy was just getting started with a whole load of pre-cum leakage, and she sat slightly forward on the couch to make sure she didn't miss any of what was going to happen. From the second spasm there were thick, gooey ropes of semen flying all over his belly and chest. He shot and shot and shot and she lost count of the number of spurts -- spraying across himself, even getting a couple of drops on his own chin which she saw made him smile. His body was arched off the bed and his left hand had taken a bunch of sheet, making quite a mess of the bed. She always had the TV volume right down low because she had no interest in what the candidates had to say and of course knew very well what John always said, but nevertheless she heard this one's very vocal groaning and grunting during his orgasm. Nicely sincere, but might have to get him to try dial that back a bit, sometimes, maybe? Director's call, none of my business, I suppose. Hmm. Definitely one of the best though, she thought as she sat back and made more notes under the existing headings and couple of new ones, "ejaculation" and "climax". Under "general" she added "looking forward to working with him" which she had never written before. By the time she finished, the noob had cleaned himself up a bit and John had given him his little pep-talk and sent him off to the bathroom for a shower, so quickly she read through her notes from the top, made a couple of corrections, deleted the last comment and saved the file so John could access it before going on to stage two. Putting the pad down, Colleen allowed herself to start thinking about what was next, and suddenly she realised -- oh, yes, running one finger along her slit, she was wet wet wet. She stood up and turned to look at the couch -- oh, dear, a tell-tale wet line. Oops, sorry John, but it'll dry before anyone else comes into this room and no-one is likely to notice it for a while, if ever. I hope. She dashed into the bathroom, had a quick pee and rinsed her pussy in the bidet then dried off on one of John's fluffy while towels. Might as well take advantage of the perks, and it wouldn't do to announce her status quite so openly on one of these jobs. Definitely wouldn't do her reputation any good... she laughed at herself. What reputation, Colleen? She glanced at the TV, saw that the subject had returned from his shower and was sitting on the edge of the bed. John was tapping at his computer, which meant he was probably cueing up the recording of the first part of his test and would be going through the scene with him. She flipped off the screen and stepped out of the room, past Ruby who barely lifted her eyes to acknowledge a hot, buck naked woman walking through her office, and slipped into John's office in time to hear the recorded recruit roaring his orgasm and watch the cumshot all over again. John said, "You signalled your climax well in advance, didn't you?" She winked at John who looked up briefly at her, and back at the bed. She could see that the guy -- Myles Brooks, she now saw from the clapperboard that John had left on his desk -- was a little uncomfortable discussing his own performance but had nevertheless come a long way in just half an hour, because he was definitely not as stiff as he had been at the beginning of the interview. And he was starting to get -- er, stiff again, just from watching himself masturbate. That's a good sign, she decided. Both good signs, actually, the softening body language and hardening penis language. Very good signs. Myles mumbled some response to John and she just stood there, out of sight but observing, while the two of them chatted. Then John concluded with, "OK, Myles, that was a pretty hot screen test. Now, next phase. Colleen here will be helping you with that - " She almost burst out laughing when Myles' head whipped round, so fast she was reminded of whiplash jokes. But she kept her expression neutral, and then had to fight for composure all over again when she started seeing the shocked expressions crossing his face. First shock was seeing her total nakedness, second and more powerful shock was recognising her. His eyes involuntarily flicked back to the TV opposite the bed, but of course there was no longer any footage of her on it -- just a freeze-frame of the end of his own screen test. But he confirmed in his mind that Colleen was indeed the girl he had just jacked off to, and the third but, she was happy to see, smallest shock he registered was that he was naked and erect in full sight of her. His hand, which had been idly touching himself, had frozen half-covering his engorged member, but in a matter of seconds he recovered his composure and dropped the hand. The erection that had started ever so slightly to droop, now recovered fully and started twitching and straining upwards. She could even see the beginnings of a small drop of pre-cum oozing already. Sometimes she talked to the noobs, if they looked as if they had promise but just needed a bit of calming or reassurance. But this one was quite self-assured so she just smiled and walked over to the bed, climbed up and tasted his juices with a fingertip. Yummy. If there was one thing she had learned in this business it was boldness, especially with inexperienced wannabes, so she made a point of taking charge with them. To keep the guys from getting too cocky, she liked to give them a taste of their own medicine -- or their own fluids, in this case -- so, making sure she still had a good droplet of pre-cum on her lips, she engaged him in a passionate kiss, making sure she got it into his mouth. Another test passed. Myles even seemed to enjoy the taste and was hugging her to him, their naked bodies holding his slippery schlong between them. She could feel him starting to try take control and get her underneath him, so quickly she made it clear that she was in charge by thrusting her twat in his face. It was clear this suited him *just fine*. Within seconds he had her ramping up to a climax, his tongue teasing her clit while one finger entered her -- very wet -- vag. Oh God I'm losing control, she thought, WTF!, and collapsed on his chest, no longer able to hold herself up in the "limbo" position any more. Myles lost no time flipping her onto her back to complete the job he had started. He was now on hands and knees and had his face glued between her legs, his tongue penetrating her deeply while his nose nuzzled her clitty. Five seconds later she was climaxing from his breathing on the button, and gripped his head and pulled him tight into her. Ohhhh, this was soooooo good... it felt like she hadn't come for weeks, which was of course ridiculous, she came at least twice every day. This was absurd, a little part of her was saying, but she managed to ignore it and enjoy her orgasm. But she was nearly suffocating Myles, so the next time he tried to extricate himself she let him, and when he raised his face to grin at her she pulled him up to her and kissed him instead. Ohhh -- her own smell and taste all over his face, it just made her wetter still. She pulled his nose into her neck and murmured in his ear to get it into her, she was now ready to explode with desire. He positioned himself and was in her in one fluid movement. Oh, this one was good... she couldn't help it, she was still making mental notes, but this time she was a lot further from the notepad than usual. This guy was much more distracting than any of the others she had fucked for John, she thought, and then she stopped thinking. Myles was pounding into her, staring into her eyes from a mere foot away, which she found incredibly stimulating, and his cock was fast pushing her to the edge of another climax -- and then he withdrew quickly and it was gone. Noooo... but he quickly started eating her out again, while burying two fingers in her wet, wet snatch. Ahh, jeez -- this guy knew what he was doing. The tongue on her clitty was driving her wild... wilder... dimly she was aware someone was talking, but ignored it, she was working on a climax of note here and wasn't going to be distracted. And then he was gone again. This time, coming back a little from the edge, she realised there was a little repositioning going on and took a deep breath. Whoa, girl, she told herself, getting a little unprofessional there? Hell, who cares - not John and certainly not Myles, as long as they get their screen test footage... he turned her onto her front and started stroking her butt and back. Oh, she had been there before -- the body worshippers -- she knew she had a good build and worked hard to keep it that way, but sometimes it was slightly annoying to be pawed like this. Only sometimes. Not this time, not by this guy. He parted her legs and she could feel her pussy exposed to the air again. One or two finger strokes, lubricated by the juices she was producing copiously, and she expected him to hoick her up into the doggy position so she was quite surprised when he mounted her just like that, flat on her tummy. His cock was quite long enough to enter her, in fact get a good couple of inches into her, and the sensation was, well, different. She had never been taken in that position before. By grinding her hips back and forth she was able to alternately squash her clitty on the mattress and push her vagina onto the cock behind her, and quickly she found herself getting back to the climax she had thought was inevitable several minutes ago. Then suddenly she came. It was almost a surprise to reach orgasm quite so suddenly, and it was certainly a surprise just how intensely she climaxed. She turned her face into the bed to stifle her cries and tried to pull Myles deeper into herself, to raise her ass so he could penetrate deeper and plug her to the depths of her soul, but she didn't have the strength to fight his weight which was keeping her pressed flat to the mattress. Examiner Finally her spasms subsided and she was able to take a couple of controlled breaths. Myles was still in her kitty and still very hard, and she was still very aroused. Carefully he helped her onto all fours and started fucking her in earnest. Oh, boy, was this good. She had had lots of guys before, she had done it in lots of positions and this was still one of her favourites, but still this had to be the best fuck of -- well, ever. Certainly the best she could remember, which meant in the last three or four years at least. Rapidly she started climaxing again, and realised that Myles was really close to cumming as well. Giving in to the moment once again, she allowed the orgasm to grab her even as Myles was grabbing her tightly to him. He was pounding into her now, and she could feel his balls up against her pussy with each stroke. Oh, wow, she thought, and I get paid for this, who wouldn't want this job? Just then the cock in her tensed, drove home hard and got even bigger, and started to spurt into her depths. At the same time she reached her climax and clenched his cock with her cunny and they both cried out together. Stroke after stroke Myles pumped into her, spurt after spurt of semen squirted onto her cervix, and with spasm after spasm she gripped his cock as they experienced intense mutual orgasm. At last he withdrew and they collapsed onto the bed together and lay facing one another, caressing each others' faces and bodies. Myles looked to be ready for pillow talk and possibly even a cuddly snooze, apparently almost forgetting where he was, but she quickly brought him back to reality with the news that he would have to perform again. The look on his face gave her another internal smile -- you could almost hear him say "oh, groan, I just gave it my all, twice, where am I going to get more from now?" but she was again careful not to let her amusement show. Instead she just gave a few words of encouragement and led him back into the shower and helped soap him up, then got him to do the same for her. He was hesitant about any new stuff but learned fast about what was expected, and she liked that he didn't rush to assume anything, seemed almost gentlemanly in his behaviour towards her. Almost out of place, given the industry we are in, she thought -- but then decided no, there's always place for good manners. She could tell he was dying to ask all sorts of questions, and she was only too willing to help with answers, but right now wasn't the right time to give him the whole run-down so she just stuck to answering the fairly superficial stuff he asked about, while getting on with the business of getting clean and getting dry. And speaking of getting dry... she noticed while towelling off that Myles was getting hard again. Good, this was looking better all the time. They went once again straight back to the bed, which John or someone had meanwhile straightened after the mess the two of them had made of it. John gave the usual brief outline of what he wanted, including the cumshot, and she could see Myles was somewhat relieved that John didn't have something to say about his not pulling out for that in their last scene. She was also quite glad he hadn't pulled out, but she knew future scenes wouldn't be quite as tense and that she'd get plenty opportunities to reach an orgasm without Myles having to stay inside her for his own climax. Wait a minute -- was she already planning to do future scene*s*, plural, with him? So far she'd only ever done one further scene with any of her screen-test dummies, and then only about three of them. And only one each. Oh, my, Colleen, WTF? She snapped back just in time to register that Myles was asking her how she wanted to be done. She masked her confusion by making a small quip that he was already talking like a pro, while secretly being pleased that he was. This one's a keeper, she found herself thinking. For the *industry*, Colleen, the *industry* needs to keep him. Keep telling yourself that. Hmmm, where were these thoughts coming from? She summarised her likes and dislikes and managed to insert an almost hidden compliment to his oral skills while about it, and the next thing she knew he was taking charge again, and pushing her backwards to the bed. Oh yeah, I like I like, she thought, and realised her pussy was getting wet again. She sat on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs, and he knelt in front of her to begin some serious pussy worship. He was doing exactly the stuff that got her going in the most knee-weakening way, and she found herself thankful she was seated... yes, she hadn't been mistaken, he did have serious oral skills. He licked up and down around the outside of her vulva, he fingerfucked her while sucking and licking her clitoris, he stroked and laved, tickled and suckled. Within what felt like seconds she was climaxing again, gripping his ears with her thighs and his hair in her fingers. She laughed and gasped and cried out all at once while he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her, keeping the pressure on her clit with his tongue while the spasms subsided. Once she released him he raised his face to look in her eyes, and she could see he was practically glazed with her fluids. They were grinning stupidly at each other, and she pulled their faces closer and kissed him all over, tasting herself and loving the feel of his face against hers. Then he moved further forward and presented his member for some oral attention of its own. Here was an opportunity to give him another little surprise. She took the head in her mouth while stroking his shaft, savouring the sensation of the thickness and hardness increasing in her hands. Such a power trip, plus the sensations are just out of this world... while he was still hardening and growing, she went right down on him and took his cock deep into her throat. Of course it caused her to start to gag, but once again she brought her self-control to bear and got her stomach to play nicely. Soon the throat spasms stopped too and she was able to take him still deeper, and then she started seriously fucking him with her throat. He was fully erect now, and as always, the surprise was palpable, and she loved it. The reaction was predictable, and fun to watch and feel -- at first the guys couldn't believe it, then those who hadn't felt it before had a bit of a mindfuck, while within a few heartbeats they all started to get really enthusiastic. She had even had one guy come while down there, but because he had realised he was going to squirt he had started to withdraw and some splooge had ended up going down her windpipe. That had not been much fun, but she continued to take the risk. She was better at telling when a guy was close to ejaculating, now. She had to come up for air every few strokes, but even so she was managing to get Myles quite tense. John, on the other hand, didn't seem to get quite as much out of deep throat as the auditioners did, so she reluctantly allowed Myles to withdraw and turn her around for a doggy-style pounding. She loved the way he caressed her at every opportunity, stroking her butt or touching her hair as he helped her get into position for the next round of screwing. She also enjoyed the feeling of his boner touching her and rubbing between their bellies as he kissed her -- she knew he was hard, had just had him nearing orgasm in her mouth, but there was still something special about feeling him hard and slippery against her body. She wanted him inside her, again, and wanted to cum. Wanted him to cum hard. She was some way from the edge of the bed so he had to climb up and semi-squat to lower his prick to her entrance. Looking over her shoulder she saw him approaching and then his hardness entered her, a long slow deep penetration that took the breath out of her all over again. Oh God she was going to cum again and it was gooooooood... Myles was riding her like a horse, his hips slamming against her butt and with every stroke building her climax a bit higher. Not far to go now, she was starting to sweat and gasp. Myles must have felt quite close himself, because at that moment he pulled out again and lay down next to her, then helped her into position so she could ride him instead. Out of the corner of her eye she noted John dollying the camera around to get a frontal view of her pussy so she took her time getting him aligned with her entrance, then sat firmly to impale herself on his erection. Oooh she always loved this moment... she gasped as she felt him touching her cervix, and Myles was vocalising too, little "ah -- ah -- ah" sounds that she quite liked. She smiled into his eyes and rocked her hips back a forth a little, and suddenly she was on the edge again. She continued grinding herself, feeling his hardness rub her wet depths, her fluids lubricating his cock and running out on his balls... his glans teasing her cervix... and she came. Wave after wave of pleasure burst in her clitty and vagina, spasm after spasm clenched his deeply buried meat, moan after moan escaped her lips as she continued rocking and pushing her clitoris against his pubic bone. She gasped for breath and started to come down from her high just in time to realise her climax had pushed Myles to the edge so she quickly hopped off and knelt in front of him so that he could come on her face. From this angle she got what she considered the best view of a guy's genitals: close up, looking straight up the shaft, tight balls at eye level and winking browneye a little below. She also enjoyed jacking guys to orgasm from here, was very good at it in fact, but Myles didn't seem about to offer her the chance so she let him do it himself. It wasn't long before the roaring started, and then the ejaculating. He was holding himself pointing down, towards her open mouth, but he was so erect that he couldn't get that low and some of his first spurt went into her hair, the rest on her face. After that she managed to get everything in her mouth, and there was a fair amount of it. Not bad for the third time -- not bad at all. Also good strong ejaculations, she thought, John is going to be very pleased because this guy is going to be in demand. When he was done she carefully gathered what semen she could from her face and transferred it to her mouth to join what had gone straight in there, then showed it to the camera and swallowed, showing her empty mouth after. The stuff had never tasted great, the way she heard some girls describe it, but it wasn't horrible either. She could happily swallow, even when not aroused, so if it turned good porn into great porn, she was all for it. But the next part made lots of guys *really* excited, she discovered: she licked him clean of all trace of goo and splooge, even starting with the sweat on his inner thighs. When she had finished licking his entire scrotum -- not so nice, even those short hairs would have to go, she decided -- she took his shrinking cock in her mouth and sucked that clean, too. That always got an interesting reaction, if only on the face. She loved it. Well, that was the most fun you can have with your clothes off, she thought. Hell, I have to work more with this guy -- fortunately, John is a good agent and I have him twisted around my finger...