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Casting Can Be Fun (EtherealElvenEmpress x Veiled_Desire)

Veiled_Desire

Veiled_Desire

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Jan 15, 2018
The office was set up perfectly. Benjamin Carter sat behind his broad wooden desk that looked far more expensive than it actually was. In fact, everything in his 'office' was truly bought from movie and TV sets, props that were made to look expensive and only last for as long as the film crew needed them. It gave 'Carter Film Productions' an air of authenticity that the small two room office space desperately needed. Benjamin Carter had spent his life savings investing into this company. It was odd to think that he had stared in 40 different films and could barely afford enough to get a loan to start this company. Yet porn did not really pay that well, at least, not for male actors. They were told that it was the experience and getting to fuck beautiful women that truly mattered. In fact, in his youth, Ben had agreed and didn't bother trying to learn how to negotiate contracts and think about his future.

The money in porn was always in producing, and that was what he was going to do from now on. Well that, as well as directing, editing, and co-staring in all of his own films. Recently, there had been a boom in hand-held camera porn shoots. It cut down on costs and gave the viewers the chance to see what it was like to fuck a beautiful woman for yourself. That didn't mean he didn't have a few extra cameras lying around. He had set up a normal camera and stand in front of the large black sofa to the right of his wooden desk. There was also a camera installed and hidden in the bookshelf behind his desk and one installed in the ceiling for some new angles. The room was set for a long shoot, and now all he needed was the cast. He had sent out letters to dozens of young women who had been posting on casting websites looking to land big parts either as models or on TV shows or movies. He had to obviously select the women who didn't have agents and who didn't seem to be as experienced in the industry and the normal practices as they should be.

The premise was simple enough, he was going to do a Casting Couch style shoot. His goal would be to make it be as real as possible, but if he could find a girl who could actually act and was willing to follow instructions, he knew he could make it big. The advert itself was simple enough, promising lots without giving any guarantees as to what the type of job was. It simply read:

College age model sought for new film series, pay based on willingness to experiment for the project. Possibility of lead film roles based on model's participation and eagerness to explore a new career.

He had received about a half dozen replies so far, but he had decided to try his luck with the third girl who applied. She was one of the most beautiful Asian women he had ever seen, and he knew that if she was half as eager in her written reply as she was in front of the camera, he would have a star. Ben had told her to show up at 2:00 pm, and now that it was 1:45, he knew he could expect the woman to appear at any moment. He had dressed for the occasion, wearing a black blazer and a white cotton dress shirt. His black pants looked fancy enough, but they were also set pieces to make him look like a film executive. He had a few stacks of papers on his desk, some were fake but others were the real contracts he would need to have her sign if he wanted to make this movie and actually be able to sell it online.

He wasn't paying attention to the clock when he suddenly heard a knock at what he thought was around her scheduled time to arrive. Ben cleared his throat and said in a warm and energetic voice, "Come on in, the door is open."
 
On campus there are so many ads for so many different things but this one caught her attention. It seemed legit so she took the chance and applied. Her friends all told her that she looked like a model and she had the looks and body to succeed in this kind of career. Erica Saito even got there earlier. What she got a response asking her to come in to watch it for the part Erica was over the moon! They called her back! Even though her experience in acting was only four plays and small rules she took the chance since she thought she could handle it.

Dress to impress she knocked on the door twice even though she was a good 15 minutes early but first impressions were very important. The busty Asian wanted to stand out. There was no way to know how many women apply for this position and she wanted it really bad. This could change her life and her career path. All it took was one big break and maybe just maybe this is hers.

Once he not he could hear the door knob turn as she pushed her way inside taking one step into the very fancy office. Erica could not help but look around the room with curiosity before returning to the man behind the desk. “Hello. I’m Erica Saito. I’m here for the 2 o’clock appointment am I too early? I take it you’re Mr. Carter. It’s nice to finally meet you.” She said take your step one after the other to steal before his desk as you eat your hand out to shake his hand and greet him properly. “ The job itself was very vague and didn’t see what exactly were but a chance for modeling it could be just about anything and Erica was willing to take that chance.

It wasn’t that she didn’t like her major she just felt like she could do so much more. Even though her major in nursing was great for her future she felt like she was wasting her life in the medical field and if she could just make a breakthrough in the modeling field her parents would be proud of her. Not only that but if she could make a breakthrough she wouldn’t have to take a normal job. If everyone thought she was pretty and she thought she was pretty that’s all she needed to succeed.

Mr. Carter was ordered then she thought he would be but it didn’t matter. Modeling agencies she figured anyone worth their salt would be older and experience so she assumed this man was extremely experienced by his looks. For the moment she was quiet as he dug into her bag. “I brought you my résumé so you can have it on paper and I also got some head shots done would you like to see them?” Pulling out a folder that had her profile in it with some very lovely headshot she would put it on the desk and slide it toward Mr. Carter waiting eagerly as she wondered what he would think of her amateur shots.
 
Mr. Carter looked up from his paperwork, having just shuffled some papers around to look like had been finishing some work and possibly evaluating her competition when Erica stepped in. It took all of his self control not to just let his jaw drop at the sight of her, and he managed to give her a warm and controlled smile as he said, "You are just on time Erica, thank you for coming all the way down to meet with me." He did not get up from his desk, instead waiting for her to come over to him so that she would see that he was perfectly fine with any awkward silences as they would establish that he was in charge of the situation.

When she made her way over to his desk she pulled out a folder and slid a head shot down onto the table. Ben adjusted himself in the seat, sitting up a bit straighter as he smiled at her and said, "Thank you, that is a lovely headshot dear, and it hardly does you any justice, you are even more stunning in person, and that is quite rare in this industry." He gave her a playful grin at that, gesturing for her to take a seat in the chair across from his. He waited until she had sat down before he pulled the headshot closer as if there were small details he needed to examine and not just to stare at the ample cleavage available in the picture.

After a few moments he looked up from the photo to say, "Well your resume is quite impressive for someone just starting out, but I can see that you have mainly done plays and no real film shoots. I think I can help you transition into films though. So tell me Erica, what do you want out of this? What are your goals and ambitions?" He wanted to butter her up first, to let her know that he could help her fulfill every single dream she had just so long as she did exactly what he said.
 
“Oh The pleasure is all mine sir thank you for making time for me I didn’t even think I passed the first stage.” Erica said she made sure she gave him all of her papers and stood their dress like she was going to a job interview. She didn’t know what models or actresses would wear so she wore a traditional suit which hugged her body tightly and made her breast even more noticeable due to her size. She would come closer and stand right before his desk making eye contact but he could tell she was nervous and this was very new for her. Eric I had no idea what to say especially when it was acting modeling. “I know I’m new and I don’t have much experience here but I thought I give it a try. Thank you so much for just giving me this opportunity sir.” She was gracious and polite. As Mr. Carter looked over her head shot it only made her blush when he began complementing her. It wasn’t hard to see this was not her usual thing.

Not missing a beat she would sit down the chair when he motion for her to do so she crossed her legs. Uncomfortable silences didn’t bother her but she couldn’t help but stare and wonder what he thought about her résumé until he began telling her what he saw. “I’m sorry I don’t have much experience but I’ve done please and small roles. I’m a fast learner sir. What I don’t have an experience I can easily learn and pick up I hope that’s a good selling point.” Her friends I told her to try and sell her best qualities especially since she left a lot of what this agent was probably looking for and the fact that she got her foot in the door she was going to try and keep it there and wedge the door open.

It was in the questions began and her friends were a heaven sent when I helped her practice but she did get choked up as she thought about what she should say and what would be the right thing to say. “Well… I am sure you probably hear this all the time but I hope to get noticed and maybe make something out of his career I think I’m cute and pretty enough to do so. I’m not expecting major Victoria’s Secret modeling at least not yet anyways you have to start small and work your way up and I have the drive and ambition to do so sir if only you give me a chance I can prove to you that I would never let you down I would never betray you once I sign with you and your company I am a loyal girl. I hope that answers your questions but feel free to ask more. May I ask what kind of shoots your models do?” Erica gathered up all her courage to ask her question but hoped she could sell herself just as good especially since he did say he liked her head shot and it didn’t do her justice in person.
 
How someone received a compliment told Ben a great deal about that person. He was sure that Erica would be used to men complimenting her absolutely stunning appearance on a daily basis, but judging by that blush she either was around men who were far too timid for their own good, or she truly was an amazing actor. He gave her a broader grin as she blushed, a flash of a predatory smile on his face as he said, "No need to thank my dear, you could be exactly who I am looking for, you could be the woman who truly brings my dream projects to life."

When she sat down she was quick to let him know her eagerness to work and willingness to try new things, another large point in her favor. It was hard not to break character as her line about being a fast learner was the perfect line to use in the casting video. He would need to get the camera rolling right away. So as she began to tell him her goals, and how she would clearly not mind showing off her body as she mentioned Victoria Secret as an option down the line he shuffled some papers around and pulled out the consent form that he had prepared especially for Erica.

"Of course you can ask, one of the most important things in an interview is to find out if we are right for each other. And just to let you know, some of the models i have worked with have gone on to work for Victoria Secret as well, the work here helps them gain confidence in their bodies and I can show you how to do shoots so that you show off your best angles and best attributes." He slid the papers across the desk for her to sign as he said, "We primarily focus on photo and video shoots, one on one film projects and demo tapes. I have always gone with the opinion that art is something that evolves with the artist. Maybe we do a small video that starts off one way and ends in a completely different direction."

It was not a direct answer but he continued, "We could do some work now, I could show you exactly what kind of films I make and if you agree I could even get you your first paycheck today. The pay would range from $500 for a photo shoot, to up to $5,000 for a single filming session if you are comfortable with my directions and are willing to do what I have to say." He handed her a pen before saying, "Our first film together could be an interview, this would not only let us make a project, but we could use it to land you more prominent roles in the future. How does that sound to you?"
 
Erica would start beaming a very bright smile. She really was not used to getting complimented most guys are too shy to approach her and it turns she was too shy to approach any of them. From the looks of her suit she didn’t just stand out she dressed pretty professionally. He probably gave away that she did not dress to stand out on a daily basis.

Her big brown eyes watched Mr. Carter intensely. Football but he said she could be the one he was looking for she lifted a hand to her chest and looked hopeful. Maybe this was a big break she needed. This man saw something in her. It was always a good sign when casting directors what set their sights on someone. The shuffling of his papers had to mean something since he had to be looking for something pertaining to her she could see her cross her fingers to the side of her hoping he didn’t notice.

All of her undivided attention was on him. She was hanging off with every word putting over hopes in this one audition. This guy came off as the real deal but he looked super trustworthy. Even though his answers were not direct they were still more than what other people have given her. She had tried a few other photo shoot but this seemed the most authentic especially looking at how the desk was set up at all his papers he had to be the real deal he just had to be!

Actually listen to mention of money between $500 at $5000 made her jaw completely drop! That was a lot of money just for one shoot possibly. Mr. Carter must have known he had hooked when he slid the paper over to her she grabbed the pen and she did not even read what she was signing. The most important rule has been broken and now she signed a binding contract without fully reading it. English was not her first language but she had a decent amount of it and even if she did read the contract it looked very high-level and she figured how hard they contact be?

“I’m more than willing to start today would love to see if I can get this career off the ground. I just honored you gave me a chance. I promise not to disappoint you sir.” It was always the young bright eyed and bushy tailed young women who are perfect for this job and he hit the jackpot with this very cute and busty exchange student looking for the American dream.
 
She was starved for compliments, and for a woman who was this easy to compliment, it made his life so much easier. There was no need to try to butter her up, everything he said he meant, and if he was being honest he was still holding himself back to try and seem professional. But his fears that he might be coming on a bit too strong at first were clearly evaporated. There seemed to be hunger in her eyes as she realized how much money could soon be hers if she played along with him and followed his instructions. He could see her hand itching for the pen. Most people these days did not bother to read contacts, especially if they were longer than a page. In her case, Erica didn't even seem to bother to pretend to read it. Before he could try and give her another reason to sign she had already signed her name.

Ben took the contract back and with a bright smile he said, "I know we are going to love working together Erica." He slid the papers away and put them in a drawer before he got up and walked over to the woman. "Well, with the formalities done with, why don't we get straight to work my dear." He offered her his hand, giving it a soft squeeze as he stared into her eyes and tried to maintain that gentle and mentoring expression of his. "You see, in this industry, we can kill two birds with one stone, so to speak." He had seen how her eyes glazed over the contract, and judging by her accent he was starting to gather English might not be her first language.

"I can film your interview, and depending on how it ends up we can use it to land you jobs, or this could be part of a film that we produce and sell ourselves. If it is something I can sell, then that will mean your pay will increase quite a bit." He guided her over to that large, black, leather sofa and then went to turn on the camera that was positioned in front of it. Ben waited for the red light to turn on before he said, "So we are rolling. Why don't we start with introductions then. Tell me your first name and a bit about yourself. Like how old you are and where you would want to have your perfect first date." The dialogue in the beginning was basic, letting the audience think that if they got to know Erica they would all have a chance with her somehow.
 
Erica wasn’t just starved for compliments; she was famished. This man came off as trustworthy and honest. How could she not trust him when he came off as kind and all knowing. When he mentioned the money all she could think was how it could ease her family worries. They were paying so much for her just to study abroad and if she caught a big break. This was the chance she needed so she signed without even looking at the pages.

That elegant cursive signature was his and legally binding. “I’m honored to get a chance to work with you sir. I honestly didn’t think that I’d make it this far. I promise I won’t disappoint you.” Letting him file away the papers as she took his extended hand as she uncrossed her legs standing up to try and see more professional. Her accent was showing more excited she became. Brushing out her suit as her entire focus was on Mr.Carter.

“Interview. Of course. Film it it’s okay. I’ve never had a filled interview before.” Now she would follow him over to the leather couch in the room. Taking a seat like before as she crossed her legs again as she couldn’t help but look nervous as he would set up the camera and she saw the red button light up. “Hello.” Her first word came out with heavy Japanese accent at first before continuing. “My name is Erica. i just turned twenty-one. My hobbies are dancing and drawing. And my perfect date…” she said as she pushed her bobbed chin length hair behind her ear as she paused. “…that’s hard to answer since I like simple dates like walks and coffee or sweets. If you buy me a crepe or ice cream I’d consider it a good date.” That last bit had Erica playfully giggling as she tried to relax but she was nervous, but at least it was a cute blushing type of nervous.
 
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"You are going to do great Erica, don't worry about the camera and just be your naturally charming self." He said as he guided her to the seat and watched as she crossed her legs because of her nerves. Luckily, she did not freeze. She showed that she was actually interested in the industry by knowing to look into the camera and not off at him when he spoke. He gave her an approving nod as she went on and introduced herself. She had an adorable habit of playing with her hair as she thought and gave an answer that he knew the young college and high school kids who watched this video would absolutely love.

And that giggle at the end, fuck that was exactly what he was looking for in a girl for this industry. Cute, playful, and hopefully even more adorable and enchanting with a few more pieces of her outfit off. But now was the tricky part, now he had to show her that this was not just a simple interview, but time to begin the actual filming process for the day. Without missing a beat he laughed for the camera and said, "That does sound good, I will have to remember that and buy you a crepe the second this interview is over." He took another breath to allow time for editing before he said, "And speaking of dates. How far would you want to go on a date then Erica?"

He made sure to explain it a bit more as he said, "Have you ever gone all the way and had sex on the first date? Because I think my ideal date ends with a wild night in bed with my partner. How about you? Does ending the date with some passionate sex sound as good as ending it with a walk and some sweets?" She was shy after all, maybe she didn't have many sexual partners before this, or perhaps she was much more open to sex than her innocent appearance let on.
 
Without thinking much of it she’d play with her hair rubbing a lock between her fingers as she bashfully looked at the camera. It was there and she was nervous but it was an interview that she didn’t want to mess up. “Really? I hope so. Maybe I’ll get a date after this. I’m not really good putting myself out there.” She spoke honestly. She was a busy college student so dating was hard and to hear such a pretty girl say that most likely made her seem more within reach for anyone who would watch this.

“If you’re getting me a crepe later I think you should know I love anything with strawberries. I hope they are still in season.” Erica chuckled as the banter continued and her focus went back to his questions. “How far? Holding hands or linking pinkies. Maybe a kiss when we say goodbye. Hopefully a good date would end up with a promise of a second one.” But when he mentioned sex the young and very busy co-ed turned red. “After a first date? I’ve never gone that far..” there she was playing with her hair again as the blush traveled from her cheeks down her neck and disappearing under her buttoned down white blouse.

“N…never. I’ve only really been with a couple of people intimately…I will never turn down sweets and a kiss though….” He could hear her get rather shy as her voice got softer and her accent became heavier. “I’m an international student so I have only had a handful of dates here so far. Maybe that’ll change eventually I hope. Do you have a son or nephew you can introduce me to?” Joking she asked Mr. Carter since he was the one signing het on and the last thing she wanted to do was make him change his mind about her. “I’ve never been with anyone not Japanese like that…I’m not opposed to it. I’m just not the type to go to bars. I like reading so if anyone wants a library date call me.” Making a phone gesture with her hand next to het ear before giggling cutely again.
 
"Believe me Erica, after today, I am sure you will never have to worry about finding a date ever again. Men will be throwing themselves at you just for a chance to get your autograph, let alone a date." When the questions turned personal Erica did not hesitate to answer him or ask why he needed to know this. Instead she told him that at most she would hope for a kiss goodbye. Interesting, that would certainly play into the bashful virgin angle that this film would be going off of. The fact that the mere mention of sex made her blush made him catch his breath. Maybe she would be too innocent to play along. Yet as he studied her closer he thought he saw the shame of her lack of experience as opposed to general distaste for that subject. She was clearly shy about this, and as she asked if he had a nephew or son to maybe introduce her to he actually let out a warm and surprised laugh.

That was not the reaction he had expected at all. Luckily, the camera was on a stand and he did not have to move it before he got up from his position behind the camera to go and take a seat down next to her and in front of the camera. "Never been with an American, well we definitely need to fix that Erica." He reached out, placing a hand on her knee as he gave it a gentle squeeze and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have any younger family members to introduce you to. But is age really that important? I mean, I could take you out on a date." He ran his hand gently up her leg, not more than an inch or two up above her knee and he stopped his hand before it reached the center of her thigh. "Hell, I could even be the on to show you how much fun us Americans can be. Tell me, with the few partners you have had, what has been your favorite thing to do so far? Have you had a favorite position, or a favorite place to have sex?"

Considering how new to this she was, he wanted to make sure that when they got to the next step she would be as comfortable as possible. Frankly, he thought she would look gorgeous no matter the position, but now he wanted to try and see what camera angles he would need to come up with to make the shots work...if they got that far and she wasn't opposed to older men.
 
“I can hardly get the nerve up to border coffee at Starbucks without an online order let alone try a date. It’s not as easy as it looks. My friends managed to talk me into bumble and tinder but I haven’t even opened the apps.” Erica confessed as she lowered her head for a moment. Hearing her interviewers laugh made her turn even more shy. It really gave him an inside look on how shy Japanese women were.

A part of her looked scared when he got up to walk over and sit next to her thinking she had messed up when he came over. It what when he placed his hand on her leg he could see how she looked like a shy little lamb. Mr. Carter’s hand ran up het leg giving her goosebumps but then he mentioned if it mattered about age and she shook her head no as she tossled het hair. “I don’t think so as long as they are nice. My dad is 20 years older than my mom and they worked out. I just never thought about it.” Answering honestly as she turned to look at the man interviewing her forgetting about the camera since she thought maybe he turned it off to go sit with her.

He mentioned how they needed to fix how she had never had been with an American and he could feel the heat radiating off of her. “I don’t know if I hav a favorite position but my ex for some reason liked me facing the wall with him behind me. It felt good but my legs get weak like that. S…sorry I probably said too much…” clamming up when she realized she got a bit graphic he could see how new she was to playing around in the bedroom but she didn’t tell him to move his hand. He was a nice older gentleman and she didn’t want to say anything wrong. Erica came off as a people pleaser and if he played his cards rich she’d please him too.
 
He made a mental note to watch what he said about her experience, the woman was certainly shy about what she had done and was capable of, but that didn't mean she wanted to avoid the topic over all. That much was evident as he placed a hand on her leg and she made no move to bat it away or look offended by the unasked for touch. Indeed, even hearing that she was not opposed to an age gap was all he needed to hear to know that he could take things to the next level of the interview. Yet it was her final answer that had him grinning from ear to ear, and his hand ran up a bit higher up her leg now as she told him how good that position her ex tried had felt.

"Too much? No, Erica, that isn't possible. We want to get to know you, everyone will want to learn everything about you. What makes you blush, what makes you smile, and" he paused as his hand slid further up her leg, this time roaming up to her hip as he began to gently slide his hand over her side and up to her chest, "What would make you scream out in pleasure." He gave her a predatory grin now as he reached up and gently cupped her right breast, squeezing it ever so softly as he said, "You know, you are absolutely stunning. And your breasts are gorgeous. They aren't real though are they? I mean, surely you have had some work done to have breasts this perfect." He could tell from one gentle touch that was not true, but this was a standard line in all porn dialogue he needed to get in so that the men and women watching this would all realize just how lucky they were to have found a natural beauty like Erica.

"You must be what, a triple D?" He had no idea if breast sizes were the same in America and Japan, but he was sure that if the sizes were different that would just give him more opportunities to focus on her breasts until he got the desired results and eventually had her top off.
 
It was obvious that Erica could not stop blushing the more he talked about sex and sexual acts it made her more shy. She was not expecting a question about the age gap but it didn’t bother her it was just something she wasn’t expecting to hear and asked his hand moved up her leg he could see her shift but not move his hand at all. She turned to look at him with his cute bashful look in her eyes not sure of what to say.

When the older gentleman asked her what she would scream in pleasure she shrugged shyly. “I… I never really thought about it it just kind of happens when it does and honestly I have not done it that much.” Her answer was completely honest and if he ever asked her she could count how many men she’s left toucher on one hand well two fingers.

What happened next made Erica gasp and actually turned away because she wasn’t expecting it and she was so shy when he touched her large soft breast. “Mmm.” Letting out a soft moan but no words. “I… I don’t know my size here but back in my home country I think I might be an F or G maybe a small H cup. It’s hard to find bras sometimes…” that was probably the exact confession he wanted from the shy college graduate. Erica is not used to this much attention most guys were too shy to talk to her or just stared at her. “ I think American girls are bigger than I am I’ve seen bigger but mine are natural I didn’t do anything for them I usually try to hide them. People tend to stare so much at them it makes me wanna hide. I know that sounds weird to say since I’m auditioning to be a model I figured it would give me the confidence I need it to not be ashamed of my body.” Could she have been even more perfect with her answers especially when she did not turn Mr. Carter away or even stop him from copping a feel since he figured he was her boss he had every right to!
 
Erica had seemingly forgotten about the camera at this point, something Ben appreciated as he would not have to direct her where to look and cut away from the 'realism' that he was going for in this scene. The idea of her being a vocal lover was not one she rejected offhand, and instead maybe was something she was ashamed of in the past. Given her general lack of experience, he figured maybe she did not have the best idea of what she would be like with a new partner and he was eager to see just how vocal he could make this buxom beauty.

"That is shocking, a gorgeous woman like you shouldn't be limited to so few partners at this age. You should be free to have sex whenever and wherever you want Erica." She let out a gasp that seemed to turn into a soft moan at his touch, showing him she did not explicitly mind his attentions at the moment while she attempted to answer his question. "That must have been so difficult back home. I am glad you came to America and brought these beauties with you." She told him how she thought American women were probably bigger than her, and while there might be some women who could put Erica to shame, he knew that most would never hold a candle to her. Yet it was her comment about wanting to hide from the stares that made him frown at her, an over dramatic reaction as he said.

"You should never hide yourself from the world. You should be proud of your beauty Erica. You have two amazing gifts, and they need to be shared with the world." He gave her breast a firmer squeeze before he wrapped his arm around her torso, and with a gentle pull that demonstrated his raw strength, he actually scooped Erica up and helped maneuver her into his lap. Ben managed to keep her mostly facing the camera, allowing her back to press up against his chest so that his cheek was pressed up against her right cheek and her ass pressed firmly into his lap.

Once she sat securely in his lap his hands went up, now grasping each of her breasts and giving them a firm squeeze for the camera as he began to gently massage her breasts against her chest. He kept his motions slow and gentle for now, maintaining control as he said, "Most models are far less confident than you would believe. But I think with my help we could make sure that you are never ashamed of your body again. I want you to be proud of every head that you make turn your way, I want you to own your beauty and know that no man or would could resist you if you wanted them." He kissed at the side of her neck now, gently nipping and kissing a trail against her exposed skin while he continued to gently play with her breasts for the camera.

"Do you want to be that kind of woman? To eventually have that much confidence?"
 
Mr.Carter had her attention drawn elsewhere with his hand on her leg and probing questions which luckily worked out for his benefit. The camera was completely forgotten for the time being. The director was laying on the compliments thick and it was a good thing that he did. Erica was so red he could feel the heat radiating off her glowing cheeks.

“I…it’s not too shocking really. I spent most of my time studying and not partying. I guess I’m trying to live a bit more now.” Erica confessed timidly. With one flawless move the older director easily lifted Erica sitting het on his lap. A loud gasp escaped as her legs uncrossed and her suit skirt rode up her nylon covered legs. Feeling her tremble easily but she didn’t to get away. His cheek against hers as the camera caught a nervous, busty Asian woman in his lap as she looked down to hide under her short hair only hiding her eyes but catching her biting on her lower lip. “B…but aren’t you my boss?” He heard her whisper in a voice that sounded worried since this was going to be her job or at least part time job. Erica didn’t want to mess it up. This was a different country and maybe this was how things were done here and she didn’t want to make waves. He could easily open her blouse without let her panicking though her heart rate was beating like a hummingbird in flight.

“I’m not good at being confident. I’d like to but…I…I don’t think I could make a to es heads turn at all. Do you think I could do that?” Asking as she shuddered with each kiss. Erica was so sincere that he knew he’d get a lot of views for someone like her. “Do you think American guys would actually like me?” Now that was a loaded question but she was curious since she never had an American guy ask her out but she was pretty quiet and Mr.Carter seemed to have faith in her that she could get that kind of attention.
 
"I am," he agreed as she tried to protest meekly at the situation she found herself in. "And as your boss, I want to make sure you reach your full potential Erica." That was when he planted another kiss along the side of her neck and his hands went up to give both of her breasts a full squeeze. Her question about whether American men would like her brought a wicked smile to his face and as he looked into the camera he asked back, "Do you want American men to like you?" Before she had a chance to answer that question he reached up and began to unbutton that thin, white blouse of hers. His fingers worked face, and within seconds he had her top undone and her breasts and bra exposed to the camera.

"Would it turn you on to know that any American who saw this tape would already have their dick out? Masturbating to you and just at the thought of getting to touch you like this?" His hands moved back to her breasts, easily pulling down the cups of her bra without giving her a chance to object. His hands soon reached up, covering her breasts from the camera as he began to massage her bare breasts against her chest. He was grinding his hips even harder against her ass, letting her feel his large erection pressing up against her rear.

"I could teach you how to make heads turn. I could teach you how to be the most sought after woman in all of America." With that he pinched both of her nipples at the same time, starting to tweak them back and forth as he continued to lay a trail of kisses along her neck while nudging her head so that she couldn't turn fully away from the camera. He wanted her blushing face to be facing the camera, to allow everyone to see just what kind of expressions she made as she was played with.
 
Oh Erica was in quite the predicament. Refusing her boss might end her chances and she knew that was the last thing she wanted. On his lap he could feel how he made her body tremble. Every little movement and squeak. When he squeezed both breasts she let out kitten like mew sound. Erica couldn’t even respond as he easily revealed her bra and breasts. “t…tape???” The sweet interviewee had forgotten it was rolling and that’s when he finally got a reaction out of her. “I…if we do this we should turn it off…” protesting as he easily revealed her two soft tracks of land to the camera. “T…they know my name….” Whimpering though the way he began to grind himself against her shapely ass was making it hard for her to speak and it was making her wet though she didn’t dare say anything about that part.

The way he kept nudging her the camera would get the shocked and embarrassed look on her rogue colored face. They could see how far her blush ran and even get breasts were tinted red. Not able to hide her face mr.Carter would get a strange request from this sweet shy doll. “T..t…turn the camera off and if we do this…d…do you have protection? Umm… ano…gomu…in English…umm…c…condom?” He could tell her nervousness impacted her language skills but she wasn’t telling him no just offering suggestions in a gentle way. The two men she had been with used condoms so she figured she’d ask. Biting her bottom lip nervously he camera was learning that she was still inexperienced but was not the kind of girl to refuse authority at all. If her new boss could get away with this imagine what the viewers could do to this sexy international student.
 
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She wanted this to be off tape, and for a second or two he actually considered her request seriously. Yet a much better idea came to mind, a way to evolve the genre even further as he let go of her right breast and reached up with a small remote to point it at the camera. He hit a button and there was a flash on the camera. To Erica, hopefully it would just look like he had followed her request and turned the camera off. Instead, he had hit audio up, making sure that the camera's mics would pick up every sound they made before he dropped the remote control like it no longer mattered. After all, that camera would continue to record, and so would the others already taking shots of everything they did from multiple angles.

Now she would be able to think it was just the two of them, and hopefully that would let her show him the real side of her that society wanted her to hide. He suddenly moved her forward, wrapping an arm around her torso as he helped lay her down on the couch. He made it so that her left cheek was pressed against the cold leather and her face was still pointed towards the camera as her ass hung high in the air. He was still behind her, grinding his hips up against her ass as he answered her next question. "I do have a condom Erica." He was not going to use it, but he had it.

His hands went to her hips as he found the zipper to her skirt and pulled it down so he could yank down her tight little mini skirt and grasp both sides of her leggings to tear them apart. The rip could be heard throughout the room and Ben leaned forward to grasp her panties and pull them aside. Before she had a chance to react he leaned in and gave her sex a long and slow lick from behind. He started to lap at her now exposed lower lips, taking deeper and slower licks each time. In between licks he said,

"I am going to show you....what us Americans can really do. And why you will never want to go back home."
 
What Mr.Carter did actually worked. Erica felt him let go of her plump right breast and press a button. Hearing the sound it made was more than enough for her to believe he listened to her garnering more of this new graduates trust. When he threw the remote to the floor in her mind he was being every bit of a gentleman that she envisioned American men to be.

“Thank you Mr.Cater. I feel better with it off. Is it normal for someone to do this with their boss?” She asked softly even though the canetas were off. “Please don’t tell anyone we’re doing this…” this almost seemed planned but her tone gave away that there was no lying or planning in her voice.

He had no issues wrapping his arm around her and easily lifting this curvy amateur to the cool leather sofa. Grinding against her he heard her let down her guard after all the cameras were all off; or so she thought. “Mmmm…okay. You have a condom that’s perfect…ohhhhh….h…how many centimeters are you?” Erica squeaked out feeling his erection rubbing against at her. There was no thought on her mind that he would not use the condom. He was already kind enough to touch her without a camera. Why would he lie?

Rubbing and grinding he had to feel how wet his unintentional starlet would be. If the cameras were on Erica would’ve protested but he could easily unzip het tight fitting pencil skirt. The ripping of shear black nylons could be heard alongside her gasp of shock. “IIIYAAAA!! I…I’m shy….y…you don’t have to…MMMM!!” That loud cry echoed and her shock was real since she wasn’t used to men licking her lick that.

“Do all Americans…Uhhhn…lick like this?” Erica asked as she found herself trying to hide het face with one hand to shy about him licking her already wet lower lips. This older American was giving her goosebumps and she was too shy to even keep her eyes open!
 
"Normal?" He laughed, no, this was not normal at all. He would have told her that right away, but then again, he had to think of the porn dialogue and what his audience would appreciate most. "When a boss's employee is as gorgeous as you Erica, it is completely normal." Her next question however, well that was harder to answer. All he knew was that there were about 30 centimeters to a foot, but he was not going to do the mental math to figure out how big his 9 inch cock would be in 'foreign measurements.' So he merely reached down to his own pants now as he pulled his hips back to get into position to give her sex those slow and teasing licks.

"No idea my dear. I think yo uare going to have to tell me. I want to know how big I am compared to your other partners." He nuzzled his face against her ass, leaning in and sliding his tongue deep into her sex to spread her lower lips and make sure she was completely ready for him. He wouldn't answer her last question for a few moments, instead just enjoying her loud cries as she tried to hide her face from him and the unknowing audience. As he slid his tongue over her lower lips he worked off the remainder of his clothing, pushing his pants and boxers down to reveal a circumcised member that was rock hard and eager to get to know her.

He had a lithe frame, showing that he was in good shape and probably had a six pack in his youth. His chest was slightly hair with a combination of grey and white hairs and with one final lick he stood up, getting one knee on the couch as the other foot rested on the floor. His hands went to her ass, pushing it high into the air as he grasped her plump rear and brought his hips up to grind his bare cock against her wet, lower lips.

"Most Americans...probably not. But then again, most Americans probably won't be able to go for as long as we do today my dear." There was no time to step away and get a condom. He was in desperate need for satisfaction and without another warning he shoved his thick member forward, driving it fully inside of her in one firm and powerful thrust.

Ben let out a loud groan as he grasped her hips and pulled her back into the thrust. It took him a few thrusts, but quite quickly he found a steady and slow rhythm as he said, "So...how is your first white American cock Erica?"
 
She was still new to this country well at least jobs like these so she took his word for it. If he said bosses did this if they found the girls attractive she believed it. In this position, she was so very vulnerable but at least the camera was turned off or so she thought.

Erica still felt his warm, licks on her lower lips, making her moan and whisper at every little flick of his tongue. In the position she was in her breast, look very heavy at her body was very curved more so than what people think an Asian girl would have. mr. Carter would hear how loud she was getting just from simple licking he could only imagine what she would sound like once he would slip inside her. His sweet, Young interviewee had no idea that when he unzipped his pants and pull them down, there would be no condom involved. He said he had one, and she put her trust in him that he would wear it. The older man’s tongue pushed into her tight, lower lips, feeling her velvety grass, clinging to him, make it hard for him to go so deep. There was a resistance as his tongue try to go further only giving him the idea of how tight she would be, with his thick meat stick with penetrate her.

Feeling him shift as he moved his weight onto the couch. Erica didn’t move as he could see how she trembled, waiting to figure out what he was going to do next. It was done. She felt the tip of his cock rubbing her very soaked, needy sheath. Erica had a little tuft of black pubic hair that the camera would not see quite yet, but would eventually. With her ass up on display for him to see he gave her a lovely view of what he was going to enjoy in just a matter of, seconds. He muttered some thing about how long they would be going, and it didn’t click in her head that he had a lot of stamina more than probably what she would’ve ever seen with any men back in her home country.

The moment of truth came, and when he shoved that thick meat into her, she let out a very loud and shrill scream. “AHHHHHH!!! OHHHHHH” she arched her back up so sharply she wasn’t expecting to move as fast as she did but what Mr. Carter felt was a tight vice grip of velvety walls, holding his cock hostage within. “OOOIKKII! BIG!” Erica shouted not realize how loud she got. His unsuspecting star was not expecting her boss to be as big as he was. He was even thicker than she imagined. Her entire form quaked trying to get used to him as he started to slowly thrust filling her to the point she could feel or at least she thought she could feel his tip pushing into her tummy. When he took her hips and pulled her back, he could feel her trying to crawl forward and claw at the couch.

He would realize soon that she could not even form a sentence or answer what he asked her, but the way she reacted he could tell he was a big is she ever had. Erica may have been wet but she was not prepared for something the size of Godzilla pushing into her tiny curvaceous body. Any thoughts about condoms and protection and cameras were gone she was trying to adjust to what was in her, and if he looked down, he could see how tightly her hole was holding him, and with her tensing up, she felt even tighter. If he fucked her any harder, he was going to mold her pussy to his cock.
 
He was expecting her to try and clamp her hands over her mouth the second he slipped inside of her to try and hide any signs of pleasure from her boss. Yet it appeared her shock at his size had overwhelmed any sense of embarrassment as she let out a scream that echoed through the room and sent shivers of delight up his spine. Shock seemed to be the primary emotion on her face, but that did not prevent her from crying out in pleasure and encouraging him to go even faster. It was his turn to groan out though, matching her cry with a much shorter one as he knew that most men did not like the male porn star to be as loud. No, he would have to suppress his feelings and just let the people know that she was tighter than he could ever have imagined.

His hands shot to her ass, giving both cheeks a firm slap before he reached up and grasped her hips. Now he pulled her hips back, suddenly picking up the speed of his thrusts so that her body was bouncing hard up and down the couch. He was not going to give her the time to get a good grasp of the couch cushions and to be able to adjust herself to this assault. "Fuck you are tight!" He said with a single cry of delight. She was his now, and he was going to make sure she never wanted any other man besides him ever again as he angled his hips a bit by arching his back and thrusting in even deeper than before.

Ben managed to raise his right hand up, bringing it crashing down on her left ass cheek just hard enough to make a satisfying slap without leaving a mark. He was going to learn how to bring her to an orgasm as quickly as possible. First he adjusted his thrusts to begin to plow into her in a rapid succession. He kept up this fast pace for a good minute or so before suddenly slowing down. His hands raising higher up her narrow waist to suddenly start to pull himself in much harder and slower. Each thrust bounced her entire body up the sofa a bit.

She had screamed out in Japanese first. Good, he was going to get a crash course in the language as he planned to fuck the English right out of her.
 
Erica was too shocked about his size to cover her mouth and keep herself from being too loud. She wasn’t expecting how big he would be. Her body trembled and clamp down on his oversized cock pushing inside her. Hearing him groan made her try to hide her voice even more as she lifted one hand to cover her lips. Ethan biting down on the space between her thumb and pointer finger to try and keep herself quiet.

Before she could even react he started pounding her even faster taking a hold of her nice hips making sure she cannot grab onto the couch with her freehand. The slaps to her nice round ass echoed in the room and he could see that he left a red mark on both cheeks. “Y…. you’re a big slow down…” his new amateur starlet begged. Her boss was banging her so fast she couldn’t even keep herself up as she leaned forward with her ass in the air giving him a good shot of how he was stretching her tight hole.

It only made her embarrassed when he talked about how tight she was and that’s when she would try to hide her face. The camera was off to her knowledge and she was just trying to hide it from him. She could feel him bottoming out inside her assist tip was hitting the entrance to her cervix. Even with how fast he was thrusting inside it was only when he started to slow down he could hear more moans escape. Her breathing picked up. Short and fast gasps. “Ohhhh…ohhhh… that feels so good….mmmm..” this time she closed her eyes and he could feel her trying to match his slow thrust and pumps. It was hard for her to keep up in her position but he could see if he was trying and since no one would see what she was doing she could actually enjoy this even if he was bigger than she ever had.

Mr. Carter felt to fill out resistance. Her body was not used to someone of his caliber and size. If you watch closely he can see her try to spread her legs wider to give him easier access to her. “Kimochi… you feel so good Mr. Carter…. I think I feel your heartbeat…” she could feel his pulse inside of her but she wasn’t sure how to describe it. She had only been with two men in her life this was her third and with a cock like that it would be hard to go back to the men she dated before.
 
She begged him to slow down, but he could not see any actual pain or discomfort. Most likely, this was just a woman who had never experienced anything like this and was afraid to find out what she would learn about herself if she was to have the best orgasm of her life from this kind of rough and intense form of making love. Still, he followed suit in her request, slowing down his thrusts so she could feel the head of his member to connect with her cervix at the end of each powerful thrust. As soon as he slowed down she began to coo in pleasure as she shut her eyes and enjoy these new sensations.

"Good, now let me feel you cum Erica. I want to see how much you love this big white cock of mine." She had spread her legs to allow him to thrust in even easier, and in return he angled his hips to thrust in as deep as possible again and again. His hands moved along her body, this time allowing his right hand to slip in between her spread legs so that his index and middle fingers could begin to stroke against her swollen clit as he rested his palm against her soft pubic hair. He swirled that sensitive bud back and forth, making sure that his touch was as gentle as possible to counter the powerful and slow thrusts of his hips.

Meanwhile, he leaned over her, reaching down with his left hand and sliding his hand between her chest and the sofa. Ben managed to find her right nipple and to pinch it between his thumb and forefinger. He started to tweak and twist the hardening bud, wanting to see what combination of sensations would push her over the edge the fastest.
 
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