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The Casting Couch (Torrid x Cryptogoth)

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Sammy Joe Harte was a southern small town girl in what she considered to be the "big city", looking to do something that only bad girls did. The address was one of those hotels that someone could rent by the hour. She was real nervous about all of this, but excited at the same time. A friend of hers had gone to the city to visit a cousin and when she was there she said she ran into a guy who offered to put her in sex movies. Sammy wasn't sure that she wanted to be in a lot of sex movies, but she wanted to try it once.

She found the "Sleep Eazy" Motel no problem, even though the first E and the P in sleep and the E in eazy had been burnt out. Leaving the only glowing letters to spell "Sleazy" - It boasted hourly rates and adult movie channels, well isn't that fantastic. She couldn't help but roll her heavily lashed hazel eyes as she noticed that there were no vacancies. Looks like it was all full up for the night, she wondered how many of them were full up with prostitutes and their johns and how many were full up with girls like her, just looking to do something bad.

Sammy slid out from behind the wheel and slammed the door. She took a moment to lean into the mirror and check her makeup, the eyeliner might have been a little to thick, but everything else was subtle. She touched up her lip gloss and fluffed the raven curls that fell past her shoulder blades.


It was now or never she walked to room 29 and knocked on the door twice loudly. She took the time it took him to answer the door to adjust her clothing. She'd dressed a little more revealing then she normally would have, she wore a super short jean miniskirt with a pair of black thong panties underneath and a white tank top with a black bra beneath. The skirt showed of her short but toned legs and hugged her ample backside. And the top and bra could barely contain her 38DD breasts. Her friend had lent her a pair of those black stiletto heels, that were so high they made her look 5'7 instead of 5'3. She could hardly walk in them but hopefully she wouldn't have to worry about walking for much longer.
 
Tren was part of a small online business that specialized in amateir "casting couch" themed porn videos. It was hardly a reputable business – it relied on preying on eighteen year old girls, lying to them about getting them into the adult industry, and then plastering their face all over the Internet.

He had spoken to a particular sexy young girl, Sammy, and had arranged for her "audition" to take place at a sleazy motel. He sat in the room, as he waited for her. There was no actual couch – there was just a bed and a television, with some other small furnishings. It was all that was needed, given the purpose of the motel. He had, in his lap, a video-camera – just a simple hand-held one.

When he heard the knock on the door, he got off the bed, where he had been sitting. He turned on the camera, and held it at hip-level. He walked to the door, and opened it, seeing the girl standing there.

"Hey," He said, with a smile, "You must be Sammy, right?"

He held the camera up, to get her face on camera, and then of course, a shot down the front of her shirt. It had already been cleared up prior, that the interview would be filmed. At the same time, he reached out to shake her hand.

Tren was tall – he was a foot taller than her even with her high-heels. His hair was the same color as her's, but more straight, and cut to ear-length. His skin was light, but a tiny bit darker than her's. He had some muscle tone, which couldn't quite be seen because of his white t-shirt, but he was not the type who was strong enough to pick up and carry her with ease. He had very small gauge-type piercings in his ears, and a small piercing under his lip, slightly to the left. He had a tattoo that looked like an anarchist symbol on his left arm, partially covered by the shirt.

"You look hot," He said, looking at her – both with his eyes and the camera. He took a step back, and said, "Go ahead and sit down on the bed, so we can get this interview started."
 
When he answered the door and the camera was pointed to her face, she waved nervously. She of course knew about the camera and had Ok'd the use of it. DUH, that's why she was here wasn't it. "That's me!" she said in her naturally too perky voice. As she moved into the room she looked him up and down slowly. He was older than her, probably by a lot but to her mind he wasn't a bad looking guy. Any other time she'd wonder how the heck he'd gotten into the porn business, but truth be told she really didn't care.

"Thanks" she flushed a soft shade of crimson when he told her she looked hot. "You're not so bad yourself" Sammy realized she probably sounded prim and proper, but that was because on a regular everyday basis she was. The good girl, southern belle proper as a pin type girl. It was boring, really really boring.

She moved over to the end of the bed and sat down, she crossed her right thigh over her left giving him a tiny peek up her super short skirt "So ask away.."
 
He smiled. He stayed in the same spot as she walked to the bed – he simply moved to keep the camera on her. Then, he walked to the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed, next to her but far enough to where he could get a reasonable shot with the camera.

"So," He started, "Why is a cute little southern belle like yourself getting into the porn business?"

It was the first question for the interview, and it would be the only mildly tame one.

Tren was wearing grey cargo pants, and he was already getting an erection because of her. He didn't really make a living off of what he was doing – it was more like a hobby. And it gave him something of an excuse to fuck girls a decade younger than him.
 
"To be honest" she said as she ran her hands over her thighs gently "I don't really want to get into the business..." she paused nervous to admit the next part, it might make her seem naive. "I just wanted to do something bad, something that the good girls don't do... ya know?" she tilted her head and watched him.

She didn't care if all the dirty ole pervs from her town happened across some smutty video she made, hell she almost hoped they all saw it. So they'd stop sayin what a good girl she was. Good girls didn't go to sleazy hotel rooms for video taped sex with an older man. She seriously hoped she had the guts to follow through, because that camera was a little intimidating.
 
"Ohh so you want to be a bad girl, eh? ," He said, and laughed.

He placed his hand on her shoulder, and slowly moved it to her upper back, under her tank top, where lightly rubbed her light skin. "I can certainly help you with that," He said. He zoomed in on her face, and went on, "But tell me – is this the first thing you've ever done, that good girls don't do?"
 
"Oh well now I don't know if I want to be a bad girl forever..." she smiled a little mischievously and looked at him"I just want to be real bad for one night" Sammy didn't know what to do with her hands, should she reach over and touch his thigh... or... what? So she just left her hands on her thighs.

"It is... if it hadn't been for my friend I never woulda known to do this either!" She scooted a little closer to him, his touch didn't feel all that bad.
 
He took his hand off of her. Then, he switched the camera to his other hand. He placed his then-free hand on her exposed thigh – he moved his fingers back and forth, slowly, lingering at the edge of her short little skirt.

"Have you had sex before? ," He asked, as the next question.

He didn't think she'd be a virgin. Even the sluttiest girls, he thought, wouldn't want to lose it to some stranger with a camera. And it didn't hurt either way – if she wasn't, he could get some sexy information out of her, and if she was, that would be an extra fetish to attract viewers.
 
"No I'm not a virgin silly... I wouldn't be here if I was!" she was certain he didn't want to hear about her sexual escapades so she kept her answer simple.

When his hand came down on her thigh, she uncrossed her legs giving him easier access to feel her silky smooth skin. She had waxed specially for this, and she had to admit she liked it way better than she did shaving. Her thighs and legs, and elsewhere were silky creamy smooth.
 
"Go on," He said, smiling, "You want to be a bad girl? Tell the camera about your first time. Don't be afraid to go into detail – the horny old men who're going to watch this would appreciate it."

He kept the camera on her face, but he noticed that she uncrossed her legs. He slid his hand up her smooth thigh, and lightly placed his fingers against the little bit of cloth that covered her crotch – he felt the smooth skin under it. But he wasn't quite touching her pussy, just yet.
 
She licked her lips gently when his fingers brushed against her panties "My first time, well I was 16 and this boy from school and I skipped a day and went out by the lake under this giant weepin' willow tree. He told me all the cool girls were havin' sex. Other wise I probably wouldn'ta done it." As she spoke she spread her thighs for him a little.

"He was a little rough with me... he practically tore my shirt off. I had to make some excuses to my mama about how the buttons came off. I think she knew I'd been with a boy." she bit her lip as she thought about it "He squeezed my boobs real hard, but I kinda liked it... There wasn't much in the way of foreplay though. You know how boys are, he wanted to get right to the good stuff"

"He didn't even bother take my school skirt or panties off he just pushed them up and pulled the panties aside. He didn't bother to go slow either, he just pushed himself inside of me, it hurt something fierce that first time, but after a few minutes of him pushin into me and pullin out over and over it started to feel good." she flushed a little "But then it was over before it got real good. He shot his... his... seed all over the grass between my legs."
 
He lowered his fingers a little, to her pussy. He began to rub her down there a little, through the fabric of her underwear. He briefly pointed the camera down, before going back to her face.

"Have you had any sexual experiences since then? ," He asked. He took his hand away from her crotch, and lightly grabbed her wrist. He placed her hand on his lap, where his cock was under the fabric. He pointed the camera down for just a second, and added, "Besides this, of course."
 
She bit her lip and moaned lightly as he began to rub between her legs. "Not a whole lot really, maybe one or two times more."

When he placed her hand on his cock through his pants, she moved instinctivly rubbing her palm against it up and down real slow, before gripping and doing the same thing. She'd given hand jobs before... but it was hard to do through pants.
 
"Well tell me about it," He laughed. "What was the dirtiest sex you've had? Tell me that." He paused, and pointed the camera down at her hand in his lap, before pointing it back at her face. "Or, tell me where you learned to do that."

It felt really good, having her hand stroking his dick. It would have felt better if he didn't have his pants on – but he wanted to save that for when the questions were over.
 
"I haven't had any dirty sex" she said honestly and shrugged a little "I'm pretty much a good girl"

She kept her hand moving on his cock, she could feel he was hard and she could feel that he was kind of large, probably larger than anyone she'd been with before "One of my boyfriends taught me kind of... but mostly it's instinctive, put any girls hand on a cock and she's going to stroke it."
 
"No," He said, "You're a bad girl." He smiled. He took his hand away from her crotch, and placed his arm across her back, with his hand rested on the shoulder furthest from him. "You wouldn't be here if you were a good girl."

He paused, and asked, "So, are you nervous about getting naked on camera? And fucking on camera, for that matter."
 
"Sometimes even good girls do bad things" she smiled a little, and gripped his cock a little tighter as she continued to stroke him through his pants.

"I'm a little nervous... even though I want to do this." nerves has to be pretty common, even for girls who know what they're getting into and even want to get into it. She'd never stripped down in front of anyone except less than a handful of men and she'd sure as heck had never stripped down on camera let alone, had sex. But she was more than ready, even anxious to begin.
 
"Well, how about you take your clothes off, before I continue with the questions? ," He said.

He then lightly grabbed her hand, and moved it away from his lap. As great as it felt, he didn't want to be spent just then. He zoomed out a bit, to get a full view of her body.
 
She nodded a little and slid off the bed, standing in front of him. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her tank top and slowly lifted it over her tummy. Pausing as she pulled it over her pierced belly button and then continuing up to expose her tits encased in the black lace bra.

Next she smirked at the camera a little, the nerves were still there but she was pushing through thinking of what she'd seen other girls in porn movies do. She slid her hands down over her breasts and sliding them to the button of her jean skirt, popping it open and pulling them down to expose the very top of her black lace thong. And then she turned bending slightly at the waist to push out her bottom a little more as she rolled them down exposing her ass cheeks split by the thong panties.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked curiously.
 
He kept the camera pointed at her, as she stood up and undressed.

"Yeah," He said, "Damn, you look hot." He zoomed in on her ass. "You sure you don't want to get into porn? ," He asked, "You could make a lot of money – and you'd be perfect for those 'barely eighteen' kind of videos – like, daddy finds his innocent daughter masturbating, or something."

He smiled, "You think you'd like that?"
 
"Oh I don't know" Sammy wasn't stupid, she didn't think he was the guy who could get her into porn like that. He was more the kinda guy who used his own video camera to video tape the chicks he fucked and put it on the net. She didn't care, but she wasn't stupid either.

She reached back and unhooked her bra, and then crossed her arms across her chest to let the straps slip down her arms. She pushed her breasts together and let the cups fall away. Exposing her her dusty pink nipples to him and the camera.
 
He stood up after she removed her bra. He walked up to her, and pointed the camera down at her.

"You sure? ," He said, with a smile, as he reached down with his free hand to her chest. He lightly squeezed her breast, pointing the camera down, and then pointed the camera back at her face. "You have a really great body," He said, and moved his hand down to her waist, sliding his fingers against her skin along the way. "You could make a lot of money."
 
"Oh yeah, you really think so?" she looked up at the camera her eyes wide with a hint of innocence to them. She didn't believe it for a minute, but she played to the camera. She was almost a natural.

She slid her hands down her tummy, but his hands seemed to be heading the same direction so she paused and waited to see if he would remove her panties for her. He was a very hands on type of interviewer.
 
"Of course," He said, and moved his hand down to the strap of her thong. He pushed it down, and did the best he could to partially remove her underwear with one hand. He pointed the camera down for a brief moment, before pointing back at her, as he rested his hand on her hip.

"If you were to get into porn," He said, "What genre would you like to do? Like, interracial, bondage, older-younger, that kind of thing..." He trailed off, keeping the camera focused on her face.
 
She helped him work her panties off, it wasn't as easy for a guy to get panties off one handed as it was for women. Women learned these things so they could dress or undress while on the phone or something like that. When the panties rolled down her hips, her bare pussy was revealed to him. Her lips were swollen and she was already slightly damp with anticipation.

"If I were to get into porn I'd want to try it all!" she said honestly. She loved to watch porn, and all of it looked like fun. But now that she was naked and he wasn't her nerves were starting to kick in. Her hands shook lightly and she moved back to the bed and settled against the edge.
 
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