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I got home from the hotel at about eleven. I had to stop off for something to eat. From seeing Elaine in the bookshop, then in my room and until I got home, I'd had nothing to eat. I was starving; rampant sex certainly uses up the calories. I had a shower and weighed myself. I was pleasantly surprised. With all the physical effort I'd been putting in to my new sex life, plus the swimming, I'd lost another six pounds. I was now less than a stone over weight. I had a good look in the mirror; the belly had almost gone completely. My bum was still big, but nowhere near what it was a year ago. My boobs were noticeably smaller; there were not so many large bulges in my 42DD cup bra. I'd go shopping tomorrow and buy some new underwear. This losing weight is an expensive business
The next day, Saturday, I was in town by nine thirty. I headed for my favourite clothes shop, one that sells attire for the 'fuller figure' as well as normal sizes. I chose some nice colourful blouses, a couple of skirts and some bright jumpers. I chose some underwear from the rails. I fancied something different from the black or white I'd usually bought in the past. There were some lovely purple and some crimson sets, and an emerald green bra and panty set to die for. I took them all and headed for the fitting rooms. There I found a helpful young woman who suggested I be measured properly. I agreed, because with the weight loss I was no longer sure of my size. In the changing room, I stripped down to my undies so that the assistant could take my vital statistics. The assistant; she introduced herself as Val, measured my hips, which were an encouragingly slim thirty-eight inches around. Next was my tummy, this was really good news, thirty-five inches, wonderful! Last was my bust. This came out as 40 inches and I needed a D cup. So all in all not so bad really. Val kindly replaced all the underwear back on the rails and brought me in the same styles but in the right size.
I walked out of the shop feeling better than I had done for years and continued shopping with a spring in my step. I suddenly felt that I was getting more admiring glances from men I passed in the street, and quite a few lecherous looks as well. It may have been my imagination of course. As I was looking for my purse to pay for some new shoes, I came across the business card that Magda had given me, the one for Trident Adult Entertainment. With my new slimmer body, I thought that doing the things I liked for money wasn't such a wild idea after all. Somebody may actually want to pay me to screw on camera. Impetuously, I called the number on the card from my mobile, and asked to speak to a Mr. David Fielder. When I got through to him I told him that I had been recommended by someone already on his books, Magda, and that I was interested in doing some work for the company. He said he would send me a 'profile form' to fill in.
Two days later, the form arrived with a covering letter telling me complete it and return it ASAP with a recent photo. I had to pop over to Carol's place to use her digital camera. She was very intrigued and thought I was rather daring. The letter also said that if I were to be called for an interview / audition, that I was to bear in mind that the videos were of ' adult material '. It went on to say that I should attend the interview / audition suitably dressed for such material and be prepared to partake in a screen test or photo session of an explicit or erotic nature. This sounded fine to me. A couple of days later, I got a phone call from a secretary at Trident asking me to attend an audition on the next Thursday at 10:30 a.m. And so it was that I found myself, dressed in some of my new underwear and clothes, ringing the intercom at Trident Adult Entertainment, at the appointed hour.
I'd made a real effort to look younger and sexy, I must confess that I put my date of birth down on the profile as making me forty years old rather than forty-four. I had also re-dyed my hair reddish brown, which was a little longer nowadays, to cover the grey, which was starting to show. I'd taken some time in the morning to apply some make-up. I think I could pass as a sexy forty-year-old. We'd soon see. I was buzzed in and at the reception desk, I was told to go up to the second floor to the office of Judy Birchall. This was a bit of a set back. I was hoping to impress some male executive. I got to the right door and knocked, a female voice told me to come in. I entered a huge office that went off to the left with a lounge type area, with two black fabric sofas and a coffee table. I introduced myself to the woman sitting behind the desk. Judy Birchall stood to greet me. She was about 30 ish, about the same height as myself, long, bleach blonde hair, and a knock out figure. She was dressed in a pale grey suit with a nicely cut jacket over a high necked white blouse and a knee length tapered skirt. She shook my hand and asked me to sit opposite her across the desk. She thanked me for coming and then went over my profile with me.
She seemed happy with what I'd written and then got to the questions not on the form.
" So Ann, you understand the nature of the films and videos we make here, are you sure you want to appear in our productions?" I assured her that I did.
" OK then," she continued, "what sort of things are not acceptable to you. Will you work with women as well as men. Will you work with animals?' I had to admit I had never thought of screwing animals. The thought of being humped by a German Shepherd didn't really appeal to me. I wasn't sure I was up to doing it and I told her so. But women, I was more than happy to work with. This brought a broad smile to her face.
" Well OK, that's not a problem. We can discuss it later if need be. Can I take some photo's of you for your profile folder. Other producers may wish to look you over." I told her I was happy to do what ever she wanted, she smiled again. She told me to stand against a part of the pale green wall. From her desk she produced a large digital camera. She wanted fully clothed poses first, front, back and a side view. I did my best to stick my tits out and pull my bum in. Then she asked for poses in my underwear. She complimented me on the sexy purple bra and panties I had chosen. I posed the way I thought would look sexy, tits out, and bent over showing my arse. I leant forward and she took a photo of my cleavage and as I got in to it, I turned my back, pulled my panties up the crack of my arse and bent over. She seemed to like this,
" Oh that's very sexy Ann, I can see our producers being very pleased with you. Now can I ask you take off the bra please." I took off the bra and stuck out my chest. Judy continued to fire away with the camera.
" Great tits Ann. Now how about the panties?'' I quickly dropped them to my ankles, she didn't comment on the wet panty liner although I saw her look at it.
" Mnn, nice pussy, unshaved, a lot of people like the natural look. I don't shave mine anymore either. Turn and bend over please. That's great, you've got a nice arse on you Ann." I thanked her for the compliment.
" OK that's great for the stills. Will you do a little piece for the video camera, just so we can get an idea of how you look in 3 dimensions?" I readily agreed. It was then that I noticed the video camera on a tripod and a few lights set up by the sofas. Judy put the stills camera back in her desk and withdrew a pink strap-on. I wasn't at all self-conscious about being completely naked in the middle of this office, talking with this stranger. I found it rather exciting; enough to make me even wetter.
" Have you seen one of these before Ann?'
" Well yes, as a matter of fact I've used one a few times."
" That's good Ann, because I want you to use this one now... on me. Could you put your bra and panties back on again!" This was deliciously strange twist. Being asked to screw a female interviewer. I tried to be a little professional about it, be cool calm and restrained. But I think I made it obvious that I was keen to fuck her. I hurriedly put the strap-on round my waist over my knickers. I felt wonderfully powerful wearing one again.
"Mnn, you look good with a cock Ann. Let's hope you can use it just as well. We've got a little story line that we're working on. It's about a sex crazed dyke who breaks in to a women's hostel and rapes some of the women. I want you to play the dyke and I'll play one of the hostel residents. Can you do that for me. Be rough and aggressive with me, take me by force sort of thing. Of course the microphones will pick up every sound so we'll need you to be vocal. I'll do my bit of course." I was more than happy to agree, this was better than I could have imagined. Judy stepped up to the camera and switched it on. At the same time the floodlights came on. She positioned it so that it pointed at the right hand sofa. She moved to in front of the camera and said in to the lens, "Ann Maloney, screen test, 'Raging Dyke'" Judy looked at me and said,
" When you're ready Ann." I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I had to do two things at once; act a part well enough to be considered, and get the most out of shagging this fine looking woman. I just decided to go for it, throw myself in to it. Besides, I was wetting myself at the thought of fucking Judy. I just had to get on with it. I moved round in front of the camera and picked up a teaspoon from the coffee table. This would have to do as a weapon. I got into the character, I grabbed Judy's wrist and snarled,
"Right bitch, I've got a knife, do as you're told or I'll cut your pretty throat.' Judy looked genuinely terrified, she'd clearly done this before.
" Please don't hurt me, I'll do anything you want, please don't hurt me" I snarled again,
"Take your clothes off. I want to see what you've got under there." Judy recoiled back as I let go of her wrist. Her hands were shaking as she removed her jacket. I could see now just how good her tits were. I reckoned she was an ex porn star. I hurried her up,
" Come on bitch, hurry it up, I want to see those nice big tits of yours.' Judy got her blouse off and dropped it to the floor. She stood cowering, covering her great tits with her arms.
" Put your arms down, bitch, let me see your tits." Slowly, Judy uncovered her boobs, they were lovely, bulging out of a white lacy bra.
" Nice tits, I'm going to enjoy sucking those. Now kneel down and lean forward on the chair." Judy slowly did as I ordered, leaning over the sofa, her nice skirt covered arse sticking out.
" You can't fool me bitch. I know this is what you really want. You're cunt's aching to be fucked, you want me don't you bitch, you want me to fuck you. Don't you?'
I moved behind her and knelt down. I grabbed a handful of Judy's long blonde hair and pretended to pull it violently. Judy's head snapped back and she let out a cry of mock pain
"I said, don't you bitch."
" Yes, yes." Judy cried as if in agony.
'Yes what bitch?" I tugged on her hair again.
" Yes... I want you to fuck me" I ran my hands over her bare back, lifting the bra strap and sliding my hands underneath. The bra label moved out and I saw that it said 36D. Nice. I unhooked it and peeled it away. I ran my hands down her sides and pressed my fingers into the yielding flesh of her tits. Forcing my hands under her, I cupped both of the soft mounds. I worked my fingers on to her nipples, they were hard. I then knew that I wasn't the only one enjoying the role-play. As I rubbed and squeezed her nipples, Judy moaned quietly in to the seat cushion. I snapped back from my reverie and resumed my role as a dyke rapist. I slid Judy's tight fitting grey skirt up her slim thighs and over her lovely round bum. Her panties were pulled tight, the thin white cotton stretched so that it was almost transparent. I could see the dark line of her arse crack and a few of her pussy hairs were poking out the sides of the gusset. I was so turned on, I was tempted to just forget all about playing the part. I just wanted to fuck this woman like I knew she really wanted to be, and then have her fuck me. I managed to control myself and act the part.
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