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Casting and Booty Calls

When I worked as a booking agent, I heard all kinds of horror stories. Everything from divas storming offset, nightmarish injuries to stunt actors and trips to the hospital. Allergic reactions to makeup and latex. Overly confident over-actors trying to alter the script to sex on and off set. 

 

Working in that part of the entertainment world also meant some sexy tales. One of the most common things I faced was the question of the ‘Casting Couch.’ 

 

I know what you are thinking. The countless porn videos of women asked to do sexual acts on the couch in hopes of landing that gig. My role as a booking agent was to ensure the safety of my talent and the credibility of the casting and production crew. One mistake and we could lose it all. But how many times I had people with the wrong idea as they walked into my office. I had one talent pull a George Costanza and almost strip down in his underwear in hopes that I would take a shine to his dad bod. I appreciated the confidence, but I don’t need to approve it right then and there. My job was to make sure you could walk the walk and talk the talk. If you say that you can do a backflip, you’d better show me.

 

 

I had one young actress in her 20s walk in. She was a sexy redhead. She wanted to show me many things… including her tongue action. However, she wanted to show me privately and on my couch. My couch was for the purpose of vamping my office. Make it look like a catalogue. All fancy. It wasn’t meant to sexualize the room. Or me for that matter. She told me,”I always wanted to have an audition on a casting couch. Make your eyes roll to the back of your head as you moan for more.” She was wearing a black bodysuit and boots. When she said this, she got on the couch on all fours, arched her back like a cat hoping to be pet and put her head in my lap. I was nervous. This wasn’t how to land auditions or roles. I never had favorites.

 

She stuck out her long tongue, one that would make Gene Simmons jealous. She flicked her tongue up and down. Left to right. The idea of her tongue on my clit made me wet. I had to be professional. I was tempted to pull down my pants and thong. She hooked her body suit at the crotch with her index finger and pulled to the right. I was tempted to lick her like an ice cream. I asked her not to do that and she giggled. I adjusted myself, got up and left the room. I told her, “When I come back, you better be sitting up right or out of my office.” I ran to the bathroom and gave myself a bird bath. My thong had to be ringed to get the access wetness out. It smelled like cum. I went commando and put my pants back on, went walking to my office and she was sitting in a chair. We got to work. We moved forward like nothing happened.

 

 

A week passed and I found myself horny. I got up and told my coworkers that I was taking my lunch break. I shut my lights and computer. I looked in the hallway and no soul was seen. I closed my office door and locked it. I carefully navigated to my couch, stripped naked and started to masturbate. Thinking of that actress and her impressive tongue. I was careful not to moan too loudly. I strummed myself like a guitar until my body shook with pleasure and my couch became Niagara Falls. I felt relieved. To this day, that actress has no idea that she has the lead role in my fantasy. 

 

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Statistics for Stephanie Ferreira

Age : 30somethin’

Bust :36D

Hips :38

Waist:36

HEIGHT: 5’9″

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