Author: Scytha Title: Wannabe Part: 1 of 2 Universe: Starlet Summary: A young wannabe starlet has to give her all including her body to get the part. Content: M+F. Anal Oral. WARNING, the following is a erotic story if you for some reason, (legal, cultural, divine) is not allowed to read such filth make sure you don't get caught now or stop reading until it is safe. Comment: This story is the first of two depicting the main characters career in tinsel town, though both stories works well as stand alone pieces. For comments, praise, gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh or naughty suggestions; please just paste this link in your browsers address field and follow the instructions on the page that appear. http://www1.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=REFZROCBHEZXSGUZ YOIZ or send an e-mail to this address feedback.scytha@gmail.com Enjoy! Scytha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ Wannabe The conference room she was showed into was small with boring beige walls. Dust mites slowly moved in the air, illuminated by the strong Californian sun shining in through the two large windows. The wall opposite the windows was hung with old movie posters. A white board covered the short wall on the other side of the room. The room was dominated with a large conference table with room for eight people, though at the moment the comfortable black leather chair that usually stood at the short end of the table she was facing had been pushed into a corner. Three men sat at the other end of the table when she entered. The man sitting on the left of the man at the head of the table got up to greet her. He was dressed in slacks, a flowery shirt with a pair of Ray Bans push up on top of his head. His tan had the colour of bronze and his stylish hair was almost dyed platinum blond. Even though the man was in his forty and his body was starting to sag in places, most noticeable around his waist, it was still clear that he once had the body of a surfer god. A persona he obviously still tried to maintain. "Hello, you must be Candi, right?" He said as he came up to her and gave her hand a friendly shake. "I'm glad you could come here with such short notice. I hope we did not cause any inconvenience for you." "Oh no. I'm just happy to be here," Candi said enthusiastic. She probably would lose her job as a waitress at the Starlight Café for walking out in the middle of a shift. But when Bob, her agent, called and told her about this audition she just had to go. But she was not that concerned. After all it did not matter if she lost her job, not after getting this part and becoming a movie star. That was why she had come to Hollywood for in the first place and not to wait tables. "I'm Mr. Curtiss, the casting director but you can call me James," James introduced himself. "I think we've met before, isn't that so, Candi?" "Yes, Mr. Curti.... I mean James," Candi answered with a giggle at her slip. "I've auditioned for you before." "Good, then you know how this is done. Now let me introduce the others. The man at the head of the table is Mr. Kaplan, he's one of the executives here," James said and motioned to a balding portly man in his fifties dressed in a smart black Armani suit. Candi gave him a smile and a little wave. "And to his is Mr. Woodward, one of the producers," James pointed to the third man. He like James was in his forties, dressed in a dark blazer and khaki pants. His brown hair was greying at the temples, probably with the help of some dye, to give him a more debonair look. He too received a smile and wave from Candi. "Now let me just sit down again and we can start." "Should I just stand here?" Candi asked. "Yes, just stand there so we all can see you properly," James said as he sat down again. "Now Candi, why don't you start by telling us your full name and tell us a little bit about yourself," James suggested. "Okay," Candi said giving the three of them a dazzling smile. "Well, my name is Candi O'Hara and ah...." "Candi O'Hara, really?" Mr. Woodward said amused. "Of course it's not my real name. It's my artist name. I took the O'Hara from Scarlet O'Hara in Gone With The Wind, I don't know if you heard about that movie. It's kind of old after all and I've only seen it because it's my mum's favourite..." "Yes, I think we all know of it, Candi" Mr. Woodward said shaking his head and the three of them chuckled. "You really have? That's so cool. Anyway, she's a southerner just like me so I thought it was fitting and I picked Candi because everyone's always telling me that I'm cute as candy. Don't you just think it's a great name for a star." "Maybe for adult movies," Mr. Woodward said barely loud enough for Candi to hear and before she could ask what he meant James spoke up. "I think it's a lovely name and I'm sure we all do," he said giving Mr. Woodward a look. "Why don't you tell us about how come you want to be in the movies instead," he suggested. "Oh, I've always wanted to be a movie star, or a singer, or a model, or anybody famous really," Candi said. "I was captain of the cheer-leading team back in high school and everyone kept telling me how good I looked so I know I had the looks, and then after staring in a couple of school plays everyone kept telling how good I was so I knew I could be an actress. And then it was clear I should come to Hollywood. After all a good looking actress is destined to become a movie start, don't you think," Candi said excited. "That was very interesting, Candi," James said. "Almost unbelievable," Mr. Woodward said and getting another look from James. "Quite amusing," Mr. Kaplan said for the first time. "Now why don't you tell us your measurements," James said. "Measurements?" "For costumes and such." "Oh, I see. Silly me," Candi said with a giggle. "I'm 5.4 and my measurements are 34-32-34." "And cup size?" James asked. "D of course," Candi said proud and thrust out the items in question. "And very nice looking indeed," James said. "Now then let me tell you a little bit about the movie you're auditioning for," James said. "It a very serious drama and the part we're thinking of giving to you is a very serious part that only a real character actor could play. It's also a major part in the movie," James explained. "Really?!," Candi said amazed and happy. She could hardly believe her luck. A major part and they thought only a character actress like herself could play it. "It's only one small problem," James said with troubled voice. "Oh, no. What is it?" Candi asked terrified that something had gone wrong and that she would not get the part. "You see that part requires some nude scenes and most actresses these days all demand body doubles," James explained mournfully. "However, because this is a very serious drama and we want it to feel realistic to the audience, we the production team doesn't want to include anything fake in the movie, like body doubles. But we of course respect your integrity and if you don't want to take the part because of this we understand..." "No, I'll do it," Candi interrupted. "You do? So you don't mind doing any nude scenes for the movie?" James asked with a pleased grin to the other two men. "Of course not. I have no problem with any nudity. Everyone back home always went on about how much sex and nudity it is in modern movies so I've always figured I'd better be prepared to get naked on film if I wanted to become a movie star," Candi told them truthfully. Besides, she had not gone at got herself a pair of perfect D-cup tits just so that no one would never see them. What's more, she was still ashamed about what the rich bastard that had paid for her tits, had made her do to get them and she did not want that weekend to have been in vain. "That's great. You wouldn't mind showing them to us, perhaps?" James suggested. "Right now? To you?" "Yes, everyone going to see the film will see them so what's three more. It's just so that we can get a picture of how they will look on film," James reassured her. "Oh okay," Candi replied with a shrug. She pulled her pink tube top over her head, freeing her large breasts. The stiffly jiggled a bit as they were let out of the restraining top. They were not as soft and moving after she had got the implants but on the other hand she no longer needed any bras. "Damn, those are hot," Mr. Woodward said. "Yeah, that's one fine looking pair of fun bags," James agreed. "They are very nice indeed," Mr. Kaplan concurred. Candi blushed from their comments but she figured that boys will be boys when it comes to breasts. She knew that the jocks in the football team back in high school used to say similar things when they saw a pair of tits at the cinema. She figured that another generation of jocks would say the same when they saw her tits on the screen. "Are they real?" Mr. Woodward asked. "Eh, no. Is that a problem?" Candi asked nervously. "Of course not," James told her. "That's five hundred you owe me, I think," Mr. Kaplan said to Mr. Woodward. "It's just one small matter," James said slowly, staring at Candi's breasts. "You see, the part requires full frontal nudity too. That's not a problem I hope?" he asked. Candi could not say she was thrilled that the prospect of being completely nude on film. She particularly did not like the idea that when her mum and Reverend Billy-Bob went to see her first film they would get to see her snatch. Especially considering what Reverend Billy-Bob during Sunday sermons used to call those actresses that showed off their naked bodies on the screen. But Candi really wanted this part so she figured she had to do what they asked. "Oh of course not," she told them with a smile. "Then why don't you get rid of that skirt and your panties," James suggested. Candi unzipped her black miniskirt and pushed it down. Stepping out of it, she picked it up and hung in on a char next to her top. She felt a bit self conscious standing there in just a pair of white bikini panties that barely covered her pussy. She hooked her finger in their sides and was about to pull them down when Mr. Kaplan stopped her. "Turn around for us first so we get to see all of you," he said. Candi turned her back to them and the blushed as the three men commented on her ass in a similar manner to their comments on her breasts. "Now pull down your panties bending only at the waist and not at the knees, and do it slowly," Mr. Kaplan told her. That was not what she had expected to hear at an audition, so uncertain she looked back over her shoulder. "It's for a scene in the film," James quickly said. "Oh that's all right then, I guess," Candi said slowly pulled down her panties. She was aware that by not bending her knees she thrust out her butt at the men, showing them everything but since it was for a scene in the movie Candi did not mind. Once she was naked, she turned around again, putting her panties on her skirt. "Holy shit, she's a real blonde," Mr. Woodward said amazed when they saw the trimmed patch of hair over her otherwise shaved pussy. "That's almost unbelievable this day and age," Mr. Kaplan said equally impressed. "It's not that unbelievable, considering some of her answers," James said. Candi could not understand why the other two found that so funny. "Now then, why don't we move on to more practical tests," James said. "The character we have in mind for is a good dancer and we want to se how good dancer you can be. You can dance right?" "Of course, I can." "Then you won't mind dancing for us?" "I'm fine with it. Should a start right away?" Candi asked. "Why don't you get up on the table first so we can see you better," James told her. "No, leave your clothes off," he stopped her when she reached for her clothes. Candi crawled up on the table and stood there, looking down on the three men at the other. "Ain't you going to put some music on?" she asked. "Just pretend there's some music. You're can do that right? You are an actress after all," James said. Even though it felt strange dancing without any music Candi did the best she could. She wanted to show them she was an actress after all. She begun moving about, pretending she was dancing at a nightclub. "No, slower. And hug and stroke your body as you dance. The character only dances to attract the male protagonist and her true love in the movie. Make it sexy," James told her. Candi slowed down and only turned slowly on the spot. She tried to make it look like she danced a tango on the spot since she heard that tango was considered sexy. For the same reason she caressed her body and ass with her hands like in a salsa. She was obviously doing it right because she could hear them men talk appreciative amongst themselves. Candi had had no idea she was such a good dancer. "That's great, Candi," James said with a thick voice after a few minutes. "But try to make it more sexy and try to show off your womanly parts more, especially your ass and tits." "Like a stripper?" Candi asked. "What?" James replied cautious. "You said you wanted me to show off my tits and ass, like a stripper." "Yes, it might have sounded like that but naturally what I meant was..." James tried to explain defensively when Candi continued. "So the character is a stripper then?" she asked. "Er, I don't know," James said caught out. "Well, she must be if she dances like this for the male hero," Candi pointed out. "You know you're absolutely right," Mr. Woodward suddenly said. "If she dances like this she should be a stripper, don't you agree," he told his colleges with a grin. "It makes so much sense and gives the character so much more depth. I'm really glad you pointed this out to us. You suggestion will make this a much better movie." "Really!" Candi cried out thrilled. "Absolutely. Mr. Woodward is completely right," James said with his normal cool again. "Of course, if she is going to be a stripper, we need to know you can strip. Will you do that for us?" "Sure," Candi said excitedly. She could not believe that she already had made an artistic contribution to the film and that they were grateful that she had seen something that they with all their film making experience had missed. It was her idea that the character should be a stripper so of course she should strip for them. "But we don't just want a sexy dance as before. We want you to show off your tits and ass, even you pussy like a real stripper would. We want to see that you are willing to show us everything. To see you have what it takes for the film of course," James told her.' Candi just gave him a smile. She already knew it was to see if she was good for the part. She started to dance in a way that if reverend Bill-Bob had seen it he would have had her banished out of the congregation. She held up her breasts so they could get a good look and pulled and teased her nipples. She squeezed and spread her ass letting them see her small brown hole between her cheeks. She danced in front each of the three men so that her pussy was only a few inches from their faces. She made moves that would have gotten one of the dancers at the titty bar at the truck stop back home arrested. Finally, she lay down on the table with her legs spread as wide apart as was possible and then thrusting her pussy up towards them, she reached down and pulled apart her pussy lips. Just so, they could see everything. "Play with yourself," Mr Kaplan said after they had stared at the pink inner parts of her pussy for a long while. Candi was actually relieved when she heard him speak because she had been starting to be afraid that she had gone too far. Then she realized what he had said. "You want me play with myself, like diddling my pussy?" Candi asked confused. "That's right because the character does that when she's lonely for her lover," Mr. Kaplan explained. "But..." Candi said uncertain. "Yes?" James asked. "Can you really show that in a movie?" she asked. She could not understand why the three men all burst out in a gut wrenching laugh. "Don't worry we'll fix that during editing," Mr. Woodward said with a chuckle once he had regained his breath. "Oh that's all right then," Candi said and laid back. It was a bit embarrassing rubbing yourself in front of three men but Candi knew that as an actress she would have to do things that were uncomfortable to her personally for the art. She slowly started to just rub herself up and down between her legs with the palm of her right hand while pinching and pulling on her nipples. She was just trying to get into the right mood but Candi found that it was really easy. She was already excited from having to perform the strip tease for the men that all she had to do was to close her eyes and pretend she was alone. Then she actually felt grateful for a chance to get off. Candi figured that that was what it meant to be a method actor, using her own personal feelings to put on a show. She quickly got into things and soon was rubbing her clit while stroking her slit until she could take it any more. She stuck first one then two fingers up her snatch and started to fuck herself with wild abandon. She soon screamed out her orgasm before collapsing. She had even forgotten about the three men until she heard James speak. "That was wild," he said. "Did you like it?" Candi asked and sat up. "Did we ever," Mr. Woodward told her. "Now, why don't you sit down on the edge her in front of me," Mr. Kaplan told her. "More auditioning?" she asked "You could say so," Mr. Kaplan said and she sat herself down on the table edge in front of Mr. Kaplan. "We just want to see how much you want this part," he said with a grin and grabbed her tits. "I see," Candi said with a grin of her own as three pair of hands started to explore her body. One of the first things Bob, her agent, had taught her was how Hollywood operated through a web of personal favours and scratched backs. He had told her how he scratched her back by getting her parts and auditions and in return she showed him her gratitude by scratching his back and sucking his cock, then he had cum in her mouth for the first time. He had also taught her that the same thing applied to auditions. The casting people scratched her back by giving her auditions and parts and in return she scratched their backs by letting them take some liberties with her body. So when Mr. Kaplan stood up and shoved his cock towards her, Candi just bent down and started to suck. Soon she had three cocks pointing at her face, taking turns sucking on them and jerking off the two not in her mouth. After a couple of minutes Mr. Kaplan stopped her. "You going to make me cum, girl," he told her. "But I want to try your pussy before I do." Candi was not that happy about getting fucked. She was happy to suck cock as often as needed. It was not as if it really counted after all. But actually intercourse was another matter. That was still personal enough for her to feel uncomfortable bartering it for favours even though she did it when she really had too. Of course, with three horny men she did not have any real say in the matter and she did not dare to protest too much in case they took away her part. Candi found herself lying on her back on the table with her butt and her spread feet resting on the edge as Mr. Kaplan pumped his cock up her pussy and everyone in the room thought she loved it. The truth was that she really loved it. Sure, she had not been that thrilled about getting fucked in the first place but she had still been horny after playing with herself so once she got a cock inside of her she was all for it. James and Mr. Woodward climbed up on the table with her and knelt on each side of her head so they could continue to feed her their cocks. But after awhile Mr. Woodward got an idea and straddled Candi's upper body. He pushed his cock between her tits before pushing the globes together with his hands as he started to fuck them. "To bad they're plastic but it still feels great fucking them," he said. Candi could not reply to his comment about her tits being made of plastic because James had taken the opportunity of not having to share her face with anyone to shove most of his cock in her mouth. The four of them fucked like this for awhile, or rather the three men fucked Candi since she could not do much more than to lie there and take it. But then they wanted to changed places. Candi got up on all fours facing Mr. Kaplan so she could suck him as he stood in front of the table. James took Mr. Kaplan's place and fucked Candi's pussy. Mr. Woodward meanwhile crawled underneath Candi so he could suck and play with her tits. Of course, this position was not that fun for Mr. Woodward so he soon had them switch positions again. Candi ended up straddling Mr. Woodward, riding his cock while he reached up and fondled her tits. James stepped up in front of Candi and after she took his cock in her mouth, he began to face fuck her. A moment later Mr. Kaplan moved up behind her and grabbed her ass-cheeks. He spread her ass apart and she could feel the head of his cock touching her butt hole. Candi groaned loudly around the cock in her mouth an instant later when Mr. Kaplan pushed his whole cock up her rear passage. Candi always felt uncomfortable about anal sex and not only because she always thought it felt like someone suddenly shoved a Louisville Slugger up her butt instead of a cock during those first seconds after insertion. The real reason she felt uncomfortable was because back home anal sex was the worst sin and act a person could do. No decent person would even consider it and it was wildly believed that only whores and queers did it. So when Candi had arrived in Hollywood, she had been shocked to learn that not only was it normal for women in the movie industry to be fucked up the ass but it also seemed to be expected of them, especially during casual relationships while trying to gain some advantage. However, Candi had knew that if she wanted to become a movie star she would have to follow the example of the other women in the industry so hesitantly she had started to let men use her ass. Having a perfect bubble butt naturally meant plenty of men wanted to try it and she soon had a well plowed rear passage. Now she was just as willing as the next woman to welcome a man up a butt if he so desired but she still did not feel comfortable about doing it. Though, with the exception of a constant sore fullness the actual fucking felt really good, after the initial moment, of course. The three men had made her completely air tight. Candi could not do much more than get fucked and take it. Her whole universe was concentrated on the feeling of being completely impaled on a cock in each of her whole and she loved every second of it. Candi had not even been aware of that there was such a thing as being multi orgasmic until she took a cock in each of her holes at the same time and learnt that she was it. Candi was almost unconscious from pleasure and lack of air due to the cock blocking her throat most of the time when she felt Mr. Kaplan cum in her ass. The other two men calmed down while he pulled out and wiped himself on her butt tocks before climbing down from the table. James had pulled out of her mouth giving her a chance to fill her lungs with air and clear her head when she felt Mr. Woodward pull her of him. Candi briefly wondered if the men would change places again when she felt his cock poking at her rear opening instead. With a resigned sigh, Candi reached behind her and helped guide Mr. Woodward's cock in her ass. Squatting above his crotch, she held on to his hips as she begun pumping the cock with her ass. She had just gotten into a good rhythm when James stepped up to her and fed her his cock again. Mr. Woodward lasted little more than a minute up her ass and she soon felt a second load fill her bowels. He rolled her off him onto her back before he too climbed down the table. James immediately knelt over her chest, pushed his cock between her tits and started to fuck. Tit fucking did not do much for Candi so while James humped her tits; she reached down and fingered herself. She had just had a nice little orgasm when James blew a huge load completely drenching her tits and face in cum. When he was done Candi cleaned his cock with her mouth before pushing against his chest indicating she wanted him to get of her. "Well, this was fun Candi," James said with a sated grin as he got dressed again. "There's a box of tissues on the windowsill if you need some," he said and pointed at a pink box. Candi slowly took herself over to it. She was sore all over from the gangbang she just had received. The two other men had already left and James finished dressing while Candi was busy wiping spunk off her face and chest. "It was very nice meeting you again Candi. When you see Bob the next time, tell him I said hi and that I owe him one, okay," James said headed for the door. "But what about the movie?" Candi asked making James paused in the door. "Sorry, babe but the part has already been cast. I'll have the receptionist have security escort out when you're done. All right, sweetie," he said and left. Candi just stood dumbstruck staring at the door he just left through. She could not believe she had not gotten the part. They had practically promised her. She even helped them with advice on the character, advice they had loved. She let them gang bang her just to show how committed and willing she was to get the part and they still had not giving it to her. Worse, she could not believe she had done all that and then to hear that the part had already been cast. "Damnit!" Candi screamed and threw the box of tissues across the room. This was the fourth audition Bob, her agent, had sent her to this month where she had let herself get fucked for nothing. At least Bob had said that those fucks counted in her favour at a later audition. But that did not help her now. She needed to get a part and soon so she could get a breakthrough. What she did not need was to waste time getting fucked on a bunch of auditions that never led to anything. The only part she had had so far was as a background bikini girl on a beer commercial. Candi was painfully aware that her career was not going anywhere and she knew exactly whose fault that was, Bob's, her agent. It was his job to get her parts or get her into auditions that would lead to good parts and so far he had only manage to get her into auditions that were the most likely to get her fucked. He was supposed to scratch her back and make her a movie star. She was sure scratching his back a lot by sucking his cock. She could not believe that she gave him a blowjob once every week when it was obvious that he was neither motivated nor interested enough in her career to get her real movie part. It was perfectly clear to Candi that she had to do something drastic to get him more motivated. To begin with she figured she had to start going down on him more often. Candi retrieved the box of tissues and finished wiping herself off. After dressing, she had the receptionist call her a cab. She was heading straight to Bob, her agent, so she could give him a piece of her mind and suck his cock.