Author: Scytha Title: Has-been Part: 2 of 2 Universe: Starlett Summary: An old has-been starlet keeps on using her body to get parts but now for her clients of her actor agency. Content: MF. Oral. Anal 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 is the second stand alone piece about the main character, this time depicting her life after her dreams of stardom has been crushed. The story Wannabe comes before this one but it isn't necessary to have read that to read and enjoy this one. 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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ Has-been Candi deep throated her boss's cock, feeling his pubes brush against her lips. Whenever she sucked cock these days she could not help feeling proud over that she now could bob her head up and down like a normal blowjob but now with most of the cock in her throat or that no cock was no longer to long for her to swallow completely. Of course, she could not help feeling a bit sad that that was all she had to show after a Hollywood career, a failed Hollywood career to be precise. She never did become that movie star she dreamed of becoming when she first arrived to Hollywood. The best she had done was a number of minor supporting roles. Most of them in b-movie horror flicks where her major acting challenge was to take of her top in a sexy manner. Otherwise she had just been slotted to be one of the good looking background girls in commercials or movies. She often got used for r-rate action films when the hero busted up a strip club and they needed a hot looking woman with big tits and a nice ass slide on a pole in the background. Then she had always got the job. After awhile it had been apparent even to Candi herself that she would never get big in the normal movie industry. So aiming for at least make some money, she had reluctantly switch career into something Bob, her agent, had suggested all along. Porn. Candi had been a natural at fucking on film. She had had everything a porn star needed. A hot body and a willingness to let any number of men and women do nasty things to her as long as it was not too painful or disgusting. That she did not have any acting talent at all was something that had never mattered in the porn industry, especially when she easily could be tricked in to taking two cocks up the ass at the same time. Candi stared in a few dozen movies, making a good deal of money and even getting her own featurette called Candi's Anal Blast before she quit that career. She had wanted to become a star because she was a great actress, not because she looked good getting fucked on film. Instead Candi had started to work for Bob, her old agent, and became his junior associate. She brought certain womanly skills to the agency but most of the time her job consisted of secretarial duties, including taking care of his cock. So in that regard nothing much had changed. When she had been a budding starlet she had sucked of Bob several times a week just to encourage him to get her a major part. Even when she had become a porn star and that career had started to gain momentum so she no longer needed Bob so much, he still somehow had convinced her to suck his cock every time they met which had been weekly. So when Candi started to work for Bob she swore that she would never give him another blowjob for the rest of her life. Of course, he tricked her into sucking him off the first week, which had only made her even more determined. Not that it stopped her from being persuaded to giving him two more blowjobs the next week and so it continued. Despite her best intentions, her blowing the boss was a weekly thing already from the start and after a couple of months it had almost become a daily thing. That had been several years ago. Despite that Bob was now pushing sixty, he was still a horny bugger that had no trouble getting hard several times a day. He still had not given up couching blowjobs and fucks from the young starlets he was representing. But it still left plenty of boner over for Candi, especially since he now days was munching Viagra like M n Ms. In fact she was giving him more blowjobs than ever. Though, it no longer bothered Candi. Instead cock sucking had become such an integrated part of her day that it actually felt strange on weekends when she did not have to do it. Candi pumped Bob's cock in and out of her mouth and softly massaging his balls while she licked the rim of the head the way she knew Bob liked best. Most times Candi took her time and really got into the blowjob. Often she even fingered herself while she did it since she knew Bob enjoyed seeing her enjoy sucking him off. But this was not the time for a long sloppy blowjob. This was more of a `get him off quickly so they could back to work' kind of a blowjob. Candi sometimes wonder why he had her give him these kinds of blowjobs anyhow, since it seemed he only did it because he could. As it was Candi was thinking of other things and planning her day while she sucked him off purely by experience and reflex. It did not take long until Bob made his customary snort and filled Candi's mouth with cum. This kind of blowjob never did last long and they were not meant too. She swallowed the jism as fast as the cock pumped it out and as always Candi could not help from being impressed by the larger than normal loads Bob produced. Once he finally was done and Candi was full, she sucked his cock clean before giving the shaft and balls a last polish with her tongue. She put the cock back in his pants before zipping him up. Getting up from her knees, Candi buttoned up her blouse. She always blew Bob with her top off since he enjoyed watching and sometimes playing with her huge breast while she sucked him. With her breasts covered up and Bob's cock back in his pants no one could guess what had just taken place. Of course, Candi was still experiencing the after effects. "Damn it Bob. I wish you would cut back on those greasy pepperoni pizzas you're always stuffing yourself with," Candi said annoyed. "Not going to happen baby. I love those pizzas. Their practically a food group. Besides, they haven't killed me yet," Bob replied and patted his fat gut affectionately. "Yeah but it not your gut I'm concerned about. It the fact that I always has to suck their rancid after-taste from your balls the next day," Candi complained. "Like I'd care. Besides we both know you love it. Why else would you suck my cock everyday," Bob pointed out. "For your information I don't love it. At least not to swallow after a pepperoni night," Candi said grudgingly. "And I only blow you because without the bonus you pay me for it, I would not earn enough money to stay off welfare." It was true that Bob put a little extra in her pay check each week provide she sucked him off and it was not something Candi was proud off. But despite swearing never to suck off Bob ever again when she started to work for him, she was still doing it almost on a daily basis after just a few months. So when Bob had told him of the agreement he used to have with his old secretaries where they had provided a certain service in return for a little extra cash, Candi had agreed to the same thing. She had known that if she had not made the same agreement, Bob would still have cajoled her into blowing him for free, he always did somehow. This way Candi had figured she at least would get something for her trouble. Of course, Bob had neglected to tell Candi that her earlier secretaries had not let him get away with it all that often. Instead, he had encouraged Candi's belief that their agreement meant cock sucking was now part of her work duties and that it meant she had to do it when Bob, her boss told her. Soon Candi had been giving him daily blowjobs as part of her normal work routine. She even learned which tasks he liked getting blown while he was doing them and which tasks he enjoyed a blowjob after he had done them and she started to anticipate them. By now she was so used doing it that she would probably have been amazed at just how often she sucked his cock but she never thought about it because it was such an integrated part of her life. These days Candi only brought up their agreement was because she did not want Bob to know that she had come to like their whole deal and would be happy to keep her part of the agreement even without the extra pay. The truth was that Bob paid her well enough that she really did not need the extra cash. Of course, for Bob it had been the perfect situation. He had always had a fondness for blowjobs and had early found that he did a better job if a girl regularly cleaned out his pipes for him. Being a theatrical agent had really been the perfect profession for him in that regard, since it meant he regularly came in contact with young pretty women that was willing to do anything to get ahead and who found themselves beholden to him. Bob was of the old school type of agent who firmly believed that his female clients should show their gratitude to him with at least a blowjob. Strangely enough even at this day and age dominated by feminism and equality, all his female clients still went down on him without hesitation. Candi even knew of a couple women who had gone on and became stars both in the movies and in TV, one was even a lesbian, which had continued to regularly suck off Bob even when they were on the verge of getting big. He had also always been blessed with very understanding secretaries who had provided him with willing mouths as long he had put a little extra into the pay check each week. However, no one had ever been as understanding as Candi was and he had no qualms at exploiting it to the fullest. The best of all was that Candi seemed to enjoy it almost as much as he did. Bob would have married her if he had been certain it would not change the current situation. But since Candi did not mind letting him use her other holes now and then when he got tired of blowjobs Bob could not see why he should bother with marriage. "Well, you can forget that I'll stop eating pepperoni pizza," Bob said with a firm voice "And you can forget that I'll keep on sucking..." Candi begun the interrupted herself. "Who am I kidding. We both know I'll go down on you tomorrow again." "Don't be so sure. The day isn't over," Bob said with a grin. "Pig," Candi said with a smile of her own. "I still wish you stop eating those disgusting pizzas." "Not gonna happen." "Yeah I know. Sorry I snapped," Candi said and poured herself a cup of coffee to wash away the after-taste with. Candi knew that the real reason she was grumpy was because the blowjob had not been any fun for her. She really did not care if Bob stuffed himself with pepperoni pizzas. Sure it made his cum taste bad the next day but that was what Bob tasted and Candi had sort of grown fond of it. "So you want anything else Boss?" Candi asked. "Yeah, since you're standing at the pot you can give me a cup too," Bob told her. Candi filled another cup and walked it over to Bob. "Ain't you the perfect little secretary, getting coffee for the boss and giving him blowjobs," Bob said with a chuckle as he took the cup. "That wasn't even funny the first time," Candi told him, rolling her eyes. "Besides, I'm not your secretary. I'm your junior associate." "But it isn't funny if I say junior associate," Bob complained. "It isn't funny at all," Candi pointed out. "I swear there has to be some law against being bored to death by your boss." "Ha ha, very funny." Bob said. "Yeah, I know. I am funny unlike some other people in this room." "Okay, okay, I get the point. Now don't have any work to do besides bothering me?" "Well, I guess I could go and finish updating our client records, unless you have anything else for me to do?" "No go ahead as long as you give me some peace and quiet," Bob said. Candi started to leave when Bob stopped her. "Wait I almost forgot. I need you to have lunch with Jerry from New Faces Casting. Just a little meet and greet to remind them that we exist," Bob told her. "Sure. Where?" "I booked you a suite at Galaxy Hotel." "Oh, it's one of those kinds of lunch meeting," Candi said a bit disappointed. "Yes, that kind of meeting. New Faces gave one of our clients a major part in a TV series recently and rumours has it that FOX is giving them a contract for them to handle most of their casting needs. So we need to keep a close relationship with them at this time. Show them that we appreciate their work. That's where you come in. Jerry has a lot to say as a senior partner and you know he has a reputation of thinking with his dick, so let take advantage of it," Bob told her. "It was your idea to take these kinds of meetings after all." It had been. When Candi quit doing porn she had needed a job and the only thing she knew something about was how Hollywood worked. She already knew almost all the casting directors and slept with most of them so she had figured that she could work as an agent. Though it proved a lot harder than she had thought, so in the end she approached Bob for a job. When Bob first had become her agent he had sent her around to casting directors to get fucked and thus grease them so that they later would cast those clients of his that actually had some talent. Of course, Candi had after awhile started to wonder why she always seemed to end up getting fucked at her auditions and yet never seemed to get any parts. So she had gotten wise to his scheme and made him stop and since the number of times she got fucked had decreased with a significant amount Candi figured she after that at least got fucked for her own sake. So when she approached Bob about a job, she had suggested that she would resume in assisting him in that way, especially when he at that moment did not have another young naïve starlet that he could use. In return he made her an associate in the agency and gave her a small cut of the proceeds in addition to her pay. Since then Candi's job had mostly been as Bob's personal assistant and occasionally as Bob's stand in when he had to be in two places at once. But in addition Candi had to entertain directors, producers and casting directors when ever Bob believed that getting them laid would help secure a part for a client. Of course, unlike when Candi first had arrived in tinsel town, she was now wise enough to realize that Bob occasional used her to provide free pussy for his buddies. She also now knew that that too was part of the game so she just grudgingly pretended that she did not have a clue of what was going on and made Bob's friends happy. "I know it was my idea and don't worry I'll make sure Jerry has a good time," Candi reassured him. "It's just that sometimes I wonder if this is everything my life has come too. To get fucked for someone else's sake." "Hey, last time I looked your cut last year hit six figures so it's not like you're doing it for nothing," Bob pointed out. "But that's just money. If my goal with life was to get fucked for money I could have stayed in porn. At least then I was part of a creative process and had a career that could have lead to stardom," Candi replied. "I guess I just miss having dreams and trying fulfilling them. I still wish I could have movie career and become famous, even if it was just in porn." "I understand how you feel, kiddo. Most people realize at some point in their life that the life their living with a family, car and mortgages is far cry of the rock and roll life they imagined when they were young," Bob comforted her. "I guess you're right." Candi said with a sigh. "Just look at me. When I was young I always imagine I would become the next Thelonious Monk," he said. "Really?!" "Of course not stupid. God, you're really are blond. It's lucky you can't suck cock worth a damn otherwise you would be the perfect stereotype," Bob ragged her. "O wait, I just remembered you are a good cock sucker after all." "Well, it's lucky for you that I'm such a stereotype otherwise I wouldn't enjoy sucking cock so much and then I wouldn't go down on your prick so often," Candi said with a smile. "I guess," he said. "So are you feeling better now?" "Yeah, thanks," Candi told him. She was grateful he had cheered her up. "So you'll have lunch with Jerry?" "Of course, I will. I'm a blond, so how will they bury me in a Y-shaped coffin if I don't spread them now and again," Candi with a grin. A few minutes before half past twelve Candi knocked on the door to suite 512 in Galaxy Hotel. "It's open," a male voice called from inside. Candi opened the door and entered. But before she closed the door behind her, she took the plastic "Do Not Disturb" badge and hung outside on the handle. The room she came into was a fairly large living room. In the middle stood a sofa in front of a large TV. A panorama window offered a nice view of the Hollywood hills and the world famous Hollywood sign. A middle-aged man with as deep tan like most people in showbiz was sitting at a dinner table next to the window but when Candi entered, he got up to meet her. "Hello, Candi," he said and gave her a casual hug. "Hi, Jerry," Candi replied as they kissed cheeks. "So how are you?" Jerry asked. "I'm fine, thank you." "You sure look fine," Jerry complimented her with a grin. "That's so kind of you," Candi gave him a pleased smile. "And how are things with you?" "I can't complain. In fact, if things continue as they have I'll have to start doing the opposite," Jerry told her. "Yeah, I heard of the FOX contract," Candi inquired, trying to get some confirmation on the rumour. "Why don't we get something to eat before we talk business," Jerry replied without revealing anything. He led her to the table and Candi could see a half eaten Caesar Salad. "Sorry for starting without you but I got here early and I was hungry," Jerry apologized. "So what will you have? I'll call room service have it brought up," he said and picked up a hands free phone. "Nothing, thank you. I had a diet shake before I came here," Candi said. Being half way to forty meant she had to watch her weight like a hawk unlike when she was younger. Then she had been able to stuff herself without any worry about her figure. That was one part of her youth Candi really missed. "I'll have a drink though," she said. "There's a mini bar next to the TV or if you want something special I can call room service." "Mini bar is fine," Candi said and walked over to it. She fixed herself a rum and coke before sitting down next to Jerry. "Nice view," she said and looked out. "Yeah I guess," he said as he ate. "It's nice seeing you again Candi, it really is," he told her again. "It's just that, and don't take this the wrong way, Bob promised me some pussy if I had lunch with you here. I just wanted to make sure that's it been taken care off," Jerry said. "Relax Jerry. First off, I won't take it the wrong way and secondly; don't worry the pussy has been taken care off," Candi reassured him. "Will this do?" She spread her knees and pulled her dress up around her waist, letting him see all of her shaved pussy with its full puffy lips. She seldom wore panties during the summer plus this way she was always ready for a quickie if it was needed from her. "Yeah, that will do nicely," Jerry said happily as he stared at her crotch. "So Bob still have you fucking around for him." "Pretty much." "I remembered when you just started out. He had you getting screwed at all these fake auditions so he could secure parts for clients that actually had a talent. And you never had clue," Jerry said. "Well, I've wised up. Now days I make sure I get something out off it," Candi said prissily. She had not appreciated the no talent gibe, even if it was unintended. She started to pull down her dress again went Jerry reached out and stopped her. "No leave it. I like watching something pretty while I eat," he told her. "Then maybe you'd like to see the whole deal then?" Candi said. She stood up and pulled her dress over her head, tossing it on the sofa. Jerry grinned like a happy child as he looked at her body, completely naked with the exception of her stiletto heels. Candi always felt flattered that her body these days had the same reaction on men as it had when she was ten years younger even though she was closer to forty than thirty, although it was not as great looking as it had been back then. She knew her tummy started to sag slightly despite daily exercises and all her diets. Her ass was not the firm bubble butt it once had been but it had filled out in a womanly way so in that case the loss was not that big. Her main worry was her losing battle against her cellulites and she expected that she soon would need a professional's help with those. Her face on the other hand did not look a day over thirty with a little help of a friendly but expensive surgeon. Of course, her large breasts still looked just as firm and perky as they always had ever since she got her first implants after she just arrived. The only different was that her short porn career had made her increase them a cup size from Ds to double Ds. Another thing that had no changed after she got the implants was that she still did not need bras. "Wow. You look as good now as you did when I first saw you years ago," Jerry said impressed. "Thank you, that so nice of you," Candi said sincerely. "Do you really mean it?" she asked and turned around for him. "You bet I do." "I'm glad you think so because all this," Candi wet a finger in her mouth and traced it from her mouth, between her breasts, over her stomach and then between her lower lips before she stuck the tip inside her pussy, "is all yours to play with. So eat your lunch because you'll need all your strength," she told him. "I can't wait," he said excitably as she sat down again in such a way that he could see most of her body. Jerry ate in silence for a couple of minutes while Candi sipped on her drink. He tried to act casual but she could see that he was rushing it, plus he could not stop staring at her naked body. "Damn, this is going to be so great. I've always thought you were beautiful Candi and it must be years since we last slept together," Jerry said between bites. "Only six months actually," Candi said. "Really?" "Yes, it was during that convention in Las Vegas," she told him. "Yeah, now I remember," he said. "What was it for that time?" "Nothing really. You got me drunk in the bar and we ended up in bed together," Candi told him. "That's right, now that you say it. I must have been pretty plastered too since I barely remember it," Jerry said with a chuckle. "You must have, because you don't easily forget a night with me," Candi teased him. "I'll hold you up to that promise," he said with another chuckle. "Not with the pace you're eating." "Don't worry, I'm all done," he said and put down his fork. He was halfway out of the chair when he suddenly stopped. "Damn it, I just remembered. What time is it?" "About a quarter to one," Candi said after a glance on the clock on the wall. "I'm sorry about this but I just remembered that I have a very important phone call at one o'clock that I can't miss. I'd completely forgotten it," Jerry apologized. "Don't worry about it. Want me to give you a blowjob while we wait?" she offered. "You do that?" "Sure, I'm just the pussy Bob set you up with. You're calling the shots," Candi told as she slipped of her chair and squatted in front of him. She unzipped his pants and was not surprised when she took out an already hard cock. She would have been worried if it had not been hard after sitting naked beside him for the last fifteen minutes. Watching his face, she gave him a look that said she loved this as much as he did, as she took him in her mouth. Something that was not far from the truth. Candi proceeded to give him a long sloppy blowjob, really drawing things out and making sure that she to had fun and enjoyed herself. Unlike the quick blowjob she had given Bob earlier that morning. Still no man could last forever in her skilled mouth and after a ten minute blowjob Candi knew Jerry was ready to explode. Pulling him out she looked up at him. "Maybe we should slow down and take a break. I got other places you can put this thing," she suggested. "Don't worry. I've already taken one of my blue pills," Jerry said and shook a Viagra bottle. "You finish what you're doing now and I'll be ready for a second round after I've taken my call," he told her. "Great," Candi said happily. She could not help giggling when she saw the surprised look on Jerry's face when he realized that she was sincere and really was happy that he would come in her mouth. Of course, once she knew she could get her treat Candi did not want to wait any longer than she had too. Thirty seconds later Jerry was groaning and emptying his nuts in Candi's eager mouth. "Nice," she said with a satisfied sigh after she had swallowed every drop, before she took the cock back in her mouth to clean it off. "So are you going to catch that call in time?" she asked as she stood up again. "It's just over five to one so I'll get it," Jerry told her. "Can I time it or what," she said pleased. "I guess but I'm more impressed by the amazing blowjobs you give. Best one I've ever had I think," Jerry said. "Thank you, that so sweet," Candi said flattered and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll just go in to the bed room and you can you me after your call," she suggested. The bed room had the typical anonymous hotel look but Candi was only interested in the king size double bed occupying it. She lay down on top of the covers and softly caressed herself as she listen to Jerry's muffled voice as he took the call in the other room. Ten minutes later the call was over and she heard him walk towards the bedroom. He stopped abruptly in door though, when he saw her lying on the bed with her legs apart playing with herself. "Sorry for starting without you but I got here early and I was horny," Candi said with a grin, paraphrasing his earlier apology for starting to eat without her. "I think I can forgive you," he said in a strained voice. "You seem to be a bit over dressed for this party thought," Candi said, indicating the suit Jerry was still wearing. He practically ripped his clothes off and Candi was pleased to see that he already had another hard on. After literally jumping into bed with her, he took her in his arms and gave her a long kiss. They made out for awhile as their explored each others bodies with their hands, although Jerry did most of the exploring. It did not take long before he turned his attention to the two things all of Candi's partners found the most interesting. Jerry sucked and played with her breasts for several minutes. He then started to crawl lower but Candi stopped him. "You don't have to do that. I'm here for your sake, remember?" she told him. "Besides, I'm so wet down there that you'd probably drown." "Damn, you are my kind of slut, Candi," Jerry replied and gave her a deep kiss. Though, in truth it had nothing with her focusing solely on Jerry's pleasure, she was thinking just as much on her own pleasure. She just did not like when men went down on her. It felt too wet and messy for her taste, even though it obviously also felt good. Women were another matter, however. They were somehow neater so in their cases Candi loved getting licked. It was just when men did it she disliked it. Instead of going down on her, Jerry got on top of her. He pushed his cock inside her wet pussy and they both moaned as he bottomed out. He fucked her franticly in the missionary position as she clawed at his back until she screamed out an orgasm. Once she came down from her peak, Candi rolled them over until she was on top. She fed her dangling breasts to his mouth as she rode the cock to another loud orgasm. The feel of her pussy squeezing and shivering in the throes of climax was enough to bring Jerry over the edge to and he pumped her full of cum. Afterwards they collapsed on each others, trying to regain their breaths. "Wow, that was great," Jerry said with a sated sigh. "I think I'm still seeing stars. Thank you," Candi said and gave him a kiss. "What are you thanking me for? It's I that should be thanking you for doing a great job," he said. "Then I guess I'm thanking you for the job satisfaction I get," Candi said with a smile and another kiss before she rolled off him. His cock was pulled out of her with a noisy squelch and Candi could feel semen slowly run down the insides of her thighs. They cuddled and half dozed for more than a quarter of an hour when Jerry's hands started to become more active on her tits and Candi figured he soon wanted another go. Sure enough, a couple minutes later, Jerry gave her a kiss and asked. "Do you want to see if you can get me hard one more time?" "Do I ever," Candi answered eagerly. As she crawled down towards his cock, Candi could not help being amused at the amazed look Jerry had given her. She knew that most of her partners thought that her slutty attitude was an act. But did they really think that she would be willing to fuck around like this, as her job nonetheless, if she did not love sex. Candi took his soft cock in her mouth and started to suck. It immediately stiffened up a bit which was a good sign. She could taste her own juices and Jerry's sperm on the cock as she sucked and she could not help feeling a bit naughty for liking the taste. Five minutes later she was sitting on her legs and sucking on a hard cock again. Jerry had been playing with her ass as she sucked him and know he had a finger shoved up to the knuckle in her ass. "Think I can fuck this hole this time?" he asked. "Of course you can," Candi answered matter a factly after taking the cock out of her mouth. "God, I wish my wife was like you," he sighed. "But you're not fucking it without lube; no one gets to do that. I got some KY in my purse. Why don't you go get it," Candi told him. Jerry got out of bed and disappeared into the other room. When he came back carrying the tube of jelly, Candi was already in position on all fours on the bed. Jerry rubbed a thick layer on his cock before he pushed the tubes nozzle up Candi's ass hole and squeezed. "Fuck, that's cold," Candi swore. "Sorry, let me warm it up for you," Jerry said and replaced the nozzle with the head of his cock. Candi whined and moaned the whole time he was shoving it inside. She had always thought that taking a cock up her ass felt like someone was pushing a baseball bat up her pooper. Though once it was in, then with the exception of a sore fullness it always felt good getting fucked with the bat. When she first came to Hollywood she had felt guilty about having anal sex due in large part of the opinions held by her folks and her reverend back home. She no longer felt guilty about having anal sex. A career in porn saw too that but she sometimes wished her mother would talk to her again. These days she expected to take it in the ass and was perfectly happy to let any man do it if he wanted it. Which was lucky since most her fucks was part of the Hollywood game of favours and repayment and most men acted like selfish bastards when they knew the fuck had an angle. Few were as polite as Jerry and asked. Most just pushed their cock in the whatever hole they wanted without bothering what she thought about it and despite what she had told Jerry, Candi only got her partners to lube up if she had time to ask, otherwise she took them dry. Not that anal sex did much for her anyway, at least not without help, just as for tit fucking another place she regularly got fucked. "Fuck, I wanted to do this ever since you said you were the pussy Bob set me up with," Jerry said as he pounded her in the butt. "Well, you got what you wanted," Candi moaned and reached down between her legs to stroke her clit. "You know I have your film Candi's Anal Blast. It's one of my favourite porn movies," he told her. "I didn't know you were a fan." "You bet I am. Four hours of nothing but ass," He said quoting the film's slogan. "It so hot that you only take it in the ass for the whole movie, except for blowjobs of course. I meant two hours of only anal sex." "Actually it took three days to film," Candi told him. "Three days with nothing but ass. Damn, that turns me on. I wouldn't mind an all anal blast myself sometime," Jerry said. "I think that could be arranged," Candi told him. "You're kidding right?" "No. If some of Bob's and my clients become stars on FOX after you get that contract, I'm sure we could fix a re-enactment of the film. Imagine, you pumped up on Viagra and my butt hole for you to use for as long as you can," Candi suggested, knowing an in when she heard one. "You'd really do that?" Jerry asked. "I'd love to do it," Candi lied. Sure, she did not mind getting ass fucked once or twice in a night but she was not so sure she wanted to get fuck in the ass several times in one night. She still remembered the third day of filming. She had always known that you could produce tears with special ointments but that was when she had learnt that there was an ointment that could stop tears from forming. The director had told her that the trick behind good anal movies was that no one could see the difference between pain and pleasure on video. However, Candi knew that if Bob would get a couple of clients on FOX shows then her cut would be worth the discomfort. "Just think of this as the preview," Candi told Jerry. "O man, that's so hot," he replied and reached down and grabbed her hanging breasts. With that image in his head it did not take long before Jerry exploded in her ass. Candi was standing freshly showered in Bob's office again at three. "So how did it go with Jerry?" Bob asked after she had given them both cups of coffee. "It went well. I sent him off with a smile on his face if you know what I mean," Candi told him. "I also think I managed to make a deal with him that would give our clients a leg up when New Faces get the contract with FOX." "That's great. So what kind of deal are we talking about?" "The personal kind," Candi said with a smile. "One of those, that's good I like those. Firstly, they are cheap and secondly I'm a pervert," Bob said with a grin. "So are you going to tell me all the naughty little details or not?" "Well, if you must know it seems Jerry is a fan of my most famous movie and he has this dream of acting out some of the scenes with the star of the movie. I told him that if we end up representing some FOX stars then he just might get his dream fulfilled," Candi told Bob. "Ouch. I guess I better buy you a pillow then," Bob said sympathetically. "I'll probably need it," Candi replied with a sigh. "Cheer up though. I got some great news too and they concern you," Bob said. "You have? What is it?" Candi asked curiously. "I've gotten you a part in a film," Bob told her triumphantly. "You have?!" Candi shrieked excitable. "Please, tell me this isn't one of your jokes." "It's not a joke. You really got the part, if you want it that is," Bob assured her. "Thank you, thank you. This is so great," Candi said happily and rushed over and gave Bob a big hug and a kiss. "But why and how?" she asked. "I remembered what you said this morning about missing being an actress and being part of movie making. So when this bloke called after you left, desperate to find a replacement for some actress that dropped out at the last moment, I immediately thought of you. That part sounded perfect for you so I suggested your name. He actually recognized your name and was very eager to give you the role," Bob explained. "Thank you Bob. This is the sweetest thing anyone done for me in ages," Candi said deeply touched. "It's nothing to get excited about, kiddo. It's just a small scene they need to shoot tomorrow," Bob said. "It's tomorrow?" "Yes, I said it was a last minute replacement job." "So what's the part then?" Candi wondered. "I don't know much. Some sort of soccer mum I think. The guy didn't give me much information over the phone. I'm sure they'll tell you everything you need on the set," Bob said. "But did he at least tell you the title of the movie?" Candi asked. "MILF Gangbang 3," Bob told her. "Oh it's porn," Candi said disappointed as all of her excitement evaporated in one breath. "But you did say earlier that you wished you could resume an acting career, even in porn if you could," Bob said confused. "Yes, I know and I guess I even meant it in some way. It's just that when you told me that you got me a part I thought you mean a real acting job. That I'd get to some real acting one last time even if it was just a really minor role or some small commercial. Not that it meant look good naked when some guy fucked me in front of a camera," Candi said. "A couple of guys actually. The name was MILF Gangbang 3 after all," Bob pointed out. "Whatever. My point is that I didn't really want a shot at a new career. Just to get to live the dream one last time," Candi told him with a sigh. "Sorry, I didn't realize. I thought you meant it like you wanted to go back as an actor and since you were the most successful in porn I thought this would be a great opportunity for you to make a comeback," Bob said. "I know you did and I really appreciate that you thought of it," Candi told him and gave him a caring smile. "Well then with that straightened out I guess I better call the guy back and tell him that he just has to keep looking," Bob said and picked up the phone. "No, no, no, wait! Don't call him!" Candi shouted desperately. "What?" Bob said completely confused. "I never said I wouldn't do it, so you don't have to call him," Candi said. "But you just said..." "I said that I was disappointed about it not being a real acting job. That didn't mean I wasn't happy about getting the part. So its porn but it's still the movies and that means I'll still get to live the dream," Candi explained to him. "Besides everyone knows I can't act for shit. But I've always looked good naked when a guy fucked me, so it's probably for the best that it's a porn scene. At least this way I won't risk fucking up my last job as an actress." "It doesn't need to be your last job. As I said this could be a great opportunity for a comeback. This MILF thing is getting big and with your experience and familiar name plenty of people would want to work with you," Bob said. "I'm certain that if you wanted to you would have no problem making a career out of this as one the hottest MILF out there. I always said giving up porn was your biggest mistake." "Maybe it was and I won't deny that I'm not tempted at having a go at it," Candi admitted. "But what about this job?" "You shouldn't have a problem combining the two," Bob said. "So you'll drop down a few hours but it is porn we're talking about. You'll probably only shoot a couple times a month tops." "I guess you're right. I'll do the scene tomorrow and feel how it feels before deciding but I think I actually want to do it," Candi said. "That's great. Just don't expect to shooting many movies though. Most of the porn is made by a couple of guys with a DV camera in some basement and put on some website or other," Bob explained. "I know that." "Well, what I'm trying to tell you is that real money is in doing short scenes for what ever internet site that wants you and not in movies. It's not glamorous and you'll probably never get to be a star," Bob told her. "I'm too old to be a star anyway besides I know I'll always be a star for the guys watching me," Candi said. "So you'll do it?" "I'll decide after tomorrow but yeah I think so," Candi said determined. "Oh one more thing. If you do this you're not getting a cut out of my 15% I get from your pay," Bob told her. "Don't worry, I promised you get to keep your 10% all to yourself," Candi said with a smile and left her sputtering agent as she went out of his office.