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.

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                              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.