My name is Marissa. This story is about my sole experience in the pornography industry.
I was selected to perform on a TV sex game show after going through the audition process. I conformed to their specifications -- big breasts, small waist and moderate ass, round but not too fleshy. I would be one of 5 women participating, and from what I could tell, I was the only amateur actress picked. The scenario was simple: one man, the contestant, would inspect 5 women hidden behind a screen and choose his favorite based on their responses to his investigations. Then the women would be unveiled and he would have to guess which woman was his chosen one. The contestant's reward for guessing correctly would, of course, be sex with her.
We were asked to strip, and then rigged with small microphones so that the audience would be able to hear our responses to the contestant's exploration. Each of us was given a tube of lube to apply in order to be ready when the game began, but I didn't need it. I was literally dripping wet with the idea of being anonymously fondled by a strange man in front of a live audience. I surreptitiously wiped away the moisture running from my pussy down my leg and put away the lube.
We were positioned, totally nude, behind the first screen. We were lined up as if behind 5 glory holes, but for breasts, not pussies. We had to position our breasts to protrude through the hole in the screen. The lights were hot and staying positioned exactly was not easy. I was woman number three. I turned my head to watch number one and number two as they were felt by the young man. They seemed fairly unmoved. Then it was my turn.
Not being able to see what was coming next was exciting. The contestant cupped one breast and gently bounced it to sample its resiliency. Then he cupped both and pushed them together as if to see if I could be tit fucked. My breasts are large, so the answer was yes. His investigations continued. He touched, kneaded, and fondled my bare breasts in front of the audience and the cameras. When he began rubbing my nipples lightly, I moaned softly. The microphones detected even this, and I heard my moans amplified. As I felt more pinching, the audience heard louder moaning. I could feel pussy juice sliding down my leg. I was surprised when I felt his mouth on me, and caught my breath at the sensation. He sucked and nibbled and nipped for what felt like a long time. Then his attention was over; he went on to numbers 4 and 5. Neither of them made any noises. Only I had been turned on enough to be audible.
Next we were lined up behind a new screen that was very much like a glory hole as it exposed only our pussies. The other women stood naturally, with their legs together. Knowing I was being seen by so many people excited me, and I spread my legs so as to afford them a better view of my glistening wet lips. Again, I had to wait while numbers 1 and 2 were inspected. This time, they vocalized their pleasure. I didn't know what he would do with my anonymously exposed pussy.
It was my turn again. He used both hands to spread my legs further. He ran his hand lightly over my Mons and outer labia, evidently inspecting for smoothness. I had had a wax job just for this show, so I was baby smooth all over. Then he spread my outer lips, and kept them open for a while, letting the audience see me exposed, nothing hidden, all on display. My juice continued running, down both legs now. He noticed this and collected some on his finger. Perhaps he was tasting me, I imagined.
Next he slipped a finger between my outer lips, rubbing my inner lips, clitoris, and opening. My moans were again being broadcast. Everyone would know how much I liked being touched by a strange man. He slipped a single finger into me easily, and then added another. He plundered my pussy like this, bringing me close to orgasm, and then began touching my clitoris. That was too much and sent me over the edge. Everyone could hear me, and knew I had just climaxed.
He finished that round of inspection. I have always cum easily; men love that about me. But I was the only one who got so carried away as to cum on a stranger's fingers. None of the other girls had had an orgasm. I felt a mixture of pride and shame. Overarching everything, though, was out and out ravenous excitement. There were dozens of people in the live audience, and that was actually more exciting than the thought of being on television. These were real people, right there, nothing between them and me but a stage.
I was curious to know what was coming next. What happened was this: we had to bend over and stick our asses through another screen. We were given a table to lean our arms on, so as not to get too tired while holding the position for so long. Numbers one and two were pretty vocal, and they went on for a while. When number two finally quieted down, I knew I was next. It was thrilling that I had no idea what he might do to me.
Even though I knew I was next, his touch startled me. He gently rubbed my ass cheeks, as if sampling the softness of my skin. He gave me a couple of light slaps, and then squeezed my flesh, evidently enjoying the firmness. He pushed my legs further apart. Being compelled to do what he demanded was exciting. A strange man I couldn't even see was shoving my legs apart so the whole audience could see my exposed pussy.
He collected more of my juices from my thigh, perhaps to show the audience how depraved I was. Part of me cringed, knowing my whorish nature was being exposed. The rest of me waited with bated breath to find out what new sexual acts I would be subjected to. He used all of his fingers to investigate my vulva, allowing them to trail across my entire sex. I realized the hoarse panting I heard was my own.
Then he put two fingers inside me again, slipping them in and out with an occasional dexterous twist that stimulated new parts of my pussy. When he withdrew his fingers, I implored him not to stop, forgetting that the microphone communicated everything. Everyone heard me begging like the slut I was. I quickly became oblivious, though, when I felt him rub his cock up and down my inner lips. He teased me a bit, and then pushed in. I came hard and suddenly as he fucked me. I leaned all my weight on the table, thrusting my ass out. Ecstasy washed over me, and I blacked out for a few seconds.
Abruptly, he pulled out. I actually sobbed, feeling empty so suddenly. I was left to listen to four and five enjoy themselves. They were pros, though, and I thought they might not be getting any pleasure out of it. To them, it was just work. I might be the only one who actually enjoyed this lewd display.
