Reluctant Porno Casting

Why am I doing this? For the money? Yes. To please my boyfriend? Yes but it's the money that will please him. Would I do it without him pushing me? I doubt it. Can I do it? I don't know. Has he some sort of control over me, this goes against everything I believe in, everything I hold dear?

But here I am sitting facing a fat balding man who can give me a part in a porno film which will clear our debts and give us something to live on.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Eighteen," but he knows that he has my i.d. I gripped my handbag tighter, holding it protectively in my lap. My knees firmly together, my shoulders a bit hunched and my eyes down.

"What's your name and where are you from?"

"Kit and from Manchester," he knows all this, it's on my i.d. Well my name isn't it's Kathleen but everyone calls me Kit.

"You are not going to get very far in adult films if you behave as you are, stand up and do a sexy pose and I'll take a couple of photos." He is old and overweight, not the sort of person to make me feel sexy. I looked up, sort of through my eyelashes, shy and doing my best to look seductive. I smiled. He seemed pleased.

I stood and put my hand on my hip, my weight on one leg and gave my sexiest look. I turned and looked over my shoulder, I have a nice although small and thus unfashionable bum but also small tits. I smiled and tried to look as though I was enjoying it.

"Very good," he said. "Stay like that and lift your skirt, show a bit of leg." I have good legs and am wearing heels so I lifted my skirt. "Very nice, I think you need to take your jacket off."

This is the beginning of the end, I pulled my jacket off my shoulder, giving him a sexy look as I did it. I removed my jacket and wondered what to do with it. "Put it on the chair," he told me. "Now the shirt."

I looked him in the eye as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, starting at the top I worked my way down exposing my white crop top that I wore instead of the bra I do not need. I put the top on the chair with my jacket.

"Skirt," short and to the point, perhaps I was not going fast enough. I wish he was a bit more supportive.

"Okay," gulp, I unfastened my skirt and let it fall to the floor, I stepped out of it and threw it on the chair. I stood facing him, legs together and my hands clasped in front of me, in front of my pussy. My knickers matched my lace crop top and were very full, boy shorts but lacy. My very small tits were not worth hiding although I could feel my nipples pushing out my top.

"Put your hands on your head," he ordered, not in a brusque manner but not in a friendly or supportive way. He has probably done this hundreds of times so expects me to do as he says without any qualms. I have lots of qualms, so many I have sweaty palms which I am going to wipe on my hair.

I stood with my hands on my head, trying to look young and sexy but think I looked young and vulnerable which was probably as good. He made me move around. "Stand with your back to me and look at me while I take a photo," he took the photo. "Put your thumb in the back of your knickers and pull them down to show your bum crack," I did what he told me.

Turn around and pull the front down so I can see your pussy," This is the point of no return, he wants to see my pussy! Using two thumbs I eased the waistband down to just below my pussy. I kept my eyes down, I was blushing. He reached over and tried to put a finger into my dry pussy.

"Get off you pervert, you've no intention of giving me a job, my tits aren't big enough, you just want to take advantage of me. If you did think I could do porn you'd have looked at my tits. My non-existent tits before you tried to get in my pussy." I railed at him.

"You stupid little cunt, have you never seen porn? The eighteen year old school girl who needs to persuade the teacher to give her better grades or gets punished when caught smoking. The step daughter who gets fucked by her step father, step brother or interfered with by the step mother. The scenes are endless for a pretty young girl like you. Do you mind being spanked?" God he was mad at me, shouting and red in the face. "Put your hands straight up," I did, without thinking and he pulled my top up and while I was trying to remove it he grabbed my nipples, squeezing them.

"Well you stupid bitch you've got the look now lets see if you can suck and fuck. Get on your knees and suck my cock or get out." He kept hold of my nipples as I lowered myself, my eyes were watering but not as much as my pussy. The power he had from nowhere, I took his semi hard cock out and put it in my mouth, holding it with one hand. I held on to it as I had it going in and out. I do a pretty good blowjob.

He held my hair on each side and pulled me onto him. I kept my hand on his cock so it didn't go into my throat. Oh god what am I doing, why am I so turned on? The second he lost his temper and started yelling my pussy started welling up. Oh fuck my nipples hurt I can't resist him.

"Okay, you can suck let's see how you fuck. Kneel on the couch," I did, I need fucking, he filled me straight away. It was wonderful, this old fat bloke was giving me the fuck of my life. Before he turned me over he spanked my bum several times turning me on even more. He swung me round and started fucking me again, I shouted as I climaxed. He pulled out and sprayed over my stomach and up to my tits.

He pushed his cock into my mouth, this was the first time I had tasted myself, not too bad. He put his cock away, threw me a pack of tissues. "Wipe yourself and get dressed. D'ya do anal?" He was back to his discourteous, even unkind self.

"Err, no."

"You get paid more for anal, do you like sex with women? What do you like?"

"Sex with men, I've never tried women. Err... I like to be spanked." Well I do, not violently, but I would enjoy being a schoolgirl being punished.

"Spanked is good, can you act?"

"I starred in the school plays, I was pretty good and people tried to persuade me to go to drama school." I realised that it didn't matter any more, whether I got a part or not, what I have got is freedom. Freedom to do what I want, beholden to no one. No longer controlled, at some point, I think near my orgasm I had a light bulb moment. I can do what I want!

I left with the promise of a call tomorrow and twenty pounds of expenses. Will I never hear from him again? Have I just been a low cost prostitute? Now I had climaxed, wiped his stuff off me with a tissue and put my clothes back on while he totally ignored me. I felt cheap, used; is this for me? I didn't expect him to hold me and whisper sweet nothings but to be handed a box of tissues and ignored is a bit much. Perhaps this is what the porn industry is like. In my new found freedom I held my head up and walked out.

I met my boyfriend in a nearby pub. He took the money off me and went to the bar, no interest in what I had done to get it. He came back with a half for me and a pint for him and complete indifference to what he had made me do.

I realised what an arsehole he was, he would pimp me out. He'd have me have sex with anybody as long as they paid him. I had let him control me all this time. What the hell was I thinking? I went to the ladies and out the back door. The spell was broken by my porn audition!

I didn't look back.