The Prologue
The phone call came through at seven pm and I was to be there by nine.
It was Alex, my scheming agent.
"I've just received a phone call from a director who wants you to do an audition at a party tonight."
"But..."
"No 'buts' about it, Emily. Just be there for nine. You'll be met at reception by Robert. He's an actor who's auditioning too."
He gave me the address which was by Central Park. So, I thought, "Well, it's worth turning up just to see the place, and meet the people even if I don't get the job."
Alex had said, "Just wear something light and breezy."
And I'd almost said,
"
You mean
something easy to take off..."
: judging by some of the parts he'd found me.
If I'd only known...
I had a shower and was ready in an hour, but it was just before nine by the time I finally got to the building. I was met outside by Robert, who'd recognised me from Alex's description. He was rather dashing, very handsome and cutting a fine figure in his expensive designer suit.
"Hi Emily, glad you could make it. We'd better get a move on. We're cutting it fine as it is. Alex has filled you in on what you're doing?"
"Well, I know it's an audition," I said, "but Alex was a bit vague about what it was actually for."
"Ahh...," said Robert, "Yes, it's a kind of audition for us. But it's actually a party for everyone else. They're celebrating the success of their latest film release. The producer, director, and casting director, will be there."
"Well, that sounds hopeful," I interjected.
"But
our
role is to play '
The Amorous Couple'
at the party," Robert continued. "Basically, we start kissing, then snogging, then necking, then we get carried away..."
He paused slightly hesitantly, and I questioned suspiciously:
"Yes, and then what?"
"Then I fuck you in front of everyone."
"What?!" I exclaimed.
"Look, we haven't got much time to talk about this:
'
The Amorous Couple'
are an attractive sexy couple planted in a party, usually by the host, who have unbridled passionate sex in front of everyone, as an entertaining focal point, to make the partygoers feel randy and less inhibited, so they all have more fun!"
"And you think you're really going to fuck me in front of everyone?" I gasped. "What makes you think I would even do that! I don't even know you!"
"Don't worry," Robert laughed, "By the time I fuck you, you'll be wet and willing, even begging for it."
He obviously had a very high opinion of himself and his foreplay. But I had to admit, despite the initial shock, I could feel that tell-tale warm sensation in my pussy, as I became moist at the mere thought of him putting his hard erect cock inside me, and fucking me - even if it was in front of gawping strangers - in a smart apartment overlooking Central Park.
"Look, we've got to move now, or we'll miss our spot. There's $10,000 in it for you. You're an actress, you know what you have to do, and from what Alex says, you know how to do it. And, as I say, it is an audition as well: the director of
Deep Thrust
is going to be there."
All I could think was,
"Typical bloody Alex, another fine role he's got me into!"
Just like the simulated sex scene in
Duncumbe Abbey
, where I ended up actually being fucked, and the resistance worker in
Big Insurrection
, where I was mercilessly fucked by several porn stars even though I was just 'an extra'!
I wondered if he had told Andrew about that! And here I was again, expected to play another raunchy role where I end up being fucked. At least I know, this time!
"Okay! In for a penny, in for a pounding!" I exclaimed with enthusiastic resignation. Robert laughed,
"Come on then. You know you'll enjoy it."
The Shoot
The apartment was beautiful. It must have been very, very expensive. The living room was huge, with uninterrupted views over Central Park. The room was adorned with beautiful furnishings, contemporary furniture, and modern abstract paintings. It just reeked of success but also perfect good taste.
After grabbing a couple of glasses of wine, Robert found a space for us to sit on a large sideboard just to the side of the floor to ceiling French windows that looked over the Park.
It was a party full of those successful types that ooze confidence and money: mainly film producers, directors, actors, musicians. Robert pointed out who was who and we chatted away and flirted for a few minutes; that first glass of wine was gone in no time, and he got me another.
"So, we're going to do it just here?"
"Yes, right where we are now. It's an ideal place. Everyone can easily see us, and this sideboard will come in handy."
"And what will happen?"
"I'll lead the way. You follow. We just make it as natural as possible. We've already done a bit of flirting. We are obviously attracted to each other, and you turn me on, and I can't wait to get my hands in your panties! So, I'll just start with a little affectionate kiss and then we'll just let nature take its course as if we were alone and we have no hangups or barriers to worry about..."
"And how will our act finish?" I said interestedly. Robert laughed and said,
"Well, in uncontrollable orgasms all round, I hope. How would you
like
it to finish?"
"You know what I mean!" I said rather coyly.
"How would
you
like it to finish?" He asked again and continued:
"I can cum on your face. I can cum in your mouth; all over your breasts, on your ass or cunt. Or..." and he said this rather slowly and sexily, "You can have your little pussy filled full of hot spunk."
I felt a gush of hot love juice at the thought! My body telling me it liked that idea...
"Ooh! That would be nice!" I purred.
"Or it might be even better than that..."
But before I could enquire what could be even better than that, he'd put down his glass of wine and was whispering into my ear with a mock sexy French accent,
"Time we maka ze laaave...!"
He put his soft lips to mine, and gently kissed me.
I liked the smell of the wine on his breath and his eau de cologne, and the feel of his lips on mine. I liked the way he was holding and touching me. And there was no doubt about it, I liked the way he looked; he was tall, dark, and very classically handsome. Not only that, but he was fit - strong and muscular. I could just let go and actually swoon in his arms.
And in that moment, maybe it was the wine, I was ready to give myself to him and closed my eyes.
At first, he was gentle and intimate, kissing me softly and tenderly, caressing me affectionately. Then, as the sexual attraction started taking over, he became more passionate: pulling me roughly towards him, kissing me fervently, hands on my breasts; hands squeezing my ass. I could feel he was hard already; and my nipples were instantly erect. I became oblivious to everything outside our bubble full of desire. With our lips still pressed tightly together, tongues in each other's mouths, he was taking his jacket off while I undid his shirt buttons. Next, he had my blouse off while I undid his trouser belt.
We're going to get it on all right! My pussy was on fire with expectation. I needed his hard cock inside me.
This was very very naughty - in front of everyone - I know it's bad, but it was really turning me on. Surely, he wouldn't really take it that far and fuck me in front of everyone. It was shameless! The thought that we were actually going to fuck right in front of all these people... It was so indecent, positively depraved! And so exciting!
As he was undoing my bra, I glanced around the room. They were definitely watching us now: a few puzzled looks of astonishment but mainly smiles of amusement and approval. My breasts came out to cheers and a cat-whistle, nearly drowned out by the music which was being turned up loud and playing, 'Hot in Herre'.
I smiled. The floor show was on!
His lips were sucking my nipples now; the end of his tongue teasing them, and his teeth provoking them with nibbles and little bites. I got his cock out and started stroking it. I could feel it throbbing, pulsating even. "I hope he isn't going to cum too soon. No, he is a professional," but the sexual energy between us was ready to explode! I went down on his cock; pulled the foreskin right back, licked the helmet then put my lips around it. I took that throbbing cock deep into my mouth and sucked it.
As he stood up slowly. I went down on my knees with his cock still in my mouth pulling his trousers down and off. He pulled my hair back and looked down into my eyes. His cock felt nice in my mouth. I took it out a couple of times to display it for all to see, especially the women; it was a good-looking cock standing on parade: a nice straight shaft with nearly hidden veins and a smooth engorged red helmet. It was just the right size: big, but not stupidly big; impressive I'd say: perfect for fucking, ejaculating and impregnating. And that's what I wanted. I wanted his cock inside me now. I cupped his tight solid balls in my other hand. Mmmm! I was looking forward to those balls being completely emptied in my pussy. But I needed his cock inside me first and fucking me good.
Before I could take him back in my mouth, he stood me up, unzipped my skirt and slipped it down. He pushed me back on the sideboard and pulled off my sodden knickers. His tongue was in my pussy, and I came immediately. Not a squirt, just a gush of love juice.
God, I was ready to be fucked.
And he obliged me: after a few minutes of exciting my engorged clit with his tongue - I was ready to cum yet again - he stood up, lifted my legs up high and wide apart and slowly sank his hard throbbing cock deep inside my wet pussy right up to his balls, and started fucking me. I came almost immediately:
"Oooooooooohhhhhhh!"
