“Another motel room.  Another day in L.A.  Right here, got a brand new female, and her name is….”

 

“Jennifer,” the blonde chimes in.

 

“Where are you from?”

 

“L.A.  I saw your job ad in the paper.  Escort.”

 

“And had a lot of questions, right?  I told you I shoot some video of girls when I first decide if I’m going to hire them.  And you’re cool with that.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“So, when you walked in—the lights are on; the camera’s on—we’re just going to roll with it.”

 

“OK.”

 

“Go ahead and sit on the bed,” he says.  “Make yourself comfortable.

 

In her pink top and black pants, the blonde kicks off her shoes and jumps onto the bed.  Joe takes a second look at her bazooms and exclaims:  “Big tits!  Are your tits implants or real?”

 

“They’re implants.”

 

“How old are you?”

 

“I’m twenty-one.”  By now, she’s relaxing back, nerves gone, a girlish grin on her sexy face.

 

“What’s your situation?” he asks.  “Are you working?”

 

“No.”

 

“How serious are you about making some money?”

 

“Very serious.”

 

“I can send you out on some escort calls.  What do you think an escort does?”

 

“Basically, I guess a guy calls in.  He wants a girl to accompany him, like to a company party.”

 

“No.  That’s not what they do.  I can talk to you straight out, right?  A guy calls an escort, because he wants some pussy.”

Jennifer smiles and shrugs at the news. “Oh.”

 

“They’re calling an escort because they want to fuck you.  OK?”

 

“Oh” again, still surprised—but still smiling.

 

“I gotta see your tits,” Joe says.  “Show me your tits.  She lowers the big scoop of frilly-bordered pink top below her impressive globes and gives Joe a great view.  He cops a thorough feel on the knobs.  “You’ve only known me for 15 minutes,” he tells her, “and already you’re showing me your tits.  I’ve told you this is a job where men fuck you.  How bad do you need money?”

 

“Really bad.”

 

He has her stand on the bed and discard her top, then peel out of her snug-fitting, ass-flattering pants.  In her black-bordered pink bikini panties, she looks juicy, all right.  The skimpy panties go, leaving the blonde with the Rubenesque figure stark naked—with the exception of a birth control patch above her cunt—standing on a motel bed.

 

“I want you to do something for me,” Joe says.

 

He gets her bouncing up and down on the mattress, yelling, “I need a job!  I need a job!  I’ll suck anybody’s dick.  I need a job.  I’ll fuck anybody!”

 

Then he gives her three seconds to scramble off the bed, get to where he sits, kneel and wolf down his rod.  She makes it in time, and is quickly showing off her cocksucking techniques.  In and out of her face the dick travels, till the girl gives the cock-head a wet, back-and-forth brushing with her tongue and lips.

 

“Oh, shit!” Joe yells out, as she scrubs his rod vigorously, on and on, faster and faster.

 

She holds it between her thumb and index finger, keeping it straight so she can go all the way down on it.  All the while, she’s making a wild slurping sound that would thrill any man.  Briefly, she lifts her lips off the helmet-shaped glans to wipe all around it with the tip of her tongue, mopping up scads of thick saliva that gush from her mouth and soon coat the whole cock shaft.

 

What a blowjob!

 

“Fuck, yeah,” Joe gasps.  “Brand new shit here.”  Then, doubting:  “Never made a porno before?”

 

“Uh-uh,” Jennifer says through the dick in her mouth, indicating no and shaking her head back and forth.

 

She continues with the fabulous blowjob, taking the boner from her mouth to slap it against her cheeks, then spitting on it and repeating the wet-slap treatment before sticking it back into her avaricious mouth for still more sucking!

 

After a time, she’s licking his balls, then nipping at the scrotum and pulling on the wrinkled skin, only to let it snap back and to nip it again!

 

“I’m leaning towards hiring you,” he says, making her eyes twinkle and drawing a laugh from her luscious mouth.

 

Soon she’s got his prick pressed between her jugs with both hands, spitting on it again for lubrication, then tit-stroking it in a mad breast fuck that fills Joe with passionate pleasure.  She leans her face down and catches the blunt cock-head with the tip of her tongue, tickling it as she fucks him with her bosom!

 

Joe has her pause for a second and announce in a loud voice:  “Joe Pusher’s my pimp!” 

 

 Joe’s ready to fuck her and says, “I want you to stand up, turn around and put it in your pussy.”  Jennifer does as she’s told, and the next thing Joe knows, she’s sat right down on his flesh pole, guiding it with one hand right up into her snatch.

 

She bounces up and down, drilling her twat with his hard-on, and in that position, she gives him a good, long, rapid-fire fuck, until he has her pull off, spin around, kneel and suck her pussy juice off his dripping shaft.  Then she returns her cunt to his dick and resumes the boffing.

 

In a whirling dervish performance, back and forth she takes Joe’s cock:  from cunt-to-mouth, cunt-to-mouth, cunt-to-mouth, finally licking her pussy dry.  Joe’s next command interrupts  it:

 

“Go get doggie-style on the bed with your ass facing this way.”

 

Jennifer follows orders, and is on her knees on the bed, rump in the air.  Joe wades in behind her and soon has his big whang deep inside her pussy.  As he pumps away, the girl gasps with each in-stroke:  “Oh!  Oh!  Oh! Oh!  Oh!  Oh, shit!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh, shit!”

 

His loins slap loudly against her bare behind.

 

Finally, he breaks off, and with a slap on her ass, says, “OK, get up.  Turn around.”

 

When he asks her to recap what she’s done so far, she announces in a chipper voice, “I’ve been sucking dick and getting fucked.”

 

“I’m going to show you another position.  This one’s real fun.  Lay on your back.”  He positions her with her head—and her long blonde hair—hanging off the edge of the bed.  Then he turns her into a sword swallower by feeding his rod down her gullet.  She gags on it, coughing loudly, but recovers to suck his dick and kiss his balls.

 

Finally, Joe pulls out, creams into her mouth and all around it.  She gags and sputters again, but swallows it down.

When she can speak, she says proudly, “Joe Pusher just came in my mouth.”

 

“OK,” Joe concludes.  “I’m going to hire you.”

 

They settle the details:  her schedule, her transportation, her days off.  After she scoops the last of the jizz off her cheeks and eats it, the audition is over.