Hollywood Sex Stories 1

In the dark, seedy corners of Hollywood, shining young starlets are still lured in by creepy casting agents.

Armed with a drawerful of fake scripts and a very convincing set, bigshot Moose Rainey is one such pervert. He is well-known in the acting community for putting out promising ads, only for the movie never to come to light, leaving roped-in starlets high and dry… but only after they’ve sucked and fucked Rainey to achieve a spot at the head of the competition.

But that’s if they’re lucky, because Rainey has an addiction: he loves thinking up crafty ways to get women to please him, ranging from a rampant foot fetish to total humiliation and self-degradation. It’s less about what he wants and more about what he can make these hopeful young women do…

Today, Moose is being visited by a young hopeful, known by her screen name as ‘Scarlett.’ However, these’re the early days of Hollywood, and nowadays she’s known as something else and is blowing up under a fresh pseudonym. Luckily for us, Moose is willing to share this early experience with us...

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→ ‘’Hello Scarlett.’’

‘’Hello Mister Rainey.’’ A dulcet voice answered.

Scarlett was looking at Moose through a pair of dark, heavy-lidded eyes. She had a playful smile curling up the corners of her lips and was dressed in a slim black turtleneck that showed off the lines of her bra, her stomach, and the sides of her hips. She looked just the right amount of sexy and refined, and was sitting in a chair across from him with her legs crossed in a slim white skirt and a pair of latex boots that reached her knees. She was an Australian, and took after Sharon Tate. Scarlett also wasn’t her real name. Her real name had been held from him, but he knew exactly who she was. He’d seen her in a flick last summer, wearing nothing but a bikini, running through the woods from a masked serial killer in a low-budget horror flick. She was a real blonde, with tanned skin and nice white teeth, and a look that would look good a thousand different ways, depending on what package you put her in.

‘’Find the place all right?’’

‘’I’m here, aren’t I?’’ She tilted her head, looking at him slyly.

Moose smiled a big fat one. She was sharp, this one.

‘’You bring your portfolio?’’

‘’Sure did. Just like you asked me.’’ She reached into her bag and pulled out a slim black file and offered it to him. Moose took it and leafed through the pages.

Photo after photo of her in different outfits unfolded. Moose took his time to enjoy them.

→ There was one with her in the woods in a chequered pink shirt and straw cowboy hat, wearing denim shorts on her long, tanned thighs with nothing at all on her feet. She looked extra busty in that one, and a few years younger, with plenty of fat on her cheeks and a much larger smile than the thin, practiced one she wore across the desk from him now.

He pointed it out. She looked at it and smiled, then covered her mouth and laughed.

‘’That was when I’d just turned eighteen...’’ Scarlett said.

Moose felt a prick in his pants and turned the page after a soft whistling sound left his lips, eager to see more.

→ The next one that stopped him was of her on a beach, her body soaking wet. The nubs of her nipples showed through the lines of her bikini, and she had her head up and hair thrown across her face. The slight dent of her pussy visible through the front of her bikini bottoms. The rest of her was sublime yet mostly hidden, but the best of her was still clear to see. Moose tapped the photo and ran his thumb across the tips of her nipples, and she straightened up a little in his seat as she watched what he was doing, and flashed her eyes towards his. She looked at him very differently after that.

→ ‘’Mister Rainey…’’ That dulcet voice again, calling Moose out of his stupor.

He’d had his head in her portfolio for a good five minutes, checking out photo after photo of her on her knees, bent over cars, dressed in nothing but rose petals and banknotes on the carpeted floor of Ritsy Artist’s studios.

Moose was really feeling hard for her now, and was enjoying anything his mind could conjure up whilst she waited there, bobbing her feet in her latex boots and looking pretty.

‘’Is there something going on here I ought to know about?’’ She asked.

‘’What d’you mean?’’ He said, pretending he didn’t know what she meant.

‘’Well, since I came in here, you haven’t offered me any script, or told me about any projects. Just looked at my pictures, and took chances at my chest.’’ She said, then held her hands close to her breasts, displaying her fingers across the mounds in her bra, showing Moose her manicure; and more. She was now sitting on the edge of her seat.

‘’So what is it you think I want?’’ He said bitingly.

She looked at him carefully, then stood up. She was tall for a slip of a thing, and came walking around his desk fully erect, then sat carefully on his knees and between his legs, looking up at him through her dark, wide eyes whilst holding his knees, running her hands along his inside thighs.

‘’I don’t know... maybe something like this?’’ She said, her breath picking up a little.

Moose suddenly grabbed her backhead and ripped down his pants and his raging erection sprung out and he shoved her mouth around it before she could blink. She started sucking immediately, without having to be told; and he leant back in his seat as warm, thick wetness slid up and down his cock, and her breath tickled his balls as the sweet, young starlet began pursuing her latest role without question.

→ The mirror in Moose’s office showed her from behind as she sucked.

She was on her knees, feet curled behind her, naked soles tanned and wrinkled, beading with sweat. Her calf muscles shone lightly and the backs of her thighs were readily apparent every time she leaned forward to let more of him into her mouth, displaying just a glimpse of the underside of her panties, which were a silky white and very smooth-looking. The sight of her underwear constantly coming in and out of view as she sucked him made him feel heady, as the tight, young starlet had only been in her first feature film earlier that year, and now here she was: making her entrance into the business in the best way possible, by showing how she could suck her agents dry to secure their patronage forever.

She swiveled her mouth around on the tip of his cock, smearing her lips in circles on it, pushing it to the tips of her lips and lapping her tongue on the underside until he trembled with sensitivity. Then she ran her mouth down it and kissed it, and it throbbed and grew more erect as she wanked it over her perfect face with her perfect nails and sucked each of his balls in turn before lifting his dick high and stroking her hot pink tongue against his g-spot, inserting it in and out of his asshole whilst jerking the raging red tip of his cockhead up and down in her tight little fist. He groaned. It was fucking incredible. His dick was trembling from base to tip as she stared into his soul.

‘’Can I call you somethin’?’’ She asked in that nice little accent of hers.

‘’Daddy.’’ He replied hoarsely.

‘’Yeah... Daddy? You like that? You want your little girl to get on her knees and suck you for a shot at a movie deal? That how you treat all the little girls who come in here, begging you with their mouths?’’ She routined, then suddenly put him back in her mouth, stuck up her ass in the mirror, and sucked him harder.

Moose gasped. He felt like he was being vacuumed. She had her pert butt up in the air and all her silk panties showing right around the full cheeks of her great, tanned ass. Her thighs were fully exposed. Toes gripping the ground. Blonde bob bouncing backwards and forwards as she twisted her neck to wrap her mouth around him, then she took his dick at the base and started deepthroating Moose’s cock until she gagged.

She came up with spit connecting his dick to her lips, and her eyes watered as she rubbed him up and down thoroughly with both hands, ‘’It’s too big, Daddy.’’ She snivelled, pouting her plump lips together, really laying it on thick. ‘’Want to put it between my tits instead?’’ She offered, then shook her chest from side to side a little.

He shook his head, then grabbed her backhead and abruptly shoved her back down.

→ The studio was filled with the sounds of sloppy, wet gagging. The loud glugs reverberated off the windows and the walls, thick and juicy: drenched enough to be a cause for alarm.

Scarlett’s eyes were flooded with tears. Her cheeks were red and her nose was dripping. Mouth spread wide open to take every inch of his dick into the back of her mouth, where it struck the back of her tonsils. Every now and then, he got her right around it, and saw the bulge forming in her throat. That’s when she’d squirm, grip his thighs, pat his leg three times to be let go, but he wouldn’t; he’d pull her up to the tip and bob her around on it sloppily like that, then shove her back down and make her throat it. This created heat like never before. Pleasure like never before. Enough to push him to the brink of an orgasm.

With Scarlett choking on his dick, and her ass now sat on her ankles as she struggled to keep up with him, Moose said gruffly, ‘’Call me Daddy.’’

‘’Daddy!’’ She glugged, her voice barely recognizable. Unintelligible. It was just a rough, wet sound. His dick spiked in pleasure.

‘’Again. Louder.’’

‘’Daddy…!’’ She gulped, face redder than a cherry tomato. Eyes closed, dripping with uncomfortable tears, choking on his fat dick. His pleasure filled his balls and brain. He bobbed her on it, faster and faster, making her slobber up and down him rapidly, her spit spilling in translucent lines along his shaft, over his balls, and to the floor. He stuffed her mouth up and down, then announced, ‘’Fuck! Suck it, baby: I’m cumming!’’

He let her go and she quickly got up on her hands and knees and nursed his dick with her mouth diligently, bobbing her head along him with that same uncomfortable expression on her face, but doing everything she could to keep his orgasm coming. Then he came in her mouth all at once without warning and her eyelashes squeezed against her cheeks and her face grew taut with distaste and discomfort. She bobbed her head lightly as he climaxed, feeling the rush hit him again and again. The sensitivity building in his lap, the pleasure filling up his brain, the heat of his blood boiling in his veins. The power he felt over her and the rough dominance and the sweet satisfaction of making a gorgeous young startlett fuck him, a forty-something year old man, well-past his prime but well-positioned enough to make her drop to her knees for a chance at a shitty script that may never make it past production. Moose howled his pleasure and made her slide her lips thickly around his tip, watching her as she beat the orgasm out of him with her mouth and tongue, her eyelids flickering open to watch him quietly through her eyelashes as he covered her face slowly in cum, growing visibly crosser and crosser as he wiped it across her cheeks and eyelashes, until a thick paste of creamy cum lingered between her lips and dripped from her chin. She held herself very still, displaying this to him as he rubbed the last of his pleasure out across her face, then when he led back limply, she stayed like this with one hand on his lap, waiting for his next order.

‘’Open your mouth.’’

She slowly opened her mouth and he saw a white pool of spunk forming around her teeth and molars, sliding down the back of her throat. There were strands of it connecting her back teeth to the top, amidst all the red and the pink.

‘’And your eyes.’’

She opened her sticky eyes up and blinked a few times as she struggled to do it, but eventually looked up at him with her mouth open and full of cum.

‘’You come back here once a week until the movie’s in production, right?’’

She nodded slowly, not blinking, listening intently. She was no longer cross. She thought she had a deal.

‘’You do whatever I say, without question.’’

She nodded again and this time her eyelids lowered a little submissively. She was a gem: one of the rare ones. A total slut, or a naive bimbo, or just a hopeful young woman who hadn’t yet been burned. He knew he’d found a winner.

‘’Now, keep sucking whilst I do your paperwork.’’ He said and pulled open his desk drawer and took out a dummy file. The file meant nothing, but to her, it meant the world.

She looked back at his fat, little cock between his legs, and without having been given the opportunity to clean herself up, glanced at him unsurely and then at his flaccid dick, but without argument and with a soft little, ‘’Yes Daddy,’’ she leaned back in tentatively and opened her cum-strewn mouth and slid her hot, wet lips back around him, while holding him around the waist languidly with her arms throughout.

He felt her up whilst doing the document, wherever he wanted, and by the time he was done, her little cunt was sopping wet in her panties and she was mewling like a sex kitten to be done with the whole scenario, eager to return home to her family and friends.

Before she left, he told her to take off her panties and leave them where they were. She’d just cleaned herself up and had put her bag strap between her tits, so when he gave her this order, she actually glanced at the door and debated doing it. But then after a moment she reached down to her slim white skirt and shuffled it up her thighs a little, displaying the crotch of her panties, and then took them off very carefully as not to show him anything. But then she came back over and put her panties on his desk, thanked him and left the room.

The panties were crumpled and soft, innocent-looking but damp. When he took them, they were hot, and as he spread them out he saw all the signs of residue around where her cunt should’ve been, and the smell coming off of them was delicious. Moose balled them up in his fist, then huffed on them. Smelling her muff. Eager for future sessions.

See you soon, ‘Scarlett.’ He thought.