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Chapter 11 by bsnick bsnick

Will she convince him? How?

In her experience a good blowjob often opens doors

Being no newcomer to competitions Bria was able to figure out what Zachary wanted almost instantly. Or at least after no more than ten seconds of silence where she waited for him to tell her. Finally it sunk in - his posture, his words, her position as **** applicant and him being the gatekeeper. It was just like being back in the beauty pageant ring.

"Maybe I can convince you," she purred, sliding off the chair and crawling under the table.

This was always the tricky part. Occasionally a judge would act like he wanted sexual favors but then become totally outraged when they were offered. Zachary, however, put his hands behind his head and didn't say a thing as she rubbed her pretty white face up the length of his thigh.

Being the first girl in line meant she had to give him an extra-special blowjob so she reached around him as she pressed her face into his crotch, using only her tongue and teeth to pull down the zipper. A few more manipulations of her mouth undid his belt and the button of his waistband, giving her free access to his boring blue boxers. After pulling them down she had an unobstructed view of his dick.

"Ooh, it looks so nice," she cooed, thinking how small it looked. In Zachary's defense he was having a hard time getting aroused at the thought of a Nazi's grand-daughter sucking him off. Bria was having a similarly hard time being enthusiastic about sucking a Jewish dick, but managed to keep it hidden behind a well-practiced facade of enthusiasm.

Determined to blow his mind as well as his dick she resumed her all-mouth ministrations, using her teeth to tug him gently from between his legs, her tongue caressing the trapped head of a penis that reluctantly decided that it wasn't so bad to be inside a beauty queen's mouth.

"Mmm, I love sucking dick," she confessed, pulling out another weapon that frequently worked for her. Usually it was the old guys who were still soft at this stage. She'd flatter them and talk dirty, but in this case she couldn't bring herself to use the flattery, so played up the slut card, moving her lips along his slowly growing length, leaving a glistening trail where her lips and tongue had been.

Her arms folded around him, pulling him a little forward in his chair to give her better access, and he obligingly allowed it, making a signal behind his head.

"Light check!" a voice immediately called out, and on the other side of the thin white curtains a set of stage-lights came on like a second sun. Zachary's body shielded Bria, but from the corner of his eye he could see the sillouette of the two people in the cubicle next door. A girl sat on the folding chair with her big breasts out-thrust while a man sat behind the table, leaning forward with papers in his hand.

Some giggles came from the waiting group, no doubt caused by the silhouette they were seeing of a girl on her knees between a man's legs. Bria, of course, had no idea, just as she didn't know there were two cameras in the cubicle, ostensibly there to prevent any charges of impropriety.

Using her tongue to pull forward a testicle Bria sucked it into her mouth, rolling it about inside her before switching to the other, moaning like she was having the time of her life.

At long last Zachary seemed to be mostly hard, and what was once a small shrivelled organ had transformed into a modest tower of desire. Loath as he was to admit that a German girl had turned him on Zachary did find the thought of one of her kind humiliating herself like this to be something of a turn-on, and when her efforts turned to swallowing him within her mouth and then throat he found it harder and harder to restrain himself.

Will well-practiced technique Bria bobbed up and down, licking and sucking until she had as much of his length inside herself as she could reach. Moaning around the hardened shaft she kept him buried deep as she bobbed a little, her tongue swirling expertly along the sensitive skin, her nose tickled by that dark curly hairs at the base of his shaft.

Before long the producer could hold it no longer, and his hands finally deigned to touch her, grasping her hair and holding her balls-deep on his cock as he spewed a torrent of cum into her throat. Bria choked, but with his hands holding her in place she had **** but to swallow the slimy white cum until he finally let her loose.

Zachary pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped himself off before fixing his clothes, leaving Bria panting at his feet like a dog. He looked down at her and rendered his verdict.

Was that enough to satisfy him - er, the requirements?

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