Mark's Test

I gave Emma Mr. Dutton’s card and watched as she went down the hall to make the call. I could just imagine what was being said and by the slight tint to her cheeks when she returned. Every time I tried to get Emma to talk about the call, she clammed up or changed the subject. Eventually I got the hint, she didn’t want to discuss what was said.

So imagine my surprise as I drove us to a screen test, still in the dark about what was going to happen. I pulled into the driveway of the address Emma gave me. It was a house that could have been found in our neighbourhood,if it wasn’t for the amount of cars on the road on both sides of the house.

We were met by a young girl carrying a clipboard, wearing a set of earphones with one of those microphones attached to them. She took our names, spoke into the microphone then took us inside where Emma was taken to a room and I was told to go to the first room on the left of the main door.

As I entered I was surprised to see Carla Lovington sitting in a chair wearing a black dress and her customary twin beaded bracelets. Christ, I don’t know how many times I watched her on the phone in the bathroom when alone and beat my meat to her getting fucked. I thought it would only be polite to speak to her. Man was I wrong!

As the words left my mouth, Carla just looked up at me and shocked me. “Oh for christ sake, like I need to know your history!” Paused then stood up and got right into my face.

“Look so you know, you’re here to have sex with me, I‘m to be the female you screen test with, like I have fallen so far out of favor with Dutton that I’m only good to show the newbie’s what is expected of them!”

Then a guy came in and told us both to get undressed and go into the third room down and for me to eat her pussy! Carla didn’t hesitate, taking her dress off and going over to the little table in the room and unless I missed my guess, snorted a line of white powder, then walked out.

I heard that some porn performers used cocaine before filming but it was shocking to see it happen live. I had no idea if I was supposed to snort too, so I bypassed doing so. I undressed then walked to the next room where Carla was already on the couch. A guy had a camera on his shoulder directed me to get between her legs and eat her pussy until he told me what to do next.

I didn’t know if this was the right thing to do, but I started to think that I was between Emma’s legs eating her pussy. What really surprised me was that Carla just laid there, her eyes closed as if taking a nap. Fuck it was so unerotic that I decided that if nothing else i was going to get a sigh out of her before being told what else to do!