Dressing up for interview

‘That sounds like a challenge,’ said Diamond, catching her plump top lip in her bottom teeth, ‘I can do that…’

‘I have every confidence in you, Miss Gazongas,’ Ian said, ‘I have to say, your interview is going very well, as things stand.’

‘Good,’ said Diamond, once again casting an awestruck glace at the fat pillar of flesh that was throbbing in front of her eyes, ‘I have to say, I really, really… really want to cum… here… to this school, I mean.’

The teen pornqueen finished her sentence with a tight little giggle, nervous, the young blonde megaboobed slut conspicuously weak in the knees now that she had felt the monstrous, hot organ pulsate between her expansive knockers, the deeply tanned valley of her cleavage slick with layers of viscous precum that was sliding down it. It gave her massive set of tits a gleaming shine that complemented the hemispherically bulging curves perfectly.

‘You have an excellent chance, Miss Gazongas, let me assure you,’ said Ian, ‘now if you wouldn’t mind…’

Diamond watched as Ian took the slick monstercock in his right hand and moved at a ninety degree angle away from Diamond. Glancing at her jutting set of firm, head-sized cans, each protruding massively from the blonde teen titqueen’s chest, he winced and let out a deep moan as he used his hand to coax a lurid and fat blast of precum from his bellend. The football-sized blob was equipped with a loose, trailing tail of clear goo as it spurted out of his widened pisshole to zip across the room and thump with a wet SPLAT against a door that was set in the wall on a pair of hinges like the ones in the bars of saloons in old western films. The clear fluid smacked against the wooden slats of the door and dispersed in a glorious blizzard of translucent spray, the **** of the impact making them swing back and forth.

‘ If you’d be so kind, Miss Gazongas,’ said Ian, holding his hand out to indicate the way she should walk, though the smooth purple bell-end of his member pointed the way just as well.

Diamond narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips together, looking straight at Ian, a look of pure and scalding unadulterated sexuality that almost winded him, strutting off in her boots as precum leaked from his member onto the carpet as she went. Ian watched the luscious contours of her juicy teenage ass jiggle as she walked over and went into the small changing room.

Inside the room, Diamond saw that it was indeed as Ian had promised. The whole room, something of a walk-in wardrobe really, was festooned with decorous and indecorous clothing of all types. Diamond looked around in wonderment, stunned by the choice available. Then, suddenly, a thudding sound smacked against the doors, once again flinging them open and sending them careering on their hinges, the thump interrupting her reverie. The aperture of the doorway revealed a naked, monstercocked Mr White, his massive pussy-missile in his hand, smiling apologetically.

‘Sorry,’ said Ian, ‘I’ll try to aim away in future,’

Diamond smiled and began to disrobe, thinking that the faster that she did so and dressed again, the quicker she could get her asshole impaled on the vast monstercock that the British stud was sporting. She had done double anal scenes in her movies before, but something told her that this wouldn’t be quite the same, seeing as Mr White’s cock was twice as long as the biggest cock she’d ever fucked and sucked.

She thought back to the photographs that had been taken of the shoot where the pornstar Marco Gummo’s nine-inch dick had been pressed between her pillowy lips, the domed head intruding into her mouth so that it tented the inside of her cheek so it bulged outwards. In the picture, the veined fuckstick had seemed to totally dominate the frame, and she had been so impressed that she had had that particular shot blown-up, framed, and hung over her mantelpiece. In this case, Mr White’s cock made Marco’s cock seem tiny by comparison. Certainly it had seemed more than impressive when her parents had come to visit her in her new Hollywood home to see a picture of their daughter’s face impaled on a long fuckstick in the lounge with the print being the size of a good-size television set.

‘Would you mind if I continued to ask you a few questions, Miss Gazongas?’ Ian said from behind the door, ‘we at this school like to get an impression that you can do more than one thing a time.’

‘Sure, Mr White,’ said Diamond, shucking off her long thigh-length boots to reveal her perfectly bronzed legs, ‘though if you had seen my scene in ‘Gangbang Slut 20’ you would know I can do way more than one thing at a time!’

There was the sound from the room of another fat, wet THUMP, allied to the sound of something breaking.

‘Everything ok, Mr White?’ Diamond said, smiling naughtily as she stood in front of the vast array of clothes with her hands on her hips,’

‘Yes Diamond,’ came the reply, ‘though I may have to re-frame one of Miss Hart and my holiday photos. As you were saying…?’

‘Nothing at all Mr White, please continue.’

‘With pleasure,’ Ian said, ‘well here at the school we ask whether out applicants bring with them a sample of their writing. Just so we can get a handle on their capabilities in that area. Did you happen to bring one?’

‘I didn’t,’ Diamond confessed, ‘but there are plenty of samples of my work on the internet…’

‘I have a tablet right here,’ Ian said, ‘can you suggest something?’

‘Sure!’ said Diamond, grinning widely as she put together exactly the slutty ensemble that she had in mind to blow her interviewer’s mind, ‘why don’t you have a quick look at the boxcover to ‘Cum on the Run’? That’s a pretty good example of my work.’

Ian nodded and picked up the tablet computer that had been placed out of harm’s way in the top of a chest of drawers next to the bed. Typing the title in, he was rewarded with a close-up picture of the boxcover of the porn film. It featured Diamond’s face, gorgeously made up and wearing a PVC ponygirl hood, her blonde hair streaming out of a hole in the top of it. Protruding into the shot, two from each side, were four enormous veiny cocks, each with a thick, fat, rope of gooey precum suspended from the tips. The strands of gluey precum were all connected together, and were actually tied together like shoelaces in a fat gloopy knot in front of Diamond’s face. Diamond was winking at the camera, and her tongue was stuck out as far as it would go.

‘That’s very impressive, Miss Gazongas,’ said Ian, not at all surprised to see a welter of sticky precum issue like a fountain from his heart-shaped cockend all over the tablet, the image being distorted by the translucent fluid.

‘Or perhaps, Mr White,’ Diamond said from behind the door as she struggled into her outfit, ‘you should have a look at my work in the special issue of ‘It’s Huge!’ magazine, where I take on the world’s biggest cocksmiths and they all make a mess of my face and tits at the end!’

‘That won’t be necessary,’ said Ian, the statement providing him with a very vivid mental image. He placed the precum covered tablet back on the side and sighed a little.

‘Are you ready?’ said Diamond from behind the doors.

‘When you are,’ said Ian.

Diamond pushed open the doors and strutted into the room. Immediately, a blast of precum smacked into her face with the sound of a bag of wet cement being thrown from a tower and landing on the pavement. It turned her face into a blob of translucent, gloopy viscous fluid, the **** of the impact sending her tottering back through the doors to land on her ass on the changing room floor. Diamond couldn’t see, and blinked her eyes as she sat on the floor, shaking her head from side to side.

‘I’m terribly sorry, Diamond. Would you like to try that again?’ Ian said.

Rising and once again making an entrance into the room, Diamond made another effort to strut slinkily into the room, and this time was not immediately greeted in the same way.

She was now wearing a pair of transparent stripper heels with platform soles, cute pink leg-warmers being placed over her feet and extending up her shins. On her legs were pink fishnet tights with wide spacings between the holes. She had on a matching pair of miniscule pink shiny panties that nearly exposed the sopping lips of her vulva, the sides going high over her lustrous, feminine hips. Also, Diamond had favoured a bright neon yellow slingshot bikini underneath the panties, the narrow upper sections of the garment barely covering her tiny nipples and being stretched out into the air in front of her shoulders because of the size of her protruding boobs. She was wearing a pink, long-sleeved mesh vest that complemented the fishnet tights. Her face was glistening with precum, a thick rope of the fluid dangling from her chin.

Diamond put her finger to her mouth, ‘can I suck your cock yet, sir?’

‘No,’ Ian said through gritted teeth, precum fountaining out of his member in erratic spurts and jets.

Diamond pouted, ‘but I’ve done as you asked!’

‘First I have to lick your asshole, Diamond.’

The statement nearly made Diamond cream herself there and then. She gathered herself quickly and sauntered over to the bed next to Ian, placing one stripper-shoe clad foot onto the bed and leaving the other leg straight against the floor. Ian immediately knelt to the side of her, pulled her double-pairs of underwear to the side, hooking them over her juicy right asscheek, and drove his tongue straight into the teenage pornqueen’s asshole, making her shriek and shudder as he slid the organ into her tight cinnamon ring. Diamond gasped and reached down instinctively to press her hand against the back of Ian’s head to **** his mouth into closer contact with her delicious booty. The thought of her being a student while her teacher expertly explored her rectal passage with his flickering tongue drove her to transports of delight, and her body tensed as he pussy tightened. Whe Ian added his finger to the mix and probed it into her asshole the dam burst and she came, flooding the bedspread with a gush of gelatinous girlcum that sprayed in a wide pattern all over the cover.