Luella’s Audition (MF)(Beastman)

“Deep breath.”

I can’t believe I’m doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I’ll be America’s newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I’ve taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor’s report (AGAIN!).

I’m filming a scene for Cattle Call, a website that specializes in “casting couch” videos. The girls pretend they’re here for a regular acting job, then “Oh No! I have to fuck Beastmen cock?!? I’ve never, but okay.” Once this goes up, I’ll be disowned permanently. No going back to my family in Bumfuck, North Carolina. I’ve committed the Unforgivable Act.

My co-star walks in, and my mouth gets dry. I’m sharing the screen with a living legend, Ron “Steam Bull” Laramie. He’s been fucking human women on camera for over 20 years. Everyone recognizes him, even if they don’t watch Beast Porn. For better or worse, his horned mug is the face of the industry. The first video I watched featured him, and I was hooked on Beastmen after that. Fucking him, on camera or off, has been number one on my bucket list since that lonely summer day before Senior year. I mean, he’s not the best looking guy, being a Bull Beastman, but he’s got a massive cock, decades of experience, and can still go for an hour at a time.

He’s also a total professional. Once the contracts were signed, and a date was set, he insisted on meeting me. He even invited me to his mansion so we could rehearse! Oh my God, we went through so many rehearsals. He didn’t stop until we had every, last position, camera angle, and dialogue absolutely perfect. We rehearsed so long yesterday, I wound up spending the night, and he still made me rehearse this morning!

Ron sits on the desk, just out of frame, and waits for the signal. He picks up the clipboard, and starts asking questions. “Name?”

“Luella Mae” I say in my most innocent voice, a naive expression on my face. It’s not my real name. Well, it’s not the one I was born with, but it’s the one I’ll have on my tombstone.

“Where you from?”

“North Carolina,” I play up my hick accent. Marty, my agent, and he’s a real Weasel, says it will help me stand out in the business. I met Marty through my Cam Girl work. He was the third agent I auditioned for, but the only one that called back. He’s so sweet. He doesn’t take 10% of my money, since I’m just starting out. He just lets me pay him in sex, which I don’t mind at all.

“What’s your story?”

I pretend to be shy. “Well, uh, I was caught in the girls locker room with one of the coaches, a big, ole, Bulldog. Father is one of them Fire and Brimstone preachers, and he doesn’t believe in that stuff, so he threw me out. Said, I was eighteen so he didn’t have to put up with me no more.” I leave out the fact that I was in the shower cleaning off what the janitor, a Pig, had done to me. Daddy showed up at the school with my bags packed, and left them on the sidewalk. Oh well, it just moved my plans up to before graduation, is all.

“How did you get out here?”

“A friendly trucker picked me up, and took me as far as he could. Then at a truck stop, he introduced me to a good friend of his who did the same.” I smile at the memory. “And then he passed me to another guy willing to help out. I must have rode with at least a dozen different Beast drivers, through every state there is before I found one heading to California.” I point my finger, “And you know, not a one of them asked for money. Not a dime. I felt so bad. I wound up giving them road head just to stop feeling guilty.

“What do you think you’re here to do?”

I duck my head, feigning shy embarrassment. “Auditioning for a movie,” I whisper.

“What?”

“Auditioning for a movie.”

“What kind of movie?”

“Beauty and the Beast?”

“Yeah,” Ron chuckles. “Beauty and the Beast…strip. Let’s see what you got.”

I stand, peeling off my shirt to reveal my proud chest. My tits aren’t as perky as most pornstars but my perfect tear drop mounds and cute pink nipples never get any complaints. Marty told me to avoid breast enhancement. Said it adds to my “Naive, Girl Next Door Appeal”?

As I stood there, I never felt more like I was made for porn. I blossomed early and always got lots of attention from boys. My long blonde hair and big green eyes combined with my naturally slim and busty physique always made sure I was the center of attention. Every person has a purpose in life and when I look in the mirror and see my beauty it’s hard to deny what my purpose is… I was made to attract attention. I was made naturally beautiful so that big hairy beastmen would want to pin me down, breed me, and make me their plaything. The role Mother Nature picked for me was to be fucked and filled full of cum. I almost feel lightheaded at the sudden realization of how badly my pussy aches for a big bull cock. The thought of two heavy and swollen balls pulsating as they dump a load of cum causes my pussy to gush so much that I’m certain every beast in a mile radius can smell the sweet scent of my sex.

Once naked he orders me to turn, showing every part of my body to the camera, even my feet and toes. Then, I sit back, spread my legs, and start rubbing my clit while he, Marty, and the other three beasts in the room, watch. This part is easy, I’ve been masturbating in front of a camera since I got my first paycheck. It’s a little weird having the audience in the room, but I get over it quick. Ron hands me various toys, telling me to have fun with them. To my surprise I actually cum using one very interestingly shaped dragon dildo. As I ponder how the dildo company knows what dragon dicks look like, Ron tells me to stop, as he strips his clothes off and gets on the couch.

He kneels, his dark cock standing erect over balls as big as my fists. His dick’s as thick as my wrist. It barely fits in my mouth, but that’s why I use the numbing potions. I swallow him as deep as I can, and still have room for both hands to stroke his shaft. I pull back, licking my way down to his balls before taking one of those warm beauties in my mouth. He moans. I suckle one ball, then the other, stroking him the whole time, before kissing and licking my way back to his wide head. I love sucking a good beast dick and this one is a doozy. I’ve been dreaming of sucking Ron’s thick cock non-stop for the past few days so I’m determined to take my time with it. I sit with my mouth open and my toungue under his shaft. Slowly, I slide down his length until the head of his dick is at the entrance to my throat. I pause and moan. Slowly, I move my head back and forth. Not very much at a time, an inch here, a pause there, a moan, move another inch. Using only my mouth I make slow and passionate love to his world class cock. After a few blissful minutes I pull my mouth off of his meat and hold just the tip of his cock in my lips. I look him in the eyes and wait to let him know that I’m giving him control. He grabs a pigtail in each hand, and starts fucking my face. I keep both hands on it, so he doesn’t gag me. I put my hands on his ass so that I can feel the rhythm of his round butt pumping into my face. A mixture of his pre-cum and my own saliva rolls down my exposed chest, I get goosebumps as it rolls over my stiff nipple. He forces me to look at the camera, my cheeks bulging with his massive tool. He pulls out, then sits down, holding his cock in his hairy hand he tells me to lay on my back.

As he sinks his cock into my eagerly awaiting pussy I already feel full after inserting just the head. He slowly stuffs more meat into my tiny pink pocket and I feel more stretched than I’ve ever felt before. As the wonderful mix of pleasure and pain starts to become too much, I look down to discover that I’ve only taken about half of his big bull dick. The slow and rhythmic humping relaxes my cunt as I soak in the moment. I feel a fire start to ignite inside and an urgent need starts to spread throughout my body. I wiggle to take in a little more. My bull builds up in speed and his strokes start to feel more forceful. He snorts as he begins to lower his horns. He angrily stamps his foot on the floor a couple of times before blowing steam out of his nostrils. The “Steam Bull” is ready for the main event.

The sensation of his heavy body crushing into her thighs and pussy felt amazing. With every powerful thrust not only did his dick bury itself deep into my womb but his pelvis slams into my clit hood and his balls slam into my asshole. At this point he is pounding me like a mechanical bull and I’m losing myself in the pleasure from his thick hammer. My body alternates between melting into a puddle and being wracked with electric shocks of pleasure until I’m eventually a limp, drooling mess of a whore. Wide open and wet as a waterslide. I’m ready for Daddy Beastman to hammer his babies into my belly. As Ron begins to grunt I move my hips down to help him cum as deep as possible. Even though I’ve only been able to take about half of his cock up until this point, my cunt is ready to take every inch of his massive member. Ron spasms and I can feel my womb being flooded and overfilled with hot and creamy baby batter. As his balls empty I cum a final time. His dick spasms and twitches inside the deepest recesses of my pussy. I would love nothing more than to drift off into a wonderful post-coitus trance but I almost forgot I have a job to finish.

“Say it.”

“Beast cum is the best.”

“Say it into the camera. And say it louder.”

“BEAST CUM IS THE BEST! I love being a slut for beast cum! Please dump all your loads in me, sir!”

Ron and Marty get together and start talking about how they both “witnessed the birth of a new star,” but I’m too dazed to really pay attention. This is the best day of my life and I’m grinning from ear to ear. I think I’m going to fit in here just fine.

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