She surprised me – and herself – on our first meet [FM]

Cathy and I met online, and flirted for a few days, getting increasingly sexual, but nothing overt. Finally we found a time to meet for a drink. She was wearing a very tight black tube dress, short enough to show most of her thighs, and a high neck that helped accentuate her sizable bustline. I was disappointed about the lack of cleavage, but the tightness almost made up for it.

We flirted at dinner, innuendo and suggestive talk. I stood up to go to the bathroom, and pretending to adjust my jeans, to make sure she saw how tight they were. And when I returned, having made sure I was nice and thick after I tucked it back in, I stood in front of her again, hoping she would notice the bulge. She didn’t say anything, but I suspected that she was pleased to catch an eyeful.

We left and as we turned the corner, I grabbed her and we started making out by the side of the building.

Casting About: Part 3 [MF][Oral][ENF][Reluc][Exh][Voy][Mast]

**Casting About: Part 3**

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**Darling gets the show on the road**

I know what you’re thinking—Sheryl ran me around like a greyhound after a robot rabbit. Not true. It was a mutual—symbiotic, even—*partnership*. Yes, I had to go through her little hazing, but that was nothing, really. Had I not jerked off in front of the camera, I probably would have done it five minutes later in my office. Her scene was hot! Really. There’s something about seeing a real actor go at it, like, knowing they’re *really* committing to a scene, and she did that while engaging in a sex act. It makes you realize how terrible most actual porn truly is.

Sheryl chose my next five candidates, all very pretty, if not beautiful—she had an eye for ‘real’ looking girls—and she went a few extra steps, writing up a new questionnaire for me to interview the actresses, get some insight into their personalities. Sheryl said they are far more thorough on the reality shows, many of which even have psychologists to fuck with their contestants’ heads, but we were a small business…so…

The Neighborhood: Part 14 [MF][FF][Handjob][Exh][Voy][Mdom][Fdom][Oral][Sex][MC][SciFi]

**The Neighborhood: Part 14**

**Note:** It’s been a while since we visited The Neighborhood. Hopefully there’s still some interest.

**A brief recap:** Colin Turner was a middling sad-sack with failnig marriage, who stumbled into a dream job based on some research he wrote years ago. He took a job with Fenris, a company with its own little enclave in Wolfsburg, CA, and its own peculiar work ethics. Fortunately, he had the sly and sexy Janelle, his hiring advisor, to act as his guide as he acclimated. He moved into a large house in the neighborhood with his wife Alison, and becomes involved in a company project involving wristbands that can alter behavior, within limits, based on keywords of phrases. Over time, Colin learned to enjoy his newfound freedom, his expanding desires, and to leverage the behavioral technology he has near-unfettered access to live out his fantasies. His sister-in-law, Stella, recently moved in, and Colni decided to take advantage of her programming skills, among other things…

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**Chapter 30: What Janelle Knows, No One Knows**

A few days later, presumably with Stella well on her way to becoming a permanent fixture at Fenris, Colin headed up to his office for the morning when her was stopped by Natalie in the vestibule.

Seela Carter and the Little Deaths of Baeladees (Part 2) [ENF][CFNM][MF][FF][Oral][Exh][Fantasy][HP Wizards]

**Seela Carter and the Little Deaths of Baeladees (Part 2)**

*A brief recap…*

Seela was starting at Baeladees, second-tier magical college in Scotland. After being tricked into a Harry-job, she met her roommate Meredith, an erosmancer, or magician skilled in the sexual arts. After a few pleasant moments in the baths, Seela found herself at odds, and in a very compromising state of undress, with Jameson Montebanc, West Dorm’s RA for the men’s side. Though she likely made an enemy, her own RA, a redhead by the name of Kelsey, came to her rescue. Seela’s escape wasn’t much of one, as she walked in on her roommate Meredith enjoying a new wood elf vibrator…leaving Seela to once again flee.

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“Fuck!” Kelsey fell off her chair. She was bottomless and had been looking at her new ‘hairstyle’ with a mirror. She stood up, looking flustered and a little embarrassed. “You could have announced yourself.”

“Sorry.” I said. I’d assumed, as a dorm assistant, she’d allow open apparating during daylight hours, but I hadn’t though to send a message beforehand.

“Why are you still naked?” She looked around the room. “Hang on.” She waved her wand and said something under her breath. “There, no one else can pop in for now.”

Remember to always tip the bartender [MF] [oral] [exh]

“Can I have another? Also a whiskey, please.” Jess lifted her mostly empty amber bottle signifying she was almost done.

“You got it,” replied Brandon, Jess’ current purveyor of booze.

Jess, the CFO, well former CFO at ALiGN, lost her job today when after going public, stocks plummeted, a lot of turnover occurred and a scapegoat was needed. She was told today to leave with a severance package and best of luck.

“Maybe a little liquid luck will turn things around” bemoaned Jess to seemingly no one.

“You know it’s 9:30 on a Tuesday in a dive bar, I don’t know what luck you are looking for, but it’s certainly not a victory here.” Brandon, the bartender and owner of the bar had to cover to Lexi the usual bartender for the night. Brandon spent most nights at home running reports and ordering for the next couple of days. “You know, we don’t have many folks in here in suits, never mind women in suits. In fact we don’t have many women.”

“Well consider yourself lucky.”

Casting About: Part 2 [MF][Oral][Mast][ENF][Reluc][Exh][Voy]

**Casting About: Part 2**

A little more action this time. In case it’s not obvious, the start of the chapter title indicates who is ‘speaking’. Enjoy.

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**Darling flubs being a slimy producer**

My first couple of days were not that successful. Apparently, I wasn’t very good at being skeezy. I came off as too earnest, too real, too…*nice*. I had some decent actors pass through, some of the women really knocked my socks off with their readings of my terrible fake script. A couple of the actresses actually got completely nude for the Menisla scenes unprompted…method acting, I guess. I also got two blow jobs—also unprompted—a handy while we reviewed a woman’s test footage, *and* a good fucking as I bent a blonde over the conference table if I promised, *really* promised, to give her a callback.

Casting About: Part 1 [MF][Mast][ENF][Exh]

**Casting About: Part 1**

Note: Original post was removed due to a link to Wikipedia (go figure).

I started writing this after reading Robert Evans’s The Kid Stays in the Picture. It’s slow to start (sex-wise), but I’m pretty sure from the first chapter title, you can tell it’s not going to stay PG forever.

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**Darling Starts a Porn Company**

The thing about fame is that it attracts all sorts, the eager and the hesitant looking to push their limits, the smart and the naïve, the good and the bad. Fame attracts them all, and it doesn’t really care about the wants or needs of anyone. I was a failed actor, so I knew all about this. I’d been on dozens of TV shows over the years, mostly playing “Clean-Cut College Student #3” or some other *totally* fleshed out role, and I’d even headlined a few pilots that never made it past a test audience. I knew the business, production, development, distribution. I knew fame just enough to know it avoided me like the plague. I knew that to be on the other side of the camera, to make it big that way, you need to have contacts that only fame could provide, which of course I didn’t have.

Love and Endgames [MF] [exh]

It seemed like just yesterday, but it had been nearly 11 years since that fateful day. Iron Man, a generic superhero movie starring a troubled actor in Robert Downey Jr., debuted and gave rise to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Few could’ve imagined that one movie would’ve spawned the biggest movie franchise in cinematic history. Even fewer could’ve imagined it would ultimately lead to a movie like Avengers Endgame. Allen Marco was among those select few, but the rise and dominance of the MCU had a more personal impact for him.

On the day Iron Man premiered, Allen was reeling from a potent combination college burnout and a broken heart. Early that morning, he learned that his ex-girlfriend, who he’d been dating since high school, had been cheating on him. He thought they’d been going through a rough patch. Apparently, she’d been trying to break up with him for months.

He was so devastated that he planned to spend the day sulking rather than seeing Iron Man with his older brother, who was in town to help an old roommate move. Whether by fate or luck, his brother sprained his ankle and couldn’t go. Rather than throw away his ticket, he convinced Allen to take his roommate’s sister, Ashley.

Mature womans toy [MF] very long

Back when I was a much younger man, after coming home from a stint in the Army I enrolled in college and got hooked up with a bunch of crazy guys who were members of the local Rugby club. Now being a young man full of testosterone and fresh out of the military I was looking for an outlet for all the aggression and intensity that the United States Army had programmed into me. This gave me everything I was looking for, comradere, physical violence in the guise of playing an organized sport (watch a couple of matches you will know what I mean), your occasional hanger on. These were young ladies who hung around and got off on the brutality of the sport not unlike those who like football or MMA. This was Rugby, every scrum brought both of those sports to bear. One night after a match we were going to our club bar. 

High Rise Hotel [MF]

We were going back to my wife, Nina’s, home town for the weekend to visit family and for a wedding. Nina, a 5’1″, 120 lbs, petite in her mid twenties, with dark brown hair down to her shoulders and brown eyes. Myself, 5’8″, 160 lbs, slim-ish, with black hair and brown eyes, in my late twenties. We decided to take the day off before the drive to the wedding, have a nice dinner and hotel stay before departing the next day. We got on an early check in and got dressed for dinner before leaving for the weekend out of state. Upon check in, the receptionist asked us if there was a particular floor that interested us. Nina asked for the highest available room with a window view facing towards downtown. An oddly specific request and I cocked my eyebrow at her letting her know. She smiled in her own way basically telling me to not worry about it.