I call myself agustina, I am 21 years old, and recently I presented to the casting for participating in the 2007 edition of big brother. Unfortunately, I was not selected although I got quite far.
If I never had aspirations to become famous, when they told me I wouldn't participate in the new edition of the program, I felt quite sad and disillusioned, although from the beginning I promised myself I wouldn't make great illusions about it.
However, I stayed at home for a couple of days trying to get used to the bad news.
Until joy came back to me thanks to the call of a producer who was looking for new faces for a fresh project he was taking on.
I had taken thousands of photos in all production companies there were and hadn't been .he told me he liked it so much that he decided to call me to be part of his new project.
In the first call, he only told me he was interested in having me part of that new project he was taking on, and in subsequent calls, he clarified the situation until we agreed to meet at a coffee shop in the center to talk openly about it.
It was a mature man, around 45 years old, well-dressed, and with an attaché case that followed him everywhere.
In that informal chat, he told me what he was taking on was a photographic project and that I met all the necessary conditions to be part of it and earn a good sum of money as remuneration.
The thing was simple; it was about photos that would later be sold abroad, mainly in Europe, so the pay was in euros, which didn't need anything else for me to get excited.
I told him I was willing and extremely eager to start as soon as possible.
Then, seeing my enthusiasm regarding his offer, he told me we should do a test session first, of which he was sure would come out more than all right.
He also said that if it weren't for him, he wouldn't make it, since he didn't have hard about my qualities, but I was being forced to do it by her partners who didn't share the same vision for things like that.
I told him there were no problems and I was willing to take any test he wanted. Then I wrote down the address of a study where I would wait the next day to take the session.
The next day, I arrived on time at the hour he said. The study in question was quite common, not an expert but it seemed mediocre to me, nothing to do with the sophistication one imagines those places should have. But what caught my attention most was that, despite being a test session, there was no makeup artist or stylist, which is what you would expect in sessions like that. And the strangest thing is that the producer himself would be doing the photography.
At first, while I was taking the first photos, we were alone, but after a while, a boy around 25 or 27 years old, with a model look, arrived.
After introducing ourselves, the producer asked if I felt like trying a test shot with him. I said I didn't have a problem, although I had already started to suspect about all that business. Then, counting on my acceptance, the boy, who was called Ariel, according to what he told me, took off his shirt and stayed in his underwear, came close to me and started posing with me.
-Do you feel like taking off your shirt? The producer asked me at that moment. Maybe we could also sell some lingerie too. I paused for a moment but eventually accepted and took it off, leaving myself in a bra, posed for a bit longer until the producer-photographer told Ariel to take off his pants. He didn't hesitate and quickly took them off, leaving himself in tight boxers that accentuated the bulge of his crotch.
-Do you feel like taking off your pants too? The producer asked me. Then we'll be equal.
I was animated by Ariel and did so, although very slowly, since I didn't quite decide yet, until I was left in underwear, in a bra and thong to be more precise.
We posed again, but were interrupted by another model who arrived a few minutes later. Gonzalo, tall, blond, with clear eyes, who, faced with the improvisational photographer's requisition, also decided to model with us, putting himself in underwear as well.
This time I posed with them two surrounding me, starting to notice that their bulges were no longer what they used to be at the beginning, having grown, especially Ariel's, which was forming a pronounced bump under his boxer briefs.
-Hey guys, do you dare to go commando? I asked later, already in an atmosphere heated enough for none of them to object.
Neither Ariel nor Gonzalo hesitated, taking off their respective boxers as if it were the most normal thing to do there, in a photography studio and with a girl like me as a companion. Two enormous bulbs then emerged in front of us, appearing to grow even larger each moment.
-And... what are you waiting for, little one? I asked myself then, seeing that I was still standing there, doing nothing.
-You're the star of the session, without you we can't do anything, it said, trying to convince me to do the same as my session mates, i.e., put on a show like they were, but I didn't decide.
-Come on, don't make us waste time. Do you want to be a model or not? If not, just tell me and I'll find a thousand more in the street, it urged.
I was about to cry, but I knew I was facing a great opportunity, so despite the embarrassment it gave me, I took off my bra first and then my thong, right in front of their increasingly wide-eyed gazes - not just the photographer-producer's, but also those of my unexpected companions.
Now, as we posed again, both Ariel and Gonzalo rubbed against me with their well-formed cocks, which seemed to be prepared for war from how still they were standing. And I have to say that instead of intimidating me, it put me in a state almost like desperate. Slowly I was reacting to the sensual caresses that were giving me on the neck, lower back, shoulders, and I was already caught in that web of emotions they had so well deployed around me.
!Come on... take me!- Gonzalo said, rubbing against my increasingly boner chotazo.
This time, don't hesitate, I'll grab you, and not just that, but also pull your skin almost to its root.
-Very good little one... You're doing very well... Keep going...! The producer was saying, quite pleased with my work.
Now he's grabbing Ariel too, pulling him and putting him in a superlatively large size, like those things that only appear in porn movies.
The smell of man was felt throughout the set, so I knelt down before both of them, started licking one and then the other, without stopping to float between my hands, and then went on to suck them with a more inciting madness, letting myself be traversed all the way to the throat by those terrible bars of flesh that were about to make me forget the disappointment for not having been selected for Big Brother.
The producer stopped taking pictures for a moment to peel his cock, which wasn't as well-endowed as my modeling companions', and jerk it off with one hand while pressing the shutter button with the other.
I don't know where they came from, but Ariel and Gonzalo put on some underwear, and right there on the set floor, they started screwing me in all sorts of positions, first one and then the other, performing different acrobatics to get it in from all possible angles.
I was enjoying myself and shivering, forgetting that this was just a test session, opening up and offering myself without reserve, giving myself over completely, with nothing held back.
I came with both of them, had my orgasms with both of them, exploding in a way that denied I'd only just met them.
At one point I was mounted on... Ariel, going up and down with all my enthusiasm, when I felt Gonzalo putting his finger in my ass, trying to open it as much as possible, but what I felt next wasn't a finger, but the cock opening its way between my tight sphincter.
Although they had never given me one in the ass before, I didn't resist, on the contrary, I tried to open up even more, closing my eyes, to endure the impending tearing as best I could.
And he just broke it, he broke the bum, so now I had two powerful cocks entering and leaving me, one in front and the other behind, piercing me to the deepest part, submerging me deeper and deeper into the abyss of lust and perversion.
At that moment, while Ariel and Gonzalo were holding and screwing me without giving me a break or a breath, the producer left his place behind the camera and put his cock in my mouth for me to suck it. And I did, sucked them all, taking care of three cocks at once, squeezing them until each one released its load on the side that corresponded to it.
The producer's cum was dripping down the corners of my lips and onto my chin, falling onto my breasts, soaking them with that pleasant viscosity that was so seductive to me despite coming from a stranger.
After that session, I didn't hear anything from the producer again. Nor did they pay what they had promised, but that doesn't matter now because after that experience I realized I have real talent behind a camera, and although I wasn't chosen this time, I'm not in doubt about being chosen next time.
I send lots of kisses to everyone and one of the many photos I took for another casting.
If I never had aspirations to become famous, when they told me I wouldn't participate in the new edition of the program, I felt quite sad and disillusioned, although from the beginning I promised myself I wouldn't make great illusions about it.
However, I stayed at home for a couple of days trying to get used to the bad news.
Until joy came back to me thanks to the call of a producer who was looking for new faces for a fresh project he was taking on.
I had taken thousands of photos in all production companies there were and hadn't been .he told me he liked it so much that he decided to call me to be part of his new project.
In the first call, he only told me he was interested in having me part of that new project he was taking on, and in subsequent calls, he clarified the situation until we agreed to meet at a coffee shop in the center to talk openly about it.
It was a mature man, around 45 years old, well-dressed, and with an attaché case that followed him everywhere.
In that informal chat, he told me what he was taking on was a photographic project and that I met all the necessary conditions to be part of it and earn a good sum of money as remuneration.
The thing was simple; it was about photos that would later be sold abroad, mainly in Europe, so the pay was in euros, which didn't need anything else for me to get excited.
I told him I was willing and extremely eager to start as soon as possible.
Then, seeing my enthusiasm regarding his offer, he told me we should do a test session first, of which he was sure would come out more than all right.
He also said that if it weren't for him, he wouldn't make it, since he didn't have hard about my qualities, but I was being forced to do it by her partners who didn't share the same vision for things like that.
I told him there were no problems and I was willing to take any test he wanted. Then I wrote down the address of a study where I would wait the next day to take the session.
The next day, I arrived on time at the hour he said. The study in question was quite common, not an expert but it seemed mediocre to me, nothing to do with the sophistication one imagines those places should have. But what caught my attention most was that, despite being a test session, there was no makeup artist or stylist, which is what you would expect in sessions like that. And the strangest thing is that the producer himself would be doing the photography.
At first, while I was taking the first photos, we were alone, but after a while, a boy around 25 or 27 years old, with a model look, arrived.
After introducing ourselves, the producer asked if I felt like trying a test shot with him. I said I didn't have a problem, although I had already started to suspect about all that business. Then, counting on my acceptance, the boy, who was called Ariel, according to what he told me, took off his shirt and stayed in his underwear, came close to me and started posing with me.
-Do you feel like taking off your shirt? The producer asked me at that moment. Maybe we could also sell some lingerie too. I paused for a moment but eventually accepted and took it off, leaving myself in a bra, posed for a bit longer until the producer-photographer told Ariel to take off his pants. He didn't hesitate and quickly took them off, leaving himself in tight boxers that accentuated the bulge of his crotch.
-Do you feel like taking off your pants too? The producer asked me. Then we'll be equal.
I was animated by Ariel and did so, although very slowly, since I didn't quite decide yet, until I was left in underwear, in a bra and thong to be more precise.
We posed again, but were interrupted by another model who arrived a few minutes later. Gonzalo, tall, blond, with clear eyes, who, faced with the improvisational photographer's requisition, also decided to model with us, putting himself in underwear as well.
This time I posed with them two surrounding me, starting to notice that their bulges were no longer what they used to be at the beginning, having grown, especially Ariel's, which was forming a pronounced bump under his boxer briefs.
-Hey guys, do you dare to go commando? I asked later, already in an atmosphere heated enough for none of them to object.
Neither Ariel nor Gonzalo hesitated, taking off their respective boxers as if it were the most normal thing to do there, in a photography studio and with a girl like me as a companion. Two enormous bulbs then emerged in front of us, appearing to grow even larger each moment.
-And... what are you waiting for, little one? I asked myself then, seeing that I was still standing there, doing nothing.
-You're the star of the session, without you we can't do anything, it said, trying to convince me to do the same as my session mates, i.e., put on a show like they were, but I didn't decide.
-Come on, don't make us waste time. Do you want to be a model or not? If not, just tell me and I'll find a thousand more in the street, it urged.
I was about to cry, but I knew I was facing a great opportunity, so despite the embarrassment it gave me, I took off my bra first and then my thong, right in front of their increasingly wide-eyed gazes - not just the photographer-producer's, but also those of my unexpected companions.
Now, as we posed again, both Ariel and Gonzalo rubbed against me with their well-formed cocks, which seemed to be prepared for war from how still they were standing. And I have to say that instead of intimidating me, it put me in a state almost like desperate. Slowly I was reacting to the sensual caresses that were giving me on the neck, lower back, shoulders, and I was already caught in that web of emotions they had so well deployed around me.
!Come on... take me!- Gonzalo said, rubbing against my increasingly boner chotazo.
This time, don't hesitate, I'll grab you, and not just that, but also pull your skin almost to its root.
-Very good little one... You're doing very well... Keep going...! The producer was saying, quite pleased with my work.
Now he's grabbing Ariel too, pulling him and putting him in a superlatively large size, like those things that only appear in porn movies.
The smell of man was felt throughout the set, so I knelt down before both of them, started licking one and then the other, without stopping to float between my hands, and then went on to suck them with a more inciting madness, letting myself be traversed all the way to the throat by those terrible bars of flesh that were about to make me forget the disappointment for not having been selected for Big Brother.
The producer stopped taking pictures for a moment to peel his cock, which wasn't as well-endowed as my modeling companions', and jerk it off with one hand while pressing the shutter button with the other.
I don't know where they came from, but Ariel and Gonzalo put on some underwear, and right there on the set floor, they started screwing me in all sorts of positions, first one and then the other, performing different acrobatics to get it in from all possible angles.
I was enjoying myself and shivering, forgetting that this was just a test session, opening up and offering myself without reserve, giving myself over completely, with nothing held back.
I came with both of them, had my orgasms with both of them, exploding in a way that denied I'd only just met them.
At one point I was mounted on... Ariel, going up and down with all my enthusiasm, when I felt Gonzalo putting his finger in my ass, trying to open it as much as possible, but what I felt next wasn't a finger, but the cock opening its way between my tight sphincter.
Although they had never given me one in the ass before, I didn't resist, on the contrary, I tried to open up even more, closing my eyes, to endure the impending tearing as best I could.
And he just broke it, he broke the bum, so now I had two powerful cocks entering and leaving me, one in front and the other behind, piercing me to the deepest part, submerging me deeper and deeper into the abyss of lust and perversion.
At that moment, while Ariel and Gonzalo were holding and screwing me without giving me a break or a breath, the producer left his place behind the camera and put his cock in my mouth for me to suck it. And I did, sucked them all, taking care of three cocks at once, squeezing them until each one released its load on the side that corresponded to it.
The producer's cum was dripping down the corners of my lips and onto my chin, falling onto my breasts, soaking them with that pleasant viscosity that was so seductive to me despite coming from a stranger.
After that session, I didn't hear anything from the producer again. Nor did they pay what they had promised, but that doesn't matter now because after that experience I realized I have real talent behind a camera, and although I wasn't chosen this time, I'm not in doubt about being chosen next time.
I send lots of kisses to everyone and one of the many photos I took for another casting.
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