Auditions

[PLAY: Earned It by The Weeknd while reading the chapter]

Blake checked the outfit of her choice. The last night's kiss drifted Noelle and him for hours.

They're inside the dressing room, readying for auditions. Blake deemed she's getting picked. Plus, today's the day for Noelle to surrender her virginity to him. Their sex should be enticing to watch, and Blake's mentoring skills should prowess. They had to help each other to rise to the top.

"Are you sure you're okay with that tiny, white dress?" It's skimpy, imaging her slender and sexy figure, showing off her big breasts to the mirror. Women had to wear skirts for easy access. Noelle posed sexily, and it turned Blake on.

"We have to please them by hotness, right? You can perfectly see the inside of my thighs in here," Noelle leaned forward as Blake stood behind her, looking down at her butt cheeks. He crossed his arms, convinced about Noelle's readiness upon darker and torrid roles.

"Let's hold your butt and look how you will react."

Blake didn't wait for one second and cupped her butt cheeks instantly. Noelle didn't moan. She swatted Blake's hand away, standing straight, and narrowed her eyes. She's itching to talk about the kiss last night. Noelle turned around swiftly, inches away from Blake.

He looked down wistfully.

"Why did you kiss me last night? We're not at the training center to do that."

Blake needed to defend himself. Or should he say the truth?

"I memorized the rules, and we're not allowed to even have sex outside the premises since we're porn stars, risking the disease to arise. But you, Mr. Villano, you are too feisty to get reprimanded at," Noelle stated. Blake shrugged, nodding, receiving that praise numerous times.

"Do you think I am not receiving those remarks before I met you, Ms. Noelle Iris?"

He stepped forward, closing the gap. The difference between their heights was wondrous creations. Noelle expanded her thoughts. Outside of the box were the traits Noelle has tried to listen and see at, but fear crawled in, and it fails.

Noelle was spirited to learn new things because of Blake.

"I know a lot of women got enamored by your charm, Blake, but you're not afraid to reach beyond the limit. I am new to this, so be a good role model to me, can you?"

Blake smirked secretly, gutsy to hold Noelle's waist without any permission.

"Make sure you remember the ethics on holding a woman's waist. Gentle, aggressive, and weak, those three have differences. If he's gentle, that meant he loves you. If he's aggressive, he yearns for you. If he's weak, he lost all the love for you."

He pushed her closer, leading her to the mirror, gently pinning her.

"I know that, Mister," Noelle breathed. Blake smirked.

"I'll be cheering you on. I know you're going to be good at sex later."

Noelle wished, too. It's late to back down from where she entered. She's already pleasured to receive various kisses from a delectable choice of men. Having them lick the nape of her neck stimulated her vivacious behavior.

"Let's make each other proud," Blake whispered.

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R18. Read at your own risk.

It comes down to the last one: the virgin, as her code stated.

Blake was inside, sitting down at the lines of men ready for the sex, and Noelle wish her luck.

Coming at the chair with the spotlight on, the director tapped the microphone's head, greeting, "Good morning, Ms. Noelle Iris."

A staff gave her a pair of one, and she smiled, "Good morning, Mr. Park."

"Are you ready for the act? I saw you're a virgin," Mr. Park was skeptical.

Every man inside the room turned their heads as they got to witness a virgin coming at the A&E's revolving doors. How did she end up here? Who recruited her? Instantly, different eyes landed to Blake's. He is the only one permitted to get recruited.

"I am a virgin, and I am ready for the act," Noelle stated.

There's nothing that can stop her now. Noelle had to face the death of her introvert being.

"Okay, I will pick your mentor, Mr. Blake Villano to take on the bed. Start off with kissing."

Noelle's heart dropped heavily to the floor. This is it: the time where her hole will get bigger than her mouth can be. Noelle gave the microphone back to the staff and stood there, her stale expression was great.

Blake mounted the stage, and smiled at Mr. Park. Turning to Noelle, he mouthed, "Good luck to the two of us."

Noelle nodded, desperate to finish the audition at any measure.

Out of all the audiences inside the hall, Noelle put into mind that the venue is empty. No hushes, no whispers, everyone is silent, already immersed to the next scenes to come. Blake comes forward, put his hands around her waist, and kissed her passionately.

Noelle didn't create a sound, a point for her. Blake felt joyous seeing she applied what he taught. Noelle held his neck's nape firmly, responding adequately. Stroking his hair, the kiss deepened.

What surprised Noelle is the romantic music in the background. Blake didn't say anything about it. Their scene was born out of the movie. They are the stars, putting lives to the characters, and presenting an erotic scene with emotions.

Noelle met the edges of the sample bed, not lying down quickly, continued to kiss him hot.

Blake hugged her waist, resisting her to lie down, as he stated in their one-month training. He journeyed his hands way up her thighs, showing off its thickness. The men at the side were paying attention to the color of her genitals. It's one of the most attractive parts of the woman.

When Blake kissed her cheeks, Noelle gasped for breath. She opened her eyes daringly, towards Mr. Park, who kept on nodding and checking the charts. Noelle focused to Blake's lips travelling down her neck.

She moved on to the next part: unbuttoning a man's polo. She kept steady while Blake kissed her collarbones, and gradually undo his polo. When it reached the last part, Blake removed it, throwing rashly to the floor.

Blake pushed her, but Noelle was sturdy.

He smiled underneath the kiss. Noelle didn't train for nothing.

Hitching her dress up, Blake revealed the boxers, perfectly fitting her inner thigh bump.

Noelle was astonished by Blake's hot kiss. It was fervid, nothing can seem to top off how enthusiastic his intimacy to her. Blake wore off his t-shirt, and started to push her to the bed. Noelle helped Blake to untangle her dress. She's already half-naked.

She's in her bra now. The hall seemed to get colder.

Still, no moans emerged in her lips. Noelle's body heated fervently.

"Unhook the bra now," the director stated. Both of them were conscious around their surroundings. Blake and Noelle moved to remove the remaining sapling before her breasts do the job. All of the trainees, judges, and men were watching closely.

Handling it professionally was a big factor to success.

Blake was a veteran to the field. Noelle didn't expect him to be THAT good… like a GOD.

The top is already naked, some of them gasped. Measuring Noelle's breasts, it must be the same size as a watermelon. The men chattered around, pointing at the sex scene, and how it feels to watch a zealous and immense scene.

Blake didn't stop from kissing. He smooch every part of her body.

"Undo his jeans, Ms. Iris," Mr. Park ordered. Noelle and Blake moved accordingly.

He knelt down. Noelle rummaged for the buttons and unzipped it.

She hitched the jeans out of his thighs along with the boxers, and good thing she didn't gush, because she'll lose a point if she did so. Noelle swallowed hard, and her lips started to become pale. She became uneasy, and Blake was aware of it.

Blake tilted her chin up to kiss her lightly, assuring every reaction she has is alright.

Noelle gasped for breath as Blake let go of the jeans, and pushed her back under.

The anticipation and pleasure his rubbing crotch gave was spectacular.

It wasn't the same torture as it was before. The climax is increasing.

"Now, I want you to do the vanilla sex. After that, judgment is over."

Noelle firmly gripped Blake's shoulder, and with one swift thrust, Blake's junior head went inside her vagina. One move and her accumulated moans emerged loudly as she stared to the ceiling of the hall. Everyone witnessed how it went inside, but only Noelle and Blake can feel it.

Blake turned to Noelle, and he mouthed, "You're getting in, Noelle."

She was still entranced after Blake pushed further, rotating his penis around