Chapter 2: Recruiting
Days later, at Chad and Alex’s Alma meter, the University of Houston. Chad and Jordan were recruiting for their site… The University of Houston buzzed with the usual student chatter, the air filled with the hum of youthful energy. Chad and Jordan sat at a table in the student center, their Secret Sluts banner propped up behind them, drawing curious glances from passersby. Chad leaned back in his chair, a casual smile on his face as he scanned the crowd.
"You think we'll find anyone here?" Jordan asked, his deep voice cutting through the noise. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table. His tall frame and confident demeanor drew the attention of several female students who couldn't help but steal glances in his direction.
“I spent years here. There are multiple flavors of sexy here. Very diverse.” Chad said. “Right, Alex? I convinced you here.” Alex leaned back in her chair, her gaze sweeping over the sea of students. “Well, this is a college campus, after all. And are you kidding me? Look around. We’ve got every type here. Athletes, intellectuals, artists, party girls, gym rats… the list goes on.”
Jordan chuckled, “You’re right. This place is like a buffet of talent. But we need to find the ones who are not just hot but also open-minded and confident enough to do this.”
Chad nodded in agreement.
“We don’t just want hot bodies. We want people with personalities, with stories to tell. That’s what will set us apart.”
Jordan leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning the crowd.
“So, what’s the plan? We just start approaching random students?”
Alex shook her head.
“Not quite. We need to be strategic about this. We can’t just go around handing out flyers and hoping for the best. We need to target the right people.”
Chad pulled out his laptop and opened a document, his fingers dancing over the keyboard.
"Here's what I'm thinking. We start by identifying the clubs, organizations, and social groups on campus that cater to the more... open-minded students. We reach out to them, explain our concept, and offer them something exclusive – early access, maybe a behind-the-scenes look, something that makes them feel special."
Alex nodded, her eyes scanning the document. "That sounds like a good start. But what about the actual recruitment process? How do we approach these students without coming off as creepy or sleazy?"
Jordan leaned in, his elbows resting on the table. "That's the tricky part.”
“I can spot the bougie chicks from a mile away, bro. The men, won’t be THAT hard in my opinion.” Jordan said.
"I say we send out feelers first. Start with the clubs and groups that cater to the more liberal-minded students. Maybe the art club, theater group, even the LGBTQ+ alliance. They're more likely to be open to something like this."
Alex nodded, "That's a solid plan. We can't just go in guns blazing. We need to feel out the waters first, see who's interested and who's not."
Chad pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts. "Let's start with the LGBTQ+ alliance. I know the president from my time here. They were always open-minded and progressive.
“True. Let’s go then.” Chad dialed a familiar number from his contact list and put the phone on speaker. The line rang a few times before a vibrant voice answered.
“Hello? Is this Chad James?”
“Hey, Derrick. It’s been a while, huh?” Chad replied, a friendly tone in his voice.
“Chad! Wow, it’s been ages! How have you been?” Derrick said, the excitement in his voice palpable. “I can’t believe you’re back in Houston!”
“Yeah, I’ve been back for a bit. Actually, that’s why I’m calling you.
I’m working on a new project with my business partner, Alex. We’re starting an adult entertainment website with a twist. We want to make it more personal, more real. Less about the fantasy and more about the connection.” Chad explained, keeping his voice low as he glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot.
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and then Dylan’s voice came through, curious and intrigued. “That sounds interesting, Chad. What exactly are you looking for from us?”
Chad leaned forward, his eyes meeting Alex’s and Jordan’s as he spoke.
“We’re looking for people who are open-minded, sexually confident, and up for trying something new. We want to feature a variety of people, all walks of life, different backgrounds, orientations. It’s about showing the real side of sex, not just the performance.”
Derrick’s voice on the other end of the line was thoughtful. “I see where you’re going with this, Chad. It’s a good idea, making adult entertainment more human. But I can’t just go around asking people if they want to join an adult site, you know?”
Chad nodded, even though Derrick couldn’t see him.
“I understand that. You won’t have to.” Chad said, a small smile playing on his lips. “That’s why we’re calling you. We want you to help us find the right people. We trust your judgment, Derrick. Plus, this could be a great opportunity for our club members to express themselves, explore their sexuality in a safe and consensual environment.”
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, and then Derrick spoke again, his voice filled with consideration. “You know, I never thought of it that way. But yeah, this could be a good thing for us.
I can definitely put the word out discreetly and see who's interested. But what about confidentiality? We can't just go around blasting people's names to the world."
"Absolutely," Chad assured him. "Confidentiality is a priority for us. We'll make sure everyone involved knows that what happens on our sets stays on our sets. We'll have strict NDAs and consent forms to sign before any filming starts."
Derrick seemed to consider this for a moment. "Alright, Chad. I trust you. I'll see what I can do. I've got a couple of people in mind already who might be into this.”
“Can I ask who?” Chad asked, his voice eager but careful not to pry too much.
“Well, there’s this one girl, Jamie. She’s new to the club but has been really active and open about her experiences. She’s been talking about exploring her sexuality more openly, and I think this might be just the thing for her.” Derrick explained, his voice filled with genuine concern for his club members.
“And then there’s Josh. He’s been a member for a while now and has always been open about his kinks and fantasies. I think he’d be a great fit too.”
Chad nodded, “That sounds perfect, Derrick. Cool. Cool. Can we meet them?” Chad asked, his excitement palpable. “We’d love to talk to them, explain what we’re all about, and see if they’re a good fit.”
“Sure, I can set that up,” Derrick replied. “How about we meet at the student center this Friday? I’ll bring them along, and you can chat with them.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Alex chimed in. “We’ll see you then.”
Chad hung up the phone and looked at Jordan and Alex, a grin spreading across his face. “Looks like we’ve got our first potential recruits.”
Jordan raised an eyebrow. “Really?
That’s great news!” Alex exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “This is exactly what we need. A diverse set of individuals who are open-minded and confident enough to do this.”
Jordan nodded, “Exactly. And from what Derrick said, these two sound like a great fit.”
Chad leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped behind his head. “This is what it’s all about. Finding people who are more than just hot bodies. People with stories, with personalities.”
Alex smiled, “Absolutely. And we’ll need to be careful with how we approach them. We don’t want to make them feel pressured or uncomfortable. They need to be 100% on board and excited about the opportunity.
Chad nodded in agreement.
“We need to make sure they understand that this is all about consent and comfort. We want them to feel empowered by their participation, not used or objectified.”
Jordan leaned forward, his eyes meeting Chad’s and Alex’s. “So, what’s the plan for Friday? Should we bring anything specific? Do we treat this as an audition or job interview?
Should we have some sort of prepared script or questions to ask them?" Alex asked, wrinkling her forehead in thought.
Chad leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. "I think we should treat it as more of an interview. We want to get to know them, not just see what they look like naked. We'll have a bunch of questions ready, but the conversation should feel natural and relaxed."
Jordan nodded, "Exactly. We want them to feel comfortable and open. The more they trust us, the better the final product will be."
Alex pulled out a small notebook from her bag and started jotting down notes.
"Good. I'll start drafting up some questions tonight. We need to cover their motivation, comfort levels, and expectations. Plus, we need to discuss the legal stuff, like consent forms and NDAs."
Jordan leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
"And what about the logistics? Where are we going to shoot this stuff? I don't think we can just set up a camera in someone's dorm room."
Chad nodded.
"No, we can't. We need a proper studio. I've been looking into some options. There are a few places around town that rent out studio space for filming. We just need to find one that's discreet and well-equipped."
Alex looked up from her notebook, her eyes thoughtful.
"How about we look into those warehouses again? They're cheap, they're spacious, and they're isolated enough that we won't have to worry about neighbor complaints."
"That's a good idea. I'll start making some calls tomorrow. See if we can find something suitable."
Jordan smiled, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "This is really happening, huh? We're actually going to make this thing a reality."
Chad grinned back at him.
“We’ve seen scenes from there. Why not?” He said.
“And if we can get a place that has some character, some history, it might add something special to our content,” Alex added, her eyes sparkling with ideas.
Jordan nodded in agreement, “That’s true. A unique setting could really set us apart. But we’ll need to make sure it’s in a safe area. We don’t want anyone feeling uncomfortable or at risk.”
Chad leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped behind his head.
“Safety first. We’ll make sure the location is secure and that everyone feels comfortable being there.”
Alex jotted down a few more notes in her notebook before looking up.
"What about staff? We'll need someone to handle the technical side of things, someone who knows lighting, sound, that sort of thing." Chad said.
"Definitely. I've got a few people in mind. There's this guy, Mark. He's been doing tech work for years and has experience with adult content. I'll give him a call later today and see if he's interested."
Jordan leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table.
"What about makeup and wardrobe? We can't just have people showing up in their street clothes." Jordan asked.
Alex's eyes lit up as she thought about it.
"That's a great idea. Having a makeup artist and wardrobe stylist can really enhance the overall look and feel of the scenes. We could even offer customized looks for our models, based on their personalities and the kind of story they want to tell. That's the kind of personal touch we need. Let's reach out to some local makeup artists and stylists. They might be interested in the unique challenge of working on a project like this."
Jordan grinned, "I know a few people who might be up for it. Let's see if we can get a team together by next week."
Chad nodded, appreciative of the support. "That sounds like a plan. The more we can do in-house, the better control we'll have over the final product."
“And we need to make sure everyone understands our vision. This isn't just about making money; it's about creating something meaningful. Something that empowers our models and resonates with our audience." Alex added.
Chad leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning the campus crowd.
"You know, this is actually happening. This isn't just some pipe dream anymore. We’re actually doing this shit.” Chad said, his voice filled with determination.
Alex smiled, “Damn right we are.”
The weekend flew by, and before Chad knew it, Friday was here. He and Alex arrived at the student center early, eager to meet their potential recruits. Derrick was already there, sitting at a table with two other people. As they approached, Derrick stood up and waved them over.
“Chad, Alex, these are the two I was telling you about. Jamie and Josh.” Derrick introduced.
Chad shook both of their hands, his eyes scanning them appraisingly.
Jamie was a petite blonde Caucasian with big blue eyes and a mischievous grin. Her clothes were simple but fashionable, and her confidence was palpable. Josh, on the other hand, was also Caucasian, tall with muscular features. He also had dark hair and piercing eyes. He had a quiet intensity about him that was both intriguing and slightly intimidating.
"Nice to meet you both," Chad said, gesturing for them to sit down. Alex took a seat next to him, her eyes equally assessing.
"So, Derrick tells us you're interested in our project," Chad began, getting straight to the point.
"But before we get into all that, why don't you tell us a bit about yourselves?"
Jamie grinned and leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Well, I'm Jamie. I'm a junior here, I'm studying psych, and I'm really open to new experiences. I've always been curious about adult entertainment, but I never thought I'd actually get the chance to do something like this."
Josh nodded in agreement, his deep voice cutting through the casual chatter around them.
"I'm Josh. I'm a senior, studying business. I'm into BDSM and kink in general. Not like 50 Shades of Gray and shit, but I like rough sex. You know." Chad leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning both Jamie and Josh. "That's great to hear. So, you're both open to exploring your sexuality in a creative way. What kinds of experiences are you looking for? What turns you on?"
Jamie, who was slightly petite and was very attractive said:
"I'm really into role-playing. You know, like teacher and student, or doctor and patient. I love the power dynamics and the fantasy aspect of it all."
"Oh. Hmm.” Chad said with an interested tone.
Josh nodded, his gaze steady on Chad.
"For me, it's all about intensity. I like it rough and raw. I fuck hard." Josh said, his deep voice resonating in the small room. "I like to see my partner squirm, hear them moan. I want to make them feel it, every goddamn inch of me."
Alex's eyes widened slightly at Josh's candidness, but she kept her expression neutral. "That's hot as hell, Josh. But we need to make sure our models are comfortable with that. We can't cross any boundaries without consent."
"Absolutely," Chad agreed, his eyes never leaving Josh's face. "But it sounds like you know what you're doing. And that's what we want. People who aren't just hot but also know what they're doing in bed. That's the kind of content we want to create." Chad said, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm as he leaned forward, his elbows on the table.
Jamie grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can definitely work with that. And I'm not just talking about the power dynamics. I like to be in control, but I also like to be taken control of. I like feeling helpless, being at someone's mercy."
Chad raised an eyebrow. "That's a good balance. Versatility is key. Now, let me ask you two... are you straight, bi, etc?" Chad asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Jamie licked her lips, her eyes roaming over Chad's muscular frame.
"I'm mostly straight, but I've experimented with girls. I love the softness of a woman's body, the way their skin feels against mine. But there's something about a man's strength, his dominance, that really turns me on."
Josh interjected, his voice deep and steady. "I'm mostly straight, too. But I thought about being with men before. Never been with one, though. Just thoughts, you know?"
Chad nodded, his gaze sweeping over Jamie's body, taking in her slender curves and confident posture. "Well, that's something we can definitely explore. Versatility is a big plus in this business."
Josh leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Chad. "And what about my kinks? You're cool with that?"
Chad met his gaze, his voice steady and assured. "As long as it's consensual and safe, we're good. We want our models to be comfortable and happy. That's the only way we can make this work."
Jamie smiled, her eyes shining with excitement. "I think I can handle that. I've always been curious about pushing my boundaries. This seems like the perfect opportunity."
Josh nodded, his expression serious. "And what about the money? How much are we talking here?"
Chad leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning both of them.
"We can't promise anything outrageous, but we want to make sure our models are taken care of. We'll start with a base rate and adjust based on the content and demand. But remember, this isn't just about the money. It's about the experience, the thrill of pushing your boundaries, exploring your fantasies. We want to create something meaningful, something that empowers our models and resonates with our audience."
Jamie bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And what about the safety and confidentiality stuff? How do you ensure that?"
Alex took the lead on this one, her voice firm and reassuring. "Safety and confidentiality are our top priorities. Number one. So, you have watched porn before, right? I must ask... Have you masturbated to it?" Alex continued, her voice steady and firm. "Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be on the other side of the camera?"
Jamie's cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes never left Alex's. She licked her lips, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I have. A lot, actually. I've always wondered what it would feel like to have all that attention, to know that people are getting off to me."
Josh shifted in his seat, his deep voice cutting through the air. "And what about the kinky shit?
Chad met his gaze, his own voice steady and sure.
"That's what we want to capture. The raw, unfiltered pleasure. The kind that makes you sweat and beg for more. But we need to talk about boundaries first. What's off-limits for you, Jamie? What about you, Josh?"
Jamie took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Chad's. "I don't do anything without a safe word. I like rough play, but I need to know it's consensual. And I won't do anything that makes me feel uncomfortable or degraded."
Josh nodded in agreement, his deep voice resonating in the small room. "Same here."
"What is said safe word?" Chad asked, curiously.
Jamie smiled and leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Red. It's always red."
Josh nodded, his deep voice cutting through the air. "Yellow for me. I need a warning before things get too intense."
Chad and Alex exchanged a glance, impressed by their preparedness.
"That's good to know," Alex said, her voice reassuring. "We always prioritize safety and consent. Now, let's talk about your fantasy. What turns you on the most? What do you think about when you're alone in your bed, your hand between your legs?" Chad leaned in, his voice low and husky.
Jamie's breath hitched, and her eyes darted to Chad's, then to Alex's.
"I... I think about being... taken. I want someone to just... fuck me senseless." Her voice was barely a whisper, but the heat in her eyes was undeniable.
Josh shifted in his seat, his eyes locked onto Jamie's. "That sounds fucking hot. I kind of want to see you like that, Jamie. I'm not going to lie."
"Yours is the rough stuff right, Josh? Hmm, you know what? Y'all want to get naked here?" Chad said.
"We want to see something." Alex said, her eyes dropping downwards.
"I think we need to see what you're working with. Let's get a feel for your bodies, your movements. What you're capable of."
Jamie and Josh exchanged a glance, their eyes smoldering with desire and anticipation. Jamie slowly stood up, her hands reaching for the hem of her shirt. She pulled it up and over her head, revealing her perky breasts encased in a lacy black bra. She tossed the shirt aside and began unbuttoning her jeans, slowly sliding them down her hips.
Chad's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her.
Her breasts were firm and round, her nipples hard beneath the black lace. Her waist was trim, her hips flaring out slightly, leading down to long, shapely legs. She was fucking gorgeous.
Josh stood up next to her, his movements slow and deliberate. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a muscular chest dusted with dark hair. He tossed the shirt aside and began unbuckling his belt, his eyes locked onto Chad and Alex.
"We're not asking you to do anything sexual, just see your bodies in its natural state." Chad said.
Josh nodded, a smirk playing on his lips as he started to unbutton his jeans. "You wanna see what we're working with? Fine. Let's give you a little show."
Chad and Alex sat back in their chairs, their eyes locked onto Jamie and Josh as they began to undress. The student center was relatively empty at this time of day, but they were well out of sight from prying eyes.
Jamie stepped out of her jeans, revealing a pair of black lacy panties that matched her bra. She turned around slowly, giving Chad and Alex a full view of her body. Her ass was round and firm, her skin smooth and soft.
Chad could already imagine sinking his teeth into that tender flesh, leaving his mark on her. His cock twitched in his pants, eager to get a closer look.
Josh stepped out of his jeans, revealing a pair of black boxer briefs that did little to hide his impressive bulge. He turned to face Chad and Alex, a confident smirk on his face. "Like what you see?"
Alex licked her lips, her eyes roaming over Josh's muscular frame.
"Fuck yeah, we do."
Jamie turned back around to face them, her hands reaching up to unclasp her bra.
She let it fall to the floor, revealing her pert breasts, her nipples already hard and eager. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs, stepping out of them once they reached her ankles. She stood before them, completely naked and unashamed, her body glistening in the soft light of the student center.
Chad's cock was rock hard in his pants, straining against the fabric. He could feel the heat radiating off Jamie's body, could see the desire in her eyes as she looked at him and Alex. Meanwhile, Josh dropped his boxer briefs showing his long shaft.
"Damn. You're hired. Both of you are. I told you this place has a variety of sexy." Chad said.
Chad and Alex were stunned, breathless, and utterly turned on by the sight in front of them. Jamie's naked body was a masterpiece, her curves and soft skin beckoning them to touch, to taste. Josh's muscular frame and hard cock made it clear he was ready for action.
"Damn," Alex breathed, her eyes wide and hungry. "You two are fucking stunning."
Jamie licked her lips, her eyes locked onto Chad's. "You like what you see, Chad?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.
Chad swallowed hard, his cock throbbing in his pants.
"I could fuck the life out of her." Chad said.
"Mm-hmm. So... who's next?" Jordan said. "Fuck, I can already see the headlines now: 'Porn Star Turned Pimp Sets Up Shop at Local University.'" He chuckled, shaking his head.
Chad grinned, his eyes never leaving the naked forms of Jamie and Josh. "Well, aren't you the funny one? Now, I think we've seen enough. Why don't you two get dressed?"
Jamie let out a soft laugh, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She bent down to pick up her clothes, her ass on full display. Chad couldn't help but admire her form, his cock throbbing in his pants.
"We got any more recruits? Fuckable recruits? Getting me horny... shit." Jordan said.
"Glad you asked, my friend. Josh, Jamie... we'll call you." Chad said. Jamie and Josh stood up, their clothes in hand, and began to dress, their eyes locked onto Chad and Alex. Derrick sat back in his chair, a smirk on his face.
"You two did great. I'm proud of you both." Alex said.
"Thanks, man. This is something I've always wanted to do." Josh said, with a smile.
"Me too. I can't wait to see where this goes." Jamie replied.
Chad and Alex exchanged a glance, their minds already racing with ideas for future scenes.
"NEXT!"
The next two people came in. One was a black woman who is bigger, yet curvier. The other was a tall mixed-race man who was borderline lanky with glasses.
He introduced himself as Mike, and his partner, the curvy woman, was Brandy. She had a confident bearing about her, her dark skin glowing under the fluorescent lights. She was a contrast to Mike, who seemed shy and somewhat awkward, his glasses slipping down his nose frequently.
"We heard about this from some friends in the club," Brandy said. Her voice was deeper yet oddly sensual. "We thought it might be something interesting to try."
Chad nodded, his eyes scanning the two of them.
"Well, let's get to know each other a bit better. Are you two friends, acquaintances, dating..." Chad asked.
"Well, we're not dating or anything, but we are good friends," Mike replied, his voice soft and slightly nervous. "And we're both pretty open about our sexualities."
"That's good to hear. So, what's your kink?" Chad probed, his eyes moving between the two.
Brandy let out a low chuckle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm into power dynamics. You know, the 'daddy' thing. I like to be spanked, I love to suck dick. Look at these." She pointed at her lips, delightfully plump and glossed.
"I love to be dominated, and I love fucking big dicks like Mike's here."
Mike blushed, his glasses slipping down as he looked at Brandy, then at Chad, and Alex.
"And you, Mike?" Alex asked. "What gets you going?"
Mike adjusted his glasses, his voice steady but shy. "I like... watching. I like seeing her enjoy herself. It's something sexy about watching a woman cum. And I also like... being in control sometimes. It's a turn-on."
"That's hot as fuck," Chad said, his voice low and intense.
"I can see the two of you, Brandy on her knees, Mike standing behind her, his hand wrapped around her throat as he fucks her hard. Ain't it sexy, ladies?"
"Mm-hmm." The two ladies agreed.
Mike's blush deepened, but his cock twitched in his pants, giving away his arousal. "Fuck, that's hot," he admitted, his voice barely a whisper.
Brandy licked her lips, her eyes locked onto Chad and Alex. "I can feel it now, the way he'd grip my hair, tugging it as he drives into me. The way his hips slap against my ass, the sound of our bodies coming together.
“But we can't get too carried away just yet. It isn't every day I see a BBW. That's rare. What made you do this, Brandy?" Chad asked.
"What made you want to get into adult entertainment?"
"Honestly, I'm just really comfortable with my body," Brandy replied, her voice confident. "I've always been a little bigger, and it took me a while to really embrace that. But once I did, I discovered that there were a lot of people out there who really appreciated curvy bodies. I started doing some modeling and boudoir photography, and I loved it. But I want to push my boundaries a bit more. I want to explore my sexuality on camera."
"That's fucking hot," Alex said, her eyes appreciative. "And what about you, Mike? Why the interest in adult entertainment?" Chad's gaze shifted to the lanky man, his glasses perched precariously on his nose.
Mike hesitated for a moment before speaking, his voice barely a whisper. "I've always gotten compliments on my... you know. I have been a bit of a voyeur. I like to watch, to observe. The idea of being behind the scenes, capturing the raw, intimate moments between people... it really turns me on."
Alex leaned forward, her eyes locked onto Mike's. "That's interesting. So, you're more into the technical side of things? The filming, the direction? That's cool."
Mike nodded, adjusting his glasses.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I've always been interested in the behind-the-scenes aspect of things."
Chad leaned back in his chair, his eyes roaming over the two of them. "Well, that could work out well.
"I can do that," Mike replied, his voice gaining confidence. "I have some experience with that. I've done tech work for local theater productions and things like that."
Alex smiled, "That's perfect. We need someone with a keen eye and technical know-how. And we need some variety in bodies and personalities... you know."
“I’m going to sum this up. I love how you two are so into each other. The power dynamics, the control, the pure, raw fucking. That’s what we’re after. But we need to see what you’re capable of.” Chad paused, his gaze sweeping over Brandy and Mike, then looked at Alex. "What do you think? Worth a shot? But before we put you on camera... We should take a look of your bodies."
Alex nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I think so. Let's see what they've got."
Chad turned back to Brandy and Mike.
"So, let's get started. Why don't you two get comfortable? Show us what you're working with."
Brandy reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were very buxom. If Chad could guess, her breasts were maybe Triple D's. Her areolae were big and brown. She massaged them as a tease. Her nipples were already hard and eager. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and slowly slid them down her hips, stepping out of them once they reached her ankles.
She stood before them in a pair of black lace panties that hugged her curves perfectly, her pussy already glistening with anticipation.
Chad's cock was throbbing in his pants, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he took in the sight of her.
"Fuck," he growled, his eyes locked onto Brandy's body. "Your tits are fucking massive, baby. I can't wait to get my hands on them."
Brandy let out a soft moan, her eyes locked onto Chad's. "You like what you see?"
Chad nodded, biting his lip.
Meanwhile, Mike slowly let down his pants and briefs, showing his weapon.
"Damn, she wasn't lying." Alex said to Selina. "How big is he?" Alex asked, her eyes wide with curiosity as she stared at Mike's cock. It was long and thick, standing proudly at attention, a bead of pre-cum glistening at its tip.
Mike blushed, his glasses slipping down his nose as he looked at his dick. "Uh, I think I'm about eight inches. Maybe a little more when I'm fully hard."
Brandy chuckled, her eyes gleaming with pride and lust. "He's a fucking monster, isn't he?"
Jordan chuckled.
"It's always the quiet ones, huh? Impressive. Can you use it is the real question."
"Fuckin' right he can." Brandy said.
Mike blushed again, but his cock twitched in response to her words.
"I think he can handle it." Chad nodded. "Brandy, can you cream or squirt?" Chad continued to ask.
"Oh, fuck yeah. Love it when he makes me squirt. Feels so fucking good." Brandy replied.
"You're hired. Both of y'all. Mike, we're going to make you famous. And Brandy... good lord. That's all I gotta say. We'll call you later." Chad said.
"Hell, yeah." Brandy said. They high fived. "I knew that cock of yours would get us noticed."
They left quickly after straightening up their clothes.
"Two more potentials today. NEXT!" Jordan yelled.
The final two walked in. One was a tall handsome black man with somewhat defined muscles and one was a petite Latina who had somewhat of a resemblance to Selina.
"Oh, wow." Alex said.
"Seeing double?" Jordan asked Selina.
"Hello." Chad greeted. "How are you two doing? I'm guessing word of mouth about this came to you."
The two nodded.
"Can we get your names?" Alex said.
The handsome black man took the lead, "Hello, I'm Jamal, and this is Sofia."
He had a deep voice, commanding and confident. His gaze was intense, and he held himself with the ease of someone comfortable in his skin. Sofia, the petite Latina, smiled shyly, her big brown eyes scanning the room.
"Nice to meet you both. So, what brings you here today?"
Jamal leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Chad. "I heard about this from a friend of mine who's also in the industry."
"Interesting. So you WANT to be a porn star?" Chad asked.
Jamal nodded, his voice steady and sure. "I've always been into sex. I'm a freak, man. I love trying new things, pushing boundaries. And I've got the dick for it." He grinned, his eyes gleaming with confidence.
Sofia shifted in her seat, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I'm not as experienced as Jamal, but I'm curious. I like to try new things, too."
Chad leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning the two of them. "That's what we're looking for. People who are open-minded, up for anything. Are you two dating?"
"Exes, but still friends." Sofia said.
"With benefits..." Jamal added, with a grin.
"I like this guy. And the girl is hot too. Good tastes." Jordan said to Selina.
"So... Sofia... how often do you masturbate? And what do you masturbate to?" Chad said, tilting his head.
"Every day. Sometimes more than once. And I love watching porn. It turns me on so much," Sofia admitted, her voice barely a whisper. Her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were bright with excitement.
"Fuck yeah, porn is the shit," Jamal agreed, his deep voice resonating in the small room. "I love watching it, too. And I especially love watching hot chicks get fucked. It makes me hard as fuck."
Alex leaned forward, her eyes locked onto Sofia. "So, what kind of porn gets you off, Sofia? What's your favorite scene or fantasy?" Chad asked, his voice low and husky.
Sofia bit her lip, her eyes never leaving Chad's. "I love watching girls get dominated. You know, like the 'stepbrother fucks stepsister' kind of stuff. I love seeing a girl get taken, her body used and fucked hard. It makes me so wet."
"Oh, taboo." Chad said.
Jordan whistled, his eyes wide with appreciation. "Hot fucking damn. I love a girl who loves to watch other girls get fucked."
"Likewise."
Jamal nodded in agreement, his deep voice cutting through the air. "And I like to watch girls get gangbanged."
"Jamal, you might be someone in this business." Jordan said.
"Dude, I am such a big fan. You used to fuck all the baddies. When we were together, we used to watch y'all." Jamal said.
"Yup, he used to say I looked like Selina." Sofia said. Jordan grinned at her.
"You got that right. Now, let's see what you're made of. Time to get naked."
Sofia bit her lip, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She stood up slowly, her hands reaching for the hem of her shirt. She pulled it up and over her head, revealing her small, perky breasts encased in a lacy black bra. She tossed the shirt aside and began unbuttoning her jeans, her eyes locked onto Chad and Alex.
Jamal stood up next to her, his movements slow and deliberate. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
"You want to see what you're working with?" he asked, his voice a deep growl.
Sofia slipped out of her jeans, revealing lacy black panties that matched her bra. Her body was small and petite with very ample curves. Selina's eyes widened. She did look like a younger her. Chad's cock throbbed in his pants as he took in the sight of her.
"Fuck yeah," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire.
"Show us what you've got."
Sofia's breath hitched as she unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her small breasts were firm and perky, her nipples already hard and eager. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her hips, stepping out of them once they reached her ankles.
Jamal watched her, his cock rock hard in his pants as he took in the sight of her.
"What are you waiting on? Drop 'em, big boy." Selina said to Jamal. He did.
"Holy mother of..."
"How'd you take THAT?" Alex said, mystified and staring at his weapon.
Jamal smirked, his eyes never leaving Alex's.
"Practice. A lot of it." Sophia said.
"Welcome to Secret Sluts. You two are going to be stars." Chad said, smiling.