The Audition - Sex Stories

The Audition

Maureen’s car pulled into the parking lot of the motel then swung into an empty slot. Turning off the ignition, she sat still for a moment or two before getting out. It was the start of her big adventure. It had all begun about a month earlier when she noticed an ad in the local personal ads: “Attn. attractive women interested in adult entertainment industry please contact” followed by an email address. Curiosity took hold of her and she responded, just to see what it was all about. What followed was a volley of emails: the first ones to confirm she was interested, that she was over 21, that she knew what the subject matter was, etc., etc. Finally she received one that explained that this was an agency that provided a contact service for women willing to participate in internet pornography. It stated that there was big money to be made in this field, and if one wished, it need not stop with the internet; it could be a stepping stone to work in the fulltime world of adult entertainment. All she had to do was open the attached file, fill out the questionnaire, and hit send. If she could scan a recent photograph of herself and attach it, this would be greatly appreciated. She opened the file and read it. Innocent enough, the questions were about what you would have expected: reconfirming her age and the fact she requested the information, her height, weight, measurements, and sexual preferences. She filled it out truthfully, scanned a photo, and sent it. Her big adventure was ...

... beginning. Within days another email, this one informing her that the agency was very interested and, by chance, a field team would be passing through her area in about ten days and could stop to conduct a live interview and possible audition if she were willing. It listed three consecutive days she could pick from, requested she bring the results of a recent AIDS test, and informed her birth control would be her responsibility. The part about the AIDS and birth control caused her to pause: if she replied, somebody was coming to town and she was expected to fuck him, pure and simple, there would be no turning back. She thought for a moment and decided that this was something she really wanted to do. She felt a sense of excitement as she picked a date then clicked send. She was on her way. Within hours, she received a confirmation, thanking her for her interest. It gave the date and the name of a chain motel about 6 miles from town, right off the interstate, asked for a phone number so the team could call with the room number on the day before the interview. That brought her to the parking lot. She got out of the car, armed with the test results from a local clinic proclaiming her free from all sexually transmitted disease and the room number that had been provided to her the previous evening, just as the email had specified. She took a few deep breaths to settle her nerves; she could feel the tension in her body, unsure if it was from anticipation, fear, or both. It didn’t ...