Chapter 1172: Amy truly understands the path to fame and fortune.

Chapter 1172: Amy truly understands the path to fame and fortune.



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Xania really did mean it when she said she would be back in a minute. She hurried to the well- known underwear cabinet near the front door, and basically grabbed the first few items she thought would fit.

She came back to Alan naked but holding a pile of clothes. As she watched him titfucking Amy, she frantically rushed to put the clothes on. She was in a big hurry because she knew that he had been on the verge of cumming just a few minutes before, and the titfuck could easily push him over the edge before she was able to take over from Amy. She wanted his tasty cum.

Alan's face showed signs of struggle as he battled to control his PC muscle, but he remained calm enough to say to Xania, "Uh, if you're playing the innocent in the role-play, I guess we'll have to- UGH! Phew! We'll have to stop this... Uh, titfucking... Which is a damn shame. DAMN!" The sensation of having his erection slide back and forth in Amy's ample cleavage was so good that he felt light headed and giddy.

"Nonsense," Xania said firmly. "Amy, you keep doing that."

He groaned. I'm gonna blow any second for sure! Must... hold... back...

Amy could sense he was getting dangerously close. She froze in place so he'd be able to climb down from the edge.

Xania continued, "Actors are always able to improvise. Just give me a sec to put on something presentable and I'll work with it. Imagine that I'm Dorothy from 'The Wizard of Oz', only a bit older and a lot sexier. You know, the 'I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto,' kind of Dorothy from the start of the story. For some reason I'm really fixating on Kansas. Isn't that where Susan is from?"

He nodded and sighed in relief as he felt his immediate orgasm crisis pass. He waited some long moments then answered, "Yeah, she's from some miserable Buttfuck, Egypt, kind of small town there. I've been there a couple times and believe me, you can skip it."

"Maybe that's why I'm thinking of there, then. Imagine a young, seriously clueless Susan. That shouldn't be too difficult, since that's what she was. Also imagine that you're a small- time Hollywood nobody with extremely white teeth and slicked-back greasy hair. Like Steve Martin's sleazy character from 'Bowfinger', except a lot younger and more handsome."

"I can do that." Despite his still intense orgasmic struggle, he managed to say in a sleazy, drunken Austin Powers type voice, "Hey little girl, would you like some candy?"

Xania laughed. "Exactly. That's the spirit!" She was dressing so quickly that she was almost done. All she had left to do was put a pair of Suzanne's high heels on her feet. Xania's and Suzanne's bodies were so similar that even their shoe sizes were exactly the same.

Finally, she finished getting her heels on and stood up. She walked over to where Amy knelt in front of Alan, as they were still positioned for the titfuck even though neither were moving much at the moment. Although there was nothing in front of Xania but air, she pretended to knock on a door. "Hello? Is this the Dirk Dudley Studio?" She pretended to push the door

open.

Amy began thrusting her chest forward and back, causing the titfuck to resume.

Alan twisted his head around to look at Xania, since she stood behind and to the side of the titfuck action. Xania was a good actress because mere minutes before she'd been acting like a wanton slut as she passionately deep throated Alan, but now she came across all fresh and innocent. She appeared as if she would never have had the slightest clue what deep throating

even was.

Her look just screamed "clueless virgin lost and overwhelmed in the big city." She wore a nondescript pair of shorts and a blouse that she'd tied up so some of her stomach showed. The only thing that didn't fit her farm girl image was her high heels, but she was willing to make that sacrifice since she knew how much Alan liked his women in heels.

He was taken by the sight of her, not to mention heavily distracted by the titfucking. But he finally thought to say, "Yes? I'm Dirk Dudley. Who are you?"

Xania made a perfect "O" with her mouth then put her hand over it. "Goodness gracious! Excuse me. I'm so sorry, I didn't know I was interrupting... Oh my goodness!" She convincingly blushed and looked away from the lewd sight of Alan's erection sliding through Amy's hooters.

Alan couldn't help but laugh at Xania's excellent acting performance. But he said, "Never mind that. This is just my secretary and she's, uh, taking dictation. Thank you Amy, that will be all."

He pushed a disappointed Amy away and walked over to Xania, but he made no effort to put on any clothes other than the T-shirt he was already wearing. Nor did he attempt to hide his erection, which stuck straight out from just under his T-shirt.

He extended a hand to Xania. "Hello. Call me Dirk. And you are?"

"Oh. Sorry. My name is Dorothy. Dorothy Smith." She was blushing even more and now had two hands in front of her face to avert her eyes from the sight of Alan's raging erection, not to mention his buck naked "secretary."

But Alan was insistent in keeping his hand stretched out, so Xania was finally forced to shake it. That left her face partly exposed. She stared with fascination and horror at Alan's stiff pole, with occasional glances to Amy still sitting in the nude.

He said in a smarmy voice, "Nice to meet you, Dorothy. I take it you're the two o'clock appointment here for the audition? Come on in."

But Xania didn't move. Still looking shocked, she said, "Um, aren't you going to, uh, put some pants on or something?"

Alan looked down his body as if only now realizing his semi-nudity. But he just shrugged it off. "Oh. That? We're very casual around here. I take it you're not from California."

Xania wandered further into the "room," even though there was no such thing. She pretended there were plaques and movie posters on the walls of the nonexistent room and made an effort to look like she was examining them. "Um, no. I'm from Buttfucksie, Kansas. It's a small town."

Alan laughed out loud at her tongue-in-cheek town name. "I can imagine. It must be very small. Have you heard of casual dress Fridays?"

"Yes. I think I read about that in a Dilbert cartoon." She continued to pretend a dazed amazement.

"Well, out here in Hollywood we get very casual. Clothing optional, actually. In fact, I'm probably overdressed." He took his shirt off, causing Xania to gasp again. "But never you mind that. Please, come in and sit down."

Xania walked over to the lounge chair she'd been lying on before and sat down on it. She still was pretending to try to look anywhere but at Alan's big boner.

Amy, though, didn't want to be left out of the fun. Since she'd already been roped in as the secretary, she decided to run with that role. Still on her knees where Alan had left her, she crawled behind Alan a short distance next to where Xania was sitting. Then when Alan stood still, she reached out to his erection and began stroking it.

Xania gasped as she watched Amy's hand slide up and down Alan's very wet shaft. "Oh my goodness! What's going on?! She's... She's..." Again, she covered up her face with both hands. Alan couldn't think of any plausible explanation for Amy's blatant act. But still he improvised. Stalling for time, he asked, "You don't know much about Hollywood, do you?"

"No," Xania's shy character admitted. "Just what I see in the movies and on shows like Entertainment Tonight."

"Well, believe me, you've gotten a very censored version of how things really work. Out here, the director is king. The actresses have to do anything and everything to keep the director happy. That's how they get their roles."

In shock, Xania took her hands away from her face and stared at Amy. "Actresses? But didn't you just say she's your secretary?"

Alan waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, she does that too. But mainly she's an actress."

Amy spoke up, trying to sound even more innocent and gullible than she usually did. "That's right! Maybe I'm only a secretary now, but I'm gonna be a big star someday soon! And you know what? I'm from Assfucksie, Kansas! Why, you and I are practically neighbors!" She was now kneeling with her back against Alan's legs, stroking his erection over her shoulder. It made him look like a lord and her look like a worshipful and possessive harem

slave.

He again chortled with mirth at the absurd town name. But he quickly recovered and said, "It's a small world. Amazing. In any case, I am correct that you're here for the audition,

right?"

"Yes, but..." Xania was acting extremely flustered, putting one hand over her eyes and then the other, constantly shifting about. But all the while she was getting good looks at Amy's handjob more often than not.

"Well then, let's get started. I've got a long stream of young beauties that are auditioning for the role. You only have until the three o'clock shows up. Take your clothes off."

"What? What did you say?!"

"I said take your clothes off. You know that these days actresses are judged on their talent and looks, so how can I tell if you're right for the role if you're all bundled up like that?"

"That's why we need to check these things," he said with surprising calm, given all the

arousing things swirling around him.

"Oh! Ugh! It feels like... It feels like... UH! Hnnnngg! God, does it have to feel so GOOD?! And what is your secretary doing now, for that matter? That looks so naughty and wrong!" Amy had taken the opportunity to add her tongue and lips to pleasuring Alan's hard-on, even

as she continued to jack him off at the base of his shaft.

Of course, he was greatly enjoying Amy's new efforts, but now he had something new to explain away. Actually, he had several things to explain because he'd started intermittently suckling on one of Xania's nipples as well. "I'm just checking if you're a virgin, of course. And

this is how I make sure your boobs are real." "By tasting them?!" Xania asked incredulously.

"Hey, whatever works," he shrugged. He thought, Dirk Dudley is dastardly and selfish, I have to

channel that.

"Well, do you have to check my virginity so long? I mean, your fingers keep going in and out so much! It's extremely distracting. It feels like your fingers are making me a woman! Hnnnngg! Please have mercy!"

"I am making you a woman. As an actress, you need that experienced womanly glow. But I

wonder, where's the blood?"

"This is so embarrassing. I'm a virgin, but I had this incident riding a horse... If you won't

remove your fingers from my vagina, please make your secretary stop those nasty things she's doing to you with her mouth and hands!"

Alan replied, "Good. I hate blood. Since you don't have a hymen, the only way I can check to

see if you're really a virgin is to bunch my fingers together like they're a cock, and then simulate a fucking motion. I want to see if you're familiar with that or not."

She panted, "I'm not! Definitely not! But it feels soooo good! Er, I mean... I don't know what I mean!"

He continued, "As for my sexretary, I meant secretary, she's getting a reading of your sex appeal, like I said before."

"Yes, but why does she have to use her mouth?!" Xania acted as if her resolve was slowly crumbling, especially from the way he continued to finger her pussy.

"It's more accurate. She does this with all the auditions. Her jaw gets tired doing this to me so

often. Doris, would you care to take over?"

"NO!" she exclaimed, but her eyes said "yes." Her hips were wildly gyrating in time to his four thrusting fingers, making her look a bit like a go-go dancer dancing in place. "Suit yourself. Amy, how does this one compare with that girl who came in a couple hours

back? She was pretty good too."

"Hmmm. let's see." She swallowed his bulbous cockhead and took him as far down as she could go, which was about a third of his cock. She bobbed up and down on it a few times, then

came back up for air. "Oh, I'm pretty sure you're harder now. Besides, that other one only had E-cups."

He grinned. "Keep checking to be sure. Take all afternoon sucking it if you have to, to uh,

measure the long term effects." He turned to Xania. "You see? It's really no big deal. Here, try

it."

"What?! You want me to put that big thing in my small mouth? You've got to be kidding!" "Dolores-"

"It's Dorothy, actually. And can you stop, you know, putting your fingers up my most private

place? I don't know why, but it's making it so hard for me to think. I almost forgot what my name was there for a moment!"

Alan was getting her name wrong on purpose. He figured it was what the dastardly and thoughtless Dirk Dudley would do. He did take his fingers out of her pussy though, but only so

he could explore more of the rest of her body for a while. "Dorothy, you know the Eagles

song, 'Life in the Fast Lane'?"

"Yeah?"

"Well,

that's about life in the big city in California. You're in the fast lane, now. Either you

adapt or you fail. What's it going to be?"

Xania pretended to be uncertain while she let him explore her ass, pussy, and breasts. The way

he was working her clit drove her so crazy with desire that she really would have had trouble

remembering her name now. Amy stopped sucking and licking Alan's erection and looked up to Xania. "Dorothy, give it a try. It's yummy, actually. Just like eating an ice cream cone. Not only that, but cocksucking, that's what we call doing this, by the way..." - she paused and ran her tongue up and down his

long erection - "Mmmm! Cocksucking is a REALLY big part of being an actress. So you might as well get used to it."

Xania disengaged from Alan's probing hands and mouth. She dropped to her knees and looked

at the tip of his erection from a short distance away. "It is?" "It is!" Amy replied firmly. "Why, I've been acting here in Hollywood for six months now, and

I'd say I probably spend more time sucking Mr. Dudley's cock than doing anything else. After a while, you really come to crave it. Why, between all the different sexretaries he has working for and living with him, it's a big honor to be his favorite cocksucker." She puffed up her chest.

"Which I am." She said this last sentence practically bursting with pride.

"In fact," she continued, "I fuck and suck Mr. Dudley so often that he's practically guaranteed

me I'm going to be in one of his movies one of these days."

"Yep," Alan said. "Practically right around the corner." He said to Xania while tickling at her nipple, "Amy truly understands the path to fame and fortune. But the question is, do you?"