Wendys Audition

Wendy was an aspiring actress. She moved to New York when she was 19 and spent two years trying to get a break into showbiz. She desperately wanted to be a stage actress, with the respect and professionalism that is admired throughout the entertainment world. But New York, just like LA is filled with aspiring actresses, all vying for the same roles.

It wasn’t that Wendy wasn’t attractive. As a tall brunette, 36c, tomboyish frame, off-the-farm fresh good loks, Wendy definitely turned her fair share of heads as she walked down the street. On most days she wore her hair up, especially on auditions as she wanted to be as versatile as possible. It was on her current audition that she realized just how versatile she’d have to be. She had told her temp agency she couldn’t come into work and took the subway to an off-off-off (might as well been in Jersey) Broadway theater.

The ad for the audition didn’t say too much about the production and none of her friends had ever heard of the theater, but she was desperate to get some performances under her belt so she would be taken more seriously at other auditions. As she walked up to the theater she noticed several of the other actresses – all attractive, various ages, various sizes. It was the nature of an open call, all of these women were desperate on some level to perform.

Wendy signed in with the assistant over seeing the group and tried to get some information from him regarding the nature of the play, what roles were open, anything, but all the assistant would say is “the director will give you all the information you need.” He then handed her a form to fill out for the director to look at during the audition.

Wendy took a seat and started going over the form. Most of the questions were what was to be expected: name, date of birth, experience, but some of them were a bit odd: Are you a virgin?, Have you ever done a nude scene?, Would you be adverse to doing a nude scene for a play?

She hesitated and decided that it wasn’t like it was a movie, it was a play in an out of the way theater that no one would ever see. So she indicated she would be willing to do a nude performance.

The auditions were moving quick. Most women went to the stage and returned minutes later rushing out of the theater. When they called Wendy’s name she took a deep breath and walked down the hallway and onto the stage. There were maybe 8 people sitting in the front row. One of them flipped through a stack of papers.

“What is your name, honey?”

“Wendy, Wendy Carlson.”

“Ah, here you are,” he said as he plucked on piece of paper from the small pile. “Let me see, it says here you’ve only done amateur productions with one bit part at the Tyler Theater.”

“That is correct.”

“It also says here that you are willing to perform nude.”

“Uh,” Wendy hesitated.

“Well, are you or aren’t you?”

“I am.”

“Good,” the director said. “Strip. Show us what you’ve got, Wendy.”

Wendy hesitated again.

“We don’t have all day. Either you are willing to perform nude or you aren’t. We have 15 more people to get through today.” The director intimidated Wendy and she knew that if she couldn’t get a part in this production, she wasn’t cut out to be an actress at all.

She took another deep breath and unbuttoned her blouse.

“Good, good,” the director said. The other people also mumbled their approval.

Wendy finally undid all the buttons, pulling the blouse out of her mid length black skirt. Leaving it on her shoulders she undid the belt riding on her hips. It fell to the stage with a clatter. She reached behind her and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the ground. She was still in her thigh high stockings, pumps, white blouse, white bra, and black panties. If she had known she was going to expose herself, she would have worn better underwear.

She shucked the blouse off and pulled the bra off. She wasn’t being sexy about it, not thinking it was a striptease. She undressed as she would if she were alone. But she was very conscious of the eight people looking. It made her nervous and very self conscious.

As if sensing her nervousness, the director spoke to her. “You are doing great. We just need to see your willingness. This is a very experimental play and we can’t have the production hampered by shyness. There will be a lot of nudity in this play. You don’t have a problem being around others who are nude, do you?”

“No. I guess not,” Wendy said as she let her bra drop to the ground and began pulling down her panties. Luckily for her, she had shaved the night before and her dark pubic hair was perfectly shaped and trimmed.

What she didn’t notice as she undressed was a young man walking out onto the stage. He was completely nude, and his hard long cock bobbed as he walked onto the stage. Wendy jumped in surprise, feeling even more out of place. The director didn’t give her a chance to react even further. “Now Wendy, it is very important that the cast are familiar with each other. The show will require certain intimacies and we cannot have Puritanical issues interfere with the production. This is Jack. I want you to explore Jack’s body, become familiar with it.”

Wendy nodded her head and looked up at Jack. He smiled and she blushed. She began walking around him, checking out his physique. He obviously was a runner, with thick powerful legs and tight firm butt. His abs weren’t defined as if he were a body builder, but he definitely didn’t have a beer gut. His bright white smile, strong chin, and bright green eyes helped make him a fairly handsome man. After she had walked all the way around him the director spoke again.

“Do you like what you see?”

“He is very handsome,” Wendy replied.

“And is this how you explore? Thank god you weren’t leading Columbus’s expedition, he might have ended up in China! Explore him. Use your hand, feel him. Look at that powerful cock, touch it, learn it.”

Wendy looked startled but began exploring Jack’s body. Her hand caressed his chest and abdomen. She traced the curve of his ass with her finger. She also felt the muscle in this thigh before gently touching his very erect member. There was a bit of glistening precum on the tip she accidently touched, and it streamed between her finger and his cock. Instinctively she wiped it on her leg before looking at it some more.

“Go ahead and kneel, Wendy,” the director urged. “Get a good look.”

Wendy dropped to her knees and began inspecting the cock. More pre-cum emerged from the tip and Jack shifted his weight a bit from one foot to the other.

The director continued to talk. “There will be sex scenes in this play, Wendy. Go ahead and kiss that cock. Show me what you’ve got.”

Before she really knew what the director had said, Jack had thrust his cock into her mouth. Wendy sucked on it a bit and then got into the rhythm, bobbing her head up and down on the large penis. She used her hand to provide a counter stroke. Her sucking sound was loud and seemed to echo in the theater. She could hear the director talking to the other people he was sitting with. “She’s got it, damn, look at her go.”

Soon Jack pulled back, taking his cock from Wendy’s mouth. He grabbed it and gave it a few yanks with his hand before spurting cum all over Wendy’s mouth and tits. He then stumbled back a bit.

The director told Wendy to stand, the cum still dripping from her face. She looked around for something to wipe it off with, but the director was saying something else.

“Would you have a problem working with women?”

Wendy tried to stammer out that she had never been with a woman before nor had she ever really fantasized about it when a beautiful woman with short blonde hair, dressed in a woman’s business suit walked out onto the stage and went right for Wendy’s breast. The woman began licking off all of Jack’s come. She first started with the large white load on Wendy’s tits and then kissed up Wendy’s neck to suck off the load from her mouth. With little warning or hesistation the blonde woman pressed her lips against Wendy’s and thrust her tongue inside Weny’s mouth.

The woman then kissed down Wendy’s body licking up the bit of cum that had run down her belly. The woman was then eye level with Wendy’s pussy. Wendy hadn’t really had a chance to think of her own arousal but she suddenly became very aware exactly how horny she had become. The woman pressed her mouth against Wendy’s cunt and began to lick and suck. Wendy accepted the wonderful feeling and soon could feel the faint tickling of on oncoming orgasm. Her knees began to weaking and she lowered herself to the stage. She spread her legs wide and let the woman continue. Wendy played with her tits as the woman began to finger her cunt and rapidly lick her clit.

The orgasm swelled through her body as she called out in pleasure. The woman didn’t stop but kept fingering her more quickly until the orgasm subsided. Wendy laid on the stage for a moment, completely forgetting where she was until the director spoke again.

“Well, Wendy, I think we found our lead. Are you ready to do this 4 nights a week, twice on Saturday?”

Wendy crawled to her feet. He noticed the woman had stepped next to Jack and was giving him a slow handjob as both of them watched Wendy talk to the director. “Pardon.”

“The play, Wendy. We are doing Porno on Stage. You’ll be doing what you just did for an audience of 300! You’ll be terrific.”

The others surrounding Wendy agreed that she definitely fits the role and expressed great desire to see her reprise her sexual acts over and over.

“Porno on Stage?” she asked doubtfully, but even as she said it, all she could think of was the orgasm she had had in front of all these strangers. The doubt left her quickly. “When do we begin rehearsal?”