SERIAL FICTION

The First Steps To Becoming A Star

Shadows Of Mayday #31: Candy #2: In need of money to pay her rent, Candy bought every newspaper to look at the ads

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Candy’s next relationship was once again all about sex. By then she had just turned nineteen and he was twenty-four.

She thought since he was older, they would at least be able to talk about other things than only sex. However, some months into the relationship, when the butterflies disappeared, she realized she had been wrong. Age said nothing about connecting on other levels than being intimate.

Their coupling was good — hot even — but after some time there was nothing else to their relationship but the sex.

Again Candy got bored.

She told him she had fallen out of lust with him and the relationship was over. He asked whether he could at least still fuck her from time to time, but Candy refused. She decided with her next relationship she would first get to know the man before they hopped into bed.

After half a year of being single, frustration made it almost impossible for Candy to have coherent thoughts.

She. Needed. Sex.

She masturbated almost daily, but it didn’t satisfy her anymore. Candy needed a man’s hands on her body, the hard muscles of a man’s body against her own soft curves. She wanted a cock insider her.

At that moment, Candy was out of a job and desperately looking for one to pay the next month’s rent. She bought every newspaper in the bookstore and at home she circled adverts for jobs she could apply for.

Then she saw the advert in the small classified section.

It described her: blond woman with curves and at least C-cup breasts.

Some movie director advertised for a woman with the described appearance to play in a movie.

No acting experience needed.

The heading of the classified section where the advert appeared told Candy what movies this director made.

Candy thought about it for an hour or two and then called the listed number. She received an invitation to a job interview for the next day.

Doubting herself, she followed a method her mom had taught her years before. She took a pen and a piece of paper and jotted down the advantages and disadvantages of working in the sex industry.

She didn’t get far.

Under the heading ‘advantages’, she wrote: Sex without having to be in a relationship and I will have a job. The disadvantages were: I won’t be able to tell the family about my job.

She stared at the three points and eventually pushed the paper aside. Candy didn’t know what else to put on the list and decided waiting until she had done the interview. She might not even get the job.

She was wrong.

Four other women sat in the waiting room when Candy arrived. The movie director called them into his office for their interviews. After he had spoken to her, the director told her to return to the waiting room. The other women waited there too.

Together with the creative director, the movie director joined the women in the waiting room. The conversation seemed casual, but Candy instinctively understood it was part of the selection procedure. When the two directors left the room again, the women were quiet. They didn’t have to wait long before the movie director called them back to his office, one by one.

Candy was the last to be called. In this final interview, she learned the four other women had left, and the job was hers.

The conversation that followed was much more relaxed. So much so that when the movie director asked her to undress because he wanted to see her naked, Candy did it with no hesitation. Even though the job was hers, she had not yet signed a contract, and she thought they might still judge her.

The man approached her and walked all around her, looking up and down as if judging her. He stood still in front of her, looked at her breasts and then at her face. She smiled up at him and he took this as permission to touch her breasts. He weighed them in his hands, tried to close his hand around it and squeezed it to confirm that they were real.

“Spread your legs,” he said in a hoarse voice.

Candy hesitated for a second, shrugged and spread her legs. The movie director slipped a finger between her labia and discovered the wetness of his new employee.

“I’m going to make you a star,” he said in a matter-of-fact voice as he turned around and sat down behind his desk.

Candy thought she caught a glimpse of an erection in his pants, but she couldn’t be sure, as it disappeared behind the desk too quickly.

The man pushed a document towards her.

Still naked, Candy walked to his desk. It was her contract — three pages of legal mumbo jumbo. Her eyes searched for the important elements. They offered her a contract for a year and she had to make a minimum of ten movies during that year. If she was still in demand by the end of her contract, she would receive a new one.

“Tomorrow I want a list from you of things you don’t want to do. Sexual things, that is,” the movie director said and Candy nodded.

“When you’re here tomorrow, I want to take your measurements for different outfits. Not that you will wear clothes most of the time,” he chuckled.

Candy blushed.

“I can give you my list now,” she said.

The movie director gave her pen and paper. Her list was short: blood, feces, and urine were off limits, as was bestiality. Other than that, she listed things she had no experience with, but would like to try, such as anal sex, sex with a woman, and sex with two or more men at the same time. The movie director smiled when he read it.

“You’ll meet the other porn stars tomorrow,” were the last words she heard before she left his office.

Two days after she signed her contract, Candy received her first script. She was to play in a movie about two couples going on a vacation together in a cabin in the woods of Canada. They got snowed in and had to come up with a way to pass the time until the roads opened again. Playing games soon got boring and to spice things up, they changed most of the games into a version of strip poker. One thing led to another and, as it did, everyone had sex with everyone.

In this first movie, Candy was immediately confronted with two of the things she was inexperienced in: sex with two men and sex with a woman. It made her nervous, but the script looked like fun and she liked the other actors. Since she was the newbie, everyone helped her where they could, even if helping her only meant that they could touch her whenever they wanted.

Continued: Shadows Of Mayday #32

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This story is a work of fiction, and the author’s tribute to all victims of air crashes. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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