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Anything to be a Star - Part 6
🕑 Added 2023-07-10 05:12:58 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"Don't forget my ass, Tom," Mark instructed.
Sarah winced just a little as the producer instructed her boyfriend to wash his ass. It seemed likely that Tom had never imagined being in the shower with her and a powerful man that had taken control of both of them for the weekend, and yet there he was standing behind Mark with a bar of soap in his hands, carrying out the orders to thoroughly wash the older man's body.
"And don't forget to wash my cock and balls, Sarah," Mark added with a smile.
She ran her soapy hands down his chest, over his surprisingly firm stomach, and between his legs. Sarah smiled at the producer as she took his big cock in one hand and his balls in the other. She cleaned him thoroughly and she felt his flesh grow from her touch. Sarah smiled again, though this time it was genuine. Despite the mild disgust she felt at having given herself over to the producer, part of her liked that she could arouse him with such ease.
"Get on your knees," Mark said when Sarah had finished cleaning his cock and balls. "Both of you."
Sarah fell to her knees and saw Tom do the same thing. She looked up at Mark and awaited his command.
"Wash my balls with your mouth," Mark instructed.
Sarah lifted his heavy, half hard cock, leaned closer, and took one of his testicles into her mouth. She looked up at the producer, batted her eyelashes, and worked him with her mouth while gently rubbing the head of his cock and helping him to grow to a fully erect state.
"Wash my asshole with your tongue, Tom," Mark said as he held Sarah's gaze. A smile - the cocky kind she'd seen so often over the past few days as the producer's house - crossed his face.
Sarah couldn't see what her boyfriend was doing, but when Mark moaned she was fairly certain her boyfriend was dutifully licking a freshly-cleaned asshole. Tom had already sucked cock, worshiped balls, cleaned cum out of her pussy, and taken a load directly in his mouth that weekend, so licking a clean asshole clearly wasn't that big of an ask.
"You're a lucky woman, Sarah," Mark said as he ran his fingers through her wet hair. "Your boyfriend is extraordinarily supportive. I'll admit that I've played with a few couples in the past, but I've never encountered a man willing to go to the lengths that Tom has traveled in support of your career."
Sarah took both of Mark's balls in her mouth and sucked gently as she stroked his now stiff cock. She maintained eye contact, too, showing that she was eager to offer every bit of herself to him.
"Should I fuck him, Sarah?" Mark asked.
She shook her head. Tom had already admitted that he'd likely let Mark take his ass if the producer demanded it, but she didn't want that for her boyfriend. It seemed unimaginably humiliating, even if Tom was able to compartmentalize it as little more than making a sacrifice for the long term health of her career.
"Take my cock in your mouth," he demanded.
Sarah released his balls and slipped the head of his long, thick cock in her mouth. The producer took hold of her head with both hands and fucked her face with long, slow thrusts. She had to fight off her gag reflex each time he pushed in, but Mark went slow enough that Sarah could do it without too much of a struggle.
"Stand up, Tom," Mark instructed. "Put your hands against the wall and stick your ass out."
Out of the corner of her eye Sarah saw her boyfriend do as the producer instructed. Mark then grabbed Tom's ass and gave it a firm squeeze. He smacked it twice, too, though Tom kept silent.
Mark pulled his cock from Sarah's throat, stepped back in the massive shower, and said, "Rim his asshole. Right now."
Sarah crawled behind Tom, spread his ass cheeks, and pressed her face between them. She rimmed him vigorously as he stood with his hands pressed against the elegantly tiled wall. Tom moaned, too, and the idea that she was making him feel good - and perhaps doing so before he got fucked - made her just a little bit happier.
"Will you fight me if I try and fuck you, Tom?" Mark asked.
"No," Tom answered. "We...I agreed to this weekend, to do as I was told, as you wanted. I don't want you to fuck me, but I won't fight you."
"And if I said that I wanted to fuck one of you in the ass," Mark said. "Which would you have it be, Tom? You, or your beautiful girlfriend?"
Tom looked over his shoulder and down at Sarah, who was still busy rimming his asshole. "Me," he said. "It should be me. If you have to fuck one of us in the ass, make it me."
Sarah felt intense love for her boyfriend in that moment. It was decidedly odd to experience that feeling while rimming his asshole in the shower belonging to a producer that was threatening to sodomize Tom, but she felt it nonetheless. She wanted to spin Tom around, swallow his cock, and fellate him until he flooded her mouth with his load. She refrained from doing so, though, for just like Tom she'd willingly ceded control to Mark.
"Like I said, Sarah, you're a very lucky woman," Mark said. "Your boyfriend is clearly willing to sacrifice for you in a way few men are."
"I know I'm lucky," Sarah replied as she rubbed small circles over Tom's asshole with her index finger.
"Both of you on your knees," Mark instructed. "I do, in fact, intend on having anal sex with one of you before this weekend is over, but that can wait for later."
Tom spun around and dropped to his knees next to Sarah. Their fingers entwined as they both looked up at Mark, who stepped closer and began stroking his cock furiously.
"For now, you can take my load on your faces," Mark said. "Then you can help each other get clean. Make sure you do a good job, too, because we have a guest coming in an hour."
Sarah tensed up. There had been no mention of anyone else entering the house and witnessing her willingness to whore herself and her boyfriend out for the weekend.
"You'll be meeting your potential costar," Mark explained. "We haven't yet cast the man who will be playing opposite you, but I have a favorite for the role and he's coming over for a chemistry read."
Tom kissed Sarah's neck and whispered, "It's okay, Sarah," as he squeezed her hand. "It will all be worth it, I promise."
"Good chemistry between actors is important, Sarah. It's what makes most movies work, and having good chemistry with someone is often what makes a movie star, so I want to make sure there's something real between you and the man you'll be playing opposite of in the blockbuster we'll be making together," Mark said as he stroked his cock a little faster.
Sarah's mind ran through countless potential scenarios. Was Mark going to have her do an actual script reading with an actor, or was he merely pulling someone else into his psychosexual game? Would Sarah be permitted to wear clothes? Would Tom be involved? Anything seemed possible with Mark in control.
"Now beg for my load," Mark instructed.
"Please, cum on my face," Tom said without hesitation.
Sarah looked up at Mark and saw the lust in his eyes. She saw him getting off on the control he had over them. She realized there was almost no chance that he'd let her be professional with the actor coming over for a chemistry read. She was almost certainly going to get fucked by another man.
"Cum on my face," Sarah said. "Cum on our faces. Let us share your load."
The head of Mark's cock swelled up and a moment later a thick rope of cum launched onto Sarah's face. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth and the shower filled with Mark's grunts and groans as he enjoyed yet another orgasm courtesy of Sarah and Tom.
When he was finished, Mark pushed his cock into her mouth and Sarah sucked the head, gathering a few drops of cum from the tip and holding him between her lips until he pulled out with an audible pop.
"Kiss your boyfriend," Mark instructed. "Share my load. Then you can get cleaned up for our guest."
Mark stepped out of the shower as Sarah turned to Tom and shared a deep, cum-flavored kiss with him. She caressed his cock and balls, teasing his stiffness and keeping him in an aroused state in the hope that it would make having to share another man's cum a little less painful for him.
"Don’t bother getting dressed," Mark said. "I want to see if there's real chemistry. None of the fake shit that actors so often resort to."
Sarah's tongue entwined with Tom's as it became clear that she'd almost certainly be having sex with someone else that day. The guy was guaranteed to be hot and fit, though, so at least there was a chance the sex would be good.
"Carter, come in," Mark said.
"Hey, thanks for inviting me over," the young actor replied.
Sarah and Tom were seated in the living room. They were both naked and her pulse raced as she wondered if Carter knew what was about to unfold.
"Uh...what the fuck?" he asked as he stepped into the living room with Mark, who'd put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt to welcome their guest. "Mark, what the fuck?"
Carter clearly hadn't been informed as to the nature of his chemistry read. Either that or he was an exceptionally good actor.
"Mark, seriously, what's going on here?" Carter asked as he took a few steps back.
Mark smiled, gestured towards Sarah and Tom, and said, "This is Sarah. She's already been cast in the movie because she's already proven her willingness to do whatever it takes to earn her shot at stardom. The man sitting next to her is Tom, her boyfriend, who's proven that he's willing to do literally anything to ensure that his girlfriend gets what she wants."
Carter looked utterly dumbfounded as he looked at Sarah and then quickly looked away like he was embarrassed to be staring at a naked woman.
"I need to leave," Carter said as he turned and walked away.
"If you do, I'll make sure you never work again, Carter," Mark replied. "I'll make sure that all your dreams go up in smoke, that no producer worth a damn will take a meeting with you, that no director will audition you. I'll make sure that you have to give up on your dreams, that you have to go home with your tail between your legs because you were too afraid to fuck a beautiful woman in front of her boyfriend."
Carter stopped, turned, and slowly approached the living room once more. He looked at Sarah, who offered a smile. Carter was, after all, exceptionally good looking and he seemed to be in remarkably good shape. Fucking him would almost certainly be pleasurable, and if that's what it took to secure the part she wanted, then that was actually far less difficult than anything she'd already done that weekend.
"That's all I want, Carter," Mark said. "I want you to fuck Sarah while Tom and I watch. I want to see if there's real chemistry between the two of you. This will be the one and only time you fuck each other. I want the sex to stoke the flames of desire between you and I want that desire to be obvious when you're on camera together. I want the audience to feel your lust for each other, your desperation to be together. I want it to be in every frame of every scene you have together."
Though he was going about it in an unconventional manner, Sarah couldn't help but agree with the idea that she and Carter should have crackling chemistry and that if they felt genuine sexual desire for each other that it would undeniably improve the movie.
With that in mind, she stood and sauntered towards the young actor. Sarah hadn't been instructed to do so, but she took the initiative and it put a smile on Mark's face.
"I promise, it won't be so bad," Sarah said softly as she reached up and ran her fingers over Carter's chest. "I can make you feel good, just like I know you can make me feel good."
"I...I have a girlfriend," Carter replied.
She smiled. "And I have a boyfriend. We have to make sacrifices if we want something that every other actor in Hollywood wants, Carter." Sarah's fingers made their way over his stomach and between his legs and she massaged his cock through his jeans. "You could pass up the opportunity of a lifetime, Carter, but there's no reason to do that. Not when Mark is asking you to do what you already want to do."
It hadn't taken more than a few gentle strokes through his pants to bring Carter's cock to an erect state, which Sarah took to mean that he wanted her. She smiled, took his hand, and gently placed his fingers between her legs. He pushed inside her and for a moment his eyes went wide.
"It's okay that you want me," she said softly. "I want you too. I felt it the moment you walked in. I think you felt it. I think you saw me and you wanted me, just like I wanted you, Carter."
He fingered her a little faster and cupped one of her breasts with his other hand. Sarah unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down along with his underwear, freeing his cock and wrapping her fingers around his impressively thick erection.
"I do," Carter said. "I want you, Sarah."
It was possible he was acting, at least in part, but his cock was hard as a rock and his breathing had gotten faster and deeper. His body was awash in desire, desire for her, desire that Sarah felt in her loins.
Sarah looked at Mark as she caressed the actor's big cock and asked, "Where would you like us to fuck?"
"On the couch," Mark answered. "And feel free to take your time. I'm in no rush."
Sarah turned her attention back to Carter, stepped closer, and kissed him. His hands moved down her back and he grasped her ass as desire coursed through her body. Their tongues mingled slowly as it felt as though their bodies were melding together in the way it tends to when you're truly clicking with someone.
Their bodies remained pressed together and their lips hovered achingly close as the kiss ended. Sarah bit her lower lip and then stepped back and lifted Carter's shirt over his head. She smiled at the sight of his strong arms, well-built chest, and carved abs, and then took his hand and led him towards the couch.
"Come to me, Tom," Mark instructed as Sarah and Carter approached. Her boyfriend smiled, stood, and hurried towards the producer.
Sarah kissed Carter again. His hands moved over her body again. Her pussy gushed with desire as she stroked his cock, which felt as though it had gotten bigger on their stroll across the living room.
"Do you really want me?" Sarah whispered.
Carter nodded. "Desperately. You're gorgeous, Sarah, and sexy. So fucking sexy."
She smiled, kissed his neck, and then slowly dropped to her knees, showering his chest and stomach in kisses along the way. Sarah looked up at Carter, wrapped her fingers around his cock, and stroked him slowly while kissing and licking the head. He closed his eyes and moaned and she was about to take his dick into her mouth when she heard the producer moan too.
Sarah turned and saw Tom on his knees in front of Mark. She couldn't see the blowjob - all she saw was the back of Tom's head - but it was obvious Mark was getting his dick sucked. Sarah felt terrible for her boyfriend - it was deeply unfair that she was about to fuck someone else while he was made to suck dick - but there was nothing to be done about it.
Sarah took Carter's cock in her mouth and sucked on the head. He moaned and reached down to run his fingers through her hair. She sucked a little harder, swirled her tongue around the head, and then pulled back, smiled at him, and said, "You taste good, and your cock is fucking gorgeous."
Carter smiled and once again his lips parted and a moan escaped as she took him in her mouth once more. Sarah wrapped her fingers around his shaft and used her spit to lube him as she stroked and sucked at the same time. She offered his balls a bit of pleasure with her fingers, too, doing everything she could do lure Carter into a state of wild desire.
After a long, teasing blowjob, Sarah stood and they kissed while Carter's fingers found their way into her pussy. She heard the faint sound of Tom sucking cock while arousal coursed through her body, but she was far too caught up in her lust for Carter to give her boyfriend much thought.
"I want you," she said. "I need you to fuck me, Carter. I need your cock inside me."
He smiled, picked her up, and set her on the couch. Sarah thought for sure that he'd slide his dick inside her, but instead he kissed his way down her body, showering her perky breasts with affection - and sending waves of pleasure from her nipples to her pussy - before making his way between her legs.
Carter's strong hands moved over her body and up to her breasts as he licked and sucked on her clit, doing so in a slow and rhythmic fashion clearly designed to slowly lure her into a state of intense, overwhelming desire.
As Carter ate her pussy, Sarah watched Mark pull his cock from Tom's mouth and walk towards the living room's other couch. The producer stripped, sat, and directed Tom to get on his knees and continue fellating him. Sarah's boyfriend took a moment to look her way and she saw a flash of jealousy in his eyes, jealousy that she hadn't seen prior to that moment. It made sense, though, as Carter was younger and far better looking than Mark. He was, in a way, more of a threat to Tom, though he had nothing to worry about, for Sarah had no intention of leaving her boyfriend.
"On your knees, Tom," Mark instructed. "Right now."
Sarah watched her boyfriend sink to his knees in front of the producer and resume sucking cock. As he did, she turned her attention to Carter, the gorgeous, muscular actor eating her pussy. Soon Carter would be inside her. Soon his big cock would fill her pussy with long, deep strokes. Soon he'd be fucking her to what she hoped was a body shaking orgasm, and Sarah couldn't help but lose herself in an overwhelming kind of desire.
"Carter, please, fuck me," she said. "Please, I need you inside me. I need you to give me that big cock of yours."
Carter smiled and kissed his way up her body. Mark moaned and Sarah heard Tom gag on the producer's cock. She didn't look his way, though. She was far too turned on to think about Tom in that moment. She was far too concerned with having Carter's cock in her pussy.
Their lips met as Sarah reached down to guide Carter's cock between her pussy lips. An intense, unexpected kind of pleasure exploded outwards from her loins as he filled her. His cock felt better than Mark's. Far better. His body felt better on top of hers. His lips felt better against hers. Everything about fucking him better than fucking the producer.
"Oh, fuck, Carter, that feels so good," she said while wrapping her legs around him.
Carter moaned and pulled out slowly before filling her once more. Their lips met and they kissed as she ran her fingers up and down his back while his cock moved in and out of her body.
In the moment, it felt like sex unlike any Sarah had ever experienced. It felt like her whole body was alive with pleasure. Everywhere he touched her felt good. Every thrust brought with it a deeper level of sexual joy and it was clear the orgasm she'd have on Carter's cock would be extraordinary.
As Sarah lost herself in the pleasure of fucking Carter, she heard Tom moan. It wasn't a moan of pleasure, though. It was one of pain. It pulled her attention from the sex she was having and she lifted her head and looked towards her boyfriend.
Tom was on his hands and knees on the couch. Mark was behind him. He was inside him. He was fucking him while watching his two would-be actors have sex. He was using Tom's asshole for his pleasure while enjoying the sight of his future stars indulging in their overwhelming need for each other.
Again Sarah felt bad for Tom, but there was nothing she could do about it, and even if there was something she could have done, Sarah's body refused to let her spend more than a few moments considering her boyfriend's plight. The sex with Carter felt too good to think about anything else. She had to focus on the blissful sensations of his cock moving in and out of her, of his body on top of hers, of his lips moving over her neck, of his hands playing with her breasts as they fucked.
"Carter, I'm going to cum," she said. "Cum with me. Cum inside me. Cum in my pussy!" She needed it. She needed him to cum inside her. She needed to feel her gorgeous would-be costar explode in her pussy.
Carter fucked her faster in response. Sarah closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around him, and held him tight. She heard Tom moaning and Mark grunting in the background. Her boyfriend was almost certainly taking a load in his ass. He was doing it for her. He was making a sacrifice for Sarah while she got to enjoy a perfect fuck with another man.
"I'm cumming!" Sarah cried out.
"Oh, fuck!" Carter yelled.
He buried his cock in her pussy and they came together. She held him as close as she could and listened to his heavy breathing and his wondrous grunts and groans. Her pussy pulsed with pleasure, sending waves throughout her body and leaving her fingers and toes tingling with delight as Sarah experienced an orgasm of rare quality.
"Wow," she said as Carter's cock remained inside her. "That was...you were...that was really good."
"It really was," he replied.
"Yes, it was," Mark said from behind them. "Better than I expected, actually. I think I've found both my stars."
Carter smiled and kissed Sarah. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she felt a wave of renewed arousal wash over her.
"You can't have him again," Mark said, dashing Sarah's hopes that she and Carter would fuck again before the night was over. "Not until after the press tour, at least. You're free to do as you please once your obligations to the movie are over."
Carter looked a little bit crestfallen and Sarah couldn't help but feel the same way. She knew it was a temporary feeling that would wash away soon enough, but she still would've loved to have him again.
Instead, Carter kissed her once more, pulled out, and sat on the couch. Sarah looked at Tom, who was on his knees on the floor. His expression was blank, which made it impossible to know just how miserable or angry he was after the anal pounding he'd received.
"Go clean her pussy, Tom," Mark instructed. "Carter, you may go."
Carter looked reluctant to leave, but he knew better than to question the man that held the future of his career in his hand. As Tom crawled toward Sarah's pussy, her soon-to-be costar got up, got dressed, waved goodbye, and walked out.
Sarah's body trembled as Tom kissed her thighs and pussy lips. She looked down at him and smiled right as he plunged his tongue inside her and searched for Carter's load.
"Did you enjoy fucking your costar?" Mark asked.
"I did," Sarah admitted. "It was...it was much better than I expected."
Mark smiled and walked towards the couch. He sat a few feet from Sarah and reached out to run his hands over her calf. "The connection was obvious from where I sat, and it was far hotter to watch than I expected."
Mark glanced at Tom and smiled as he watched Sarah's boyfriend dutifully lick another man's cum from her pussy.
"Tom was better than I expected, too," he added. "He didn't hesitate to get on his hands and knees for me. I know it hurt when I took his ass, but he didn't try and run from it. He gave himself to me, Sarah. He let me have his ass. He let me fuck it hard. He let me cum deep inside him." Mark looked at her and smiled. "I wouldn't ever let him go, Sarah. He might prove to be a far greater asset to your career than you can imagine."
Sarah looked at Tom and reached down to caress his face as he continued to clean her pussy. His tongue felt soothing and his dedication to doing exactly as Mark instructed filled her with love, for it had become increasingly clear that the producer enjoyed taking advantage of Tom just as much as he enjoyed taking advantage of Sarah."
"I love you, Tom," she said. "I love you more than anything."
"I love you too," he replied. "And I'll do anything for you, Sarah. Anything at all."
"That's good," Mark chimed in, "because there's so much more time left for us to play and I have a few very naughty ideas that I want to explore."
Sarah was a little nervous - the look on Mark's face made it seem like he'd only scratched the surface of his desires - but she couldn't imagine he could come up with anything she and Tom would be afraid of.
