Anal Rookie Tryouts

I could feel my heart pounding as I walked into the dimly lit studio, the air thick with anticipation and the faint scent of lube. They called it "Anal Rookie Tryouts," and I was the fresh-faced newbie, 19 and eager to prove I had what it took to join the big leagues of hardcore porn. The director, a burly guy with a clipboard and a smirk, eyed me up like fresh meat. "Strip down, rookie. Let's see if that tight little ass can handle the real deal." Naked and trembling, I bent over the casting couch, my cheeks spreading wide under the harsh lights. The first guy stepped up—a hung stud with a cock like a battering ram, already glistening with pre-cum. "Relax, baby," he growled, pressing the fat head against my virgin pucker. I'd fingered myself back there before, but nothing prepared me for the burn as he pushed in, inch by merciless inch, stretching my ring until it gaped around his shaft. "Fuck, she's tight!" he groaned, gripping my hips and slamming deeper. I gasped, my pussy dripping onto the cushions despite the pain, my body betraying me with waves of forbidden pleasure. He pounded me raw, balls slapping my clit, pulling out only to watch my hole wink open before diving back in. Cum leaked from my untouched slit as my first orgasm ripped through me, anal only—proof I was a natural. But tryouts weren't over. Next came the trainer, a veiny monster even thicker, lubing up with spit. "Time to gape, rookie." He fisted my cheeks apart, tonguing my stretched rim before burying himself balls-deep in one brutal thrust. I screamed into the pillow, my ass clenching like a vice, milking him as he reamed me out. Double penetration followed—his cock and a massive dildo, turning my hole into a sloppy, prolapsed mess. I came again, squirting across the floor, begging for more. By the end, three loads painted my insides white, my ass a ruined, cum-farting wreck that wouldn't close. The director nodded. "You're in. Welcome to the squad." I staggered out, sore and satisfied, already craving round two.