6TAD Chapter 1168: Amy truly understands the path to fame and fortune. (Patreon)

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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?"

"Bundled up? Where I come from, I'm practically nude already!"

"Well then if you've gone that far you might as well go all  the way. If you plan to succeed in this town you need to have hunger and  determination. Are you that kind of star material?"

"I am." There was a proud defiance in her eyes.

"Then hurry up and show me what you've got. We don't have much time."

Blushing furiously, Xania began to slowly undress. Excellent  actress that she was, she managed to look extremely reluctant and under  duress while simultaneously doing an arousing striptease. But when she  got down to just her bra and panties, she stopped and tried her best to  cover her privates with her hands.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dudley, but I can't! I just can't go any  further than this! No one has ever seen me naked, not even my brother  Jethro!"

Alan said as Amy continued to stroke him, "That's too bad.  Did I mention there is going to be a nude scene in this movie? How can I  cast you for this extremely important starring role if you won't strip?  I guess I'll have to hope our three o'clock appointment is a little  more hip. It's too bad, 'cos you have such great breasts. I mean, uh,  potential. Great potential."

Xania's eyes lit up. "Did you say this is the STARRING role?"

"That's right. The woman in this incredible role is probably  going to be catapulted to fame and fortune. Too bad for you. And I had  such a good feeling about you, too. Ah well. Good day. Amy, please see  this young lady to the door, and then come back for some more  'dictation.'"

"No! Wait!" Xania said. "I'll do it. Really, I can be hip  too. Here. Look." She quickly undid her bra and slipped off her panties,  then tossed the items aside. She tried to stand without covering  herself up, but managed to look exceedingly nervous and uncomfortable  about it.

"Hmmm." Alan said skeptically as he appraised her. "Come here, Daisy."

"It's Dorothy, actually." She very tentatively drew closer to him.

"Whatever. Dorothy, don't be alarmed but there's a lot of  fakery in this town. Fake boobs, fake noses, fake everything." He  smirked, "You can't trust some people sometimes. I'm going to have to  check to make sure everything is real." He reached out with both hands  and began fondling her body.

Xania shivered and trembled, but let his hands have free  reign over all of her charms for a few moments. However, when both of  his hands homed in on her breasts, she looked down in alarm and said,  "Look, I don't know about this, Mr. Dudley."

"Call me Dirk. Dang, what are these, G-cups?" He hefted her boobs up repeatedly.

Amy was stroking his erection all the while.

"Oh!" Xania cried out as if goosed when he pinched one of her nipples. "I really don't know about this, Dirk."

"But are they? G-cups?"

"Yes, but I hardly see that how that's relev- ooh!"

"Nice ass!" he said as he groped her ass cheeks.

"Thank you. I mean, well, I'm not sure if I should be  flattered. Do you really have to put your finger... Oh my goodness!  That's my ass! And I mean, I thought I might have to go topless at some  point, but... Mr. Dudley! What do you think you're doing?! Now you have  your hand on my..."

"Pussy. It's called a pussy. Or cunt, if you prefer." He played with her clit.

"Oooh! Goodness gracious! What did you just do there? In any case, I didn't expect to be manhandled in my very first audition!"

"I'm not manhandling you. I take offense to that. I'm examining your talent."

"But why do you have to check if that's real?! Aren't they all real?"

"Surprisingly, no. Have you ever heard of labial surgery? It's very common in Hollywood, at least."

"Um, what's that?" She gawked at Amy stroking his hard-on, and managed to look both scandalized and excited.

"Well, some women think their pussies don't look attractive  enough, so they have cosmetic surgery. It's hard to tell without a very  close, tactile examination."

"I assure you I didn't have that. I didn't even know they did  that. So you can take your fingers out of my, er, nether regions  already! And haven't you checked my breasts enough?"

"No, I haven't. Why, I barely know you. Why should I trust  you?" Alan should have taken things slower to be true to the role-play  situation, but he was so aroused that he pretty much went straight for  Xania's breasts and pussy and explored there exclusively. Within less  than a minute he had his mouth latched onto one of her nipples and had  two fingers pumping inside her slit.

After a while, Xania asked, "Is this really how things work in Hollywood?"

"Of course."

"Why are your fingers going so deep? Are you looking for something up inside my...?"

"Cunt."

"I can't even say that. Ooh! I'm feeling all tingly. Did you  leave the heat on in here? It seems so hot all of a sudden. Oh goodness  gracious, Mr. Dudley!" Her entire body seemed to be moving in time to  Alan's fingers in her pussy. Her hips especially had started rocking  back and forth in time to his finger thrusts, driving the fingers in  deeper with each pass.

Out of the blue, he asked, "Should I stop?"

"I guess being checked like this isn't all bad." She was on  the verge of orgasm and was having a hard time keeping her act together.  "But I still don't understand why your secretary has to be naked and  rubbing, well, I can't even say it!" She stared at his hard-on, and then  covered her eyes with both hands.

"You can call that a cock."

"Mr. Dudley! That's so profane!"

He explained, "My secretary is checking your sex appeal.  She's holding my dick, and sensing how hard I get blatantly fondling  every part of your body. Only the sexiest fresh young actresses get my  dick extremely hard. And let's be honest, that's one of the main goals  of actresses such as yourself, to arouse the audience, especially the  male audience." He asked Amy, "How is Daisy doing?"

"It's Dorothy," Xania complained.

"She's doing great!" Amy replied. "You're totally hard, and throbbing too!"

"That sounds like star potential to me." Alan was having a  ball. Xania was putting on such a convincing performance that he felt he  really was a sleazy director taking advantage of a casting-couch-type  situation. And the unexpected addition of Amy as a naked and constantly  fondling secretary was wildly improbable but an extremely enjoyable  hoot.

Xania was hot as a firecracker and loved what he was doing,  but she had to pretend otherwise. She finally looked down and feigned  great shock as he switched from pumping two fingers into her pussy to  four. "Mr. Dudley! Whatever on God's green Earth are you doing?!  Goodness gracious! Oh! SO FULL! Please, not so many fingers, I beg of  you! No one's ever touched me there. Even I haven't touched myself there  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?"