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Preview from chapter one
Her heart races as the director calls her name. She stands up, her chubby thighs rubbing together as she walks over to the set. She's dressed in a tight black dress that clings to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. "Hi, I'm Kelly." She says with a shaky smile.
The director nods, a sly smile playing on his lips as he motions to the king-sized bed with a grandiose wave of his hand. The room is cold and stark, with only the glaring lights from the cameras providing a stark contrast to the shadows that dance on the walls. The men stand in a line, their eyes hungrily appraising her as she starts to unbutton her dress. "Take your time, sweetheart." He says, his voice a gruff purr.
Her hands tremble slightly as she unbuttons her dress, one pearly white button at a time. Each one reveals more of her soft, ample flesh, the fabric parting to showcase her large, round breasts, encased in a lacy black bra that's struggling to contain them. She slips the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor and pool around her ankles. Standing before them in just her lingerie, she feels more exposed than ever. Her thighs are thick and dimpled, her stomach a soft pillow that she tries to suck in despite knowing it's futile. She reaches behind to unclasp her bra, letting her breasts bounce free. They're topped with dark, puffy areolas and large, hardened nipples. She wiggles out of her thong, bending over slightly and giving them a view of her plump ass before she straightens up. She tries to ignore the self-consciousness bubbling up inside her, focusing instead on the excitement of this new adventure.
"You know it's a gangbang audition, right?" he asks, his tone one of amusement mixed with a hint of challenge. He's seen it all before, the nervousness and excitement that dances in a newcomer's eyes as they stand before a sea of expectant men.
Kelly's cheeks flush a deep shade of crimson at the director's blunt question. She had read the script, knew what she signed up for, but hearing it aloud still sends a thrill of fear and arousal through her body. She nods, swallowing hard. "Yes, I do." Her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes darting to the line of men standing before her. Each one is different, a smorgasbord of masculinity that sends a shiver down her spine. Some are tall, muscular, and intimidating, while others are leaner, with piercing gazes that seem to see right through her. She takes a deep breath, her chest heaving, and climbs onto the bed, her legs shaking slightly. The coolness of the satin sheets against her skin sends a jolt through her, and she can feel the moisture building between her thighs. She's never done anything like this before, but the thrill of the unknown is what brought her here. She spreads her legs, exposing herself completely, and awaits their first move.