This is my dirties of secrets…
I’ll skip all the bull and get to the point but I must include some details in order to build up to the climax. So I warn you, this might drag a little but I assure you it will pay off. I want you to understand why I did it.
I am Tiffany, an 18-year-old college student and aspiring model/actress. I am tall and lean, with a few freckles here and there and naturally curly red hair. I am tall enough to be a model and that was always sort of my childhood dream. Well, just like any other pretty girl, modeling and acting is something that I dreamed and fantasized about. However, I never imagined how disgusting agents and producers could be, as I would find out first hand.
My mother has always been very supportive of my modeling and acting. In fact, my younger sister Ashley is drop-dead gorgeous, so mom always has me drag her around to my auditions.
Let me tell you what I had to do to land an agent. In order to get into a modeling agency you first need an agent. See, thousands of beautiful girls send in pictures but only the bold and daring, and what I really mean to say is that, only the girls who are willing to do anything it takes to get into the industry, actually make it.
There was one particular agent I was determined to land because he had a great professional reputation because he had managed some very successful models over the years. I emailed him and after a month received a reply from his assistant. She told me I was a beautiful girl but I needed to send in nude pictures. She also mentioned that out of thousands of girls, I was one of the select few who she had bothered to reply to. Apparently they have to see you naked first.
I wanted the fame so badly that I did not even think twice about it. I was thrilled that I even received a reply. So that very night I got naked for my photographer. About a week later, the agent himself replied to me. He is a fifty-four year old, dirty perverted man by the name of Mitchel.
As usual, I took my sister Ashley, who is sixteen, so she could get some exposure. Oh and she certainly got some exposure. We walked into a waiting room filled with gorgeous girls waiting for their chance to impress Mr Mitchel. He is a tremendously huge Australian man with long blond hair. He kind of looks like a dirty hippie who refused to grow up; but I guess somebody who leads a life like his, does not have to grow up. Managing many supermodels had made him very wealthy so that he was able to lead the life of a bohemian.
Mitchel’s attention was completely directed towards Ashley as soon as we entered his office. I am happy for my sister but I guess you can say I was a little jealous because I had done all the work and it seemed she had a better chance at this point. After the interview Mitchel began casually calling and texting me often, it creeped me out big time. I tolerated his creepiness though because I wanted him to make me famous.
It wasn’t until one night when he invited me over to his mansion that I found out just how truly disgusting he is. I accepted his invitation because I wanted to please him—I mean I wanted to be in good terms with him. I began to realize what I was going to have to do in order to make my dreams come true. I am definitely not a fool.
My mother has never found out any of this or my thoughts because she would never approve; but this was my dream in question, not hers. I will not play a fool and pretend I didn’t know he was going to try to fuck me that night at his place. I never looked at him sexually before that night—never thought about him that way—probably because he is so old to begin with. Also, to be frank, I find him a repulsive human being.
Perhaps when he was younger he might have been attractive. He is a very tall man with an impressive physique, especially for his age, with big strong arms, a broad chest, and long thick legs. I once had sex with a twenty-seven year old—but a man in his fifties? Oh my god. I thought of it as a sort of hazing in order to get into a club. You know, for example, I have a friend who had to suck her history teacher’s dick on camera for a sorority she wanted to join. So that’s how I saw it. I would do it in order to get something I wanted really badly and move on with my life. Eventually it would pay off.
I have been sexually active for a while now and I have fucked a couple of douche bags that I totally regret. You know, those beef heads with tattoos all over their bodies and too much hair product. Mitchel would be one of those mistakes, just some douche I fucked at a party because I was too horny to keep my panties on.
The night at his place we swam around in his amazing pool. We made some small talk and what not, until he crept up close to me and started feeling me up. I was not planning on giving it to him that night—no way—but I wanted him to break the ice—you know? –So I could act like I was disgusted by him and leave in a fit of rage. That was my way of keeping some sort of integrity.
As I rested against the edge of the pool, he caressed my legs and leaned into me.
“You know, Tiffany, you are an absolute treasure. I look forward to your success,” he said in his raspy, deep, Australian accent.
“Thank you.” I smiled uncomfortably.
“But you know, I have been doing this for many years, and I have seen many beautiful women come and go, as you can imagine.”
“Yes, I can imagine.”
He crept his fingers up my thighs and placed his index and middle finger on my bathing suit, precisely upon my pussy and began rubbing gently. My breath turned heavy.
“Well, let me let you into a little secret. I have had relations with every one of my models—every one—every single one—and the reason I am telling you this is because I want you to understand that if you are to be one of my models, you will not be the exception.”
I had trouble replying to this because he was rubbing my clit very intensely. As I tried to say something, anything that would come to mind in order to sound disgusted, he grabbed my thighs and spread them apart, nuzzling his way into me and shoving his bulge on my crotch. I got a good feel of him, that’s for sure.
I took a deep breath, looked away in disgust and then swallowed some whim before I replied.
“Well, Mitchel, I just, well, I just don’t know if I am prepared to do something like that. What you are asking me to do is sell my body for some fame. I am not that type of girl.”
Of course I had already decided that I was going to do exactly that. He smiled and took a sip of his drink.
“Ok look, I am going to go over there to those bushes and take a piss because I don’t want to piss all over you. I am a gentleman after all. This is what I propose to you: when I am finished, I will turn around and look for your amazing tits. If I see your amazing tits I will know you are agreeing to the terms of my proposition and you have my promise that I will include you in a roster of models who will attend a fabulous ball at the home of a famous designer. That will be your ticket into the industry.”
He placed his thick fingers into the edge of my top on the summits of my breasts and pulled it down almost exposing them entirely. I felt his fingernails rubbing against my nipples. He then let me go and crept out of the pool to do his business but when he turned around, my top was still on. A smirk grew on his face.
“Alright now you can get the fuck out of my pool and out of my house! My butler will take you home. Bye!” he barked.
I was taken aback. I did not expect such animosity from him. I took my towel and ran inside practically crying.
“It’s such a pity. You and your sister have so much potential. You’ll never get anywhere with any other agents. They all require the same things anyway.”
I cried myself to sleep that night. Although I had not given it to him yet, I felt gross. The things he said to me, his chauvinistic demeanor, and the thought of his big monstrous hands groping my body had me in jitters.
The more I thought of it, I realized that the reason I was so disgusted at myself and the situation was because Mitchel had aroused me. His body pressed against mine had made me wet and that just gave me the heebie-jeebies. How could such a despicable man have me desiring him? It was something I could not understand then.
I decided to wait a week to call him. I was afraid of him at this point. I knew he was angry with me and I was no longer sure that he would even take me back. I felt I had made a mistake. Go figure. This is how the call went:
“Well, well, well. I have to say that I am not the least bit surprised that you called… but I was not expecting it this soon.”
“Look, prick, let’s just get this over with. When can I come over?”
He cackled so hard he almost choked on his own spit.
“I’m afraid I am no longer interested in what you have to offer, my dear. You made me very upset that night. My pride was hurt. Good luck in your quest in finding fame and fortune. Goodbye.”
I could not believe it. I was right. He no longer wanted any of me. I was so angry with myself. I had thrown in all away. That was my chance and I blew it. But no, I could not give up that easily. I was prepared to do anything he wanted.
“Wait! Mitchel, wait! Please. I’m sorry. I made a mistake. I will do anything you want. Anything. I beg…”
“ You beg? And you will do anything, you say?”
“Anything, Mr Mitchel.”
“Hmmm… well let me think about this. Alright, the terms and conditions have now been broadened.”
“What do you mean?”
“I will send my butler to pick you up next Saturday night and this time you will bring Ashley along for the ride.”
“Ashley? Are you out of your mind? No! That is not going to happen, you disgusting pig! You keep my little sister out of this.”
“Well then, I am afraid this is goodbye.”
And just like that he hung up the phone. I took a very deep breath and dialed right back. He did not answer until after the fourth time I called.
“What?” he barked.
“I’ll do it. I’ll bring Ashley.”
“Is there anything else, mister?”
“Yes, from now on you call me master and you will allow me to spank you for my troubles.”
What a pathetic pig, I thought. “Yes, master,” I answered. “And will Ashley and I be in the same room when…”
“Tiffany, I want both of you at the same time performing sexual acts on me simultaneously. Would you like me to be more explicit?”
“No. I get it,” I replied and hung up.
I could not believe this man. I was so enraged I threw the phone against the wall. My stupid little pride and integrity had cost me my sister. I had made things more complicated because of it. I knew Ashley was sexually active. I have caught her with her boyfriend more than once. So it was not a matter of Mitchel tainting her but the thought of Ashley and me fucking the same guy at the same time was too intense for me to handle. It was practically incest.
This was the ultimate test of how badly I wanted this. I was going to do it. I was going to take my sister in for a fuck fest with this old man. I had absolutely no idea how she would react. Would she run out of the house in a fit of rage? Would she never talk to me again? Or would she actually be horny enough to consider it? I would find out soon enough.
We arrived at his home Saturday night dressed super cute in order to impress our potential agent. I had not told Ashley a word of what she had in store for her. As far as she was concerned, we were just there to talk about the industry and he had been nice enough to let us enjoy his mansion and his pool.
Mitchel greeted us with the most outstanding grin I had ever seen. The bastard could not take his menacing eyes off of Ashley. He was eye fucking her brains out, I am sure. We ended up in the pool as I knew we would. I never once told Ashley of the true intents. Mitchel left to fix himself a drink at one point and I took advantage and tried to break the ice with Ash.
“So what do you think about him?” I asked.
“Mitchel? I don’t know, he kinda’ gives me the creeps.”
I laughed. “I know what you mean. But you don’t think he’s kinda’ hot?”
She looked at me with skepticism. “Holy shit, Tiff. He’s like my dad. Eeeww.”
“But that’s what I like about him. You know what they say, every girl wants a man who is like their dad.”
“Who says that?”
“Ugh… never mind. So you really wouldn’t fuck him? I bet he knows how to please a woman better than the boys we fool around with.”
“Oh my god, Tiff. Are you seriously going to?”
I laughed and blushed.
“Maybe. But I need your approval.”
“Tiffany! Well, he does have a nice body and probably a big dick.”
“So that’s a yes!”
“Umm… well whatever floats your bloat, sis. I guess I can see that father figure thing. It’s kinda’ hot.”
At last I had an approval. When he returned I got straight to business. I completely changed my attitude towards him and began acting like a floozy, hanging around his arms and neck, looking into his eyes and caressing his thick chest. Then I pressed my pink perky lips against the old man’s prickly face and shoved my tongue deep inside. I glanced over at Ashley and noticed she was very distraught. She had never seen this side of me.
Mitchel sucked on my ear and whispered: “Are you going to watch me fuck your little sister?”
I bit his ear and whispered back: “Yes master.” I proceeded to mount him and wrap my legs around his waist.
“Umm… should I leave?” Ashley asked politely.
“What! No. You do this kind of stuff with your boyfriend in front of me all the time.”
She rolled her eyes and started to move away from us.
“Aaww… don’t feel left out. She feels left out, master.”
I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards us.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Kiss him,” I told her as I caressed her hair.
She was very confused.
“He’s a really good kisser, Ash. Trust me. C’mon, relax. Just have some fun.”
I bit my lip but she looked at me disgusted and pulled her arm away.
“You’re sick,” she said as she began to move away.
Mitchel then grabbed both of her arms and pulled her towards him. She looked at him terrified. She was completely man handled. Their glares were intense. Mitchel went in and pressed his lips on hers. They stayed like that for about ten seconds until Ashley started to kiss him. I had done it. She was in. I watched them make out two feet away from me for five minutes as they kissed like passionate lovers. It was a bit bizarre because I didn’t expect Ashley to be so into him.
He then turned to me and kissed me. He went back and forth kissing us until he pressed our faces together in a sort of threesome kiss. I was not purposely kissing Ashley but our tongues were all over the place I did not know what tongue belonged to whom at that point.
He then lifted her up onto the edge of the pool and sat her down peeling off her bottoms until finally laying her down on a towel. He proceeded to devour Ashley’s little pussy for what seemed like an eternity. Ashley moaned like a little bitch. She screamed when she came and her thighs began to shiver.
I decided to take my top off and press my tits against his back while I pulled down his trunks. His big fat cock matched his massive frame. I grabbed it and jacked him off from behind while he ate Ashley out. What a lucky bastard. My sister is stunningly beautiful and there he was, a dirty old man enjoying the most gorgeous pink little pussy of his lifetime.
After he had made her cum a few times, he finally pulled her down to his cock and fucked her brains out like Ashley had never experienced. She moaned like a maniac and screamed.
“Oh my god, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
What a naughty little bitch. She was enjoying this more than I was. Mitchel seemed to have forgotten me completely. I decided to go inside for a drink. When I returned they had moved out of the pool onto the grass. She was taking it doggy style. After a while, we moved up to his master bedroom where he took turns fucking us. He put me on top of her and went back and forth pounding us.
I looked into her pretty eyes as I took his dick. She smiled and pulled me down for a kiss. We kissed passionately as we took the pounding of our lives. When he finally had enough he had us on our knees making out on his dick. I grabbed his shaft while Ashley sucked it. When he came in her mouth I kissed her and made her share some of his load. That was the end of that night. We had no intentions of cuddling. We left home right after and went to sleep. The end.
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