Working with Woody Chapter 2

 Working with Woody

Chapter Two.

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"Maybe I should come back later," Selena Gomez blurted out, looking away from Elle Fanning and the director and turning around to leave.

"No, you stay," he said and she froze in her spot. Trying to think of a way out of the situation that would not get her fired, she argued, "It's just that... my clothes are drenched and I don’t want to get sick--"

"Take a rest, dear," Woody told the 19 year old blonde, lifting his hand to allow her to raise her head without acknowledging Selena's subterfuge, "I think you're making miss Gomez here a little uncomfortable."

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Selena!" Elle apologized, using the back of her hand to wipe the spit and pre-cum off her lips, "I tend to lose myself in the character I'm playing."

"The... character...?" Selena asked with confusion, wondering why the cute girl was now sitting next to Woody like she was at Sunday school; knees together with her hands on her lap and her chin up, plus a big smile on her lips.

"Yeah, there's a really big scene in which my character gives a blowjob and Woody is helping me rehearse until it looks just right."

"Wait, what?! There's no blowjob scene in the script!"

"There's been a rewrite," the director informed her with a coy grin.

"A rewrite? What rewrite? Nobody told me anything about--"

"I am telling you now. That's why we needed to have this meeting. You see, I made some changes to the script. You and Elle have another scene together, one where you kiss. That's what I want you to rehearse right now."

"Wha-- what?!" an upset Selena blurted out. She noticed how happy and agreeable Elle seemed to be with all of it and she wondered if Woody had completely brainwashed the young girl or if she was just a big slut like so many of her colleagues. "You can't just add a scene like that to the script!"

"Of course I can. I wrote the movie. I'm directing and producing the movie. I can do anything I want with it. The revised script will be waiting in your trailer but right now I want you two to focus on getting the kiss to look realistic."

"I'm ready if you are!" Elle announced excitedly, jumping from the couch.

"Okay, slow down a little bit..." Selena said, palming her forehead while trying to get out of the new trap Woody was setting up for her, "Why would we have to rehearse that here?

"Because we're shooting that scene today. In just a couple of hours, in fact."

"So? Shouldn't I read the scene first to know what's going on?"

"You'll have plenty of time for that. First, I want to see if you can pull off the kiss."

"But--"

"Are you a professional or not, Selena?!" the director argued with a menacing tone that made both girls visibly nervous.

"Of course I am! But I've been acting since I was a little kid and I have never heard of--"

"Acting in what? Disney shows? Teen movies? When was the last time you acted in something relevant?"

"I--" Selena stopped herself and lowered her head in shame.

"I have four Oscars. And you have... what? A teen choice award?"

Noticeably uncomfortable, Elle's eyes wondered to the ceiling. Selena again said nothing.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Now tell me something, newbie, have you kissed a girl before?"

"I-- uh..."

"Well? Have you?"

"I-- yes. A few times..."

"I meant on screen."

"Oh. No... never on screen," Selena replied, blushing at the dumb way she had admitted something she wasn't being asked. Allen had a way of making her feel stupid and unworthy all of the time, to the point where even answering simple questions in his presence seemed like a really difficult task.

"How about you, Darling?" he asked Elle.

"Nope."

"You see? That is exactly why you must rehearse this. I can't have you ruining take after take and making fools of yourselves in front of my crew."

"He's right, Selena," Elle agreed, moving closer and grabbing her co-star's hand.

"Okay... but--"

"Go ahead, Darling," Woody said and before Selena could finish her sentence she had Elle all over her. After the initial surprise, Selena answered the blonde actress' kiss and the two girls embraced each other in front of the pervy director. The salty remains of what had to be the taste of Woody's cock on Elle's lips and tongue disgusted Selena immensely but after a few seconds it was washed away by the sweet mix of their combined saliva and she actually started to enjoy the experience. Elle was incredibly soft and delicate and smelled like fresh daisies, everything about her made Selena forget for a brief moment where she was and what she was being pressured to do. The yellow sun dress she had on gave the young blonde an angelic air that was innocent and irresistible at the same time, but there wasn't anything angelic in the way her tongue was moving around Selena's. and how easily her hands had found the back of her thighs, sending a shiver through the latina's body.

"You can touch her a little more, Darling. Make her feel good."

Selena felt Elle's fingers slowly rising over the back of her thighs. She let out a sigh when they found her labia, still sore and sensitive from the rough way Timothee had treated it before.

"Wait, Elle... I--"

Again the blonde girl stopped her with a kiss; a stronger, sloppier one this time which, in combination with the tip of Elle's finger probing up and down her wetness, melted the last remnants of Selena's hesitant attitude. Noticing this, Woody started to do what he did best: Directing.

"You just came home after a long day of work, girl, you are tired and stressed. All you want now is to feel better. You need her to take care of you, so let her do that."

"Oh... Elle..." Selena sighed as the blonde began fondling her ass, her tiny pink nipples poking the wet fabric of her t-shirt like pencil erasers.

"She's not Elle," Woody corrected her. "Now kiss her neck, softly."

Selena did as told, lying to herself that it was because she wanted to keep her job. She started with short, soft kisses around Elle's collarbone and slowly made her way up the young blonde's long, pale neck; loving the way she squirmed and giggled quietly after every kiss. Elle's fingertips parted Selena's tight pussy lips and plunged into her opening just as the latina began sucking on the blonde's earlobe.

"You love her hands all over you. You need to feel more of her," Allen kept going, pleased at how well the rehearsal was going. "Now take off your shirt."

Selena was just a few steps from him, but his words and his excited breath seemed to her as if they were coming from a faraway place. Still, she obeyed. The wet t-shirt made a splat sound when it landed on the floor and Selena whimpered softly when Elle bit one of her nipples.

"Use the couch!" Woody ordered, and Elle's hands pushed a surprised Selena back unto the brown cushions. She landed right next to the director, exactly where her co-star had been sucking him off just a couple of minutes before. The blonde actress began to unzip the back of her yellow sun dress and Selena realized the elder man had pulled out his small, wrinkled dick and was jerking off right next to her. It was a disgusting image but right when Elle's dress fell to the floor all eyes were inevitably drawn to her young and supple body.

"She's gorgeous, isn't she?"

"...Yes" Selena agreed with a trembling voice, staring at her pale, flawless, porcelain skin.

"Get closer, Darling. Take off your underwear."

Elle took two steps and, standing right in front of her mesmerized co-star, immediately slid her panties off.

"She's 19 but she doesn't look a day over 15, right?" the director whispered in Selena's ear. Such a comment would have normally creeped Selena out but, as Elle swayed and danced seductively between her legs, the texan star was too busy running her hands over the side of the young girl's hips to care. Plus, she had to admit he was right.

"Spread your lips, Darling. Show her your little treasure," Woody continued directing while scooting over closer to Selena. "Isn't that the prettiest shade of pink you've ever seen?"

"Yes..." she agreed after a deep sigh. Elle's pussy was so perfectly smooth with the brightest shade of pink she had ever seen hiding under her two puffy shaved pussy lips.

"Don't you want to taste her?

"I..."

Allen already knew what her answer was. He carefully plunged two fingers into Elle's youthful cunt and made sure they were nice and wet before pulling them out and offering them to Selena. The latina looked at them and then at him, unsure of what to do next.

"C'mon, girl. Taste her."

"But-- the scene. I thought it was just the two of us--"

The director raised his voice and pushed his fingers against her lips. "SHUT UP AND TASTE HER!"

Startled, Selena allowed his digits into her unprepared mouth, staring at the director with fearful eyes while he pushed them in and out of her mouth. "Lick them," he ordered, holding them right in front of her and again Selena hesitated. "ARE YOU DEAF, GIRL? I SAID LICK THEM!" he yelled, and Selena's tongue began lapping up his sticky fingers. She was very uncomfortable and aware that what she was doing had nothing to do with the new scene but the fear of being fired and ridiculed kept her going, bobbing her head up and down Woody's fingers even as he began fondling her breasts with his other hand.

"Good girl," Allen complimented her, pinching one of her nipples so hard that it felt like it was going to come off. "Now come here, darling," he told Elle who had been standing there naked and patiently waiting for more directions, "Keep making her feel good." The blonde actress sat next to Selena and held her face before planting another deep, passionate kiss on her luscious lips. As the latina turned around to make out with her, her rear was left open for the director who grabbed a hold of her small waist and started to rub his hard dick against her petite ass.

"Wait! Don't--"

"Shut up and go with it if you want to keep your job!" He whispered menacingly behind her ear, his grip on her waist becoming tighter and the tip of his small cock rubbing against between her ass cheeks. Selena couldn't figure out what to do, she hated him touching her like that but denying him entirely could ruin her hopes of becoming a serious actress.

Elle put her soft hands on the brunette's face and made her look at her, "Shhh, just let him, it's really not that bad," she said before kissing her on the lips again.

Selena sighed and finally complied, "Okay, you can touch but-- just don't put it in, okay?"

"Stay in character, girl" the Jewish man said as he continued to rub his little dick against the singer's precious backside.

Elle leaned back against the arm of the couch and held her arms out, inviting Selena in. The horny latina landed on top of her and started sucking on her tiny little breasts, alternating between each one of her bright pink nipples time and time again. Woody kept teasing her labia, sliding the very tip of his wrinkly cock up and down between her sensitive pussy lips. She was still a little bit sore and every now and then the Director would try to push it in, but every time she felt the head trying to nuzzle in her hole she pulled back and avoided his penetration. Still, having an 80-year-old's penis doing that to her was not what she had envisioned as a young kid dreaming of working in Hollywood.

"Now bend over and be a good girl..." the director said, panting with arousal as he pushed Selena's head down until it was resting on Elle's tummy. "Wait!" the surprised actress yelled as he forced his cock inside of her. The old man held her by the hips and pounded her from behind with surprising power for a man of his age, meanwhile Elle giggled as Selena's shiny, dark hair tickled her delicate skin.

"Stop it!" she yelled, slipping from his grip and getting off the couch, "Look, I’m a pro, I'll do whatever I have to for the cameras, but I'm not doing this!" Then she picked her soaked t-shirt from the floor and left.

"It was nice meeting you!" Elle shouted just as the door closed and Allen's semen spattered across her stomach.

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To Be Continued...