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The Audition of Li Mei
🕑 Added 2025-07-13 10:48:28 +0000 UTCDisclaimer: All characters depicted in this story are 18 or older. All encounters portrayed are consensual. This work is original erotica, created for entertainment purposes only. Content is intended for an adult audience (18+) and may include mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.
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Li Mei’s world was crumbling in Changsha’s neon-lit Wuyi Square. At 23, the shy marketing grad faced eviction from her tiny apartment, the city’s vibrant hum mocking her empty wallet. Once a rising star in a corporate marketing team, she lost her job during the U.S.-China tariff war’s economic fallout, her savings bled dry by endless bills. Too timid for romance since a fleeting college fling, she turned to VTubing as Mei Mei, her double-bun-haired avatar with sparkling anime eyes. Her charm drew 50,000 Bilibili followers, hooked on her flirty banter and late-night gaming, but tips barely covered rice, let alone rent. Her shaky tripod and tattered green screen screamed desperation. In her cramped apartment, she stared at her setup, dreaming of topping Bilibili’s charts, but a fresh rejection email from a marketing firm crushed her last hope for a stable job. When “GoldenProducer,” a shadowy figure in Changsha’s illicit content scene, offered 10,000 yuan for a “VTuber audition,” Li Mei saw a lifeline, perhaps a brand deal. Her pulse quickened with hope and unease as she seized it, blind to the darkness awaiting her.
She entered a sleek high-rise hotel, its polished marble lobby stark against her fraying reality. An elevator carried her to a top-floor suite, where the producer, a wiry man with a sleazy grin and predatory eyes, greeted her in a bare waiting area with a too-warm smile. “Li Mei, you’re a star waiting to shine,” he said, his voice smooth as oil, a faint edge hinting at something darker. “Your VTuber charm is perfect for our exclusive audience. This is a one-time gig, big money for a girl in your spot—intense, but life-changing.” Her heart raced, a knot of dread tightening in her chest as she sensed a catch but clung to hope. He leaned closer, eyes glinting. “To start, strip to your bra and panties. I need to see if you’re the full package.” Li Mei’s cheeks flushed with shame, her shy nature urging her to flee, but eviction notices and an empty fridge loomed larger. Hesitant, her hands trembling, she shed her faded sweater and worn jeans, standing in her plain cotton bra and mismatched panties, one arm shielding her chest. The producer circled her, licking his lips. “Here’s the deal: you’ll perform in a live-streamed sex show with three men, all at once, for two hundred high rollers—tycoons, crypto moguls, rich simps from L.A. to New York—paying tens, even hundreds of thousands per seat. You’re the star, Mei, pleasing them with your body, driving them wild. One night, and you’re set.” Her stomach churned, her breath shallow as memories of her college lover’s clumsy touch surfaced, faint against this unthinkable act. Fear battled desperation, and desperation won. “Ten thousand isn’t enough,” she stammered, her voice trembling, Mei Mei’s spark barely flickering. “I want 150,000 yuan to start.” The producer’s grin widened. “Strip bare first. I need to see everything.” Her hands shook, but he stepped closer, unhooking her bra with a slow tug, letting it fall. He slid her panties down her thighs, revealing her perfect, shaven pussy, small and delicate, its smooth skin catching the dim light. “Show it all,” he murmured, his fingers grazing her slit, teasing out moisture with a slow, circling stroke, then sliding deeper, probing her tight warmth, her naive body shuddering with slick arousal, her first time touched this way. He licked his wet fingers, smirking. “Perfect. I’ll pay 150,000 yuan, and you keep all the audience tips. Wow them, and you’ll cash in.” Her heart pounded at the unprotected risk. “They finish outside, not in me,” she insisted. “Do I need to sign a contract?” He shook his head. “No contract, no recordings, this never happened. You’ll be paid right after.” He gestured toward a door. “Follow me to the production room.”
She followed him through the door into a lavish production room, its floor-to-ceiling windows framing Changsha’s neon skyline, a professional camera rig looming like a hunter, a plush bed at the center, and a large screen flickering to life as cameras rolled. The air felt heavy, lights flickering faintly, distant murmurs beyond the door spiking her anxiety as she settled onto the soft sheets, her pulse hammering. The high rollers’ chat exploded: “She’s gorgeous! Make her moan!” Stagehands adjusted equipment in the shadows, and Li Mei’s nervous glance caught one, his build hinting he might be part of the act. She assumed the three men would come from their ranks, picturing less daunting figures, unaware of the producer’s full plan. Three towering men entered, naked, their dark skin gleaming under the camera lights, muscles carved like football or basketball stars, their massive cocks rising at the sight of her, the skyline a stark backdrop to their overwhelming presence. Li Mei’s breath stopped, her eyes wide, heart pounding as she realized the producer had withheld the truth—never mentioning their foreignness, colossal builds, or intimidating sizes, exploiting her naive assumptions. The third man’s chiseled jawline sparked a sharp memory—a sports ad, a billboard star, his massive stature dwarfing the others. It was too late to back out; her agreement bound her, desperation her cage. They surrounded her on the bed, their heat enveloping her, one at her head, one at her side, the third—the familiar sports star—between her legs, their hardening cocks inches from her trembling frame. The chat erupted, tips flooding in: “Get her wet!”
The first man knelt at her head, his hands kneading her shoulders, lips brushing her neck with slow, deliberate kisses, igniting an unwilling warmth. Her inexperience made her tremble, but she forced a brave face for the cameras. The second man, at her side, traced her breasts with bold fingers, circling her nipples until they hardened, sending a flush through her. The third, the sports star, between her legs, grazed her inner thighs with his lips, his warm breath teasing her shaven core, stoking her arousal. Their touches consumed her, committing her to the act, the screen blazing with chat demands: “Make her moan!” Tips surged as her body betrayed her.
The producer, eyes alight with perverse glee, watched the screen, directing the scene. Li Mei knelt, hands shaking with inexperience, gripping the second man’s thick cock, stroking firmly to keep it at maximum length, her lips wrapping around the first man’s massive length, her tongue tentative under his groans, her naivety stark yet veiled by resolve. She switched, her mouth straining around the third man’s enormous cock, hands keeping the second ready. The chat roared, “Suck harder!” Tips soared. Li Mei glanced up, her heart sinking as she saw the stagehands’ hungry stares and the producer pleasuring himself in the corner, his grin fixed on her.
The first man gently pushed her down onto the plush bed, spreading her thighs wider, the other two men repositioning closer to her head, their cocks still hard as she continued sucking them to maintain their maximum length. He pressed his massive cock against her shaven pussy, its heat and weight grinding against her clit with slow, torturous strokes, then sliding along her slick folds, the tip dipping just inside her tight entrance, stretching her slightly before pulling back to tease again, her wetness coating him as her thighs quivered and her core clenched. The producer leaned in, whispering, “Play with her slit longer, make her drip until the tips pour in.” He intensified the teasing, his cock circling her clit with agonizing precision, then dipping deeper, parting her folds with slow, deliberate pressure, her slickness glistening as her breath hitched and her body shook with desperate, muffled moans, each touch electric in her inexperience, the suspense of his next move tightening her chest. The screen flashed, “Enter her now!” “Make her beg!” Tips skyrocketed as the high rollers clamored. After agonizing minutes, the producer nodded, and the first man dipped in, shallow at first, his thick head stretching her tight core with a searing jolt, then deeper, inch by inch, filling her completely, her slick walls gripping him. Li Mei screamed, a sharp, instinctive cry as pain and pleasure collided, the chat cheering wildly. His full thrust came slowly, massive and deliberate, splitting her as she moaned, her body rocking with his rhythm, the bed creaking softly, her mouth still working the others’ cocks. Her body’s response sickened her, pleasure warring with disgust, the chat’s cheers and the producer’s stare a cruel backdrop. Her climax hit softly, a surprising ripple, her nails grazing his shoulders, her frame trembling as the screen glowed with tips. He pulled out, his release pooling hot on her stomach.
The second man took his place, his thick cock pressing against her swollen, dripping pussy, already slick and eager from the first man’s tease. His hands gripped her hips with bruising force, and he entered her with a sudden, powerful thrust, the searing stretch igniting a raw jolt through her core, her wetness welcoming his intrusion. He shifted to slow, steady strokes, each one deep and deliberate, his cock dragging against her sensitive walls with torturous precision, sending shudders through her trembling thighs and arching back, driving her wild with unbearable heat. The bed creaked louder under his controlled rhythm, building the tension in her core as her climax stirred. Li Mei sucked the first man’s cock to clean him off, her lips trembling as she tasted his release, then switched to the third man’s enormous cock, her mouth straining to keep him ready, her tongue swirling to maintain his pulsing length. Her moans escalated into desperate, throaty cries, muffled by her task, as the second man’s steady strokes fueled a reluctant, shameful climax swelling within her, his own arousal building with each measured thrust, his breath hitching. The chat’s demands intensified, the screen flashing, “Harder!” Her hips bucked instinctively, her core clenching around his relentless strokes, pleasure warring with disgust as the high rollers’ cheers echoed. A raw scream tore from her throat as the climax struck, a molten wave crashing through her, her body convulsing as shame seared her mind. He pulled out, his release spilling across her chest, tips surging higher. She sucked both the first and second men clean, her lips quivering as she kept the third man’s cock at its peak.
The producer waved the other two men off, his eyes gleaming. “Just him now,” he said. “Make it intense.” The third man, the familiar sports star with a chiseled jawline and towering stature, positioned himself between her legs, his cock the largest, a monstrous, pulsing mass dwarfing the others. His hands pinned her wrists above her head, eyes locked on hers, his heavy length entering her aching pussy with a merciless rhythm. Li Mei screamed, a piercing, guttural cry as his massive size tore into her, pain and pleasure fusing into a raw surge. His thrusts pounded her core with relentless force, a marathon of fucking fueled by his athletic stamina, each slam a brutal shockwave hitting every sensitive spot, the bed quaking under his unyielding rhythm. Her legs weakened, trembling under the endless onslaught, her pussy throbbing with each deep stroke, his cock twitching inside her, sending shivers of desperation through her. “Oh God, you’re tight, this is so good,” he groaned, his voice thick with arousal, driving her wilder. The chat roared, “Fuck her silly!” Her screams turned feral, her climax building, her hips bucking, her core clenching as unbearable heat consumed her. “请出去! (Please, outside!)” she pleaded, her voice cracking, unsure if he understood, the suspense gripping her as his twitching cock swelled, threatening to spill. Her climax erupted, wild and uncontrollable, her body convulsing in frantic spasms, pussy pulsing in chaotic waves, every nerve ablaze as the high rollers cheered, their excitement flooding the screen. At the last possible second, he pulled out, his release squirting across her pussy lips, stomach, and face in hot, thick streams, her own squirting climax bursting in convulsive jets, coating her folds, leaving her trembling with faint worry about any precum left inside. The viewers’ cheers exploded, tips soaring to new heights.
The stream was a triumph, the 200 high rollers’ chat buzzing with excitement, tips totaling about 100,000 yuan, including a striking 50,000-yuan tip from one viewer. The producer, grinning with satisfaction, handed her 150,000 yuan plus the tips. “Want more? Call me,” he said, leaning close. “One client, a big shot in the U.S. entertainment industry, loved you. That 50,000-yuan tip? His. He’s from L.A., maybe New York, and he might want a private show.” Li Mei, her body sore and marked, thighs aching, skin sticky with their release, stumbled into a Didi ride, the hotel’s sterile scent fading as she left the night behind. In the quiet car, she held over 250,000 yuan, a lifeline now in her hands, and felt a surge of relief knowing her financial struggles were eased for now. She hoped the show’s exclusivity and the producer’s promise of no recordings, will keep Mei Mei's persona untainted. At home, she stepped into a steaming shower, the water rinsing away the night’s weight, her mind alive with possibilities. She pictured streaming as Mei Mei again, her fans none the wiser, her spark ready to reignite. Or would the big shot’s call open a new door? With the cash securing her future, hope bloomed, and Li Mei smiled, ready to face whatever came next.
Comments
ArtMiner
Glad you enjoyed it 🙏
SPARK352
Oh my such a delicious tale!, she's definitely going all in for more!, yummy 😘, Totally Awesome 🥰🥰
ArtMiner
Thank you! 🙏☺️
Benjohn9
Amazing...
