I lived in California and worked at film studio but I was not an actor. I started when I was 12. I took some food and stuff to the private trailer of a leading lady actress and she kissed me and then put her hand on my crotch and asked if that made things stiff down there.

She pulled my pants down and rubbed my thing which quickly stood up and bounced about. She said she heard I was well hung for a kid. I guess I was. She asked if I had ever rubbed it against a woman. Then she was on top of me inserting it inside her. It was awkward the first time. The second time she taught me how to be on top and ride her. The next time I stood behind her.

I even visited her at her home to give her more. She said she liked good little boys as they don’t come with all the complications of older boys. She wasn’t really all that old herself but lots of guys wanted her and her money and connections.

Eventually she got a boyfriend and I didn’t see much of her after that. She never told me who told her I had a big c***. I did see her a few times after she broke up with her boyfriend and before she got the next one. She had changed and she just wanted me to lick her bun, which I did. She played with my hard c*** but I only put it on her twice. Her happiness had gone, she was angry and annoyed by c***.

I continued to work at the studio and met a second well known actress when I was 15. I serviced her with mostly oral. She wanted both her bun and her a** licked. She said she hated c*** and hated that men had c****. She said I’d grow up to be a b****** like all of them. She smacked my erection to watch it bounce around. She smacked my balls to amuse herself and release her grief. She would make me spurt by pinching with her sharp nails up the length of my shaft. She always held a tissue over the end because she said she didn’t want that damn stuff squirting on her or her carpets.

I banged her a few times from behind, but mostly she wanted licked and licked and licked. It was all about her pleasure.

Both of these women had success, money, a fine home, luxuries and wealth. Yet they were both unhappy. They didn’t have happy relationships. The both wanted c***, but only one they could control like a young boy. I really liked the first one and wished she had never gotten any boyfriends. They only made her miserable. When I first met her she was happy and we both had a good time. I didn’t mind her controlling me.

The second one was already miserable when I met her and although she wanted my c***, she treated like a