Caught in the Crossfire Ch. 09

Literotic asexstories – Caught in the Crossfire Ch. 09 by dresbach,dresbach
Jack arrived back in town late Wednesday.

Things hadn’t gone as well with the ex-forensics guy as Jack had hoped. The trip wasn’t a total waste, but the information he obtained had a definite shelf life, and as such, he needed to up his timetable. It wasn’t making his plans for Santos a slam-dunk, either. All of which, set him on edge.

His anxiety redlined when he saw Brittany waiting for him as he departed the gate area. Although she was wearing the same platinum blonde wig and wrap-around sunglasses from the gang-bang shoot to hide her looks, it was still a risk being seen together in public.

Pulling her away from the crowd of passengers making their way to baggage claim, he asked in a harsh whisper, “What the fuck are you doing here? What if Santos followed you?”

“Relax. He’s working late tonight, which is code he’s going out whoring with his whores. I’m learning that much about him. So, I told him I was doing that spa thing again, and to not expect me until tomorrow.”

“You can’t keep using that excuse. Going to a deluxe spa twice in one week is unusual. Eventually, he’s going to catch on. Plus, it doesn’t have to be Santos. What if someone you know sees you here with me?”

Brittany became angry, mostly because she knew Jack was right, and snapped, “It won’t happen again. I was just trying to do something nice for you.”

Jack could tell Brittany was becoming increasingly reckless about their relationship—the blackmailer, himself, being blackmailed, to a degree. It gave him another reason to initiate the plan sooner, rather than later. Her continual, reckless disregard for boundaries was becoming a danger and making their situation in regards to Santos untenable, which irritated him even further.

Wrapping his arms about her and pulling her close so that any onlooker would think they’re a normal, loving couple reacquainting after a long separation, he whispered with deadly seriousness, “You know how dangerous your husband is.”

She didn’t respond at first. Instead, she placed her nose close to his suit jacket and breathed in deeply, feeling a warm tingle deep within her groin. Finally, she nodded her head as a response.

“You understand how much your life is in danger if he finds out too soon. If he finds out before I get things set up.”

She hesitated. She never heard him talk this way, his voice filled with such earnest caring for her safety. It made her feel warm, but at the same time frightened. Gripping him tightly, she said, “I need to know what you’re planning on doing.”

Brittany needed answers. Jack realized that was the reason for her current recklessness. She was using it as a ploy for answers.

She is becoming a good blackmailer in her own right. he mused.

Kissing her forehead, he said, soothingly, “I’m going to tell you, and soon, but I need to think on it some more. Until then, can we stick to our usual routines?” When he sees her nod her head, he finished, “Good, now let’s get out of here before a security guard who knows Santos wanders by.”

********

When Brittany and Jack get to her car, she pulled a bag of money out of the glove box and handed it to Jack. “I know it’s a little early, but here’s your cut for the week.”

“I guess your shoot went well.”

“Two shoots, the one on Monday and one earlier today. Want to hear about them?”

The last thing he needed to hear is how well she’s making money hand over fist fucking other guys. However, knowing she wants to talk about it, he reluctantly agreed to listen.

Brittany drove toward the city as she told her story. “The one on Monday was about the way Kim said it would be. Magdalene and I are playing a couple of horny moms who get it on with our sons. The scene opens with the two of us on a couch, and we’re telling each other how hot we find our boys. One thing leads to another, and soon Magdalene is going down on me. Then, right in the middle of things, our two boys walk in on us. You can guess the rest. We all end up in this foursome with Magdalene and me doing the old sixty-nine, while Rich and Samuel are fucking us.”

Jack couldn’t help himself, but contrary to his former, alpha-dog nature, he was getting hard listening to Brittany talk about her week.

Seeing the strange look Jack gave her, Brittany mistook his reaction, and said, apologetically. “I didn’t come, if that’s what you’re worried about. Well I did with Magdalene, but not when Rich or Sam fucked me…oh wait, yes I did. Sorry, I misspoke.”

Jack almost laughed at the irony, as he thought,Aren’t we a pair? She’s my cock whore and now I’m becoming her cuckold. I really have to stop thinking with my dick.

Answering matter-of-factly, “You don’t have to get defensive about your job, as long as you keep it a job. What happened next?”

“We wrap the mommy incest movie up on Friday. I’ve one scene with Kim and Nika, who are playing another pair of horny moms. It’s just a three-way lesbo, but Munch wants me to wear a strap-on. Even he’s calling me pixie Dominatrix. My second scene is the finale where me, Kim, Nika and Magdalene get into this big incest orgy pile with all of our sons.”

By now he’s hard as a rock, and humorously quipped, “Sounds prettyporny. Imagine, all those horny moms and all from the same area, wanting to do their kids and each other. What are the odds?”

Brittany laughed at the ridiculousness of the scene, and said, “I know, pretty outlandish. What’s worse than the stupid plot, Munch says doing incest stuff really tests your acting chops because you have to sell it to the audience you’re really doing your kid. Then, in typical Munch fashion, he has a guy playing Nika’s son that looks even older than she is. There’s no way he can pass for someone under the age of twenty-five, let alone be her kid. How’s the audience supposed to believe that?”

Hearing the enthusiasm in her voice about her new job, Jack commented, “I doubt if the reprobates who watch it will even give a crap. You’re really getting into this.”

She hesitated, afraid to tell him the truth, “A little, you’re not mad, are you?”

He answered her with a kiss to her cheek, making her giggle like a schoolgirl. Then he quipped, sarcastically, “Wow, worrying about the plot, the audience, exercising your acting chops, you’re turning into a real Meryl Streep. What about today?”

“Oh, I forgot. That was a special something Munch called me in to do. He did this erotic porn video series for couples, sort of a ‘how to’ series, but very sensual. You know, techniques on how to sensually give a hand job, go down on a girl, how to fuck in different positions, doing anal, that sort of thing. He had wrapped the series already, but Munch wanted to reshoot the fellatio scene with me. Can you believe that?”

Yes, he could. In his own dwarf way, Munch was trying to fuck with Jack’s head by pulling Brittany in at the last minute to reshoot a scene. Jack reminded himself to be sure to mention it to the dwarf the next time he sees him.

Brittany continued, “It’s called, ‘How to Fellate Your Mate.'” Seeing Jack roll his eyes, she added, “Yeah, I know, it’s still porn, but it was very sensual. Munch used a lot of soft lighting, and candles were placed all around giving the scene a real romantic flavor. The bed even had silk sheets and pillowcases. There wasn’t any dialogue, just soft new-age music playing in the background. Munch will overdub narration, later. Anyway, the guy I did the scene with reminded me of you.”

That fucking dwarf. He’s really going to find it hard to direct with his head lodged in his ass.

Jack was about to mention she should have called him about Munch changing her venue, when he noticed she took the off-ramp to the warehouse district.

“Where are we going?” he asked, still irritated with Munch.

“I have to make a little detour.”

“What kind of detour?”

“Don’t be mad, but Munch’s planned this wrap-up party with everyone since they finished the ‘Erotic Sex’ vid, as well as that horny frat mom vid I was a part of last Saturday with Kim. He asked me to be there.”

“I don’t want to go to any ‘after party.'”

Brittany noted the rising ire in his voice, and tried using logic on him, “You said to treat it as a job. I have to be there, at least for a little while. It’s expected of me. Anyway, there’s going to be a lot of his backers and friends attending. Lately, after the shoots, they’ve all been sniffing around and looking for favors from me, if you know what I mean. I figure they’ll back off if you’re there. Please, we’ll only stay a few minutes. Just long enough to say hello and shake some hands. Plus, I’ll let you see the little surprise I’m wearing for you if you come.”

Hearing her genuine concern about being left alone with the hounds, as well as the sexy tenor in her voice when she commented about a ‘surprise,’ he reluctantly agreed.

Still thinking with the little head, ain’t yah, Jack.

********

The ‘after party’ was already in full swing when they arrived.

Munch was using the whole back of the warehouse for the soirée. It was obvious to Jack that the dwarf went all out, as he had numerous tables and chairs set up for eating, and a few couches and over-stuffed loungers for more comfortable seating. He even brought in a small buffet laden with hors d’oeuvres and other finger food, as well as large supplies of liquor complete with two bartenders.

Including Munch’s employees and assorted hangers-on, there were at least a hundred guests, all milling around or clustered into various groups. A loud, chaotic din from conversations and laughter fill the air, as does a thick haze from all the tobacco and pot smoke.

Jack was preparing to head to the liquor table, determining the most direct path through the throng and to the booze, when he caught sight of Kim scampering toward him.

Just as she drew near, Brittany stepped in front of her, saying above the din, “Wait, I haven’t shown Jack yet.”

Taking off her blouse, Brittany turned around to face Jack. They stood together with an arm around the other’s waist, each wearing a large smile. They were also wearing similar tops: tight fitting, bright pink t-shirts, which more than accentuated their ripe, full breasts. Written across their chest, in large, heavy, black lettering were the words:

JACK’S COCK WHORE

“What do you think?” Brittany asked, playfully.

There’s that recklessness again, Jack thought, before commenting, sarcastically, “Very tasteful. Very chic. I’ll be surprised if that t-shirt alone doesn’t beat the dogs off you.”

Kim doesn’t notice his tone, “That’s what I thought, too. It sends a message to the money-bag droolers, ‘Hands off! I’m Jack’s!'”

“Unless the money-bag drooler also happens to be named Jack. Then you’ve got problems.”

Kim laughed, then added, “We thought about having a big ol’ erect penis under the lettering, but decided that would be too much.”

“Yeah, modest is better,” Jack quipped, again, sarcastically.

Although Kim missed it, Brittany caught his sarcastic tone, and asked, disappointedly, “Don’t you like them? After the other night, Kim and I just had to have them made.”

Smiling down at her, he answered with a half lie, “They’re a bit brash, but I like them. Just make sure Santos doesn’t find it folded up in your sock drawer.”

Brittany made her eyes go wide, and said, laughingly. “Wouldn’t that be funny? I’ll keep it here when I’m not wearing it.”

“Jack,” Kim intoned, almost musically, “Would you mind if I take Candice away from you for a while? Munch wants her to meet everyone, especially the ‘droolers’ since they help pay our salaries.”

Jack said to Brittany, “I’ll be at the bar if you need me. Remember, looky no touchy.”

Brittany put on her ‘shocked face’ as she responded, “And the same goes for you.”

Standing at the bar, surrounded by unfamiliar people, Jack felt like a fifth wheel. Worse, he could feel things beginning to spiral out of control when it came to Brittany and the plan with Santos. Now, after the t-shirt thing with Kim, he wasn’t sure whether she was doing all this on purpose, to goad him, or was it all just acting out some schoolgirl infatuation. It didn’t help Jack knowing she was enjoying her new lifestyle, making his alpha-dog uncomfortable in the extreme and setting him further on edge.

There were a couple of guys in white waiter jackets tending bar. He ordered a single malt, but when he tried to pay for his drink, they told him the bar was open.

Munch is really going all out with the party, that’s for sure, Jack mused, as he slammed the first drink back, then preceded to order another.

Taking his time with his second drink, he scanned the room for Brittany. He caught her and Kim, still with an arm wrapped around each other, talking to a group of older men.

Jack figured they must be some of the moneymen Kim mentioned.

Jack noticed with irritation that a couple of the men are taking pictures of the two women as they put their cheeks together, doing kissy faces, and generally mugging seductively for the cameras.

Hope that doesn’t end up on the Internet, Jack thought, as he sipped his drink.

Then, he watched in horror and disbelief as Kim pulled her t-shirt above her braless breasts. Camera flashes went off all around her.

Brittany had a hand over her mouth as she shook her head. Jack could tell she was giggling about something and telling one of the moneymen, ‘No.’

Brittany’s shyness doesn’t last, however, as she too lifted her t-shirt above her massive breasts.

More camera flashes erupt all around, as the two women playfully jiggled their breasts for the onlookers. Kim even bends over and kisses one of Brittany’s breasts. It looked to Jack that Brittany was about to do the same to Kim, but one of the onlookers reached for her. Laughingly, Brittany pulled her t-shirt back down and then wagged a ‘you’re a naughty boy,’ finger at the guy.

Jack couldn’t watch anymore, and turned away. Slamming the rest of his second drink, he ordered a third.

He was about to slam that one down, then get Brittany so that they could leave, when a guy slid up next to him and ordered a beer. As tall as Jack, but with a lighter frame, he had long, jet black hair tied in a ponytail, and very noticeable five o’clock shadow. He had that sleazy, new moneyed, Euro-trash look so popular in Hollywood these days. Jack disliked him, immediately.

After taking a sip of his beer, ‘Mr. Euro-trash’ stuck out a hand for Jack, while saying, “Cord McMaster.”

Not sure if he caught his name correctly, Jack asked in disbelief, “Cord?”

“Well, it’s my stage name. Maybe you’ve seen my movies. I’m usually billed as ‘The McMaster Blaster,’ because of my powerful…”

“Yeah, I get it,” Jack quickly said, cutting him off.

Jack added uncouth to sleazy and trashy as appropriate adjectives in describing Cord. His dislike for the man was quickly metastasizing into hate. The fact that Jack was drinking too much scotch on an empty stomach wasn’t helping his emotional control, either.

Cord continued to hold out his hand.

Jack took it briefly, while introducing himself, “Jack Dorn.”

Giving Jack the once over, he commented, “Haven’t seen you around before. Are you a player with another production company, or one of the trailers? The business is full of trailers.”

“Trailers?”

“Friends of Munch. You know, guys who bankroll his movies and hang out after the shoots for pussy.”

“No, I’m just tagging along with a friend.”

“Oh yeah, who?”

Jack caught himself before saying her real name, and answers, “Ah…Candice Mason.”

Cord’s eyes lit up. “Oh yeah? Cute girl, great tits, and she’s got a fine, tight ass for an older player. You tapping that?”

Jack barely resists punching Cord in the face. He was about to turn away from him to keep from doing just that, when Cord blurts out, “Wait a minute, are youthe Jack?”

Jesus, you’ve got a slow learning curve. No wonder you’re in porn, Jack mused, but doesn’t answer.

Not taking the hint that Jack doesn’t want to talk, Cord continued, “I got to tell you those t-shirts are a little bit much. I mean it’s great you can make their pussies sing, but to have them wear it out in the open like that…it’s just that none of us want to advertise that kind of shit to the public. You know what I mean, man? It’s kind of tasteless.”

Jack nearly laughed in his face at his hypocrisy. Here’s a guy who lets his schlong hang out for the camera, while billing himself as the McMaster Blaster, and he has the balls to crack wise about what is, and isn’t, polite decorum.

Jack bit his tongue before answering, “I’m not making them wear it. It’s a little joke the two are playing on me.”

“Really? Kim should know better. A lot of the trailers don’t like to be reminded…”

“Reminded,” Jack said, cutting him off, “That they don’t have what it takes to make a cock whore? I bet that goes for the players as well. I bet you got a little pissy seeing those t-shirts, knowing full well that no one would even think about wearing a ‘McMaster Blaster’s cum slut’ t-shirt around in public.”

Cord was momentarily taken aback by Jack’s hostility, and then foolishly added, instead of just walking away, “Hey, fuck you! There’s no reason to be an ass…”

“I know most of Munch’s performers, but I don’t remember seeing you around. You must work on the gay porn side of his production company. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”

Insulted, Cord responds, defensively, “I play it straight. In fact, I did a shoot this afternoon with your, ‘little miss big tits,’ Candice.”

Suddenly, it all clicked into place. Jack stared back at him, speechless. It was bad enough Brittany blew this asshole. Worse, he couldn’t believe this guy reminded her of him.

Cord observed Jack’s slight body tic at his statement, and decides to twist the knife, “I know she’s your ‘cock whore’ and all, but I didn’t think she was all that good. Although she’s cute and has a real talent for sucking on cock, she’s a bit long in the tooth for my taste. It took me forever to get it up for her.”

Jack wasn’t stupid, and knew Cord was baiting him. Smiling back, he noted, “That’s funny, because I haven’t heard anyone having any trouble getting it up with her. In fact, it’s just the opposite. Most of the ‘players,’ as you call them, can’t keep from blowing their wads once they stare into her eyes. Munch had to yell at a couple of them because they couldn’t hold their water through the shot. Wait a minute, come to think of it, Candice did mention to me that the guy she did the shoot with today was pretty limp, and not up to performing on cue.”

Jack sees Cord’s face turning red with anger that Brittany would divulge a trade secret to an outsider, and continues, “When she first told me, I took it to mean you were new to this, like her, and had the jitters. Now, I’m thinking you really do like boys more than girls, not that there’s anything wrong with that. You should really think about moving over to Munch’s gay production company, or, at least, quit wasting everyone’s time and drop the fake hetero-macho routine. Once and for all, come out of the closet and just smoke some pole. Get it out of your sys…”

Cord took a swing at Jack, but Jack wasn’t that drunk, and easily ducked. Catching his wrist, Jack twisted Cord’s arm behind his back while putting him into a chokehold with his other arm.

Jack said, close to Cord’s ear, “Looks like I hit a chord, Cord. Now, are you going to calm down, or do I have to squeeze your carotids until you fall to the floor?”

Jack felt Cord’s body slacken in his grip, but he continued to place upward pressure on the arm behind his back, making sure Cord got the message.

Cord yelled, “All right, all right! Fuck man, you’re breaking my arm!”

Jack noticed many of the bystanders had amused looks on their faces. Moreover, none were bothering to interfere. Most likely, they found Cord an even bigger asshole than Jack did, and were quite comfortable to stay in the background and enjoy Cord’s humiliation.

Just then, Munch waddled up on his stumpy legs, and said, “All right guys, cool it. Either take it outside or part company.”

Jack released him.

Cord began to slink away while rubbing his arm, but said loudly with false bravado, “I’ll remember this, asshole. One day we’ll meet each other when there aren’t as many witnesses, and when that happens…”

“I’ll finish what you’ve started here, douchebag.”

Once Cord was out of earshot, Munch said, “What the fuck, Jack.”

Jack didn’t bother to look down at Munch, and instead, scanned the room looking for Brittany as he responded, “We were just talking, and then he took a swing at me. I wasn’t about to give him a second chance.”

Rolling his eyes, Munch guessed there was more to it than that, but decided not to pursue it in public. “Can you come to my office? We need to talk.”

Jack remembered his conversation with Brittany in the car and about Munch changing her schedule, and answered with obvious irritation, “Yeah, we sure do need to talk.”

On their way to Munch’s office, Jack ran into Kim. She was leading one of the ‘droolers,’ as she calls them, to one of the back rooms.

Jack asked her, slightly concerned, “Where’s Candice?”

“She’s with Magdalene and Nika.” Noting the apprehension in his voice, she added, soothingly, “Don’t worry, it’s cool. They’ll keep her out of trouble.” Winking, she pulled her t-shirt above her breasts as a reminder of past events.

“Funny,” Jack responded dryly, and unamused.

“Oh, Nika’s been asking Candice and me all about you…a lot about you. I see a date with a little salt and pepper action in your future. That is if you don’t mind a bit more salt with your pepper. Candice will fill you in. Later, Jack.”

Hearing Kim’s frisky tone about ‘salt and pepper,’ made Jack hard, again. He was finding it difficult to hide the bulge in his pants before sitting down in Munch’s office.

“First thing,” Munch began, “What was that all about with Cord. He’s one of my top guys, and now I’m going to have to spend some time stroking his ego.”

Jack told a half-lie, “Candice mentioned to me that his performance during the shoot wasn’t up to snuff. When I told him what she said, he got pissy.”

Munch shook his head in disappointment before answering. “Yeah, he’s touchy about that. He has a bit of a coke habit and he drinks too much, which is affecting his johnson. It’s getting hard for him to get it hard.”

Jack erupted in anger, “You put her in a scene with a coke-head?”

“Chill out! It wasn’t like he was doing lines off her tits.”

“No more of that shit, understand?”

Knowing in what direction the conversation was about to turn, Munch rolled his eyes, and answered, dryly, “Yeah, yeah, I got it, or you’ll put your foot up my dwarf ass.”

“That’s right, and don’t change her goddamn schedule without telling me, understand?”

“Yeah, yeah, foot up my ass, got it. Just calm down, will you. I know what you’re thinking, but I know he’s clean that way. So don’t worry about STDs…”

“Yeah, because they all use rubbers, right, Munch? Remember that line of crap you tried to feed me last week? I let it pass, then, because I thought you were smarter than this.”

“Sorry about that, but you were pissing me off, questioning my business sense. I take pride in running a clean operation. Ask anyone. No one, and I mean no one, ever got a bug working with my production company. Now, I can’t help what they catch outside of work, but I screen them regularly and make damn sure they’re clean before they work for me again.”

Jack was still fuming, “If I didn’t know you ran a clean operation, Candice and I wouldn’t be here. But, I’m a realist, Munch. The best laid plans of clever dwarves, and all that other shit. So, no more coke-heads…and I better not see any tracks on their arms, or I will bury you in a fucking hole no one will even find.”

Munch thought Jack was bluffing about ‘holes,’ but one could never really tell with him. “Okay Jack, okay. Will you just chill? I was just trying to help the guy. Candice is getting a real reputation as an oral artist. Jesus, you should have seen what she did to Rich and Samuel on Monday. She was going down on both of them, putting their dicks together and blowing them both at the same…”

“All right, Munch, I don’t need the details.”

“Anyway, I thought putting her with Cord would do it for him. I was wrong.”

“So the shoot today didn’t go well.”

“Once Cord got it up, it went fine, which brings me to the second order of business. How did things go in Washington?”

Jack knew this was Munch’s roundabout way of asking when he can start using Brittany’s footage, and answers, curtly, “Monday.”

“That soon? You sure?”

“If it doesn’t happen by then, it ain’t happening. Either way, after Monday use anything you have of her.”

Slapping his desk, Munch exclaimed, “That’s what I’m talking about. You’re a good man, Jack. Even though you’re a fucking hard case, you are my huckleberry. You can’t believe the gold mine I’m sitting on with her.”

Jack let his words roll around in his head for a moment. He still couldn’t figure her, or ‘it.’ out, and asked, “I don’t get it. How is this forty-something redhead strippingeveryone’s gears? Not just me, I mean everyone! Yeah, she’s gorgeous with those iridescent green eyes and those pouty lips, not to mention that great ass and better tits. Then there’s that sly, but shy, comely look she sometimes gives you. You know the one, when she tilts her head to the side and does that thing with her eyes and mouth, and you’re not sure whether she’s going to kiss you or kick you in the balls. I mean, she’s doing it for me…but everyone? Munch, I’ve seen the looks on the other guys on the set when they’re watching her. To a man, they’re enthralled with hard-ons you could break rocks on. How is that possible?”

Munch never heard Jack so emotional about a woman. He smiled to himself seeing the ‘big guy’ so vulnerable for a change, and then answered, “Quit trying to make sense of it. You said it yourself, ‘She’s doingit for me.’ Just accept the fact that she’s got ‘it’ and ‘It’ affects a whole bunch of guys.” Pausing, he repeated himself, slowly, for emphasis, “Jackie boy. She’s. Got.It!”

********

After his brief talk with Munch, it took Jack a few minutes to find Brittany. She was sitting on one of the couches with two other women, whom Jack guessed were Magdalene and Nika that Kim mentioned.

When she saw Jack approaching, Brittany bounded off the couch and ran toward him, and with her breasts swaying, seductively, with every step.

He can’t help getting hard—again—as she hugs him tightly. He doesn’t bother hiding it anymore. It’s happening so often.

Pressing her stomach against his groin as she hugs him, she felt his large, hard bulge, and gasped, “Someone sure missed me.”

“You have no idea. Ready to go?”

Taking him by the hand, she pulled him toward the couch, saying, “Not just yet. I want you to meet some people.” Standing in front of the two women, Brittany makes the introductions, “Jack, this is Magdalene and Nika. I worked with Magdalene on Monday, and I’ll be working with both of them on Friday. Magdalene’s been a real big help to me on the set.”

With their eyes starting out at crotch level, they can’t help but notice Jack’s budge. Brittany saw the looks they were giving him. Stepping in front of Jack, she said with a hint of jealousy, “Now ladies, tongues in and hands off.”

Nika and Magdalene erupt in laughter having been caught peeking, while Magdalene added a saucy tease, “Now I know why you’re wearing that t-shirt.”

Surprisingly, Brittany blushed at the compliment. Jack was also embarrassed, and said, apologetically, “Sorry for the display, ladies. I’m usually not this kind of an exhibitionist, but lately, it’s had a mind of its own.”

“As do most men’s,” Nika quipped, tongue-in-cheek.

Smiling knowingly at Nika, Brittany says to Jack, “Nika, Kim, and I thought it would be fun if we got together for drinks later.”

“I know, Kim told me already.”

“Why that sneak. I wanted to tell you myself. Do you mind?”

Her question stumped him, and Jack stared blankly back at her.

It’s not that the question, or the answer, rather, that was indelicate. Jack’s confusion is born more along the lines: why bother asking the question in the first place? It would be like asking a dying man if he wouldn’t mind another twenty years of life, and expecting an answer other than, ‘Fuck no, I don’t mind!’

He continues staring, first at Brittany, than over at Nika, trying to come up with something witty to say.

Nika stared back at him. Her lips curl into a sexy, half smile as she raised a taunting eyebrow.

At a loss for words, Jack just rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

All three women burst out in laughter.

Leaning in to kiss Magdalene goodbye on the cheek, Brittany asked, “Sure you don’t want to party with us?”

“Thanks baby, but I’m heading home. I’m beat. Besides, it’s getting close to my daughter’s bedtime.”

“Turning toward Nika, Brittany slipped an arm around her waist, and asked, “Ready? I think Jack and I are going to leave.”

“You go ahead, doll. I need to stay a little longer and talk over some things with Munch. That is, if I can find the sneaky dwarf. I’ll follow Kim when she’s ready to go.”

********

Jack and Brittany didn’t say much on the drive over to their usual rendezvous. Once they rented the same room they always use, Brittany decided to take a quick shower.

Afterwards, wrapped in a towel, she sat on the bed opposite Jack, casually combing her hair. She finally asked, “Anything you want to tell me?”

Jack knew what her question is in reference to, and said, “Sorry about what happened earlier. I had too much to drink, and he was being a dick.”

Brittany looks at him thoughtfully, before saying, “I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again, if you’re going to have a problem with what I’m doing, then just say so, and I’ll stop.”

“I’m working through it,” Jack said, adamantly.

“How, by strangling every guy I do a scene with?”

Jack couldn’t keep from laughing, and then joked, “Well, not everyone. Just Cord and maybe a few others you don’t know about. You should be happy, Rich and Samuel got through the party without an incident.” When he saw her laughing, he asked, “You want to tell me about flashing your jugs for the cameras?”

She answered, defensively, “You told me, ‘looky no touchy,’ so I let them look. The horny little dicks kept pushing hundred dollar bills into my pockets. What was I supposed to do?”

“I mention it as a reminder of how dangerous things are getting. I just hope Santos doesn’t visit ‘Chicks will Big Tits’ websites, because you know the first thing those ‘horny little dicks’ with the cameras are going to do is post your pics all over the Internet.”

“Sorry.”

“Yeah, sorry,” Jack mocked, and then said under his breath, “It will be a miracle if things don’t blow up in my face before I have a chance to implement this plan.”

There was that cryptic reference to the ‘plan,’ again. Brittany asked, earnestly, “Could you just tell me what you’re thinking of doing?”

“Not now. Kim and Nika will be here soon, and I don’t want to discuss it in front of them. Besides, I need a clearer head. The scotch I had is still flowing upstream through my anger and embarrassment, and right into my head.”

About fifteen minutes later, they heard a knock at the door. Brittany answered it, still wrapped in a towel.

When Kim and Nika enter, Kim commented with a giggle, “Looks like someone’s ready to go.” Setting a bottle of single malt scotch on the table next to Jack, she said, “Thought I’d pick up a bottle of your favorite. Just in case. I remember a wise man once told me, ‘Liquor is quicker.'”

Jack responded with a laugh, “Somehow, I don’t think we’ll need it tonight,” as he got some glasses.

Jack heard Nika remark, “Ooh, nice king-sized bed. Looks like plenty of room for romping. Oh, Candice, doll, would you mind if I took a quick shower? After glad-handing the ‘droolers’ all evening, I’d like to wash up.

“Oh, me too,” Kim pipes in. “Let’s save some time and double up.”

Unabashedly, Brittany removed her towel and handed it to Kim, saying, “You’re going to need this. We’re short of towels. I’ll just play with my man while you girls wash.”

Brittany curled up into Jack’s lap, snuggling against his chest.

As Jack poured them a drink, she couldn’t help but comment, “Now, not too much for you. I don’t want you choking the guests.”

“Yes, dear,” he answered with a smile. Hearing Kim and Nika laughing in the shower, Jack added, “You’re beginning to scare me a little.”

“How’s that?”

“Three against one, you’re full of confidence in my abilities.”

Brittany said, laughingly, “I tried to make it four against one, but Magdalene had other plans.”

“Well, I wish I had the same assurance in myself as you do.”

“There’s something you don’t know. This is really going to be a two against two. I plan to match your alpha-guy with my alpha-girl. Let’s see how many times we can make the porn queens scream and squirt.”

“Since when did you become an alpha-girl?”

“I guess you’re rubbing off on me. Munch has been pushing this Dominatrix thing at Kim’s insistence. I figure I’ll give them what they want.”

Jack pushed a lock of hair off her forehead. “I’m still amazed at how easily you’ve adapted to this…lifestyle.”

She shrugged her shoulders, and sat quietly for a while, staring at the floor. Finally, she responded after much contemplation, “You once told me that this shouldn’t be fun for me. It is, though, all of it. I can’t help feeling exhilarated. I don’t understand these changes that are going on in me, but I’m accepting them, and more than that, I want to accept them.” Pausing a moment to look up into his sanguine eyes, she finished her thought, “Now that I’m making good money and things look good for the near future, I think it’s time I cut the asshole loose. I’m filing for divorce.”

“How soon?”

“I’m seeing a lawyer tomorrow.”

“Hold off on that.”

“Why? Hasn’t this been the plan all along?”

Jack looked at her thoughtfully. Mulling over everything she had just said, he responded, “Plans change. Sometimes…so do our natures.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just hold off on the lawyer for now.”

“Okay, but what do you mean by, ‘Sometimes, so do our natures?'”

Jack debated a long time if he should tell her, but staring into her trusting, green eyes, he decided he was all in, “That an uptight, suburban housewife, forced into circumstances beyond her control, could easily accept the changes that are happening within her.” As she turned her eyes away from his steely gaze in embarrassment, Jack concludes, “More importantly, that a full-time P.I. and part-time blackmailer, one who could never stand sharing his women, suddenly finds sharing acceptable, just as long as that uptight, suburban housewife keeps looking at him the way she’s doing.”

She threw her parted lips onto his. Their tongues dance wildly within and between their mouths, filling them with the same passion from the other night. Brittany’s hand crept down his body, and she loudly gasped when she found for what she was searching.

It surprised her, the excitement she still experienced when she felt his hard member. As if she was always feeling it for the first time. Moreover, it surprised her further still how Jack, the man, regardless of that other object that excites her so, can so easily invoke such raw passions of lust in her after so many months with just a small, sly smile.

“I can’t wait,” she panted, “Fuck me!”

Kissing her forehead, he teased, “All good things to those who wait.”

Moaning in disappointment, she resigned herself to wait, and continued kissing him deeply.

When they heard the shower stop, Brittany said, “Sounds like it’s almost show time.” Scampering to the bathroom and making her tits bounce wildly, and Jack’s cock even harder, she said over her shoulder, “Don’t move.”

Jack listened to more laughter coming from the bathroom, and wondered how jaded porn stars could still sound like excited schoolgirls about sex. Then again, maybe that’s why they’re in porn to begin with. Sex has always held them with schoolgirl fascination and enthusiasm. Whatever the reason, it’s a mystery Jack is happy not to solve.

The bathroom door creaked open, signaling that Brittany’s ‘show’ is about to begin.

Naked and beautiful, they slowly entered the main room. Then they stood in a line, side-by-side, staring back at Jack from the other side of the bed.

Nika was flanked by Brittany and Kim, her coffee and cream complexion contrasting vividly with the smooth, milky tones of the other two ladies. Given Nika’s height, Brittany’s head barely tops Nika’s breasts as they stand alongside each other. Seeing that visual, Jack wishes Brittany would take that breast lovingly in her mouth.

The two women turned Nika sideways so that she faced Brittany. Slowly, they lowered themselves onto their knees, kissing and licking Nika’s body as they descended. Once on their knees, both pressed their faces into Nika’s sex, Brittany wildly sucking Nika’s vulva, and Kim, equally as fervent, tonging her deep between her buttocks.

It’s a stunningly erotic display, the Nubian princess serviced by her white lilies, and obviously planned by the three women for Jack’s benefit.

Nika widens her stance as her knees became wobbly, and then she rocks her hips forward and back, alternately pushing herself firmly into each of her servants’ face.

Nika’s legs continue to weaken. She tried to squat lower and maintain her balance, but Brittany pushed her arms up and into her stomach, forcing her to stay standing.

Grunting loudly and lustfully, Nika slammed an arm into the wall in order to stave off the climax that was encroaching too quickly.

Kim grabbed Nika’s hips and buried her face even tighter between her ass cheeks.

Bringing an arm off Nika’s abdomen, Brittany pushed three fingers deep into her dripping pussy while she continued to suck hard at her clit.

Uttering a loud, “Oh, you bitches,” Nika slammed the wall repeatedly with her arm, as her two servants continued to press their faces hard into her groin. Pushing into her so hard, in fact, Nika goes up on tiptoes, appearing to Jack as if Kim and Brittany were actually lifting her off the floor with their faces.

“Jesus, you bitches!” Nika yelled again, and she clamped a hand to each of their heads. Now with support and leverage, she pulled them tight against her while rolling her hips.

“Tongue my holes, bitches. Tongue my fucking holes,” Nika loudly exclaimed, as she smeared herself against their faces. “Jesus, finger me…finger me,” she yelled.

As Brittany continued working her fingers in Nika’s pussy, Kim spit on two of hers and slid them easily into Nika’s anus.

Both feverishly worked their fingers, sliding and nudging past and against each other within their respective holes, as Brittany continued to work Nika’s clit with a devilish tongue.

When her sublime moment arrived, Nika silently wrapped her arms fully about her chest, like a mummy encased in her sarcophagus, and violently shook.

A quiet pall descended across the room. All Jack could hear were the soft sloshing sounds of Brittany’s fingers working deeply in Nika’s pussy, and the soft splats of Nika’s ejaculate as it runs down Brittany’s fingers to fall onto the carpet.

Before Nika stopped quivering, Kim and Brittany quickly pulled her onto the bed and on her back. Holding her legs open, they teased at her saturated pussy with their fingers, while Brittany said to Jack, “She’s ready, baby. Fuck her brains out. It’s what she’s always wanted you to do.”

Not bothering to remove his clothes, he pulled his rock hard cock through the opening of his pants, and ignoring the metal teeth of the zipper nipping at his thick shaft, he knelt between Nika’s legs. Brittany held his cock for him, and pointed it directly at Nika’s saturated opening as Jack clasped his large hands onto her hips. Using his thighs as a ramp, he slid her ass up onto his legs, and plunged his cock all the way inside of her.

Nika gasped in pleasure as Jack leaned forward, forcing his member hard against her slick walls.

With her ass up and tight against him, Jack thrust into her with short, slow strokes.

Already in an over-exited state due to Kim and Brittany’s oral endeavors, Nika just stares up into Jack’s face with her eyes going wide as she felt another climax fast approaching.

“Fuck me hard!” she urged.

Jack only continues with his slow, yet hard, pace.

“Fuck me,” she pleaded again, “Fuck me. Yes, fuck me! Fuck me…Jesus, Jack…Fuck my pussy!”

Brittany and Kim each latched their mouths onto her breasts, while they teased and pinched her hardened, pebble-like clit with their fingers.

Nika’s eyes went wide, again, but just for a moment. They slowly close, thereafter, as she continued to climax through Jack’s easy pace.

Jack felt her warm fluid bathing his cock, flowing rapidly around him and soaking into his pants. Still, he continued his slow, hard pumping.

Finding strength from somewhere deep within, Nika lifted her back. Propping herself up on her elbows so that she could watch Jack’s thick cock sliding into her, she added a small hip thrust of her own to match Jack’s. Before long, her head lolled backward with her mouth frozen open in a silent cry of ecstasy as another climax approached. Her body continued to shudder as warm fluid continued seeping out of her, drenching the bed coverings below.

Nika’s orgasms went on much longer than anyone felt humanly possible; but eventually, she touched Brittany and Kim’s still teasing fingers as a signal for the two women to stop.

Nika laid flat, panting, and momentarily exhausted.

When Jack pulled out of her, Brittany saw his cock shiny slick and oh, so hard. Imbued with the same lust from before, at seeing another pleasured woman’s arousal and ejaculate dripping from his member, she begged him with her eyes to let her clean him.

Cupping the back of her head, Jack pulled her closer, sliding his cock deep into her waiting mouth. She voraciously sucked on him, thoroughly cleaning Nika’s leavings from his member. Reaching in to pull his balls out of his pants, she sucked and tongued his heavy orbs while begging, “I want you to come in my mouth.”

“Not yet,” he responded huskily, “Continue playing with your friend. I like it when my bitches play with each other.”

Jack took a moment to remove his clothes, and watched Brittany and Kim as they move up Nika’s body with their mouths. As they neared her face with their tender lips, Nika returned their soft, Sapphic kisses with those of her own, kissing each, in turn, deeply and passionately.

When Kim and Brittany lay their heads next to hers, Nika asked, breathlessly, “Okay, now where can I get one of those t-shirts?”

All three of them laughed, and none more than Nika as she covered her face in apparent, little girl embarrassment.

Ever tempted by a woman’s musky-scented sex, Jack slid between Nika’s legs, kissing hard at her hairless, outer labia. Never parting her folds, he spent a wonderful time gently nuzzling, kissing, and licking her arousal from her body. Nika’s legs twitched continuously at his delicate touches.

After a while, Jack felt Brittany nibbling at his earlobe. She whispered, “One down, many more to go. Now lie back and let Kim have some fun.”

As he lies back on the bed, Kim crawled over to him with an impish grin creasing her lips. This time she straddles his hips while facing him. Brittany holds his cock steady as she sits down, easily sliding him inside.

Bracing her hands against his shoulders, she renewed the ‘Kimmy-roll’ of her pelvis from the last time they fucked.

She closed her eyes to the intense rush at having him filling her again. Her hair draped haphazardly over and around her face. Through slightly parted lips, her breath came as continuous shallow pants, interrupted only when she whispered, “It’s so fucking thick. It’s so fucking hard.”

Jack felt warm breath, and an even warmer tongue, caressing his balls. From the soft moans he heard coming from behind Kim, he could tell it was Nika. Spreading his legs wider, he gave her room to explore more fully.

Nika didn’t hesitate, artfully pulling both his balls completely into her mouth. There was an added sensation for Jack as she rolled his balls around with her tongue, a wonderful tickle all about the base of his shaft caused by her nose nuzzling against his tool.

Kim’s pelvic rolls became more exaggerated, sliding her pussy almost all the way up to his cockhead, before descending all the way to the base. Each time his cock emerged from Kim’s opening, Nika shifted her oral attentions, lavishing numerous sucking kisses and licks to his shaft with wet lips and tongue, all while continuing to pull and massage his balls with gentle fingers.

The sound of a sharp slap reverberated off the walls, followed by an abrupt yelp from Kim. Nika spanked Kim again, and commanded, “Spread those cheeks on that tight little ass of yours, Kimmy.”

Kim halted her hip roll in order to bring her hands behind her.

With another hard clap, Nika covered Kim’s hands with her own, and they both spread Kim’s buttocks, together.

“Such a perky and pink, and oh, so, tight asshole you have,” Nika said, enticingly, “It’s perfect for what I want to do.” Nika spit a large pearl right on target, and planted her face squarely between Kim’s ass cheeks.

Jack felt the tingling sensations of Nika’s chin rubbing against his shaft as her mouth and tongue worked fervently, pressed tightly against Kim’s anus.

Nika’s oral attentions didn’t end at Kim’s ‘end.’ She plies her wicked tongue everywhere, pushing Kim forward, and exposing much of Jack’s cock in the process. Then, Nika proceeded to tongue, kiss, and suck everything within easy reach of her slutty mouth.

She performed this lewd circumnavigation of all their sweet parts, paying wonderful attention to Jack’s balls and Kim’s perineum, until all their exposed parts were slick with her saliva.

Spreading Kim’s ass cheeks as wide as possible, Nika spit on her asshole, again, and said, “I’m getting that pink bud all slick and ready. Now back up and put Jack’s thick cock back in your pussy like a good bitch.”

Nika positioned two, well-lubed fingers right at Kim’s opening, and as Kim shifted backwards, pushing Jack’s cock deeper into her pussy, Nika’s fingers easily slipped into Kim’s ass, as well.

A long hiss of pleasure escaped Kim’s lips as Nika pushed in her fingers down to the first knuckle.

Kim then performed a subtle hip shift that pushed Jack’s cock and Nika’s fingers all around their respective openings. The erotic feelings are intense as she arches her back to the mounting pleasure. Her arching pushes her breasts far forward, right into Jack’s face.

Jack latched his mouth firmly onto her ripe melons, and sucks hard on each, in turn. Then gripping Kim’s hips, he forced her groin further down and onto his cock and Nika’s fingers.

Kim uttered a quiet, yet distinct, “Jesus Christ,” as the intense, pleasurable shock of Jack’s deep thrust nearly overwhelmed her.

Nika increased the pressure of her massaging fingers within Kim’s ass, sliding them firmly in and out, to the chorus of Kim’s repeated, loud refrains, “Oh, fuck yes! Finger fuck that tight hole, bitch!”

Jack felt Nika’s fingers working against Kim’s anal walls, and pressing them firmly against his cock as well. The unabashed, erotic look of a slut in heat bloomed across Kim’s face. Jack bit down hard on her nipples, and felt the rapid flood of arousal coursing across his cock. Then, adding a little pelvic shift of his own, he pushed his cock hard against Nika’s fingers.

Kim felt the rapid approach of climax. Looking around frantically for Brittany, Kim loudly exclaims, “Pixie Domme? Where’s my pixie Domme?”

“I’m right here, sweetheart,” Brittany cooed, running fingers through Kim’s hair as she knelt beside her. She wore a strap-on dildo that stuck out lewdly, straight and long, alongside Kim’s face. It was proportioned similar to Jack’s member, but smaller by a third.

Kim panted, “Pixie Domme, I’ve been a very bad girl.”

Still playing with Kim’s hair, Brittany asked, “I can’t believe that. How have you been a bad girl?”

“I let men do all sorts of naughty things to me, and I like it.”

Brittany slapped Kim’s buttocks, hard. The vibrations caused by the rough spank careened wildly against Nika’s fingers, adding another level of bliss to the erotic feelings imparted into Kim. Brittany spanked her again, and said, “I can see that. Are you fucking my man again?”

“Yes, my pixie Domme.”

“I didn’t hear a thank you.”

“Thank you, pixie Domme.”

“And what are you going to do for my man for fucking your pussy so well as thanks?”

Kim opened her mouth, letting Brittany slide the strap-on inside.

Kim sucked on the offered dildo as if it were a flesh and blood phallus, slathering saliva on it until heavy strands of spit dripped off its end.

Brittany forced the dildo further into Kim’s mouth, and then asked with teasing incredulity, “Youare a slutty, little bad girl, but do you think you can put all of my man’s cock in your mouth, like you’re doing now?”

With the dildo fully lodged inside her, all Kim could do was stare up at Brittany with a look that said:I don’t know, but I’m going to have a hell of a fun time trying.

Grabbing a tuft of Kim’s hair, Brittany pulled her head back and off the phallus, and asked, “Now, tell your pixie Domme where you wanther cock.”

Hearing the dominating, overbearing tone in Brittany’s voice, Kim closed her eyes as a large smile unfolded across her face. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Fuck my ass like you own it.”

Within moments, Brittany was behind Kim, and given Nika’s slathering attentions to Kim’s behind, she easily slid the dildo all the way into Kim’s ass.

Jack felt the phallus sliding past his cock. Never having performed double-penetration on anyone until now, the feeling was odd for him, but also strangely erotic. Mostly because it was Brittany, the once retiring housewife, who was taking command of Kim’s backdoor. His heightened eroticism was augmented by Brittany’s domineering attitude. It was something he’d never seen, nor expected of her, as she completely went alpha-girl on Kim, owning and using her as one owns a pet.

Smiling up at Brittany, he quipped, “You weren’t kidding about getting all alpha-girl on the ladies.”

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” she said, smiling mischievously.

Brittany wrapped her right arm around Kim’s neck and locked her hand to the bicep of her left arm, which was resting on Kim’s left shoulder. Then, she cupped the back of Kim’s head with her left hand, essentially immobilizing her in an elaborate, horse-collar headlock. Pulling Kim’s upper body up and back, Brittany began a long, slow pumping action, repeatedly pulling the strap-on almost all the way out of Kim’s ass before sliding it fully inside.

Brittany commented above Kim’s loud moans, “It’s a little something one of the guys did to me the other day on the set, either Rich or Sam. I’m not sure which, but it was such a turn-on.” Thinking she’d said too much to her man, she added, “I hope you don’t mind me telling you that.”

“Just as long as you know who’syour alpha-dog.”

Closing her eyes and thinking about what her ‘alpha-dog’ is going to do to her later, she answered him, breathlessly, “I couldn’t forget that.” She added with another wink and a smile, “But just in case I might, I want you to ram your thick cock into me as a reminder, and keep ramming it in me until I forget everything else.”

“Choke hold and all?”

Her eyes went wide with desire.

After Brittany set up a nice, easy butt-pumping rhythm, she slid her face forward, so that she was cheek to cheek with Kim. Then, she asked softly, close to Kim’s ear, “Who owns your tight ass?”

Between loud moans of pleasure, Kim responded disjointedly, “You…o-own my…a-ass. Every b-bit…of i-it.”

Brittany continued with her full, back and forth slide, but increased her tempo, and asked, “You love my cock pumping into your ass, don’t you?”

Kim abruptly shouted, “Fuck,” as she clutched at and massaged her tits, adding another layer of erotic texture to her growing arousal.

“You didn’t answer me. You love my cock in your tight ass, don’t you?”

“I-I love it a-and you, my pixie Domme. F-Fuck me harder!”

Brittany kissed her cheek and complied, increasing her pumping action until the soft slaps of her thighs against Kim’s behind begin to drown out the sounds of Kim’s loud moaning.

Throughout the interplay between the two women, Jack lay quiet and static, enjoying the spectacle of meek little Brittany Medina owning a porn queen’s ass.

Nika, previously having removed herself from the action to watch the others, said softly, close to Jack’s ear, “Why you naughty man. You’re holding back, aren’t you?”

Jack kissed her before answering, “Just a little. I want to wait a bit and let Candice run wild for a while. That way I get to save myself.”

“You are a naughty man. Saving yourself for me, perhaps?”

“You know…”

Nika doesn’t let him finish as she kisses him hard.

She had plans on straddling Jack’s head and let him work her over with his mouth, when Kim makes another loud plea, “Jack, please fuck my pussy. Fuck it! Fuck it! Pixie Domme’s got me so close.”

Kissing Nika, he said, “So much for taking things easy. Duty calls.”

Nika foregoes the tongue-lashing she desires from Jack, hiding her disappointment for the moment. Instead, she nuzzled up to him, laying her head down on his chest so that she had a ringside seat of his thick tool sliding in and out of Kim.

He began slowly, a soft shifting of his hips that pushed his cock in about halfway on each thrust.

Even though Jack is taking it easy, Nika saw that Brittany had taken it up several notches, as loud, narrowly spaced slaps are heard each time she thrust deeply into Kim’s ass. Looking a little higher, she could see that Brittany still has Kim’s head immobilized in the over-under headlock. The two women were still cheek to cheek, and every so often Brittany nuzzled her nose against Kim’s ear, and whispered something no one but Kim could hear. Kim responded with a subtle headshake or nod, depending on the question.

Nika almost laughed at the facial contortions unfolding across Kim’s face, ranging from wide-eyed amazement—or possibly derangement—to a vacant, heavy-lidded stare.

As she continued to watch Jack’s slow, yet steady, pumping, a small trickle of clear fluid ran down Jack’s cock, then another trickle, this one a little heavier, and then another, heavier still. It dawned on Nika that Kim was climaxing, but in a way unusual for her friend.

Not hiding her astonishment, Nika said, “Holy fuck, girl, you usually wake the neighborhood when you come. Since when did you become such a quiet fuck?”

Kim just stared down at Nika, wide-eyed. Her lower lip quivered. Kim tried to speak, but was rendered voiceless as wave upon orgasmic wave quickly built up and crashed over her, sucking the air from her lungs.

Feeling the quick trickle of Kim’s fluids, Jack began pounding up into her at an increasing rate.

Kim’s quivering lip soon became a stammer, then a squeal, ending in full-throated shrieking.

Nika laughed, as she said over Kim’s deafening cries, “Now that’s the Kimmy I know and love. I knew you couldn’t stay a quiet fuck for long.”

Kim wanted to—or it should be said, her body wanted to—collapse forward onto Jack; however, Brittany continued to clutch her firmly about the head, preventing her.

Brittany changed her thrusting tempo, adding a pièce de résistance to Kim’s climaxes. Using Kim’s shoulders and head as leverage for her arms, she forced herself into Kim, thrusting the strap-on hard into Kim’s ass each time.

Each time she slammed the dildo home, Brittany reminded Kim, “Your ass is mine, now; totally mine.” Kim’s only answer was another, ear-piercing shriek, followed by a torrent of fluid gushing out of her.

When the shrieking finally stopped, Brittany released Kim’s head, allowing her to slump sideways, off Jack, and onto the bed.

Kim wasn’t the only one left breathless, as Brittany panted, red-faced from the exertion of pounding into Kim. She bent over to kiss the top of Jack’s cock, which stood quivering in the air having been released from Kim, and said, “That was quite a work out. A couple more humps like that and I’ll really get the thighs and abs toned.”

Before she can sink her lips fully onto Jack’s cock, Nika spanked her on the ass, and said, “My turn girl. Let me clean your man while you get me ready.”

“Give me a minute. His cock isn’t the only thing that needs cleaning,” Brittany answered, as she took the strap-on to the bathroom sink.

Nika licked and sucked Jack’s cock clean of all Kim’s arousal before doing the same to his testicles. As she pulled one then the other of his balls in her mouth to tongue them clean, she felt a rough spank to her ass.

Brittany was back from cleaning the dildo, and while holding a bottle of lube, said to Nika, “Get that fine ass in the air, baby, so pixie Domme can get it worked in.”

Smiling and winking at Jack, Brittany works a couple of well-lubed fingers into Nika’s asshole, and asked him, “Ready for round two, my alpha man?”

Jack just winked back as a response.

In between long, slow licks and sucks, Nika broke in, “Let’s do this the other way around. I want to feel Jack’s thick cock sliding in where the sun don’t shine.”

Brittany sweetly kissed Nika’s buttocks, and says, “I like your style, baby, but I better work more than two fingers in, or you’re going to be hurting.”

After Brittany worked four fingers in, Jack leaned his back against the headboard, coming to a sitting position. Pulling Nika up and toward him, he said, “Reverse cowgirl, baby. Turn ’round and settle that sweet ass onto my stick.”

Straddling Jack’s hips and positioning her ass directly above Jack’s cock, Nika commented, laughingly, “Yippie-ki-yah. This cowgirl sure loves all you hung cowboys.”

Even with the four-finger work-up, it was a tight fit to start. Nika’s enthusiasm for hung cowboys deflated a bit as she struggled working Jack’s cock into her behind. “Maybe I bit off more than my ass can chew,” she commented with a sarcastic laugh, and after a long while of struggle.

“Take your time, sweetheart, and let Candice squirt some more lube on my cock. You’ll get it in, eventually.”

“Yeah? And how many pieces is my ass going to be in when I do?”

Jack commented, laughingly, “I thought all you porn queens can take any sized cock in any hole. Just with a snap of the fingers. What gives?”

“I may be a porn queen, but I usually don’t do anal. Munch has to pay extra if he wants me to, and he hates that.”

“Wow, breaking personal etiquette just so you can take ol’ Jack up the ass. I must be special.”

Nika grunted out a laugh, and answered sarcastically, “Maybe, or maybe I’m just stupid.”

Brittany broke in, “Nika, baby, just pull him out for a second so that I can can grease him up…there, that’s a good bitch. Now try it.”

After slathering Jack’s cock with a thick coating of the viscous fluid, Brittany rested her head on Jack’s thigh so she could better watch Nika’s continual, slow descent onto Jack’s pole.

Even with the extra lube, it still took some time, but millimeter by millimeter, Jack’s cock disappeared from view. Except for the time she saw Jack’s cock sliding into her own behind, Brittany had never seen anything as erotic as his thick tool slowly spread Nika’s buttocks in the extreme on its dark, pleasure-inducing journey inside. It took all of her control not to touch her own pussy out of sexual excitement, and inadvertently bring herself off before she wanted. She touched Nika’s vulva, instead, feeling nothing but a warm saturation, reminiscent of a sponge steeping in a warm bath.