For those new to the story, Crossfire began as a moderate non-consent/reluctance tale, but has shifted into other genres—such as with the current installment—along the way.
A mild trigger: other than the usual sexual happenings surrounding a nice, girl-boy-girl free-for-all, there's just a smidgen of light anal thrown into the mixed.
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After the shoot at the warehouse, the three of them ended up back at the motel Jack and Brittany used for their trysts. Along the way, Jack picked up a bottle of single malt. The same brand Munch served.
They sat around for a while, talking and drinking. Most of the conversation centered on what Brittany experienced that day.
Kim continued giving Brittney pointers on what to do in front of the camera, as well as more specific information about the business behind the scenes. Kim also gave Brittany the name of a salon that does professional waxing. Nervous about exposing herself, yet again, to a new set of strangers, as well as the pain of the procedure, Brittany begged Kim to tag along. Kim agreed without hesitation.
After a while, the two were in a constant state of mirth, Brittany, more so. What with the scotch, and that she was back in the friendly confines of the motel room, her mood lightened up considerably from before.
As the girls talked, Jack contemplated other things while thoughtfully sipping his scotch.
The girls noted his overly quiet behavior, but didn't push the issue with him. As he seemed preoccupied with other things, the girls left him alone.
Their conversation soon turned toward Brittany's upcoming shoot. Kim poured them another scotch, while asking her, "Did Munch fill you in on what you'll be doing Monday?"
"Not really, just that I'll be working with a Maggie Saint something or other."
"Magdalene St. Croix?"
"That's it. What's she like?"
"She's about your age, tall, brunette, nice tits, better legs, does a lot of mother-son incest vids and MILF stuff. Whatever you do, don't call her Maggie. She hates that name, but she loves sucking cock
and
cunt. She's a real switch-hitting, mommy Domme. You should have fun. Did Munch mention anyone else, or is it just going to be a lesbo?"
"He said something about two guys, but I don't remember their names." Pausing a moment, a look of concern crossed her face before she continued, "Munch called them boys, and said it in a way that sounded...odd. He's not talking about teenage boys, is he?"
Hearing the anxiety in Brittany's voice over possibly doing young males, Jack almost reminded her how she ended up in this situation in the first place, but held his tongue.
Kim laughed before answering. "No. That's Munch's way of saying they look way younger than their age. They'll be men for sure, but real baby faces. Sounds like Munch has you lined up for a little mother-son foursome. Don't be surprised if Magdalene eats your pussy while the other guys are fucking you."
Kim noticed Brittany's face turning as red as her hair at the mention of a woman going down on her. Seeing a nice segue to the real purpose of her visit, Kim took Brittany's hand in a soothing manner, while asking, "Are you going to be all right with it, if it comes up?"
"You think Munch will want me to...you know...reciprocate?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Kim responded, "He'll probably give you a pass this time if you're not comfortable. He doesn't like pushing the actors if they're not ready. One thing's for sure, with Magdalene, there will definitely be some girl on girl action, whether it's in your contract or not. The girl can't help herself. And with you, she definitely won't be able to help herself. I wouldn't worry, though. She'll probably be your huckleberry and stay a bottom this time.
Kim could tell Brittany was still worried. Smoothing Brittany's hair in a loving manner, she said, "Remember, we talked about this. Munch may give you a pass for a while, but eventually you are going to have to go down on a girl. So it's probably best to do it sooner, rather than later."
Brittany was staring at her with an innocent expression, one that reminded Kim of a little girl lost in a wide world. Seeing Brittany's luscious, pouty lips, Kim leaned into her with her own lips slightly parted, preparing to kiss her.
Shooting out of the chair as if it was on fire, Brittany blurted out, "I have to pee," before quickly making her way to the bathroom.
Kim lets out a heavy sigh as she laid back on the bed, frustrated at Brittany's nonresponse.
"Almost. Keep trying," she heard Jack say.
Kim laughed brightly. Looking over at Jack, she saw him staring back at her with a warm smile. "I have a confession to make. I'm not very good at seduction, never have been. I always let my tits and ass hook the guys. Are there any tips you can give me concerning Candice? You seem to have a way with her."
"Keep plugging away. You already have a good start. You know what they say, liquor is quicker, and she's been hitting it pretty hard."
She asked, tongue in cheek, "Is that liquor, or lick her?"
"I think one's going to lead to the other before the evenings over."
Laughing again, "I hope so. Ever since I had her try on wigs, all I want to do is kiss her lips. She's a doll." Shifting gears, Kim sat up, asking, "Hey, I always wanted to ask why you never try anything with any of us after a shoot, like Munch's other friends?"
Jack thinks about the question for a moment before answering. "It had to do with an old, personal code of mine that I'm soon to break."
"I can understand that, I guess. You wouldn't believe the number of blowjobs you'd get if you hung out at the after parties."
"Yeah?" he asks, amused.
"Oh yeah, all of us girls think you're hot, and all of us are wondering what kind of package you got." She giggled with slight embarrassment before continuing, "Particularly Nika, the cutesy black girl with the short fro, she's got it bad for you. She practically drools all over her boobs every time she sees you."
Jack replied, half-jokingly, "I'll have to remember that next time. Maybe I'll invite both of you over. Get some salt and pepper action."
"Yummy, it's a date."
They heard the toilet flush, and then the sink running.
Before Brittany came back, Jack said, quietly, "About Candice, full frontal assault works best. Not too hard, but firm. Don't let her scooch away this time."
Kim was standing at the end of the bed as Brittany left the bathroom.
Brittany started to say, "Sorry it took so long. With all that scotch, I really had to...," when Kim takes her head into her hands and gives her a long, sweet kiss, silencing her.
Kim continued holding Brittany's head as they stared at each other for a long while.
Finally, Brittany asked, "Just kissing...only with the lips, okay?"
Kim smiled and cupped Brittany's cheek, while answering, "We'll see."
When Brittany showed no sign of moving away, Kim kissed her again, and continued without pause. What started out as a long, gentle pressing of the lips, soon turned into something more, as Kim slipped her tongue into Brittany's mouth.
Jack watched as the two women moved to the bed. Laying Brittany on her back, Kim renewed their kiss, both of them passing their tongues wildly between them. Kim had a hand on one of Brittany's breasts, and playfully massaged her through her blouse. It wasn't long before Brittany's hardened nipples clearly showed through the fabric.
They each took turns on top. Playfully rolling from one side of the bed to the other in wild abandon as their mouths remain locked together, both grasping and squeezing at the other's breasts or running firm, yet gentle, fingers through each other's hair.
On one such roll around, Kim ended up on top, straddling Brittany's waist. Brittany looked up at her with a smoky allure in her eyes, her lips glistening with sweet moisture from their kisses.
Taking hold of the front collar of Brittany's shirt, Kim ripped her blouse open with a laugh. Buttons fly in all directions. Brittany reciprocated, laughing as she tears open Kim's shirt. Both of them giggled as they pulled and tugged at their remaining clothes, quickly disrobing each other.
Still on top, and kneeling with advantage, Kim bent forward to renew their embrace. Their kissing becomes softer, slow and long, wet bites to their lips, ending each time with them sucking lovingly on their tongues. All the while, their hands dance playfully about, fully exploring each other's body.
Kissing and caressing soon leads to sucking, as Kim scoots forward, pressing a breast to Brittany's waiting mouth.
As Brittany sweetly played with Kim's breasts with hands and mouth, Kim softly talks to her, giving her direction and encouragement.
Spurred on by something Kim said, Brittany grabs both of Kim's breasts in her hands, and while firmly pressing them together, she sucks and licks each in turn.
They rolled over again, so that Brittany was straddling Kim. Brittany held Kim's hands flat on the bed, outstretched above her head, as her large breasts hang enticingly above Kim's face.
Lifting her head off the sheets, Kim aggressively licked and nipped at Brittany's heavy mounds with her lips. Brittany toyed with her, causing her breasts to swing to and fro and brush along Kim's nose and cheeks. As each breast passed by her mouth, Kim tried in vain to catch one or the other with her mouth.
Seeing the frustration in Kim's face, Brittany teased, laughingly, "You want these?"
"Yes."
"Say please."
"Pretty please with a cherry on top."
Releasing Kim's hands, Kim immediately wrapped them around Brittany's back, and buried her face fully between her breasts, taking great sucking bites to each in turn.