Iris Licht - Video Vixens

"Of course, I do." His breathing deepened. "You sure are soft. You're giving me one big hard-on, fondling you like this."

"I'll be sure to take care of it," she said, huskily. She gasped as he zeroed in on a sensitive spot. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. In another five minutes, that is."

Rusty chuckled. His moment of amusement was short-lived as Montana writhed before him. Her excellent ass captured his erotic imagination. He thought of a number of things he would love to do with it.

The phone clattered a moment later, interrupting her blissful reverie. Montana's first impulse was to ignore it, but remembering Stan's furious words, she sighed and snatched up the receiver. "Yes?"

"Montana? It's Crystal. I must see you, immediately."

Crystal's urgent tone accelerated Montana's heartbeat. "What's wrong?"

"I can't discuss it over the phone. Would it be all right to come over?"

Her up-and-coming star sounded desperate. Montana rarely encountered that tone in Crystal. The girl was normally cheerful. "Certainly. Do you know where I live?"

"I'm sitting in my car across from your house, on my cellular phone."

"I'll buzz you in." Montana replaced the phone and tossed Rusty a puzzled look. "It must be a full moon. Now Crystal's upset and at my front door."

Rusty sighed. "Talk about perfect timing."

"She needs me. What can I say?"

Rusty smiled. "Then invite her in and we'll see if we can't give her some peace of mind."

"Thanks."

Montana was grateful for Rusty's compassion. Most men wouldn't have tolerated such an interruption. It proved, at least to her, that she selected the right man. Although he was almost twelve years her junior, he had the necessary maturity to make a relationship work. Montana wasn't sure if she wanted to get serious with him, but from what she'd seen of Rusty, the chemistry between them was strong.

Crystal, standing at her doorstep, looked thoroughly rattled. Montana immediately guessed she and Pete had had a falling out-that much was blatantly apparent. The light in those blue eyes had dimmed and the full, sensual lips were thinned. Tension lined her softly beautiful face.

"What's he done now?" was all Montana could blurt.

"He's got the woman he wants, and it isn't me," she said, collapsing into Montana's arms. "I'm a failure. I couldn't hang onto my man."

Montana strongly embraced her, then gave her a loving pat on the back. "You're wrong. He's the one who blew it. Don't you know how the minds of most men work? They constantly believe the grass is always greener on the other side."

"That's not entirely true," Rusty intervened. "Some of us aren't total dicks."

Montana nodded. "He's right. There are exceptions to the rule."

When Crystal saw Rusty, she backed away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interfere with your cozy evening."

"It's okay," Montana comforted. "You're a valuable person to me, Crystal. Your wholesome outlook is of vital importance to me, as well as the studio. If I can't offer emotional support to those in my employ, then I'm not doing my job."

Crystal sniffled. "I guess I didn't expect such kindness from someone in the porn business."

"We're one big happy family, honey. What we do may make eyes pop, but it doesn't mean we're ruthless people."

"Of that, I'm in complete agreement," Rusty remarked.

"Sit down and give us the low down," Montana instructed. "I want details."

Crystal related the story of Amber's seduction at her place, along with her subsequent exclusive signing with Pete. She was filled with shame for her part in the scam. "It wasn't fair to Amber. She was blind-sided."

Montana waved off her protestations. "Amber is a big girl. For someone of her circumspect character to fall prey to the likes of Pete surprises me. I hope you learned from this. You have to know someone a little better before placing your future in their hands."

"Don't I know it now," she sighed. "Now that he has Amber, he doesn't even want me to touch him. He's rejected me sexually. I've been reduced to a material object. He has no interest in me beyond my ability to provide him income. God. I feel as though I've aged years in the past several months. I have a better idea of how things work than I ever did."

"In the morning, we'll meet with Stan York. He may be a hothead, but you'll find a very reliable agent in him. He'll give you a fair shake."

"Do you really think he'll want to handle someone inexperienced? I mean, I'm not exactly established. I haven't professionally proven myself."

"As long as you're at Wildwood, you'll find routine employment." Montana shook her head. "As for Amber, well, I assume Pete will try to take her to another company to earn top dollar. He'll capitalize on her as much as possible, until her earning power diminishes. I'm afraid Amber has almost burned herself out. That was why I was searching for some new talent, as insurance. I believe I've found her successor: you."

Crystal brightened. "That's a pretty big pair of shoes to fill."

"You can do it. I can spot the ones who are truly gifted, and between you and Rusty, I think you'll help keep Wildwood Productions as the forerunner of adult video entertainment."

Montana's touch did more than soothe Crystal. She began to breathe roughly, gazing at Rusty. Talk of her impending popularity and inevitable success helped her confidence return.

Rusty stood before her, his crotch inches from her beautiful face. The blood was oozing into his cock, making it big. "When do we get to make our first picture together?" he wondered aloud.

Montana was pleased the two of them got along. "Indulge yourself right now," she encouraged. "Live out the fantasy. It's okay. Let's turn the moment into a chemistry test." She got hot seeing Crystal so turned on. That gorgeous face and memory of those sumptuous nipples did it for her. An overwhelming urge to eat Crystal possessed Montana. She could not shed that inclination.

"You sure would like it," Rusty said, his voice thickening with desire. "I can do the both of you so good, you'll be begging for more. I'll bet your pussy's so wet it'll just slide right in. But I wouldn't just fuck you-I'd like to lick you first. I want to see what that pussy tastes like."

Crystal's boobs rose and fell. Her breathing deepened considerably. They were definitely tempting her. Her fists balled up and she was shaking. "Are you certain you two wouldn't rather be alone? I could go somewhere else, give you some privacy."

"Don't be foolish," Montana purred. "You know it's going to be better than you ever dreamed." Her shivering sent Montana's body temperature upward several notches. She knew what to expect, licking the pussy of someone so horny. Montana wanted to slurp her snatch while Rusty was inside it, fucking her brains out. Montana would get to taste him as well as her.

Rusty took her hand and clamped it over his stiff bulge. "Feel that, baby? Doesn't that tell you we want you to stay and join us? You know we're going to end up working together. Let's get used to each other. Come on, it'll be the best ever. You won't want me to stop." He urged her to verify its rigidity. "It's like a pipe. That's what happens when I think of hot pussy. You've got one, don't you? Yeah, I'll bet you do." His voice was low, sexy. He could see Crystal's resistance visibly wane. She made no attempt to remove her hand. Rusty's tone mesmerized her. "Imagine how nice it would feel going up your little snatch, all of it taking command of your body, going where it always belonged. Oh, yeah. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Crystal rubbed it, hypnotized by its throb. "Yes, yes, it would be nice."

"It'll be fun and games between the three of us. We'll satisfy each other's fantasies. I've wanted to make it with you since the first day I saw you at the studio. I knew you were hot. I'm sure you've always wanted to feel a big cock in your pussy, stroking you the way it was intended."