Welcome to the next installment of my wonderful adventures. I hope you enjoy reading this one as much as I enjoy writing it. After all, I sure did. J As always, you can read the previous installment or read any of my other works at http://www.asstr.org/~BrettLynn/ I reserve all non-electronic and commercial rights to this work. If it is illegal in your jurisdiction to read this work, please do not read this story.

 

The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K: Loving, Innocent & Virginal

by Brett Lynn

 

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Miss K thought she was dreaming that someone said that until she felt a sharp elbow stick her right in her breast through the Calgary Flames jersey she used as a nightshirt.

"Wha? Wassup?"

"Can I borrow your cell phone? I need to make a call."

"OK," Miss K groggily said before rolling out the spoon position with Tracy, reaching over to the nightstand to grab the phone and handing it over to Tracy.

"Whatcha need with the phone?"

"I’ll tell you in a minute after I make this call, OK Miss K?"

"Alright, Trace."

Miss K laid there on the bed, looking over Tracy’s shoulder as she made her phone call and waiting patiently.

"Hello, this is Tracy Smith, may I speak to the doctor? Sure, I just want to know what those results were. All clear? Great! Thanks."

"What was that about?" Miss K asked curiously, wondering about the conversation.

"Well, a couple weeks before I decided to run away with your ass, I had a regular check-up, with the requisite STD testing, and I just checked in for the results. I’m completely clean."

"Congrats," Miss K said before giving Tracy a peck on the cheek. She paused to think for a second, then asked Tracy, "Are you…"

"Before you ask, yes, I’m on the pill. What’s up?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all. Just thinking about a surprise I might give you for your results."

"What is it?"

"You’ll see later today," Miss K said with a bit of a cackle. She rolled out of her bed, then walked over to her dresser to pick up her purse. She fished out a $10 bill, the keys to her SUV and the registration.

"Feel like going out and getting breakfast for us?"

"Sure," Tracy said as she got out of the bed and stood up. "What you want?"

"There’s a Burger King across the road and down just a bit. Could you get me some French Toast sticks?" Miss K said as she held out the money and the keys to Tracy. "You can get what you want."

"OK. But how come I gotta go?"

"’Cause I did all the work last night with that girl, remember?" Miss K then smelled herself and said, "I need to jump in the shower."

"Oh, alright."

Tracy hunted around the room for her jeans, then pulled them up over her hips and zipped up her jeans. She threw on her jacket, then brushed her hair out of her face before slipping on her sneakers and walking out the door. Miss K walked up to the motel window to watch her walk down to her SUV, then fire it up for the short trip up the road. She then gazed out the window as her plan was fomenting in her head.

"Perfect."

Miss K turned away from the window and pulled her nightshirt over her head, leaving her toned, curvy body completely naked in the motel bedroom. She then walked over to the towel rack by the sink, picking up a set of towels and a bar of soap before entering the bathroom. As she turned on the shower, Miss K started to tease herself, toying with her nipples and giving her limp dick a wake-up call with a few firm strokes. She jumped in the shower and began to wash her. After she got her face and arms clean, she rubbed her soapy washcloth over her breasts, shivering from the roughness of the terry cloth across her nipples. She took the time to scrub each nipple good, holding each breast still as she rubbed the washcloth across her sensitive nipples. She felt up her soft firm waist, loving the way the hard muscle felt under her soft skin, before scrubbing down her legs, not wanting to forget to wash them. She then rubbed up her inner thighs and scrubbed between her legs, cleaning out the crack of her ass before feeling up her balls. She got the soap off the ledge, then lathered up her washcloth to stroke her dick. She pulled it back and forth, feeling the heat of her blood flooding the hardening dick and filling up her nipples as well. She made sure to scrub under the head of her dick, making it flare and overwhelming her mind so much that she fell against the shower wall.

She steeled herself enough to keep stroking her hard dick with the soapy washcloth as she heard Tracy open the door, returning from getting breakfast. She turned the washcloth around her swollen tip, then quietly turned off the shower, stepped out the bathroom and peeked around the wall to see what Tracy was doing. She saw Tracy set the food out the bag before taking off her coat and sitting down to eat. That’s when Miss K decided to spring her surprise, running out to Tracy, picking her up and throwing her on the bed on all fours, then pulling down her jeans down to her knees. She then quickly climbed on the bed, lined up her hard dick and shoved it balls deep into Tracy’s tight pussy.

Tracy screamed as she felt her friend’s dick impale her, half in pain and half in shock at what happened. She felt the friction build against her lips and she felt Miss K’s dick pull on her insides and those hands squeeze on her hips. She suddenly felt Miss K breathing on her neck, her now-exposed breasts being squeezed roughly and that huge shaft rubbed on her sweet pussy, getting her hotter and wetter with each quick stroke. While she felt Miss K’s balls slap against her bare lips and her nipples run up and down her back, Tracy felt Miss K tongue the ridges of her ear, making her pussy cream on Miss K’s cock. Once she felt Miss K’s hand lightly spank her clit, the stimulation drove her over the edge, making her thrash in orgasm back against Miss K. milking the huge shaft inside of her with her sugar walls as she felt her soft ass rub against Miss K’s body.

Loving the way Tracy felt as she came on her cock, Miss K slowed down and grabbed Tracy’s hips, turning her around and leaning her against the headboard. As she spread her knees apart for better leverage, she let her long hair drag along Tracy’s hard nipples and the bottom of her now pulled-up shirt. She looked up into Tracy’s eyes and swirled her tongue around one of her nipples, teasing her a bit as she ground her hips against her dick. She then suddenly grabbed Tracy’s hips and started pounding into her pussy again, banging the headboard against the wall with each thrust. She buried her head in Tracy’s chest and closed her eyes, letting her hard breathing make Tracy press her hips into each hard thrust She loved the way Tracy’s tight pussy pulled on her hard cock, especially the way she squeezed on her inflamed tip at the top of each thrust. Finally feeling Tracy’s baby soft and smooth skin against hers, she felt Tracy begin to cum again, her head being pressed down by one of her breasts. When she felt Tracy’s pussy milk her dick as she came hard, Miss K couldn’t take anymore. She pounded Tracy’s pussy even harder, then blindly kissed her way up Tracy’s chest and neck, ending up almost swallowing Tracy’s tongue and she kissed her hard. Then she thrust hard in Tracy’s pussy and came hard, grunting into Tracy’s mouth as her dick shot her hot sperm deep into Tracy’s body, coating both her and Tracy’s inflamed flesh.

As she let her orgasm flowed out through her dick, Miss K collapsed down against Tracy, roughly rubbing their tits together in the process. She slowly caught her breath, then gave Tracy a soft, lingering kiss before raising up and looking at Tracy. It was then she realized that they were both covered in sweat, with some strands of hair matted to both of their faces. She then eased her softening dick out of Tracy’s pussy, loving the way the wet, soft flesh pulled on it, then laid down next to Tracy.

"So how did you love your surprise?"

"Wow. That was fucking incredible. That’s a pounding if I’ve ever had one." Slowly, Tracy eased her hand down and felt her now-sore pussy lips ooze out a bit of cum. Wincing at the touch, she pulled up a strand of cum with her lips and rubbed into across her lips for her tongue to taste. "I see you cum lots too."

"Thanks."

"One thing though…be gentle! Remember, you’re like over a foot taller, and how much do you weigh?"

"I dunno. 220, 230, something like that. Why?"

"You’re like twice my size! And remember, I am a human being. I don’t mind being fucked hard, but yeesh! I’m flesh and blood, not a blow up doll, OK?" Tracy said with a chuckle.

"Would a blow-up doll feel better if I did this?" Miss K said before bending down and licking a long, slow circle around Tracy’s breast.

"OK. Wanna go jump in the shower now? I’ll wait for you."

"Sure," Tracy said. "Aren’t you gonna get dressed?"

"Sweating like this? I need another shower."

"Not with me, I hope!" Tracy said, chuckling as she pulled her shirt off and picked up a set of towels from the towel rack.

"Nah. I don’t wanna hurt you too much, you little weakling," responded Miss K, falling back onto the bed with laughter.

"Forget you! I’m taking a shower!"

"Later!"

***

After Tracy took her shower, Miss K took another shower, making sure she cleaned herself up from that morning’s romp. After making sure that her body was nice and clean, she dried herself off, then wrapped a towel around her hips, another around her chest and walked out to the bedroom. That’s where she saw Tracy looking into the mirror putting on her make-up for the finishing touch on her outfit. She was wearing a baby blue headband and a white belly t-shirt with a lacy white bra showing opaquely underneath. She wore a blue plaid schoolgirl skirt with navy blue knee-high socks and a pair of black high-heeled Mary Janes. The vision caused Miss K to tent her towel a bit, her dick stirring at the sight of her traveling buddy.

Finally, Tracy turned to Miss K, her soft lips coated with gloss, and smiled, especially when she noticed her reaction.

"Hi there, Miss K! I can tell you like my look."

"Thank you for making it hard for me to dress," Miss K said as she pulled off the towel from around her hips. "You know I gotta tuck this back, you know."

"With pleasure."

"So what the deal," Miss K said as she reached for one of her suitcases. "Jailbait chic?"

"Exactly, my fair friend."

"Alright. I know what I got to do."

Ten minutes later, Tracy got to see what Miss K had to do in a big way. Her breasts were bulging out the candy-red baby t-shirt that seemed molded to her tits and what was so low cut that it just missed exposing her areolas. She had on a tight red PVC skirt whose hem stopped an inch below her crotch – and only went that far because she was standing straight up. Her dick was her up by a matching red thong, and she had on a pair of 6 inch platform stilettos. She had put on a pair of red, dangling earrings, and she had on some glossy red lipstick, making her lips look as delicious as possible.

"Like what you see?"

"Well there, K," Tracy said before lifting up her skirt, spreading her legs and spreading out her bare, wet lips. "If you like what you see, then I like what I see. Got me?"

"Oh, definitely," Miss K said before picking up her red nail polish. "Wanna feed me those French toast sticks while I do my nails?"

"Sure."

After Miss K sat down and began to do her nails, Tracy pulled out one of the French toast sticks, dipped it in syrup and fed it to Miss K, teasing her nails across her lips.

***

Finishing up their food, the two women hit the road again, looking for yet another adventure. However, once they hit the road, they soon realized what many a native New Yorker realizes one they leave the city…that America is filled with open space and not much else. They were well into the boondocks of Pennsylvania when Tracy finally looked up from out the window.

"I’m bored. Is America this empty?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Though I am surprised that we’ve seen nothing but truckers on the interstate. Maybe if I could help ya turn tricks, we could have some fun," Miss K joked, laughing at Tracy’s reaction.

"There has to be something to do. I can’t be this bored!"

Miss K tapped her fingers against the steering wheel as she tried to think of something. "Hmm…you have a dildo in your purse, right?"

Tracy flushed, then giggled nervously. "I-I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not like that, you know?"

"Let’s get this straight. You’re a one-time stripper who decided out of nowhere to follow a transsexual with more money then they know what to do with on a road trip for no apparent reason, then decided to introduce a virgin that you met 15 minutes prior…"

"Alright, alright, I get the point." Tracy reached down to get her purse, then pulled out an electric pink dildo and held it out for Miss K. "Here ya go. Yeesh. A girl has needs, you know?"

Miss K took the dildo from Tracy’s hand, then placed it in the cup-holder and said, "I know what you mean, and if it’s up to me, you’ll have more sex than you’ll know what to do with." She gestured to Tracy and said, "could you lean up against the door for me? And spread your legs while you’re at it."

Tracy did as asked, lifting her left leg up slightly and she pressed her right flush to the door, revealing her bare, shaven pussy. She bit her lower lips, then let it pop back out wet as ever. She left Miss K looking at her out of the corner of her eyes, her nipples popping out of her tight t-shirt and her pussy beginning to cream at the thought of what could happen. She felt Miss K’s nail drag back and forth along her inner thigh, caressing her flesh back and forth, then saw her wrist push the hem of her skirt up to her waist. She sat there helplessly as she felt a nail drag just inside her inner lips, making her squirm in the seatbelt before finally drawing Miss K’s gaze.

"You have such a pretty pussy there, Tracy," Miss K said as she dragged two of her fingernails up and down Tracy’s outer labia. "So nice and tight. Don’t you think so?"

"Mmhmm…yeah, I’ve been told that," Tracy said in a whisper. "God, don’t stop that!"

"I’m not planning on it. You have one of those tight pussies there, not a puffy one. Such tight lips. And your clit just stands out perfectly. Don’t you think so?"

"Yeah…"

Miss K pulled her hand away from Tracy’s pussy just long enough to squeeze a breast, flicking a nail across her hard nipple. Then she reached back over and caressed Tracy’s swelling lips with her fingertips.

"You’re looking so hot there. Do you see how my nipples are hard?" Miss K said as she pulled herself up off the seat by the steering wheel and grinding her body into the air. "You know you’re making it very uncomfortable for me to sit here. Or maybe you just wanna see my big dick. Do you wanna see my dick?"

"Yeah, I’d love it," Tracy replied, squeezing her hips and pressing her hot pussy into Miss K’s hand. "You’re getting me so hot. I’d love to feel those lips of yours on my pussy."

"In due time." Picking up the dildo, she pressed it to Tracy’s pussy lips and slipped it inside, letting her slick cunt swallow the pink sex toy. Keeping her eyes on the road, Miss K twisted the dildo around inside Tracy, making her moan and writhe in her seat, then pulled it out slick with juices. She took a look at the slick dildo, then took a whiff of the womanly scent and made a small lick.

"Wanna taste yourself? You taste nice here."

"Sure."

Miss K blindly pointed the dildo at Tracy’s mouth and, after smearing some of Tracy’s juices over her lips, slid the dildo into her mouth, then pumped it into her throat. She fucked Tracy’s mouth with the dildo, squirming as she got turned on by the slurping noises Tracy was making. "Damn, I wish that was my dick," Miss K thought to herself as she struggled to keep her attention on the road. "She’s sucking that thing so good! Plus, sitting on a hard dick ain’t exact comfy."

"So do you like how you taste, Tracy?"

"Mmmhmm"

"Do you like swallowing that big dick?"

"Mmmhmm"

Miss K pulled the dildo out of Tracy’s mouth, then looked up in her rear view mirror to Tracy the tip of it along her panting lips. "So how big is this thing?"

"Oh, about 8 inches or so. It might be a little bit shorter though."

"Really," Miss K said, pulling the dildo away from Tracy’s lips. "That’s interesting. Maybe I should get you a dildo about my size. That way, you could learn to deep throat my entire dick. You’d like that, huh?"

Tracy purred and grabbed at her breasts, pulling at her nipples through her shirt. "Yeah, I’d love to swallow that big thing of yours."

"Yeah, you’d be such a good li’l slut if you could swallow me and work that throat on my dick," Miss K said with a giggle as she felt out the dildo. Suddenly, she felt out a switch. "Hey, Trace! Does this little toy of yours vibrate?"

"Mmhmm," Tracy purred as she nodded her head in the affirmative, humping up against her seat belt.

"Hey, I have an idea here," Miss K said. She made sure it was safe enough to keep her eyes off the road, then quickly slid the dildo halfway into Tracy’s pussy. She then fiddled with the switch at the base of the dildo, resulting in a low hum filling the car.

"Now, you’re going to sit there, with that thing inside your cunt, and you aren’t going to touch it. You can touch whatever else you want, but your aren’t pulling that dildo outside of your pussy, got it?"

Tracy, already close to an orgasm, rocked her hips up against the dildo and through the wet spot on her seat, squeezed the armrest on the door, then finally screamed out, "Oh GOD yes!!"

"Good. Maybe if you’re a good girl, I’ll even stroke my dick for you. Would you like that?"

"Uh-huh," Tracy said as the vibrator tortured her sensitive folds. She felt the sensations shooting out from her crotch to every nerve in her body. She pinched at her nipples through her shirt, trying to pull herself into an orgasm, when she finally half-tore her shirt up above her firm, soft tits and started squeezing them wildly, desperate to cum. She reached for her inner thigh just above her knee when she remembered Miss K’s order. Just when she remembered that, the car hit a slight bump in the road, just enough to trigger her cum. Suddenly, the blue sky ahead of her turned black, and she felt she was falling through the seat, twitching her way through a hard orgasm, which rolled into another as the dildo hit her clit right. She screamed as loud as she could, until the force of her orgasms robbed her voice, forcing her to stay as still as possible as the nerves in her body seemed to be on fire. As she began to calm down, she felt her body coated with sweat, the moisture beginning to cool and turn her on even more. As she slowly came to, she collapsed her tired body against the seat, her chest heaving her softly hanging boobs off her chest. She looked to her left and saw her friend driving the car, rocking her hips back and forth against her seat and scratching her nails around a breast that was pulled out of her shirt. She was breathing heavily, and her breath was heavy with lust.

"Nice show there, Tracy. I love how you looked when you came."

"T-thank you. Could you turn this down now?"

"Not quite. But I do have a surprise for you."

Miss K lifted her ass off the seat, then pulled aside her thong and pulled her hard dick out from under her, making it spring up against the bottom of the steering wheel. She stroked her dick with one hand while looking at Tracy’s eyes through the rear view mirror. "Do you realize how uncomfortable you’ve made me here?," Miss K panted out. "Making my dick all hard with your cumming? Damn, I wish I could fuck you right now, but right now, I’m gonna give you a nice show. Would you like that?"

"Uh-huh…"

Miss K reached over to pull out the dildo from Tracy’s pussy, then coated her hand with the juices. She then grabbed her dick and pull on it from base to tip, playing her fingers around the swollen head.

"Do you like what you see? Do you like how hard I am for you? You know I’m close to cumming. Do you wanna see me cum?"

"Yes."

Miss K then began to stroke her hard cock in earnest, struggling to make sure her sensations didn’t pull her eyes off the road. She loved the way the circulating air blew across her nipples, the way her hot, slick dick felt in her hand as she kept pulling on it. She looked up into the rear view mirror again, looking up to see Tracy fucking herself with the dildo, twisting it around inside of her as she fucked it in and out.

"So you wanna cum with me, do you?"

"Uh-huh."

"Come on! I fucking dare you," Miss K said with a throaty voice. "I’m so fucking close. Wanna cum with me?"

"Oh yeah!" Tracy said as she pumped her pussy as hard as she could, raising her hips up as the dildo began a blur flashing in and out of her pussy.

"Oh GOD!" Miss K said as she pumped her cock harder, concentrating her hand just below her tip, running her fingers just above the ridge in her tip when she felt that familiar sensation, and squeezed out just one last pump before exploding, squeezing our a moan through her throat and the cum squeezed out of her cock and onto the steering wheel. She felt her orgasm shoot on as she struggled to keep the car straight and heard the splat of the cum on the wheel and dashboard before having it finally run down over her dick and onto her hand. When she finished shooting, she steeled herself by gripping the steering wheel and looking over at Tracy, just coming down from another orgasm herself. Her eyes were glazed over, as was her hot little body as she slowly pumped out the remains of her orgasm with her dildo. Finally, she pulled the dildo out of her and collapsed back against her seat.

"Did you enjoy cumming with me, Tracy? I know I sure did," Miss K said as she felt her cum congealing on the steering wheel.

"I can see that, based on the load on the steering wheel and dashboard. Plus, that groan you let out got me to cum, too?"

"Thank you," Miss K said with a smile. "Pleasure to be of service. I know you’ve cum plenty."

"Oooh, yeah," Tracy panted out with exhaustion. "What are you trying to do? Kill me with orgasms?"

"What a lovely to die, would it?"

"Oh yeah."

"Tell ya what, before you pass out. When I find the next rest stop, I’ll boot up my laptop, get on the Net with my cell, and I can find a sex shop where I can get ya that dildo. Got me?"

"OK," Tracy said as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

"I bet this sure livened up your morning, huh Trace?"

***

Miss K continued down the interstate while Tracy was sound asleep with sexual exhaustion. Within 15 minutes, she managed to find a roadside rest stop. After going into the ladies’ room to take care of her personal comfort and to clean herself up, she pulled out her laptop and cell phone and got to work. Guessing where she was at based on the exit sings, she was able to find a sex shop about an hour away, right by the Pennsylvania/Ohio border. Pleased with the info, she jotted down the directions on a spare sheet of paper she had on hand and made her way to the place.

About an hour later, the two had pulled up in front of a store somewhat hidden in the maze of strip malls that dominated the highway-side landscape. After making a quick check of her hair and her panties, Miss K shook Tracy awaked from her slumber.

"Where are we?" Tracy asked groggily.

"We’re at a sex shop. Remember, I promised that I’d get you that dildo to practice deep throating on?"

Tracy looked back at Miss K with a look of disbelief, being overwhelmed by the level and amount of sex that had invaded her life. "Wow!" Tracy said. "Do you realize how much sex there is for me? I thought I was sexual, but damn! Don’t you think it’s a bit much?"

"Too much is never enough, my dear," Miss K said. "Besides, I thought you were enjoying yourself."

"I am. My head has never been swimming in so many endorphins. But still, you could have gone a bit slower on me. I mean, no one is supposed to feel this good, are they?"

"Ah, I see you’ve bought into the puritanical logic of our nation’s leadership," Miss K said with a cackle and a smile. "There’s never a thing as too much pleasure…unless you want to be controlled by someone. Now let’s go."

The two stepped out of the SUV, Miss K carrying her purse, then locked the doors and walked into the squat stucco building. Inside, they found a well-lit layout of the usual porn videos, with the sex toys arrayed on the back wall. Off of one wall was an opening to a video arcade, with the taped moans and groans seeping out from the saloon-style doors. The aisles of the video store were filled with single men, looking for their cure for loneliness, or at least their next sex fix.

Miss K and Tracy made their way quietly over to the dildos, looking for the right size to match Miss K’s length and girth. After scanning the rack, Miss K caught the glance of a few to match her size. She bent down to the bottom rack to scan the actual size of the plastic phalluses, and started to look for a particular color.

"Hey, Trace?"

"Yeah?"

"What particular color are you…oops, sorry there. Are you O…"

When Miss K stood back up, she was surprised at the sight she saw – a single woman walking through a porn show. Actually, when she took a longer glance at her, she looked very young and very fresh, punctuating that impression when she stuck out her pierced tongue at Miss K in a playful gesture. Contrary to her initial impression, the girl was much shorter that she thought, shorter than even Tracy, but she seemed to make every inch count. The girl’s face was made up in pastels, framed by her brown shoulder length hair, and despite looking taller than 5 feet, had a pair of breasts that seemed to match her own squeezed into a tight baby blue t-shirt, a nice, small waist, and a big round soft ass and that practically poured into her jeans.

"Kayla’s got a girlfriend! Kayla’s got a girlfriend!" Tracy teased, forcing her to break her stare from the girl.

"Gee thanks, there, dear friend," Miss K spat back in mock anger. "And who may I owe this lovely presence to?"

"The name’s Ciara. I take it you’re looking for something…super sized?"

"Yep. I’m trying to get something big f-for my friend here. I’m not personally interested in something that big myself."

"Alright. May I recommend something?"

"Sure."

Ciara bent down, leaving that big ass up to tempt Miss K and giving it a teasing wiggle, then picked out a big, chocolate brown model. "Here you go," Ciara said. "Does this model look good to you, um…"

"My name’s Tracy, Ciara. How are you?"

"I’m alright."

"And thanks for the dildo. This one does look right."

"You kids, these days," Miss K chimed in, slowly starting to notice the stares in their general direction. "So what brings a little, and I do mean little, girl to a place like this?"

"Shut up!" Ciara said with a giggle. "I’m just a horny little girl that’s interested in sex. However, I don’t want the reputation as a slut around the town, so I head down here every now and again to check out the merchandise and, you know, relax in the video booths."

"Oh really?" Miss K said, looking down at the girl skeptically.

"Yeah, really! And besides, usually some lucky person gets to relax with me," Ciara said, punctuated with a coquettish caress.

"Will you willing to take the company of a couple of women?"

"Sure! I’ll just make sure to tell the manager."

"Huh?"

"See, I have this little deal with him that I get to play with the men here, just as long as I give him the occasional blowjob. Besides, it’s good for business. Do you realize that half the store is checking out both of your asses right now?"

In unison, Tracy and Miss K looked back behind them and found no fewer than 5 sets of eyes undressing them, with Miss K struggling to keep her cool.

"5 minutes, OK Tracy and Kayla?" Ciara said, running a single finger first over Miss K’s nipples, then over Tracy’s before disappearing off.

Miss K bent down and whispered in Tracy’s ear, "Damn, I wanna fuck her!"

"No shit Sherlock! I saw the way you looked at her ass. I’m surprised your secret did POP out," Tracy whispered back with a giggle.

"Besides, with that thick body of hers, she could take a fuck without whining."

"Hush, weird woman!"

"OK, OK. So are you down?"

"Of course, silly tranny. I did come along for the sexcapades, after all."

"Good. Let’s pay for this dildo and see what happened, OK?"

"Alright."

After standing in the cash register line to purchase the dildo, Miss K and Tracy made their way through the saloon-style doors, and into the video arcade. The only color in the dimly-lit hallway, was the red booths arrayed on either side. Unsure of where Ciara was, Miss K guided Tracy into a booth and sat down, with Tracy settling in her lap. Digging in her purse, she dug out a 5-spot , reached around Tracy and fed the money into the video machine. Once the machine came to life, Miss K quickly went through the channels until she found something she liked – a movie filled with bottle blondes with bolt-on boobs frolicking on an oil-covered plastic tarp. They were just focusing on the girl on the screen having a strap-on fed into her when she heard someone call their attention across the hallway. What the two saw shocked them into instant arousal.

Ciara was across the hallway from them, watching one of the other porn movies in the booth, her gaze fixed on the screen. The rest of her body, though, cast a lusty vision, with one hand grabbing at a breast through her shirt while her other hand rubbed her vulva before slapping her fingers at her clit, her jeans pulled down below her knees. She caught the gaze of Tracy and Miss K and slowly turned her head towards them, coating her one pair of lips with her tongue to match the slickness of the other pair, then clawing at one, then the other breast with her fingers, letting her nipples swell against her t-shirt.

"Hi, guys. Nice to see you," Ciara said with a practiced ease. "I’m not used to looking for women when I come back here, so it took me a while to register that you two were here. So do you like what you see?"

"Definitely," Tracy said. "That pussy of yours looks delicious! I can’t wait to eat it."

"Oh, really," Ciara said, letting the fingers of one hand drift through the heart shaped above the pussy before rubbing her wet lips. "What do you think Kayla?"

"I have to agree with my friend here. I can’t wait to flick that clit with my tongue myself."

"OK. It’s going to be fun messing with you two girls. I’m glad that you two are my first. Now come over to me, Tracy."

Tracy bounded off of Miss K’s lap and took a step over to Ciara when she said, "Stop. I want you to crawl over to me. I wanna see how that looks."

"Alright, missy," Tracy said before she got down on all fours. She crawled over to Ciara, her schoolgirl skirt covered ass wiggling up in the air, then she rubbed her face along the inside of Ciara’s thigh before beaming up a big smile at her.

"So you wanna act like a kitten, huh," Ciara said as she ran her hands through Tracy’s hair. "Well, there’s some milk between my legs…if you can lick it up."

Ciara pressed Tracy’s face in between her legs, and Tracy set her mouth to work on the girl’s sweet cunny. She started out by licking along the smooth outer lips, resulting in Ciara flexing her hips up against that tongue. Then, she grabbed onto her hips as she licked between one set of inner and outer labia, circling her tongue around her clit a few times before lightly licking her way between the lips on the other side. She planted a firm, wet kiss on the bottom of her pussy, then blew it dry.

"Are you enjoying this, Ciara?"

"Oooo yeah, lick my fucking pussy!" Ciara said before grabbing onto Tracy’s head with both hands and pressing Tracy’s lips to hers. As she felt Tracy’s tongue slide over the edge of her lips, Miss K looked with lust at the scene in front of her, her fingers playing with the nipples that popped out of her tight top. She heaved her tits into her hands while rocking her hips back and forth on the seat, desperate to have her thong match the effect of the sweet friction that Tracy’s tongue was clearly having on Ciara’s pussy. She scratched her nails along her inner thigh, stopping just short of her encased dick to keep her secret under wraps. When she shifted her gaze back across the hallway, she saw Ciara humping her hips on Tracy’s face, her eyes squeezed shut and squirming like mad when Tracy was able to get just a bit of separation for her lips.

"Oooh, God! I’m gonna cum! Oooo, oh no! Don’t tease me like that! Lick my clit! Right there, right there, right-uh! UH! UH! You’re making me cummmm! Oh yeah! Don’t stop! Ahhhhh! Yeah! That feels so good! Mmmmm…."

As Ciara rode out her orgasm, with her letting go of Tracy’s head and Tracy licking the honey that was gushing from her pot, she looked up to see Miss K looked at her, her big tits heaving as if to get out of her shirt and her fingers teasing her inner thigh. She licked her lips, still being teased by Tracy’s talented tongue, then smiled and beckoned the girl to come over to her.

"Come here, you big Amazon, you," Ciara said as she motioned for her to come over. "I wanna see if you’re as good as your friend is."

"Oh, definitely, Miss Thang," Miss K said as she stood up and walked over to Ciara with as much sway as she could put in her hips. "I’ll show you."

Miss K squeezed Ciara’s breasts with both of her hands, then roughly pulled the shirt over one of her boobs before taking one whole nipple into her mouth, areola and all. She made a vacuum with her mouth, swabbing the whole nipple with her spit while exposing the other breast with her free hand and pinching and pulling on it. She pulled on the nipple in her mouth with her lips before licking it like the hot fudge on an ice cream scoop it resembled and sliding her hand down over Ciara’s soft belly and running her nails through her downy pubic hair. She carefully split her fingers around Tracy’s lips and lightly scratched her nails over Ciara’s outer lips, teasing her as Tracy worked her tongue inside her pussy and her tongue licked all around Ciara’s nipple. She was almost swallowed by Ciara’s breasts when she heaved it into her face, her body responding to the tongue lashing Tracy was now wrapping around her friend’s fingers and landing on her clip. Almost out of reflex, Miss K deeply tongue kissed Ciara’s nipple, letting her teeth graze the areolas while her tongue pushed back against her hard nipple. While Ciara was thrashing against the sensual torture being put on her body, Miss K passionately kissed her way up over her breast, digging her tongue into the hollow made by Ciara’s collar bone. She sucked her way up Ciara’s neck before engulfing her mouth in a long, deep kiss, her tongue sliding over the insides of the cheeks with Ciara moaned in shock and lust.

She pulled away from Ciara’s mouth, sucking on her tongue as she moved away. Then, she tongued her ear before whispering, "do you want to see a surprise?"

"Mmmhmm…"

"Well, close your eyes and open your mouth."

After Ciara did as asked, Miss K pulled her head away from Ciara’s and stood straight up. While she brushed Ciara’s soft folds with her fingertips, her free hand stuffed the hem of her short skirt into the waist and pulled aside her thong, letting loose her semi-hard dick. She hefted the thick shaft in her free hand and guided the tip in between Ciara’s soft lips, shivering as her dick hit the stud in Ciara’s tongue.

"Open your eyes!"

When Ciara opened her eyes, she was in shock as to what she saw and felt. What had to be the biggest dick she’d ever come across was in her mouth – and it was attached to a beautiful, curvy, big titted girl with curly blonde hair.

The thought triggered a small climax on the spot, flooding Miss K’s fingers and Tracy’s mouth with her fluids.

Sturggling to catch her breath, Ciara reached up and pulled the dick out of her mouth, fisting it as she felt how big is was, even in its semi-hard state. "Damn, girl!," she said breathily. "How come you didn’t tell me about this big surprise?"

"I didn’t know how you were going to react," Miss K shot back. "Do you like?"

"I thought all of those guys like you were into men and weren’t that big in the first place," she said as she continued to jerk the dick in her hand into hardness, giving the lip a long lick. "Shows how much I know."

"Well, show me what you know about sucking dick," Miss K said while running a hand through Ciara’s hair.

"With pleasure!"

With that, Ciara inhaled half of Miss K’s dick, letting the piercing on her tongue drag up the underside of her dick before bringing her lips back up and twisting it and her tongue around the swollen head. She pumped the huge, hard dick in and out of her mouth, sucking and swallowing more of Miss K’s massive manhood into her mouth, twisting that stud on her tongue around the shaft to make Miss K hotter. She pulled her mouth off of the dick, then nuzzled up to the base of the hard, thick dick, licking from the bottom to the top to coat the cock with spit. Then Ciara opened her mouth and pressed Miss K’s member through her mouth, over her twitching tongue and into her throat until her lips were wrapped around the base. She then looked up into Miss K’s eyes and sucked, making that dick slick with her mouth and throat while Miss K pushed her tits up and halfway out of her top, her tongue licking her hard nipples.

Ciara finally pulled up off of Miss K’s dick and pulled it out of her mouth. She then stroked the slick shaft with both of her hands, smiling up at Miss K.

"Would you like to fuck me with that big surprise of yours, little Miss Kayla, or should I say BIG Miss Kayla?"

"Definitely. Just let me get my condoms. Safe sex is the best sex, and all that good stuff."

"OK."

Tracy stopped licking Ciara and looked up at Miss K while she walked over to her purse to get out a condom. "One question before I pound your ass out," Miss K said as she unwrapped the condom and rolled it down her dick. "How the hell were you able to swallow me?"

"How do you think I was able to pick out that dildo?" Ciara said, lazily petting her pussy. "You pick up a lot of things hanging around here, you know."

Miss K thought about it for a second, then said, "Oh, I see." She then walked over in front of Ciara and got on her knees. "Now slide down on that seat there. I wanna fuck that pussy of yours."

Ciara slid down on the seat so that she was laying down flat, with her ass sticking out over the seat and her legs spread to open up her pussy. Miss K slid between Ciara’s legs and lined up her hard dick with Ciara’s pussy, ready to slip it between her lips. She pushed her large head inside her pussy, then shoved it firmly inside balls deep. She began to see-saw her wood in and out of Ciara, making her moan and her thick body jiggle in respond to the fucking. Miss K rocked her hips as she kept fucking away at Ciara, loving the way her body shook as her ineer lips caressed her cock through the thin latex. She looked to her side to see Tracy leaning against the booth’s TV screen, rubbing her clit and squeezing a breast while looking at the hot scene in front of her. Miss K settled into a rhythm, pumping her meat through Ciara’s velvet vise, her soft voice and soft skin reverberating through her senses.

Suddenly, Miss K saw Ciara’s hand dart between Tracy’s legs, squeezing her pussy as her thumb rubbed her clit. She then pulled her hand away and licked the moisture off of it, smacking her lips in the process.

"Mmm…your little friend is pretty tasty there! Mind if I eat her?"

"Ask her! I’m not her daddy."

"Yeah, you can eat my pussy, baby!"

Ciara reached up, grabbed Tracy by the hips and began to eat her pussy, moaning into it as Miss K continued to fuck her nice and steady. She loved the way Miss K’s girth pulled and tugged at her lips, and she decided to try that on Tracy, sucking and licking on her inner lips with abandon. She dug her fingers into Tracy’s soft ass and licked her quim as fast as she could, wanting to make her as turned on as she was being impaled on Miss K’s huge shaft. She sucked Tracy’s pussy hard, trying to lick the sweet honey from being Tracy’s sugar walls while she rubbed her chocolate stuffed belly. She dug her tongue deeper into Tracy, twisting and dipping her tongue into Tracy’s pussy, and rubbed her fingers across Tracy’s ass, making the girl squirm. Taking in her scent, Ciara pulled her tongue out of Tracy’s pussy and began licking it long and hard, running her tongue across her clit. She quickly focused in on her clit, then began licking it as fast as she could. When she felt Tracy shake, beginning to roll into an orgasm, she took the clit between her lips and sucked it hard, flicking her tongue at the tip of it and making Tracy cum hard. She almost came herself, enjoying the sounds of another woman’s climax while she felt that huge dick pound inside of her. She let Tracy’s hips go, then pushed at Miss K’s hips, trying to get that huge dick out of her.

Miss K pulled out of Ciara with an audible pop, wondering what was going on.

"What’s up? Is everything OK?"

"Sure, babe! No problem! I just want you to get down so I can cum on that cock of yours. I wanna ride you so bad!"

"Why didn’t ya say so, hun?" Miss K said with a chuckle. "Get up, and I can take care of ya."

Ciara did as commanded, getting off the bench and waiting for Miss K to get settled. Once Miss K got settled, her tits still half out of her top, she held her dick up for Ciara to it down on, rubbing her latex-covered tip over her clit before slipping her tip inside her pussy again. She impaled on the huge shaft, loving the way her sugar walls got stretched as her pussy got stuffed to her limits. She looked down over her huge tits to check out Miss K’s own bountiful pair and her pretty face framed by that curly blonde hair. She reached inside of Miss K’s top and squeezed those breasts, then bent down to kiss her on the lips. She sat back up and began to thrust herself up and down on Miss K’s dick, bracing herself on those big fake tits of hers. As the friction built up in her pussy, and her thrusts put more and more stimulation on her clit, she closed her eyes and bit her lip, trying to keep control of herself. She rubbed her finger across Miss K’s nipples while trying to hold on to them, and enjoyed the way she was filled, screaming uncontrollably, overwhelmed by what she was riding. She felt her cum begin to roll out of her pussy, shooting through her clit and down her legs, then up her chest and through her nipples. Suddenly, she lost her balance a bit, bending her clit just so against Miss K’s cock, and she came hard, blacking out as her pussy squeezed and contracted against the huge shaft. She felt down onto Miss K’s chest, burying her head against the firm, soft mouths as mewing her way through the last throes of her cum, Miss K’s hand caressing her hair.

"Did you enjoy looking at that Tracy?" Miss K asked, still running her hands through Ciara’s hair.

"Damn, this is too much! I never thought there would be a thing as too much sex, but I think I’m starting to approach it. I’m afraid to cum much more. I feel too good! " Tracy said, gently but reluctantly petting her wet pussy. "I don’t think I can take much more. That girl, what’s her name…Ciara? She does know how to cum!"

"Tell ya what, Trace," Miss K said. "Let me take care of you right quick, then I’ll let you two share my cum."

"You didn’t cum yet?"

"Self control, my dear. Plus, cumming twice today kind of helps. Now come to me."

Tracy walked over to Miss K, then leaned over her head, bracing herself against the wall. Miss K reached up from behind, rubbing her asshole with a couple of fingers before slipping them inside of her pussy, feeling out for her g-spot. When she found it, she twisted her fingers back and forth against each other, pumping her fingers in and out and driving Tracy wild. She reached up with her lips and took Tracy’s clit between her lips, sucking on it hard while humming on it, Within seconds, Tracy exploded in a soft cum, letting her wetness drip down onto Miss K’s hand. She let her fingers be squeezed by Tracy’s hot cunt, loving how she shivered through an orgasm, then gently eased her fingers out of Tracy’s honey pot.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Yeah," Tracy replied breathily as she stood back up. "I needed that."

"Good. Now let me wake up Ciara."

Miss K bent down and planted a kiss on her forehead, running her tongue along the skin and causing Ciara to stir.

"What happened?" Ciara said, still a bit disoriented from her orgasm. Then she felt Miss K’s hard dick still embedded in her pussy and remember what happened. "Did you cum yet, Kayla?"

"Nope. I was just waking you up so I could cum for you. I was kinda hoping you’d suck my tits too, since you seemed to like them so much."

"Yeah, you do have a nice pair here," Ciara said, kissing her way up to Miss K’s nipple and lightly sucking it into her mouth. "Tasty nipples too."

Miss K pulled her hips away from Ciara’s, pulling out her dick in the process. Ciara got the idea and eased Miss K’s still hard shaft out of her body, then slid off to the side and nursed on one breasts, rubbing the other with a hand. Tracy walked around to Miss K’s dick and rolled the condom off of her shaft, stroking the taught, inflamed skin. When the condom was completely off, she tossed the condom to one side and stroked the hard dick, with Miss K humping the dick into her hands. Miss K looked into Ciara’s eyes, loving how she used her tongue stud across her nipple, the warm steel tickling her nipple. She saw Ciara reach back blindly for her tip, twisting the palm of her hand around the helmet as she licked and sucked on her nipples. She felt something wet under the base of her head and saw Tracy licking around on it, making it wet and driving her closer to cumming. Finally, as Tracy stroked her shaft and rubbed her balls, she felt Ciara rub her thumb back and forth over the ridge of her tip, panting, "come on baby…cum for me! I’d love to lick the cum off your tits."

That did it for Miss K, humping her dick into those soft hands and letting her dick release its hot cum into the air. As she grunted through her sweet orgasm, she felt the first few sots land wetly on one of her nipples, making her shake a bit. More of her cum speckled her belly and the rest came down in rivulets along her shaft. Tracy made sure that even last drop got out, slipping her tongue inside Miss K’s pisshole to lick and suck out the last bits. Meanwhile, Ciara licked her nipple like an ice cream cone, lapping up the cum that felt on her breasts before taking the whole areola into her mouth and sucking off the remnants. Tracy licked the thick cream from her fingers, then Miss K’s shaft before snaking her tongue down to her firm belly. Ciara and Tracy traced a path from one cum spot to another, until their tongues circled each other on the last spot, resulting in a lingering tongue kiss from the two.

"So I take it you don’t want me to be able to fit into my panties, right?"

"Of course, silly," Ciara said, punctuating it with a pinch of Miss K’s nipples.

"Hey!" Miss K said, sitting up in reaction. "That hurt!"

"Don’t wanna hide such a big tool from the good heterosexual women of America, you know?" Ciara said as she stroked Miss K’s softening shaft. "I’d be performing a public service."

"Alright, ladies. Get off of me. We need to clean up, you know?"

"OK, fair enough," Ciara said before getting up on her feet. The three women straightened out their minimal clothing and wiped up any stray bodily fluids that remained on their skin. Then, once Miss K straightened herself out, she went over to her purse, pulled out a pen, and seductively bent at the waist to pick up her used condom, exposing her plump ass and the thong that barely managed to cover her dick. After she picked it up, she laid it out on one of the booth walls and wrote out her name and cell phone number. She hugged Ciara to her, then shoved her condom into Ciara’s back jean pocket.

"If you ever feel the need to get dicked down by me again, or just talk, call me, OK?"

"Thanks," Ciara said, licking Miss K’s cleavage in appreciation.

After Miss K picked up her purse and the dildo from under the booth bench, the three walked out of the video arcade to the gaze of the customers in the store. One of them walked up to Ciara, waving hi to her.

"So, Ciara, you do girls, too?"

"Well," Ciara said, looking over at Tracy and Miss K, "I do now."

"Cool. Maybe next time I’m here I’ll bring along my wife for some fun."

"I can’t wait for it."

"I know. You did say I’m the biggest man you’ve ever tamed."

"You could say that," Ciara said with a giggle and a knowing wink in Miss K’s direction.

"Look, Ciara, we gotta hit the road. You got the number, OK?"

"Alright, hun! See you later!"

"Bye!" Miss K said looking over her shoulder, as Miss K and Tracy walked through the tape racks and out the door.

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