Hello, fans, and welcome to another installment of the adventures of the "feisty, glamorous, and quick-thinking" Miss K. Well, she is according to my latest review from LadyCyrrh. If you want to read that review, as well as all my other stories, please visit my site at http://www.asstr.org/~BrettLynn. I reserve all commercial and non-electronic rights to this work. Also, if you’re not legally allowed to read this work in your legal jurisdiction, please do not read this story. Without further ado, let’s get it on. J

 

The Wonderful Adventures Of Miss K: Down By The River…

By Brett Lynn

 

Miss K and Tracy walked through the park by the Gateway Arch, content to spend a nice spring day enjoying the outdoors instead of another piece of flesh. Tracy had one a pair of short, tight daisy dukes with a light pink crop top that showed off her tight stomach and nice legs. Miss K herself had an interesting outfit, wearing a stylized orange Spirits of St. Louis jersey just long enough to cover her as and cut to fit like a dress. To match, she wore orange sneakers, an orange thong, orange nail polish and even an orange headband in her hair to keep her long blonde tresses from blowing around.

"Nice day out, right, K?" Tracy said, walking along.

"Yeah. Perfect temperature, not too much humidity. Yeah, this works," Miss K said with a smile.

"One question though. Who the heck are the Spirits of Saint Louis?"

"Have you ever heard of the ABA?"

"What’s the ABA?" Tracy asked as the two walked along in the park.

"You know. Basketball league from the 70s, red, white and blue basketball, Dr. J was a star, Nike’s ripping them off in their commercials…does this ring any bells?"

"Nah," Tracy said as she beamed up a smile up at Miss K. "I don’t know much about this so-called ABA, but I do know one thing."

"What’s that?" Miss K said, getting goose bumps as she felt Tracy reach under her little dress, her fingers laying right on top of her dick.

Tracy rubbed the fabric of Miss K’s thong up and down on the head of her tucked-up cock and slyly responded, "you look so hot in that tight orange dress of yours."

Miss K exhaled loudly, crossing her arms to cover those hardening nipples poking through her jersey. "I thought you didn’t wanna play today."

"I know," Tracy said, subtly continuing to torture the head of Miss K’s cock with her own panties. "It’s just the warm air, that HOT orange dress and that hotter body of yours getting me hot."

Miss K walked slowly and breathed deeply, trying to keep her knees from buckling as she felt Tracy scratch the head of her dick. "Gee, thanks, Trace, but you do realize we’re in a public park, right?"

"I know," Tracy said with a mischievous smile. "Turnabout is fair play, you think?" she continued as she gave Miss K’s cock a long, slow stroke before pulling her hand out of her clothes.

"No!" Miss K said with a chuckle, then beaming a wide smile down to Tracy.

Kim sat on a park bench, looking at Miss K and Tracy with surprise, lifting her hat up and running her fingers through her super short hair as vision of wild sex ran through her head. "Don’t see too much of that around here," she thought to herself, "not at the park, anyway." Eyeing the ebony blonde bombshells, she licked her lips, her mouth watering as she thought about what her lips on their clits could to do those bodies. Deciding to make her move, she stood up and adjusted her baggy Rams jersey and jeans, trying to look as butch as she could with her thick frame, then walked over to the couple. Before she could say anyway, she was taken back by how tall and built the girl in the jersey was.

"Hi, how’s it going?" Kim blurted out.

Miss K calmly replied, "I’m doing OK and yourself?"

"Fine. So what has you two ladies walking through here? I saw you two were having yourself a good time back there."

"Yeah, definitely!" Tracy said as she looked around Miss K’s curves to see Kim. "Since this woman likes to have fun with me, I figured that I’d play with her for once."

"Yeah, we’re on a cross-country road trip, and we look to have fun wherever we travel. So far, we’d be treating this like a day off until this little ho," Miss K said as she nodded in Tracy’s direction, "decided to start toying with me."

"Can’t say I blame her. You look kinda cute there," Kim said as she was eyeing Miss K’s curves. "What’s your name?"

"Mine’s Kayla, and this short little horn dog over there is Tracy. And thanks for the compliment. I did pay a lot of money for this body."

"And I see it’s worth every penny," Kim said, her light eyes mentally undressing Miss K. "Listen, I’m bored, and you said you like to play, right?"

"Sure," Miss K said before she stopped and turned to face Kim, her thrusting breasts at Kim’s eye level. "Where do you wanna play?"

"How about my place. You guys can follow me back there."

"Sure, let’s go do this. Ready to go do this, Trace?"

"Yeah," Tracy replied with mock exhaustion. "Another day, another fuck. You’re insatiable, K!"

"And you love it, my sweet slut!" Miss K said before grabbing Tracy’s ass with her hands and giving her a nice, strong French kiss. Playfully giving her a smack on the ass, Miss K followed Kim back to the parking lot, highly anticipating even more sex. "I wonder how a butch like that is going to react to me having a dick," Miss K thought to herself. "Oh well. Another day, another fuck."

***

Miss K and Tracy hopped into their SUV and trailed Kim to her place, a 15 minute drive away. Once Kim pulled up in front of her house, Miss K parked the SUV behind Kim’s car, then jumped out to meet Kim on the sidewalk. With Tracy following, Miss K walked up to Kim on the steps as she opened up the door to her apartment building. She quickly opened the door, then walked into the apartment after Kim had unlocked her door. They stepped into the sunny living room, the sunlight streaming through the curtains into the whitewashed room. It was furnished very simply, with a leather couch by the window and a large entertainment center with a big screen TV, stereo and a Playstation 2. Miss K about to walk over to see what kind of video games her new friend had when Kim walked in front of her and interrupted her thoughts.

"Chill, Kayla. I got something more fun for you. Follow me over to the couch."

Kim walked over and plopped down on the couch, tossing her hat onto the floor and revealing her short, curly hair as she stretched her arms out on the back of the couch. Tracy and Miss K sat down on opposite sides of Kim, their shoulders being caressed by Kim’s soft touch. Kim then purred as she licked her thick lips as she undressed Tracy with her eyes, then looked over at Miss K.

"So which one of you ladies shall I start with," Kim said as she squeezed a shoulder of the two women beside her. Running her fingers down Miss K’s arm, Kim notes, "I see this one has a bit of steel under those soft curves. Nice touch."

Running her tongue over her lips, Miss K purred, "I know you like it big daddy!" She let out a girlish giggle before sticking her tongue out and bending down to run them over Kim’s lips. Kim soon ensnared the tongue between her lips, intertwining their tongues before pulling Miss K into a deep French kiss. She pulled away, giving the tip of Miss K’s nose a parting lick, before settling back down on the couch.

Caressing Tracy’s hair with her hand, Kim said, "as much as I’ve like to tackle your body, I think I’m going to start with something a bit…my size. You’re welcome to play with me if you want." Kim looked into Tracy’s eyes, then grabbed her head and pulled her into a long, deep French kiss. As they were kissing, Kim ran her hand up Tracy’s inner thigh, giving her denim-covered crotch a squeeze before trailing it up her stomach and under her shirt. She rolled Tracy’s nipple between her fingers as she trailed her lips across her face down to the nape of her neck so she could suck on the soft flesh. As she ran her tongue down on Tracy’s neck, Kim rolled on top of Tracy, her knee placed between Tracy’s legs. She placed her other hand under Tracy’s shirt, then ground her knee into Tracy’s pussy as she lifted her shirt over her good-sized tits. She licked her lips as she looked at Tracy’s chocolate nipples, then made her stiffen up in pleasure as she flicked her tongue over a hardening nipple. Miss K began to drag her ass back and forth on the sofa, rubbing her swelling dick against the leather as she palmed her tits and pulled at her nipples.

"Oh, that looks so hot, Kim. I can’t wait till you do that to me," Miss K panted out.

With one hand squeezing and pulling on Tracy’s nipple, Kim reached out her free hand to replace Miss K’s on her breasts. "Big as these cantaloupes are, I’m going to have to pay these extra special attention," she said before pulling on Miss K’s nipple through her shirt and pulling away.

Tracy looked at the scene in front of her, humping her pussy on Kim’s knee when she felt her suck a nipple hard, pulling the whole areola into her mouth. Then, she felt that tongue swirl around her nipple, making her moan uncontrollably. When she felt the tip of her nipple get batted around on the tip of Kim’s tongue with such a quick, feeling touch, she humped against Kim’s knee as hard as she could, triggering a small orgasm that soaked her shorts with her juices. She closed her eyes and panted as she felt Kim keep sucking her nipple, her other tit being mauled by Kim’s hand. She blindly sucked at the fingers at her lips, trying to take as many of them in her mouth as possible, loving the way they wiggled against her tongue. She felt what must have been those same fingers brush back and forth against her nipple, making her shiver from the tongue and her cooling spit, as she felt her other nipple being nibbled on. Soon after, Kim’s mouth started nibbling on the other nipple, her tongue flicking at the nipple as it was held against her teeth. When she heard Kim scream, blowing her hot breath on her wet nipple, Tracy’s eyes popped open to see her friend’s huge tits dangling onto Kim’s back and her hands underneath Kim pulling on her nipples.

"Well, well. It looks like our butch friend here as some really sensitive nipples," Miss K said as she rolled Kim’s nipples through her fingers. "Am I right?"

"Mmm, that feels nice," Kim said as she looked over her shoulder. "But could you just wait your turn?"

"Oh yeah, it is my turn," Miss K purred before firmly slapping and grabbing Kim’s ass through her baggy jeans, taking care to pull the seam of her jeans right over her clit. "My turn to play with you, your little bitch."

"Oh really? Let’s see what you got!"

Kim went back to nibbling at Tracy’s nipple, her hand quickly unbuttoning Tracy’s daisy dukes and reaching down to rub Tracy’s clit between her fingertips. As she painted Tracy’s areola with her spit, she felt Miss K unbutton and unzip her jeans, then pull them and her boxers over her ass. Feeling the gaze of the two women on her ass, she curled her fingers into Tracy’s shorts and pushed three fingers into Tracy’s very wet pussy, curling her fingers to rub her g-spot. As she fucked into Tracy’s pussy with short, jabbing strokes, her mouth trailed down Tracy’s body, taking in whole mouthfuls of her flesh as she worked it down to that juicy cunny. When she mouth trailed down to Tracy’s navel, she felt Miss K drag the top of her tongue across her clit, making her suck Tracy’s belly in shock. As she got used to Miss K’s tongue sawing over her clit, she continued fucking Tracy with her fingers, twisting her fingers around those sugar walls as her tongue twisted around Tracy’s belly. She stopped fingerfucking Tracy just long enough to pull her skimpy shorts over her ass and her legs, then squeezed the shorts in shock as Miss K licked her from her clit to her asshole.

She straightened up on her knees, then said to Miss K, "you better stop now!" before sucking in her breath at Miss K raked a nail across her clit. "Daddy’s gonna take care of you in due time, missy?"

"I know you like my style," Miss K retorted before playing her tongue in Kim’s ear.

"Shut the fuck up, slut," Kim spat out, trying to keep her control on Miss K’s fingers. "Just watch what your little friend is going to get."

Miss K then saw Kim slowly press four fingers into Tracy’s pussy, sliding them against each other as her thumb rubbed along Tracy’s sensitive lips. As Tracy’s bucked against the fingers inside of her and bucked her hips against the fingers, Kim held onto one hip with her free hand, then flicked her clit with her tongue as she pressed her fingers as far as they could go into Tracy’s overflowing pussy. Miss K watched and gently toyed with Kim’s clit as she licked some of Tracy’s nectar out the palm of her hand, then flattened her tongue and dragged it up to her clit, flicking it with the same rhythm Miss K was flicking at hers. Kim quickly thrust Tracy into yet another cum with her fingers and tongue, pumping away at her wet pussy and licking her clit as she kept cumming. Finally, Miss K felt Kim ass press up against her crotch, coming teasingly close to her dick as she dick.

"So you wanna play, huh," Kim said to Miss K as she pulled her fingers out of Tracy’s limp body. She then turned around and Kissed Miss K hard, pushing her back up onto the couch in the process. She pawed at the strap of Miss K’s jersey with her hand, pulling one of her huge tits out into the open, while rubbing her pussy on Miss K’s thigh. Tugging down the other strap, Kim took her fingers covered with Tracy’s wetness and covered one areola and nipple with that moisture. She then finally broke her kiss, lapping her way down Miss K’s neck and sucking on her skin before reaching Miss K’s pussy flavored breast. She licked around the areola, lapping up the wetness as Miss K grabbed the back of her head to feed her more of her breast. Feeling her shiver from the kiss of her lips, Kim dragged her lips across the nipple, then sucked it into her mouth, brushing her tongue across the tip. She then rushed over to suck hard on the other tit, letting her tongue run wild on Miss K’s nipple as she held it and her areola in her mouth with suction. Kim backed off of Miss K’s breasts, then grabbed them with her hands, running her fingers over the nipples as she squeezed the pillows Miss K pushed into her hands. Kim then bent down and flicked a hard nipple with her tongue as she dragged her hand back and forth on Miss K’s inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her crotch.

"Stop, Kim!" Miss K panted, still shivering from the stimulation. "You can’t touch me down there?"

"Why not?" Kim said as she sat back on her heels, a bit annoyed at Miss K. "What’s wrong with your pussy?"

"Well, lemme show you," Miss K said as she sat up a bit, then spread her legs. She then calmly reached under her jersey, pulled her thong aside as she lifted her hips off the couch and let her hard dick spring out from its confinement. Kim looked at Miss K’s hard dick in shock, surprised that a girl with a body like hers actually wasn’t. She tentatively touched it, then squeezed it a bit and hefted it before pulling her hand away.

"This…is interesting. I’m not exactly a fan of the male gender, not sexually anyway. If I’d know this, I wouldn’t have picked you up," Kim said flatly. Hefting the dick in her hand against, she continued, "but this definitely is bigger than any of my strap-ons. Wanna make a mold for me?"

"Sure, with pleasure!" Miss K said with a smile, licking her lips lustily.

Still confused as to what was going on, Kim said, "could you stand up and take off that jersey? There’s no way you can’t be for real. Something’s up."

Standing up, Miss K countered, "well, save for the breast implants and hair dye, this is all me, honey!" She then pulled her jersey off and over her head, shaking her hair out straight before chucking the jersey aside. She felt Kim’s eyes run all over her curves and washboard stomach, looking into her eyes before looking back down at her dick and mouthing the word ‘wow’. Suddenly, she saw Kim’s eyes light up, then scramble to pull up her pants and dig in her pockets. She pulled out her cell phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Hello, may I speak to Tisha?" Kim blurted out. "Whatcha doing right now? Yo, I got a surprise for you. You know how you like when I fuck you with the strap-on? Well, I got a surprise that’ll top that. It’s a surprise, dammit! Trust me, it’s something very…lifelike. It’ll even answer the door when you come over, OK? See you in 5."

"Who’s that you were speaking to?" Miss K said as she was idly stroking her hard cock.

"Just a friend a bit more interested in your kind of assets," Kim said as she got to her feet and pulled up her pants. "She’s always treating the strap-ons I use from time to time like a real dick, so I figured I’d give her the real thing with a real female body, meaning you."

"Thanks," Miss K said as she sat back down, rubbing up on Tracy’s stirring body. Tracy suckled on Miss K’s nipple before reaching up and giving Miss K a firm kiss on the lips.

"Hey, K," Tracy said as she toyed with Miss K’s nipple. "Did you fuck Kim yet?"

"Nope," Miss K said as she toyed with Tracy’s hair, patiently waiting for the door to knock. "Our fair friend here is a member of the Dick Van Dyke school of human sexuality."

"What do you mean by that?"

"She’s a lesbian. Think about what I just said for a second."

Tracy thought for a second, scrunching up her nose, then said, "Oh! I see."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Hey, Kayla!," Kim called out. "That’s Tisha."

"Cool," Miss K said as she sashayed her way to the door, ready to see whatever was there. She opened the door and saw a somewhat tall, slim, tender-headed black girl with soft butterscotch skin. Her small, perky breasts held up her white wife beater and her wide hips, hinting at a nice, big ass, was covered in painted-on denim. She felt the girl’s eyes scan her big tits, looking for the promised surprise, then shook a little as she felt her eyes look down her belly until she saw her hard dick sticking out, her mouth dropping open in shock.

Tisha reached out and stroked Miss K’s dick from base to tip, feeling it to see if it was real. Then, she let one of Miss K’s breasts overflow her hand, pressing her palm into the hard nipple.

"Wow! You’re real, aren’t you?" Tisha said as Miss K pulled her through the door and closed it behind them.

"Yes I am. Keep stroking that dick, and you’ll get some real cum on your thigh. Man, your hand feels so nice," Miss K panted out.

With that, Tisha pulled Miss K towards her with her dick, then got up on her toes, wrapped her free arm around Miss K’s broad shoulders and tongue kissed her hard, her wife beater rubbing against the busty shemale’s nipples. She wildly licked Miss K’s face, then trailed her tongue to her nipple, flicking it as she smoothly stroked Miss K’s dick in her soft hands. Looking up into Miss K’s eyes, Tisha milked her cock with her hand as she slipped her lips around Miss K’s nipple, softly sucking on the hard nipple while dragging her tongue around her areola. Hearing Miss K moan and feeling her dick twitch in her hands, Tisha dragged her soft lips off of Miss K’s breasts and down her washboard stomach, opening and closing them as she worked down to Miss K’s dick. She gave the base of her dick a lick, then got down on her knees, looked up into Miss K’s eyes and licked her lips before gently slipping the dick into her mouth. She ran her tongue across the bottom of Miss K’s dick as she softly nursed on the huge shaft, loving how warm it felt in her mouth and how it made the shemale moan.

Miss K closed her eyes and rolled her nipples between her fingers as Tisha caressed her shaft with her lips, gently sucking at her dick. She felt Tisha’s hand reach up and roll her balls around in her sac, making her pant in pleasure. Miss K just stood there enjoyed the gentle blowjob she was receiving, letting Tisha enjoy her dick as she felt the sensations run through her body and out of her nipples. She felt Tisha screw her soft lips just under her swollen head as she sucked on her dick, making her scream and shudder and pushing her to another climax. She then opened her eyes as she was toying with her breasts and looked over with hazy eyes at Kim with her jeans off, Tracy’s blonde head licking on her thigh. The scene got her hot enough that she squeezed her tits even harder, trying to release as much of her arousal without shooting her cum in Tisha’s mouth. She then got an idea, bending over Tisha, squeezing her ass and pressing the seam of her jeans between her labia, making her hum around her cock.

As Miss K let her blonde hair trail up Tisha’s back, Tisha pulled her mouth off Miss K’s dick, twisting her hand around Miss K’s wet, swollen head.

"What was that about, girl?" Tisha asked. "Do you wanna do something?"

"Sure," Miss K panted out. "Bend over, put your hands on the wall and don’t move."

Tisha stood up, then faced the wall behind her, bent over and put her hands on the wall, smiling coquettishly over her shoulder. Miss K then went to Tisha’s feet, taking off her shoes and rubbing them across her tip as she heard Kim getting serviced by her friend. Then, she slid up Tisha’s body, her hands running up to the girl’s breasts before giving a good squeeze and tug.

"Oh, officer? Are you gonna search me with your nightstick?" Tisha said with a laugh, grinding her big ass into Miss K’s dick.

"No," Miss K said as she reached down to unzip Tisha’s jeans. "I got something better in store for you?"

Miss K pulled Tisha’s jeans over her hips, revealing her ass framed by a purple thong, then off of her legs, pulling her feet out of them. She then ran her tongue on the back of one ankle, teasing her as she flicked her tongue. She then crawled her mouth up Tisha’s leg, sucking on the firm, taut, smooth flesh as her nails lightly brushed up Tisha’s other leg. She dragged her teeth up to the back of the girl’s knee, then let her tongue and teeth graze across it as she gave Tisha a hard spank on her ass.

"You better not move if you don’t wanna get bit," Miss K commanded, squeezing her hard nipple for the quick rush.

She then wrapped her tits around Tisha’s leg as she snaked her tongue up the back of her thigh, her tits sliding up and down. She brought her tongue up and down her thigh, humping her mammaries on the soft skin, rubbing her nipples up against the quivering flesh. Miss K then licked up a long, slow line to her ass cheek, making sure to stretch her tongue up far enough that she could rub her hard nipple on the satin that covered Tisha’s swollen labia, making them both moan in pleasure. She yanked Tisha’s thong over to one asscheek, then put the tip of her tongue at the top of Tisha’s crack, letting her spit dribble down and touch her asshole. She then held that ass open and let the tip of her tongue run along the tailbone, spreading her spit all around the girl’s ass as she slowly rubbed her hard cock on her ankle. Miss K licked down to Tisha’s asshole, then dribbled her spit on it and spread it around. Slowly, her tongue licked all around her anus and loosened it, making Tisha moan as Miss K’s tongue slid inside of her. Miss K reached inside of Tisha’s thong and tweaked her clit with her fingers as she tongue fucked the leggy girl, making her buck on her mouth, the wetness from her pussy dripping down into the palm of her hand. She decided to suck Tisha’s inner labia into her mouth, sliding her tongue in between them as she rolled her fingers around the girl’s clit. Tisha started babbling uncontrollably, pressing her pussy into Miss K’s face as the girl began to cum, bracing herself to the shemale’s shoulders as she lost her breath, falling to her knees in front of Miss K.

"God, you’re incredible," Tisha panted as she rolled onto her back. "Gimme that fucking dick of yours right now," she continued, grabbing for Miss K’s dick She slid her hips up so that Miss K’s swollen head was flush with her wet, hot lips. Then, she grabbed onto the middle of Miss K’s shaft and pushed herself up onto her cock, purring as they tip stretched her lips and the ridge lightly brushed on her clit. Bracing herself with one hand and toying with Miss K’s nipple with the other, she purred "don’t you wanna fuck me, girl?"

Miss K though about going to her purse and getting a condom, but the squeezing of Tisha’s cunt and her soft touch on her nipples clouded her mind. She closed her eyes, grabbed Tisha’s hips and sunk into her wet pussy, still feeling the girl’s fingers dance on her tits. Slowly, she rocked her hips into the girl’s warm, velvety pussy, loving the sweet friction on her swollen tip. She blindly sucked as the top of Tisha’s chest, tasting her sweet flesh as she rocked her hips into the girl’s light soft body. She felt the girl’s shirt being pulled past her lips before she found Tisha’s nipple with her mouth. She opened her eyes and licked the butterscotch colored nipple in time with her thrusts, loving the way the girl’s pussy was squeezing her thick dick. After making a couple of circles on Tisha’s areola, she ground her hips in the same round stroke, nursing on the girl’s nipple, enjoying a long, slow fuck.

Suddenly, Miss K felt a small hand smack and grab her ass hard, one of the fingers just brushing her asshole, and another grab and twist her nipple. She felt a tongue lick all around her head, then blow all the spit in her ear dry.

"So, I see some little big dicked slut is breaking a promise she made, huh?" Tracy growled in Miss K’s ear, making the busty shemale freeze in shock.

"She made me do it, I mean…"

SMACK! "You know what our deal was slut, and now you’re gonna have to pay," Tracy growled again before blowing a circle on her friend’s ear, loving the way she trembled in fear. She moved her head over to Miss K’s ass, spread those artificially large cheeks, then beckoned Kim to lick that asscrack with her. The two licked down to Miss K’s asshole, intertwining their tongues as they rimmed the shemale out before pulling themselves into a tongue kiss.

"Spit on her asshole, Kim!" Tracy commanded, before licking the girl’s spit around, making Miss K jump from the wetness on her ass. As Miss K humped her ass back and forth, alternately thrusting her dick into Tisha’s pussy and her asshole to Tracy’s tongue, Tracy buried her face into her friend’s butt, swirling her tongue around the asshole before pushing her tongue in, making Miss K stretch stiff with the stimulation.

Tracy pulled her face away from Miss K’s ass, then spanked her ass hard. "Who told you to stop fucking, slut!" she spat out before giving Miss K another couple of licks on her asshole. "Pound that fucking pussy! I know you want to, you dirty slut! In fact," Tracy said before giving her friend’s ass one last lick, "I’ll even help you with your timing…with THIS!"

With that, Tracy took her left hand, faced it palms down, stuck out two fingers and shoved it right up Miss K’s ass. She felt out for Miss K’s prostate, then pressed her fingertips along that small gland, making Miss K moan uncontrollably.

"Now, you sweet li’l slut," Tracy whispered as she pressed her breasts to her friend’s back and licked her ear. "You’re gonna fuck your little friend here in time with my fingers. Got it, slut?!" she finished, punctuating it by tugging on her nipples.

Miss K nodded her head meekly, shocked at what was going on. She rocked her dick inside Tisha, the top of her shaft just grazing Tisha’s clit. She felt Tracy’s fingers fuck in and out of her ass, feeling strangely good inside of her. She tried to match her rhythm, humping her ass out with each thrust. She got hotter and hotter, the friction on her cock matching the friction in her ass as she fucked Tisha harder and harder, feeling how her pussy milked her. Miss K felt one hand pull on her nipple hard to a waiting tongue, while another set of fingers replaced Tracy’s. She felt another tongue lick her ear, then Kim began to speak.

"So you thought you were gonna get anyway with tricking me, huh," Kim purred as she fucked her fingers in Miss K’s ass. "You knew I wouldn’t like a girl with a dick, huh? I only fuck real girls, not fake sluts with big dicks like you," she continued, thrusting her fingers with every word. "This is what you get, you fucking dirty slut. Do you want this slut’s cum in your pussy, Tisha?"

"Fuck…yeah," Tisha said, having a small orgasm as Miss K’s dick sawed through her pussy.

"Yeah, fuck that pussy good K!" Tracy said, her fingers a blur as she pounded her friend’s ass.

Miss K started to lose rhythm, being overwhelmed by the feelings between her legs. She felt Tisha’s pussy squeeze her just right, pushing her over the edge as she felt Tracy rubbing her prostate, making her breath catch in her throat as her cum exploded out of her dick. She groaned as she felt her cum forcing her way out of her, then passed out, collapsing on top of Tisha.

When she came to, Miss K found herself on her back with Tracy, Tisha and Kim hovering over her. She tried to focus, then failing that, asked, "what happened?"

"Now you know it feels when you do that to me, bitch!" Tracy said with a giggle.

"Fuck you," Miss K said half-seriously as she playfully slapped Tracy’s arm. "Seriously, how did you come up with the idea of what you did to me?"

"Well," Kim chimed in. "Your friend was sucking on my nipples after eating me out when she saw you fucking Tisha. After licking up from my tits to my ear, she whispered out an idea and after manufacturing my consent…" she continued, punctuating with a playful glare at Tracy.

"What? I just played with your clit," Tracy said with a giggle.

"You don’t near pass out from over-stimulation with mere playing," Kim said before giving a good laugh. "As I was saying, after manufacturing my consent, I decided to play along. Besides, it was fun playing with your ass, and it made the best out of a weird situation. Plus, pussy and cum don’t taste half bad together."

"Yeah, Kim. And, by the way, ummm…"

"Kayla. The name is Kayla."

"Kayla!," Tisha chimed in. "You’re a pretty good fuck there. I came three times on your dick. Heck, I just came once from the friction caused by your thickness," she continued as she stroked Miss K’s cock.

"Careful, there! Real dicks are sensitive you know," Miss K said as she sat up.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot. Your dick is so good, I might start fucking men again!" Tisha said with a laugh which everyone shared. "I hope I can find a strap-on this size."

"Heck, if you ever need a mold made, call me," Miss K said with a bit of a leer.

As the three girls backed away from Miss K, she tried to stand up, but found that she was still too wiped out from coming to get on her feet. Tracy reached down and helped Miss K pull her large body up on her feet. Just then, Tisha came over with a pen and paper, and Miss K scrawled her cell phone number on it.

"Thanks for the fuck, Kayla! I wish there were more, um, girls like you!" Tisha said as she pulled on her shorts, getting ready to leave the apartment.

"You’re welcome Tisha," Miss K groggily said, the cotton slowly coming out of her mind. Tracy walked over to her with her clothes, and quickly threw them on, remembering to tuck her dick back between her legs until she got her thong back on.

"Careful there! You’re carrying a concealed weapon!" Kim giggled as she saw Miss K struggle with her thong before smoothing her jersey down over it. "Look, it’s been fun, man, though a bit weirder than I expected. Thanks for the interesting afternoon."

"No prob, Kim," Miss K said as she hugged her, pressing her head into her breasts.

"Oh, how come such nice breasts have to be on a guy," Kim murmured to herself as her face was buried between Miss K’s tits.

"I’m not a guy," Miss K said as she let Kim go. "I’m a very special girl, I’ll have you know."

"Yeah, one hung like a horse," Kim joked back.

"Yo, K!" Tracy said as she handed Miss K her purse. "Let’s go find a motel to crash in OK?"

"Alright. Bye, Kim! If you wanna call me, get my number from Tisha!" Miss K said as she walked out Kim’s door.

"Bye, you freaks," Kim said with a smile. "And don’t scare people like that!" she finished before falling down in outright laughter.

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