Welcome to yet another wild sex romp of mine. If it illegal in your jurisdiction to read erotic materials such as this, please don’t read this. I reserve all non-electronic and all commercial rights to this work. If you wish to read some of my other work, please visit my website at http://www.asstr.org/~BrettLynn/. The name ‘Brett Lynn’ is a pen name, and I am not connected in any form with anyone with the above name. Now that the legalese is done, let’s get going.

 

The Wonderful Adventures Of Miss K: The Tower Of Power

by Brett Lynn

 

Miss K and Tracy drove down I-10 across the Texas prairie, LL Cool J’s "Jingling Baby" blasting out of the stereo, and their breasts were definitely doing just that as they danced to the song. Miss K wore a black New York Liberty jersey, tailored to cling to her man-made curves and to leave out a line of cleavage that cut out the "er" in the word "Liberty". Tracy wore a wifebeater cut to bare her midriff along with an ultra-short denim that bared her bare, shaved crotch if she were the least bit immodest.

As the song came to a close, Miss K ran her hand through her auburn hair, then let out a sigh as she smiled. "Man, that song was fun!" Miss K said. "Brings back memories of the Albee Square Mall, high school and all of that."

"Don’t you mean the Galleria at Metrotech?" Tracy chimed in.

"No fuck that. It’ll always be the Albee Square Mall to me," Miss K said in mock anger before breaking out in a wide smile. "But you know what Trace?"

"What?" Tracy said, looking at her friend curiously.

"This, this trip here, has given me some memories too. Besides, it’s not an average experience that someone goes around fucking girls with a good friend."

"Aww," Tracy said as she reached over from the passenger side and gave Miss K a bear hug. "That’s so sweet of you to say!" she continued before reaching into her friend’s jersey and tweaking a nipple.

"And that’s so freaky of you to do," Miss K said as she gave Tracy a quick kiss. "Now get off me, woman! I need to drive!"

"Well, screw you then," Tracy said in mock disgust before playfully punching her friend in the arm.

Miss K let out another sigh before continuing, "you know, it’s fun doing shit like this, especially in these times. I’ll never forget those people in those buildings dying. Heck, I had a bird’s eye view of the whole thing." She paused, then said, "but fuck that. Shit, if those people wanna go kill a bunch of innocents so they can live a life of death and suffering on Earth, I’m gonna being a source of joy of life." Miss K then finished, "I ain’t letting no goddamn spoiled Saudi brat scare me out of joy and pleasure!"

"You go girl!" Tracy said, nodding in support.

"And speaking of pleasure," Miss K said as she pulled down one side of her jersey to let her breast pop out. "Would you mind nursing on me?"

"With pleasure babe!" Tracy said before leaning over and licking a circle around Miss K’s areola, making her friend gasp in pleasure.

She then took the nipple in her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth on it like she was nursing. Then, she flicked her tongue over Miss K’s nipple, making it harden in her mouth. She heard Miss K start to breath heavily and stroke her blonde hair, just enjoying the oral attention.

"RING!!!"

Miss K sucked her teeth in frustration, then pushed away Tracy dug for the phone between the seats. After four rings, she managed to flip the phone open and put it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Yo, it’s me Kim from the Lou."

"What’s up?"

"What do you mean wazzup? You dun fucked up my life, you fucking fake ass bitch!"

Miss K struggled to keep control of the car as she recoiled from the cell phone.

"What’s going on?" Tracy said, visibly worried at her friend’s reaction.

Miss K shrugged her shoulders, then placed the phone back on her ear. "How did I manage to mess up your life?"

"With that fucking dick of yours, that’s how. Every time my girl comes over and I wanna dig her out with the strap-on, I gotta hear your fucking name, talking how what I got ain’t as big as you. Fuck you bitch! You dun fucked up some good shit here! I can’t buy shit like you got in a store!"

Miss K sighed, then said, "so whatcha want me to do about it?"

"Remember when you said that you’d make a mold of that dick for me?"

"Yeah."

"Make one, or else."

"Or else what?"

"Well, I got the hook-up within the Feds, and I can set you up on some drug charges, KHALIL!"

Miss K gasped in shock, then screamed, "how the fuck you learn my real name?!"

"The same way I can get those drug warrants put on. Now here’s the address I want you to send it to."

Miss K put her cell phone on speaker, then motioned for Tracy to jot down the address. After she wrote it down, Miss K took off the speaker phone to listen to Kim.

"Now, I either see that dildo made from your dick by tomorrow afternoon, or you’re gonna be the prison bitch! I know they’ll love those big tits of yours. Bye, bitch!"

Miss K pulled over to the side of the road, then calmly turned off the engine and closed the cell phone. "We have a bit of a problem, Trace."

"No shit!" Tracy said. "For one, I thought you legally changed your name to Kayla?"

"Nah. Technically, I just do business under that name. It’s like a stage name of sorts, Miss LaRue, or should I say Miss Smith!"

"Hey! Do you honestly believe those AIDS tests are confidential? Why would I put my real name on it?"

Miss K ran her hand through her auburn hair as she was breathing deeply, slamming her fists on the steering wheel. "Shit! Enough bickering. We gotta get this crazy lesbian a copy of my dick, or I’m going to be the star of a new shemale porno flick." She then switched to a sarcastic tone, saying, "After all, there’s nothing I love more than sucking dick!"

"Mmhmm!" Tracy chimed in, giggling at the small joke.

"OK, joke time is over," Miss K said as she sat back up in her driver’s seat. "We gotta get to a rest station, then hit the net and see if there are any crafts shops nearby. Sound like a plan?"

"Yeah."

***

About an hour later, Tracy and Miss K found themselves outside of a crafts in the outskirts of San Antonio. Miss K jumped out the SUV, then walked over to help the smaller Tracy out the high vehicle.

"Why thank you!" Tracy said with a smile. "You didn’t have to do that."

"Thanks," Miss K said as her mind was preoccupied with what was going on. "Now how am I gonna pull this off? It isn’t every day that some girl asks for a mold of her dick."

"Don’t worry, K. It’ll work out," Tracy said as she hugged her friend around her waist.

"Hey, why should you care? You’d probably enjoy all those tough butches eating you out."

"Stop silly," Tracy said with a giggle as she gave her friend a playfully slap. "Besides, based on your tongue and what’s between your legs, I think I got the ultimate butch."

"Aww, thanks," Miss K said before giving her friend a hug, a peck on the cheek and a quick grope of Tracy’s breast. Clutching her purse, she walked towards the front door, saying over her shoulder, "now let’s give it a shot."

Miss K walked into the store, with Tracy trailing close behind, and walked around the aisles, a bit unsure of what she needed. As she was glancing around the store, she ran right into a woman who sprawled out on the floor. She reached down to the woman, taking time to check out her curvy frame.

"Sorry about that, ma’am," Miss K said as she pulled the woman to her feet.

"Not a problem, sugar!" the woman said as she got to her feet. She looked down at Miss K’s hand, rubbing it with both of her hands before giving it a kiss. "Perhaps I could be of help. My name’s Michelle."

"Thanks," Miss K said as she checked Michelle out. Her warm brown, soft, flat belly peeked out from a pair of low riding, tight leather pants and a sleeveless top that showed off a nice-sized pair of breasts.

"So what do you want, ma’am?" Michelle said as she looked up at Miss K with a knowing smile.

"Well, um, I have a project, an art project of sorts," Miss K stammered out.

"What is it?"

"Well, I have to make a mold of a body part, um, a male body part of, um, a friend."

Michelle stood up on her toes and twanged into Miss K’s ear, "you want to make a mold of your dick, don’t you sugar."

"Yeah," Miss K said, surprised that she was read so easily. "How did you guess?"

"All the surgery in the world can’t change the size of your hands, sugar!" Michelle said as she rubbed Miss K’s hand in her hands. "Plus, you didn’t pull up with anyone else, you sound like a Yankee and you don’t seem familiar with the area." Reading Miss K’s shock in her eyes, she continued, "don’t worry sugar. We get requests for help with your kind of thing from time to time. Let me help you out."

Michelle led Miss K and Tracy through the store, picking up a box of plaster of Paris and some silicone. After leading them through the store, Michelle took them to the checkout counter and ran up the needed supplies.

"You know, um.…"

"Kayla. The name’s Kayla. Sorry I didn’t tell you that earlier."

"No problem, sugar," Michelle said. "Anyway, I could help you out with your, um, project. We have a couple spare rooms that we could use. Besides, something tells me you aren’t the arts and crafts type."

"Not unless you count eating pussy as a craft," Tracy chimed in.

Michelle smiled at the joke, then said, "do you want my assistance, Kayla?"

"Sure, I wouldn’t mind."

Michelle called out to her boss that she was going to be away for a bit, took the supplies in hand, then led Miss K and Kayla to the back of the store. She led them into a small hallway with a few rooms going off to the side, then brought them to a whitewashed room with some tables littered with supplies and a sink on one wall.

"Hey Kayla’s friend! Could you get that pitcher on the table for me and fill it with water?" Michelle asked.

Tracy got the pitcher and filled it with water as Michelle poured out the plaster of Paris powder into a basin. "Remember, this stuff won’t stay soft forever, so you gotta get yourself up and at ‘em in a hurry, OK?"

"Not a problem," Miss K said with a smile, feeling her nipples harden at the sexual stimulation to come.

Looking squarely at Miss K’s chest, Michelle said, "I see someone’s excited at that possibility." Taking the pitcher of water from Tracy’s hand, she said, "Speaking of which, where is your, um, member? I wanna make sure it’s ready to cast once I have this mixed up."

"Not a problem, Michelle," Tracy said as she pulled Miss K away from the table.

Tracy squatted down, then reached under Miss K’s jersey and pulled her panties down to her ankles, letting her friend’s dick pop out and stick out from the jersey. She lifted the hem up to Miss K’s waist with one hand and grabbed her dick with the other before sliding the tip between her lips. She hummed as she snaked her tongue around the head, making Miss K gasp in pleasure as she jacked the shaft in her hand. She then started feeding inch after inch of Miss K’s hardening dick into her mouth and throat, milking it with her lips with each pass and caressing the underside with her tongue. When she reached bottom with her friend’s dick, Tracy slid her tongue out of her mouth and licked Miss K’s balls, undulating her tongue along the underside of her dick as her throat pulled on the swollen head. She slowly pulled her head off the shaft, working her tongue along the underside, and then gave the now-slick shaft a couple strokes as she sucked on the swollen head. After that, she turned to look at Michelle, lightly stroking her friend’s dick.

"Kayla’s ready Michelle."

Michelle looked in absolute shock at the scene in front of her as she blindly mixed the casting plaster, bewildered at what she saw.

"I see you’re wearing no panties," Michelle vacantly said as she stared at Miss K’s hard-on.

"Yeah," Tracy chimed in. "I like to make sure the kitty is nice and free," she continued, idly caressing her labia with her spare hand.

"How big is that thing?! I never thought transsexuals could get like that!" Michelle said in complete shock.

"Well, if you pay a lot of money for plastic surgery and stay away from hormones, you can," Miss K boasted.

Getting back to business, Michelle said, "well, it looks like the plaster is ready. Take off that dress of yours. We don’t want it getting messed up with the plaster."

Miss K whipped off her dress, revealing her man-made 42DDD chest, and toyed with her nipples a bit, eliciting a soft purr from her lips.

"Wow. I see you paid a lot for your body!" Michelle said before licking her lips, her eyes darting between Miss K’s huge tits and her bigger dick. "Now, stick your thing in the plaster. Remember, you gotta keep yourself hard for at least five minutes inside the plaster, OK?"

Miss K leaned forward a bit and slipped her dick into the plaster, then said, "by the way you’re looking at my boobs, and I think I know exactly how to do that."

Once she settled her hard dick into the plaster, she pulled on her hard nipples, then motioned for Michelle and Tracy to come to her. She gave Tracy a deep French kiss as Michelle toyed with one of her nipples. Then, she guided Tracy’s mouth toward her nipple as she gave Michelle a long kiss, reaching down to grab her ass through those tight leather pants and pulling the seam up between her labia. When they broke the kiss, Michelle nuzzled on the nape of Miss K’s neck, then licked her way down to Miss K’s free breast while Tracy was already nursing on the other. The two women sucked on Miss K’s hard nipples, circling their tongue around them as all three cooed in pleasure.

"That feels so nice," Miss K said as she caressed both women’s hair, purring in contentment.

"You know," Michelle said as she teasingly stroked her fingertips lower and lower on Miss K’s washboard abs. "I’d love to suck on something else as soon as it’s no longer in disposed," she said, punctuating it with a lick of Miss K’s nipple, making her shiver.

As Michelle and Tracy kept sucking on Miss K’s hard nipples, working their tongues across the areolas, Miss K reached down under Tracy’s skirt and in Michelle’s pants to caress their soft holds, making them moan on her hard nipples as she flicked her fingers on both of their clits. In response, both women sucked harder on their nipples, pulling it into their mouths as their tongues licked and flicked all over them. Then, Tracy took the initiative and slid her lips over to the breast Michelle was sucking on, sliding her tongue around the areola before their tongues became entangled in a kiss, inadvertently toying with Miss K’s nipple in their mouths. Finally, Tracy and Michelle slid their tongues around each other and along Miss K’s breasts, making the two huff as puff as she felt the plaster harden around her dick.

"OK, Kayla. You can pull yourself out of there," Michelle said, licking her lips as she thought about what was in the plaster.

"Ah, man!" Tracy said as she stood back up straight. "Just as we were getting started, too."

As Miss K eased herself out of the mold she cast of herself, Michelle held the basin steady and said, "Relax! We are just getting started." Once Miss K’s dick cleared the plaster, Michelle reached down and gave it a few hard jerks. "Besides, we have such a big chocolate lollipop to suck on," Michelle continued, sneaking a wink at Tracy.

The two women pushed Miss K away from the table, then kneeled in front of her. Michelle snuggled up to the large cock, running it along her cheek and lips, while Tracy began to lap at the tip. Miss K pawed at her breasts and pulled them aside to see Michelle stick her tongue out between her lips and lick her shaft while Tracy swirled her tongue around the tip. With each pass up Miss K’s shaft, Michelle’s tongue touched Tracy’s, causing them to play with each others tongue until Tracy finally pulled Michelle into a kiss, then let their tongue play with each other on Miss K’s tip. Michelle then pushed Tracy’s mouth off of Miss K’s flared head and swallowed it into her mouth, sucking on it wetly before giving it a couple strokes and offering it to Tracy. Tracy sucked on the juicy plum-colored tip before inhaling the whole dick into her slick throat, using her throat muscles to suck on it while her tongue slid along the underside. Michelle lowered her head and sucked on one of Miss K’s nuts, rolling it around in her mouth.

 

"Mmm, that feels good," groaned Miss K, her hands playing with her breasts while her fingers rolled around her nipples.

The tall transsexual panted as Tracy and Michelle worked their magic on her large wand, humming to herself as Michelle cast a spell just under the tip with her tongue. After running the underside of her tongue over Miss K’s sensitive head, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and took a few inches of the dick into her mouth, sucking wetly on it. As Michelle sucked on it, Tracy went down and tongued her friend’s hairless balls as she jerked off the shaft. Then, she slid her tongue up Miss K’s shaft just as Michelle was pulling off of it, forcing the woman into another tongue kiss.

"Hey, you don’t have to do all that," Miss K said in a sex-induced haze. "I have plenty for both of you."

Michelle pulled her mouth off of Tracy and swallowed half of her dick into her mouth before choking and letting all but the tip slide from between her lips. She gave the head a good firm suck, her teeth lightly scratching just below the head, as she reached into her pants and started rubbing her clit.

"Yeah, you do have a good point, Kayla," Michelle moaned as she unbuttoned her pants and slid a finger into her pussy. "I can’t swallow it all."

Michelle then watched as Tracy sucked on Miss K’s tip, then bobbed her head until her lips were flush against her friend’s base. As she saw Tracy work her head on the shaft with short strokes, she thought about how her little pussy would look stretched on that huge shaft and filled her hand with wetness at the thought, her cunt aching for another finger inside that velvet vise. While Tracy came up for air before swallowing that shaft once again, Michelle jammed another finger in her pussy, rubbing her clit with her thumb as gently as she could, desperately wanting not to cum without feeling that shaft stretch and rub across her pussy lips.

Tracy saw Michelle staring at the dick in her mouth and locked eyes with her as she eased herself off the shaft. Giving her friend a few quick strokes, she looked at Michelle and said, "you really wanna fuck this dick, huh?"

"Oh yeah," Michelle vacantly said, trying not to move her fingers too much lest she cum, but not wanting to take them off her pussy.

"Hey Kayla! Do you wanna fuck this girl?"

Miss K came out of her haze and looked down at a panting Michelle, her eyes pleading and her nipples hard as she gently rubbed her pussy.

"Please fuck me, you crazy bitch!" Michelle pleaded. "I wanna cum on your cock!"

Miss K felt her nipples crinkle and her dick twitch looking at Michelle lick her lips, desperate in lust for her. "Tracy, get me a condom," she said as she lightly stroked her hand. "I wanna fuck her silly."

"But I wanna feel you…"

"Nuh-uh-uh!" Miss K said with a wagging finger as she slowly stroked her sensitive shaft. "If you want my dick, it’ll be on my terms."

Michelle sighed, then stood up, pulled her pants down to her ankles and bent over the nearest table, sticking her ass his in the air. "I don’t care what you want, JUST FUCK ME!"

Taking the condom from Tracy’s hand, Miss K twisted her hand around her tip and replied, "With pleasure, babe."

She unwrapped and rolled the condom onto her hard dick, then walked over to Michelle and slid her finger through her quivering quim. She then bent down and pushed Michelle’s shirt over her bra, then trailed her hard nipples up from her ass over her back, almost hurting Michelle with the sensation. Finally, she slid her tip on Michelle’s pussy, teasing her as she squirmed against her dick.

"Please!" Michelle pleaded hoarsely as she reached back for Miss K’s dick. "Fuck my pussy!"

Making sure that her nipples stayed on Michelle’s back, Miss K grabbed one of Michelle’s hips and eased her dick into her slick pussy, the tugging on Michelle’s lips it caused making Michelle cum instantly. Biting her lips to keep from cumming herself, Miss K began to pump Michelle’s pussy, her nipples dragging along Michelle’s back and her dick twitching from the stimulation. She heard Michelle moan as their hips ground against each other, her lusty screams filling her ears.

"Fuck me harder! Fuck me!" Michelle managed to scream out before the slap of Michelle and miss K’s flesh picked up in rhythm and she began to come again.

Tracy sat on a table next to her friend and Michelle, one leg bent up and perched on the table as she watched Miss K fuck Michelle, her hips a blur as she squeezed Michelle’s ass. She gently brushed her fingertips on her bare labia as she looked on, then saw Miss K stand up and squeeze her nipple, her dick being revealed with each thrust in and out of Michelle’s pussy. Flashing back to how she knew that felt, Tracy plunged three fingers into her wet pussy, pumping them in rhythm as she saw Michelle’s lust-clouded eyes about to go into another orgasm. As she saw Miss K play with her nipples, she knew how that made the thick shaft twitch inside of her, so she stretched her fingers as wide as she could inside of her and twitched them, triggering a small orgasm as she loved Finally, she saw Miss K reach under Michelle and start to rub her clit, pushing her slightly forward so that her clit rested on the edge of the table. The mere thought of what Michelle was feeling pushed Tracy over the edge, with her wildly pawing at a nipple before making her hands a blur between her legs, one hand rubbing her clit as the other pumped her pussy furiously. She felt her insides itch for just a brief moment before feeling the explosion shoot through every pore, her wifebeater feeling like it was rubbing her skin raw on her heaving chest as she felt her pussy clamped down on her fingers.

As Tracy came to, she saw Michelle laying out on the table, stiff and eyes frozen open as Miss K kept fucking her pussy and rubbing her clit. As Miss K finally slowed down her hips, Michelle let out a moan, breathing heavily as her skin glowed with sweat.

"Stop, I can’t take no more!" Michelle said as she reached back and weakly pushed at Miss K’s hips.

Taking the hint, Miss K eased herself out of Michelle’s pussy, making her sensitive labia shoot out in almost-pain as she came out. As soon as she backed away from Michelle, Michelle’s knees buckled, and she fell out on the floor, still huffing and puffing.

"That was incredible!" Michelle panted out. "I did think dicks like that really existed. Did you cum, Kayla?"

"Actually, no," Kayla said as she pulled off her condom.

"I thought you liked fucking me," Michelle cried, a tear running down her cheek.

Miss K scrambled down to her knees, hugging Michelle’s head to her bosom. "It isn’t your fault. I didn’t want to cum until you finished, OK?"

She licked the tear off of Michelle’s cheek, then tongue kissed her hard, caressing her honey blonde hair as their tongues caressed each other. After pulling away from Michelle, Miss K said, "Relax. You had fun, right?"

"Mmhmm," Michelle said before giving Miss K a peck on the lips. "Now let me get that, um, stuff ready to pour for the mold.

"Hey K!" Tracy said as she kneeled down and stroked the still-hard dick. "Want my help in making you cum?"

"Sure," Miss K beamed up at Tracy as Michelle got to her feet and pulled her pants up.

Tracy helped Miss K up to her feet, then sat her down on a table next to the one Michelle was preparing the silicone on. Then, she turned away from her friend and jumped up on her lap. "Lift me up, K. I wanna give Michelle a show while I make you cum, OK?" Tracy said as she lifted her butt up a bit.

Miss K obliged Tracy’s request and lifted her up, then lowered her down as she guided the huge member in between her sugar walls. She then lifted Tracy’s legs up at the knees, holding on to them as Tracy circled her hips on her friend’s dick. As she felt Tracy rock her hips back and forth, squeezing her dick inside her pussy, she started pumping Tracy’s pussy as she watched Michelle prep the silicone to be poured into the mold.

Suddenly, Tracy reached behind her and pulled her friend into a deep tongue kiss, working her wet pussy on Miss K’s dick as their faces were obscured by a tangle of auburn and platinum blonde. She then reached down and pulled at Miss K’s nipple, her tongue in her friend’s ear.

"So you wanna flood my fucking pussy with cum, huh? Show this bitch what a horny li’l big dicked slut you are, huh?" Tracy panted into Miss K’s ear.

"Shut up you fucking slut! I know you just wanna get pumped full of cum, huh slut!" Miss K hissed back.

"Yeah, bitch, fill me with your cum, unless you’re too much of a bitch to do it!" Tracy leered as she reached down and squeezed Miss K’s balls. "Flood me with your fucking cum!"

Miss K gritted her teeth and grunted as she fucked up into Tracy’s wet, milking pussy, feeling her cum bubble up. Just as she felt her dick pass the point of no return, she felt Tracy pull her into a kiss just as she shot her load deep inside of Tracy, a few drops sliding down her shaft with each pump to pool at the base of her dick. Miss K groaned into her friend’s mouth as she was depositing her load up Tracy’s cunt until she felt the last drop ooze out her piss-slit.

Letting her tongue dance with Tracy’s a bit before pulling away and saying, "Thanks Trace. I needed that."

"I see that," Tracy said, fingering the cum that pooled at the babe of her friend’s dick and then offering what was on her fingers in Michelle’s direction. "Hey Michelle! Want a taste?"

"Sure," Michelle said, putting down the bag in which she was mixing the silicone, walking over and sucking the cum off of Tracy’s fingers before opening her mouth and swallowing it. "You have some nice tasty cum, Kayla. Nice and creamy."

"Why thank you!" Miss K said, barely suppressing a giggle.

She then pulled her limp dick out of Tracy, then helped her down to the floor. After that, she walked over to Michelle, who was picking up the silicone mixing bag and getting ready to pour it into the mold.

"Wanna do the honors, Kayla?" Michelle said as she passed the bag to Miss K.

"Sure."

"Now just pour it down into the mold. Big as you are, it might take a lot," Michelle said, taking a playful slap at Miss K’s nipple.

"I know you know that all too well. By the way, how long does it take for this stuff to dry?"

"6 hours at least at room temperature. But don’t worry. You should be able to pull this out the mold without any problems."

Miss K closed her eyes in thought, trying to thinking of a way out of the jam she was in. "What time does the post office at the local airport close?"

"10. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, just thinking about something," Miss K said as the silicone began to overflow the mold.

"Hey, careful there!" Michelle warned Miss K. "You don’t wanna waste too much of that stuff."

Carefully, she helped Miss K turn the bag upright before Miss K chucked it in a nearby garbage can. She then went looking for her jersey and panties as Michelle went looking for a box.

"Here’s a box for you to hold the mold in," Michelle said as she passed it off to Tracy. "And since I have a feeling you want to mail this somewhere, here’s a bag of packing material," she continued as she passed a bag off to Miss K.

"Thanks a lot," Miss K said as she gave Michelle a hug and a peck. "Is this gonna cost me anything extra."

"No, sugar. However, I might have to contact your lawyer after that battering ram you shoved in me. My pussy is gonna be sore for a week!" Michelle said before everyone broke out in a laugh.

"Hey, just call it my tip," Miss K said as she pulled the tailored jersey over her head.

Michelle stopped to say something, then laughed and shook her head. "Never mind." Looking over at Tracy, she said, "could you hold this basin down while I ease out this mold?"

"Sure," Tracy said as she walked over to Michelle. "Not a problem."

***

Miss K pulled in the SUV into the motel parking lot, holding on to the bag of Boston Market food she picked up. In addition, she had another bag with a small bottle of bleach, thinking that if she was going to let Tracy get a ride out of that dildo, it should be cleaned off well before being sent on its way.

After putting her vehicle in park, she pulled the bags out of the passenger seat, then locked the door and walked up to her motel room. When she tried the knob on the hotel room, she found that it was unlocked, so she opened the door and walked into the room. She saw Tracy laying back on the single bed, idly rubbing her pussy as a porno movie played on the TV.

"Hey, Trace!" Miss K said as she placed the bags down on the table. "Do you know how much those movies cost?"

"Yeah…that’s why I’m getting them while I’m traveling on your tab," Tracy shot back with a smile. Taking a sniff at the air, Tracy continued, "I smell that you brought the food. What did you get?"

"Oh, just something as non-fast food like as possible," Miss K said as she laid out the two plates she picked up from Boston market, as well as some plastic utensils. "Let’s eat. I’m famished from earlier today."

"Well, if you didn’t shoot all the protein out your body with your cum…"

"Hush, Trace. Ain’t like you were complaining earlier," Miss K said with a smile as she sat down at the table. "Now let’s eat."

The two women ate their food without incident, with Miss K trying to finish as soon as she could so she could spring her surprise on Tracy. As soon as she finished her meal, Miss K nursed her lemonade, watching as Tracy finished up her food. When Tracy decided to start munching on a corn muffin, Miss K made her move.

"Tracy!"

"Yeah."

"Do you wanna know what’s in the other bag I brought in?"

"Is it a nice bottle of chardonnay?"

Pulling the bottle onto the table, Miss K simply said "nope," as she pulled the bottle of bleach onto the table.

"What’s the bleach for?"

"Well, I gotta clean that dildo off after you use it," Miss K said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Tracy said in a seductive voice, wiggling her body just so to turn her friend on.

"I bet sometimes you wish you had two of me, right?" Miss K said, pawing at her hardening dick through her thong.

"Mmhmm," Tracy said as she lifted up her breasts and licked her nipples through the wifebeater. "I’d love to have to of you pounding out my holes, feeling your big, hard, curvy bodies on me."

"Well," Miss K said as she walked over to the mold on the dresser and peeled the mold out the dildo. "I want to see you warm yourself up for me while I do likewise. Wanna do that?"

"Wow!" Tracy said as she took the dildo from her friend’s hands. "It’s just like a version of your big thing," she said as she ran her hands over it. "Even has that slight curve you have."

"So," Miss K said as she sat down, pulled her thong aside and pulled her dick out. "Shall I watch you warm up?"

"Definitely!" Tracy said as she slid off her mini-skirt, then kneeled up on the bed.

As she rubbed the tip of the dildo across her clit, she looked down at her crotch, her long, platinum blonde tresses cascading down over her head. Slowly, she rocked her hips back and forth on the tip, letting the rubber get wet and warm up between her soft nether lips. Eventually, she settled the tip of the dildo at the opening to her sweet peach and eased it in, moaning as she felt her labia stretch around and suck in the head. She looked at her friend stroking her dick with one hand and mauling a breasts through her jersey with the other, eventually locking eyes with her as she pulled her shirt off. She licked her lips for her friend, rocking her hips on the silicone member before pulling on her nipples with her hands.

"Yeah," Miss K said as she idly stroked her cock. "You look so hot right now."

"See how much your tip stretched me?" Tracy moaned out as she spread her lips, showing how obscenely the dildo stretched out her insides. She lowered herself a few inches on the dildo, then rocked on it saying, "See how much your stretch my poor pussy lips, how your shaft rubbing on my clit! God, I love it!"

"Yeah," Miss K said as she jacked her dick faster and faster, her free hand holding onto her balls. "I love how that looks! Shove it all in! I wanna see you fuck yourself."

Tracy pushed her hips down and grunted as she felt the rubbery member stretch her insides, the friction on her dry from the dry rubber making her grit her teeth to stay stable. When she got about all of it in, Tracy laid back o the bed, perching herself up just enough to see her friend’s reaction, and started pulling it out of her, pulling her close to cumming from the friction. Slowly, she built up the speed of the thrusts, twisting it around so it would hit her g-spot just as she thrust it in. She saw with hazy eyes Miss K jerking her thick member up and down, wishing it was her flesh and blood tool pounding into her pussy. In the background, she could hear the slapping of flesh, feel her clit get tugged off to another replace as she fucked herself harder and harder. Then, she decided to slow down just a bit, twisting the dildo around her wet pussy with a could of slow strokes before pulling it out and sucking her own juices off the tip.

"God, your dick is so big," Tracy said as she rubbed her sensitive pussy lips, feeling how raw her nerves were. "I’d love to have to have two of these pounding me out," she said as she got up and stood in front of Miss K.

"One at my pussy…" Tracy continued as she grabbed Miss K’s dick and rubbed the tip on her clit.

"…And the other in my asshole, stretching me out," she said as she pushed the tip of the dildo inside her ass. "Filling me up!. Would you like to do the honors?"

"Oh, I’d love to," Miss K said as she caressed her dick.

Tracy climbed up on Miss K’s chair, placing her knees on either side of her friend’s thighs as she held onto the dildo. Then, she grabbed Miss K’s shaft and lowered herself onto it in one slow, smooth motion, moaning from the feel of Miss K’s pulsating dick inside of her.

Handing the dildo to Miss K, Tracy said, "Now shove that rubber thing in me good! Act like it’s your second dick, OK baby?"

Miss K simply held Tracy to her chest firmly as she shoved the dildo up her back passage. When she felt it hit bottom, she bent down and kissed Tracy hard on the lips, Tracy’s hand trapped between them as she felt how full she was. Quickly, Miss K thrust both her real dick and the rubber copy in her hand in and out of Tracy, feeling her cum almost instantaneously from being filled so much. She kept plowing away at Tracy, feeling her hard nipples rub Tracy’s through the jersey she was still wearing as her thick shat pushed through that velvet vise. When she felt Tracy’s hips snap on top of hers, her pussy almost pulling her dick off of her body, she let go in a hurry, feeling like her body was being pulled out of her pee slit as she began to cum, groaning as she deposited another load in her and feeling like she was shooting out a gallon out of her hard dick.

She came to a few moments later, feeling Tracy lick on the nape of her neck, feeling her raise up off of her dick before disconnecting with a loud pop. She then felt more than saw Tracy give her sensitive head a lick and her shaft a caress.

"Man, I just love your dick," Tracy said as she gave the head a peck. "Heck, I know why men what these things so much, think about them and all that. After all, who wouldn’t want their flesh to be the most powerful and dominating force it could be. Heck, I know why even you couldn’t give it up among other things."

Shaking a bit of the cobwebs out of her head, Tracy continued, "Shit, I love, no, need every inch of your flesh, from your dick to your strong muscles, even though big saltwater bags under your skin."

Miss K reached down, pulled Tracy by the hair, and then leered at her, "Bitch, I don’t need to be reminded I have fake tits!" She then pulled Tracy’s head up to her and kissed her deeply, then pulled away. "You thought I was mad, huh?" Miss K said with a giggle.

"Yeah, bitch!" Tracy said with a playful slap. "You’re crazy."

"And you love it, big baby!" Miss K said as she gave Tracy a peck on the cheek. "Now where’s that dildo?"

"On the table behind you."

Miss K got up, then picked up the dildo and the bottle of bleach from the table behind her. As Tracy went to lay back down on the bed and veg out on the TV, Miss K filled the bathroom sink with warm water, then poured some bleach in and cleaned the dildo with a washcloth. After drying it off, she filled the box with packing material, then placed the dildo inside of it and closed it up, making sure the address written on there was correct.

"Now where are my panties…"

"There’s by the chair, K," Tracy said as she gestured in that general direction. "Remember? You pulled them off to jerk off?"

"That’s right," Miss K said as she pulled her manhood up between her legs, then pulled her thong panties up under her jersey.

She then walked over to the box, picked it up and walked over to Tracy. "I gotta go run this to the airport. I should be back in a half-hour, OK?" Miss K said as she gave Tracy a goodbye kiss.

"No problem. I’ll keep it warm for you, even if you pumped your balls dry without me," Tracy said with a giggle.

"Well," Miss K said as she picked up her purse. "I can always make more baby batter for ya babe. See ya in a bit!"

"Bye!" Tracy said as she saw Miss K open the door.

"And one last thing before I go," Miss K said as she stopped in the doorway.

"What?"

"You know how to boot up my laptop, right?" Miss K said, motioning to her laptop in the corner.

"Yeah. Why?’

"Find something fun for us to do, Trace. I think we’ve run out of cops who want to blackmail us, so we need to do something tomorrow. Just make sure wherever we go that we head west, OK?"

"Cool. Will do, K."

"See ya!" Miss K said as she slid out the door.

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