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The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K: Golden State Revival

by Brett Lynn

 

"Last night was fun, hey Trace?"

Tracy giggled, then breezily replied, "yeah, that was fun."

The two ladies shared a pregnant pause as the black SUV sped down I-15, MOP's "Cold as Ice" blaring on the stereo and the windows wide open to let the wind whip through their hair. Tracy had her blonde tresses pressed straight and blowing away from her caramel face, with nothing but coral pink lip gloss on it. She wore nothing but a wifebeater, a pair of daisy dukes and some platform sandals. Meanwhile, Miss K let her dark chocolate skin bask in the sun as she drove, wearing lipstick to match her auburn hair along with a white Dolce & Gabana tube top. She wore a pair of black platform boots to go with her black micro-mini and a black thong to hold in her big black secret. Miss K had run her hand through her hair to get out some of the tangles when she heard her cell phone ringing.

"I wonder who could that be," Miss K said as she picked up the phone.

"Hello? Hey, what's up? What gives? You're concerned about the bill you just got? What for? Oh, those charge. So what? It's just some fucking ecstasy. I pay you to get me off of stuff like that. You ain't my moms. No, I don't have it on me. I used it all last night. Anyway, so how are the investments going? OK. Nice. Not bad. Anyway, that's for the info."

"What was that about, K?"

"Nothing much," Miss K said. "My lawyer was a bit nervous about the ecstasy showing up on my credit card bill."

"What's the big deal? It's all in good fun, right K?"

"Yeah. Do you believe that stuff? Shit had me thinking I was in love with you," Miss K said with an awkward laugh. "Do you believe that shit?"

"Yeah," Tracy continued with that awkward laugh. "Had us getting a luvvy-duvvy and shit."

"I can't believe it. No wonder they call that shit the hug drug!"

"Yeah, I know. I've seen people fall in love before with E!"

"Besides, sex is too fun, too easy and too non-habit forming. You'd think I'd ever give that up for some love?"

Tracy giggled, then replied, "yeah. All of a sudden, our lust-craved asses wanna be like some soap-opera chicks. I enjoy a good pounding WAY too much!" Then, she sat back up in her seat and said, "though I can't front about last night. The sex was unreal."

"Yeah," Miss K trailed off. She then reached over and rubbed the seam of Tracy's shorts right over her clit, making Tracy gasp in shock.

"Here's a little something to remember who I am," Miss K said as she unbuttoned Tracy's sort, slipped her hand inside and rubbed Tracy's cunny, having her thumb rub her clit. She slipped a couple of fingertips between her friend's labia, eliciting a moan from Tracy as she pressed her pussy into Tracy's hand. Miss K began turned on as she heard Tracy moan and felt Tracy get hot, making her nipples pop through her top and her dick nearly pop out from under her skirt. Feeling how tight her thong became, Miss K pulled it aside with the hand on the steering wheel and let her hard dick pop out, giving it a few gratuitous strokes while still rubbing Tracy's pussy before pulling over to the side of the road.

"Here a contest I have for you," Miss K said as she turned to face Tracy. "I want to see who I can get off faster, me or you, and whoever does has to finish off the other, OK?"

"Yeah," Tracy panted out as Miss K rubbed her clit.

"I can't wait for you to eat out my pussy."

"Oh really," Miss K said as she twisted her fingers around Tracy's clit and slowly stroked her own hard dick. "It's on now. I can't wait to fill that tight tummy of yours with my cum."

Miss K dipped her fingers into Tracy's moist quim and dragged them back over Tracy's clit, petting her kitty as she slowly stroked her cock. She kept that up as Tracy rode her hand, holding onto the door handle to keep her stable. Feeling her dick flex in her hand, she twisted her fingers around Tracy's clit feeling the little pebbles harden in her grasp. As she kept working her fingers on the clit, she began to pull on it some, almost jerking it off as she rubbed her fingertips over the tip. She stroked herself harder, licking her lips at Tracy's heaving body and hard nipples, thinking about just giving it up and shoving her dick balls deep into that wet pussy. Instead, she plunged two fingers deep into Tracy and felt out for her g-spot, eliciting a high pitched squeal from Tracy when she did. She began to twist her fingers inside of her pussy, tapping her g-spot with her fingertips as her thumb idly rubbed Tracy's clit. She spit in the palm of her hand and rubbed her cock some more as she felt Tracy's cunt begin to clamp down on her fingers.

"So, it looks like I'm gonna win," Miss K said as she pumped and twisted her fingers inside of Tracy, rubbing the clit with her thumb.

"No…no you're not," Tracy panted as she tried to keep herself perfectly still.

"Yes you are little girl!"

"Nuh-uh! You are not making me cum," Tracy said as she tried to resist the onslaught on her pussy.

"Really," Miss K said as she bend over to suck Tracy's nipple into her mouth through her wife beater, flicking her tongue at her nipple through her shirt. As she pumped her fingers as hard as she could, she felt Tracy arch her back right into her mouth and clamp down on Miss K's fingers with her pussy, pulling on them as she came.

"Oh god, you're such a bitch," Tracy giggled as she rode through her orgasm, smiling at her friend through lust hazed eyes.

"But I doubt you mind now, huh?" Miss K said as she slowed down her fingers, letting Tracy come down from her cum nice and slow. She smiled as she saw Tracy's body start to calm down, taking her mouth off of Tracy's breasts and giving her a nice, wet tongue kiss as she extracted her fingers from Tracy's pussy and her hand from Tracy's shorts.

Miss K pulled away from the kiss, sat back down in her seat and slowly stroked her dick for Tracy's eyes, licking her lips and looking over at Tracy before reaching up and stroking Tracy's hair with her free hand.

"Now, it's time for you to pay up, Trace."

Miss K pulled Tracy's head to her dick, then gasped as she felt Tracy's mouth open up, her tip sliding over Tracy's tongue. Little by little, she pushed Tracy's head down onto her shaft, feeling her dick get slowly inhaled into Tracy's throat. As she jerked Tracy's head up and down, she pulled the tube top off of her breasts with her free hand and lifted a nipple up to her mouth to lick and suck on. Squeezing her breast as she did so, she pushed Tracy's head down on her dick until there was only a couple of inches outside her mouth, then held her head still as she pushed the last two inches up to her lips.

"Stick your tongue out for me, Tracy! Lick my balls!" Miss K said as she squeezed her tits with both hands, pinching at her nipples.

She shivered when she felt Tracy's tongue lick her balls, tugging on her nutsack a bit before slowly lifting her head completely off of her dick, swirling her tongue around the tip. She felt Tracy slowly plunge her head onto and off of her dick, milking her cock with her throat as she teased her nipples. After each stroke, Tracy lapped her tongue around Miss K's swollen head, making her shake in her seat. With one last plunge, Tracy sucked on Miss K's flexing dick as hard as she could, swirling her tongue around the thick spit-slick chocolate stick as she tried to suck out the delicious inside. Miss K felt her suck harder on her dick as she felt Tracy's head get lower and lower, playing with her pebble hard nipples as she felt an orgasm come on. Frustrated by Tracy's teasing, though, Miss K forced Tracy's head all the way down just as her friend began to suck on her entire dick hard. She bent over, squeezed Tracy's head hard and tightened her hips as she shot her load into Tracy's stomach, feeling her cum coat her friend's esophagus. As she began to relax, she felt Tracy slowly pull her head off of her dick, still sucking on her way up. As she stared off into the distance, she felt Tracy clean off the last of her cum off of the tip of her dick, then give it a light peck with her lips. As she let herself come down from her orgasm, she stared off into the distance, physically relaxed.

"Is everything OK, K?" Tracy asked as she looked at her friend.

"Yeah, Trace," Miss K said with a preoccupied tone, pulling her tube top back over her breasts and tucking her dick back into her thong. "I'm alright. I'm just coming down from the head, you know?"

"Yeah," Tracy said as she gave Miss K a kiss on the cheek. "Nice to know I rock your world like that."

"Thanks," Miss K coolly said with a smile as she started her car and looked onto the interstate. "That was fun." She then pulled back onto I-15, speeding off into the distance, her body completely relaxed.

 

After a long drive across the California desert, they arrived at their Hollywood hotel, ready to stretch their legs after the long journey. After getting stable on their legs, Miss K handed the SUV keys to the valet, then she and Tracy walked over to the hotel concert to pick up their keys.

"Man, that was a nice trip," Miss K said as she walked away from the counter. "The view was pretty gorgeous out there."

"Aww, you're so sweet," Tracy said as she pressed for the elevator. "I know you like staring at me when you're driving, but you didn't have to go through all that to say so."

"Yeah, yeah, you're cute too," Miss K said with a laugh as the two stepped onto the elevator. "Let's relax a bit and enjoy Tinseltown. I know there must be something popping around here."

The elevator opened up on their floor, and the two walked out, ready to relax in their room. When they arrived, they saw that the room was open, with a lingering maid still making one of the beds. The maid's butt stuck out of her rose pink utilitarian dress, and she looked like she had a good sized pair of breasts. Miss K saw a golden opportunity to have some more fun, thinking about how that maid's pussy might taste on her lips and feeling her thong tighten on her dick. She licked her lips, then turned to Tracy and nodded her head, grinning like mad.

"No way…OK OK K!" Tracy whispered. "Just let me watch."

"No prob Trace. I'll give you a good show," Miss K said with a wink.

The tall transsexual slid off her high heels, slid a condom out of her purse and into her thong and quietly walked behind the maid. She then got down on her knees and slid her head under the maid's dress, making the maid stiffen up. Sensing her opportunity, she lifted up the maid's dress and held up her skirt, licking the panty-covered slit of the maid and making her squirm on her tongue. Miss K then slid her hand up the maid's back and caressed it, trying to get her to relax as she soaked the gusset of the maid's panties with her spit.. Once it was good and soaked, she began to lick the maid's pussy through her panties, making her purr as she licked along. Miss K pulled down the maid's panties down to her ankles, then pressed her lips to the top of the maid's asscrack and dribbled her spit, making the maid scream when she felt the sensation.

"Who is this?" the maid managed to pant out in a heavy Mexican accent.

"I'm just the person who's going to stay in this room," Miss K said before placing her lips on the maid's hairy pussy and humming on it. "I just want to give you a tip. Do you mind?"

"No," the maid replied, falling down onto the bed as she held onto the sheets for dear life.

Miss K snaked her tongue around the hairs on her labia, teasing her with the tip of her tongue. As she held her cheeks a bit apart, Miss K licked a path through the maid's pubic hair, then flicked her tongue along the exposed skin in rhythm to the girl's moans. She burrowed her tongue under the maid's clit hood and squirmed her tongue right on the maid's clit as she let a fingertip slide through her wet labia. Then, she sucked hard on the clit, humming on it as she held on to the maid's hips with her free hand. She felt the maid begin to buck on her hips as she slid one of the maid's inner labia into her mouth, licking the inside of it as she hummed on it. She quickly slid a couple of fingers inside the maid's wet pussy, looking to push the maid quickly over the edge as she pumped them in and out. Finding that she didn't quite finish that quickly, she again sucked on the maid's tiny clit, dragging her fingers along the sugar walls as she furiously pumped her fingers inside of her. Suddenly, she heard the maid stiffen up just as she felt her pussy clamp down on her fingers. As she let the maid came, she held her fingers still, gently sucking on her clit as her pussy pulled on her fingers, the moans of the maid making both her nipples and her dick hard.

Feeling that the maid was beginning to settle down, she pulled aside her thong and stroked her now-hard dick, stealing a bit of the maid's wetness on her palm to lube it up. As she gently licked on the maid's clit, she quietly opened her condom, then slowly rolled it onto her huge, hard dick, loving the wetness trapped inside of the latex.

Miss K looked over her shoulder and saw Tracy leaning against a wall, both of her hands buried in her crotch as she looked at the scene in front of her. As Miss K stood up, she showed off her hard dick for Tracy's eyes, eliciting a smile and a shudder from Tracy. In turn, Tracy put a finger up over her lips, then pointed to the closed door. She sank another finger inside of herself, then slowly started fucking herself.

"Go fuck her good, K!" Tracy said in a whisper, her eyes now shut with lust as Miss K caressed the maid's pussy with her fingers, then turned to line up her dick with the maid's wet cunt.

"You wanna get fucked, little girl?" Miss K asked as she continued to caress the maid's pussy, using her free hand to free her breasts from the tube top and lift a nipple up to her lips.

"Yes, mamasita," the maid cooed out, moving her hips in rhythm to Miss K's fingers.

"Here it comes!"

Miss K pressed the tip of her thick dick into the maid's pussy, holding onto the maid's hip with one hand while playing with a nipple with the other. After reaching down to flick her fingers on the maid's clit, Miss K slid her huge dick into the maid balls deep in one smooth stroke, making the maid scream in half pleasure and half pain and causing her to writhe onto her. Miss K slid her hands up the sides of her maid, lifting her up as she did, then squeezed the maid's huge breasts through her uniform dress, making her almost orgasm as she pinched her hard nipples.

"Are you OK?" Miss K said, somewhat concerned about the maid's reaction.

"Yeah, j-just surprised that you were really a man and hombres like you don't like girls and oh God! You're so biiig! Fuck me mami!" she gasped as she felt Miss K raked her hard nipples against the maid's uniform dress, trying to overwhelm her mind with sensation.

"As you wish," Miss K responded as she kissed the maid hard on the lips, sucking the maid's tongue into her mouth. As she did this, she unbuttoned the maid's dress to maul her tits through her utilitarian bra and slowly began to pump the maid's pussy. The maid's body shook with the force of each stroke, the friction inside of her making her gasp ever single second. Miss K then let the maid's body drop down to the bed in front of her, rubbing the maid's clit with one hand as she played with her nipples with her free hand. As she kept using the maid's pussy to her delight, Miss K looked over her shoulder at Tracy and smiled when she saw her eyes fixed her fucking and her hands fixed in the crotch of her hands, pumping in perfect rhythm to her strokes. Her dick flexed inside of the maid as she heard Tracy moan off in the distance as she fell down on top of the maid's body, laying her weight on the maid's as she kept pumping away at the maid's pussy. The maid, in response, writhed her pinned body under Miss K's body, gasping for air as she felt her insides get pulled on by the transsexual's large dick as her clit grinding on the bedspread fabric. Quickly, the maid began to stiffen up once again, as Miss K's furious thrusts had driven her to yet another orgasm, her pussy clamping down hard on Miss K's dick as she gasped for air.

Miss K rode out the maid's orgasm, grinding her hard nipples on the maid's dress before pulling her dick out of the maid's pussy. She then eased her hard, sensitive dick out of the maid's body and pulled off her slick condom, stroking the raw tip in her hands and making her nipples burn with feeling. She flipped over the limp maid on the bed, then climbed on with her knees and placed her tip on the maid's lips, who promptly opened her mouth and began to softly suck it. Miss K stroked her shaft hard with her left hand as she brushed the maid's hair away from her face with the right. As the maid's swirled her tongue around the tip, Miss K felt herself let go as she held onto one breast and let her milk go into the maid's mewling mouth. As she felt her dick release its spend, then lifted up both of her breasts and licked on each of her nipples, making her purr a bit just before almost catching her tongue in her throat as she felt another tongue on her ass.

"Trace?" Miss K called out as she looked over her shoulder.

"Yeah, it's me," Tracy said as she popped up from under her friend. "Your ass was just sticking out and since I'd just finished cumming, I couldn't resist."

"Slut!" Miss K said as she pulled her dick out the maid's mouth and tongue kissed Tracy hard on the lips, almost sucking her breath away. She then gave Tracy a hard slap on the ass and said, "you know I love it though."

"Damn right," Tracy said as she lightly grabbed a piece of Miss K's ass.

"So, maid, what's your name?" Miss K asked.

"Carlotta, señora," the maid breathlessly replied.

"Sorry about that, but you looked like too much fun," Miss K said with a smile. "I didn't mean to fuck you half into a coma. I must have cost you a few tips cleaning these rooms while I was fucking you silly, right?"

"Si, yeah…"

"Get me my purse Trace," Miss K said, pointing in the general direction of the door. "I'm gonna give you $100 right now, Carlotta. It should make up for the lost time. Are you gonna give me some nice service for my stay here?"

"Yes, mamichula!" Carlotta said as she slowly got her bearings and pulled up her panties. "I'll make sure we do an excellent job for you, um…"

"Kayla, and this is my friend over here Tracy," Miss K said as she took the money from Tracy's hand and handed it over to Carlotta. "Here you go, and make sure to open the door for the bellboys on the way out."

"OK, mami," Carlotta said as she stood up and walked to the door. When she reached the door, she turned and said "enjoy your stay, mamasita!", punctuating it with a wink.

"See what this body has got me?" Miss K said with a wide grin as she laid back on the bed. "Now, I'm getting great hotel service."

"Just like a slut, huh?" Tracy said with a giggle before flopping down on the bed.

"Bitch!" Miss K said before sticking out her tongue and enjoying a good belly laugh before basking in the sun that shone through the window.

 

 

As Miss K descended down the final drop of Space Mountain, the adrenaline rush was unreal. Every single inch of her body felt weak, her balance was out of whack and her heart was pumping like mad. "Wow! This is fun!" she thought to herself, delirious in joy. As the roller coaster began to coast down to the end, and she finally caught a glimpse of light, she looked over to Tracy and saw her giggling hoarsely, reminding her of the high-pitched screams that had hit her ears just a few moments ago. Slowly, a packed platform with a sci-fi tableau showed up in front of them. In no time, the Disney World attendant hurriedly helped Tracy out of her seat and onto the platform. When the attendant got to Miss K, she had a bit of a struggle getting the big transsexual to her feet until another guy ran over and helped her onto a pair of two wobbly feet. She smoothed out her pink baby tee and knee-length denim skirt, then ambled over to a waiting Tracy. Following the crowd out of the Space Mountain, Miss K and Tracy stumbled out into the bright Southern California sun.

"Aren't you glad I talked you into taking me into Disneyland now?" Tracy said coquettishly as they walked along.

"Oh hell yeah!" Miss K said as she slowly got her balance back. "That was a fucking rush, you know? It brings back memories too, of when I was out here when I was a kid. It's a shame you didn't do it then."

"But I'm here now, following your slutty ass," Tracy said back, pressing up to Miss K's body.

"Ah, come on, Trace. This is supposed to be a family park, remember?"

"You weren't thinking family when you were looking at my wet t-shirt on Splash Mountain, weren't you?" Tracy said with a giggle.

Miss K shook her head, causing a few of her auburn locks to fall in front of her face, then letting out of a laugh as she thought about how nice Tracy's hard nipples looked in that tight, wet, white t-shirt. "You got a point. You definitely got a point."

After almost walking right into another woman, Miss K looked up and saw a refreshment stand and remembered how hoarse she was. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a $20 bill and handed it to Tracy. "Could you do me a favor and get us some eats, Trace? I'll try to find us a table to sit down at, OK?"

"Sure. I think I can find you sitting down," Tracy said as she stuffed the money in her tight jeans.

"Nah, I don't think so. You know the preponderance of 6'5" Black red-headed transsexual millionaires," Miss K said before breaking out in laughter again. "See ya in a bit, Trace."

Miss K walked around the tables to find her and Tracy a seat when she found a table with a few chairs empty. Sitting there was a couple of women with a kid in the stroller that looked to be about a year old. One of them was an Amazonian-looking Black girl wearing a black t-shirt stretched to the limits in the chest, while the other was a pixie like Asian girl. After looking at the kid, her first thought was that perhaps they were in-laws on a family vacation.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" Miss K asked the Asian girl.

"Sure, go on ahead. We won't mind," the Black girl answered.

Thinking it was strange that one girl answered for the other, Miss K sat down on the bench by the table. "You don't mind if my friend comes over and sits here, right?" Miss K asked.

"No, not at all," the Black girl asked.

Miss K sat there, thinking about the accent she just noticed. "You're a fellow Noo Yawka, huh?"

"Queens and the Bronx," the girl replied.

"Bed-stuy, do or die, here."

"So how come you didn't beat me up yet?"

"Don't worry, Queens girl. Bloomberg repealed that law that requires us Brooklynites as brawlers."

The two women shared a laugh at the inside joke, then the girl in the black t-shirt extended her hand. "My name is Marilyn, and to my right is my wife Kat and my daughter Mimi."

"The name's Kayla here," Miss K said as she shook Marilyn's hand before freezing up a bit. She pulled out her other hand, looked down at their hands and felt up Marilyn's hand, realizing how big it was. Marilyn, quickly catching on to what Miss K was doing, did likewise with her hands. When they realized how big they were, they both looked up into each other's eyes and said the same thing simultaneously.

"Ain't no way…"

"What's going on?" Kat said in a pronounced lisp.

"Nothing much, babe," Miss K said back, still looking in shock at Marilyn. "What's with the Mrs. Is she OK?"

"Oh, she's just hard of hearing," Marilyn said blithely. "She picked up what you said from reading your lips. Speaking of things hard, I think I have a way of finding out you're for real." She then turned to Kat, got her to face her and mouthed, 'you wanna see if this girl is for real? If you do and she is, I'll let you try that thing you always wanted to do.'

Kat responded simply by nodding her heads while looking lustfully at Miss K, licking her lips and humming to herself.

"OK, Kayla, Kat is down," Marilyn said to Miss K. "Now let me drop off the kid with my sis, and we can see if you're for real or not."

Miss K, Marilyn and Kat got up from the table and began to look for Marilyn's sis, with Miss K and Marilyn sizing each other up.

"Kayla, you're kinda cute there," Marilyn said as she checked out Miss K. "If I weren't happily married, I'd try to pick you up. It would be a shame if you are what you think you are."

"No it wouldn't. You're looking at me, right?" Miss K replied as she almost ran into Kat as she pushed the stroller along. "Damn, your wife is small, Marilyn. How tall is she?"

"Four-seven. I know it's a bit weird, especially because of the height difference between us."

"Yeah, you're almost as tall as me. How tall are you?"

"Six-three."

As they searched the line for Marilyn's sister, Miss K checked out Marilyn. Except for the large hands, she looked very much the typical woman, with the stereotypical hourglass shape, replete with a nice bubble butt and a huge pair of what looked like all natural boobs. "Ain't no fucking way she could be a dude," Miss K thought to herself. "The only way someone born a guy would end up like that is if they started hormones when they were 14 or something."

"Shari! There you are!" Marilyn called out when she spotted her sister. Miss K nearly spotted her panties with pre-cum when she saw Shari. Making up the height difference between her and her sister with a set of four-inch heels, Shari's ultra-curvy body defied the leather bikini top and tight leather pants she was wearing. Her long black hair was teased up big and fell down to her butt, and, much to Miss K's relief, her hands looked very womanly as she clutched her purse.

"Hi sis," Marilyn said as she took the stroller from Kat's hands and handed it over to Shari. "Could you watch Mimi for a bit? Me and Kat gotta run and do something."

"With that flat, ugly thing?" Shari said sarcastically. "Sure, have your fun. Besides, this line isn't exactly my idea of lightning fast. It looks like you're coming back around, Donnie."

"Yeah, yeah, just watch my damn daughter, OK?" Marilyn said with a roll of the eyes.

Before walking off to follow Marilyn and Kat, Miss K said to Shari, "By the way, um…"

"Sharilynn, but you can call me Shari."

"Shari, what exactly are your measurements?"

"36H-23-40. I started out a DDD, but got a little bit of help from Dow-Corning," Shari replied as she caressed a hand down over Miss K's chest. "Maybe you'd like to play later?"

"Sure! Just let me catch at your sister and sister-in-law, OK?" Miss K said as she took Shari's hand and kissed it before hurriedly running off to follow Marilyn and Kat. After catching up with them, the three weaved their way through the crowd as Marilyn led the way to the nearest ladies' room. Once they waited a few minutes in line, the three women furtively snuck into one stall, and Marilyn quickly bolted the door closed.

:"OK, Marilyn. Who's supposed to go first?" Miss K asked, her eyes nervously looking around.

"I don't know about you, but I'm not going to risk touching…you know," Marilyn replied. Then she reached down to Kat's head, gently caressed her head, looked down into her eyes and asked, "honey, you can chose which girl you wanna check first, OK?"

Kat nodded her head, then looked up at the two Amazons standing on either side of her. She flashed her eyes back and forth, then decided to lean up on her wife's leg and squeeze one of her thigh's hard, making Marilyn jump in shock.

"Honey, you know I didn't tuck myself today, so I don't know why…" Marilyn said before her voice trailed off, moaning as Kat gently tongued Marilyn's tip through the loose denim. As she did that, she softly stroked Marilyn's shaft with the denim, teasing her little by little into hardness as Marilyn stroked her hair. She looked up into Marilyn's eyes, then smiled up as her as she continued to stroke the shaft before going back to tongue the tip of her now-hard dick, making her wife's jeans jump with each tongue lashing. She then looked over at Miss K, who was breathless in lust right now, her thong now getting tight as she thought about what that tiny Asian girl could do to her, and flashed a lascivious smile. Finally, Kat reached up, unbuttoned, unbuckled and unzipped her wife's jeans. Kat then reached inside them with both hands and pulled out Marilyn's hard dick, giving it a few tugs before swirling her tongue around the tip and smiling.

"Wow, you are for real," Miss K replied as she looked half-scared and half-puzzled at Marilyn's dick. "How big are you?"

"Nearly 13 inches. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, just curious," Miss K replied, trying anything not to look down. "I'm just saying…it looks bigger than I am."

"Alright, alright," Marilyn said as she struggled to stuff herself back into her jeans, then fastened them back up. "If you're anything like me, you don't exactly like to look at dick all day. Now let's see if you are for real."

Kat looks up into Miss K's eyes, then blindly reached under her skirt, teasing her tights with her soft hands. Quickly, she got to her task and reached up between Miss K's legs, grabbing a handful of her dick and smiling brightly. She stroked the bulging dick as it was still tucked up between Miss K's legs, making it grow in her tiny hand. Purring as she felt the dick grow under her touch, she pulled aside the thong, letting Miss K's dick make an unladylike bulge in her skirt. She then pulled the skirt back and forth on Miss K's swelling tip, making her bite her lip hard to keep from screaming. Finally, she lifted the skirt up over Miss K's dick, humming when she saw that huge chocolate stick pointing out from between Miss K's legs. She reached up and stroked it slowly with her hands then looked up into her wife's eyes and smiled.

"Go ahead, honey. Enjoy," Marilyn said, smiling at her sweet wife.

Miss K looked down and saw the diminutive Asian hold the tip to her lips and lap at her tip, poking her tongue into the peeslit a bit before opening her lips and sucking the sensitive, spongy flesh to her teeth and sliding it across. She saw her open her mouth wide and swallow her dick whole. The second she felt Kat's tongue flick along the underside of her dick, Miss K closed her eyes and bit her lip again, squeezing her tits through her shirt as Kat's wet, soft, sucking mouth slowly descended down her hard shaft. She felt every inch of the girl's mouth rub on her shaft, from her teeth to her lips, even the insides of her cheeks. She felt Kat's throat begin to softly pull on her dick, making her push her hips towards Kat's mouth and forcing Kat's lips flush with the bottom of her shaft. She then felt Kat grab onto her ass and work her dick with her throat, the feeling shooting through her body as she writhed against the bathroom stall wall, reached under her shirt and pinched at her rock hard nipples. She stiffened up as she felt Kat let a little of the now-wet shaft out of her mouth to blow on with her nose, then felt her soft tongue lick and pull at her balls. Miss K grabbed at Kat's hair with one hand as she mauled a breast with the other, desperately wanting to bust off down her throat.

Miss K opened her lust-clouded eyes, then asked Marilyn in a hushed tone, "Can I fuck her throat?"

"Go ahead," Marilyn said as she gave more of her wife's hair for Miss K to hold, then bent down rubbed Kat's pussy through her jeans, making her moan around Miss K's embedded cock. "Besides, for a small woman, she does take a pounding well."

Miss K grabbed onto Kat's hair and start thrusting her hips back and forth, pumping her dick inside of Kat's mouth. Kat reflexively squeezed on Miss K's ass, then let her hands go, sliding a hand inside her jeans to rub her pussy. Miss K felt Kat's mouth pull on her hard shaft and fucked her milking throat harder and harder, her balls slapping on Kat's chin. She purred as she felt Kat moan around her dick, sucking her breath in as Kat's tongue slid around her shaft, even lapping a bit at her tip. Miss K pulled hard on one of her nipples as she pulled on Kat's hair hard, pounding her dick into the willing, moaning mouth as she felt her tongue hold perfectly still and tease along the underside of her dick. As she felt Kat begin to stiffen up, gasping for air as she began to cum, Miss K felt herself get pushed over the edge. She pressed and held her dick flush with Kat's soft lips and began to cum, teasing out the orgasm more by pulling on her nipples as she filled the Asian girl's belly with her milky cum. As she came down from her cum, she found herself panting with a sheen of sweat on her face, her shirt pulled over her tits as she was pulling on her nipples as her skirt bunched up as her dick was still embedded in Kat's sucking throat. She felt Kat purse her lips around her dick and pull her dick out of her mouth with both hands, giving it a couple of idle strokes before completely pulling it out of her mouth and fishing the last bit of cum out of her peeslit with her tongue.

As Miss K straightened herself out, she saw Kat walk over to Marilyn and offer up the same hand she was fingering herself with. Marilyn took it, slowly sucked her juices off of it, and then pulled her wife into a tight hug, giving her a peck on top of her head as they held each other for a moment.

"Hey, hey! We gotta eat you know," Miss K said somewhat obnoxiously.

"OK, Kayla," Marilyn said as she let go of Kat. She looked down into Kat's eyes and asked, "did you enjoy that?"

Kat simply nodded her head, then took Marilyn's hand as she unlatched the door. The three ladies walked out of the bathroom, catching many a glare from the waiting women as they walked back out into the warm sun. After weaving their way through a pack of stoners that had formed in between the food stand and the bathroom, the three ladies split up to find their friends, with Miss K looking for Tracy and Marilyn and Kat looking for Shari. As luck would have it, the tables they were looking for were within a few tables of each other. Tracy's table was filled with what appeared to be an ordinary Midwestern family, while the table Shari got was completely empty.

"Hey, Kayla!" Shari called out. "Why don't you and your friend come sit with us?"

Miss K looked down at Tracy, then motioned in Shari's general direction and said, "So…"

Tracy stood up, looked over at Miss K, then back at the table she was sitting at.

"Let's go K. Get your food, 'cause I'm not carrying it again," Tracy quickly said. Both Tracy and Miss K picked up their trays and walked away from the table they were sitting at. "I'm so glad we're getting away from those weirdoes. From what I gather, they come from Nebraska and…"

"No need to say more," Miss K said as she placed her tray down. "My bad running off like that."

"That's the last time I ask you to save a table," Tracy said as she and Miss K of them sat down. "What did you do, run off and get some or something?"

"Actually, yes," Marilyn chimed in. "My wife just gave your, um, friend a blowjob."

"Huh?" Tracy said as she put down her soda and settled in. "Run that by me again? This sounds interesting."

"OK, here's the deal," Marilyn chimed in. "I was sitting down at a table when your friend Kayla asked if some seats were available at our table. There were, and she sat down, and we started talking. It turns out that me and her might have had something in common. Once we got on that, we went to the bathroom to check it out, and my wife here indulged in a little fantasy she'd always wanted to try, but never had the chance to do so."

"What do you mean you had to go to the bathroom to check that out?" Tracy said as she glanced over in Marilyn's direction. Then, it dawned on her what Marilyn was implying as she looked up and down Marilyn's face and busty, curvy torso. "Nah, ain't no way," Tracy said with a giggle. "You look way too feminine than that. You look like you were born female."

"Well, allow me to check if your friend here is what you're thinking. I'd love it if she was like my Donnie baby," Shari said as she playfully ruffled Marilyn's hair.

"Stop that, Sharilynn," Marilyn said in mock protest, playfully hitting her sister's breast. "You know I hate that name."

"OK, Marilyn, I'll stop," Shari said at she gave her sister a hug. Sharilynn then took a good look at Miss K as she was munching on her hot dog, then said, "lemme find out if she has any hot dogs besides the one in her hand."

Sharilynn slid her hand under the table and underneath Miss K's skirt, teasing her nails on Miss K's inner thighs. She then suddenly reached between Miss K's legs and grabbed her dick through her thong, rubbing it back and forth before pulling it aside and stroking her soft shaft, purring as she felt Miss K's dick harden in her hands.

"Yep, your friend is just like my sis…and almost as hung too! I gotta fuck this!" Sharilynn said to Tracy as Kat looked up and flashed a knowing smile.

"What do you mean almost as hung, um, Sharilynn. You mean that…" she said before pausing and feeling her nipples harden and her pussy start to moisten. "Oh my God!" she said as a wide grin crept across her face. "We gotta all fuck. What does everyone say to that?"

"Sure, Trace," Marilyn said as she pulled the hot dog out of her mouth. "What about you guys?"

"Yeah," Kat replied as she cast her gaze up at her wife.

"I'm OK with it, just as long as someone watches my little Mimi," Marilyn said as she reached back at caressed her baby girl.

"You have a kid?" Tracy said as she let out a nervous

giggle. "OK…"

"Alright, alright, I'll watch the rugrat," Shari chimed in. "I just gotta get my playtime in, you got it?"

"OK, sis, you can fuck after we're finished. OK?"

Marilyn said.

"I'm OK, Marilyn."

"So, where are you guys staying?" Miss K said between sips of her Coke.

"Oh, about 10 minutes away. The modeling agency put me up in a place not too far away from here," Marilyn chimed in.

"You model?" Tracy and Miss K asked at once.

"Sure. I do a little bikini modeling as well as we as some adult spreads now and then," Marilyn chimed in. "That's what has me out West for a bit."

"Cool," Tracy said.

"OK, we'll fuck, but first we gotta eat. I'm fucking hungry and my fries are getting cold," Miss K said before shoveling some fries into her mouth.

"Alright, we can do that," Tracy said with a smile as she sipped on her Coke. "But I can't hardly wait for the hotel."

 

 

After everyone finished eating, Miss K and Sharilynn exchanged cell phone numbers, then the ladies hurried off to their separate cars in Disney's vast parking lot. They figured out where each other was in the parking lot by communicating over their phones, then Miss K's SUV followed Sharilynn's rented car out of the parking lot and into the afternoon traffic of Anaheim. A few minutes' drive on the I-5 freeway later, Miss K followed Sharilynn off the freeway and into the parking lot of a nearby Hilton. After they pulled in next to each other, the ladies all stepped out the car, with Marilyn taking the time to pull her daughter out of the car seat and into her stroller.

"So, Kayla, tell me more about yourself. How did you end up who you are?" Sharilynn asked as she walked up to Miss K. "I'm curious."

"Well, you're not gonna believe this," Miss K said as the group began walking towards the hotel. "The basic story, though, is that I'm a former dot-com multi-millionaire with way too much cash on hand. Anyway, I got kinda bored, then started reading about these shemale stories, and I thought to myself, 'Oh, that's sounds cool.' So I decided to spend close to a mill on plastic surgery instead of, say, books for the inner-city poor, and what you see is the result."

"Wow! That's interesting," Sharilynn said as she led the group into the hotel. "I didn't know you could do that."

"Hey, me neither," Marilyn chimed in. "Shit, if I knew that, I wouldn't have risked it all with the hormones when I was younger."

"Younger? How old are you now?" Tracy asked.

"Oh, I turned 20 back in July," Marilyn said.

"Shit, I'm 9 years older! When did you start? 14 or something?" Miss K said.

"Actually, yeah," Marilyn said as she pressed the button for the elevator, then rolled back with the stroller. "I was envious of my voluptuous sis over here, so I decided to try her body out for size, liver and penis function be damned. Luckily, I had a mom who had more sense then I did and who worked for a pharmaceutical company. As a result, I was able to use chemistry to sculpt this body you see before and, thanks to some goofy jeans, actually, um, enlarge myself."

"Damn, I wish I were so lucky. I wouldn't have spent the extra cash for the lengthening surgery," Miss K quipped.

As they walked into the elevator, Sharilynn purred as she reached for Miss K's dick, sliding a hand underneath her skirt to squeeze it. "So this long black limousine is purchased, huh?" she said before turning to press her ass on it. "I'd love for you to pull up to my bumper."

"Long black limousine?" Kat said with a lisp as she looked up to Marilyn's eyes. After having Marilyn gesture down to her crotch, Kat said "Ooh," then broke out into a giggle.

"Yo, what's the deal with your wife, Marilyn. Is she hard of hearing of something?" Miss K asked.

"Actually, yes."

"Hmmm. That explains a lot," Miss K thought just as the elevator doors opened up. Marilyn pushed the stroller out the elevator, and Shari, Tracy and Miss K followed closed behind. After the short walk to the door, Shari fished out the room key from her purse and opened the door into a good sized living room, with a few magazines on the coffee table and a crib by the window that overlooked the parking lot.

"Well, this is my hotel suite," Marilyn said as she gave a wave and introduced the room. Handing over the stroller to her sister, Marilyn said, "I think my kid is yours for now. I'll try not to be too loud."

"Y'all better not take too long," Sharilynn cracked.

"I might leave your kid and join in."

"No you won't," Marilyn said with a cocky smile. "Now, if you'll follow me ladies, we can get to the bedroom," she said as she walked down the small hallway and opened up the door to her room. With a couple of chairs off to the side, the room was immaculate, with the undisturbed made bed sitting there.

"So, ladies, how shall we start this thing here?" Marilyn said as she turned to face the remaining women.

Miss K responded by bending down and kissing Tracy hard, letting her friend's breasts press into her stomach as she reached into her t-shirt and played a chocolate nipples into pebble hardness. She then bent down and flick her tongue across Tracy's nipple through her shirt, with Tracy holding Miss K's head there in response.

"Why don't you ladies watch us for a bit, and you can join in when you feel comfortable. OK, Marilyn?" Miss K said as stood up, then lifted Tracy onto the bed.

"Sure," Marilyn said as she walked over to take a seat, the diminutive Kat climbing onto her lap for her to cuddle. "I have no problem with that."

Miss K walked around the bed behind Tracy, then kicked off her sneakers and climbed onto the bed on her knees. Once she got on, she cupped Tracy's breasts in her hands and kissed her hard again, pinching her nipples through her shirt. She then unbuttoned Tracy's jeans, pulling them just enough to reveal her thong, then hooked her arms under the sides of the thong as she slid her hands under Tracy's shirt to play with her nipples, moving her arms just so to tweak her clit with her thong. Tracy moaned deeply into Miss K's mouth, grinding her hips against her own thong to squeeze the last bit of feeling from her friend's ministrations, soaking the gusset with her fluids. As they kept kissing, Tracy reached behind her and slid Miss K's skirt up thighs before pulling aside the thong and letting her friend's dick drop down against the back of her thighs, her shoulder blades arching back to press into Miss K's breasts. She felt Miss K pull her head away from the kiss, then pull her arms out of her thong before seeing her lift up her shirt and press her head to one of the exposed breasts, making her suck and lick on a nipple as she idly stroked the hardening shaft.

As Miss K caressed Tracy's blonde hair as she nursed, she looked over her head to see Marilyn and Kat making out, their hands barely but knowingly touching each other. She purred as she felt Tracy's thumb run banc and forth over her tip while enjoying the sight of Marilyn and Kat lost in each other's eyes. She herself lost her vision when she felt Tracy's tongue swirl around the tip of her dick, making her hold on to Tracy's hair to keep her balance. As Tracy stroked it with her free hand, she swallowed more and more of the shaft, moving her head in time with her hands and making Miss K suck in her breath with each stroke. Miss K lifted up each of her nipples for a lick, then pinched them between her fingers, rubbing them as Tracy sucked more and more on her shaft. Finally embedding it in her throat, Tracy milked her friend's shaft with her tongue, lips and throat, sucking hard on her dick. Tracy pulled it out of her throat slowly, sliding her tongue up the underside as she did, then stroked it slowly, licking Miss K's slick cock like a Popsicle.

Tracy purred on Miss K's tip, lapping at it before she said, "you know where I'd like this?"

"Up your ass, right?" Miss K haughtily said as she looked down from between her breasts. "You know you wanna get drilled up there."

"As long as you rub my clit right…" Tracy said before getting on all fours and pulling her jeans and thong to her knees and spreading her legs. "Go on right ahead!" she said as she looked back over her shoulder and arched her back, sticking her ass up high in the air.

Miss K held the small of Tracy's back with one hand and Tracy's neck with the other as she lined the tip of her dick up with Tracy's asshole and shoved it in, with Tracy pushing her ass back, screaming in pain as she did. She leaned over Tracy's back, her nipples just touching Tracy's blonde hair and caramel skin, and started pumping into her friend's ass, with Tracy trashing underneath her. She reached down under Tracy with her free hand and pinched her clit between her fingers, rubbing it between her fingers and scratching it with her nails. She slowly her hips into Tracy, holding her steady with her neck as she felt Tracy's asshole squeeze on her dick. She rubbed and flick at Tracy's clit, letting the burn her dick was causing in Tracy's ass turn her and her friend on. Miss K tossed her long auburn hair over her shoulder, then reared back on her knees and grabbed onto Tracy's soft ass, continuing the stimulation on her clit as she drove her dick with her hips hard and fast into Tracy. When she decided to chuck her shirt, she let her hips work on stretching Tracy's tight ass, pounding her hips on the soft flesh as she played with her nipples with her spare hand, playing Tracy's nub like a guitar.

As she looked out in front of her, she saw Kat slide one hand back and forth over a bulge in Marilyn's jeans, the other hand buried in her jeans and obviously rubbing herself. The two ladies were making out still, lazily kissing each other as they looked on at the scene in front of them. Marilyn broke off the kiss, looked into Kat's eyes and whispered, "I'll be back. Don't worry though…your turn is next."

She stole one more kiss, then lifted Kat up off of her lap and placed her down on the chair. Marilyn then pulled her black t-shirt off, revealing a white silk Victoria's Secret bra, and pulled off her jeans, showing off her hard brown dick. After giving it a few quick strokes, she looked down at Tracy and fed the girl her dick, running it across her lips before letting it slip into her mouth. She squeezed her breasts through her bra as Tracy nursed on the tip, moaning around it as Miss K kept pounding on her ass. She undid the front clasp on her bra, letting her all-natural 38DD drop down into her hands as Tracy kept gently sucking on her tip, slipping one of her fingers in her mouth as she did so. Once she pulled the finger out of her mouth, Tracy inadvertently swallowed more of Marilyn's impossibly thick dick as Miss K drove her dick hard into her ass and held it inside, running it along her tender flesh. When she recomposed herself, she sucked hard on the dick as she grabbed Marilyn's ass with one hand and slid her wet finger into her ass with the other, using her fingertip to tickle the prostate. Marilyn gasped in pure pleasure as she did that, making herself stiffen up as her senses were overloaded by Tracy's ministrations.

Miss K looked up at Tracy sucking Marilyn's dick and felt her dick flex inside of Tracy, her nipples feeling harder as she saw how Tracy was sucking her dick. She slowly down her thrusts a bit and lengthened them, wanting to feel Tracy's sphincter pulling on her like Tracy's lips were pulling on Marilyn's dick. She used Tracy's ass to slowly stroke her off as she saw Tracy jerk Marilyn's dick with one hand and pump her asshole with the finger in her free hand.

"Feels good, don't it?" Miss K asked Marilyn.

"Oh yeah," she replied as she squeezed her breasts together, rubbing her nipples against each other as her hips began to reflexively buck into Tracy's mouth, making her scream more on her dick and tease the nerves on Marilyn's tip.

"Wouldn't you like to fuck this girl's ass? It's nice and tight."

"Gee, I dunno…I mean, she sucks some nice dick, but…"

Miss K held herself and Tracy still with one hand as she fished in her skirt pockets. After pulling out just about everything, she managed to pull out a couple of condoms and tossed them by Tracy's head. "What do you say, huh?" I'll let her ride me, then you can climb on her ass from behind."

"Well," Marilyn said before sucking in her breath as Miss K flicked her tongue around her tip. "I guess it would be safe…"

"…and don't worry about the condoms. You'll feel everything," Miss K said with a wink. "So whatcha say?" she said as she slowly eased her dick out of Tracy's ass, eliciting a long moan from Tracy.

"Oh, alright," Marilyn said as she gently pushed away from Tracy. Tracy quickly pulled her finger out of Marilyn's ass and Marilyn's dick out of her mouth, then crawled over to where Miss K was laying prone, her dick sticking up straight as she okayed her fingers over the top part of the spit-slick cock. She straddled Miss K's frame on her knees, then slowly lowered herself onto Miss K's dick in one smooth motion, gently bouncing her ass on Miss K's balls when she was flush to Miss K's hips. As she toyed with her clit, Miss K reached up and toyed with her nipples, pulling her down by them gently until their breasts were mashed together, their hard nipples rubbing on each other as Tracy's ass stuck up. Soon after, Marilyn slid onto the bed on her knees, her weight sagging on the mattress as she slowly stroked her condom-covered dick.

"Hey, Marilyn, um, I know this should go without saying but…" Miss K said as Tracy squeezed her pussy on her dick.

"Don't worry!" Marilyn cut off. "I'm not like that. Besides, I get way too many offers from the modeling this as is that I can't stand."

Miss K and Marilyn exchanged a nervous giggle, then relax and Marilyn lined up her dick with Tracy's asshole, with Miss K holding her cheeks spread. Marilyn gently eased the tip in and held it there, letting Tracy's asshole get used to her size.

"Tracy, tell me when you're ready, OK?" Marilyn asked as she held her dick there.

Tracy bolted up, reached behind her and pulled on Marilyn's nipple hard. "I'm fucking ready now, bitch!" Tracy hissed through her teeth. "Shut up and fucking drill my ass."

Marilyn grabbed Tracy's ass hard and shoved her dick balls deep into Tracy, making her arch her back in response and rub her clit on Miss K's pubic bone. Quickly, her rocking developed into a rhythm as her hard nipples rubbed against Miss K's, her clit rubbed on Miss K's pubic bone, and the two dicks inside of her were pushing and pulling in and out of her. Miss K held Tracy still on top of her while Marilyn smoothly sawed her dick in and out of Tracy's ass, forcing the Black blonde bombshell to nothing but wordless gasps as Miss K humped her hips up in rhythm. Miss K then bent Tracy's head down to one of her nipples, which she idly sucked as the onslaught of the two dicks continued down between her legs. She felt her hard nipples get lodged in the crook just under Miss K's breasts, the edge of Miss K's pubic bone teasing into her clit as Marilyn kept pounding her big dick and driving it through her ass, overloading her nerves with the sensation of being stretched to the hilt. She closed her eyes and blindly nursed at Miss K's nipples as she felt herself stiffen up and get pushed into an overwhelming orgasm, her pussy flooding Miss K's balls with her fluids.

Her rectum contracted in rhythm with her pussy as Marilyn was pumping her dick back and forth, making her gasp as she felt Tracy pull on her dick. She leaned over Tracy's back so that her nipples lightly grazed her back, then held herself up on her ass she rode Tracy's ass, balancing her hips on her soft butt as she pumped her long thick dick into her ass. As Tracy was catatonic with the stimulation, screaming as her nerves were set ablaze, Marilyn's nerves were burning white hot herself, as the stimulation from her nipples matched the tightness of Tracy's ass that she managed to feel through the latex. The itching and burning began on the underside of Marilyn's dick, making her want to rub her harder and harder on that spot as she fucked Tracy's tight ass open. Soon, her whole tip was ablaze, and she made longer and longer strokes to keep that hotness on her dick, even as she nipples lightly brushing on Tracy's back made her so hot that she would barely stand it. Finally, she felt her itch begin to get some relief as she felt her loins contract and pump a load of hot cum into her latex sheath, the cooling liquid soothing her skin as she kept fucking as the orgasm began to cool her down. Slowly, she reared up on all fours and slowly pumped at Tracy's soft ass and stiff body. As she felt herself come down from the physical rush, she eased herself out of Tracy in one slow push, the collapse onto the bed next to Miss K and Tracy, the bright sunshine blinding her.

Out of nowhere, she felt Kat's familiar tongue on her balls, licking the spend that had managed to drip out the condom and teasing her with the softness and wetness. Then Kat grabbed onto the base of her wife's dick with her fingers and pulled it condom off from the end, making sure to let the cum she pumped into the condom stay on her dick. After struggling to pull it off to let the cum drip off of it, she finally took a look at the cream-covered chocolate lollipop she made for herself and smiled, licking her lips in pure hunger. She held up the big dick and started to lick the cum off of it, humming to herself as she licked her wife's dick to a spit shine polish. She slid her tongue around the thick flesh, crooking her tongue to clean as much of Marilyn's cream as she could. Suddenly, as she let some cum linger on her tongue to enjoy the taste, she felt another tongue snake out to lick some of the cum off of her tongue. When she opened her eyes, she saw the tongue and wrapped her tongue around it, sharing the cum between them.

Tracy saw Kat get up a bit to look at her face as she licked some of the cum off, Miss K's hard dick still embedded in her pussy for her to squeeze on. She reached up and pulled Kat's head down to Marilyn's dick and started licking the rest of the cum off of her dick, sliding their tongues up the re-hardening shaft as they swirled their tongues up to Marilyn's tip. As they flicked their tongue around Marilyn's swelling glans, the two genetic girls began to intertwine their tongues, pulling themselves into a deep tongue kiss with Marilyn's tip in the middle, having it grazed by their teeth and tongues. Tracy felt Marilyn caress her hair before she felt Kat gently pulled away and saw her being pulled on to of Marilyn's large frame. She slowly stroked Marilyn's now hard-dick as the married couple hazily kissed, Kat's hand toying with Marilyn's nipple. As she gave Marilyn's dick another lick, she felt Miss K's still-hard dick flex inside of her as she enjoyed the erotic tableau.

"Tracy, could you back away from down there?" Marilyn said as she looked down between her legs. "I want my wife on my dick now, please."

"OK, not a problem," Tracy said with a smile as she sat back up on her knees, slowly riding Miss K's hard dick as she watched Kat ease her way down onto Marilyn's hard cock, letting out one long, soft coo as she lowered her hips down until they were flush with her spouse's.

"Hey, Marilyn! Aren't you gonna offer me your wife's ass?"

"Well, let me ask my wife," Marilyn said as she gently lifted her hips up and down, sliding a few inches in and out of Kat. She then brushed aside Kat's hair and asked, "do you want that girl over there to fuck your ass?"

Kat responded by quickly nodding her head, then looking over at Miss K with a wide smile and saying, "gimme!" with a giggle.

"Well, you heard the lady, Trace. Get to steppin' off my dick," Miss K said with a laugh.

"Oh, alright. I'll just watch," Tracy moaned as she tweaked her clit one last time before pulling herself off of Miss K's hard cock. She crawled down off of the bed, then sat down on the same chair Marilyn and Kat were on earlier and propped one of her legs up on a chair arm, leaving her shaved pussy perfectly exposed to pet.

Meanwhile, Miss K finally unzipped her skirt and shucked it off, then grabbed another unwrapped condom from off of the bed. She opened the package, quickly rolled it on, and then kneeled on the bed behind Kat's ass, slowly teasing her tip up the crack of Kat's ass as she slowly stroked herself.

"Hey, Marilyn," Miss K asked as she idly toyed with a nipple. "Ask your wife is she ready for me, OK?"

Marilyn gave her wife a peck on the lips, then asked her wife, "do you want Kayla's dick inside of you?" Kat responded by looking over her shoulder and nodding her shoulder, licking her lips as she did.

"Tear me open," Kat said as she bit her lip, grinding herself down hard on Marilyn's dick. "Just think of me as a present."

Miss K cockily nodded her head, and said to herself, "Oh really, huh?!"

She grabbed Kat's ass, then slowly shoved her huge dick into Kat's tiny ass, making the Asian girl stiffen up as she penetrated her. Bit by bit, she crammed herself into Kat's tiny body until she had nothing more to cram, her hard cock miraculously swallowed by Kat's stretching asshole and feeling Miss K's dick twitch in Kat's pussy. Blocking it out, she began to fuck Kat's impossibly tight asshole, going slow at first so not to hurt Kat – or herself, as the grip on her dick seemed impossibly tight. She closed her eyes, letting the air blow across her hard nipples as she let Kat's ass milk her thick flesh. When she felt Kat began to rock her ass up at her, Miss K started to fuck the girl's ass a bit harder, smoothly pumping her dick in and out the tight passage as her tip felt the friction through the tight latex. She idly ran her hands up and down Kat's quivering back, feeling her soft skin as she fucked her dick back and forth, the rubbing on the ridge of her tip driving her wild as the heat shot through her body. Miss K decided to let loose her self-control, letting the tight ass on her dick get to her head. In no time, her dick was burning just before the quenching ropes of cum shot soundlessly out of her body, filling her condom to overflowing as she held still as bit her lip. She let out a gasp as she felt Kat work her ass back and forth over the dick, making her cum drip down onto her hairless balls and hitting her mind again.

As her mind began to clear, she felt Kat still rocking back and forth on her dick, mewling in pleasure, her body covered with a fine sheen and her hair plastered to her back as she was about to cum. Marilyn, in turn, was making out with her wife as she slowly pumped her dick in Kat's pussy, letting Kat stick her tongue down her throat. As Miss K looked over to where Tracy was sitting, she saw her eyes fixated on the scene in front of her, her body jumping wildly as she furiously pumped four fingers in and out of herself, her other way aimlessly flitting around her body to spark herself in any way possible.

Feeling herself soften some, Miss K slowly eased herself out of Kat's body, taking care not to disturb the lovemaking session beneath her after the fucking she gave Kat. Only a split-second after she cleared herself from Kat, Tracy jumped on the bed, nearly knocking her off, and started to lick Kat's gaping asshole. After rimming out the petite Asian, Tracy licked up the crack of Kat's ass and up her spine, making her shiver before brushing out her hair and licking her ear. She then slipped her tongue in the kiss between Marilyn and Kat, making the kiss go three ways as their tongues tangled before Tracy managed to grab Kat's hair and take her for herself, her free hand toying around Kat's closing asshole. As the two continued to kiss, she sat Kat up on her wife's dick as she straightened up, her tits pressing into Kat's flat chest as their nipples rubbed against each other. Tracy slipped a hand in between her legs, shivering as she felt her fingertips tease her sensitive flower.

Tracy continued making out with Kat, exchanging moans through their locked lips as they were continually stimulated. Tracy was riding her hand when she felt a tongue move past her fingers and part her other set of lips, circling her clit to make her circle her hips. Tracy felt the heat rising up from her crotch through her body as the tongue lapped on her clit, then felt at once Kat's hand playing with her nipple and someone suck on her clit. She exploded into a quivering mass of flesh instantly, her body overwhelmed by the stimulation as she moaned into Kat's mouth. She felt Kat herself begin to flush, making her sensitive skin get more inflamed as she felt a couple of fingers slip inside of her, twisting inside of her in that now-familiar way as a tongue gently lapped at her clit, popping her off into another orgasm as her pussy milked those fingers. As she felt Kat moan into her mouth once more, she blindly reached down to rub Kat's clit, catching a bit of Marilyn's thick dick in the process as she tickled it. Still hot from the sensations between her legs, she felt Kat pull her lips away, hearing her mew in orgasm as Kat's body shook on hers, letting off in yet another orgasm.

As she felt the fingers leave her body and the tongue slowly its licking, she became aware of the smell of sex in the room and how weak her body felt perched on her knees. As she felt back onto the bed, she looked down between her legs and saw her friend with a wet face and a glowing smile, her hand idly toying with her semi-hard dick. "I just thought you'd like some help there," Miss K said before planting a light kiss on her pussy.

As she looked to her left, she saw Marilyn and Kat in a loving embrace, simply looking into each other's eyes as they glowed with pure sexual energy.

"Enjoy that, honey?" Marilyn said with a smile as her and her wife's chests were pressed together.

Kat simply nodded her head, then gave Marilyn a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Mari!"

"You're welcome, hon. Now let's go check on our daughter, OK?" Marilyn said as she gave Kat a peck on the lips.

The couple slowly disengaged from each other, with Kat letting out a grunt as she got off of Marilyn's dick. Then, the two threw on their clothes quickly without their underwear and hustled out the room, walking out into the living room to meet their daughter, much to the relief of Sharilynn.

"You know, hearing you in that bedroom is torture, right? Damn I wanted to at least touch myself" Sharilynn said with a screamed whisper.

"Cool," Marilyn said. "I know how to torture you now. All I gotta do is lock you in one room, then play a porno tape with the volume up in the room next door."

"You know, for someone born with a dick, you can be such a bitch at times," Sharilynn cracked.

"Hey, I learned from the master herself," Marilyn said with a chuckle.

"Anyway, the little rugrat is sleeping well. Wanna take a look for yourself?"

"Sure, Shari," Marilyn said as she walked over to the crib.

Just then, Miss K had slipped into the edge of the room after hearing the conversation, wearing only her skirt with her arm keeping her barely decent. She watched as Marilyn gently lifted her child out of the crib and held her sleeping in her arms, bending down to give it a kiss on its head. She looked in half-awe, half-envy as Marilyn sat down with her child, gently rocking it as Kat walked by Marilyn and lightly ran her fingers through the baby's sparse hair. Just a Miss K was fixated on the scene in front of her, she felt someone grab at her dick from under the skirt.

"Mmm, I see we have some easy access here," Shari said as she looked down at Miss K's crotch. "And it's semi-hard too? Come with me into my room, and let's get another room cracking. Trace? Where are you?"

"I'm right here," Tracy said, wearing nothing but a smile as she toyed with her honey blonde locks. "So what do you wanna do with my friend?"

"Only get her hard, then stick her dick up my ass while you eat me out and play with my clit ring with my tongue," Sharilynn said as she pushed Miss K into her room and up against a wall. "And I'm gonna do it now."

Sharilynn then got on her knees, pulling the leather triangles of her bikini top off of her breasts, exposing her big fake tits as she pulled on her nipples. Then, she lifted up Miss K's skirt and gave her dick a suck before wrapping her tits around it, jerking off Miss K's dick with her tits as the tall transsexual hissed in pleasure. Sharilynn then pulled the dick out from between her tits, stroking it some before swallowing it in one gulp, sucking on it as she played with a nipple. She sucked on that huge dick with vigor, pumping her head up and down it as she swallowed and slurped, sliding her tongue along the underside. As she was doing this, she had a hand loosen up her tight leather pants so she could caress her bare pussy with her fingernails, causing her to moan right on Miss K's dick. She looked over to the doorway to see Tracy leaning in the door jam, rubbing her pussy to her actions. She disengaged from sucking on Miss K's dick to hold it up to her belly and give it a good lick from the base to the tip, bumping her head against Miss K's breasts in the process. Sharilynn then looked up at what she felt rubbing against her head, licking her lips at how delicious Miss K's tits were as she slowly stroked her dick.

"Hey, Tracy!" Sharilynn asked. "Would you like to suck this little girl's big tits for me?"

"Sure, I'd love to!" Tracy said as she straightened up on her feet, taking her hand out from between her legs.

Sharilynn buried her tongue into the underside of Miss K's tip, burrowing it in for a bit before licking it up over the tip and between Miss K's breasts. She then slid her tongue across one of Miss K's breasts and circled the areola with her tongue. Just as she sucked the nipple into her mouth, she felt some hair brushing next to her ear. Disengaging from the nipple for a little lick, she saw Tracy nursing heavily on the other nipple. Sliding her head next to Tracy, the two flicked Miss K's pebble hard nipple with their tongues before they pulled themselves into a deep tongue kiss around Miss K's nipple, swapping spit as Sharilynn idly brushed with Miss K's tip with her fingertips.

Sharilynn pulled away from the kiss and started stroking Miss K's spit-slick dick hard in her hand. "You know where I want this big dick next?" Sharilynn asked as she looked up into Miss K's eyes. "Right up my ass!"

She pulled Miss K her dick towards the bed, then pushed her onto the bed with one quick shove. She then pulled her pants down to her knees, revealing a bare pussy replete with a clit ring which she toyed with, making her coo with pleasure. She turned away from Miss K, then held onto her dick with one hand as she stuck her ass out, then shoved it back to press the head of Miss K's cock to her asshole. Biting her lip and bracing herself, she gasped as she felt Miss K's huge head stuff her, stretching out that back passage to the maximum. Letting out one long gasp, Shari grunted as she pushed Miss K's dick into her, stuffing her body as full as possible before her ass went flush with Miss K's balls. She shivered as she felt impaled on the transsexual's huge shaft, the felt back against Miss K's chest, feeling her squeeze her breasts as she slid down a quivering hand to rub her clit.

"Tracy," Shari panted out. "Could you lick my pussy for me?"

Tracy simply responded by getting down between Shari's legs and planting a long, wet lick on her juicy pussy before batting around the ring with her tongue, making Shari shake with the electricity coming from between her legs.

"Yes I do," Tracy said with a giggle, smiling up at Shari's glazed eyes.

Shari gritted her teeth as she felt Tracy's tongue slide across her nether folds, lapping up all the moisture that collected within them. Meanwhile, she felt Miss K's large hairs squeeze her man-made mammaries firmly, holding them tight as she pumped her asshole hard, tearing up her insides. She closed her eyes, letting the feelings simply wash over her body when she felt Miss K snake her tongue into her gasping mouth, taking her breath away as their tongues danced together. When she felt Tracy suck her clit into her mouth, batting around her clit ring with her tongue in the process, she exploded into one long, powerful cum, screaming into Miss K's mouth as her body went limp, the sensation heightened by the tugging and rubbing Miss K did on her nipples. She let herself get used by Tracy and Miss K as a fucktoy, letting them drive her to a series of mini-deaths a Tracy continued to gently lick Sharilynn's pussy. On the other hand, Miss K's big, hard cock was flexing inside of Shari, pumping her fast and hard and leaving her with a dull pain masked by the pleasure of being filled. She felt Miss K's nipples rub on her back as she felt Miss K's dick slow down its thrusts, driving her up in the air with each thrust as she felt it flex deep inside her. She then felt Miss K stiffen up and a groan go off in the distance as she felt her insides begin to be coated with hot, thick cum, making her shiver as she still felt Tracy's tongue sliding between her folds.

Miss K pulled Sharilynn's lips down to hers and gave her a long, firm tongue kiss. "You enjoy that ma?" Miss K bragged.

"Nice," Shari purred. "Very nice!"

"Thank you," Tracy said before giving Sharilynn's pussy yet another lick, making her almost wince. "That's enough ma. I enjoyed that though," she said with a nervous giggle. Then, with Miss K's dick still embedded in her, she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed her purse. "I know that this is a weird time to be doing this, but since you've been nice enough, I oughta give you this one favor."

Sharilynn calmly pulled out a pen and piece of paper, then jotted down her cell phone number and the address of the club she was stripping at that night. "Here you go Kayla," she said. "I'm also making some money out at this club tonight, so I wouldn't mind if you stopped by. I know the girls would love seeing someone like you around."

Miss K let out a belly laugh and said, "sure, why not?

We need something to do tonight, right Trace?"

"Well, maybe we could do this girl again," Tracy said with a smile. She then jammed three fingers in Sharilynn, pumping them hard as she kissed her harder, twirling her tongue around the bigger girl's mouth. Tracy pulled away, smiling at the fact that she just made Sharilynn that much more hotter.

"Alright, let's go, Trace," Miss K said as she began to lift Shari off of her dick. "We need to get ready for tonight."

 

 

That night, Miss K and Tracy pulled up in their SUV in front of a club on the busy Sunset Strip. After leaving the ladies they'd met at Disneyland, they'd returned to their Hollywood hotel room, gotten some rest and changed into identical outfits of baby tees, micro minis and six-inch platform heels. Miss K chose a black shirt with a white Playboy bunny logo with a black skirt and black shoes, wearing nothing on her face but lipstick to match her auburn hair. Tracy, on the other hand, went with baby blue all over, up to the frost blue lipstick she was wearing. Though her blonde curls were pulled back in a pigtail, she looked every bit the princess her shirt declared in pink glitter paint.

"Ready to go inside, hun?" Miss K said as she idly brushed her fingers along Tracy's inner thigh.

"Sure, why not?" Tracy replied. "After all, I've never been in one of these places without having to work."

"So shall we?"

"Let's," Tracy said with a giggle.

The two ladies grabbed their purses and stepped out the car, instantly attracting the eyes of the male patrons in the parking lot and on the street. After hurriedly locking the car door, Miss K followed Tracy as they walked into the front door, past the eyes of the smiling bouncer up to the blonde haired bimbo taking the cover charges at the register.

"That'll be $10 a piece, ladies!" the woman screamed over the thumping music.

"Uh, we're the guests of Sharilynn, ma'am," Miss K replied.

The woman took a good look at Miss K and Tracy in the dim light, then said, "oh, I think she mentioned you two. Two Black girls, one blonde, one really tall, right?"

"That would be us," Miss K screamed. Then, she bent over in the blonde's ear and whispered, "I can be really freaky, too," before punctuating that remark with a lick of the blonde's ear.

"Ooh, thank you," the lady replied. "Go ahead inside."

Miss K walked into the bustling club, filled with men, as well as a few hetero couples here and there, watching the dancers do their thing on stage as well as socialize with the dancers working their way through the crowd, hoping to get customers for a lap dance. While Tracy was reacclimating to the environment of a strip club, Miss K managed to flag down a waitress and order herself and Tracy a drink. Quietly, she led the way to a back corner of the club, preferring to watch the early action in relative darkness.

"No way," a dancer said from a door leading from the backstage area. "It can't be. What are the odds?"

Maggie shook out her black waist length hair, shocked at the visual she saw in front of her. "That can't be my ex, right?" she thought to herself. She had just finished her set on stage and had slipped on an ankle-length white dress, which brought out the dark-red frosting on her tips. She was all ready to work the crowd in her stilettos, ready to hustle out another $20 from some sleazy middle-aged man when the former love of her life walks in and settles into a back seat in the club.

"Of all the strip clubs of all the world," Maggie said with a giggle as she paraphrased the famous line from Casablanca.

"Mag, what's wrong?" one of the dancers said as she walked past. "Everything OK?"

"Sure," Maggie said with a sense of false confidence.

"Everything's fine. Gotta make that money, yo!"

Maggie strutted away from the doorway, walking around the stage and trying to place herself in the general vicinity of her ex, trying to spy as well as chat up some of the patrons. She first walked up to a middle age man, who was in decent shape with a sharp suit and an expensive Rolex on his wrist. As usual, she said hello to him by bending down and giving him a look at her D-cup cleavage, fixing his eyes to her. Once she got his attention, she leaned on the table and made idle conversation, making sure to keep her eyes over where Miss K was sitting. Absent mindedly going through her usual scripted conversation with the guy, she saw a waitress drop off a couple of drinks for Miss K and her friend, then saw them nurse them as they watched the dancers on the stage behind her. "I got to get to her, if only to say hi," Maggie thought to herself.

"Would you mind me stepping away for a sec?" Maggie said. "I gotta, um, take care of some stuff."

"Sure, no problem," the man said as Maggie slid off the man's body.

As Miss K put down the glass she was nursing on, she got yet another shock. She saw the familiar strut of her ex-girlfriend, her long hair bouncing in rhythm with her breasts as she slithered along in the tight, white ankle-length dress. Almost like a ghost, Maggie slid into the booth next to Miss K and wrapped an arm around her, caressing her back.

"So, K," Maggie whispered into her ear. "Would you like a lap dance?"

"Maggie? Maggie!" Miss K said as she turned to hug her ex-girlfriend. "How's it going? I knew you headed out west, but I never thought I'd meet you out here."

"Me neither," Maggie said as she returned the hug, then sat back in her seat. "I'd been keeping touch with you, but I lost track of you. What happened?"

"Well, I met this lovely thing in a strip club like this one," Miss K said as she motioned to Tracy. "Maggie, meet Tracy. Trace, Mag."

"Hi," Tracy said as she leaned over to hug Maggie, which quickly devolved into a makeout session as Tracy slid her hand into Maggie's dress to squeeze a tit and tongue kiss her hard before pulling away with a purr and a smile.

"So, you ran out and go another bi stripper like me, huh?" Maggie said in mock anger. "I guess I should be flattered," she said before breaking out in a smile. "So what has you in LA specifically, K?"

"Well, I've been on a cross-country road trip with this girl, enjoying the sights and fucking everything within hailing distance," Miss K said nonchalantly.

"Aww, so it takes a cast of thousands to replace me?" Maggie said jokingly. Then, she pulled on the neckline of her dress and exposed her nipples before pushing her tits together with her arms. "Why don't you suck on mama, K? You too Tracy. Don't worry. I don't bite…hard!" she said with a bright smile.

Miss K bent down, stuck out her tongue and licked around Maggie's nipple, then kissed her nipple. As she gently nursed on her ex's nipple, Tracy climbed around Miss K and sucked on the other nipple, batting around the hardening nipple with her tongue, making Maggie gasp and grab the two ladies' hair.

"Hey, ladies, would you like a lap dance?" Maggie said as she pulled her dress over her breasts. "I can show you how I seduced K over here back when she was a he, Tracy," Maggie continued with a nod and a wink.

"You knew him back then?" Tracy said in surprise. "And you stayed with him too? Why did you two split up?"

"Oh, the whole east coast-west coast thing," Maggie dismissively said. "We're still friends, though. Anyway, c'mon! Let's go!" she said as she reached between Miss K's legs and squeezed her dick and balls through her thong. "Besides, I know my favorite cow still has plenty of milk for me," Maggie whispered in Miss K's ear, punctuating it with a lick.

"And I still hope you have plenty of that orange cream for me to lick you freak," Miss K said with a laugh as she grabbed her purse. "Let's go."

Maggie led the ladies out of the booth and over to the entrance of the lap dance area. Waving hi to the bouncer as they passed, they slipped into the VIP area, then chose a room and slipped behind the curtain.

"Why don't you girls have a seat and get ready for the ride of your life," Maggie said. "I don't think we'll need much music for what we'll end up doing."

Miss K and Tracy took a seat on the plush red velour couch, then reclined and crossed their legs, waiting for Tracy to start her show.

"You know, since I got out here, I haven't found another girl like you, K, at least one willing to give me a ride," Maggie said as she stood there and rocked her hips from side to side. Then, she squeezed her tits and said, "And I've been wearing out the girls out here with their strap-ons out here," as she dragged her hands down her body. "You know," she said as she turned away from the ladies, "as good as the ladies out here can work it, ain't nothing like a big, thick live dick pounding you from behind as you feel some soft hair and hard nips dragging on your back, being ridden nice and hard." She pumped her ass up and down she said this, dropping into a squat as she stuck her ass out before reaching under her dress to rub her wet pussy. She then seductively sucked the wetness off her finger as she looked over her shoulder at the ladies.

"Are you ready for me?"

"Oh God yes!" Miss K moaned as she idly rubbed her hard nipples through her shirt and shifted around on the couch, looking for a comfortable way to sit on her now-hard dick.

"Good," Maggie said as she licked her lips, then sexily smiled for the ladies.

She walked up right in front of the ladies, twisting her hips back and forth as they watched, then ran her hands down her down from her neck to her crotch, pressing her hips into her hands as we moved her body in silent rhythm. Maggie wiggled herself in between Miss K's legs, then bent over so that Tracy could look down into her cleavage as slowly moved her ass for Miss K's pleasure. She hefted her dangling breasts into her hands, pressing her cleavage into a tight, bulging groove, then climbed onto the couch over Tracy's reclining body. Maggie straddled her body, rolling her hips almost up to her chest, then lowered herself just so that her pussy sat right on top of a breast for her to grind on. She slowly rubbed her center on Tracy's tit for a moment, just enough to make her panties wet, then slid down her body until she sat on the girl's lap, pressing their flesh together through the fabric as she slid down. Reaching back, she undid the clasp on her dress and let the flaps fall down onto Tracy's body, making the blonde smile as she felt the sensations start to juice herself up. As Maggie rode the girl's lap, the dress worked its way down off of Maggie's breasts, slowly exposing the firm orbs to the ladies gaze. When she felt the dress finally slip all the way off of her breasts, Maggie sat back on her hips and ground her thong-covered pussy against Tracy's thigh, squeezing her firm, naturally hanging tits in her hands and pulling on her nipples.

Maggie then slid herself down Tracy's leg, making herself moan as she left a faint trail off moisture on Tracy's skin. She then got to her feet on her stilettos and turned her back to the ladies, looking over her shoulder at Miss K and smiling. She wrapped her arms around her breasts, then slowly slid them down her frame as she slithered her body, wiggling her hips in an almost hypnotic rhythm. Once her hands slid down to her dress, she stuck out her ass and slowly revealed her big, round ass framed perfectly by a white thong. As Miss K squeezed her breasts through her shirt and Tracy crossed her legs and rocked them together, Maggie completely revealed her ass and let the dress drop down to her feet.

She stuck her butt in Miss K's face and slowly pumped it up and down, sliding a finger inside her thong and pulling it out as she showed off the crack of her ass, even rubbing her glistening labia. She dropped down onto her haunches, wrapped her arms around Miss K's thighs and began to rub her ass up and down her leg, slowly working it up her body. When her ass reached Miss K's thigh, she reached back and wrapped her arms around her ex-girlfriend's neck, grinding her pussy on Miss K's thigh as her back and long hair teased Miss K's breasts. Eventually, Maggie worked her ass to the point where she pressed it into Miss K's crotch, feeling the tucked-back dick pulse against it as she slithered back and forth across it. She reached back and pushed up Miss K's micro-mini up her hips, riding the hidden dick as she looked back into Miss K's eyes. She reached into her thong and rubbed her clit, then stood and turned to face Miss K. Straddling Miss K's hips against, she reached into Miss K's thong and tugged out the huge dick from her thong, giving a stroke to the rock-hard dick as she rubbed her thong-covered pussy with it.

"Let's cut the bullshit, K," Miss K hissed. "I came back here for a fuck, not a dance. Do you wanna fuck my wet, juicy pussy?" she said as she pulled aside her thong and revealed her wet, glistening pussy.

Miss K squeezed her tits together as she smiled and nodded her head. "I'd love to ma," she purred in return.

Maggie dropped her weight down onto Miss K's hard dick, making her groan and pant as it spread her pussy wide open. Glad that it was embedded inside of her, she began to ride the dick nice and slow, letting her pussy get stretched out as she idly rubbed her clit. She reached up, lifted Miss K's shirt up and squeezed her ex-girlfriend's tits, with her thumbs rubbing the nipples, as she rocked her hips up and down the thick cock, making her bite her lip to keep from screaming. She felt a kiss on her lips from someone with small, soft lips, then a tongue part them, letting them scream into the person's mouth. As the person dragged their lips down to her neck, she saw Tracy's blonde hair, as well as her small chocolate hand go down to the juncture of her legs to stroke Miss K's dick in time with her slowing thrusts.

In no time, Tracy latched onto Maggie's breast with her lips, mouthing the firm flesh all over before taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking on it, making her jump as she kept riding Miss K's dick. She gasped as Tracy's tongue lightly flicked around the hardening nub, sucking it firmly but gently. She brushed back Tracy's hair away from Miss K's body to get a look at it, her pretty face twisted in pleasure and her breasts bouncing gorgeously as she rode her very big and handsome dick. When she felt Miss K's hands slide up to cup and squeeze her ass, she stopped moving her hips, letting Miss K drive her big dick into her hard as she bounced up and down in her lap. Biting her lip so hard that it nearly bled, she pulled Tracy away from her breast and kissed her hard, moaning into her mouth as Miss K drilled her pussy. She pulled away from the kiss, sucking on her lip before licking Tracy's face on her way to licking her ear, teasing her by playing her tongue over the ridges.

"You want me to eat your pussy? I'd love to know what a delicate little girl tastes like," Maggie said before wrapping an arm around Tracy and rubbing a breast as she kissed her hard again.

Miss K saw Tracy pull away from the kiss and lay back on the red velour couch, propping a leg up on it to show off her wet, juicy pussy. As she saw Tracy idly slide a finger through her pussy, she lifted up Maggie's legs as she slowly twisted around in her lap so that she was now facing away from her, listening to her grunt and gasp and tug on her dick with her pussy the whole time. Once she was facing away from her, she held Maggie tight in her arms and crouched up on the couch, letting Maggie drop down between Tracy's legs. After pulling her back a bit, Miss K watched as Maggie bent down and licked Tracy's labia making her whimper as she looked up into Miss K's eyes. As Maggie split the lips and began to suck gently on her labia, she cooed gently, her eyes now fixed on Miss K's and her mouth frozen open in lust as Miss K began to gently pump Maggie's pussy.

Tracy stared at Miss K's body as Maggie lapped at her delicate folds, wishing she could feel the huge shaft that was pushing Maggie's lips firm to her pussy filling her pussy deep, her hard nipples rubbing against her. She shuddered as she felt Maggie drag her hair up her inner thighs as she licked her way up her belly, her soft licks being interrupted by the rhythmic shoves from Miss K's pumping cock. She felt Maggie drag her shirt over her tits with her teeth before she slid her tongue over her nipple, melting it into her mouth as her fingers gently rubbed her pussy. She let the lust haze her sight for a moment, enjoying the feelings that has her near orgasm, then focused on Miss K through the haze, her face mixed with lust and strain as she felt Maggie work her pussy as she fucked it. "God, I wanna kiss her," Maggie thought to herself.

Sharilynn slid her way into the crowd after doing her set on stage, looking for Miss K and Tracy. "I hope those chicks showed up," Sharilynn said to herself. "After all the shit I went through to get them in." She walked around looking for them when she had a hunch and slid over to the lap dance area. As she walked through, she saw the various dancers going through their paces with the customers, some with a hustle and some without. Finally, she smelled the essence of feminine sex nearby and quietly slid inside the curtain where she thought she got it from. When she got inside, she saw Miss K sawing her dick into Maggie, stretching her nether lips impossibly wide as Maggie was sliding her tongue inside her pussy, her thumb circling her clit. As she thought about Miss K's dick fucking her, she felt herself get wet and slid her hand in her panties, gently strumming her clit as she squeezed her tits through her baby blue dress with the other hand.

As she was enjoying herself watching the show in front of her, Shari noticed Tracy holding Maggie's head tight between her legs, then sit up and reach for Miss K's sinewy arm. As she tugged on it, the two pulled into a deep soul kiss, their lips slowly sliding against each other as they closed their eyes, almost oblivious to Maggie between them. They pulled away for a bit, gently caressing each other's hair as they looked into each other's eyes, wanting each other desperately. "Damn," Shari thought to herself as she rubbed her pussy. "That's deep."

Miss K looked down into Tracy's eyes as she fucked Maggie's pussy, her hands toying with Tracy's hair before reaching up to rub Tracy's breast. As she felt Maggie's pussy tug more and more on her sensitive shaft, she rubbed Tracy's nipple between fingers, making her purr before dropping into yet another deep soulful kiss. As their lips caressed each other, she softly squeezed Tracy's breast, thinking about what her pussy would feel like around her dick, her legs wrapped around her ass as she pulled her more and more into one. As they kept kissing, she felt Tracy begin to cum as she gasped into her mouth, her skin shaking with the little tremors rolling through her body. She pushed her herself balls deep into Maggie, then let go in her ex-girlfriend, shaking hard as she felt Tracy's flesh touch herself as they continued to kiss, her hand still caressing Tracy's breast as she felt the haze of love fall over both of them.

She pulled away from the kiss, then looked into Tracy's eyes, trying to find out what was going on in her eyes. Then, she realized what she saw in them.

"Hey Maggie?" Miss K said in a detached voice.

"Yeah?" Maggie said in her sexy purr.

"Thanks for the fuck," Miss K continued as she pulled out. "You still have the same e-mail, right?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I-I'll email you my cell number, OK?" Miss K said as she struggled to tuck herself back under her thong and straighten out her clothes. "Trace, you ready to go?" she blindly said as she looked down at her clothes, getting them looking right.

"Uh, sure K," Tracy replied, bewildered as to what was going on.

Just then, Miss K spotted Shari in the doorway. "Hey, how long you been there?"

"Long enough to get myself a nice relaxing cum watching a show after a hard day's work?" Shari replied as she wrapped an arm around Miss K. "You sure you don't want to stay around for another show?"

"No, thanks," Miss K curtly said as she hunted for her purse, then walked towards the door. "I'll call you, OK? I gotta go."

With that, Miss K bounded out of the room, with Tracy following close behind. Miss K then opened up the SUV, pulled herself into the driver's seat, opened the passenger side door and started the car, forcing Tracy to run and catch up with it.

"What's going on, K?" Tracy said as she opened the door and got into the car. "Tell me, please!"

"N-nothing. Just gotta think about something that's all," she said as she pulled out the parking lot and sped down Sunset Boulevard.

"Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. Just gotta think."

"C'mon K! Stop acting like such a dude! This is the first time I've seen you like this! Tell me, what's going on?"

"I-I'll explain," Miss K replied detachedly. "Is the CD holder over by you?"

"Yeah."

"Find 'Midnight Marauders' in there and stick in the CD player, OK?"

"Alright," Tracy said as she resigned to her current fate, fished out the CD and stuck it in the player. Miss K then pressed play and turned the stereo on blast, trying to drown out her thoughts. They sped up to the hotel in a few short moments, where Miss K careened down the driveway, pulling to a wild stop in front of the hotel.

"Get out," Miss K said.

"What?"

"I'll meet you up in the hotel room in a few. I got some stuff on my mind that I gotta think about."

"What?" Tracy said as she looked at Miss K, then realized what she was thinking. "You're afraid you're in l—"

"I'll explain later," Miss K said. "I'll be back, I promise, OK?"

Tracy took a deep breath, then said, "Alright. I'll see you upstairs." She clutched her purse, then unbuckled her seat belt and stepped out the car. She stood on the sidewalk for a second as Miss K pulled away from the hotel, shaking her head as she sped off. "Damn, is that girl weird!" she said to no one in particular.

Miss K sped off away from the hotel, coming to a stop a few blocks away from the hotel at a stoplight. Taking a deep breath, she ran her hand through her hair, then looked up at the street sign hanging over the intersection. She made a left at the light, then drove more patiently down the street, trying to remember something from her past and taking note of the 24 hour stores that were open. Finally, she spotted the donut shop she was looking for. "Great," she said to no one in particular. "It's open. I wonder if Tran is still around."

Pulling up to a space in the parking lot, she grabbed her purse, then slid out of the car, nervously running a hand through her hair as she locked up the car. Purposely walking up the door, she opened it up and walked into the donut shop. While it had the usual cheap appointments, it was clean and quiet, and it was well stocked. Behind the counter was her old friend from a previous life, Tran. The short, middle-aged Vietnamese guy was always nice to her back when she was a he, and she needed something familiar at that moment.

"Hey, Tran," Miss K said as walked up to the counter.

"Remember me?"

Tran took a good look at her, then wrinkled up his brow looking at her. "Hmm," he said in a slight accent. "Are you someone's brother? You know, that Black guy from Yahoo? I remember he used to be her all the time. That was before that crash."

"Actually, that's close enough," Miss K said as she excitedly cut Tran off. "I'm actually the Yahoo guy."

"Huh? No way…"

"Yes way!" Miss K said as she cut the man off. "I've become a girl now," she continued as she showed off her body. "What do you think?"

"Nice," Tran said as he eyed Miss K up and down. "You sure you Yahoo guy?"

"Yeah, but you're gonna have to take my word on that one. I changed sex, not sexual orientations," Miss K said with a smile. "Anyway, you remember my standing order?"

"Ah, yes. 3 old fashioned and 3 French crullers, right?"

"You got it," Miss K said, bouncing around on her heels and making her flesh jiggle a bit. She then reached in her purse and fished out a $20 bill. "Keep the change, OK?"

"OK," Tran said as he fetched the donuts from the rack and stuck them in the box. He then turned back around to the counter, walked to it and handed Miss K the box. "Here you go. That'll be…"

"I said keep the change!"

"Oh!" Tran said as his face began to brighten up.

"Thank you, sir!"

"It's ma'am now, but I'll forgive you if these donuts are the same as always," Miss K said as she opened up the box, pulled out an old fashioned and took a bite. "Mmm, that's good," Miss K said with a smile.

"Thanks!"

She walked out the door, almost leaving behind her purse before she quickly ran back and grabbed it. Walking into her SUV, she placed her donuts on the passenger side, then started up the SUV back to the nearest store. Fishing a couple dollars out of her purse, she fished out a couple singles, then parked the SUV and walked into the store to buy a quart of 1% milk. Quickly grabbing the milk and throwing the cash onto the counter, she got back in the SUV and opened the bottle, letting some run onto her shirt as she took a gulp. She took a deep breath and relaxed, trying to forget everything running through her mind in the past few minutes. "This can't be happening," she thought to herself as she grabbed a donut, took a bite and took another sip of milk. "I spent all this money trying to run from my demons, and yet they're still there. Oh well. No matter where you got, there you are."

 

 

"What the…"

Tracy was aroused from her sleep by a good strong shake. When her eyes began to focus, she saw Miss K standing above her, naked with her huge hard-on sticking out.

"OK, K," she went out of reflex as she reached up to grab the huge dick, ready to stick it in her mouth.

"Stop," Miss K said as she pulled the hand off of her dick. "We're going back to New York in a few days, and you're coming with me?"

"Huh?" Tracy said as she kicked off the sheets and sat up on the side of the bed. "What's up?"

"Perfect," Miss K said to Tracy. "I just knew that once you saw me like this turning down sex that you'd pay attention."

"Now," Miss K continued. "I've been thinking a lot on this trip, especially since we hit Arizona. Ain't nothing like the open road to give ya time to think. Anyway, I've been thinking through some stuff, personal stuff, you know, and I'm starting to realize some stuff. First of all, I like you a lot, a whole lot since this trip started. Heck, I-I admit it, what you said last night, that I'm in love with you, and to me, that scares the fucking shit out of me. I mean, I went from being a broke ass college student to a multi-fucking-millionaire in the blink of an eye. I went from not being able to get a date to having models throw themselves at me. Don't get me wrong, the sex is hot, but…there's something more. You remember back in Anaheim when we were in that chick Marilyn's room?"

"Yeah, I remember that, if only for how fucking sore my pussy is right now," Tracy said. "Ya gotta let me fuck her again."

"Well, maybe I will if you're a good girl," Miss K said as she petted Tracy's hair. Just as Tracy was about to reach up to suck her dick, she pulled away and continued her spiel. "Anyway, remember when you pulled me away from the living room?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I was looking at a scene that, running in my circles, I hadn't seen in a long time – a couple of parents doting on their child. Now, I'm not saying I wanna drop everything and become a regular dad with 2.3 and a house in the 'burbs, but it hit me. I mean, don't get me wrong, the sex is, well, wow, I'm living a fucking porno right now. But still, everyone needs someplace that's home. If not physically home, then mentally home. I thought I'd be happy turning myself into a walking wet dream fucking everyone I come across, then screwing my way across America. However, there's something ultimately empty in the whole exercise, you know? I mean…" Miss K said before stopping to blink back tears. "I just need to chill, to be…home."

"What are you trying to say, K? That you wanna go back to being a dude, move back to New York and just live together as boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Well, not quite the first one. I mean, I'll admit it. At first, this whole shemale thing was a vanity play by someone with more cash on hand than sense. I seems a bit crazy to waste some money molding my body like Play-doh when I could have, say, fed the homeless or build affordable housing with my cash. But with all the stuff I did, with all those strippers, with my ex, with you on this trip, I've grown attached to this. It's become a part of me, and I don't know if realistically could go back. What, I'm gonna vibe with the guys about picking up some chick with my boobs wearing a lacy thong? I am what I am, a pre-op transsexual, a shemale, a sissy, a tranny, a newhalf,

a catdog…"

"Catdog? You mean the Nickelodeon cartoon?" Tracy giggled.

"Trust me, Trace. Hang around enough West Indians for long enough and you'll hear shit like that," Miss K said with a laugh. "Anyway, the point is that I'm with this transgendered thing for better or worst. Besides, I can still have kids like this, and that would probably be the one reason for going back to being a guy, you know?"

"True, true," Tracy said as she nodded her head.

"So whatcha say? Let's move back to NYC and live in sin together. Who knows what kind of women we can find there and, at the end of the day, we still have each other," Miss K said with a smile."

"Awww, K, you're so sweet," Tracy said as she got up and hugged Miss K tight, enjoying being in the other's embrace. Tracy then slipped Miss K's arms, and got on her knees, poised to suck her dick.

"Nah, let's not do that right now," Miss K said. "We can fuck all we want now that we're officially a couple," she continued as she lifted Tracy up on the floor, then laid her out in the bed. "Let's snuggle for a bit. Besides, I need to get some sleep," Miss K said as she climbed into the bed and spooned up behind Tracy. "When I wake up though, we can fuck like rabbits, OK?" Miss K said with a giggle.

"OK, let's start now," Tracy said as she reached back to grab Miss K's dick, only to be slapped away by Miss K.

"Nuh-uh-uh!" Miss K said as she wagged her fingers and giggled. "Ya gotta wait. For now, let's get some rest."

 

 

THE FOLLOWING SPRING…

Miss K sat in front of her vanity, touching up the last of her bronze-colored lipstick. She put the lipstick down, then smoothed down a stray hair, pinned up in a French roll with some bangs teased out. She wore a light peach colored pant-suit, the jacket of which she was adjusting to make her cleavage look just right.

"You sure this is OK?" Miss K said as she fussed over herself in the mirror. "I mean, I've been practicing and all, but I don't think I could do a chick in a business role. This is a bit too staid for me, you know?"

"Don't worry, babe," Tracy said as she peeked over Miss K's shoulder and gave her a peck on the cheek. "It'll be fine. You know how to be a woman already.

Just try to remember, and you'll be good."

"I know," Miss K said with a giggle. "Besides, if I'm living as a girl, it would be weird to switch back and forth all the time, not to mention that I could be a stockholder in Ace Bandages for all the ones I'd buy to pin down my boobies."

"And I just love your boobies," Tracy said with a giggle as she reached around and squeezed one of Miss K's silicon-enhanced breasts. She was wearing a beige pant suit with a white blouse with a wide collar. Her sparsely made-up face was framed by her black hair and pinned up with a pair of sunglasses.

"Ah, hush," Miss K said as she playfully slapped away Tracy's hand. "Anyway, it's time for the big press conference. Is the limo outside?"

"I'll check," Tracy said as she walked to the bedroom window to look down onto the street. "Yeah, it is, K!"

"Alright, Trace," Miss K said as she snatched the purse off the vanity and made her way to the door. "Let's get a move on."

Tracy followed Miss K out the bedroom and down the stairs of their Upper East Side townhouse, waving goodbye to the maid as they sped out. As the chauffer opened the door, Miss K quickly slid into the back seat, followed by Tracy. When the chauffer closed the door, Miss K let out a long, drawn out breath, noticeably twitching.

"Still nervous, K?"

"Yeah. I mean, on one hand, this is a childhood dream, owning the Knicks. Thinking back to when I was kid watching Bernard King on Channel 9, to hunting for a sportsbar to follow the 94 run to even scoring tickets to the finals when Tim Duncan bust them on their ass, I've been a huge Knick fan. Plus, it'll be fun if the Rangers do something too."

"So?"

"This is a crazy ass sports town. Heck, why do you think I magically became the president of MSG, despite the fact he owns most of the company? That jackass James Dolan was catching too much heat. Plus, there's the wonderful Post, the jackasses who blew up my spot. I mean, I dunno. It's gonna be crazy."

"Is there anything else you'd rather do? Be honest," Tracy said as she lazily played with Miss K's bangs.

"I dunno," Miss K said before letting out another deep breath. "Fuck?" she said with a nervous giggle.

"Tell ya what," Tracy said as laid back on the seat. "Why don't I suck you off right quick? I know how that takes the edge off of you."

"Think we have the time?" Miss K said optimistically.

"Well, I do have this," Tracy said before sticking out her tongue, revealing the high-gauge tongue piercing and clicking it on her tongue as she wiggled her tongue. "Ain't that enough?"

"God, yeah," Miss K said as she reached over and tongue kissed Tracy, wrapping her tongue around the piercing. Then, she pulled away and pulled open Tracy's shirt collar, revealing the tattoo of CatDog on her left breast for a quick lick.

"Shit, if I knew that letting you get a tattoo would convince to get a tongue piercing, I would've got you one on that road trip," Miss K said with a smile.

"Don't sweat it. It just goes to show you that you're always on my heart," Tracy said as she reached down to unzip Miss K's pants.

"Aww, that's sweet," Miss K said with a smile. "And what would people think if we ever broke up?"

"Well," Tracy said as she pulled Miss K's limp dick out of her pants and idly stroked it. "Everyone will just think I'm a cartoon junkie, not a lover of a big, beautiful cat with a dog's really long tail!"

With that, Tracy bent down and inhaled Miss K's dick with a practiced ease, letting her piercing drag down the underside of Miss K's dick. As she felt it harden in her mouth and throat, she pulled on the growing shaft with her throat, twisting her lips around the base of her girlfriend's dick, dragging the piercing along with it. She then started pumping her head back and forth on Miss K's dick, twisting her tongue and piercing to get Miss K's dick flexing as fast as possible.

"Oh yeah, that feels nice," Miss K said as she draped her arms on the back of the seat and laid back.

Miss K felt Tracy drag her head back up her dick, exposing everything but the tip and she stroked the shaft hard with her hands while her tongue and lips swirled around the head, tweaking her nerves with precision. Tracy then pumped her shaft hard as she sucked on the head, swirling her tongue around the tip and flicking at it occasionally too. She grabbed on her mouth as Tracy did her thing on her dick, letting her soft hands drag up and twist themselves around her hard dick. Finally, she felt Tracy swallow half her dick slowly once again as she dragged her lips and tongue back across her dick, her hands pumping furiously as the rest of the shaft as she sucked hard. She gritted her teeth as she felt herself let go, screaming as she felt her cum splash against the back of Tracy's throat only to drip down back on her tip. As she came, Tracy slowly dragged her lips over the sensitive dick, stopping to suck out the last of her cum from her tip before displaying the cum in her mouth to Miss K and swallowing it with a smile.

"Thanks, honey," Miss K said hazily.

"You're welcome," Tracy said with a giggle and a smile.

As Tracy gently tucked her dick back into her slacks, Miss K looked up and saw that Madison Square Garden up ahead. "Looks like you finished in time, huh?"

"Yeah, you're right," Tracy said. "Besides, if you didn't, the slacks are tailored to your unique dimensions."

"I know, but better safe then sorry," Miss K said as she grabbed her purse. "Are you ready for our new life as media icons?"

"Sure, why not?" Tracy said as the limousine door opened up on Miss K's side. Miss K and Tracy got out the car on that side, then followed the nearby assistants up into the room where they'd set up the news conference. As the assembled media came into view, she stopped at the entrance and stood off into the side as someone set out the guidelines for the news conference.

"Damn, that's a lot of people," Miss K said. "And they're all looking at me."

"No they aren't," Tracy deadpanned. "I'm cuter."

"Hush," Miss K said as she stuck out her tongue.

"Now, I'd like to introduce to you the next President and part-owner of Madison Square Garden, Inc., Ms. Kayla Stanford!"

Miss K took a deep breath, then smoothed down her suit jacket and walked out onto the dais. She shook the hands of all the dignitaries on the dais, then walked back to the podium, where a bank of microphones were set up, and the almost blinding lights obscured most of the people assembled. She took a deep breath, then spoke.

"I'd like to thank everyone who made it out today, Mr.

Sather, Mr. Layden, Ms. Blazejkowski, Mr. Mills, Mr. Dolan, players, coaches, management and, of course, the media for showing up. I have a major announcement for you. As published reports mentioned in the Daily News and New York Post, I am purchasing a minority state of the Garden. As you know, that includes the building itself, the Knicks, Rangers and Liberty, as well as Radio City Music Hall and stakes in various other ventures. Also, as part of the arrangement, I will become CEO and President of Madison Square Garden, Inc.

"Now, I would like to make a few statements. As a big Knick fan, I've always followed the Knicks, and I've always relished the opportunity to get involved with the team either as a player or a coach. Now, I get to own the team and help be a part of the turn around. When the Knicks are at their best, they're the talk of spring around these parts, and I want to bring the buzz back. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get that done for the Knicks, as well as the other teams I control, the Rangers and the Liberty. I also hope to work to make sure the business side of the Garden works out well in addition. After all, the World's Most Famous Arena doesn't deserve to be dark if it doesn't have to be.

"Finally, I'd like to answer the rumors published in the New York Post. As reported initially in the Page Six section of that paper, yes I am a transsexual, a non-op transsexual to be precise. I have one question though. Why should anyone care? I'm not Adolf Hitler or Osama bin Laden. As you can see by my wonderful dark chocolate complexion, I'm not even a part of the Klan. I just want to run a business and make one of New York's most important sports and entertainment venues a success. Is it going to be a bit unusual being who I am running a team? Sure it is. However, I've gone through a lot to get here. I think I can pull this off. Any questions?"

 

So ends the Miss K saga. Any questions? Comments?

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