Keywords: tg/ff, tg/f, oral, anal, mast, exh, pub, toysAuthor: Brett LynnTitle: The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K: The Tower of Power
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THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: THE TOWER OF POWER
By Brett Lynn
Miss K and Tracy drove down I-10 across the Texas
prairie, LL Cool J's "Jingling Baby" blasting out of
the stereo, and their were definitely doing
just that as they danced to the song. Miss K wore a
black New York Liberty jersey, tailored to cling to
her man-made curves and to leave out a line of
cleavage that cut out the "er" in the word "Liberty".
Tracy wore a wifebeater cut to bare her midriff along
with an ultra-short denim that bared her bare, shaved
crotch if she were the least bit immodest.
As the song came to a close, Miss K ran her hand
through her auburn hair, then let out a sigh as she
smiled. "Man, that song was fun!" Miss K said.
"Brings back memories of the Albee Square Mall, high
school and all of that."
"Don't you mean the Galleria at Metrotech?" Tracy
chimed in.
"No fuck that. It'll always be the Albee Square Mall
to me," Miss K said in mock anger before breaking out
in a wide smile. "But you know what Trace?"
"What?" Tracy said, looking at her friend curiously.
"This, this trip here, has given me some memories too.
Besides, it's not an average experience that someone
goes around fucking with a good friend."
"Aww," Tracy said as she reached over from the
passenger side and gave Miss K a bear hug. "That's so
sweet of you to say!" she continued before reaching
into her friend's jersey and tweaking a nipple.
"And that's so freaky of you to do," Miss K said as
she gave Tracy a quick kiss. "Now get off me, woman!
I need to drive!"
"Well, screw you then," Tracy said in mock disgust
before playfully punching her friend in the arm.
Miss K let out another sigh before continuing, "you
know, it's fun doing shit like this, especially in
these times. I'll never forget those people in those
buildings dying. Heck, I had a bird's eye view of the
whole thing." She paused, then said, "but fuck that.
Shit, if those people wanna go kill a bunch of
innocents so they can live a life of death and
suffering on Earth, I'm gonna being a source of joy of
life." Miss K then finished, "I ain't letting no
goddamn spoiled Saudi brat scare me out of joy and
pleasure!"
"You go girl!" Tracy said, nodding in support.
"And speaking of pleasure," Miss K said as she pulled
down one side of her jersey to let her pop out.
"Would you mind nursing on me?"
"With pleasure babe!" Tracy said before leaning over
and licking a circle around Miss K's areola, making
her friend gasp in pleasure.
She then took the nipple in her mouth, bobbing her
head back and forth on it like she was nursing. Then,
she flicked her tongue over Miss K's nipple, making it
harden in her mouth. She heard Miss K start to breath
heavily and stroke her hair, just enjoying the
oral attention.
"RING!!!"
Miss K her teeth in frustration, then pushed
away Tracy dug for the phone between the seats. After
four rings, she managed to flip the phone open and put
it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Yo, it's me Kim from the Lou."
"What's up?"
"What do you mean wazzup? You dun fucked up my life,
you fucking fake ass bitch!"
Miss K struggled to keep control of the car as she
recoiled from the cell phone.
"What's going on?" Tracy said, visibly worried at her
friend's reaction.
Miss K shrugged her shoulders, then placed the phone
back on her ear. "How did I manage to mess up your
life?"
"With that fucking dick of yours, that's how. Every
time my comes over and I wanna dig her out with
the strap-on, I gotta hear your fucking name, talking
how what I got ain't as big as you. Fuck you bitch!
You dun fucked up some good shit here! I can't buy
shit like you got in a store!"
Miss K sighed, then said, "so whatcha want me to do
about it?"
"Remember when you said that you'd make a mold of that
dick for me?"
"Yeah."
"Make one, or else."
"Or else what?"
"Well, I got the hook-up within the Feds, and I can
set you up on some drug charges, KHALIL!"
Miss K gasped in shock, then screamed, "how the fuck
you learn my real name?!"
"The same way I can get those drug warrants put on.
Now here's the address I want you to send it to."
Miss K put her cell phone on speaker, then motioned
for Tracy to jot down the address. After she wrote it
down, Miss K took off the speaker phone to listen to
Kim.
"Now, I either see that dildo made from your dick by
tomorrow afternoon, or you're gonna be the prison
bitch! I know they'll love those big of yours.
Bye, bitch!"
Miss K pulled over to the side of the road, then
calmly turned off the engine and closed the cell
phone. "We have a bit of a problem, Trace."
"No shit!" Tracy said. "For one, I thought you
legally changed your name to Kayla?"
"Nah. Technically, I just do business under that
name. It's like a stage name of sorts, Miss LaRue, or
should I say Miss Smith!"
"Hey! Do you honestly believe those AIDS tests are
confidential? Why would I put my real name on it?"
Miss K ran her hand through her auburn hair as she was
breathing deeply, slamming her fists on the steering
wheel. "Shit! Enough bickering. We gotta get this
crazy a copy of my dick, or I'm going to be
the star of a new shemale porno flick." She then
switched to a sarcastic tone, saying, "After all,
there's nothing I love more than dick!"
"Mmhmm!" Tracy chimed in, giggling at the small joke.
"OK, joke time is over," Miss K said as she sat back
up in her driver's seat. "We gotta get to a rest
station, then hit the net and see if there are any
crafts shops nearby. Sound like a plan?"
"Yeah."
***
About an hour later, Tracy and Miss K found themselves
outside of a crafts in the outskirts of San Antonio.
Miss K jumped out the SUV, then walked over to help
the smaller Tracy out the high vehicle.
"Why thank you!" Tracy said with a smile. "You didn't
have to do that."
"Thanks," Miss K said as her mind was preoccupied with
what was going on. "Now how am I gonna pull this off?
It isn't every day that some asks for a mold of
her dick."
"Don't worry, K. It'll work out," Tracy said as she
hugged her friend around her waist.
"Hey, why should you care? You'd probably enjoy all
those tough butches eating you out."
"Stop silly," Tracy said with a giggle as she gave her
friend a playfully slap. "Besides, based on your
tongue and what's between your legs, I think I got the
ultimate butch."
"Aww, thanks," Miss K said before giving her friend a
hug, a peck on the cheek and a quick grope of Tracy's
breast. Clutching her purse, she walked towards the
front door, saying over her shoulder, "now let's give
it a shot."
Miss K walked into the store, with Tracy trailing
close behind, and walked around the aisles, a bit
unsure of what she needed. As she was glancing around
the store, she ran right into a woman who sprawled out
on the floor. She reached down to the woman, taking
time to check out her curvy frame.
"Sorry about that, ma'am," Miss K said as she pulled
the woman to her feet.
"Not a problem, sugar!" the woman said as she got to
her feet. She looked down at Miss K's hand, rubbing
it with both of her hands before giving it a kiss.
"Perhaps I could be of help. My name's Michelle."
"Thanks," Miss K said as she checked Michelle out.
Her warm brown, soft, flat belly peeked out from a
pair of low riding, tight leather pants and a
sleeveless top that showed off a nice-sized pair of
breasts.
"So what do you want, ma'am?" Michelle said as she
looked up at Miss K with a knowing smile.
"Well, um, I have a project, an art project of sorts,"
Miss K stammered out.
"What is it?"
"Well, I have to make a mold of a body part, um, a
male body part of, um, a friend."
Michelle stood up on her toes and twanged into Miss
K's ear, "you want to make a mold of your dick, don't
you sugar."
"Yeah," Miss K said, surprised that she was read so
easily. "How did you guess?"
"All the surgery in the world can't change the size of
your hands, sugar!" Michelle said as she rubbed Miss
K's hand in her hands. "Plus, you didn't pull up with
anyone else, you sound like a Yankee and you don't
seem familiar with the area." Reading Miss K's shock
in her eyes, she continued, "don't worry sugar. We
get requests for help with your kind of thing from
time to time. Let me help you out."
Michelle led Miss K and Tracy through the store,
picking up a box of plaster of Paris and some
silicone. After leading them through the store,
Michelle took them to the checkout counter and ran up
the needed supplies.
"You know, um.…"
"Kayla. The name's Kayla. Sorry I didn't tell you
that earlier."
"No problem, sugar," Michelle said. "Anyway, I could
help you out with your, um, project. We have a couple
spare rooms that we could use. Besides, something
tells me you aren't the arts and crafts type."
"Not unless you count eating as a craft," Tracy
chimed in.
Michelle smiled at the joke, then said, "do you want
my assistance, Kayla?"
"Sure, I wouldn't mind."
Michelle called out to her boss that she was going to
be away for a bit, took the supplies in hand, then led
Miss K and Kayla to the back of the store. She led
them into a small hallway with a few rooms going off
to the side, then brought them to a whitewashed room
with some tables littered with supplies and a sink on
one wall.
"Hey Kayla's friend! Could you get that pitcher on
the table for me and fill it with water?" Michelle
asked.
Tracy got the pitcher and filled it with water as
Michelle poured out the plaster of Paris powder into a
basin. "Remember, this stuff won't stay soft forever,
so you gotta get yourself up and at 'em in a hurry,
OK?"
"Not a problem," Miss K said with a smile, feeling her
nipples harden at the sexual stimulation to come.
Looking squarely at Miss K's chest, Michelle said, "I
see someone's excited at that possibility." Taking
the pitcher of water from Tracy's hand, she said,
"Speaking of which, where is your, um, member? I
wanna make sure it's ready to cast once I have this
mixed up."
"Not a problem, Michelle," Tracy said as she pulled
Miss K away from the table.
Tracy squatted down, then reached under Miss K's
jersey and pulled her down to her ankles,
letting her friend's dick pop out and stick out from
the jersey. She lifted the hem up to Miss K's waist
with one hand and grabbed her dick with the other
before sliding the tip between her lips. She hummed
as she snaked her tongue around the head, making Miss
K gasp in pleasure as she jacked the shaft in her
hand. She then started feeding inch after inch of
Miss K's hardening dick into her mouth and throat,
milking it with her lips with each pass and caressing
the underside with her tongue. When she reached
bottom with her friend's dick, Tracy slid her tongue
out of her mouth and licked Miss K's balls, undulating
her tongue along the underside of her dick as her
throat pulled on the swollen head. She slowly pulled
her head off the shaft, working her tongue along the
underside, and then gave the now-slick shaft a couple
strokes as she on the swollen head. After
that, she turned to look at Michelle, lightly stroking
her friend's dick.
"Kayla's ready Michelle."
Michelle looked in absolute shock at the scene in
front of her as she blindly mixed the casting plaster,
bewildered at what she saw.
"I see you're wearing no panties," Michelle vacantly
said as she stared at Miss K's hard-on.
"Yeah," Tracy chimed in. "I like to make sure the
kitty is nice and free," she continued, idly caressing
her labia with her spare hand.
"How big is that thing?! I never thought transsexuals
could get like that!" Michelle said in complete shock.
"Well, if you pay a lot of money for plastic surgery
and stay away from hormones, you can," Miss K boasted.
Getting back to business, Michelle said, "well, it
looks like the plaster is ready. Take off that dress
of yours. We don't want it getting messed up with the
plaster."
Miss K whipped off her dress, revealing her man-made
42DDD chest, and toyed with her nipples a bit,
eliciting a soft purr from her lips.
"Wow. I see you paid a lot for your body!" Michelle
said before licking her lips, her eyes darting between
Miss K's huge and her bigger dick. "Now, stick
your thing in the plaster. Remember, you gotta keep
yourself hard for at least five minutes inside the
plaster, OK?"
Miss K leaned forward a bit and slipped her dick into
the plaster, then said, "by the way you're looking at
my boobs, and I think I know exactly how to do that."
Once she settled her hard dick into the plaster, she
pulled on her hard nipples, then motioned for Michelle
and Tracy to come to her. She gave Tracy a deep
French kiss as Michelle toyed with one of her nipples.
Then, she guided Tracy's mouth toward her nipple as
she gave Michelle a long kiss, reaching down to grab
her ass through those tight leather pants and pulling
the seam up between her labia. When they broke the
kiss, Michelle nuzzled on the nape of Miss K's neck,
then licked her way down to Miss K's free while
Tracy was already nursing on the other. The two women
sucked on Miss K's hard nipples, circling their tongue
around them as all three cooed in pleasure.
"That feels so nice," Miss K said as she caressed both
women's hair, purring in contentment.
"You know," Michelle said as she teasingly stroked her
fingertips lower and lower on Miss K's washboard abs.
"I'd love to suck on something else as soon as it's no
longer in disposed," she said, punctuating it with a
lick of Miss K's nipple, making her shiver.
As Michelle and Tracy kept on Miss K's hard
nipples, working their tongues across the areolas,
Miss K reached down under Tracy's skirt and in
Michelle's pants to caress their soft holds, making
them moan on her hard nipples as she flicked her
fingers on both of their clits. In response, both
women harder on their nipples, pulling it into
their mouths as their tongues licked and flicked all
over them. Then, Tracy took the initiative and slid
her lips over to the Michelle was on,
sliding her tongue around the areola before their
tongues became entangled in a kiss, inadvertently
toying with Miss K's nipple in their mouths. Finally,
Tracy and Michelle slid their tongues around each
other and along Miss K's breasts, making the two huff
as puff as she felt the plaster harden around her
dick.
"OK, Kayla. You can pull yourself out of there,"
Michelle said, licking her lips as she thought about
what was in the plaster.
"Ah, man!" Tracy said as she stood back up straight.
"Just as we were getting started, too."
As Miss K eased herself out of the mold she cast of
herself, Michelle held the basin steady and said,
"Relax! We are just getting started." Once Miss K's
dick cleared the plaster, Michelle reached down and
gave it a few hard jerks. "Besides, we have such a
big chocolate lollipop to suck on," Michelle
continued, sneaking a wink at Tracy.
The two women pushed Miss K away from the table, then
kneeled in front of her. Michelle snuggled up to the
large cock, running it along her cheek and lips, while
Tracy began to lap at the tip. Miss K pawed at her
breasts and pulled them aside to see Michelle stick
her tongue out between her lips and lick her shaft
while Tracy swirled her tongue around the tip. With
each pass up Miss K's shaft, Michelle's tongue touched
Tracy's, causing them to play with each others tongue
until Tracy finally pulled Michelle into a kiss, then
let their tongue play with each other on Miss K's tip.
Michelle then pushed Tracy's mouth off of Miss K's
flared head and swallowed it into her mouth,
on it wetly before giving it a couple strokes and
offering it to Tracy. Tracy on the juicy plum-
colored tip before inhaling the whole dick into her
slick throat, using her throat muscles to suck on it
while her tongue slid along the underside. Michelle
lowered her head and on one of Miss K's nuts,
rolling it around in her mouth.
"Mmm, that feels good," groaned Miss K, her hands
playing with her while her fingers rolled
around her nipples.
The tall transsexual panted as Tracy and Michelle
worked their magic on her large wand, humming to
herself as Michelle cast a spell just under the tip
with her tongue. After running the underside of her
tongue over Miss K's sensitive head, she opened her
mouth as wide as she could and took a few inches of
the dick into her mouth, wetly on it. As
Michelle on it, Tracy went down and tongued her
friend's hairless balls as she jerked off the shaft.
Then, she slid her tongue up Miss K's shaft just as
Michelle was pulling off of it, forcing the woman into
another tongue kiss.
"Hey, you don't have to do all that," Miss K said in a
sex-induced haze. "I have plenty for both of you."
Michelle pulled her mouth off of Tracy and swallowed
half of her dick into her mouth before choking and
letting all but the tip slide from between her lips.
She gave the head a good firm suck, her teeth lightly
scratching just below the head, as she reached into
her pants and started rubbing her clit.
"Yeah, you do have a good point, Kayla," Michelle
moaned as she unbuttoned her pants and slid a finger
into her pussy. "I can't it all."
Michelle then watched as Tracy on Miss K's tip,
then bobbed her head until her lips were flush against
her friend's base. As she saw Tracy work her head on
the shaft with short strokes, she thought about how
her little would look stretched on that huge
shaft and filled her hand with wetness at the thought,
her aching for another finger inside that velvet
vise. While Tracy came up for air before swallowing
that shaft once again, Michelle jammed another finger
in her pussy, rubbing her clit with her thumb as
gently as she could, desperately wanting not to
without feeling that shaft and rub across her
pussy lips.
Tracy saw Michelle staring at the dick in her mouth
and locked eyes with her as she eased herself off the
shaft. Giving her friend a few quick strokes, she
looked at Michelle and said, "you really wanna fuck
this dick, huh?"
"Oh yeah," Michelle vacantly said, trying not to move
her fingers too much lest she cum, but not wanting to
take them off her pussy.
"Hey Kayla! Do you wanna fuck this girl?"
Miss K came out of her haze and looked down at a
panting Michelle, her eyes pleading and her nipples
hard as she gently rubbed her pussy.
"Please fuck me, you crazy bitch!" Michelle pleaded.
"I wanna on your cock!"
Miss K felt her nipples crinkle and her dick twitch
looking at Michelle lick her lips, desperate in lust
for her. "Tracy, get me a condom," she said as she
lightly stroked her hand. "I wanna fuck her silly."
"But I wanna feel you…"
"Nuh-uh-uh!" Miss K said with a wagging finger as she
slowly stroked her sensitive shaft. "If you want my
dick, it'll be on my terms."
Michelle sighed, then stood up, pulled her pants down
to her ankles and bent over the nearest table,
sticking her ass his in the air. "I don't care what
you want, JUST FUCK ME!"
Taking the condom from Tracy's hand, Miss K twisted
her hand around her tip and replied, "With pleasure,
babe."
She unwrapped and rolled the condom onto her hard
dick, then walked over to Michelle and slid her finger
through her quivering quim. She then bent down and
pushed Michelle's over her bra, then trailed her
hard nipples up from her ass over her back, almost
hurting Michelle with the sensation. Finally, she
slid her tip on Michelle's pussy, teasing her as she
squirmed against her dick.
"Please!" Michelle pleaded hoarsely as she reached
back for Miss K's dick. "Fuck my pussy!"
Making sure that her nipples stayed on Michelle's
back, Miss K grabbed one of Michelle's hips and eased
her dick into her slick pussy, the tugging on
Michelle's lips it caused making Michelle
instantly. Biting her lips to keep from cumming
herself, Miss K began to pump Michelle's pussy, her
nipples dragging along Michelle's back and her dick
twitching from the stimulation. She heard Michelle
moan as their hips ground against each other, her
lusty screams filling her ears.
"Fuck me harder! Fuck me!" Michelle managed to scream
out before the slap of Michelle and miss K's flesh
picked up in rhythm and she began to come again.
Tracy sat on a table next to her friend and Michelle,
one leg bent up and perched on the table as she
watched Miss K fuck Michelle, her hips a blur as she
squeezed Michelle's ass. She gently brushed her
fingertips on her bare labia as she looked on, then
saw Miss K stand up and squeeze her nipple, her dick
being revealed with each thrust in and out of
Michelle's pussy. Flashing back to how she knew that
felt, Tracy plunged three fingers into her wet pussy,
pumping them in rhythm as she saw Michelle's lust-
clouded eyes about to go into another orgasm. As she
saw Miss K play with her nipples, she knew how that
made the shaft twitch inside of her, so she
stretched her fingers as wide as she could inside of
her and twitched them, triggering a small orgasm as
she loved Finally, she saw Miss K reach under
Michelle and start to rub her clit, pushing her
slightly forward so that her clit rested on the edge
of the table. The mere thought of what Michelle was
feeling pushed Tracy over the edge, with her wildly
pawing at a nipple before making her hands a blur
between her legs, one hand rubbing her clit as the
other pumped her furiously. She felt her
insides itch for just a brief moment before feeling
the explosion shoot through every pore, her wifebeater
feeling like it was rubbing her skin raw on her
heaving chest as she felt her clamped down on
her fingers.
As Tracy came to, she saw Michelle laying out on the
table, stiff and eyes frozen open as Miss K kept
fucking her and rubbing her clit. As Miss K
finally slowed down her hips, Michelle let out a moan,
breathing heavily as her skin glowed with sweat.
"Stop, I can't take no more!" Michelle said as she
reached back and weakly pushed at Miss K's hips.
Taking the hint, Miss K eased herself out of
Michelle's pussy, making her sensitive labia shoot out
in almost-pain as she came out. As soon as she backed
away from Michelle, Michelle's knees buckled, and she
fell out on the floor, still huffing and puffing.
"That was incredible!" Michelle panted out. "I did
think dicks like that really existed. Did you cum,
Kayla?"
"Actually, no," Kayla said as she pulled off her
condom.
"I thought you liked fucking me," Michelle cried, a
tear running down her cheek.
Miss K scrambled down to her knees, hugging Michelle's
head to her bosom. "It isn't your fault. I didn't
want to until you finished, OK?"
She licked the tear off of Michelle's cheek, then
tongue kissed her hard, caressing her honey
hair as their tongues caressed each other. After
pulling away from Michelle, Miss K said, "Relax. You
had fun, right?"
"Mmhmm," Michelle said before giving Miss K a peck on
the lips. "Now let me get that, um, stuff ready to
pour for the mold.
"Hey K!" Tracy said as she kneeled down and stroked
the still-hard dick. "Want my help in making you
cum?"
"Sure," Miss K beamed up at Tracy as Michelle got to
her feet and pulled her pants up.
Tracy helped Miss K up to her feet, then sat her down
on a table next to the one Michelle was preparing the
silicone on. Then, she turned away from her friend
and jumped up on her lap. "Lift me up, K. I wanna
give Michelle a show while I make you cum, OK?" Tracy
said as she lifted her butt up a bit.
Miss K obliged Tracy's request and lifted her up, then
lowered her down as she guided the huge member in
between her sugar walls. She then lifted Tracy's legs
up at the knees, holding on to them as Tracy circled
her hips on her friend's dick. As she felt Tracy rock
her hips back and forth, squeezing her dick inside her
pussy, she started pumping Tracy's as she
watched Michelle prep the silicone to be poured into
the mold.
Suddenly, Tracy reached behind her and pulled her
friend into a deep tongue kiss, working her wet
on Miss K's dick as their faces were obscured by a
tangle of auburn and platinum blonde. She then
reached down and pulled at Miss K's nipple, her tongue
in her friend's ear.
"So you wanna flood my fucking with cum, huh?
Show this bitch what a horny li'l big dicked slut you
are, huh?" Tracy panted into Miss K's ear.
"Shut up you fucking slut! I know you just wanna get
pumped full of cum, huh slut!" Miss K hissed back.
"Yeah, bitch, fill me with your cum, unless you're too
much of a bitch to do it!" Tracy leered as she reached
down and squeezed Miss K's balls. "Flood me with your
fucking cum!"
Miss K gritted her teeth and grunted as she fucked up
into Tracy's wet, milking pussy, feeling her
bubble up. Just as she felt her dick pass the point
of no return, she felt Tracy pull her into a kiss just
as she shot her load deep inside of Tracy, a few drops
sliding down her shaft with each pump to pool at the
base of her dick. Miss K groaned into her friend's
mouth as she was depositing her load up Tracy's
until she felt the last drop ooze out her piss-slit.
Letting her tongue dance with Tracy's a bit before
pulling away and saying, "Thanks Trace. I needed
that."
"I see that," Tracy said, fingering the that
pooled at the babe of her friend's dick and then
offering what was on her fingers in Michelle's
direction. "Hey Michelle! Want a taste?"
"Sure," Michelle said, putting down the bag in which
she was mixing the silicone, walking over and
the off of Tracy's fingers before opening her
mouth and swallowing it. "You have some nice tasty
cum, Kayla. Nice and creamy."
"Why thank you!" Miss K said, barely suppressing a
giggle.
She then pulled her limp dick out of Tracy, then
helped her down to the floor. After that, she walked
over to Michelle, who was picking up the silicone
mixing bag and getting ready to pour it into the mold.
"Wanna do the honors, Kayla?" Michelle said as she
passed the bag to Miss K.
"Sure."
"Now just pour it down into the mold. Big as you are,
it might take a lot," Michelle said, taking a playful
slap at Miss K's nipple.
"I know you know that all too well. By the way, how
long does it take for this stuff to dry?"
"6 hours at least at room temperature. But don't
worry. You should be able to pull this out the mold
without any problems."
Miss K closed her eyes in thought, trying to thinking
of a way out of the jam she was in. "What time does
the post office at the local airport close?"
"10. Why do you ask?"
"Nothing, just thinking about something," Miss K said
as the silicone began to overflow the mold.
"Hey, careful there!" Michelle warned Miss K. "You
don't wanna waste too much of that stuff."
Carefully, she helped Miss K turn the bag upright
before Miss K chucked it in a nearby garbage can. She
then went looking for her jersey and as
Michelle went looking for a box.
"Here's a box for you to hold the mold in," Michelle
said as she passed it off to Tracy. "And since I have
a feeling you want to mail this somewhere, here's a
bag of packing material," she continued as she passed
a bag off to Miss K.
"Thanks a lot," Miss K said as she gave Michelle a hug
and a peck. "Is this gonna cost me anything extra."
"No, sugar. However, I might have to contact your
lawyer after that battering ram you shoved in me. My
pussy is gonna be sore for a week!" Michelle said
before everyone broke out in a laugh.
"Hey, just call it my tip," Miss K said as she pulled
the tailored jersey over her head.
Michelle stopped to say something, then laughed and
shook her head. "Never mind." Looking over at Tracy,
she said, "could you hold this basin down while I ease
out this mold?"
"Sure," Tracy said as she walked over to Michelle.
"Not a problem."
***
Miss K pulled in the SUV into the motel parking lot,
holding on to the bag of Boston Market food she picked
up. In addition, she had another bag with a small
bottle of bleach, thinking that if she was going to
let Tracy get a ride out of that dildo, it should be
cleaned off well before being sent on its way.
After putting her vehicle in park, she pulled the bags
out of the passenger seat, then locked the door and
walked up to her motel room. When she tried the knob
on the hotel room, she found that it was unlocked, so
she opened the door and walked into the room. She saw
Tracy laying back on the single bed, idly rubbing her
pussy as a porno played on the TV.
"Hey, Trace!" Miss K said as she placed the bags down
on the table. "Do you know how much those
cost?"
"Yeah…that's why I'm getting them while I'm traveling
on your tab," Tracy shot back with a smile. Taking a
sniff at the air, Tracy continued, "I smell that you
brought the food. What did you get?"
"Oh, just something as non-fast food like as
possible," Miss K said as she laid out the two plates
she picked up from Boston market, as well as some
plastic utensils. "Let's eat. I'm famished from
earlier today."
"Well, if you didn't shoot all the protein out your
body with your cum…"
"Hush, Trace. Ain't like you were complaining
earlier," Miss K said with a smile as she sat down at
the table. "Now let's eat."
The two women ate their food without incident, with
Miss K trying to finish as soon as she could so she
could spring her surprise on Tracy. As soon as she
finished her meal, Miss K nursed her lemonade,
watching as Tracy finished up her food. When Tracy
decided to start munching on a corn muffin, Miss K
made her move.
"Tracy!"
"Yeah."
"Do you wanna know what's in the other bag I brought
in?"
"Is it a nice bottle of chardonnay?"
Pulling the bottle onto the table, Miss K simply said
"nope," as she pulled the bottle of bleach onto the
table.
"What's the bleach for?"
"Well, I gotta clean that dildo off after you use it,"
Miss K said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Tracy said in a seductive voice,
wiggling her body just so to turn her friend on.
"I bet sometimes you wish you had two of me, right?"
Miss K said, pawing at her hardening dick through her
thong.
"Mmhmm," Tracy said as she lifted up her and
licked her nipples through the wifebeater. "I'd love
to have to of you pounding out my holes, feeling your
big, hard, curvy bodies on me."
"Well," Miss K said as she walked over to the mold on
the dresser and peeled the mold out the dildo. "I
want to see you warm yourself up for me while I do
likewise. Wanna do that?"
"Wow!" Tracy said as she took the dildo from her
friend's hands. "It's just like a version of your big
thing," she said as she ran her hands over it. "Even
has that slight curve you have."
"So," Miss K said as she sat down, pulled her thong
aside and pulled her dick out. "Shall I watch you
warm up?"
"Definitely!" Tracy said as she slid off her mini-
skirt, then kneeled up on the bed.
As she rubbed the tip of the dildo across her clit,
she looked down at her crotch, her long, platinum
blonde tresses cascading down over her head. Slowly,
she rocked her hips back and forth on the tip, letting
the rubber get wet and warm up between her soft nether
lips. Eventually, she settled the tip of the dildo at
the opening to her sweet peach and eased it in,
moaning as she felt her labia around and suck
in the head. She looked at her friend stroking her
dick with one hand and mauling a through her
jersey with the other, eventually locking eyes with
her as she pulled her off. She licked her lips
for her friend, rocking her hips on the silicone
member before pulling on her nipples with her hands.
"Yeah," Miss K said as she idly stroked her cock.
"You look so hot right now."
"See how much your tip stretched me?" Tracy moaned out
as she spread her lips, showing how obscenely the
dildo stretched out her insides. She lowered herself
a few inches on the dildo, then rocked on it saying,
"See how much your my poor lips, how
your shaft rubbing on my clit! God, I love it!"
"Yeah," Miss K said as she jacked her dick faster and
faster, her free hand holding onto her balls. "I love
how that looks! Shove it all in! I wanna see you
fuck yourself."
Tracy pushed her hips down and grunted as she felt the
rubbery member her insides, the friction on
her dry from the dry rubber making her grit her teeth
to stay stable. When she got about all of it in,
Tracy laid back o the bed, perching herself up just
enough to see her friend's reaction, and started
pulling it out of her, pulling her close to cumming
from the friction. Slowly, she built up the speed of
the thrusts, twisting it around so it would hit her g-
spot just as she thrust it in. She saw with hazy eyes
Miss K jerking her member up and down, wishing
it was her flesh and blood tool pounding into her
pussy. In the background, she could hear the slapping
of flesh, feel her clit get tugged off to another
replace as she fucked herself harder and harder.
Then, she decided to slow down just a bit, twisting
the dildo around her wet with a could of slow
strokes before pulling it out and her own
juices off the tip.
"God, your dick is so big," Tracy said as she rubbed
her sensitive lips, feeling how raw her nerves
were. "I'd love to have to have two of these pounding
me out," she said as she got up and stood in front of
Miss K.
"One at my pussy…" Tracy continued as she grabbed Miss
K's dick and rubbed the tip on her clit.
"…And the other in my asshole, stretching me out," she
said as she pushed the tip of the dildo inside her
ass. "Filling me up!. Would you like to do the
honors?"
"Oh, I'd love to," Miss K said as she caressed her
dick.
Tracy climbed up on Miss K's chair, placing her knees
on either side of her friend's thighs as she held onto
the dildo. Then, she grabbed Miss K's shaft and
lowered herself onto it in one slow, smooth motion,
moaning from the feel of Miss K's pulsating dick
inside of her.
Handing the dildo to Miss K, Tracy said, "Now shove
that rubber thing in me good! Act like it's your
second dick, OK baby?"
Miss K simply held Tracy to her chest firmly as she
shoved the dildo up her back passage. When she felt
it hit bottom, she bent down and kissed Tracy hard on
the lips, Tracy's hand trapped between them as she
felt how full she was. Quickly, Miss K thrust both
her real dick and the rubber copy in her hand in and
out of Tracy, feeling her almost instantaneously
from being filled so much. She kept plowing away at
Tracy, feeling her hard nipples rub Tracy's through
the jersey she was still wearing as her shat
pushed through that velvet vise. When she felt
Tracy's hips snap on top of hers, her almost
pulling her dick off of her body, she let go in a
hurry, feeling like her body was being pulled out of
her slit as she began to cum, groaning as she
deposited another load in her and feeling like she was
shooting out a gallon out of her hard dick.
She came to a few moments later, feeling Tracy lick on
the nape of her neck, feeling her raise up off of her
dick before disconnecting with a loud pop. She then
felt more than saw Tracy give her sensitive head a
lick and her shaft a caress.
"Man, I just love your dick," Tracy said as she gave
the head a peck. "Heck, I know why what these
things so much, think about them and all that. After
all, who wouldn't want their flesh to be the most
powerful and dominating force it could be. Heck, I
know why even you couldn't give it up among other
things."
Shaking a bit of the cobwebs out of her head, Tracy
continued, "Shit, I love, no, need every inch of your
flesh, from your dick to your strong muscles, even
though big saltwater bags under your skin."
Miss K reached down, pulled Tracy by the hair, and
then leered at her, "Bitch, I don't need to be
reminded I have fake tits!" She then pulled Tracy's
head up to her and kissed her deeply, then pulled
away. "You thought I was mad, huh?" Miss K said with
a giggle.
"Yeah, bitch!" Tracy said with a playful slap.
"You're crazy."
"And you love it, big baby!" Miss K said as she gave
Tracy a peck on the cheek. "Now where's that dildo?"
"On the table behind you."
Miss K got up, then picked up the dildo and the bottle
of bleach from the table behind her. As Tracy went to
lay back down on the bed and veg out on the TV, Miss K
filled the bathroom sink with warm water, then poured
some bleach in and cleaned the dildo with a washcloth.
After drying it off, she filled the box with packing
material, then placed the dildo inside of it and
closed it up, making sure the address written on there
was correct.
"Now where are my panties…"
"There's by the chair, K," Tracy said as she gestured
in that general direction. "Remember? You pulled
them off to jerk off?"
"That's right," Miss K said as she pulled her manhood
up between her legs, then pulled her thong up
under her jersey.
She then walked over to the box, picked it up and
walked over to Tracy. "I gotta go run this to the
airport. I should be back in a half-hour, OK?" Miss K
said as she gave Tracy a goodbye kiss.
"No problem. I'll keep it warm for you, even if you
pumped your balls dry without me," Tracy said with a
giggle.
"Well," Miss K said as she picked up her purse. "I
can always make more baby batter for ya babe. See ya
in a bit!"
"Bye!" Tracy said as she saw Miss K open the door.
"And one last thing before I go," Miss K said as she
stopped in the doorway.
"What?"
"You know how to boot up my laptop, right?" Miss K
said, motioning to her laptop in the corner.
"Yeah. Why?'
"Find something fun for us to do, Trace. I think
we've run out of cops who want to blackmail us, so we
need to do something tomorrow. Just make sure
wherever we go that we head west, OK?"
"Cool. Will do, K."
"See ya!" Miss K said as she slid out the door.
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