Keywords: tg/ff, tg/f, f/f, oral, pub, exh, mast, ir, shavingAuthor: Brett LynnTitle: The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K: The Best of Both Worlds

This is yet another installment of the pure 
pornography that I love to call "The Wonderful 
Adventures of Miss K."  So far, people have been 
loving my over the top sex romps, and I hope you fair 
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without further ado, let's get on with the show.

THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: THE BEST OF BOTH 
WORLDS
By Brett Lynn

Miss K reached in her racing jacket and fished out the 
card key to her motel room, fast food in hand.  She 
wore a pair of track pants as a deference partially to 
modesty and partially to the cold.  When she opened 
the door, she saw Tracy sitting up in her bed, 
nightshirt keeping her modest, pulling on the dildo in 
her mouth by the set of fake balls at the end.  Miss 
K's eyes remained fixed on her traveling buddy as she 
set down the food on the table, wishing that big, 
brown thing passing between Tracy's lips was her dick.

"I see you're practicing on your little dildo there, 
huh, Trace?"

Tracy pulled the dildo out of her mouth with a loud 
pop, then said, "Yeah.  After all, when you went out 
to get something to eat, I'd figure I'd get some 
practice in."

"Good, hun," Miss K said, sitting down, pulling the 
Egg McMuffin sandwich out of the bag and laying it out 
across from her with a cup of coffee.  "That's what I 
got it for.  That, and the rare occasion that you need 
a BIG piece of me, and I can't be of service," she 
went on, emphasizing it by rolling her shoulders a 
bit.

"Like that'll ever happen," Tracy said as she got out 
of bed.  "Wanna see how much progress I've made, my 
wonderful Miss K?"

"Sure, babe.  Come show me whatcha got?"

Tracy sashayed over to Miss K, exaggerating the roll 
in her hips before lifting up the dildo to Miss K's 
eyes and pointing to a spot where the saliva coating 
ended 3/4ths of the way down from the tip.  "See, I've 
made it that far?"

"Impressive," Miss K said with a nod, a few strands of 
her curly blonde hair falling over her face.  "An inch 
of progress with only a day's practice."

"Hey, what can I say?" Tracy said as she sat across 
from Miss K.  "I'm a hard worker you know."  As she 
took a sip from her coffee, Miss K slipped off her 
sneaker and ran her bare foot up and down Tracy's leg, 
stopping just short of her pussy and making Tracy spit 
out some coffee in surprise.

"Hey!  Don't you ever calm down?"

Miss K looked at Tracy with a cocky smile, nodding her 
head a bit, and said, "No."

"Are you that insatiable?" Tracy said as she tried to 
wipe up the coffee with the few napkins she had.  
"Men!"

"Uh, Tracy, take a good look," Miss K said before 
unzipping her jacket, showing off her huge breasts.  
"Do I look like a man?"

"No, but you're acting like one!" Tracy said, 
snickering between sips of coffee.  "Plus, you 
DEFINITELY a man between those legs of yours!" she 
said before sliding down in her seat and sticking her 
small, soft foot up in Miss K's crotch, rubbing the 
big dick wit her sole and toes through the nylon pants 
and getting it to stir.  "It feels like someone's 
being a bad girl today, wearing no panties out, huh?" 
Tracy said with a pout.

"Yeah, yeah.  I was just running to get some food at a 
couple of drive-thrus."

"I bet you got hard there, huh?" Tracy said as she 
kept rubbing Miss K with her foot.

"A little bit," Miss K said before yanking Tracy's 
foot away from her dick.  "Though you're doing a good 
job of hoisting my sail yourself."

"So what are the plans for the day, my fair 
transgendered horn dog."

"Thanks for being PC," Miss K said with a chuckle.  
"Anyway, while you were sleeping, I was up looking for 
a couple things not too far from here: a gym and a 
hair salon."

"Really?  Why?"

"Well, I'm a workout junkie.  I haven't lifted in a 
couple days, and it's getting me stir crazy."

"I'll say!  Look at your crotch!"

"That's enough from you, young lady!" Miss K said, 
chuckling between bites of her French toast sticks.  
"Anyway, then I wanna get this hair style changed.  
After all, since we're now in the heartland, maybe 
I'll go for something more all-American and less 
ghetto fab."

"I feel that.  But how…" Tracy said before realizing 
how much money her friend had.  "OH!  I see."

"Yep.  Flash some cash in front of some people, and 
doors seem to magically open."

"True.  Maybe I'll get the same style you'll go for.  
But what are you gonna wear to the gym, with your 
hookeresque clothes?"

"Watch," Miss K said.  She walked over to her 
briefcase and pulled out a t-shirt.  She pulled her 
jacket off, looking at Tracy and showing off her big 
store-bought boobies by bouncing them a bit, then 
pulled the t-shirt over her head.  When Tracy saw what 
the snugly fitting shirt read, she fell back in her 
chair laughing.

"Trojan Magnum condoms?!  With your big ass titties?"

"Yeah, but with what I'm packing, I should have gotten 
this shirt in an endorsement deal!"

The two got a good chuckle out of that, then went back 
to their food, knowing they had a long day ahead of 
them.

***

"Damn, this is far!  How come you didn't tell me where 
this place was at?"

"Because this is a road trip, silly Tracy.  Besides, 
you think it's easy to find a place that allows guests 
to pop in on short notice?"

"True," Tracy said as the black SUV turned into the 
parking lot and Miss K hunted for a parking space.  
The fitness club was fairly packed, replete with the 
BMWs and Lexuses that symbolized that they were in 
definitely in a tony suburb.  After Miss K killed the 
ignition, along with the Li'l Bow Wow CD pumping 
through the stereo, Miss K and Tracy climbed out the 
SUV and grabbed their gym bags.  The two walked into 
the 2 story stucco building and looked for the front 
desk so they could get their guest passes, noting the 
lack of melanin among the club's patrons.

"Yo!" Tracy said before tugging on Miss K's arm and 
whispering, "There exactly ain't a lot of Black people 
around here!"

"Relax.  We're here to work out, not move in," Miss K 
replied before almost running into the front desk.  

"Well, you're right K."

After stating her name and giving the staff a few 
bucks, Miss K got the passes, some towels and 
directions to the locker room.  The two walked into 
the locker room, searched for and took lockers right 
next to each other.  Miss K split up when Tracy needed 
to change and walked over to the main weight room, 
which was suitably spacious and appointed with the 
necessary free weights and machines.  Steeling herself 
and arming herself with an icy stare, she walked 
through the crowd of testosterone-addled men and went 
through her routine for free weights.  As she looked 
at the mirrors surrounding the free weights, she could 
feel the sets of eyes bore through her clothes as they 
began to soak up sweat.  Though she wish she were back 
in her old apartment, working out in the nude, the 
fact that she couldn't do that, nor avoid the stares 
of the men around her got her through the workout with 
a force she never knew she had.  

Eventually, she got over to the nautilus machine and 
started doing some work on the bench press machine.  
While she was straining to get that weight up and 
down, she got a good look and the balcony that 
encircles the main weight room.  As the runners 
circled past doing their laps, rows of treadmills, 
stationary bikes and stair masters peered over the 
main floor.  Miss K looked up when she saw Tracy 
waving at her from the front row of treadmills.  Miss 
K set her weight her weight, sat up on the bench and 
waved back.  When Tracy gestured for her to come up, 
Miss K looked up in bewilderment.  

"Just come on!" Tracy screamed, motioning for Miss K 
to come on up.

Miss K got up from the weight machine, then made her 
way to the staircase for the balcony.  After a little 
bit of searching, she found Tracy, glowing from her 
effort on the stair master.  

"Hey there, Kayla!  I saw you working out down there.  
How did you manage to keep the guys from harassing 
you, working with those weights down there."

"Well," Miss K said with a tone of false intellect.  
"I gave them what is colloquially called an 'icy 
stare', and protestations of homophobia were heard 
when I passed by."

"You mean…"

"Yep!  Anyway, why did you call me up here?"

"Well, I have someone up here you might wanna play 
with.  Meanwhile, I'm going to hit the showers and 
have some fun, if it's OK with YOU!"  Tracy then shot 
a gaze to a girl with cropped blonde hair several 
machines down, partially swallowed by her t-shirt, 
flashing a bright smile 

"Yeah, yeah, Tracy.  Have your fun."

"Thank you, mommy!"

"Later."

As Tracy walked away, Miss K took her position on the 
now-empty stairmaster in front of her, programmed in 
the settings she wanted and started working out.    
She went on working out on the machine, almost 
forgetting that she was here in part to meet someone 
when that someone made their presence known.

"Hi!  So you're that tall friend Tracy was talking 
about?"

"Hi. Uh, What's your name?"

Miss K looked over to check out the body of her 
neighbor, and found something pretty decent.  While 
her face gave away that she was old enough to be a 
soccer mom, her body belong on her daughter, or at 
least her older sister.  The thong workout leotard fit 
perfectly to a nicely sized and shaped pair of 
breasts, a firm tummy and a spandex-covered ass that 
was no stranger to some hard intense workouts.  Her 
make-up free face was 'glowing' with sweat and her 
dirty blonde hair was plastered down with sweat and 
held up with a scrunchie.

"Carol.  And yours?"

"Kayla.  What brings you here?"

"Well, I'm just doing my usual, working out here after 
I drop the kids off at school.  And you?"

"I'm just passing through town, actually.  I missed my 
workout fix, and I decided to swing by."

"Really?  Those guess passes aren't cheap."

"I know."

"Listen, did you get a chance to really check out the 
club?"

"Not really, Carol.  Why do you ask?"

"You just HAVE to check out the saunas.  They're so 
relaxing.  That steam does feel nice after a workout."

"Hmmm…maybe I'll give that a shot."

"Good," Carol said before stepping off of the 
stairmaster and shaking her limbs out a bit.  "Ah, 
that felt nice.  Hey, do you wanna come with?"

"Well…" Miss K said as her legs pumped away on her 
machine.  "Gimme 5 minutes.  I want to get my time 
then."

"No problem, Kayla.  Just follow the signs down to the 
sauna when you're ready.  I already have #3 reserved 
for the next 45 minutes."

"OK," Miss K said as she saw Carol walk off to the 
staircase.  "See you there!"

Miss K kept working out on the stairmaster for a 
couple more minutes, giving her new-found friend time 
to get into the sauna.  "This is going to be fun," 
Miss K thought to herself as a grin crept across her 
face.  "I've never seduced a soccer mom before.  I 
gotta thank Tracy for this one."

After giving Carol enough of a head start into the 
sauna, Miss K went into the locker room, took off her 
t-shirt, took her towel out and it around her breasts, 
making sure it hung low enough to cover her crotch.  
She pulled a condom, quickly wrote her cell phone 
number on it and tucked it in by her armpit, just in 
case, then reached under her towel and pulled off her 
pants and panties.  After tossing her clothes into her 
locker and locking it back up, she made her way over 
to the saunas.  Once she found door #3, she 
nonchalantly opened it and walked in.

"Hi!  How's it going?"

Miss K turned around and saw Carol laying back in the 
sauna naked as the day she was born.  Her body glowed 
with the moisture, her breasts sat up high on her 
chest, looking firm as the rest of her body, and her 
pubic hair was shaved to a small spot just above her 
labia.  "Damn, I wanna eat her out!  She looks pretty 
nice there.  I'd show her what's up," Miss K thought 
to herself.

"Stop staring!  We're all women here.  Ain't like 
you've never seen a naked woman before."

"True," Miss K said as she sat down stiffly in the 
sauna, caught off guard by Carol's remark.

"Come on," Carol said as she sat up a bit, letting her 
thighs drift open.  "You can't relax right all covered 
up."

"Well…alright."

Miss K tugged on her towel under her underarms, hiding 
her condom in one of her clenched fists, and let the 
towel drift down around her ass.  She then pulled her 
towel off of her crossed legs, hiding the condom in 
its folds, and laid back in the sauna.

"Gee, those are some big breasts you have there," 
Carol said.  "Are they yours?"

"Yeah, hun.  I paid for them!" Miss K said with a 
chuckle.

"I hear that.  How big are they?"

"40DDD," Miss K replied, hefting her breasts in her 
hands and playfully tweaking her nipples.

"Wow!  I was thinking if they make your back hurt, but 
you are a big girl.  What are you?  6'4"?  6'6"?"

"6'5", ma'am," Miss K said, jiggling her boobs for her 
friend's eyes.

"Damn, you're a big girl then.  My husband wants me to 
give them a shot, but I don't know.  How did they work 
for you?"

"Well, I didn't have too many problems with them, and 
it's been over a year," Miss K said, her gaze looking 
at Carol's breasts.  "But you don't look like you need 
them.  Heck, if I had a dick, I'd be all over you 
right now."

"Oh really!" Carol said with a laugh.  "But could you 
check them out and let me know what you think?"

"Sure," Miss K replied as Carol walked over to her.  
She looked at Carol's breasts as she looked down at 
Miss K, her small, dusky areolas crinkled up with some 
excitement.  Miss K hefted the breasts in her hands 
and gave them a firm squeeze, running her fingers over 
her skin.  She then ran her thumbs over Carol's 
nipples, then pushed down on them to see them bounced 
back easily.  "God do I wanna suck those tits," Miss K 
thought to herself.

"Hey, your breasts feel so firm, and they aren't a bad 
size either.  I think you don't need them."

"Well thanks hun," Carol said as she sat back down, 
laid back and let the steam of the sauna overwhelm her 
skin.  "It's nice to hear from another woman, you 
know?"

"Y-yeah, I got you," Miss K said as she looked around 
the room.

"Hey, hun!  Don't be so nervous.  I see you got your 
legs crossed there.  Why haven't you uncrossed them?"

"Well," Miss K said with fake shyness.  "C-can I tell 
you a secret?"

"Sure, hun.  What is it?"

"You ever seen on TV those men who look like women?"

"Yeah, but you don't mean, I mean you don't say.  I 
mean, you look feminine enough to me, tall as you 
are."

Miss K calmly uncrossed her legs, then spread them 
open, letting her long, limp dick hang between her 
thighs.  She looked up into Carol's eyes as the shock 
registered in her face and her breath shortened.  

"Yes I am.  I am a man, at least where it counts."

Carol took a moment to catch her breath, then said "I 
can't believe it!  I mean, you look, so, well, but 
you're bigger than my husband down there."

Miss K, worried about her new-found friend asked, "Are 
you OK?"

"Yeah.  It's just unusual, that's all.  I guess it's 
OK, if you live as a woman.  I know lesbians you know.  
But one question.  How did you get to look like that 
and still have…that?"

"Plastic surgery, my fair friend?  Plastic surgery." 

"Wow," Carol said as she got up and walked over to 
Miss K, her eyes glues to Miss K's dick.  "I guess 
what they say about Black men even goes for the ones 
that look like women."

"Thanks," Carol said as she got on her knees.  "May I 
touch it?"

"Sure."

Carol slid her hand around Miss K's dick and slowly 
caressed it in her hands, feeling it stir in her palm.  
She took the twitching as an invitation to stroke it 
more, feeling it grow thicker and longer in her hands.  
She heard Miss K purr as she ran her thumb across the 
tip and looked up to see Miss K breathing heavily, her 
nipples hard as pebbles as she hefted a breast in one 
hand and squeezed it.  Too nervous to look down into 
her hand, she reached down with her other hand and 
started stroking that semi-hard dick, letting the 
moisture from the steam and a little bit of dripping 
pre-cum lubricate her motions.  As she kept stroking, 
she saw the woman's huge tits heaving, her head laid 
back as she was panting and her hair brushing against 
her back.  It was then she realized how far her hands 
were going as the stroked back and forth.  The dick 
felt hotter than the air around them, thick as a Coke 
can and full of blood.  It was then she looked down.

If she didn't see it in her own hands, Carol wouldn't 
have believed it herself.  The shaft was thicker than 
her wrist, and was longer than both of her hands put 
together.  She felt her pussy cream as she thought of 
what that big thing could do between her legs.  "Damn, 
that dick's big," she said to herself, her hands still 
slowly stroking that dick.  "I only thought that kind 
of dick was reserved for porno movies."

"Kayla?" Carol called out, trying to lure Miss K out 
of her reverie.  She then reached up to squeeze one of 
Miss K's huge breasts, hoping the touch would get her 
attention.  She squeezed the huge breast, squeezing 
the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

"Oh, that feels so good, Carol!  Don't stop!"

"I won't," Carol said with some authority.  Then, with 
a meeker voice, she continued, "I was just trying to 
get your attention.  Can I suck your dick?  You know, 
I've never seen anything so big, and I'm just kind of 
curious…"

"Go ahead!" Miss K said, reaching up and squeezing her 
hand around the one Carol had on her breast.  "Suck my 
big dick!"

Carol lifted and steadied the huge shaft with her free 
hand, then bent own her head to take the tip into her 
mouth.  She was shocked as she felt her lips stretch 
around the spongy head almost impossibly far and let 
her tongue swab around it, hearing Miss K moan in 
appreciation.  Short of breath, Carol pulled her mouth 
off of Miss K's dick and looked up over her huge, 
heaving tits into Miss K's dark eyes.

"Man, you're a big girl!" Carol panted out.  "How big 
are you?"

"12 inches long, 3 inches across, NOW SUCK ME!!" Miss 
K said, pulling Carol's head to the base of her dick.

Miss K felt Carol pull her head up as she licked her 
way up her dick, taking her hand with her, then plant 
a few soft kisses on her tip, taking a bit of pre-cum 
on her lips.  After licking it up, she was her open 
her mouth as wide as she could, then took a deep 
breath before swallowing the huge head.  She felt her 
suck as hard as she could, working her tongue around 
the huge tip and hitting every nerve as she felt the 
stimulation.  She felt the woman's lips work up and 
down on her dick, she lips sliding down a couple 
inches on her shaft before sliding back up, Carol's 
panting making her shiver.  She felt the moisture from 
the sauna coat her body, tickling her senses even 
more, shooting through her skin down to her dick and 
back up to her head.  She bit her lip and squeezed her 
breasts hard when she felt Carol suck hard on her 
dick, bucking her hips up uncontrollably as she felt 
those soft lips twist around her shaft.  She felt 
those soft lips pull away, catching and tugging on her 
head, then a few kittenish licks in that furrow on the 
bottom of her head.  Then she left those lips open up, 
take the bottom of her tip into her mouth and suck it, 
licking her tongue against the sucked-up flesh.

"Stop, honey!"

"W-what?" Carol said, looking up as she pulled away.

"That's enough for now.  But first, I wanna get that 
pussy ready for my cock.  Wouldn't you like to feel 
how big this is?"

"Well, I am curious, but I dunno…"

Miss K dug in her towel and pulled out the condom she 
hid in there.  "I kinda anticipated this might happen, 
so I brought this, just in case."

"Huh?" Carol said, realizing what was going on.  "How 
did you…I mean…"

"You're a challenge.  A challenge with a nice ass to 
boot."

"Why, thank you!" Carol smiled back, looking back down 
at that hard, glistening dick.  "That is a big thing 
you got there, but I don't know."

"Look," Miss K said, sliding over on her seat.  "Just 
get up here and let me eat your pussy in appreciation.  
Just a token of thanks, you know?  After all, you 
don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"OK," Carol said as she got up breathing heavily on 
unsteady legs, then got up on the bench, lay down, 
spread her legs and push her feet back to her ass, 
leaving her hairy pussy open.

As Miss K kneeled up on the bench and turned to look 
at Carol, she cracked, "I can see you aren't a real 
blonde!"

Carol shot back by pointing between Miss K's legs at 
her still-hard dick, saying, "And I can see you aren't 
a real woman, so…" and punctuating it by sticking her 
tongue out like she was a little kid.  She felt back 
on the bench chuckling away.

"Fair enough.  Now just let me get at that sweet 
pussy."

Miss K started by kissing and flicking her tongue at 
one of Carol's bent knees, taking in the take of the 
woman's sweat and the steam.  Then, realizing that she 
didn't have that much time, she stuck her tongue out 
and licked all the way down Carol's inner thigh, 
stopping just short of her pubic hair to suck on her 
skin, licking the warm flesh in her mouth.

"You taste pretty nice there, Carol."

"Well, there's more where that came from hun!  Lick my 
little cunny!"

Miss K stuck her tongue out and snaked it through 
Carols black forest, parting the hair on her labia to 
lick the bare skin beneath.  She licked all around 
Carol's labia and she held onto the woman's hips, 
holding down her hips for her to better attack that 
wet pussy.  She kissed the labia, spreading her lips 
with each kiss and licking on the inside of her lips, 
before sucking on her lips, scrapping out all the 
moisture she could from her pussy.  She licked back 
the hair from Carol's sweet lips and sucked firmly on 
each of her labia, then the other.  Looking up from 
the sweet cunt before going back to eating her pussy 
out, she couldn't see Carol's face because her back 
was arched, her chest heaving in exhilaration.  She 
blew a line from her asshole to her clit, then licked 
all around her clit, taking great care to avoid the 
tip of it as she licked.

Miss K heard Carol's screams ring in her ears as she 
kept licking circles around her clit.  Then she 
finally decided to go in for the kill, planting a firm 
kiss on the tip of her clit, then blowing on it.  She 
pulled her head away, holding Carol's hips firm to the 
bench as she arched her back and writhed through her 
cum, her pussy dripping down onto the bench.  As Carol 
started to come down from her orgasm, Miss K slid her 
body up over Carol's, her tits and hard nipples making 
Carol shake from the contact with her hot, sweat-
covered skin.  

She gave one of Carol's nipples a light suck, then 
looked up into her flush face and asked, "do you wanna 
try my big dick now?"

"Yeah, lemme give that big boy a shot!  I think I 
could handle that!"

"Don't worry.  I won't be long," Miss K said as she 
rocked back on her knees and picked up the condom 
wrapper.  She quickly tore it open, then took a few 
seconds to roll it down her hard dick.  She stroked 
the latex covered dick for a second, then lowered 
herself back over Carol, her dick lined up with 
Carol's soaked pussy.  

"Are you ready?"

"Oh yeah," Carol breathed out.  "Fuck me with that big 
dick."

"Just hold on to my ass, and enjoy the ride, babe."

Miss K guided her huge, hard dick into Carol's wet, 
willing pussy, lodging it halfway inside before she 
was urged to stop.  She then placed Carol's hands on 
her soft ass, braced herself on the woman's shoulder 
and started to pump her shaft in and out.  As the 
screams filled her ear, Miss K got hotter with each 
pump, with her hot and heavy breasts rubbing against 
Carol's, and her dick feeling the slickness through 
the thinly stretched latex.  She felt that tight quim 
milk her hard dick with each pump, pulling her closer 
and closer to her own cum.  Her curvy, athletic dark 
chocolate body pumped her shaft as deep as if could 
into Carol as it engulfed the smaller body beneath it, 
feeling every sensation in the hot sauna as she kept 
fucking.  Suddenly, she felt herself getting closer to 
cumming and let herself fall over the peak, breathing 
heavier and heavier before grunting in Carol's ear, 
filling her condom with hot, slick cum.  As she pumped 
out her orgasm, she felt Carol cum too, milking more 
and more of her cum with her slick pussy and 
stretching out her own orgasm.  She held her dick 
inside of Carol and nibbled on her ear as she finished 
cumming, then gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek 
when their eyes made contact.  Smiling down on the 
woman, she gently pulled out of Carol, resisting a 
lustful squeeze, before sitting back up on the bench.

"Hey woman!  Why'd you squeeze my ass?" Miss K said 
jokingly.

"Well, Kayla, it looks like you've managed to get one 
of those Black girl butts as well as that legendary 
black dick.  That was definitely a fun experience."

"Well," Miss K said as she picked up the condom 
wrapper.  "My number is written on the wrapper if you 
want a repeat experience."

"No thanks," Carol said as she sat up and took the 
wrapper.  "I love my husband too much for that.  This 
is fun and all, but there's nothing like a loving 
husband."

"I understand," Miss K said as she wrapped her arm 
around Carol's shoulders.  "Don't sweat it."

"I'll keep the number, though.  I bet some of my 
single girlfriend would like the same chance I had."

"Cool."  Miss K stood up and wrapped the towel around 
her nude body, sticking her dick up between her legs 
to conceal it.  "I'll let you chill out for the last 
few minutes of your sauna time.  And thanks for the 
recommendation!  This is kinda relaxing."

"Yeah, for a workout, this was relaxing!" Carol joked 
as she laid back on the sauna bench.

"See ya around, Carol!"

"Bye!"

Miss K walked out of the sauna, then back to the 
locker room.  After relieving herself in the ladies 
room and furtively disposing of the condom, she walked 
back to her locker and took out the washcloth and soap 
she took from her motel room and walked to the 
showers.  Just as she was walking in, she heard a moan 
that made her spent cock twitch coming from one of the 
shower stalls.  When she peeked over the curtain, 
there was  Tracy standing under the shower, the water 
running over her tight body, the clit being tongued 
and her pussy being fingered furiously by the blonde 
she'd seen earlier.  Based on what she'd seen before, 
she was close to yet another orgasm.  Miss K smiled at 
Tracy, knowing that there was no way she could see 
her, then took the empty stall right next to the one 
Tracy was in.  As she cleaned up her sensitive body, 
she heard Tracy gasp into an orgasm, the water from 
the shower apparently running into her mouth.  She 
rubbed her hardening nipples a bit with her lathered-
up washcloth, enjoying the sweet sound of 
satisfaction, then let out a chuckle before getting 
back to cleaning up.

***

"Did you enjoy your little girlfriend?!" 

"Shut the fuck up!" Tracy said as she playfully 
slapped Miss K, just getting out of her nap.  "I saw 
you watching me, you pervert!"

"Look who's talking!" Miss K cracked.  "I wasn't 
fucking in public, you know?"

"Well, I know you fucked."

"How can you tell?"

"A woman knows these things," Tracy said with a 
chuckle.  "Besides, that was kind of the idea when I 
introduced you to Carol.  And I bet you didn't use 
protection, either."

Miss K chuckled, she smiled over at Tracy.  "You 
little bitch.  And I did use protection too."

"Carol and Miss K, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I…"

"Shut up!  Besides, that beauty shop is coming up in 
like 5 minutes."

"Why so far?" Tracy asked.  "Wasn't I asleep like an 
hour?"

"Relax.  Besides, don't you just love seeing America 
out your window?"

"No.  I'm from New York, remember?"

"Fair enough," Miss K acquiesced.  

The two women wordilessly made the rest of the drive, 
letting the bland 'Urban' pop on the radio fill the 
air.  Shortly, they came up on a strip mall, where 
Miss K easily found a space and parked her SUV.  She 
opened the door and carefully stepped onto the 
pavement with her white tennis shoes, making sure not 
to flash her white thong under her short denim skirt.  
After locking her door, she walked over at helped 
Tracy out the SUV in a gentlemanly way.  She was 
dressed just as casually to her traveling buddy, 
wearing a wrap skirt that flashed peeks at her long, 
smooth legs.

"Are you ready to look nice and pretty after working 
up all that sweat, my fair Tracy?"

"Sure," said Tracy fixing her hair in the SUV's side 
view mirror.  "Besides, all that sweat wrecked my 
hair."  She pulled up her tube top, lifting up her 
boobs, then zipped up her coat to strategically frame 
her breasts.

The two walked into the beauty shop, then was greeted 
by a guy at the front counter who looked like an aging 
boomer and whose look seemed to be locked in a line 
from her breasts to her crotch, making Miss K a bit 
sick to her stomach.

"Hey, I'm Fred.  Do you ladies have an appointment?" 
the man said as he offered his hand.

"Sure," Miss K countered as she reluctantly shook the 
man's hand.  "It's under the name Ms. Stanford, and I 
mentioned I was bringing along a friend?"

"Ah, yes," Fred said, perfunctorily shaking Tracy's 
hand.  "You called earlier today, right?"

"Yeah."

"OK.  I have someone open for you, Ms. Stanford.  
Prissy?  Your appointment is here!"

Mincing forward in the hubbub of the shop was a guy in 
girl's clothing, or at least that was the impression 
that came across.  Prissy had big sausage curls in her 
jet black hair, and her make-up seemed strangely 
vampish, especially when you consider that she was 
wearing a cute pink belly shirt, a matching pink 
pleated skirt, pink knee-highs and a black pair of 
Mary Janes.  There was something interesting about the 
way her clothes fit, giving her a very androgynous 
look.

"Hi, Ms. Stanford!" Prissy said with a lisp as she 
reached out for a friendly hug.  "I hope you'll enjoy 
your stay here!"  Backing away a bit from Miss K, she 
continued, "My, you're a big GIRL!  Here, let me take 
your coat."

Miss K took her coat off, letting it drop off her arms 
into Prissy's hands.  Prissy then proceeded to mince 
over to the coat rack and hang the coat up, sticking 
her ass up in Fred's direction and giving her boss a 
wink.  She then walked back over to Miss K and stuck 
out her hand.  "Shall we go, girl!"

Unsure how to react, she took Prissy's hand.  "OK, 
let's go."

"Walk with me honey!" Prissy said as the two walked 
off together, with Miss K vaguely hearing that Tracy 
would have to wait a few minutes for her appointment.

Miss K sat down in the salon chair, then Prissy laid 
out the smock over her, walking around to figure out 
Miss K's look.

"Maybe I ask you a question?"

"Sure, hun!  But first, yes I am, and I read you, 
too."

"Huh?  I mean…"

"Don't worry, honey," Prissy said as she got her stuff 
together.  "I work with special girls like you all the 
time.  Besides, with your arms and hands, you're a 
dead giveaway.  And you don't have a purse, either."

Miss K sat back in her chair, unsure of how to react.  
"Well, just as you know, um, I'm not like you, you 
know what I mean?"

"I know exactly what you mean!  I saw the way you 
reacted when Fred was eyeing you over, trying to get a 
pretty at your sweet ass and sweeter little clitty, 
and I could tell that you like big strong men just as 
much as Ellen, honey."

"Yeah, you got that right.  I'm like Ellen except that 
I can actually tell a funny joke, you big strong man, 
you."

"Oh, hush," Prissy chuckled as she laid a hand on the 
nape of Miss K's neck and turned her chair around.  
"Fred's harmless.  As long as he can cop a feel of my 
sissy ass and clit, he's OK.  After all, he's straight 
to bed, like most men.  So what do you want to do with 
this mess on your head?"

"Well, I was thinking of a more all-American look.  I 
want to have that bouncy Blonde look, you know?"

"Exactly, hun."  Running her fingers through Miss K's 
hair, she noted, "I see you don't have long enough 
hair, but I can fix that, hun!  I've worked with a lot 
of girls with your problem!"

"OK, Miss K said as she sat back.  "Do your best!"

***

Several hours later, the best Prissy had reflected 
back in Miss K's face in the mirror.  After getting 
her weave pulled out, a new weave put in and having it 
died the same color, Miss K's new look showed up, with 
full, straight platinum blonde hair hanging down to 
the middle of her back.  

"Thanks for the new style!  Not bad at all!" Miss K 
said as she stroked her hair.  "I really like this."

"Oh hush!  It's just nothing," Prissy said as she 
combed down the spot where Miss K stroked her hair and 
turning around her chair.  As Prissy brushed down the 
back of her hair, she felt a wheel bump into her 
ankle.

"Oops!  Sorry!"

Miss K looked up and saw a short, stocky White girl 
with cornrows in a wheelchair.  Standing behind her 
was Tracy, with a hairstyle to match hers.  

"Nice style, there, Trace."

"Hey.  When I saw what you were doing, I decided to 
rock with it.  You like?" Tracy said as she posed for 
Miss K.

"You look like a regular Barbie doll.  We look like 
twins right now," Miss K said with a chuckle.  "So 
what's with your non-driving friend here?"

"The name's Marlee, and big as you are, how could I 
avoid you, my big sexy thing!"

Miss K leaned back in her chair, chuckling at her 
remark and checking out Marlee.  Outside of the fact 
that she was a White girl with her brown hair in 
cornrows and that she was in a wheelchair, she had a 
nice sized rack that stood out and sat up like a self 
, despite her best efforts to hide them in a baggy t-
shirt.  They were so eye catching, she barely noticed 
her soft smile.  "Flattery will get you everywhere, my 
dear friend," she said in her best impression of a 
Hollywood starlet.

"Thank you.  Anyway, I was here to offer you a shave 
of your, um, intimate area?  Trust me, you'll like it, 
especially since you're as cute as your friend here."

"Sure," Miss K said, enjoying being hit on.  "I'm 
game."

"Well, come with me, my ladies," Marlee said.  Prissy 
pulled the smock off of Miss K's body, and Miss K 
stood up, dusted herself off out of reflex and 
followed Tracy and Marlee back into a back room of the 
salon.  It was brightly light with pink walls, and had 
a couple of dentist style chairs with individual leg 
supports extending from them.  A table with supplies 
and a sink sat between the chairs.

"Go ahead and sit, you two," Marlee said.  "Who wants 
to go first?"

"Why don't you go on ahead, Tracy," Miss K said, with 
a furtive wink in Tracy's direction.

Realizing what her friend had meant, she said "Oh, 
OK!" and jumped onto one of the chairs.

"Could you take off your skirt and panties for me?" 
Marlee said as she rolled over to the table, getting 
her supplies ready.

"Oh, sure," Tracy said, quickly pulling her skirt 
open, shucking her panties and tossing both to one 
side.  Marlee then rolled in between Tracy's legs, 
letting a hand lightly caress her inner thigh.

"You have some nice legs there," Marilee said as she 
lazily brushed her fingertips back and forth.

"Thanks."

Miss K stood back from Tracy as Marlee did her work.  
First, she took a steaming hot and wet washcloth and 
firmly rubbed Tracy's cunny with a firm touch making 
Tracy writhe against the cloth and conceal her moans 
with a giggle.  After doing that, she took the shaving 
cream from the small table, dispensed some onto one of 
her hands and rubbed it all over the stubble on 
Tracy's pussy, firmly rubbing it on her lips, in the 
nooks and crannies and taking care to graze the inside 
of each inner lip while she held them straight to get 
the shaving cream on them.

"Hey, Kayla!  This feels nice," Tracy said as she 
rolled her hips into Marlee's touch.  "She's good."

"I can tell," Miss K said, feeling her nipples harden 
up against her shirt and trying to spread her legs as 
she felt her dick harden in between her legs.  "I wish 
I could do that to you."

"Well, Kayla, just keep paying attention.  You'll see 
what I do best," Marlee said as she looked over her 
shoulder at Miss K.

Marlee reached over to select a razor, then got it wet 
before she began to work on Tracy's pussy.  She 
pressed her soft fingers on Tracy's outer lips, subtly 
moving them around as she shaved off the hair from 
above her lips.  When she was done, she caressed the 
now-smooth skin, making Tracy coo as she moved her 
hand back and forth.

"That feels nice.  Do that some more!" Tracy said as 
she rolled her hips into Marlee's touch.  

"Don't worry.  You'll get some more," Marlee said as 
she looked up at Tracy with a wide grin and a nod.  
She continued shaving Tracy, lightly holding onto her 
clit hood as she shaved around it and subtly twisting 
the skin as she tightened up the skin for a closer 
shave.  She then playfully plucked at Tracy's clit, 
making her jump as her hard nipples and flushed face 
became more apparent.  As Miss K lightly groped at her 
nipples, Marlee made Tracy's nipples feel harder as 
she continued her tease of a shave, pushing her outer 
labia flat with her soft hands to shave them bare.  
Marlee spread her fingers wide to clean out the excess 
cream from the juncture of Tracy's inner thighs, 
making her fingers linger longer than necessary to 
make Tracy squirm more against her touch.  She then 
pulled on one inner lip then the other, rubbing them 
between her fingers as she got the last stubborn bit 
of stubble next to her sensitive lips and feeling the 
slick moisture drip onto her fingers.  Marlee took one 
of her fingertips, then licked Tracy's wetness off 
like it was cake batter.

"My, you're a sweet girl Tracy!" Marlee said with a 
smile.

"Gee, thanks," Tracy replied as she was breathing 
heavily.  

Tracy looked over Marlee's shoulder to see Miss K 
squeeze her breasts and caress her torso, noticing 
that she seemed to be struggling to keep her hands 
away from her dick.  "I don't blame her," Tracy 
thought.  "If I were her looking at this scene, I'd 
want to touch myself too."

Just then, Tracy's thought was interrupted by the feel 
of rough terrycloth brushing against her pussy, drying 
off all the wet spots.  Then, she saw Marlee pull a 
bottle off the table and squeeze some lotion onto her 
hand.  She saw her put the bottle down, then rub her 
hands together to get lotion all over them.  

"Now, for the last part, Tracy.  Don't want you to get 
all sore and itchy from the shave!" Marlee said before 
she placed her hands on Tracy's pussy.  She moaned as 
she felt those hands glide over her pussy, rubbing 
every spot of that sensitive skin.  She closed her 
eyes and pulled on her nipples through her shirt as 
she felt Marlee's hands slowly massage each of her 
labia, then rub around her clit, making her scream in 
pleasure.  Then, she felt Marlee insert two fingers 
into her pussy, sliding them around her inner walls.

"Wha…What are you doing to me?" Tracy panted

"Just making sure I didn't miss a spot," Marlee said 
with a chuckle.  She then pressed her finger tips into 
the top of her pussy as she slowly pulled them in and 
out.  Marlee then rolled herself a bit closer to 
Tracy's cunny and began to suck on Tracy's clit as she 
moved her fingers faster inside her pussy.  A few 
short moments later, Tracy stiffed up and arched her 
back, her wet pussy clenching Marlee's fingers as she 
bit her lip and came.  As Tracy was riding out her 
orgasm, Marlee carefully slipped her fingers out of 
her pussy, pleased at her efforts.

Tracy collapsed down against her chair, then smiled as 
her eyes focused on Marlee.  "That felt nice there!  
Thanks for the cum."

"With pleasure.  I told you that you would enjoy 
this," Marlee said with a wink.  Then she looked over 
her shoulder at Miss K.  "Why don't you jump up in the 
other chair there, and I can get started on you."

"No problem," Miss K said as she walked over to the 
other chair, placed her legs up on the supports and 
waited for Marlee to roll between her legs.

"I see you have nice legs, too," Marlee noted as she 
got ready to shave Miss K.  

"Thanks," Miss K said with a smile as she looked down 
over her huge breasts.

"And by the way, could you take off your panties?"

"Sure," Miss K said as she lifted up the hem of her 
skirt to her waist, lifted up her hips and pulled her 
panties off, tossing them over Marlee's head as she 
looked down at the huge hard dick between her legs.  
She saw Marlee reach out and tentatively stroke the 
cock as she whispered "Wow" to no one in particular.

"What do you think?" Miss K said with a mischievous 
grin.

"Well, I can see you don't need a shave," Marlee 
chuckled as she lifted the dick in her hands up until 
it was pointing up slightly.

"Yeah, I got electrolysis a while back," Miss K said, 
shivering against Marlee's touch as she stroked her.  
"Anything else?"

"Yeah.  I just love big Black dick.  I just never 
thought I'd find it on a girl as pretty as you."

With that, Marlee stretched her mouth open and took 
her inflamed head into her mouth, making Miss K arch 
her back and near force her tits out of her top.  She 
looked up at the ceiling as the wheelchair-bound girl 
sucked on her tip, quivering as she felt the saliva 
run down her shaft.  While Marlee licked up her own 
spit from the shaft, rolling her tongue around it, 
Miss K pulled at her tits through her shirt before 
pulling her shirt over her tits and lifting up a 
nipple to her mouth.  She tongued both of her nipples 
and then let her breasts go, squeezing her fists and 
biting her lip as Marlee batted the tip of her tongue 
around the tip.  She felt Marlee hold on to her shaft 
with both hands as she licked back and forth over the 
ridge on the top of her head, then felt one of the 
hands move away as she took about 2/3rds of her hard 
dick into her mouth.  Miss K enjoyed Marlee's soft 
lips and tongue as they stroked her shaft, loving the 
way they teased her tip on the way up.  She enjoyed 
the slow blowjob she was getting, idly toying with her 
nipples as she was getting head, feeling the soft 
flesh set her nerves on a slow burn.

After several minutes of this, Marlee pulled her head 
off of Miss K's dick, then batted the tip on her soft 
lips.  "Do you want me to make you cum?  Besides, I'll 
swallow.  After all, you don't want your big secret 
getting out, right?" she said, punctuated by a squeeze 
of Miss K's shaft and a lick of Miss K's tip.

"Sure, but with one exception," Miss K said.  "Tracy!  
Where are you?"

"Over here," Tracy said as she was pulled her panties 
back up her legs in a back corner.  "What do you 
want?"

Miss K said up, looked at Tracy and said, "Wanna eat 
this girl's pussy out for me?  I want for us to give 
her a tip for her services."

"Sure," Tracy said as she walked over.  "How you want 
me to do that?"

Miss K got off the chair, her hard dick bobbing in 
front of her, then motioned for Tracy to help lift 
Marlee out of her chair.  The two lifted Marlee out of 
the chair, then placed her up on the chair.  After 
getting a brief stroke from Marlee, Miss K helped 
Tracy pull off her jeans and then walked over by 
Marlee's head, hitting her lips with her hard shaft.

"Do you like my hard cock?" Miss K said as she was 
pulling off her shirt, leaving her naked except for 
her shoes.

"Yes," Marlee replied as she felt Tracy plant a light 
kiss on her pussy.

"Do you wanna choke, sucking on my big Black cock?" 
Miss K continued, batting her tip on Marlee's lips.

"Oh yes," Marlee replied, writhing against Tracy's 
tongue.

"Do you want me to impale…my big Black dick in your 
throat?" Miss K said as she rubbed her shaft across 
Marlee's lips.

"Yes."

"Do you want your little White throat to be dominated 
by my big Black dick?" Miss K went on as she kept 
rubbing her shaft across Marlee's lips while pulling 
on one of her nipples.

"Oh God yeah!" she replied as she felt Tracy snake her 
tongue into her wet pussy.

"Good."

Miss K held on to Marlee's head and tilted it back 
slightly as she opened her mouth, then slipped her 
hard dick as far as she could into Marlee's mouth 
before she started to gag.  She then placed both hands 
on Marlee's head and looked down over her heaving tits 
into her eyes as she sawed she hard dick through 
Marlee's sucking lips.  She saw the pure lust in her 
pleading eyes as she sucked as hard as she could at 
the huge shaft in her mouth, letting out muffled cries 
as her tongue snaked around the shaft.  As she felt 
Marlee's lips work their magic on her hard dick, Miss 
K looked with unfocused eyes between Marlee's legs.  
As she felt that familiar itch in her shaft that could 
only be relieved by Marlee's wet mouth and her nipples 
burn with her hot blood, she saw Tracy lapping at 
Marlee's hairy pussy like a cat, hungrily licking at 
that hairy pie.  She saw Tracy spread that cunt open 
with her fingers, then licked wildly at those inner 
lips before taking one into her mouth and sucking on 
it.  Miss K felt Marlee moan around her dick as she 
stiffened up and came.    Turned on by the scene in 
front of her, she kept one hand on Marlee's head while 
she used the thumb of her free hand to wildly flick at 
one of her nipples and pumped her hard dick into that 
hot, wet mouth.  Thinking about the scene in front of 
her, she felt Marlee's tongue hit just the right spot, 
then drove her dick as far as she could into Marlee's 
mouth.  In an instant she felt herself cum, shooting 
her hot sperm deep into Marlee's belly as she caressed 
her head.  As she felt her squirts lessen, Miss K 
pulled her tip up into Marlee's mouth, letting the 
last of her cum pour into her mouth.

She pulled her tip out of Marlee's mouth, and Marlee 
responded by giving Miss K's tip a light, soft kiss.  
Miss K bent over, gave Marlee a kiss on the forehead 
and said, "Thanks for the blowjob.  That felt nice."

"No, thank you," Marlee said as Miss K went to get her 
panties.

"Why do you say that?" Miss K said as she was pulling 
her thong back on and getting her genitalia straight.

"You know, I have this thing for Black men.  I love 
looking at pictures of them, and especially all the 
pornos.  However, around these parts, you don't see a 
lot of Black men around, so I take advantage whenever 
I have the chance.  I just never though that the 
chance would walk into my job with long legs, long 
blonde hair and big boobs."

"True," Miss K replied.  She then jiggled her breasts 
with her hands and said, "I do like these.  I sure 
paid enough for them."

Marlee chuckled, then asked, "Could you help me out 
with these jeans here?  Ain't like I can use my legs."

Before Miss K could get over there, Tracy helped 
Marlee get her jeans back on.  Once they were on, 
Tracy then looked into Marlee's eyes and gave her a 
long, deep tongue kiss.  Then Miss K and Tracy helped 
Marlee back into her chair.

"Are you going to be around town for a while?" Marlee 
asked both Tracy and Miss K.

"Nah, just passing through.  Got a piece of paper?  I 
can write down my cell phone number when we get back 
out into the main store."

"Sure," Marlee replied.  She led Miss K and Tracy back 
into the main shop to over where the coats were.  Miss 
K then fished a pen out of her coat pocket while 
Marlee pulled out a sheet of paper.  Miss K jotted 
down the number, then held Marlee's hand as she placed 
the paper in her hand.

"Keep in touch," Miss K said before she and Tracy gave 
Marlee a kiss on the cheek.

"See ya later, my handicapped honey!" Miss K said as 
she and Tracy pulled on their coats.

"Bye!"

***

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