Hello, ladies and gentlemen.  Welcome to the next 
installment of my series.  I am not connected to 
anyone who uses Brett Lynn, since Brett Lynn is a pen 
name of mine.  If this is illegal where you’re at, 
please don’t read this.  Also, if you want to check 
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ado, let’s get on with the show.

VEGAS BABY: SWINGING FOR THE FENCES
By Brett Lynn

Hello,” Miss K said as she answered the phone.  “Where 
are ya?  You’re gonna be here in 5?  Alright.  You got 
the address for IHOP, right?  OK, See ya in a bit.  
Bye.”

“So is this girlfriend of yours on her way?” Jennifer 
chimed in.  “I mean if she doesn’t exist, this is 
Vegas after all.”

Miss K laughed just as she was about to pick up her 
menu, pounding the table in jest.  “Y’all must not 
want a free breakfast huh?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.  I just wanna decide what I 
want for breakfast,” a short, thick friend of 
Jennifer’s piped up.

“Ain’t you gonna introduce me to your friends?” Miss K 
piped up.  “I mean you haven’t stopped talking to them 
since they showed up.”

“Alright, alright,” Jennifer replied.  “The dark skin 
one is Kia, the one with dreads in Shauna and the 
skinny bitch next to you is Toya.”

“Hey!  It’s my mom’s fault I don’t got an ass,” Toya 
said with a laugh.

“And I’m Kayla, Miss K if you’re nasty,” Miss K chimed 
in.  “So, what do I want for breakfast?”

“I know what I want,” Kia said as she looked 
lasciviously over her menu.  Her smile beamed on her 
coffee-colored skin and her boobs were partially 
falling out of her pink t-shirt.  “I want some of that 
mythical dick Jenn over here was talking about.  I 
mean, anyone can get implants, but you got yourself a 
shape, girl!”

“I’ll put it to you like this.  You know the money 
that’s paying for this breakfast?  A lot of that is 
still in the bank, and it paid for all this, ya feel 
me?” Miss K shot back, sticking out her chest through 
her rust colored t-shirt.  Just then she felt Tracy 
reach over her shoulders and squeeze her tits hard, 
making Miss K scream in pain.  “Hey bitch!”

“Hey, my Amazonian girlfriend!” Tracy said as she slid 
out a chair and sat down, giving Miss K a peck in the 
cheek.  “It was easy to find you.  You’re a head 
taller than these chicks.”

“So how are you my slutty friend?” Miss K said as she 
eyeballed Tracy in her baby-blue suit.

“Let’s say I haven’t had my fluids and transmissions 
checked like that in a while,” Tracy said with a 
snicker.  “And chill with the morality act.  If you 
were so pure, I wouldn’t be here with…who are they?”

“OK, lemme see if I got this right.  Starting from 
right in front of you and going around, we got 
Jennifer, Kia, Shauna and Toya.  Got that right?” Miss 
K said as the ladies replied with nods.

“OK, ladies, I’ll be your server today.  May I take 
your order?”

“Oh, sure,” Miss K piped up.  “Can I have an order of 
buttermilk pancakes, with a side of bacon?”

“Sure!  And what will you have…”

Miss K tuned out to the ladies order when she felt a 
small sneaker on her ankle rubbing it.  She didn’t pay 
it much mind until she felt it slowly sliding its way 
up.  She looked up in the direction of the foot to see 
Kia beaming a cheeky smile at her, her eyes hooded 
with a bit of lust.   As Kia’s foot got closer to her 
crotch, she saw the tip of her tongue slide between 
her grinning lips before letting out a giggle.

“Hey, what’s so funny?” Shauna asked.

“Oh, nothing,” Kia said as she pressed her foot right 
into Miss K’s crotch, not to mention her balls.  
“Nothing at all.”

“You know you crazy right?” Toya said as she sipped on 
a glass of water, waiting for her order to come out.  
“Jenn tells us some wild stuff, and you gotta find out 
more?  Please.”

“Hey, I gotta go to the ladies’ room,” Kia said with a 
sultry voice and a raise of her thin eyebrows.  “I’ll 
be back in a few moments.”

As Kia and her short, thick form walked away, Miss K’s 
eyes trailed along, and Tracy fell out on the table, 
barely stifling off a deep laugh.

“What, woman?!”

“I’ve known you for years now, and I’ve never seen you 
just go for a move like that so easily.  You’re 
freaking incorrigible!”

“Oh yeah!” Miss K said as before she grabbed Tracy’s 
head and frenched her hard, her free hand unzipping 
her pants.  She reached in and rubbed her clit as she 
made out with her friend, stifling the moans coming 
out of Tracy’s mouth.  She then pulled away suddenly 
from Tracy, leaving her breathless as she laid there 
in the chair.

“Will you at least use protection?” Tracy panted.

“Sure,” Miss K said as she reached down for her purse, 
pushed out her chair and stood up from the table.  
“I’ll be back ladies!”

Miss K heard the chuckles of the ladies behind her 
fade away as she gripped her purse and made her way 
over to the bathrooms off to the side.  When she saw 
the door to the ladies’ room, she made her way in, 
letting the door shut itself behind her.  

“I’m in the handicapped stall,” Kia called out.

Miss K followed the sound and opened up the door.  
When she turned over to look at the toilet, she saw 
Kia sitting there, her pink t-shirt and matching bra 
pulled up to reveal her mahogany-hued breasts with 
huge black areolas perkily hanging over her soft 
belly.  She saw sitting there staring at her crotch, 
her fingers pulling on her nipples.

“Well, I couldn’t feel it out there, so I figured 
maybe you might have needed help.  Unless, that really 
was a strap-on you put to my friend there.”

“Really, now,” Miss K said as she put down her purse 
on the tile floor, then unbuttoned my jeans.  “You 
think that wasn’t real, huh?” Miss K said as she 
pulled her jeans down to her knees, showing her white 
bikini panties.

“Doesn’t look like much of a bulge to me,” Kia said 
with a smile.  “If you got it, pull it out,” Kia 
continued as she held her breasts out to Miss K.  
“I’ve showed you what I got.  Let’s see this so-called 
foot-long dick Jenn was talking about.  I bet homegirl 
was drunk or something.”

“Little do you know,” Miss K said as she pulled down 
her panties, revealing what appeared to be a slit.  
“Things can be easily hidden, ya know?”

Miss K reached up between her legs and pulled her dick 
loose before letting it hang, her balls dropping down 
in her scrotum with gravity.  She walked up to Kia on 
the toilet, straddling her feet, and looked down at 
her face, the shock of something that big in front of 
her palpable on her face.

“Get it hard.  Let’s find out if I’m a liar,” Miss K 
said as she looked down at her.  “Let’s see what I got 
huh?”

She held it out for Kia, who leaned in to get a hint 
of Miss K’s scent before taking the head into her 
mouth.  She sucked on the head and swirled her tongue 
around it with one hand and stroked it with the other, 
feeling it swell under her touch.  Her glossy lips 
tugged and strained at the tip while her tongue 
twirled and hand twisted around the lengthening dick, 
making her back away as the dick grew into her mouth.  
She licked up one side before taking a few inches into 
her mouth, sucking as hard as she could through her 
now-stretched lips.  She bent down and sucked at Miss 
K’s balls a bit, the hard dick smacking her across her 
ear as she rolled them around at her mouth.

“I guess you weren’t playing huh?” Kia said as she 
stroked the hard dick with both hands from base to 
tip, looking up at Miss K’s eyes.  “Hey, you got any 
condoms?”

“Mmmhmm, back in my purse,” Miss K said as she nodded 
back to her purse behind her.  “Why?  Do you wanna 
fuck it?”

“Well, I just wanna see what it feels like,” Kia said 
as she put more effort into stroking the hard dick in 
her hands.  “Would you like to oblige little ol’ me?”

“Well, I would like to serve you in your endeavor to 
understand the transgendered community.”

“Meaning?” Kia said as Miss K kneeled down and picked 
up her purse.

“Stand up and bend over the toilet, face down, ass up, 
OK?” Miss K said as she pulled a condom out.  As she 
tore open the wrapper and put the condom on her dick, 
she looked up to see Kia bent over the toilet, her 
jeans pulled down to reveal a pink thong.

“Nice looking there,” Miss K said as she pulled the 
thong to the side and guided her dick in between Kia’s 
labia.  She worked her hips back and forth, shoving it 
all the way in the tight cunt after several strokes 
and holding it balls deep.  “Like how that feels?” 
Miss K said as she gave her dick a few strokes.

“Damn, you’re a big girl,” Kia said through gritted 
teeth, trying not to moan too loud.  “Oh my freakin’ 
God you’re big!” Kia said as she drew in a sharp 
breath.

“Good,” Miss K said as she eased her way out.  “Since 
I’m hungry, that’s it for now,” she continued as her 
hard dick slapped Kia’s ass in the process of pulling 
out.

“Woo, that was good,” Kia panted as she managed to sit 
back down on the toilet.  “That was one heck of a 
stretch.  Hey, mind if I pee before we head back out?”

“Nah!  Besides, I have to call down a bit before I get 
myself readjusted.”

Kia sat there on the toilet peeing as she watched Miss 
K lean up against the wall, her dick flexing a bit as 
the blood flowed out of it.  She wasn’t sure as first, 
but she noticed Miss K’s ass pressing up against the 
wall, spreading out from her hips as she leaned 
against it.

“C’mere for a moment, girl.  I wanna see that ass of 
yours.”

Miss K walked over and turned her butt towards Kia, 
letting her rub her big ass and give it a smack.  “I 
see how you manage to hide that dick of yours.  You 
got a hell of a booty there.”

“Why thank you!” Miss K said as she looked over her 
shoulder.  “Wanna give it a kiss?”

“Sure,” Kia said as she tore off some toilet paper to 
wipe herself.  She gave a wet peck to one ass cheek, 
then slid her tongue up thecrack for good measure.  
“Does that suffice?”

“Sure,” Miss K said as she turned back around and 
tucked herself back in between her legs.  She pulled 
her panties and jeans back on, and walked out of the 
stall and bathroom.  “See ya outside!”

Miss K walked back out to her table, where her 
pancakes and four knowing looks were shooting up at 
her.  

“What’s going on Trace?” Miss K said as she pulled her 
chair out and took a seat.  

Tracy looked at her and flashed a knowing smile and 
nod.  The other ladies laughed at the scene in front 
of them, with Toya struggling to hold onto the piece 
of omelet in her mouth while she was laughing.  Miss K 
shot a glare at Tracy and decided to take a sip of her 
orange juice.  Just then, Kia got back to the table, 
carrying herself with a certain strut as she got back 
to the table.

“So, Curious George here,” Jennifer said as she looked 
at Kia.  “Did you get to see what you wanted from ol’ 
girl here?”

“Well, ol’ girl over here is hung like a young field 
hand,” Kia said gesturing towards Miss K.  “I mean, 
don’t judge a book by its cover!”

Miss K snickered, feeling a bit embarrassed.  “Could 
you guys chill a bit?  I don’t know who has a bit too 
much firewater in their systems combined with some 
latent gay traits.”

“Well, if Kia is right, I’d say those DL dudes have 
good taste,” Shauna said in reply.

“Really, now?” Miss K said through bites of her 
pancakes.

“Let’s say we have you after breakfast.  Are you with 
me ladies?” Shauna asked.

Jennifer, Kia and Toya all nodded in the affirmative.  
Tracy then blurted out, “Gee, I’m not quite sure.  To 
fuck my girlfriend or not?  I might have to think deep 
about this one!”

“We all know the answer slut!” Miss K shot back at her 
friend.

“Alright, I’m in.”

***

“You know y’all women nuts, right?” Miss K said with a 
smirk, her arms crossed under her boobs.  “Who says 
women aren’t visually stimulated?”

The ladies sat up on the bed, giddy with anticipating 
as they wondered what the tall woman in front of them 
was going to do.  “Well, Miss K, my boo,” Tracy chimed 
in.  “Your remaining symbol of masculinity leaves 
women feeling comforted by its massive size, revealing 
a power that symbolizes that one has strong genes and 
is a great provider.”

“Thanks, Trace.  That NYU edumacation I paid for was 
apparently worth it!” Miss K said as she shifted her 
weight between her feet, looking longingly at her 
girlfriend.

“Oh, so I really know you didn’t have hormone 
therapy,” Kia said as she sat on the corner of the bed 
by the wall.

“Why do you say that?”

“Like a typical man, you missed an obvious hint.  Take 
it off, girlfriend!”

“Alright, alright, yeesh,” Miss K said as she pulled 
off her t-shirt.  “A woman gets a lot of surgery, and 
this is what she gets?”  She unveiled her gravity 
defying tits to the women in front of her.   

“How much did you pay for those boobs there?” Toya 
asked as she reached up and fondled one of Miss K’s 
breasts.  “They’re so big and perky.  Mind if I suck a 
nipple for a bit?”

“Sure,” Miss K said as Toya reached her head up to 
suck at Miss K’s eraser-sized nipple to the hoots of 
the women in front of her.  “Hey, Jennifer!”

“Yeah!”

Miss K drew a breath through her teeth before Toya let 
go of her nipples.  “Where did you get these tits 
from?”

“Oh, these little things,” Jennifer said as she 
coquettishly smiled and pulled her shirt up over her 
bra.  “Nothing but lots of hormone-laced chicken!”

“Hey, Jenn!” Shauna said.  “You’re sounding like my 
grandma now!”

“Ahem!  And now for the main event that’ll shut all 
y’all up!” Miss K said as she put her hands to her 
suit pants and started to unbutton them.  She unzipped 
her pants and slowly, yet unceremoniously, pulled them 
off, letting them pool around her ankles.

The ladies looked at Miss K with a bit of awe, 
drinking in the form.  The too-perfect body lit 
somewhat harshly by the morning light stood before 
them, perfectly shaped, even taking into account the 
large dick hanging down in front of her legs.  Shauna 
and Toya looked shocked at the member in front of 
them, not believing what was in front of them.  Toya 
reached up with a small hand, squeezing then tugging 
on ghte dick in front of her, knocking Miss K off 
balance.  

“Yes, Toya, it is attached!” Miss K said as Toya 
lifted it up and down, playing with it to see if the 
shaft that was thicker than her wrist was real.  When 
Toya pulled the shaft to one side, Shauna came up and 
trapped the tip between her thick lips, grabbing on 
before starting to suck on it.  Shauna nudged her 
friend out of the way as she started to bob her head 
on the huge dick, wetly slurping in the now-silent 
room.

“Woo!  Go on and get it girl!” Kia said as she climbed 
onto the bed and looked more closely at the spit-slick 
dick Shauna was sucking on.  

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Shauna joked back 
before taking a loud slurp on the dick.  “I mean 
something this big is rare and I wonder…”

Miss K cut Shauna off by shoving her huge dick into 
her mouth, making her gag.  She held onto Shauna’s 
dreads with one hand, fucking her mouth as she lifted 
up a breast with her free hand so she could suck on 
the nipple.  She felt Shauna grab onto the base to 
brace her mouth against the thrusting, then felt her 
dick be guided down Shauna throat until she gagged.  
She let go of her tit and looked down to see Shauna 
sucking hard on her dick, bobbing back and forth as 
she stroked her soft lips up and down.  She closed her 
eyes and bit her lips as she enjoyed the powerful 
suction, making her nipples quiver.  She even shivered 
a bit as Shauna blew on her tip and flicked her tongue 
on it.

“Hey K!” Kia whispered into Miss K’s ear as she licked 
it.  “Want to come over on the other side of the bed 
and let us play?”

“Hey!” Shauna said as she shrugged Kia’s knee off of 
her shoulder.  “I’m enjoying some dick over here!”

“And me and Jenn want to try it over there.  Sharing 
is caring!” Kia said with a wide grin.

“Oh, alright,” Shauna said as Kia beckoned her over 
with her finger.

“Can I say that’s one hell of a dick, Jenn?” Kia said 
as she sat back down on the other side.

“Yeah, and homeboy here has a nicer ass than either of 
us,” Jennifer said as she gave Miss K’s ass a smack.

“It’s home-girl, ya nuts!” Miss K said as she stood in 
front of them, hands on her hips.  “I know I’m 
packing, but yeesh.  I didn’t go get my license 
changed for nothing.”

Kia lifted up Miss K’s dick to lick on her balls.  
“Well, if these weren’t so damned big, maybe we could 
remember,” she said as she used on a ball and let it 
pop out of her mouth loudly.  “Besides, I wish I had 
that body of yours.”

As Kia went back down to suck on Miss K’s balls some 
more, Jennifer slid over as slip the swollen glans 
into her mouth nursing on it as she swirled her tongue 
around.  She reached out to paw Miss K’s ass, while 
Kia slid up from underneath and started kissing along 
the base.  She slid her lips along the shaft as 
Jennifer sucked on the head.  Miss K looked down as 
the two women down below her, her mouth agape on the 
sensations and the sights beforeher.  She saw and felt 
the two sets of lips press against each other as Kia 
licked her shaft, then felt her dick being held up as 
the two flicked their tongues around the shaft before 
meeting in a deep French kiss around her dick.

Jennifer broke the kiss and slid onto the floor, 
making her way around Miss K to her huge, round ass.  
She started planting kisses over each cheek as Kia 
took half of that foot-long dick in her mouth.  Miss K 
stood there as she felt her dick sucked on hard and 
she felt Jennifer’s tongue slide up and down the crack 
of her ass.  While Kia kept bobbing her mouth on the 
huge member, Jennifer slowly made her way to tonguing 
Miss K’s asshole, making her shiver at the first 
touch.  She felt her ass massaged by the small hands 
as that small tongue teased her asshole, poking inside 
every now and again.  She bit her lip as she felt Kia 
raise up off her dick and start giving her long, 
smooth stroked lubed by her spit.  She felt unstable 
as she felt Kia blowing on her dick as one of 
Jennifer’s fingers rubbed the skin just below her 
asshole, making Miss K’s knees buckle.  

“Fuck, this feels good!”

“You’re welcome,” Jennifer said as she made a long 
lick of Miss K’s asshole.  

“Hey, will you ladies let me down?  I’m getting 
unstable on my feet here.”

“Sure,” Kia said as she tugged on Miss K’s dick and 
got out of her way.  “I got a nice seat for ya on this 
bed!”

Miss K let herself fall forward, bouncing a bit on the 
bed before facing herself up on the bed.  When she 
looked up, she saw all the women stand up around her 
looking at her with pure lust.  

“I’m a sex object!  Woohoo!  Surgery not wasted!”

“K, can I say you’re an idiot!” Tracy said as she 
laughed.  “I mean, we all know that.  So who are you 
going to fuck first?”

“I dunno,” Miss K said as she stroked her dick with 
one hand and pawed herself with the other.  “Pass me 
my condoms, and we’ll see who wants to ride.”

“I-I think I’ll give this one a shot,” Toya said from 
behind Miss K’s head.  “Besides, it looks big and fun, 
and I wouldn’t mind the challenge.”

“You sure about this one, girl?” Tracy said as Toya 
was pulling off her jeans.  “I mean, you’ve been quiet 
and all that.”

“Still waters run deep,” Toya said as she stepped out 
of her jeans and walked around to the other side of 
the bed.  “Besides, I won’t go too hard on the dick.  
Just want to enjoy something I’ll likely not have 
another shot at.  Pass the condom, um, Tracy?”

“Sure,” Tracy said as she handed Toya the gold foil 
packet for her to unwrap.

Toya tore open the wrapper and pulled the condom out.  
After fumbling a bit to get the right end pointing up, 
she reached down to Miss K’s dick, giving it a few 
strokes before placing the condom on the head and 
rolling it down, her lithe hands straining a bit to 
wrap around the thick shaft.  Once she got it down as 
far as she could, she let it go and climbed up on the 
bed, squatting down on her haunches as she pulled the 
dick skyward again, lining it up with her pussy.  Once 
she felt the heat off the dick on her pussy, she 
closed her eyes, bit her lip and felt her body strain 
against the huge invader she was trying to impale 
herself on.

She opened her eyes to look down on Miss K’s perfectly 
proportioned frame, her huge tits forming perfect 
mounds and her braids splayed across the bed.  While 
her mind blanked out each time she sunk her weight 
just a bit more on the huge dick, she enjoyed the huge 
body in front of her, wishing she had a bit more to 
stretch out the black top she was wearing.  Feeling 
her clit graze the latex as her labia stretched, she 
forgot about that perfect body as focused on the 
delicious strain her sugar walls were feeling.  She 
squeezed onto the shaft with both hands about halfway 
down, got on her knees and slowly stroked her pussy up 
and down on the shaft.  She grunted as she felt her 
nerves being popped off by the huge member, feeling a 
cum hit her like a freight train as she squealed in 
delight.  With each spasm, she felt the strain more, 
her g-spot becoming ever more sensitive as she leaned 
back to feel the friction.  When she slowed down, she 
looked to up to see Kia sitting herself on Miss K’s 
face bare-bottomed, forcing her to smile a bit.

“Yo go Kia!” Toya joked under strained breath.  “Hey, 
this toy is fun!”

Miss K hummed on Kia’s clit as she slipped it in 
between her lips, struggling to maintain composure as 
Toya’s pussy milked her dick with each thrust.  She 
grabbed onto Kia’s thick thighs and placed a long lick 
on the inside of each one before lapping at her lips, 
making Kia push her pussy onto her tongue.  She 
swirled her tongue inside her, tasting her tangy 
sweetness as she fucked her tongue.  After losing her 
grip on Kia’s thighs, she found a clit back in her 
mouth again, and she sucked on it hard, flicking her 
tongue back and froth.  She also slid in a couple of 
fingers and pumped them in and out of Kia’s honey pot, 
struggling to keep up the rhythm as Toya started to 
cum on her cock once again.  Nevertheless, she managed 
to push Kia over the edge with her lips and fingers, 
feeling her fingers ache as they were squeezed during 
a very hard cum.  Exhausted, Miss K’s body fell back 
on the bed, letting Kia cover her face with her 
sweetness as she slid her wet pussy off of her face.

“Hey Toya!  Mind if I get a turn on our new friend 
here?” Kia said as she looked down at Miss K’s dick 
stuffing Toya’s tiny frame.

“Sure, Kia,” Toya replied as she wiped her sweat off 
of her brow, her café-au-lait complexion flushed from 
the sex.  “Lemme ease my way off.”

A worn out Toya struggled to lift herself up off the 
dick until Miss K grabbed her slim hips and gently 
lifted her off.

“Whew girl!” Toya said as she balanced herself on 
unsteady feet.  “I think I need one of those robes 
James Brown used to have, and I only used half of it.  
Thank goodness I didn’t try the other half…and that I 
have witnesses.”

“Oh, it’s alright girl,” Shauna said as she sat on the 
dresser, her nipples popping through her shirt.  “I 
mean, we did come out here for fun, right?  And thank 
you for finding this one Jenn.”

“Like I was supposed to know some tall chick was hung 
like a horse,” Jennifer said as she kicked off her 
platform heels.  “Just be glad I don’t mind helping my 
friends.”

“Alright Wonder Years over there,” Miss K said as she 
shucked off her condom and tossed it in the 
wastebasket, then took a fresh one from Tracy’s 
waiting hand.  “Who’s next?”

“Come here big girl,” Kia coquettishly said as she 
looked over her shoulder on all fours on the other bed 
in the room.  Her jeans were pulled down to her knees, 
and her big round mahogany-colored ass stood proud 
over her arched back.  “Show these ladies what you did 
to me in the IHOP bathroom.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” Miss K said as she put on her 
condom and walked over to Kia’s big round ass.  She 
lined up her dick with Kia’s pussy and shoved in balls 
deep with one hard thrust.  She grabbed onto her ass 
with both hands and slowly developed a rhythm as Kia 
adjusted to her size.

“90 seconds of pounding, and I’ll knock you out Kia,” 
Miss K said as she started thrusting hard.

“Bullshit…you’ll cum or pass out first,” Kia said with 
a smile before licking her lips.  “Wanna do this baby 
girl?”

“Oh, the poor woman doesn’t understand the concept of 
dick control.  Let’s go!” Miss K said as she started 
fucking Kia fast and hard, the slap of flesh quickly 
filling the room.  She loved the way Kia’s pussy was 
gripping on her and the way her ass felt so soft.  She 
wiped the sweat off of her brow and kept fucking her 
hard, her back getting a bit sore from the exertion.  
Off in the distance, she heard Kia start grunting and 
groaning, her pussy becoming that much wetter.  She 
took one quick look at the clock, and then reached 
down to rub Kia’s clit as she kept fucking, making her 
cry as she felt her pussy clamp down hard on the dick, 
her body grow rigid.  As she felt Kia cum hard, she 
stood still, riding out the orgasm inside her and 
thankful she didn’t tear the latex open yet.  She 
eased out of the quivering frame of Kia, amazed at the 
brute force she just put on her.

“Remind me not to challenge you again!” Kia said as 
she rolled up off of her belly before sliding down to 
sit on the floor.  “That’s some shit girl!  And did 
you cum yet?”

“Nope,” Miss K said as she sat down on the bed 
opposite and rolled off the condom.  “That was a good 
workout though.  You are a good sport.”

“Y’all seeing this right?  I mean, I’m not making this 
up after a few too many drinks last night, right?”

“Nope!” Tracy said as she laughed at the scene while 
walking over to her friend.  “Trust me, I’ve seen this 
before.”  She reached down to stroke Miss K’s dick 
with her hand, and then bent down to give her a peck 
on the lips.  “I know you can cum whenever you want.  
Hey, Jenn!  Want to give this a go?”

“Did that last night.  How do you take that thing?  My 
bootyhole still ain’t right yet,” Jennifer said in 
half-jest, half-horror.

“Well,” Tracy said as she pulled her shirt over her 
head, “I’ll show you.”  She quickly stripped naked, 
then hopped up on the bed next to Miss K, pulling her 
legs back.  

“Kayla love, if you’ll do the honors?”

Miss K got up and got on top of Tracy, bracing herself 
with her arms as they shared a warm, tender kiss.  She 
raised up a bit and slipped her dick into Tracy’s 
cooch, gently easing it in as the sensations of 
unprotected sex hit her hard.  

“Stand up a little.  I want your lady friends to see 
you pump me.  Gather ‘round, OK?”

The other four ladies gathered around Miss K and Tracy 
as Miss K grabbed onto Tracy’s thighs and slowly 
stroked her long, thick cock inside.  Her breath was 
drawn sharper as she stroked Tracy balls deep, her 
wetness making the friction that much sweeter.  She 
picked up the pace just a bit, feeling her curvy body 
flex into Tracy with each stroke, stifling a shiver 
each time her slick shaft.  In little time, she felt 
her dick and her nipples begin to pulse and itch 
making her strokes that much more ragged.

“Show me K,” Tracy seethed.  “Pump me full of that 
nut.”

Miss K pulled out until just the tip remained in 
Tracy’s pussy, then raised up a bit and started 
stroking herself.  When she looked up and saw Tracy 
lick her lips, she lost it, shooting her cum into 
Tracy’s pussy as it oozed back out around her dick.  
With each shot, more cum seeped out of Tracy’s pussy 
until it dripped out onto the bed and carpet below.  
When she calmed down a bit, she stood up and stroked 
the last few drops onto Tracy’s belly, making Tracy 
jump at the surprise.

“Mmm,” Tracy said as she scooped up the stray drops 
with her finger and sucked them into her mouth.  “Nice 
and tasty.  You enjoy the show ladies?”

Jennifer led the ladies into a polite applause at the 
scene in front of them for a few moments.  “Hey, what 
made you think to do all that Tracy?” Jennifer said as 
she stopped clapping.  I mean, I appreciate it, but 
it’s like real life porno,” she continued to the 
giggles of her friends.

“Well, before I met ol’ girl here,” Tracy said as she 
gestured to Miss K, “I was a stripper.  I definitely 
know how to put on a show.  Hey, do you mind if I 
freshen up a bit in your bathroom?”

“Hey, what do you think?” Jennifer asked her friends.

“Let them, before they decided to fuck around and 
charge us for this shit,” Kia said with a laugh.

“Alright,” Tracy said as she pulled herself off the 
bed and walked over to the bathroom.  “Oh, K!  Have 
any idea of where we’re going after this?”

“Someplace about as sexual as paint drying.  A sister 
needs to recover a bit after this!”

***

Tracy looked down at the ball return selecting her 
bowling ball.  She picked it up with her fingers, 
struggling to keep it up.  

“Hey, can I say these things are heavy?”

“Shut up and bowl, ya nut!” Miss K said as she stood 
there with her arms crossed.  “No one told you to go 
do this.”

“Ah, come on K!” Tracy said with a wink.  “Besides, I 
haven’t done this in years and thought this would be 
fun.  Besides, I wasn’t born as, um, big as you.”

Miss K stuck her tongue out in response and said, 
“Well, a bunch of ladies from Atlanta disagree with 
you.  Will ya bowl already?”

Tracy walked up to the lane, reared back as much as 
she could and snapped off a wobbler of a shot that 
twisted down the lane before sliding into the gutter, 
much to her disappointment.

Dusting her shoulders off in an effort to show off, 
she confidently walked up to the ball return to pick 
up her ball.  “So 5 pins in 3 frames?  You’re the next 
Earl Anthony there!”

“Earl what?!”

“Just watch the master at work, OK!”  Miss K said as 
she stepped up to the lane as the pins were setting.  
Once the pins were set, she reared back and threw a 
nice ball, knocking down 8 pins and setting herself up 
for an easy spare.  

“I don’t like to brag, but I’m the greatest!” Miss K 
screamed as she walked back to wear Tracy was sitting.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Tracy said as she looked off 
into the distance by the entrance.  “Hey, is that who 
I think it is?”

As Tracy gestured for someone to come over, Miss K 
spotted who her friend was looking at.  He was a clean 
cut dude talking on his cell phone, wearing a long 
black t-shirt, a pair of baggy denim shorts and a 
longish gold chain.  “Ain’t that the kind of dudes I 
struggled against in Stanford?” she thought to 
herself.  Then the guy walked off the phone and 
obviously in their direction.  Even through the 
clothes he was wearing, it was obvious that the dude 
was in great shape, seemingly not having an ounce of 
fat on him, not to mention a million dollar smile.

“Hey Tracy!” the guy said as she reached down to give 
her a lingering hug and a peck on the cheek.  “Whatcha 
doing over here at the Rio?”

“Eh, just bowling.  I figure I can’t feed the one-
armed bandit the whole time.”

“Really?  Surprised you have the energy to lift 
anything after last night.  Can I say I love the 
breakfast buffet in this place?  I damn near tore 
through that.”

“Well, I am kicking her ass in this whole bowling 
thing,” Miss K chimed in.

“Oh, Derrick, this is my friend Kayla,” Tracy said 
gesturing in Miss K’s direction.  “Remember I 
mentioned her when we met up last night?”

Derrick shook Miss K’s hand and looked her up and 
down, especially at her hips and crotch.  He squeezed 
Miss K’s hand a bit, and then said, “oh…you’re the 
hung girlfriend she were talking about.”  Scanning her 
body up and down once again, he continued “Can I say 
I’m thankful for shaking your hand first?  Otherwise, 
I would have thought homegirl was just some stud 
walking around with a strap.”

“Hey, my fingers have a habit of killing people are 
Tracy can tell ya,” Miss K said, making Tracy blush 
with a bit of embarrassment.  

“So whatcha doin’ right now Derrick?” Tracy asked.

“Oh, making some calls and what not.  Oh, that reminds 
me,” Derrick said as he stopped to pull something out 
of his pocket.  “I got this swing party going on 
tonight at this spot called the Green Door.  Don’t 
worry, I won’t charge ya Kayla, and besides, you don’t 
know how wild things get.”

“Hey, I prefer chicks as much as you do…and the same 
thing with dudes,” Miss K shot back.

“My bad!  Hey, I just me you.  Anyway, you ladies want 
to come through?  It’s free.”

Kayla looked at the card in her hand, seeing the time.  
“Hmm..I never did the swinging thing before.  It’s 
like swapping couples and open relationships and 
stuff, right?”

“Yeah, yeah.  And remind me to introduce you to my 
girl.  You’re going to have a good time with this 
one,” Derrick said.  “Look, I gotta run and wrap up 
some last minute stuff.  Hit the number up on the 
flier if you’re gonna come through.”

As Derrick walked away, Tracy said, “Well, I might 
come for another round with him.  Homeboy is almost as 
big as you are and diesel for real!”

“So I’ve noticed,” Miss K curtly said as she looked at 
the flier.  “I don’t know about this one.  Open 
relationships, fucking older people, I mean, hmmm…”

“Well, a real woman doesn’t tell her age, but I can 
you that you weren’t in the 2nd grade when Public Enemy 
came out,” Tracy said.  “And don’t catch a conscience 
now, with all the married women we’ve fucked.  Come 
on, it’s Vegas!  What happens in Vegas…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.  Tell ya what,” Miss K said as 
she went over to the ball return.  “I’ll beat ya down 
with this a bit more, chill out, grab a quick bite to 
eat, and we’ll head out.  Sound like a plan?”

“Sure,” Tracy said as Miss K picked up a ball.  “And 
don’t get too happy.  You’re only up 20 pins.”

“Oh really now,” Miss K said as she threw the ball 
down the lane, taking out the last 2 pins.  “That was 
a spare.  Keep dreaming love!”

***
 
“You sure I got you the right money, right?” Miss K 
said nervously as she eyed the taxi cab driver 
counting the fare again.

“Ma’am, you got it right!  Are you sure you’re OK.”

“Yeah…yeah!” Miss K said as she stood up and walked 
away.  “Go on.”

“Gee, K, you’re alright there?” Tracy said as she 
stood there with her hands on her fabric-encased hips.  
“You’re a bit off for whatever reason.  So unlike 
you.”

“Yeah,” Miss K said as she ran her acrylic tips 
through her wavy hair freshly released from its 
braids.  While her foundation hid her blushing well, 
her lips were covered in the same glossy hot pink her 
cleavage baring blouse that was open to just above her 
navel.  Her thighs seemed to quiver underneath her 
mid-thigh tennis skirt as she rocked back and forth on 
her sandaled feet.  “I don’t know.  I mean, what if 
it’s like those Real Sex things on HBO with a bunch of 
old, ugly White people trying to be hip and with it.”

“Guess everyone saw those,” Tracy said with a laugh.  
“But c’mon.  We’re in Vegas.  Nothing ventured nothing 
gained.  And is this the same chick who picked me up 
out of a strip club and pulled me cross-country to 
fuck half the people along the way?”

“Eh, I guess,” Miss K said as she squeezed her purse.  
“And that pink haired chicked back in the Midwest was 
wild.”

“Exactly, exactly,” Tracy said as she pulled Miss K by 
the arm towards the door.  “Besides, it can’t be too 
far a field from stripping.  Just don’t focus on 
everyone at once, OK?”

Miss K dusted her friend’s hand off of her arm and 
opened up the door for them.  “Oh, alright.  Besides, 
these condoms in my purse aren’t going to use 
themselves.  Behind the Green Door it is!”

They walked in to a dark room with colored lights, 
making both Miss K’s outfit and Tracy’s choice of a 
white tube top with white pants glow.  When her eyes 
came to a bit, she saw the scene in front of her.  
Small groups of people were flirting with each other 
in this lounge anchored by a small bar.  The sexual 
tension was thick, and the flirtations of the minglers 
constant.  She saw a couple disappear into a door, 
obviously looking ready to get it on, and started to 
relax a little.  “At least I don’t have to watch the 
people.”

“Hey ladies!” the voice crackled from the booth at the 
side.  “I need you over here for your bracelets!”

Miss K and Tracy walked over to the booth.  “Hi,” Miss 
K said as she managed to get her voice back a bit.  
“We’re guests of Derrick?”

“Hold on,” the woman said as she scanned a list in 
front of her.  “Kayla and Tracy from New York, right?”

“Yeah, that’s us,” Tracy chimed in.  

“Alright, let me call dude to come down and meet you,” 
the woman said as she pulled off two bracelets for the 
ladies.  “To your right are some fliers stating the 
rules of the club.  Please follow these rules or we 
will eject you, OK?  One moment.”

“Well, this ain’t so bad, Trace.  Thanks for getting 
me out here, I guess.”

“Not a prob K.  Besides, I see someone for your usual 
M.O. right over there.”

Miss K looked in the direction that Tracy gestured 
towards a couple chatting up a buff light-skinned 
Black guy.  She saw the woman, with shortish hair 
around 60, but at least looked well-preserved.  Maybe 
Tracy is onto…

“You’re insane, you know Trace?!”

“I’m not insane, just knowledgable of the random 
chicks you’ve fucked since I’ve known you.  Besides, 
it’s obvious she’s OK with Black dick.”

“You mean high yella boy over there?”

“Hey ladies!” Derrick said as she gave a hug and a 
peck on the cheek to Miss K and Tracy.  “Welcome to 
the party.  Allow me to introduce you to my partner in 
crime Sandy.”

Forward stepped a beaming heavily made-up woman with 
her hair in violet pig-tails.  Her body was trim and 
athletic, with only the C cup implants and her body 
structure lending itself to feminine curves, but she 
seemed warm as she gave Tracy then herself a hug.

“So ladies, you got her OK?” Derrick asked.

“Sure, not a problem,” Miss K replied with a wide 
smile.

“Alright, are you can see, this is the lounge.  Meet 
and greet all you want, but play here and we gotta let 
you go,” Derrick said as she let the group out into 
the lounge and around the tables.  “Through the doors 
on either side is access to the locker rooms.  Just 
pop a quarter in and you’ll get your keys.  Through 
the locker room are the restrooms and shower if you 
wanna freshen up, and upstairs?  Playtime!” Derrick 
said with a laugh as he led them up to the bar.  “If 
the curtain’s closed in a room, let them be, 
otherwise, we’re all grown.  So Tracy, want to meet up 
with some of the guys here?”

“Sure, Derrick.  Are they as hung as you are?”

“Well, we’ll see Tracy,” Derrick said with a lecherous 
smile.  “Suffice to say that this isn’t amateur 
night!”  Focusing on Sandy and Miss K, he said “Sandy, 
please take care of the newbie.  Make sure she feels 
right at home alright.”

“OK, D!” Sandy said as Derrick and Tracy walked away.  
“So, this is new.  D usually takes care of the ladies 
himself.  He must like your chick there, huh?”

“Yeah, you could say that,” Miss K said as she pulled 
up a stool and took a seat.  “How did you guess?”

“Hey, I’ve been in the lifestyle a while.  You can 
always tell those sorts of things.”

“So you wanna help me make money in the casinos 
tonight?” Miss K said with a nervous confidence.

“Ah, don’t worry girl!” Sandy said with a flirtatious 
touch of the arm.  “What do you want to drink?  On the 
house.”

“Can I get a Corona?”

“Sure, hold on.”

Sandy turned her back to Miss K to look down at her as 
that was squeezed into her bell bottoms.  “At second 
glance, her ass ain’t even half back,” Miss K thought 
to herself as her thong got a little tight down there.

“Here ya go, um, what’s your…”

“Kayla,” she replied.  “Let’s keep it simple tonight.”

“Alright, I’m Alexandra,” Sandy said with a laugh.  
“So where are ya from?”

Miss K stopped to guzzled half her beer down and took 
a deep breath.

“Awww, the little girl is nervous,” Sandy said as she 
slid her foot up and down Miss K’s calf.  “It’s 
alright, and don’t worry yourself hun.  I’ll take care 
of you.”

“OK,” Miss K said as she took another sip of the beer.  
“Much better now.  I’m from New York.  Yourself?”

“Oh, Oklahoma.  Came out to Sin City to have some fun 
and hooked up with Derrick here.  What has you here 
tonight?”

“Well, my girl hooked up with your man last night, and 
liked it so much that he wanted round 2.”

Sandy chuckled to herself, tossing her pigtails over 
her shoulder.  “It ain’t a surprise.  He’s a big boy, 
and he knows what to do, ya know?” she said batting 
her eyelashes.  “Do you play all time?”

“Usually with other girls.  I love women,” Miss K said 
with emphasis on the last word.  “But I do know she 
needs some beef in her life, so I don’t begrudge her 
much, ya know?”

“Really now?” Sandy said as she laid a hand on top of 
Miss K’s blouse before sliding up into her cleavage, 
caressing a breast.  “I like to have fun like that 
myself, and I’ve never played with a big girl like 
you.”

“You can say that again,” Miss K said with a nervous 
laugh.

“Follow me,” Sandy said as she pulled on Miss K’s 
hand.  “Hey, how tall are you, girl!  You look like 
you could be in the WNBA.”

“Oh, 6-5, 6-9 in these heels.”

“Just don’t step on me.  I’m barely 5’4” in these 
heels!”

Miss K clutched onto her purse and followed Sandy over 
to the opening off the main room.  She saw the women 
walk out of the room in various states of undress, 
from sheer nudity to sexy lingerie.  As she followed 
Sandy up the stairs, the smell of sex hit her.  While 
it wasn’t unpleasant, it was definitely was 
unmistakable as the sounds that hit her through the 
hall lit with dim neon.  Between the moans and wails 
and slaps and groans, she knew that she was into 
something a bit different.

“In here, Kayla,” Sandy said as she pulled Miss K into 
an open room.  “Allow me to draw the curtain.”

As she walked in, she was the same almost hazy 
lighting at there was in the hallway, and a soft, 
pillowy floor.  “Lay down, get comfy,” Sandy said as 
she drew the curtain closed. 

Miss K got down on her knees and laid back against a 
wall, feeling a bit nervous.  Sandy ran her hands up 
Miss K’s breastbone before opening up her shirt and 
baring her perfectly round tits.  “So nice and big 
there!  Mind if I can get some milk out of those?” 
Sandy said as she lewdly groped Miss K’s tits.  

She bent down, opened her mouth and took an areola, 
nipple and all into her mouth.  She sucked down hard, 
making Miss K gasp as she felt her other nipple being 
tugged on by Sandy’s small hand.  She felt Sandy suck 
like a mad woman, her purple pigtails lightly smacking 
her skin as she switched from one tit to the other.  
She held onto Sandy’s head for dear life, biting her 
lip as she felt her panties.  When she felt Sandy’s 
hand caress the small of her back, she made her move, 
pulling in Sandy’s head for a firm kiss as she sucked 
out her breath and stuck her tongue down her throat.  
She pulled Sandy’s face off of hers, then pinned her 
to the floor and pulled up her top, revealing her 
perfectly round tits for her eyes.  She flicked her 
tongue across her nipple before diving in for a suck, 
pressing her huge tits into Sandy’s tight stomach.  
She nurses firmly on her nipple, letting a hand 
trailing up and down in rhythm with her sucking 
towards her navel, her shoulder pinning the much 
smaller woman down.  After swirling a finger around 
her belly button, Miss K switched breast just as she 
dives her hands into Sandy’s pants, her mons and labia 
shorn completely bare.  She stretched the pants out to 
slide a couple fingers inside Sandy, easing those 
fingers in with the same rhythm she sucks on Sandy’s 
nipple.  She uses her tongue to flick around her 
pebbled nipples and areola as her thumb strums her 
clit and her fingers begin to pump inside of her 
lubricating cunt.  When she feels that she’s loosened 
them enough, she latched onto her nipple with her lips 
and sucks hard while her fingers twist inside Sandy, 
hitting the right spots.  She feels Sandy’s tight abs 
flex with each twisting stroke before rubbing her 
thumb in rhythm over her clit, making Sandy explore 
underneath her and nearly throwing her off.  She 
wrapped her free arm around Sandy’s shoulders to hold 
both of them down as she slows down her fingers, 
slowly easing up before pulling her fingers out of 
Sandy’s pants.  She looks into Sandy’s eyes as she 
sucked her juices off of her fingers, then stuck her 
tongue deep into Sandy’s mouth to let her taste 
herself.  

“Think I did OK?” Miss K said with false humility.

“Yeah, I think so!” Sandy said with a chuckle.  
“Mission accomplished!  Can I say you know how to 
finger fuck a girl?”

“Sure feel free!”

“Alright,” Sandy said as she pushed on Miss K’s 
shoulder to get her to recline against a wall.  “Now, 
for me to try the same treatment on you missy!” she 
continued as she bent down to suck on Miss K’s tits 
again.  As she suckled on Miss K’s tit, her hand 
grasped onto a piece of her inner thigh, crawling up 
her leg and under her skirt.  When she reached up to 
cup Miss K’s crotch, she felt something unexpected and 
yet familiar.

“You’re fucking kidding me,” Sandy said to herself as 
Miss K’s pert boob fell out of her mouth.  Sandy 
reached down with both hands under Miss K’s skirt and 
groped between her legs, feeling out her large dick 
tucked between her legs up to her ass, where the tip 
extended past her asshole a bit.  “Hey, Kayla?”

“Yes?”

“Can I say you have a big ass?” Sandy said with a 
chuckle as she reached up and felt the firm, round 
cheeks that hid her masculine charms.  She then 
started rubbing Miss K’s dick through her thong, 
licking her lips in anticipation.

“Can I see what you got down there?  It feels freakin’ 
huge, and it’s only a semi. I mean, um…do you get a 
lot of girls with that thing?”

Miss K gently guided Sandy’s hands from under her 
skirt and coquettishly replied, “oh, if you only knew.  
Wanna see?”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Alright then.”

Miss K stood up on her knees and reached underneath 
her skirt to pull aside her thong, her dick hanging 
heavy against her skirt.  She then lifted it up to 
reveal herself, pulsing in anticipation of what 
Sandy’s wet lips could do to it.

“Like what you see?”

“Hmmm..not bad.  Not bad at all,” Sandy said as she 
eyeballed what hung from Miss K’s crotch.  “Now lemme 
see your ass.”

Miss K got down on all fours and arched her back, 
sticking her huge ass in the air.  She reached baco to 
lift her skirt up off her ass, only to feel Sandy 
sticking her tongue at the top of her crack and 
sliding it down to her asshole.  She licked around one 
cheek, giving it a wet kiss before a light smack.  She 
spread those huge cheeks and started licking Miss K’s 
asshole, getting it nice and wet and making Miss K 
writhe on the floor.  As she kept licking, Sandy poked 
her tongue in a bit and wiggled it around.  She drew 
in a deep breath before giving Miss K’s asshole a 
couple a licks before she suddenly stopped and pulled 
away.

“OK…OK.”

“What?”

“Enough treating you like a girl.  I mean, you’re cute 
and all, and it isn’t like I’m calling you he or 
anything, though I am curious about your first name 
before you changed…”

“It’s Khalil, but anyway…”

“Yeah, anyway, um, Kayla, you got a big dick, I think, 
bigger than my boyfriend’s, and I’m curious about it, 
but I know most transsexuals like men and I’m not sure 
you like women, but I gotta see, and I’ve always been 
curious and…”

Miss K looked over her shoulder at Sandy, one finger 
across her lips.  She got up on her knees and turned 
around towards Sandy, her eyes filled with desire.  
She pointed to the floor and told Sandy, “Lay down.”

Sandy got down on the floor and closed her eyes, 
wanting the next thing to happen to be a bit of a 
surprise.  She felt Miss K’s body heat over to one 
side of her, her body doing something as she felt the 
weight shift in the floor.  She opened her mouth, her 
tongue stuck out slightly to the edge of her bottom 
lip.  She was wondering what was going on when she 
felt it almost punch her mouth with its weight and her 
instinct made her wrap her lips around it and suck.  
When she realized how thick it was, she squeezed her 
hips and exploded, letting out a muffled moan as she 
reached up to stroke the shaft that left as hard as a 
can of air freshener, but was incredibly think.  She 
stroked the shaft in one small, soft hand, her mouth 
struggling to get more than the tip in her mouth from 
this angle. 

Sandy got to her knees and bend down to get at that 
huge dick, using both hands to grab the huge, hard 
shaft before plunging down and taking it between her 
outstretched lips.  Once it passed the back of her 
mouth into her throat, she let go, letting the dick 
bend a bit as she kept sticking more and more of it 
deep inside.   Sandy yielded a bit as Miss K grabbed 
her pigtails, jamming her hard dick with each thrust 
deeper through Sandy’s reddening face.  When Sandy was 
but two inches from swallowing it all, she grabbed 
onto Miss K’s ass and tried to push the rest of it in, 
gagging as she couldn’t budge another inch.  She 
pulled the hands off of her pigtails and pulled off of 
the huge dick, gasping for air as the phlegm-coated 
member bobbed in the air.  Sandy looked longingly at 
it and grasped it at the base, licking it from bottom 
to top before sucking on the head.

“Wow, that’s a big dick.  Wanna hang around Vegas for 
a while?”

“Why, praytell?”

“So I can practice throating that huge bastard.  I 
thought my man had the biggest one around, but you had 
to come around,” Sandy said with a giggle.  “Got any 
condoms?”

“Get my purse over on the other side,” Miss K told 
Sandy.  Sandy scurried over to her purse, then tossed 
it over to Miss K.  She quickly pulled a condom out, 
then tore open the wrapper and quickly unfurled it 
down her huge hard dick.

“You came ready to play I see,” Sandy said as she 
pulled down her pants to her knees and bent over.  
“Let’s see what you got there!”

Miss K’s dick led her right to Sandy’s wet hole, 
allowing her to push in the tip with her hips, making 
Sandy coo in pleasure.  What set Sandy screaming is 
the stretching her poor pussy took when she felt the 
shaft slowly press in.  With each stroke, Miss K made 
a point to lean back on the outstroke, hitting 
virtually every nerve ending in the process.  With 
each stroke, she felt Sandy flood her latex-covered 
cock with her juices, the tremors already pleasing her 
tip.  When she finally hit bottom, she made a point to 
press her hips hard to Sandy’s ass, making her balls 
rub on Sandy’s clit.

“Jesus Christ, you’re a big dicked bitch!” Sandy 
seemed through her tip.  “Just grab me and pound me 
hard ‘til I cum, ‘K?” Sandy panted out, thrilled at 
the huge dick she had inside her.

“Gotcha Sandy.”

Sandy felt the huge shaft hitting her lungs it seemed, 
and when she felt it begin to move, it felt like her 
whole cunt was going to be ripped out along with it.  
She felt a strong pair of hands dig into her hips and 
the huge dick seemingly impale her guts with each 
thrust, making her nerve scream with each thrust.  
Soon, those thrusts developed a nice, steady rhythm, 
each thrust melting into one heightened quiver, her 
body dehydrating through the pussy juices that were 
soaking the floor.  She felt her insides begin to 
flutter as she was slowly carried to the climax with 
each repetitive thrust.  She shivered when she felt a 
hand slide up the spine of her back and gasped in 
anticipation when she felt one, then the other hand 
pull on her hand.  Just as those hands pulled on her 
hair hard, the thrusting came faster and harder, 
making her bite her lips and explode, grunting as she 
felt her juices splash out of her and onto her thighs.  
She was floating as she felt her cunt flex hard, 
trying to squeeze that baseball bat of a dick inside 
of her.  As she started to come down after what felt 
like an eternity, she felt that hard dick still inside 
her, impaling it on its massive size.  “How the fuck 
someone some big and hung looks that pretty?  It isn’t 
fair.  It just isn’t fair,” she thought to herself. 

“What isn’t fair?” Miss K asked.”

“Oh, um,” Sandy said as she realized she was thinking 
aloud, reaching back to begin to disengage from the 
huge cock.  “Get out of me first, OK?”

Miss K eased herself out slowly in one shot, leaving 
Sandy’s inside feeling shifted around and her cunt 
gaping open to the point you could look down and see 
her cervix.  “Haven’t had anyone that big in a while.”

“Nuh-uh,” Sandy said as she pulled her pants up over 
her hips, stood up on her knees and faced Miss K.  
“You’re fucking thick down there, you know that right?  
I’ve had thinner beer bottles.”

“But what isn’t fair Sandy?” Miss K said as she got to 
her feet, her dick obscenely tenting her skirt.

“You are a pretty girl in a strong way.  Ya know like 
Storm, from the X-Men?”

“Um, transsexual lesbian with hard penis here!  All 
Halle Berry references should be avoided.”

“Shall I mention Catwoman then?” Sandy said with an 
evil laugh.  “Anyway, you look so strong and pretty 
with your hair and your nice top and skirt, yet down 
there, you’re more a man than anyone in this place!”

“So all men are reduced to dick size?”

“In swingin, that and dick skills, which you are good 
at,” Sandy said with a laugh.  “Get that thing tamped 
down somehow.  I want to see what else is going out on 
there.”

“Alright,” Miss K said as she managed to tuck her dick 
to one side under her thong.  She helped Sandy to her 
feet and followed her out the curtain into the main 
hall.  Once she was out there, her senses seemed a bit 
more attuned to the action now that the nerves had 
melted away.  The smell of sex was in the air, 
literally and metaphorically, as she milled through 
the hallway, looking at people in various states of 
dress and play.  She smiled as she was felt up in the 
hallway, starting to catch the vibe of the club.  She 
started scanning the hallway, looking around at the 
action.  She noticed a few people doing their thing in 
the various rooms, giving her privates a stir.  She 
stopped and noticed a man slowly sawing his dick into 
a pretty ordinary looking woman whose pale skin was 
flush was she took that dick, her eyes wide and mouth 
stuck in an O.

“Damn, that looks good,” Miss K thought to herself, 
focusing on the scene in front of her as she stepped 
back.  “Though I do wonder how she’d react to what I 
have to offer.”

Her train of thought was broken when she ran into 
someone.  She quickly turned around and apologized to 
the man.  “Sorry about that, sir,” Miss K said as she 
turned around and steadied the man on his feet.  “I 
was just watching…”

Miss K looked over the crowd to see a very familiar 
body with its tube top pushed over her tits getting 
drilled hard, her legs splayed wide in a full nelson.  
The male form making her skin pop with each thrust was 
pure chiseled muscle, covered only by a thin layer of 
latex covering his pounding piston of a dick.  It 
seemed to make the woman stretch impossibly with each 
thrust, the sweat on his body making it look like a 
well-oiled machine.  She looked down into Tracy’s 
face, seeing how gone she was to the world except 
between her legs, seeing that look so often through 
the years.  

“Hey,” Miss K said with a bit of trepidation.  “How 
long has this been going on?

“Oh, about 20 minutes,” said the guy she bumped into.  
“I saw Derrick doing his standard piledriver thing, 
and damn does he have one.  Dude could probably match 
up with John Holmes in his prime, yah know?”

“And he can do a decent job on some pussy, so far as I 
know, right girl?” another woman said next to her.”

“Yeah, wouldn’t mind giving him a shot.”

“What to do, what to do!” Miss K thought to herself.  
“I mean I usually don’t reveal my masculine charms 
until I get a chick somewhat interested, but I doubt 
this is the place for private sex  Plus I don’t know 
who’s going to freak out once…”  Miss K’s line of 
thought was interrupted as she saw Tracy nearly cry as 
Derrick’s thick dick pounded her cunt into yet another 
hot orgasm, the floor beneath them drenched with their 
sweat.

“Hate crime’s double time in this state, right dude?”

“Yeah, I think.  Why are ya asking?”

“Trust me.  Excuse me!” Miss K said as she fought 
through the three-deep crowd surrounding what had 
become a stage for one hell of a sex show.  She slid 
down onto her knees next to Tracy’s head, then 
unceremoniously lifted up her skirt and pulled her 
thong off of her hard dick, letting it stick out from 
under her skirt.  She then spread her legs a bit, 
letting her dick rest on Tracy’s lips, her eyes 
looking out at the crowd for any weird reactions 
before she felt Tracy suck hard on her tip.  She 
looked down, stroked Tracy’s hair and pushed a few 
more inches into her mouth, hearing her grunt around 
her dick with each pounding stroke Derrick gave out.  
She looked down into her eyes and waved hello to her 
friend, enjoying the soft blowjob she was receiving 
and grinning from ear to ear.

Tracy was realizing what was happening to her with the 
huge dick in her mouth.  She knew who it was, but 
reveled in feeling that familiar thickness in her 
mouth.  She pulled Miss K’s dick out of her mouth and 
stroked it as she looked up.  The Amazonian built and 
impossibly pneumatic breasts framed a warm smile and a 
halo around her friend’s curly hair.  

“Hiya K!  Fancy you showing up here…shit!...While I’m 
getting pounded by Mr. Adonis here.”

“Not a problem,” Miss K said.  “I’m glad you’re having 
a good time here.”

“Thanks,” Tracy said as she held her hand up against 
Derrick’s rock hard abs to keep him still.  “Hey D!  
Mind just keeping still for a bit while I suck my 
friend here?  When I want that magic dick moving 
again, I’ll move my hand, OK?”

“Shit, why not baby girl!” Derrick said as he cast a 
gaze at the admiring crowd.  “You alright got everyone 
buzzing.  Go for it.”

Tracy locked eyes with Miss K as she took a few inches 
into her mouth, taking care to drag her lips on the 
upstroke.  She had a gentle, steady rhythm to her 
fellatio, her tongue swirling and caressing the tip 
with each stroke, making the huge cock throb in her 
mouth.  When she looked up to see her lover’s nose 
tilted in the air and her nipples like bullets as they 
stuck out of her blouse, she cooed to herself, feeling 
her juices soak Derrick’s dick as it held perfectly 
still inside of her.  She moved her hand off of 
Derrick’s stomach, and the strong, fast pounding left 
her light headed.  She loved being filled with dick 
from end to end, from the velvet hammer in her mouth 
to the piston that kept hitting her spots with 
perfection with every stroke.  She struggled to get 
deeper onto each dick, filled with lust until she 
convulsed with lust, her cunt trying to break off 
Derrick’s dick as her dehydrated body tried to coax 
more wetness onto the dick fucking her.  Miss K’s dick 
felt like the perfect gag and the perfect source of 
nourishment, making her suck and pray for some cum to 
see onto her tongue.  When her last orgasm began to 
subside, she used her hands to push on Miss K and 
Derrick, making them slowly each themselves off of 
her.

“Shit, that was fuckin’ good!” Tracy tiredly panted 
out to no one and everyone.  “Anyone got some water?”  
To her surprise, she found a bottle of water placed in 
her hand, which she took a few sips out of before 
flipping onto her stomach and noticing the crowd, 
giving a dainty wave to them.

“Wow, you know how to take some dick!” some strange 
female in the crowd screamed.  “And what about your 
friend you were sucking on?  My husband wants to 
borrow that sometime.  When is she going to give it 
up?”

Tracy laughed and said, “Oh, this girl?  She’s an old 
long…time friend,” Tracy said with a bit of 
exhaustion, chucking when she realized her pun.  

“But thank you Miss Blonde Lady!” Miss K said with a 
smile.

“Hey, you two,” Tracy said as she got to her knees and 
started stroking the two foot-long dicks around her.  
“Wanna do a double on me?  My friend K can get the 
pussy raw, while you pencil dick,” she said while 
squeezing Derrick’s dick, “can get my ass.  Feel up 
for it, my studs?”

“Well, damn girl!” Derrick said as she looked over at 
Miss K’s dick.  “I guess compared to that baseball 
bat, I am pencil dick.  I’m down, though.  Are you 
Kayla?”

Miss K nodded her head and got down on the floor, 
stroking her dick as she held it upright for Tracy to 
impale herself on.  She looked up as Tracy grabbed her 
dick and slowly eased her way down onto the huge 
shaft, her nerve still raw from the pounding she had 
just gone through.  When she reached bottom, she 
leaned forward, taking one of Miss K’s nipples onto 
her mouth and sucking on them, cooing as she did.  
Miss K pulled up Tracy’s head and the two twisted 
their tongues around each other, teasing each other as 
Derrick lined up his dick at Tracy’s asshole.

While Derrick pushed his dick into Tracy’s ass, Tracy 
went rigid, gaspingly wordlessly as she felt the lower 
half of her body stuffed to the gills.  She went limp 
as the long, thick dick in her ass started to ease 
itself in.  She laid ass still as a rag doll as 
Derrick stretched her asshole open, which would have 
been familiar if it wasn’t for the even bigger dick up 
her pussy.  She felt her body take control, clamping 
down on both dicks inside her as they struggled to get 
a grip on both of them inside of her.  Her legs got 
stiff and started flailing as Derrick started to fuck 
her ass hard.  She felt the air knocked out of her 
with each stroke, her asshole trying to twitch around 
the dicks in her and making them both throb with need.  
She felt Miss K’s arms go around her as she started to 
zone, the huge dick in her ass making her feel more 
alive than she had in a long time.  When she felt 
Derrick start to pulse inside her, her skin felt 
electric in anticipating of feeling his warm cum 
inside her.  Once she heard him groan somewhere in the 
distance, the rubber swelled up inside her ass, making 
Tracy feel the warm of his cum sloshing around inside.  
As Derrick dismounted her limp form, she felt hhuge 
and empty back there, her ass feeling violated in the 
best way possible.

As Miss K noticed sliding away after pulling out, she 
took the opportunity to flip Tracy onto her back, her 
dick still remaining in her pussy.  She took note of 
her purse up by the front and then pulled her shirt 
off of her arms, baring her huge tits to the watching 
crowd.  She then jacked up Tracy’s legs with her arms 
and spread them apart before slowly fucking her 
gushing wet cunt.  She gritted her teeth through each 
stroke as her tip was tugged at the friction generated 
by her size and Tracy’s involuntary orgasms.  She 
looked up to see the crowd of men and women in shock 
of her lewd display of dick stretching pussy to the 
maximum, her body between her legs looking like it 
could cum through Tracy’s nose.  She felt her dick 
being pulled in just the right way, making her feel 
like sparks were shooting through her nipples.  When 
she came, she just bit her lip and let it flow, making 
it feel like she was peeing white inside of Tracy.  As 
she kept cumming, she leaned back and started easing 
out, pulling along a pool of baby batter between their 
legs.  When she finished and pulled out, her cum oozed 
out of Tracy’s abused cunny, pooling their commingled 
juices into the pillow-top floor there to the shock 
and delight of the crowd.  Miss K laid back and saw 
what Tracy’s pussy looked like in the aftermath of the 
glow of their bodies and the neon light.  Getting her 
wind back, she tucked her softening dick in between 
her legs, readjusted her thong and clothes, crawled 
over to her purse, then struggled to get back on her 
feet with those six inch platform heels.

“Wow, that was great!” a woman with short blonde hair 
said with a tinge of a twang as she gave her a hug.  
“You two were something else!”

“Thanks,” Miss K said with a bit of exhaustion.  “Want 
to point me in the direction of the bathroom?”

“Sure, I’ll lead you down.  By the way, the name’s 
Kathy.  Yours ma’am?  Or should I say sir with what 
you got?”

“It’s ma’am, and the name’s Kayla.”

“Alright, then” Kathy said as she led Kayla over to 
the stairs.  “By the way, want something to drink?  I 
know when I squirt, I get dehydrated.”

“A Sprite would be nice.”

“Sure thing.  Now let me get you to the bathroom in 
one piece, before the other women tear you to pieces.  
Heck, some of them men might have second thoughts with 
someone as pretty as you!”

Miss K took a look at this Kathy character as she 
hustled her to and down the stairs.  She seemed perky 
enough, and looked in decent shape.  Heck, maybe 
they’d look to be the same age is Miss K hadn’t had so 
much plastic surgery.  She had a weird look in her 
eyes and a too-strong smile, making her wonder what 
was going on until she almost hit the door face first.

“Sorry about that one,” Kathy said as she shoved the 
door out of the way.  When she walked in, she saw the 
women’s locker room, replete with lockers and women in 
various states of undress, getting ready to jump into 
or out of the action.  

“So are ya looking for the showers or something?  They 
come fully stocked with soap and towels, if that’s 
your concern.”

“Eh, sure, why not?” Miss K said as she took off her 
shirt.  “I’ll save the rest for when I make it over to 
the shower.”

“Hey, I might do you more of a favor than that Sprite 
you wanted.  I’ll probably see you over the shower 
curtain with your giantess self.”

“Alright, Kathy.  See ya in a bit.”

Miss K walked over to the showers off to one side in 
the locker room.  Apparently, there wasn’t supposed to 
be any action back there according to the hand-written 
sign by the entrance, though Kathy was talking about 
something going on there.  She saw a wall of shelves 
with towels and figured that these were for the 
taking.  She was able to easily choose a vacant stall, 
due to the lack of showering ladies at that moment and 
drew the curtain, hanging her shirt and her purse on 
the hook outside.  To her delight, she saw that the 
stall was well-stocked with soap and shampoo, so she 
turned on the water, letting it splash her body in a 
bit before she got to washing.  She made sure her body 
was good and soaped up, then took care to wash her 
face, taking off her makeup in the process.  

“Oh, Kayla?” said Kathy as she stuck out a cup through 
the shower curtain.  “Here’s the Sprite you asked 
for.”

“Thanks,” Miss K replied as she took the cup and 
swallowed it in one long gulp.  “Didn’t realize how 
thirsty I was until I had something to drink.”

Kathy took the cup back and continued, “I’m not 
surprised.  I mean, you did give out a lot of fluids 
there.”

Miss K got some more soap in her hands and 
concentrated on her dick and balls, lathering them up 
well and getting all the various crevices on her now-
limp member.  As she was waiting to see what her new 
fan was going to do next, she started to rinse herself 
off in the shower, getting the soap from out of her 
eyes first.

“So Kayla?” asked Kathy.

“Yes?”

“Have you washed your thing down there?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…what got me here.  I know I probably can’t 
take it, but can I see up close?”

Miss K looked up over the shower stall around her, 
pleased that Kathy was the only one nearby, decided to 
open the curtain.  She was pleased as she saw Kathy’s 
cleavage pop out of her push-up bra and more pleased 
by the reaction her eyes had with was she saw.  She 
felt her look at her breasts, trailing down her firm 
abs down to her limp dick, which was slowly rising to 
life.

“Not bad,” Kathy said as she hand hovered over it.  
“Not bad at all.  My hubby is about this size hard, 
and he’s a thick 8.  Can I touch?”

Miss K nodded her assent, leading Kathy to lay her 
entire hand across it from base to tip, her frenulum 
rubbing against Kathy’s wrist.  She wrapped both ahdns 
round it and started stroking the soft skin, smiling 
up at Miss K when she felt it start to stir in her 
hands.  “It’s funny that you look so pretty, yet have 
this big ol’ thing.  I don’t know whether to call it a 
waste or a surprise?”

“I’d go for surprise myself, especially since I am so 
pretty,” Miss K leered in response.

Kathy got down on her knees and started stroking the 
huge dick more firmly.  “Well, let’s see how big a 
surprise it is.”  She took the head of it into her 
mouth, dragging it along the roof and swirling her 
tongue as she sucked on it.  Her hands went up to milk 
the expanding dick into her mouth, hoping to pump it 
up to its full size.  She looked up into Miss K’s eyes 
with longing, swaying to and fro until she felt the 
dick nudge the back of her throat.  When she squeezed 
the shaft to steady it as she pulled off a bit, she 
was surprised at how thick it was.  Though she was 
able to make it off enough to not gag, she felt her 
jaw ache as the member grew in her mouth, stretching 
her lips and fingers to the max as it reached its full 
length.  Finally, she gave up, licking up one side, 
then the other as she slowly stroked the huge dick 
before letting it go and hang up on its own.

“Geez, you’re a big ‘un,” Kathy said as she stroked 
the huge dick, giving the tip a lick.  “How do you 
hide this thing?”

“Tuck it while it’s soft well enough that when 
temptation occurs, it just doesn’t snake out,” Kayla 
said with pride.

Kathy chuckled at that remark, letting go of the dick 
to cover her guffaws.  Then she took a look at the 
huge dick with trepidation.  “How do women take that 
thing though?  It’s unreal?”

“Well, some don’t take the length, but most can manage 
the girth with a bit of work,” Miss K said as she 
reached for her shirt.  “It just all depends on how 
that works out.”

“And do you pay for repairs afterwards?” Kathy said 
half-jokingly.  “I mean golly gee!”

“Speaking of repairs,” Miss K said as she pulled on 
her thong and struggled to fit her hard-on into it.  
“I might need a new pair of panties if I don’t get 
some soon.  Think you could be of service?”

“Sure!  Besides, if I didn’t know any better, I’d 
swear you’d have a lead pipe in your drawers.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Miss K said as she pulled her skirt on 
so the waist would be above her navel, making sure it 
didn’t bulge out of her waist obviously.  “Let me put 
my shoes on and get this show on the road.”

She slipped back into her platform heels, bracing 
herself on the wall of the stall as she did, then 
grabbed her purse and helped Kathy to her feet before 
letting her lead the way out of the bathroom.

“Thanks a bunch for the drink.  I was drained after my 
last go-round with my woman,” Miss K said with a 
chuckle.

“Not a problem, hun,” Kathy said with a laugh.  “Now, 
who do you want to take on that telephone pole 
attached to your body?”

“Apparently not you, but…over there!” Miss K said as 
she spotted the older woman Tracy had pointed out 
earlier.  She was obviously flushed from some recent 
action and sitting out among the tables with a drink 
in her hand.

“You mean her?  You’re insane!” Kathy said with a 
laugh.  “But hey, you did find your woman right?”

“Oh, if I only had a highlight reel of over the 
years,” Miss K said as they sat down on opposite sides 
of the woman.

“So how are you two doing tonight?  My name’s Maria,” 
the well-preserved brunette said to the two.  “Having 
any fun?”

“Yeah, you could say that,” Miss K replied, her mind 
not quite there.  “Definitely.”

Suddenly, Kathy reached over and whisper something in 
Maria’s ear.  She noticed ther perkily styled short 
hair and the breasts with matching energy in her 
teddy.  “If nothing else, I know this woman has good 
genes,” Miss K thought to herself.  She watched Maria 
react as she heard something Kathy whisper, followed 
by a wide grin creeping across her face.

“So,” Maria said as she leaned over to Miss K’s 
direction.  “I hear you have a real nice piece there.  
Mind if I check it out?”

“Sure, I don’t mind,” the tall transsexual said as she 
leaned back.  “By the way, just call me Miss K.”

She looked as Maria leaned over her lap and scanned 
for her dick.  When she reached over to grope for it, 
she felt her hand brush against the thick shaft, 
making her dick stir.  Once she realized what she hit 
and squeezed the shaft through her skirt, a worless O 
appeared on her face, followed by a wide smile.  “Oh, 
I think we’ll have good fun with this one, even if I 
can’t take it all.  Want to come upstairs and play?”

“I thought you would never ask,” Miss K replied as she 
got to her feet.

***

In a flash, Miss K found herself in a room with the 
curtain open again, sitting up against the wall with 
her knees up and legs spread, her feet still perched 
on those impossible heels.  Maria was boldly stroking 
up her inner thigh, staring at the bulging thong and 
the huge hard dick underneath it.  She looked up into 
Miss K’s eyes, then reached down and pulled the thong 
off to the side, making her erection pop out and smack 
her forearm.  Her mouth watered as she licked her 
lips, thinking about how much it would stretch her 
mouth.  “Can I say you look delicious down there with 
all that chocolate for me?” she asked while slowly 
jacking the huge dick.

“Mmmhmm.”

She looked down at the dick and took the tip into her 
mouth, sucking gently as she pulled on the head with 
her mouth.  She used her lips and tongue in unison, 
slowly taking a few more inches into her mouth as she 
sucked.  She paused from time to time to lick up and 
down both sides of the shaft, making sure her mouth 
never lost contact with her huge chocolate bar.  With 
the huge portion she couldn’t suck, she used her hands 
to please, changing the speed of her movements with 
the change in her rhythm of sucking.  She even took 
the time to suck on Miss K’s balls, popping each of 
them in her mouth individually and rolling them around 
with her tongue.  Miss K was relaxed by Maria’s soft 
attentions on her hard dick, being lulled into a 
pleasurable trance that was only broken when she felt 
the mouth finally leave her dick, the hands stroking 
away.

Miss K opened her eyes to see Maria looking at her in 
pure lust, her soft hands milking her dick with 
pleasure.  “What do you want to do now?” she asked.

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Get in position then.”

Miss K saw Maria turn away from her and get on all 
fours, her round ass in the air as she pulled aside 
the crotch of her teddy.  She fumbled for her purse, 
pulled out another condom, and then unwrapped it and 
unfurled it down her hard dick.  She got up on her 
knees and lined up the member with Maria’s tight, bare 
pussy.  She pushed in, feeling the slick vise slowly 
ease for her huge dick, her skin on fire as she slowly 
slid in.  She eased her way in until she hit bottom 
two-thirds of the way in and gripped her dick at that 
point as she slowly started to pump Maria.  She felt 
incredibly sensitive as she felt Maria’s honeypot pull 
on her, each stroke setting her skin ablaze.  She 
slowly worked it in Maria, gently nudging her cervix 
with each stroke as she stretched out and tugged on 
every nerve in her vagina with her thick member.  She 
felt so close to the edge, but didn’t want to stop as 
this moment felt so good to her.

“Miss K?” Maria panted.

“Yes.”

“I want to feel you cum inside me.  Fill me with that 
fucking thick cock.”

Miss K pushed in as deep as she could and started 
stroking, knowing it wasn’t going to take much in her 
state.  She closed her eyes and bit her lip, waiting 
for the inevitable explosion when she felt a familiar 
touch on her sides.

“Hey, my little lesbian stud.  You know I’ve just been 
fucked hard by a couple of hung studs, right?” Tracy 
whispered in her ear.  “I know you’ve shown me how 
good you are, but you don’t have it like it.  Come on, 
bitch, fill this woman up!  Show her what you got!”

Miss K gruntled softly as she felt her cum shoot out, 
rope after rope filling the condom as she was pressed 
against her cervix.  As she started to come down, she 
felt Maria’s cunt squeeze on her dick in a small 
orgasm, her dick getting a few more drops of cum 
pulled out.  She slowly eased out as she felt Tracy’s 
tits on her shoulder, her breath still lingering on it 
as she held onto the condom and pulled clear of Maria, 
who collapsed to the floor.


“Wow, that was huge,” Maria said.  “Hey, do you have a 
phone?”


“Sure,” Miss K said as she found her purse and handed 
Maria her cellphone.  “Make sure to save it, OK?”

“Like my little tease at the end there, K?” Tracy 
said.

“I did actually.  Can I say you have perfect timing?”

“Feel free.  I saw you as I was walking by when I 
heard homegirl here ask you to cum.  I figured I could 
help.”

“Not a problem,” Miss K said as she took the cum-
filled condom off her limp dick and tucked herself 
back into her thong.  

“Hey, can I say you don’t cum as much as you used to?” 
Tracy said as she took the condom from Miss K’s hands.  
“You’re losing your touch.”

“Let’s see now.  I’ve fucked six women today including 
you and gotten blowjobs from two more.  I think I’ve 
done my job, especially since I live as a woman.”

“Eh, I remember your golden days.  Remember our cross-
country road-trip?” Tracy said as she got to her feet.

“Hey, can I say I’m impressed by you?” Maria said as 
she handed back the cell phone.  “Call me whenever.  I 
wouldn’t mind a few rounds to see if I can take all of 
that monster.  Can I say that you remind me of a pop 
can?”

“Well, call me Michael Jackson baby, because I’m the 
King of…”

“Enoughh of your fake Ellen DeGeneres comedy routine,” 
Tracy said as she pulled Miss K to her feet.  “I want 
to go get some rest.”

“Alright,” Miss K said as she pulled her purse onto 
her shoulder and followed Miss K out of the room.  

“Hey, K,” Tracy said once they were away from the 
room.

“What Trace?”

“I was just thinking about how big you were to that 
older woman.  Not just the dick, but the size as well.  
I mean, I’m used to you, but I’ve fucked you for so 
long now that I’ve lost a bit of perspective, ya 
know?”

“I feel ya.”

“Hey, remember that girl we met out in Cali on that 
roadtrip?  Transsexual like you, had that bikini 
hustle?   What was her name?”

“Marilyn I think.”

“Yeah, her.  You haven’t heard from her in a bit, 
right?”

“Not since that funeral for her wife.  What’s up?”

“I wonder what a slimmer chick like her with a huge 
one would look next to that chick you got.  I mean, 
she’s bigger than you if I remember, right?”

“Yeah,” Miss K wistfully replied.  “Damn competition.”

“Ah well,” Tracy said as she opened the door to the 
club.  “I need some rest, and preferably a hot tub in 
the morning.  My poor cunny has been tore up.  Got the 
number for the cab?”

“Alright, I’ll call a cab for you,” Miss K said as she 
pulled out her cell phone, then stuck out her tongue.  
“Chicken.”

“And proud of it.”

***

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