Author: Brett Lynn
Title: The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K: Luck Be A Lady

Hello, ladies and gents, and welcome to yet another 
tale that is guaranteed to make you wish for an 
onanastic release…or at least get you more intimate 
with your spouse. ;-)  However, if you are not of 
legal age in your jurisdiction, or otherwise 
prohibited from reading such material, please do not 
read this story.  I reserve all commercial and non-
electronic rights to this work, so if you steal, I 
will catch up with you and exercise my copyright.  If 
you want to catch up on this series, or read anything 
else I have to offer, please visit my website at 
/~BrettLynn/.  I also must remind 
you that the name 'Brett Lynn' is a pen name, and I am 
not connected in any form with anyone with the above 
name.  Now, with the legalese out of the way, let's 
get on with the show.

THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: LUCK BE A LADY
By Brett Lynn

Miss K shook the sweat out of her hair as she stepped 
out of the elevator.  After running a good three miles 
on the treadmill, she was drenched in sweat to the 
point that her Black sports bra was soaked.  Wiping 
the sweat off of her brow, she made the short walk to 
her hotel room, then knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Tracy called out.

"It's the rat pack arisen from the grave," Miss K 
deadpanned.  "It's me, Trace.  Open up!"

"Alright, alright," Tracy said as she opened the door.  
"I don't know why you felt the need to workout as soon 
as we got here.  A normal person would have hit the 
tables right after hitting Vegas."

"I know, I know," Miss K said, enjoying the bright 
lights of the strip from her $1,000 a night hotel 
room.  "Then again, there's a reason I made out with 
my dot-com cash and most didn't…I don't gamble."

"Well, most people would consider radical cosmetic 
surgery a gamble!"

"Hush," Miss K said, putting a finger over her lips to 
enunciate the point.  "Now let me get in the shower.  
I feel like putting down a little bit of money 
tonight."

"OK," Tracy said as Miss K began stripping off her 
sports bra, then covering her breasts to maintain her 
modesty.

"Oooh," Tracy said as she plopped down on a couch and 
watched her friend.  "Why the modesty now?"

"Well, I can be modest whenever I want, BIIIATCH!" 
Miss K said as she was almost doubled over in 
laughter.  Listening to Tracy fall out laughing and 
brushing the sweaty hair out of her eyes, she stumbled 
her way into the bathroom.  Stripping off her jogging 
shorts, and the spandex shorts she wore underneath, 
she reached into the shower to get the water going.  
She gave herself a shiver as the terry cloth washcloth 
brushed her nipples, then steeled herself as she 
carried it, the soap and the shampoo into the shower.  
Wanting to wait for a bit of a release, she washed 
gingerly across her body, scrubbing her flesh clean 
before carefully cleaning off her genitals.

She stepped out the shower, then dried off her body 
with a towel and had her auburn tresses blow-dried.  
Stepping out of the shower, she walked into the 
bedroom, complete with fine art on the walls and plush 
burgundy carpet.  After noticing the mints left on the 
pillow, she opened up her drawers and selected a red 
thong and a matching lacy push-up bra.  She slid the 
thong up her legs, then pulled her limp dick between 
her legs before pulling it up into place.  Then she 
pulled on her bra, cupping them a bit in her hands and 
letting her palms linger over them until her nipples 
began to harden.  She pulled open the closet and 
pulled out the plaid Burberry suit she had been saving 
for a night just like this.  The jacket was cut to hug 
her waist and show off the massive cleavage she had, 
while the skirt hugged her hips and stopped just short 
of her crotch.  Then she pulled out the matching 3 
inch clogs and slid them on her feet.  She dug the 
room key and wallet out of her jogging gear, then slid 
her into the suit pockets.  Once she put on a coat of 
burgundy lipstick and combed out her hair, she walked 
out onto the marble hallway towards the living room.

Tracy heard the click of the heels before she saw her 
friend.  When she got up on her knees on the couch and 
turned around, all she saw was Miss K's jiggling 
flesh, shaken to perfection by the strut on her heels.  
The plaid tightly tailored round Miss K's breasts made 
her mouth and pussy water, a dull itch beginning 
between her thighs as she so wanted to pull opened 
that jacket and nurse on those silicone mammaries.  
She finally looked up to Miss K faced just as she got 
within a few steps of her, those dark red lips just 
begging to be kissed, which is just what Tracy did as 
she wrapped one arm around Miss K's strong back, her 
free hand mauling her friend's big tit.

"God, you can be a sexy woman at times!" Tracy said as 
she reached into her track pants and rubber her pussy, 
writhing her hips as she rubbed her clit.  "You're 
making me so wet!"

"Oh really?" Miss K said as she reached into Tracy's 
pants and ran her fingers along her vulva.  "That's 
how I love my women."

As the two began to kiss again, Miss K slid two 
fingers into Tracy's wet quim, pumping them as her 
thumb rubbed her friend's clit and her tongue snaked 
around Tracy's.  As feeling her friend moan into her 
mouth, Miss K pulled away from the kiss, smiling at 
the trace of lipstick left on Tracy's lips, and pulled 
the hand out of her pants.  She took the two fingers 
in her mouth and sucked on them, smacking her lips a 
she enjoyed the sweet taste.

"You taste delicious, Trace," Miss K said before 
giving her friend a peck on the lips.  "Now let's see 
you look it."

"Alright, alright.  I'll go," Tracy said as she 
climbed over the couch, helped down by Tracy.  "Just 
you wait, missy!"

"I have no choice," Miss K said with a smile before 
climbing over the couch and relaxing.  "Just don't 
keep me for too long, OK?"

"Alright K!" Tracy screamed as she disappeared off 
into the bedroom.  With that, Miss K changed the 
channel on the TV, looking for something to watch to 
kill the time.  Eventually, she settled in to watch 
"Juice", thinking about the old days in Brooklyn.

As Miss K was patiently watching the move, she felt a 
hand slowly slide into her jacket, then lightly 
tweaked the nipple through her bra.

"I see your nipple is harder than a diamond," Tracy 
deliberately hissed.  "Now, I got something to show 
you a bit more valuable."

Tracy's blonde hair was set in big bouncy curls, 
framing her face as it drifted down to the small of 
her back.  Her body glowed icy blue from the glittery 
dress she wore, and her cleavage was pushed up and 
perfectly framed in a neckline that reached down to 
her navel.  She wore all ice blue makeup, making her 
smile seem brighter and warmer than ever, while the 
dress clung perfectly to Tracy's legs and hips, 
stopping just short of her six-inch stiletto heels.

"Wow, you look so incredible!  Like a work of art," 
Miss K panted, feeling her thong tighten around her 
hardening dick.  

In response, Tracy bent over her friend, letting her 
blonde hair cascade over her face as she reached into 
Miss K's suit and massaged her boobs.  "We can play 
right now if you want."

Miss K whined a bit, then got to her feet and turned 
off the TV.  "I'd love to right now, Trace, but I 
wanna go gamble.  I want to give this high-rolling 
thing a shot."

"OK," Tracy said as she walked around the couch.  "So 
who is going to be on whose arm?"

"Why don't I be on your arm.  That should be fun."

"That's sounds like a plan to me," Tracy said as she 
held out her arm for Miss K to hold onto.  "Let's get 
going!"

"You lead the way, ma."

***

The two ladies had made their way down to the casino 
floor and settled into a blackjack table in the VIP 
room.  Surrounding them were people of money and 
means, their expensive clothes advertising their 
wealth as much as their wagers.  Circulating through 
the room were various members of the casino staff, 
making sure their most valuable customers were well-
taken care of, making sure they made their 
contribution to the casino's take.

Tracy sat next to Miss K, idly fingering their chips 
as she followed the action.  Miss K watched as the 
dealer dealt out the next hand of blackjack.  They 
were just about breaking even for the night, barely 
making a $200 profit on a $25,000 stash.  Just as Miss 
K was picking up her hand, she felt a hand tapping her 
on her shoulder.

"How do you do, ma'am?  My name is Bobby, and I'm here 
to inquire about any needs you may have," the casino 
staffer said as he offered his hand.

"Hit me," Miss K idly said before turning to Bobby and 
shaking his hand.  "My name is Ms. Stanford, and my 
companion here is Ms. LaRue," Miss K said as she 
gestured over to Tracy, a bit surprised at her 
formality.

As Miss K turned back to the table to check out her 
cards, Bobby continued the conversation in her ear.  
"We here are willing to take care of any of our most 
valued customers' needs."

"Damn," Miss K said as she saw the dealer won with his 
hand.  "What do you mean by that Bobby?"

"You know, food, drinks, other, shall I say, illicit 
recreation."

"What do you mean?" Miss K said as Tracy laid out $500 
in chips for the next bet.

"Well, we can connect you to our call girl service for 
some after hours entertainment.  Also, we can get you 
whatever drug you want, just say the word.  Weed, 
coke, E…"

"E?  Oh really?" Miss K said as her ears perked up, 
asking for another hit with the blackjack dealer.  She 
motioned to Tracy, then whispered in her ear, "Hey, 
this dude here can score us some hits.  Wanna party 
like a rat-packer and have some fun?"

"Who?" Tracy said out loud as the dealer attended to 
the other players.  Then she collected herself and 
whispered in Miss K's ear, "Sure.  I've tried that 
once.  Let's do it."

As the dealer turned over the cards on the table, Miss 
K whispered in Bobby's ear, "Sure.  We'll take a 
couple hits."

Bobby backed away and smiled, then stepped away from 
their table, presumably to get them what they asked.  
"You guys want some OJ too?"

"Sure," Tracy answered.  "Get a couple of glasses for 
both of us."

"What's with the orange juice, Trace?" Miss K asked as 
she turned back to the table and looked at her cards.  

"Trust me on this one, K," Tracy said as she ran a 
hand up Miss K's arm.  "You'll need it to help swallow 
it."

"OK," Miss K said, smiling as she saw she had 
blackjack on this hand, resulting in a tidy profit for 
herself.

In almost no time, a waitress came over with a tray 
with two small glasses of orange juice as well as an 
envelope.  "Mr. Jackson said that this is for you," 
the waitress said as she handed the envelope to Miss 
K, then placed the orange juice on the railing.  "If 
you need Mr. Jackson's services anymore, here's his 
card."

"Thanks," Miss K said as she slipped the card into her 
jacket pocket, then watched the waitress walk away.

As Miss K called for a hit on her hand, Tracy slid up 
next to her friend and whispered, "shall we do it?", 
punctuating it with a lick of her ear.

"Sure," Miss K whispered back.  "After all, it's sex, 
drugs and rock 'n' roll, right?"  She then pulled 
Tracy into a deep tongue kiss, much to the applause of 
a couple of the other players.  Then she put the 
envelope on the railing and pulled out a dull-pink 
pill, accidentally knocking it on the floor.

"Let's go," Miss K said at a half-whisper as Tracy 
picked up the envelope and pulled out her tab.  As the 
two smiled at each other, they popped the pills into 
their mouth and took a sip of the orange juice ease 
the pill down.

"How about this, K?  After three more hands, we can 
take a cab to the Strip.  I want to be  among those 
bright lights when it hits," Tracy blurted out.

"OK," Miss K said as she gave Tracy a peck on the 
cheek.  "Three more hands," she said with a smile.  
She then looked on as the dealer flipped over the 
cards and announced she had blackjack.  She smiled, 
then took the chips from the dealer for winning.  
Beaming with joy, she parceled out three more wagers 
of $250 a piece and handed them over to Tracy to place 
on the table.

After losing the next three hands in quick succession, 
the two ladies pushed away from the table, and walked 
arm and arm to cash in their chips.  As the ladies 
strutted their way across the casino floor to the 
cashier, Miss K and Tracy felt sexy as hell feeling 
their clothes clinging to their curves, enjoying the 
power of lust they created.  Miss K felt her dick and 
nipples get hard from the occasional gaze she got from 
the ladies in the casino, knowing that they all wanted 
to be her and hopefully wanted to fuck her hot body.  
After letting go of Tracy's arm, Miss K handed over 
her chips to the clerk, then furtively stuffed her 
winnings in her purse.  Then the two ladies walked out 
the front door together, both of them feeling up each 
other's butts while Tracy manipulated a finger to 
tease Miss K's hidden tip.

Once they got in a waiting cab in front of the hotel, 
the two ladies sped off towards the bright lights of 
the strip, enjoying the neon glow of the city as they 
waited for the E to take effect.  In a few short 
minutes, they were in the midst of the strip, enjoying 
the electric light parade of the various casinos as 
they passed by.  Miss K was idly toying with her hair, 
checking out Tracy's ample cleavage in the ambient 
light.

"Hey, Trace!"

"Yeah, K?"

"I don't see what the big deal is with being on the 
Strip after taking some…"

Miss K paused in mid-sentence as she looked around her 
in what appeared to be a different world, or at least 
a brighter one.  After shielding her eyes for a brief 
moment, she looked at the impossibly bright city 
around her, the Golden Palace marquee that had just 
came up looking almost as bright as the sun.

"Wow!  I see what you mean, definitely," Miss K said 
as she sat back in her seat.  "This can't be right," 
she continued as she shook her head in disbelief."

"I know what you mean," Tracy said after an unnatural 
pause.  "Sorry for the wait.  I was just thinking 
about something."

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

Miss K sat there letting the thoughts race in her 
head.  Suddenly, in the rush of thoughts in her head, 
she turned and looked at Tracy, and her mind began to 
race.

"Damn, she's sexy," Miss K thought quickly to herself.  
"She so beautiful.  I would have killed to fuck 
someone like her in high school.  Heck, I damn near 
killed myself with this body and all that plastic 
surgery.  Damn, I wanna fuck her.  But I don't get why 
she's with me.  She's rolled with me so much on this 
trip.  She could have bounced any time she wanted.   I 
hope I didn't threaten her.  Damn, fucking size thing 
again.  But seriously, she's rocked with me.  She's 
done everything I've asked of her.  She's put up with 
me and my bullshit.  Maybe she gives a fuck about me.  
Maybe she just wants to make me happy.  God, a chick 
that actually wants to make me happy.  What a wild 
concept.  Shit, she'd do anything to make me feel 
good.  Now that I think it, I would too.  It feels so 
nice to see her happy and shit, and not because of the 
money.  Shit, she didn't have to fuck with me on this 
road trip thing.  Plus she's so beautiful when she's 
happy, especially the way she glows and oh shit…"

The realization hit Miss K like a ton of bricks.  She 
slid herself into the corner of the car and looked at 
Tracy, studying every inch of her body.  Instead of 
coolly thinking of her body as a series of nerve 
endings to play like an instrument, she saw it as a 
whole, a beautiful whole that held the consciousness 
of someone she didn't want to see hurt, but pleasured 
and taken care of in ever way possible.  She finally 
focus on her  Tracy's lips, looking at how soft they 
looked, thinking how good they made her feel ever step 
of this road trip.  "God, I gotta thank her properly," 
Miss K accidentally said out loud as she was thinking 
to herself.

Tracy broke out of her train of thought as she saw her 
friend's big, sturdy, curvy frame coming towards her.  
"I don't want to be fucked right now, K," Tracy said 
as she saw her friend moving towards her.  "All I want 
right now is…"

Instead of feeling the lustful force she usually felt 
from Miss K, Tracy felt something different in the 
kiss.  There was a patience and gentleness she hadn't 
felt before as she gently nursed on the tip of Miss 
K's tongue that slipped between her lips.  Then, she 
closed her eyes and felt her friend's had slide up her 
arm.  Strangely, it didn't feel like her nerves were 
being played with as usual.  Even though she knew Miss 
K could play her body like a virtuoso, there was 
something different there, something more admiring as 
she felt Miss K's large, firm breast press down on top 
of hers with their weight.  Finally, she felt Miss K 
pull away from her just enough that when she opened 
her eyes, she looked right into her friend's.  For 
once, the lust simply wasn't there.  It was something 
else, something completely new that she felt when she 
saw Miss K simply smile and nod her head.

"I understand," Tracy quietly said with a smile.

Miss K went back to kiss Tracy again, idly reaching 
her hand to pull down the strap of Tracy's dress.  She 
kissed her way down to the nape of her neck, lingering 
there as she pulled one of her breasts out of the 
dress.  Sighing as she felt Tracy reach into her 
jacket, she bent down and began to blindly nurse on 
her friend's tit.  As she felt her hair being 
caressed, she slowly sucked on the hardening nipple in 
her mouth, then opened her eyes to se Tracy's eyes in 
pure bliss, her face framed by the passing lights of 
Vegas.  She gasped when she felt her nipple popped 
from her bra, hardening instantly on Tracy's touch, 
before swirling her tongue over the chocolate areolas.

When she felt Tracy tug on her auburn locks, Miss K 
slid her lips back up Tracy's body ad sucked on her 
lips firmly.  When she felt Tracy push on her 
shoulders, she simply fell back in the seat and let 
Tracy climb on top of her right leg.  As Tracy held on 
to and squeezed the other tit, she felt her friend 
wetly kiss and suck on her nipple.  While Miss K 
wrapped her hands around Tracy's shoulders, holding 
her to her bosom, Tracy unwrapped her fingers from 
Miss K's breasts and placed it on her knee.  Slowly, 
Tracy's hand slid up Miss K's quivering thigh, her 
chest heaving as it was desperate to feed her friend 
her breast.  Little by little, Tracy's hand slid up 
Miss K's thigh and under her skirt, making Miss K's 
flesh quiver.  She gasped as she felt Tracy's hand 
grasp her dick in her thong, then lifted her hips into 
Tracy, pressing her dick into the palm of her friend's 
hand.  She held onto Tracy's blonde curls and pressed 
her head tightly to her breasts, letting her nurse on 
the breasts while she jacked her cock through the 
thong.

"Driver," Miss K breathlessly said.  "Get us back to 
the hotel now."  She steeled herself just enough to 
pull a $50 bill out of her purse and throw it in the 
front seat.  "Just GO!  NOW!"

The cab driver, taking the hint, made a U-turn on the 
Strip and sped back to the hotel.  The jolt from the 
turn roused Tracy out of her rapture and got her to 
slide up into Miss K's lap.  As the driver hurried 
back to the casino, the two held each other, caressing 
each other's curves as they looked at each other in 
the low light, kissing intermittently.  Just as Miss K 
was about to peck Tracy's nose, the car came to a 
sudden halt, throwing Tracy into the nape of Miss K's 
neck.

"Are you OK back there?" the cab driver called out.

"Sure, I'm fine.  No big deal," Tracy said as she sat 
back up, then rolled into the seat.  "Did you pay him, 
honey?"

"Yeah, Trace," Miss K said as she grabbed her purse.  
"Now let's get back to the hotel room.  Don't forget 
about your dress."

"Right," Tracy said as she pulled the strap of her 
dress back up and adjusted her cleavage.  She then 
opened the door and stepped out, with Miss K quickly 
following as she held her hand.

The two walked to the elevator arm-in-arm, smiling 
bright at anyone who just happened to pass by.  Then, 
they got on the elevator to their floor and walked to 
the door of their hotel room.  Miss K fished the 
electronic key out of her purse and opened the door, 
looking at the living room lit by the glow of the 
strip in the distance.  Then, she looked into Tracy's 
eyes, completely lost.

"What's wrong K?"

"I dunno what to do now.  Normally I'd fuck you into a 
coma, get myself off, then wake you up and watch some 
TV.  Now….I dunno."

"Yeah, me neither.  Fuck that hard is fun, but…"

The two looked deep into each other's eyes, then faded 
into a deep, meaningful kiss, holding each other as 
Miss K leaned Tracy into the door jam.  As the two 
kept kissing, Miss K's hands slid down over Tracy's 
big soft butt and onto the back of her hips.  She 
lifted Tracy's legs into her arms just as Tracy sucked 
Miss K's tongue into her mouth, making the heat on her 
belly that much hotter.  As she felt Tracy's wet pussy 
rub on her stomach as Tracy's tongue caressed inside 
her mouth, making her hum in pleasure, her thong 
getting tighter with each passing second.  Eventually, 
she felt her legs begin to tire, so she closed the 
door behind her as she carried Tracy over to the 
couch.  She sat down and let Tracy lay on top of her, 
their lips now breaking as she tried to suck the 
breath out of each other.

Tracy finally pulled away, leaned back on her 
haunches, sucked in a deep breath, and then pulled 
open Miss K's suit jacket.  She pulled the jacket off 
of Miss K's arms, letting her fingers linger on Miss 
K's strong arms, then unclasped Miss K's bra.  She 
hefted the huge breasts in her hands, then squeezed 
them some, letting her thumbs play with the nipples.  
As she was doing this, she looked up into Miss K's 
face and smiled, receiving a smile in return.  She 
slipped the straps of her dress off of her shoulders, 
revealing her good-sized breasts, then held them up in 
her hands, rubbing them in the process.  After letting 
them drop, she bent down to kiss Miss K again, 
swirling their tongues together as they pressed their 
bodies together, Miss K's arms around her back.  She 
felt her pussy juice and throb with the anticipation 
that Miss K was going to be inside of her soon, right 
where she needed her.  Finally, she slid her hands in 
between their bodies and pushed away from her friend.  
Then, she reached down, pulled up Miss K's skirt, and 
then pulled Miss K's semi-hard dick out into her 
grasp.

"Please, let me put this inside me," Tracy said as she 
stroked the swelling member in her hands.  "I want us 
to be together."

"Oh God yeah," Miss K said, almost in tears from the 
desire.  "Please, do it."

Tracy concentrated her strokes right around the tip, 
feeling Miss K's swollen dick flex in her hands.  She 
then lifted herself up and lined the tip up with her 
pussy.  Once she left herself drop, both Tracy and 
Miss K moaned, glad that they were joining together 
and delirious with joy.  When Miss K felt Tracy's wet 
nether lips kiss the base of the dick, she fell back 
and screamed in pleasure, almost shivering from the 
thought of them being together.  She wrapped one arm 
around Tracy's butt, another around her back and 
started to rock her hips into Tracy's, Tracy's own 
body keeping pace.  She then reached up for yet 
another deep kiss, enjoying Tracy's taste and smell as 
their lips hugged each other.

Miss K rocked her hips into Tracy's body, squeezing 
her soft butt, grateful that she had such a beautiful 
girl in her arms.  She pushed Tracy up on her knees 
and grabbed her breasts as they rolled their hips 
together, rolling her hard nipples through her 
fingers.  "God damn, she's beautiful," she thought to 
herself as she raised up and sucked on a nipple.  "How 
the hell does a computer geek from Brooklyn get this 
to give a fuck about me?"

As she slid her mouth up Tracy's body to suck on the 
nape of her neck, her hips got more insistent, feeling 
the sensation from her crotch through her body.  She 
felt her senses melt into Tracy's body, feeling Tracy 
melt back into her as they kissed and made love.  
Slowly, she felt herself feel more and more ecstatic 
as the couple wrapped their arms around each other and 
became one.  Their hips began to move faster and 
faster as the heat and sensations began to shoot out 
from every pore, moaning their joy into each other's 
mouth as they cruised each other in the darkness.  
Miss K felt Tracy's body suddenly shudder, then 
explode in her arms, her sugar walls trying to pull 
her deeper inside her as she came.  Miss K then let go 
as much as she could, feeling her soul get pulled out 
from her dick as she felt herself release inside 
Tracy, barely feeling the juices running down the 
sides of her cock.  She kept going and going, wanting 
to give her all to Tracy as much as she could, not 
wanting to cheap her one bit as she poured out her 
soul.

Slowly, she came to, with Tracy slumped down on top of 
her nuzzling at her neck.  Suddenly, a wave of 
thoughts hit Miss K like a ton of bricks.  "You're in 
a beautiful hotel room in Vegas with a beautiful girl 
and a beautiful body with all the money in the world.  
I'm a fraud."

"Honeywegottatalk."

"What, K?  Everything OK?" Tracy said, planting a kiss 
on Miss K's neck before sitting up, the two still 
joined together.

"Please, I gotta talk.  Just hear me out."

"OK.  I'll listen, honey," Tracy said as she sat up on 
her knees, smiling down on Miss K and pulling a loose 
hair away from her friend's face.

"You know, coming up, I was always a geek.  So what 
that the shit eventually made me a millionaire 
hundreds of times over.  This geek shit didn't get me 
none.  And I always had a knack for trying to pick up 
the finest women too, with the good hair and curvy 
bodies and the big tits.  Damn, they were so fine…and 
pretty too.  They always punked me out and shit, and 
man did they trick me out, doing all kind of stuff, 
playing pranks, cheating on me, the whole nine yards.  
It kept going and going and going.  Shit, even in 
college, they kept teasing with their wiles and I 
fucking hated it.  I hated it.  I hated how those 
fucking bitches controlled me.  All this fucking 
science and math and computer shit?  It's worthless.  
The billion-dollar company I helped build with fucking 
technology is worthless.  Why?  Because like Bell Biv 
Devoe said in my high school days, never trust a big 
butt and a smile.  The power in society is always 
social.  The right girl with the right curves can get 
anything ever built.  It's fucked up, but as long as 
society fears what they don't understand, hate what 
they can't conquer, the theory of man is going to be 
about who can control what.

"And you know what?  That power is sexual.  All the 
fucking logic in the world disappears the second the 
blood flow increased in the crotch and the breath 
quickens.  I started reading these stories on the net 
when I got rich.  I didn't have shit to do.  Anyway, I 
started reading these stories where the guys were 
turned into chicks, and the power of being that sexy 
was such a fucking turn on, knowing you had become the 
object of desire, especially to the chick who 
transformed you.  But I thought they didn't go far 
enough.  They were always forced to give it up and 
become some fucking boy toy to some closet case guy 
looking for dick in an environmentally friendly 
package.  Fucking bullshit.

"Shit, I know I'm rambling, so lemme get to the point.  
I made myself what I am to get that power, the lust.  
I wanted women to look at me in pure envy with my 
clothes on, and with lust with my clothes off.  Heck, 
I love it when they want me and my sexy ass even with 
my clothes on.  I want them to need me, to lust for 
me, to fucking soak their panties, to drive them out 
of their minds and out of control on the site of me 
the same way they did to me over the years.  I want 
them so desperate for me that they give up everything 
and scratch that itch between their legs that never 
gets relieved, have them passed out in an lust-induced 
coma all because of me.  I want to be that lust object 
because it makes me a fucking goddess that everyone 
wants to worship.  You like that?  You like being my 
subject?"

"Wow, K.  I never knew it was that deep with you," 
Tracy said, shocked at what Miss K said.  "I didn't 
know that you had it so rough."

"Yeah.  All this money doesn't buy me a new pass.  
Money can't buy me happiness," Miss K said with a sob 
in her voice.  "Shit, I need to get me some happiness, 
give someone something to offer besides cash,  That's 
the other reason I got this body.  After all, what can 
an ordinary geek like me have to offer besides cash.  
Knicks season tickets  Perl scripts?  No.  I had to 
give them someone as beautiful as they are…and I think 
you fucked that up."

"Don't worry.  You're a nice guy, K.  You got plenty 
to offend," Tracy said, lightly stroking Miss K's hair 
while squeezing her still-embedded dick with her 
pussy.

"Guy?  What do you mean?" Miss K said as a tear 
dripped down her cheek.

"Look, I'm gonna be real.  At first, I thought you 
were just some weird rich guy who was my ticket out of 
town.  I wanted to see the world, you know, and that 
big dick was just a plus.  I was just hoping to make 
it west and go Hollywood, and all that.  Then I saw 
something.  I saw the nice guy with the girl's body 
wasn't just using me.  You were trying to make sure I 
was alright, make sure I was happy, feeding me, taking 
care of me.  So of course, I had to help you out.  
Plus, all the time we talked on the road showed you to 
be a nice guy.  Shit, if you were just using me for a 
nut, like you kept claiming, you would have done much 
worst by me.  You're a nice guy, K.  I care about 
you."

"But you called me a…"

"Relax.  You look like a beautiful woman.  Don't get 
me wrong.  All the money you spent was worth it, and 
I'd kill to be that tall and curvy.  But let's face 
it.  Underneath all of that, you're a guy, a very nice 
one, but a guy.  Clothes don't make the man a girl, 
and neither does the body.  It's in all how you act, 
who you are.  And you're the nicest guy I've ever met, 
fuck the money."

Tracy then bent down, held Miss K's head and kissed 
her tenderly, just letting her tongue poke into Miss 
K's mouth for just a second.  "Now come with me," 
Tracy said as she sat up and began to extract Miss K's 
semi-hard dick from her coochie.  "God DAMN, you a big 
man!," she grunted as she struggled to pull off from 
the dick.  Finally, she got off of Miss K's dick and 
plopped down wetly on Miss K's thigh, their juices 
oozing out of Tracy.  "I wanna look at the bright 
lights of Vegas.  Come on!  It'll be fun," she said as 
she walked to the balcony.

"Alright, I'm coming," Miss K said, struggling to get 
decent while Tracy pulled the straps of her dress back 
onto her shoulders, then stepped out to the balcony.  
After throwing on her suit jacket braless and tucking 
herself back into her thong, she walked out in a haze 
of E and sex to meet Tracy.  When she got to the 
balcony, she saw Tracy's dress sparkle like a diamond 
in the outdoor light, while the Strip glowed in the 
hazy midnight blue sky.  Miss K wrapped her arm around 
Tracy's back and enjoyed the view, as well as Tracy's 
arm around her waist.

Slowly, as Miss K watched the lights, she felt Tracy's 
soft body heat on her body, enjoying the feminine 
flesh on her.  She furtively slid her hand down 
Tracy's dress and under the hem, desperate to show her 
appreciation through her fingers.  She slid her 
fingers through those soft folds, tickling them 
softly, desperate to show how much she cared for 
Tracy.

"K…stop that, please," Tracy hazily said.  "It's OK.  
You don't have to."

"I just wanna make you so happy," Miss K said as she 
dropped down to her knees and lifted up Tracy's dress, 
probing at her pussy and gently rubbing her clit.

"No, you don't…" Tracy said before looking over her 
shoulder at her friend, seeing the desperation and 
pleading and caring in her eyes.  "What am I 
thinking?" Tracy thought to herself.  "Someone wants 
to make me happy unconditionally, and I'm turning it 
down?"

"Go ahead, K," she said.  "Just be gentle."

"I promise."

With that, Miss K tenderly kissed Tracy's lotus 
flower, tending to her cunny with her lips.  She moved 
her lips  to every single crevice she could snake out 
her tongue, planting a kiss everywhere she went.  When 
she felt Tracy's juices begin to flow, she began to 
suck up the juices from her soft lips, trying to 
follow the moving target on her lips as Tracy began to 
move her hips.  She kept trying to drink her juices, 
loving how tangy and sweet and sticky she was, 
realizing how sweet a girl she really was.  She 
tentatively snaked out her tongue, trying to get more 
of her essence from the inside as she tried to suck 
the taste out of the outside.  More and more, she 
tried to get more and more of Tracy on her tongue, 
sliding her tongue around to get every drop that she 
could find.  Desperate to get more and more of her, 
she sucked hard on Tracy's labia, her hands holding on 
strongly to Tracy's hips to stabilize her.  She sucked 
wildly on Tracy's lips, working her tongue along the 
insides to replace the very essence she was sucking 
out, trying to show her adoration to Tracy's center.  
As she kept up her desperate search, she felt Tracy 
stiffen up in her hands and flood her mouth with 
juices, her sugar walls pulling on her tongue as she 
kept trying to lap up her juices.  She felt great 
sucking up her juices, feeling her nipples get hard 
and her thong get tight as she kept lapping up her 
juices.  Miss K felt Tracy reach back and run her 
hands through her hair, then grab it as she pulled her 
head way from her pussy.

"That's enough K," Tracy said as Miss K got to her 
feet.  "Nice as that felt, I'm a little sensitive down 
there now."

"I'm sorry," Miss K said as she wrapped her arms 
around Tracy and held her tight.  After holding her 
tight and looking off into the distance, Tracy's soft 
ass pressing perfectly into her crotch, she bent down 
and started nibbling on the nape of Tracy's neck, 
feeling her dick slowly unfurl and threaten to pop out 
of her panties.  

"This is so perfect," Miss K said as she kept looking 
into the distance.  "I'm living the life of a person 
of leisure in the penthouse, the product of all this 
work…and mow I have someone to share it with."

"Aww, thanks K," Tracy said as she leaned back and 
kissed Miss K on the cheek.  "That's sweet."

"I want us to be joined again, but I don't think I 
could fit back there without, you know, hurting you 
Trace, and I don't wanna do that," Miss K said as she 
squeezed Tracy tighter with her long arms.

"Don't worry.  There has to be something we can use as 
lube around here.  That would feel better, K."

"OK," Miss K said as she reluctantly let go of Tracy.  
"I'll be right back."  Then, she suddenly remembered a 
side effect of the E she was taking.  "Oh, by the way, 
you want some water?"

"You're right about that K!  I forgot that we're 
rolling.  Get me a glass of water while you're back 
there."

"OK."

Finally managing to tear her attention away from Tracy 
for a moment, she went to look for something she could 
use for lube first.  She turned out the bathroom 
light, then searched the bathroom for something that 
could be suitably used, then almost knocked over a 
small bottle of shampoo.  After opening it and taking 
a small sample of it in her hands, she smiled and 
stuffed it in her suit jacket pocket.  She then walked 
over to the minibar in the living room, opened the 
fridge and pulled out a couple of bottles of water 
than were already there.  Opening one for herself, she 
drank the water as quickly as she could, swallowing it 
all in 3 gulps.  After placing both the spent and full 
water bottle on the table, she opened the remaining 
bottle, then pulled the shampoo out of her suit jacket 
pocket.  She dropped a large blob of shampoo in the 
palm on her hand, she reached under her skirt to pull 
out her hard cock.  She coated the chocolate shaft 
with the shampoo, making sure to put a little extra on 
the tip, then picked up the shampoo to put on a little 
bit on her fingertips.  Picking up the full bottle of 
water, she kicked off her heels and quietly walked to 
the balcony, where Tracy was still staring at the 
lights, fascinated by the flash.  She padded up to 
Tracy and reached around her with one hand to give her 
the water while the other hand slid underneath the 
skirt to lube her asshole.

"Here's the water you asked for," Miss K said as Tracy 
gasped, shocked at the two fingers pressing at her 
package.

"Thank you," Tracy said in shock, not prepared for the 
tip that gently pressed on her ass and barely wedged 
itself inside.

Miss K took Tracy's free hand, held it tight, then 
whispered in her ear, "just hold tight.  I'll be 
gentle.  I promise."

Tracy then held on tight to her friend's hand, sipping 
on the water bottle in her other hand while Miss K 
slowly eased in one inch into her ass, making her gasp 
and choke a bit on her water.  After she got her 
composure back, she felt Miss K wrap an arm around her 
waist as she breathed in her ear and gently eased inch 
after inch inside of her, slowly filling her.  Seconds 
drifted into minutes as she nursed her bottle of water 
empty and longed to feel Miss K's balls flush with her 
pussy, feeling her friend deep inside her.  When she 
felt Miss K slide herself all the way inside of her, 
she gasped in pleasure, squeezing Miss K's hand hard 
and her water bottle so tight it crumpled.  She looked 
over her shoulder, smiled and purred, "That feels so 
good."

Miss K let go of Tracy's hand and slid it under her 
skirt to massage Tracy's clit, holding her dick still 
as she nibbled on Tracy's ear.  Vaguely hearing the 
plastic bottle drop to the floor, she pulled Tracy's 
head around to kiss her firmly, holding onto one of 
her breasts with her forearm.  Breaking off the kiss, 
she slowly pumped an inch or two out of Tracy's butt 
to keep herself hard while she caressed her pussy with 
one hand and her breasts with the other.

"Am I making you good right now?" Miss K said as she 
pulled Tracy's clit with her fingers and rolled it 
between them.

"Yeah," Tracy replied, her breathing becoming more 
ragged.

"Do you need me right now?"

"Yeah…I feel so good in your strong arms, you filling 
me up…thank you."

"You're so welcome," Miss K said as she kissed Tracy 
on the cheek, her hand cupping Tracy's juicy pussy.

She placed one of Tracy's hands behind her neck, then 
started slowly sliding her dick in and out of Tracy's 
ass, teasing her clit with her fingers.  She 
frequently stopped and started in her pumps, trying to 
get Tracy desperate to push her dick up her ass as 
deeply as she could.  Little by little, it appeared to 
work, as Tracy began to use her butt muscles to pull 
on the gently thrusting shaft, slowly it down as it 
pulled out.  Miss K's hands continued to pet Tracy's 
wet kitty, soaking themselves in the wetness that 
dripped out of Tracy.  Miss K then lifted her hand up 
to taste Tracy's juices, then offered her hand to 
Tracy.

"Wanna taste how sweet and delicious you are?"

"With pleasure," Tracy gasped as she took one finger 
in her mouth and sucked it like a dick, making Miss 
K's member pulse inside of her.  She felt Miss K's 
cock get harder and veinier inside of her as she 
sucked on each finger, then felt her friend's whole 
body shake as she snaked her tongue over Miss K's palm 
to get the last of the fluids.  

"Mmm…I am delicious, though not as thick and creamy as 
you," Tracy said as she kissed Miss K's hand.  "Too 
bad I can't taste you when you shoot back there."

"Maybe if I fuck you hard enough and cum hard enough, 
you can taste me in your mouth," Miss K purred.  
"Would you like to feel that?"

Miss K got a response as she felt Tracy shudder as the 
thought, gasp and soak her hand, letting herself go 
into a mini-orgasm as the thought of tasting her.  
Tracy then bent over the railing of the balcony, 
holding onto it with her hands while she pushed her 
ass onto her friend's dick.  "Do it, K!  Fuck me hard 
and cum as hard as you can…please?"

Tracy felt Miss K's strong hands grab her shoulders, 
then trail their way down the sides of her body, past 
her breasts and right into that pillowy soft ass.  She 
felt her cheeks being squeezed and separated as Miss K 
reared back and thrust into her. She hummed and purred 
as she felt Miss K's dick seemingly push into her 
throat, her hard nipples rubbing on the inside of her 
dress.  She heard the steady tap on her ass as the 
huge member moved inside of her, Miss K's balls 
maddening slapping on her pussy just enough to tease.  
She felt the throbbing heat deep in her pussy and her 
belly as Miss K's tip hit spot she had never realized 
it touched before, feeling completely connected to 
Miss K's pipe.  She clamped her asshole down on it, 
hoping to use it to milking her friend's huge cock of 
its stored cum.  

When she felt Miss K press her hips flush with her ass 
and swirl around her insides with her hard dick, Tracy 
clamped down even harder with her rectal muscles, 
trying to twist the skin right off of Miss K's dick.  
She felt the shaft expand inside of her, the tip feels 
bigger and softer than before, making her anticipate 
Miss K's cum.  The first shot of cum inside of her 
felt like it hit the back of her stomach, making her 
eyes jump open in surprise, then felt the rest of the 
load shoot out right by her kidneys, feeling some of 
it ooze down the sides of her rectum.  She felt the 
warm fluid inside of her slosh around inside, she felt 
go glad to finally feel a part of Miss K left inside 
of her forever that her pussy began to moisten even 
more, the sensitive flesh almost driving her to cum 
simply from the breeze.  A few flicks of her clit from 
Miss K's teasing sent her over the edge again, making 
her bit her lips and tighten her legs as her hips 
bucked up and down, riding the wave and the last few 
drops of cum from Miss K's dick.

"Mmm," Tracy purred as she came down from her cum.  
"It feels so good to have your dick inside of me."

Miss K gently eased herself out of Tracy's ass, then 
tapped her dick on her ass before bending down and 
giving Tracy a bear hug from behind.  "Thank you so 
much," she said before giving Tracy a kiss on the 
cheek.  Suddenly, Miss K darted away, plopping down on 
the couch in a huff.

"What's wrong, K? Tracy said, running off after her.

"You didn't touch my tits or check out my ass.  You 
must think I'm girl enough for you, Trace?"

"Yes I do."

"No you don't," Miss K said in an annoyed tone.  
"Prove it."

Tracy tugged on Miss K's arms to open them, then 
opened up her suit jacket to bare her breasts.  As 
Tracy bent down to nurse on a nipple, Miss K wrapped 
her fingers out Tracy's springy blonde curls, cooing 
in pleasure as she felt Tracy trace out her areolas 
with her tongue.  When Miss K pulled Tracy over to the 
other breast, Tracy began to nurse on it too, slowly 
sucking and lapping at Miss K's hard nipple.  Tracy's 
free hand was attached to the other breast, squeezing 
it as she let the hard nipple trace out a pattern on 
her palm from her ministrations.  She laid back and 
enjoyed the sensation of having her breast milked by 
Tracy's mouth, wishing they were filled with something 
other than silicone so she could flood her mouth with 
sweet milk.  She moaned as she felt Tracy bat around 
one nipple with her tongue, then the other, tickling 
her areolas with the spit that flicked off.  She lift 
up her hips when Tracy tries to slide her hands under 
them, letting her lift up her skirt and play with the 
cheeks of her ass, massaging them in her hands.

"Honey, I'm getting you a call girl," Miss K blurted 
out.

"Why, hon?" Tracy said as she rubbed Miss K's breasts.  
"Still think you're not enough woman for me?  Well, I 
think so," Tracy continued, flicking Miss K's nipples 
with her thumb.  Then, she reached down between Miss 
K's legs and grabbed her semi-hard dick, and said, " 
as well as more than enough man for me.  Relax!"

"But I don't have a pussy for you."

"I could eat your ass."

"Hmmm…I dunno," Miss K said as she sat there thinking 
to herself.  Then she got up on her knees on the couch 
and spread her legs a bit, allowing her asshole to 
peek out.  "Do it then.  Eat my ass like you would eat 
my pussy."

 Miss K raised up a bit to see Tracy kneel behind her 
bottom, then felt her caress her balls.  She then felt 
Tracy's tongue lick the inside of her ass cheeks, 
letting the drying moisture each her nerves.  As she 
was doing this, she had her fingers flick and pinch at 
the tip of her dangling dick, treating the ridge on 
the top of her cock like a clit.  Tracy began to lick 
around her asshole, taking care to avoid it, while she 
pinched off the ridge on the tip and rubbed it between 
her fingers.  She then felt Tracy grab her butt, 
spread it and rim her asshole itself, making her dick 
twist as she felt the spit cooling right on her ass.  
Little by little, she felt Tracy's tongue concentrate 
on her ass, punctuated by a hard smack on her ass that 
make her flesh juggle.  As Tracy continued her 
ministrations in her ass, she felt the tip of her 
friend's tongue just slip into her ass, eliciting a 
gasp from her.  While she felt Tracy twist and pull 
her tip with her fingers, she felt Tracy's tongue slip 
into her ass deeper and more often.  

Soon, she felt her ass get tongue fucked, tickling her 
prostate as her tip was being teased by Tracy's 
educated fingers.  Some more fingers replaced the 
tongue on her ass, stimulating her prostate more as 
she felt her tongue lick up and down the crack of her 
ass, then back around her asshole.  She felt a cum 
coming on, and she grabbed onto the couch, holding on 
her stability.  When Tracy felt Miss K's tip swell in 
her fingers, she got down under her and sucked on the 
tip, jerking her dick in her hand until she felt her 
friend's body stiffen up.  Miss K then let the cum 
ooze out of her, the watery spend collecting in 
Tracy's mouth, much to her delight.  She felt Tracy 
rub the rest of her cum onto her lips, then felt her 
climb up on the couch next to her.

"Hey!  I thought I should get all of you, so I thought 
I should share," Tracy said with a smile, Miss K's cum 
still on her tongue and in her cheeks.

"Sure," Miss K said before pulling Tracy into a deep 
tongue kiss, swapping spit and cum as both of them 
held onto each other's heads.  As the two separated, 
they both swallowed the cum in their mouths and smiled 
at each other.

"That was different," Miss K said to herself.  "I've 
tasted my own cum before, but not swallowed."

"Don't sweat it.  It was just a spur of the moment 
thing," Tracy said right before putting a kiss on Miss 
K's cheek.

"Hey, it did come from me, right?" Miss K said with a 
giggle.  She then got off of her knees and sat down on 
the couch, pulling Tracy next to her with a hug.  
"Anyway, that's enough.  Let's just sit here and 
cuddle.  Besides, you're so soft…"

"…And you're so strong, even for someone with hips and 
tits" Tracy said with a kiss on the cheek.  "But let's 
just sit here.  I just wanna hold you."

"You too."

Silence descended on the hotel room, the lights of 
Vegas flickering through the windows off in the 
distance as the two ladies held each other, content 
for the rest of the night with body heat and their own 
thoughts.

***

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