The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K Ch. 8
Keywords: Wonderful, Adventures, 8, of, K, The, Ch., Miss,
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"Hello, fair fans, and welcome to another one of my literary orgies of wild, unbridled sex. I reserve all commercial and all non-electronic rights to this work. If you are not permitted to read this work in your legal jurisdiction, please don't read it. So, without further ado, let's get on with the show. "
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Miss K drove down I-55 with Tracy, the wind whipping through her bleached-blonde locks as she sped down the highway. The clothing she wore left little to the imagination, with a white baby tee cut to stop right at the bottom of her breasts, her nipples popping up the shirt in response to the breeze, and a pair of daisy dukes that rode low on her hips, leaving her thong showing and stopping just short of revealing her big secret. Tracy wasn't dressed in much more, wearing a tiny white bikini top that succeeded only in covering her nipples and a wrap-around skirt just long enough to keep her pussy from showing when she was standing up. They were driving through the countryside, waiting for their next adventure when they both heard Miss K's cell phone ring.
Scrambling to pick up the phone, Miss K answered the phone, then said "who is it?"
"Well, who IS that calling your phone, Miss K?" Tracy asked out of curiosity. "I thought no one ever called that thing."
"It's Kayla, from PA," Miss K said, putting her friend on hold. "So how are you doing, Kayla? Cool. So what's up? Oh, really? Good for you! Is the lucky boy as hung as you? Well, you want, I could make a return trip," she continued, punctuating with a laugh. "But that's nice. I hope you're feeling better about yourself babe. Talk to you soon. Bye!"
"What was that about?" Tracy said, looking a bit annoyed at the phone conversation.
"Well, that girl Kayla we met in Pennsylvania told me that she finally got herself a boyfriend. That's really nice, you know?"
"I met about the return trip you little slut," Tracy said with a playful slap at Miss K's breasts. "You just gotta fuck everything that moves, huh?" she continued before reaching under her shirt and giving her hard nipple a tug.
"Look who's talking here!" Miss K said as she slapped Tracy's pussy, then tugged on her clit and rubbed it between her fingers. "There's more thread in dental floss than in your clothing today."
"True," Tracy said as she pulled aside her bikini top, then lifted up her tits and licking each of her nipples. "I just felt like being open today, you know?"
Tapping her fingers on the door, Miss K said, "shit, I oughta let you finger fuck me more often if that's what you're gonna do the day after."
After sitting there silently as Miss K tapped her fingers on the door, Tracy said, "Could you stop that?"
"What? Just tapping my fingers. No biggie."
Miss K and Tracy kept driving down the interstate, with Miss K still tapping her fingers as they passed through the Missouri countryside. "Could you fucking stop that shit!" Tracy screamed at the top of her lungs. "That shit's annoying."
"Sorry, Trace. I'm just a bit restless, you know?"
Tracy bent over Miss K's lap, letting her hair brush across her friend's legs before giving Miss K's denim- covered crotch a lick. "You know, I'll even give you a blowjob if it will calm you down," she said with a lick.
"Nah. Been there, done that with the whole driving- blowjob thing. Plus, I don't like sex out of obligation. I want you to be into it you know. Makes it more fun for both of us," Miss K said, giving Tracy an appreciative stroke of her hair. "Tell ya what. Take my cell phone, pay attention to the road signs and see if you can find a toy store."
Picking up Miss K's phone from between the seat, Tracy said, "are you for real?"
"Yes!" Miss K said. "I had this habit of carrying around a slinky or yo-yo or some other toy from college. In fact, that's what I used to do back home in NYC before I decided to make this trip. Too bad I forgot them at home."
"OK," Tracy said as she opened up the cell phone and dialed directory assistance. "If only to get some peace and quiet."
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Miss K and Tracy quickly found a mall with a toy store not far from the interstate. After walking through the mall to find the place, with more then a few stares at their barely covered bodies, they managed to get into the toy store without too much of a commotion. They walked to the back, where Miss K found an array of cheap toys from yo-yos to slinkys and click-clacks.
"Hmm, which should I get Trace? The slinky or this click-clack thing," Miss K asked, swinging the latter toy back and forth to click it.
"Tell ya what, my fair friend. Buy that, and I'll attach razors to it and remove the manhood you got left. Kapesh?" Tracy said half-jokingly.
"OK, Miss Gotti You've made me an offer I can't refuse. Slinky it is then," Miss K giggled as she let the toy slide back and forth between her fingers. "Look at the cool colors."
"Happy with your toy?" Tracy said with a smile. "Are you sure that you're actually older than me?"
"Yeah, I'm happy," Miss K said before bending over and whispering in Tracy's ear, "almost as happy as I am when I fuck your brains out." She gave Tracy a lick in her ear, then perked up her ears. "I see someone's unhappy down the aisle there."
Miss K turned down the aisle to see what the commotion was all about. In front of the Star Wars toy display, a young White kid was pestering his mother for some expensive toy, with his mother saying, "you know we can't afford it. Maybe next time, dear." As she kept dealing with her child's begging, Miss K noticed that the woman was a bit of a looker, despite the conservative, slight ruffled business suit. She noticed the woman's round ass sticking out when she bent down to tell her son to calm down, thinking about what her big dick could do to her. Then, when the woman stood back up, she noticed the smooth, gentle swell in her jacket, how curvy she was and, most important to her, how tall and thickly stacked she was. She felt her tip creep up her thong perilously close to her waistband thinking about how she wanted to fuck the soccer mom in front of her when she beckoned Tracy over.
"What do you want?" Tracy asked.
"I'm going to get that boy the toy he wants, then get his mother drunk and fuck her silly while you watch her kids."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well, she's tall and has a nice ass. I think she's definitely a nice addition to the adventure list."
"I meant the part about watching her bad ass kid, but you think some Middle American mom is going to willingly have sex with a shemale? I think those silicone implants are leaking and causing you brain damage."
"Just rock with me, Trace. I'll definitely make it worth your while."
Tracy tugged down on Miss K's arm, then stood up on her toes to whisper, "How?"
"Remember what we did the first night we met?"
"Yeah," Tracy whispered back, shuddering at the memory.
"I think I can do you one better in some motel. Wanna give it a shot?"
"OK," Tracy said as she got back down on her feet, smiling as she thought of what could happen. "I'm down."
Miss K straightened herself out a bit, making a futile effort to cover up more of her clothes before she walked over to the mother and her young son, ready to make her move.
"How do you do, ma'am? I see your kid is acting a bit rambunctious," Miss K said to the woman.
"See what you did, boy? Now you have everyone in the store looking at us!" the mother said in an exasperated tone. "This kid can't seem to say no to all those Star Wars toys. I mean, I keep getting him little things, but it never seems enough. Now he wants these big action figures, but he can't seem to say no. I don't know how to deal with this boy. He seems to think I'm made of money."
"Tell ya what," Miss K said as she kneeled, then rooted through her purse for some money. "Here's $500. Get the kid whatever he wants," she said as she held out the money.
"OK," the woman said as she nervously took the money. "Why are you giving me this money?"
"Because I remember how much I liked Star Wars as a kid, plus I have been blessed with a lot of money," Miss K said.
"OK," the woman said, looking a bit funny at Miss K. "Thanks to this nice woman here, you can pick out whatever you want. Say thank you to Miss…"
"Stanford," Miss K chimed in. "It's Miss Stanford."
"Thank you Miss Stanford!" muttered the boy as he went crazy looking for toys.
The woman's mother looked at Miss K again, trying to see what a woman dressed like her was doing buying a boy some toys. "You aren't trying to…"
"Hell no!" Miss K said emphatically. "I just remember growing up and playing with those toys. Heck, I still have the Darth Vader action figure carrying case back home. I understand your concern, but relax, um…"
"Becky," the woman said as she extended her hand. "And your name is?"
"Kayla," Miss K said as she shook Becky's hand. "You look like you need to relax. Wanna have some champagne and stop being a mother for a bit?"
"Tempting as it sounds to rejoin humanity, who's gonna watch him?" she said, gesturing to his son. "My husband is out of town on business, and I can't have him running around."
"I'll help," Tracy said as she walked into the conversation. "Besides, looking from here, you do need a break."
"Thanks," Becky said as she looked at Tracy, then over at Miss K. "Are you two twins?"
"Nah, just good friends. So what do you say about the champagne?"
"Well, considering that you just threw away $500 on some toys, I bet it would be worth my while," Becky said as she ran her hand over her pulled-back dirty blonde hair. "I'll do it. Now let's ring this stuff up."
The three women and the little boy went up to the register and rang up all the toys. After all those bags were handed over to Becky, Miss K went up to the register and paid for her slinky.
"What the deal with that Slinky?" Becky asked. "I thought you were older than that."
"Long story, Becky. Basically, it's something to worry my hands," Miss K said with a smile. "Now let's get over to your house, if only to get all those bags put away!" she continued as she took a couple bags from Becky's hands.
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Keywords: Wonderful, Adventures, 8, of, K, The, Ch., Miss,