THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: STARTING UP
By Brett Lynn
Miss K sat near her bedroom window in her pink silk
robe, staring off into the late morning skyline in the
distance while she held a cup of hot chocolate in one
hand and ran the other through her waist length
bleached blonde permed hair. The indirect sunlight
lent the dark chocolate skin on her silicon enhanced
cleavage a glow, and the long shaft of her surgically
enhanced reminder of her birth sex laid lazily across
her crossed thighs, barely obscured by the length of
the robe. Looking downtown from the perch of her
Manhattan penthouse apartment, she tried to block out
the absence of what she saw and enjoyed the greatest
gift she ever gave to herself: her body. It cost a
lot of money, and a good deal of pain at first, but in
the long run, making her body into a caricature of a
shemale porn goddess seemed to be worth all the fun.
Between all the curious and lusting women looking at
what she endowed herself with and all those sexual
frustrated men looking at her body and lusting for
what they couldn't have, it gave her an unmatched
rush. As she shifted in her chair and felt her
nipples rub against the silk, Miss K couldn't help but
shiver, remembering the way her body feels against
another warm, curvy, soft woman.
"Miss K?"
"Yeah."
"Do you need to be serviced?"
Never turning from the window, Miss K replied to her
maid, "Sure. Come here. And kneel facing the window.
I want to play with your ass a bit."
While Miss K finished up her cup of hot chocolate and
placed it at one side of her chair, her maid Deb
kneeled down at the other side of her chair, pulling
open her boss' robe open and caressing her thighs with
her long flaming red hair as Miss K uncrossed and
slightly spread her thighs. Deb then took Miss K's
shaft in her porcelain white hand and slipped the huge
mushroom head between her red lips, sticking her ass
up in the air in the process. Miss K cooed softly at
the familiar feel of her maid's lips while she reached
under her robe to cup one of her huge mammaries, her
thumb toying with the nipple.
As her thick shaft began to get hard, and those red
lips squeezed harder around her cock, making Miss K
shake and scream with lust. Miss K idly reached down
to her maid's ass and lifted up her skirt, happy that
she didn't bother to put on any panties. With the
throbbing head of her cock being toyed with by Deb's
tongue and making her squirm, she decided to repay the
favor and play with her maid, teasing her asshole with
her fingernails and making her squirm. Concentrating
her gaze at the color contrast between her dark cock
and the almost pure white of her maid's skin, Miss K
pulled aside her robe to reveal one of her DDD cup
breasts and hefted it up to her lips with her free
hand, snaking her tongue around her areola and bucking
her hips in pleasure. Her other hand slipped down
between her maid's labia, lightly scratching the
insides of them with one of her nails and making Deb
moan around the hard cock in her mouth.
Gazing down in her maid's crystal blue eyes, Miss K
gripped her hair, pulled her head a bit sideways and
pushed her hips up into her mouth, sliding some of
that thick, smooth shaft into her throat. She played
her nails on the outer lips, making her maid moan
louder around her and putting a nice vibration on her
tip. She started pumping more and more of her thick,
hard dick into Deb's throat with each stroke, letting
those soft lips pull the cum out of her, matching the
timing of her thrusts with the caressing of her
fingers on Deb's pussy. When she felt her maid's soft
lips pressed to her smooth skin at the base of her
dick, she let go of her maid's hair, letting her
expert mouth and throat milk her cock slowly and that
long tongue caress her cock. Miss K licked her lips,
purring in lust while she let one hand roam her
smooth, curvy, firm body, playing all over her soft
skin. Meanwhile, she rubbed her thumb against her
maid's asshole, rubbing it in slow circle while her
fingers kept stroking her vulva, moving tantalizingly
close to her clit.
Miss K slid her ass forward a bit in her chair, then
pulled her robe open and off her shoulders, exposing
her naked body to her maid's gaze. While her maid
carefully did her best to throat her cock, and the
gloss of Deb's spit made her cock look white with the
reflected light, Miss K bit her lip, quieting her
moans. Purring as she idly tweaked one of her
nipples, she ran her fingernails up and down her
maid's uniform, making her squirm and moan loudly.
"Yeah?do more of that for me," Miss K said, humping
her cock up into Deb's moan in response to the
moaning. "Do that while you suck on my cock harder."
As she squeezed one of her breasts between her
fingers, she turned her free hand sideways and stuck
her middle and ring fingers into her maid's pussy,
jumping at the harder suck she just felt. While she
slid her fingers against each other inside her maid,
she let the nail of her pinky tickle her maid's clit,
making her moan loudly and flushing her skin. Miss K
felt her maid pull her tip into her mouth, then suck
on it hard while she flicked her tongue against the
ridge in her head. Miss K twitched her fingers faster
on her maid's pussy, shaking with the beginnings of an
orgasm. She blew on her nipple, loving the way her
breath played on the nerves, and tried not to cum
before she finished off her maid. She pulled her hand
away from Deb's pussy, then licked her thumb, making
it dripping with saliva, then placed in on her clit
rubbing it hard.
Within seconds, Deb's eyes got big, making her open
her mouth to scream in orgasm. As she came, her legs
buckled, making her drop and slip her boss' did out of
her mouth. Mercifully, Miss K took her hand away from
her maid while she stroked her spit slick cock with
her other hand. She pulled her maid's head, forcing
her mouth to take the member back in her mouth, and
Deb got the message, sucking strongly again as she
finished out her cum. Feeling her rough tongue and
that sucking on her cock proved too much for Miss K,
as she felt herself begin to cum. While her maid
swallowed her shaft as her load squirted into her
stomach, her nails pinched at her nipples, making her
shoot a bit harder. Then, Miss K gently milked her
breasts with her hands as she finished her orgasm,
enjoying the feeling of release as the endorphins
flooded her brain as usual. When she finished, she
looked down and saw her maid slowly ease her mouth off
her dick, getting turned on by the way their skin
color contrasted and giving one last shot of cum for
her maid's mouth.
Once her mouth was off of her boss' dick, Deb looked
up into Miss K's eyes and smiled.
"That was nice Miss K."
"Thanks. I needed that release."
"Do you need me for anything else, ma'am."
"No that's it. I think I'm good. No wait. Bringing
the newspaper, please? And get me some OJ and a bowl
of cereal."
"Sure thing, ma'am," Deb replied as she got on her
feet and turned to leave the room, picking up Miss K's
mug on the way out. Once her maid left room, Miss K
thought about putting her robe back on, but decided
against it, getting up naked and plopping down on top
of her disshelved satin sheets. Pulling a section of
her blonde hair onto her breasts and playing with it
with her fingers, she decided to look down and check
herself out. She gazed at her physical form lustily,
with her huge boobs that seemed to defy gravity, the
blonde hair, the narrow waist, the wide hips and, in
between them, her large spent cock coated with a thin
film of spit and cum. "I love having a sex toy for a
body," Miss K said to no one in particular. "It's so
damn fun!"
***
After her maid brought her newspaper and breakfast to
her, her daily routine began in earnest. Miss K
quietly ate her breakfast, then sat up on the bed and
perused through the New York Times, as usual. She
then walked over to her home gym and worked out in the
nude, enjoying the way her body felt when it was
dripping with sweat. After lifting her weights and
spending a half-hour on the bike, Miss K jumped in the
shower and cleaned herself up, shampooing her hair and
letting the detachable shower head linger on the tip
of her cock. After brushing her teeth, she took her
robe from the bathroom door and slipped it on, getting
ready for another lazy day as a multi-millionaire.
Miss K began her ritual by pulling out a short, tight
baby blue mini-skirt with a matching spaghetti strap
tank top with the word 'slut' written in script in
glitter across the front and a pair of platform
sandals. Then, she sat down at her vanity to get
herself ready to go out. First, she dried her long
hair, then combed it out and sprayed it to go for that
big hair look. After that, she worked on her face,
putting on some metallic light blue lipstick and some
light blue eye shadow. Next, she removed the polish
on her fingernails and toenails and replaced it with
two coats of baby blue polish on each nail. Once that
polish dried, she went to her lingerie draw and picked
out a cotton baby blue thong to hold her manhood under
control under her skirt. Tucking her limp member
between her asscheeks, she pulled the thong over her
legs, then slipped on the shoes, skirt and top.
Picking up her purse, she walked out to her living
room closet, where she picked out her baby blue fur
coat and slipped it on. Miss K checked her purse for
her car keys, went over to her CD collection to pull
out Ghostface Killah's "Supreme Clientele" and calmly
walked out the door.
"Hmm?what to do today?" Miss K thought to herself as
she walked towards the elevator. "Well, I could hit
up that strip club today and have a couple drinks.
Yeah, that's what I'll do." Fishing out her cell
phone and checking the time while she was riding the
elevator, she said to herself, "besides, it's early.
It shouldn't be too wild in there." She patiently
waited for her elevator to reach the garage, then
ducked her head as she left the elevator and walked to
her black SUV. She opened it up, stepped inside,
started it up and popped her CD in the stereo. As she
pulled out the parking space and drove out the garage,
she let a smile creep across her face as the sounds of
"Nutmeg" blasted out of her stereo.
***
When Miss K made it up to the club, she calmly pulled
into the parking lot, then got out of her SUV, locking
the door behind her. As she calmly walked around the
side of the building to the entrance, she took notice
the neon sign shining against the low winter sunlight,
then turned to enter the club. As her eyes got
adjusted to the darkness and the stage lights, she
noticed the doorman calling to her.
"Hey, Kayla! How's it going?"
"Fine, fine," Miss K replied as she fished out a 5
spot from her purse.
Trying to avoid conversation, she quickly walked away
on her heels, made her way to a table near one of the
runways and sat down. As the girl on the runway did
her routine, Miss K sat back and soaked in the
surroundings, ordering a beer from one of the
waitresses that passed by. Nursing her beer, she let
her eyes adjust to the lighting scheme and surveyed
the club around her. Businessmen sat the various
tables around her, quietly making deals and buying
table dances for clients, while others sat around
looking at the girls on the runways in the club,
glaring lustily at the silicone-enhanced babes
listlessly bumping and grinding to the hip-pop
soundtrack. Quickly bored by the girls on stage, she
scanned the club for the girls walking around, looking
for customers for table and private dances. While the
dresses they wore were falsely glamorous, the women
often weren't.
Since this was one of the more upscale clubs, the
girls who worked the club were more the model type,
with faces that could fit in as well on a magazine
cover as in a club. They were generally tall and
beautiful, and their bodies seemed perfect, even if
some of them got help from a good plastic surgeon.
Miss K checked out each of the ladies, finding one
that wouldn't mind giving a girl a dance and fit her
fancy, when she saw the girl she wanted. She had
long, straight black hair hanging to her waist, held
back by a head band and framing her long, petite,
curvy body. She glided through the room in white
ankle-length spaghetti-strap dress, slit up to her hip
to reveal one long leg and clingy enough to show off
her natural-large breasts, wide hips and tiny waist.
When she finally made it to within 5 feet of her, Miss
K made her move.
"Hey! Um, could you come here?"
"Yeah," the girl replied. "What do you want?"
"Are you available for a private dance?"
The girl seemed taken back a bit by Miss K's request,
then bent down and answered, "Sure. I don't mind.
Dancing for girls isn't something I do everyday, but I
don't mind." She then made eye contact with Miss K,
chucking a bit at her suggestion.
Miss K on the other hand, was reaching for her purse,
her eyes fixed on the girl's hanging cleavage and the
dark nipples that showed through the dress. Fishing
out a $100 bill, she asked, "would 100 bucks make it
worth your while?"
"Sure," the girl replied, standing back up, as she
gathered her cleavage back under her dress and gave a
seductive wink to Miss K. "Follow me."
Miss K got to her feet and looked down at the girl's
face as she looked surprised at your height. "I got
myself a good one," Miss K thought to herself. "Such
a nice, innocent smile too."
"Wow! You're tall. Are you related to one of those
basketball players or something?"
"Nah. I'm not," Miss K replied as they walked over to
the private dance room.
"How tall are you?"
"6 foot 6. Plus I'm wearing 6 inch platform heels
myself. You're pretty tall, too. How tall are you?"
Miss K asked as she ducked her head under the doorway
and into the hallway lined with private booths.
"Or I'm just 5 foot 2 without these heels," the girl
said as she pulled open the curtain to the private
room. It was plush, with red velvet walls and a soft
red velour couch against one wall. "Come on in and
sit. Besides with your height I need to," she
continued, playfully smacking Miss K's ass as she
walked past her.
The girl then came in and closed the curtain behind
her. "So hey, baby, what's your name?"
"Kayla?but I prefer to be called Miss K. What's
yours?"
"Alright Miss K!" the girl giggled as she seductively
rolled her hips and made the two steps over to the
couch. "My name's Tracy, and I'll be your
entertainment, you Amazon," she said as she planted
her hands on the wall on either side of Miss K,
looking down at her in the soft light with a smile and
letting her cleavage dangle in front of Miss K's face.
"Let's get started."
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