Vegas Baby: Swinging for the Fences
Story by iluminati
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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
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