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Cris 'n Kelly - Part 1 - The Beginning ? by: Old Timer My introduction to the driver known on the race circuit as 'The Eradicator' was short, but definitely not sweet. It was during the 'happy hour' practice session when everyone's out there trying to sort out the setup and make those little tweaks for race day. I thought I was driving smoothly with pretty good pace and following the line while watching my mirror for any approaching problems. Out of nowhere, I felt a slight nudge on my rear bumper and the next thing I saw the wall coming at me... CRASH... and a jolt as my car and I made lazy circles down the track. Shit! I didn't need this in my quest to become a big time race driver. All the hopes down the drain with one screw up... and I didn't know what had happened. The emergency crew got to me as I dropped the net and climbed out asking, "What broke?" "Nothing," was the answer, "The 03 just drop kicked you out of the way." "That asshole... I going to give him a piece of my mind... and maybe a fist as well!" After clearing the medical check, I wandered over to a big black hauler that was home to the black stealth looking 03 car with a lightly dented front fender and the name 'Kelly Earhart' over the driver's window. "Hey," I yelled, "Where's the asshole that supposedly drives this piece of shit?" "You looking for me?" I heard muffled as a driver dressed in a black Nomex suit and black helmet with black lens walked toward me. Before, I could say anything, the helmet came off, the fireproof head sock was yanked off and a mane of gorgeous blonde hair unfurled. With a shrug, it settled off the face and was over the shoulders as two blue piercing eyes either side of a small slender nose appeared and the face I saw appeared to be a feminine copy of mine. With a free hand, the driving suit zipper was pulled down and my eyes spied two massive globes straining to punch through the hot yellow Nomex top. This asshole was a woman... one beautiful and well-assembled woman who stood nearly six feet and she marched right up to my face and asked, "So... what's your problem?" "Problem? Your slam bam thank you ma'am driving just put me in the wall and that's the last car I've got. No way I'm going to make the race now; and it's thanks to you!" "Can't handle a little nudge?" "Nudge... try drop kick!" "Hey... cool down... maybe I misjudged your speed. If that's the case, I'm sorry. OK?" "Sorry doesn't help right now. You've just ended my career before it started." "Tell you what... I'm not all that interested in running the race. I'd offer you my ride, but you'll never get used to it in time. Maybe I can straighten this out between us. Why don't you let me take your car back to my shop and we'll get it ready for the next race? That's about as good an offer I can make... we got a deal?" Hey, I had nothing to lose so I accepted and we loaded my wrecked car in her hauler leaving my tow vehicle and trailer in the paddock. In the coming days and months, I would regret this moment. Kelly told me to lock up my stuff and she'd change out of her driving suit before we rode over to her shop. By the time I got back to her pit area, she was in the seat of the tractor and yelling for me to get in. While I had expected one of her crew to handle towing this major rig, she seemed ready to get going so I climbed aboard to one delightful vision. She had changed to a pair of white shorts that were even whiter against the tan of her long slender legs that were resting on the pedals. Her thin tanned waist was bare but the rest of her torso was hidden by a sleeveless hot pink crop top that was stretched to its limits by her impressive mammaries and their pebble sized nipples making a permanent dent in the fabric. Her blonde mane was pulled back into a ponytail and there was no hint of darker roots. She extended her hand saying, "I'm Kelly and you're... ?" "Sorry... Cris Martin's the name," as she shook and I briefly felt her soft hand. As she released my hand, her fingers slid across the palm of my hand and said, "Cris, your hands are delicate and smooth... like the hands of an artist or surgeon... not the hands of a mechanic. And your fingers are slender. Are you a hand model or something?" "Thanks, Kelly for the compliment, but I'm just a working stiff trying to make ends meet. I never knew my folks and grew up in foster homes. One I was eighteen, I've had to make it on my own... no big bucks backing me." With that, she cranked the motor, moved the gear lever and we headed out of the paddock and up to the Interstate. As we continued along, I asked Kelly how she got into racing. "It's a long story, and I won't bore you. The short and quick version, however, is my dad wanted a boy, an heir, and I was the junior Kelly... except I'm not a male." "I can see that, unless you're some weird mutant." "I'm all female unfortunately for my father, but he still raised me as if I was his son. We did all the father son things like hunting, fishing and car racing." "So, you're a 'tomboy' huh?" "Well, I usually don't have much use for 'boys' of any kind. I find most males just want to get into my pants and I'm not attracted to those pushy guys. In fact, the only men I'm around work for me and that's it." "Then, why did you suddenly decide to lend me a hand? Am I not one of those 'men' and maybe I'm like those pushy guys you don't like? "Cris, I sensed something different with you when I saw your face and realized you could be my male counterpart. You're my height and we have a similar build so you don't physically intimidate me. I felt comfortable with you, and I thought I could help you out. Besides, I've got more than enough money and this is one way to ease my conscience. After my folks died, inherited everything as I was their only child. I'm lucky enough to do whatever impulse hits me. In fact, I'm going to make you an offer you won't refuse." "Try me!" "How about, I become the sponsor of your car. I'll provide the money and you can chase your dream of making it to the big time." "What's the catch? It sounds too good." "OK, I'm your sponsor and your Boss. Whatever I say, you do. For that, I provide everything. Deal?" I was figuring Kelly was talking about racing so I agreed. "Great! Now here's my first order as Boss. I want you to eat me while we're heading home!" "You're kidding... right?" "No, Cris, I'm not kidding... I dead assed serious," and she began to unbutton the top of her shorts and pulled the fly down and I could see her blonde pubic hair fluffing between the opened fabric. "Grab the sides as I lift my ass and pull them down. Come on, I won't bite you... there's no teeth hiding behind my pussy lips. Ready?" Looking at her crotch, I started to feel my cock getting fatter, and thought how many guys get to muff dive the driver of a sixteen wheeler, so I edged over and put my thumbs inside the tops of her shorts. She raised her ass and I yanked her shorts down and watched as she stepped each leg clear. Then she put her left leg onto the dead pedal and moved the knee of her right leg toward me so that her gash was revealed to my eager eyes. "Now, give me a tongue lashing, Cris." I slid over and buried my head between her thighs and under the steering wheel. The puffy lips were slightly swelling and her love button was still hidden in its hood, but her hole was glistening with her juice. I began rimming my tongue around the edges while my fingers traced along the blonde downy hair of her inner thighs. "Cris, you know how to please a lady. Keep going and I'll be a better boss than you ever imagined. Start moving that tongue of yours in and out of my cunt. I want to cum and I want you to get me off." I honored her request and began to flick my tongue in and out of her cavern while I continued playing her thighs. I'd move back up and out and flicked at her clit until it poked out and beckoned my lips. It not only poked out... it started to expand and extend like a miniature cock with a shiny knob. Her clit beckoned my lips so I gently sucked it in and around my lips while I battered the side with my tongue. As I continued my teasing, I could hear Kelly's breathing begin to increase. She was getting hotter and pressed my head back to her hole with her free hand. "Ooooohhhh... you're good, really good! You're even better than good, you're the best... better than any of my sorority sisters... oooh... yeah... keep flicking my clit and fucking my hole... you're getting me close... keep doing me." I moved my hands to either side of her clit and spread her lips even more so I could have a full frontal assault it and her juicy hole. I buried my tongue and whirled it around then up and over her clit as my fingers slide in and out of her love gash. I heard her short breaths and quiet gasps as I felt her body shudder and her pussy twitch as it opened and closed like a winking eye and pressed my head harder as she pushed her ass off the seat and her crack was mashed against my face. "Ooooohh... yessss... that... was... just... perfect... " she hissed. "You're mine, Cris, and I'm getting some nasty thoughts, babe. We're going to be really good together... really fine, Cris. Leave your head there as I cool down. Having you there helps me relax," and she began to run her hand through my long sandy hair. *** We stayed that way until I felt us slowing down. As I sat up, we passed through a pair of gates and headed up a long drive that ended by a large industrial building. After Kelly stopped and turned off the motor she said, "Cris, we'll take the golf cart to the house. Make sure the keys in it while I put my shorts back on." "Running around bare assed isn't a good idea," I answered with a smile on my face, and I jumped down and over to the cart. "Yup, the key's here." Kelly followed as she finished buttoning her shorts, jumped into the seat and we headed up a path toward some lights. As we crested the hill, my mouth dropped open as my eyes were filled with what appeared to be a modern one-story mansion from some movie spectacular or the cover of one of those glossy mags I've glimpsed at the market. Kelly's pad made me think my little house wouldn't qualify as a tool shed on this spread. No question, my boss lady had the bucks to back up her offer. She drove up under the entry porch to the large wooden front doors, slammed the emergency brake on, and jumped out as she motioned that I follow. After punching in her security code, she opened the front door and walked into a vaulted marble floored entry decorated with large abstract paintings and sculpture. In front of us was a glass wall that overlooked a dark valley with twinkling city lights in the distance. She led the way turning left passed what appeared to be an office or study down a hall until she stopped in front of an open door on the right. "Cris, you probably want to take a shower and get all that track grime off... so here's the guests' suite. Toss your clothes down the laundry chute while I find you something fresh. Like Arnold says, I'll be bock." As I walked in and sunk to my ankles in soft plush carpet, I thought my whole house would easily fit into the guest room and began to realize I had fallen into one sweet deal. I had just muff dived the most gorgeous blonde my eyes had ever seen and now I was in her home getting ready to shower. I really didn't care what was next but I planned to enjoy it. After kicking off my pants and peeling off my T-shirt and shoes, I walked into the all-marble bath, saw the clothes chute and disposed of my dirty gear. Fifteen minutes later, I had showered and dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist when I heard Kelly's voice, "Ready or not, I'm on my way." As she entered, I finally saw Kelly clearly and realized this statuesque blonde would put Brianna Banks to shame. Her hair was long and shiny parted straight down the middle of her head and her smiling face drew my eyes like a magnet. She was wearing a shiny electric blue spandex dance leotard with thin shoulder straps that allowed the crests of her bulging mammaries to create a darker shadow of cleavage. Kelly wasn't wearing anything else as I could clearly see her nipples looking like pencil erasers pushing the fabric and her pussy lips were clearly outlined at her crotch. Her massive tits slightly swayed as she walked forward but nothing else appeared to have any excess meat. The tanned muscles of her legs rippled like a fitness queen suggesting lots of time and energy expended to maintain her shape. I was soaking her vision in when I heard, "Cris, you trying to turn me on?" as she tossed some clothes on the chair. "Huh... what make you think that?" though it was more than a passing thought in my mind. "Well... turn around a look at yourself in the mirror." I did, and suddenly realized the towel was too short and my cockhead was peeking out beneath the bottom edge. "If that's ALL you, you must be the son of John Holmes. Let me take a look," and she pulled the towel off my waist leaving me completely naked. "Oh, YES... that is one long dong, Cris. I was hoping there was more to you than just a fabulous mouth and tongue. Damn... where do you hide that thing? Now, as boss, I'm telling you to follow me over to the bed and sit down." Having been totally humiliated, I held her hand as we walked into the guests' bedroom and she patted the bed indicating I should try it out... which I did. Standing in front of me as I sat on the edge, Kelly grabbed the fabric between her legs and in one motion the crotch unsnapped exposing her tanned belly with light blonde fuzz that became a trimmed pubic mound of blonde curls framing the lips of her cunt. "I'm thinking that your cock is gonna feel a little bit better than the rubber dildos and vibrators I've been using... so I'm going to get my hands oiled up and see if that's true. Get on that bed Cris and lie down," as she walked to the dresser and grabbed a bottle that appeared to be baby oil. She strolled back with a definite grin as her cantaloupe sized breasts bounced under her shiny fabric. Then, she put her knees on either side of my outstretched legs as she opened the cap and squirted oil all over my shaft. Tossing it aside, her two hands wrapped around my cock like a baseball bat and she began to slide them slowly up and down my lengthening hose. As her hands reached the bottom of my circumcised knob, she'd twist her hands then slide them back down. Once she had my engorged prick stretched to its limits, she moved off her knees, squatted over me still gripping my love pole and announced, "You're the first live cock I've ever thought deserved to enter my pussy, and now I'm going to find out if it is. Hang on Cris 'cause I'm shoving your long fuel hose in," and she just impaled herself on my hardened dick... all the way down in one stroke as if she was committing hari-kari on my flesh sword. I swear I felt my cockhead pierce through the mouth of her cervix and into the hidden recesses of her womb. Kelly shuddered and her melons shook when she bottomed out and I heard a faint throaty gasp from her lips. She sat there for a moment, looked at me and said, "I think you'll flood my lungs if you cum... nothing's been in me that deep... nothing... and it feels sooo... goood... mmm. Yes, I do believe this is better than my favorite 12" plastic fantastic dick but, don't you dare move a muscle. You just lie there and enjoy yourself. Watch as my breasts bounce and my nipples harden while I sit on your cock. See... you've let me have both of my hands free... I can tease my tits and nips with one hand while I diddle my clit. Think you'll like seeing me fuck myself on your dork... will it get you hot... will you cum with me? Lets find out! " As I lay on the bed with this blonde vixen completely enveloping my rigid love meat, I could see beads of perspiration forming on her upper lip and glistening between her spandex clad globes. Her right hand began tracing circles around the edge of her protruding nipples while her other hand slipped down to the top of her love gash and began rubbing her pubic bone. Her eyes were closed as her hips began to slowly rotate while continuing to excite herself with her expert fingers. Kelly was using me like a love doll and nothing would interrupt her masturbation. I was a living dildo and nothing more... almost like I was spying on an aroused woman in the privacy of her boudoir... except I was an actual being in her wet dream. I was a peeping tom and the object of her lusty thoughts. Kelly's monstrous milk mounds were soaking through the leotard as her fingers continued to tease the lengthening nipples and her cunt started pulsing around my cock as she gently manipulated the extended clitoris ... like she was jerking off with quick and short hand motions. She ceased rotating her hips for a moment as her eyes opened and she quietly said, "You ARE better than any dildo... much better... now can you cum with me... huh? I'm changing gears, Cris, and we're going for the checkered flag," and she began to rise up and sit down as she pulled my swollen prick out from her hole... then back down into her moist love canal. With each upstroke, she dropped down a bit faster as the pace of her self-exciting fingers worked on her sensitive spots. She grabbed the straps of her top and yanked them off so her glistening and bronzed breasts were free to bounce freely. Her distended nipples looked like mini cocks that beckoned my lips, but Kelly's fingers quickly began pulling and twisting them as she continued fucking my engorged member completely encased in her moist and hot cunt that intermittently squeezed the girth of my dick. Her squatting hips moved faster and faster until I heard, "ARRRGGGG.......OOOOHHHH.....YYYYESSS....I-M- M..C-O-M-M-M-I-N-N-G-G-G....FILLLL....MEEE....CCCRRRRIIISSS... FIILLL...MMME..NOW!! She was right...I would get hot watching her masturbate using my cock ... I would have to cum .. and I would cum when she wanted...Kelly knew me...too...well..my balls tightened, then twitched, and I felt my sperm laden juice explode into her waiting cavern as my pole jerked its load! Her sweat covered tits mashed against my chest as she slumped forward over my torso and we quietly let our flushed bodies relax. With her face close to my nipple, she gently blew her breath across the tip and I felt it suddenly harden. Then she delicately licked it and traced her tongue around the aureole and felt my cock respond to her teasing. "Hmmm... your nipples are sensitive...just like mine....what other secrets are you hiding...huh? You're a keeper, Cris, and I'm gonna keep you. You seem to have most of the right equipment and a little help here and there and you'll be absolutely perfect." Being in a state of euphoria, I didn't pay enough attention to what Kelly had just said, but I'd find out real soon. *** She quietly rolled off as my limp prick slithered from her flooded crack, then got up and informed me, "I could only find some of my extra warmups but we're about the same height and you're a slender build so they'll do. I'll meet you in the kitchen after I get into something dry," and she left. I walked over and realized the only thing she had gotten for underpants was a pair of Lady Jockey bikini pants, which I tried on. Though the waist was fine, they were low cut tops and half of my cock hung over the top. As an alternative, I tried sliding my dick down through one leg and that allowed by balls to rest in the briefs. Well, it was a bit better than going completely bare so I slipped on the warmup pants. Baby blue wouldn't be my first choice of color but they did fit. It did feel a bit strange to have on a woman's pair of pants, but given the previous moments, a small price for one great fuck. The top was a little different matter. I slipped on the armless T-shirt and realized it was intended for someone with breasts since the bottom seemed snug while the body was loose. What convinced me it was for a female was the word 'Bitch' emblazoned across the front, but I did have on enough not to be exposed or embarrassed. I made my way into the kitchen, which was a stainless steel gourmet center with every imaginable appliance and convenience. After looking around, I heard Kelly's voice as she approached, "Cris, you there? Sorry 'bout the top but I don't' have a lot of men's clothes around. Were you able to use the warmups?" As she joined me in the kitchen, she'd changed into what I guessed was a white tennis dress which accentuated the golden tan on her skin. I don't think she could play any tennis in this outfit since the square cut neckline was barely above the edge of aureoles and her wondrous mammaries completely filled the rest. Her thin waist appeared more slender as the skirt gracefully arched over her hips and the curve of her ass stopping just below her crotch so I couldn't tell if she, indeed, was naked beneath the crisp white fabric. "Well, I was able to work something out...I'm OK." "Great...let me see...sure 'nough...looks like a perfect fit." "Almost... the Lady Jockeys were not quite right." "Let me see what the problem is," and she grabbed the elastic waistband and dropped the pants. "Oh, how clever of you," and once again, I stood naked from the waist down in front of Kelly and her probing eyes. "Hmmm, looks like you've got more equipment to cover than I do, and having that albino sex snake hanging down by your leg is gonna turn me on...but your testicles seem well supported. Pull 'em up and let's get something to eat," and she patted my ass and headed to the frig. From out of nowhere, Kelly grabbed and prepared a fine dinner that we enjoyed on the deck overlooking the valley and the lights below. We sipped wine as we both described the events that brought us together at this very minute...and the probability that would be a defining moment in our lives. After cleaning our dinner mess, we strolled back onto the deck with our arms around each others waist just enjoying being close together. I was completely enamored with Kelly's physical attributes and was trying to scheme some maneuver so I could pound my cock into her one more time this evening. Instead, Kelly turned to me and said, "Cris, first I'm sorry about my rough driving today. I was my usual control freak and you were just another piece of crap in the way, but now I'm glad since we never would've had this chance together. Is my apology accepted?" "Of course, Kelly, I was upset but I agree that we wouldn't have met any other way, and being here, with you, makes it all worthwhile." "You're so sweet.... not like any other male I've ever known. You're so sensitive to my emotions and desires that I'm strangely believing you're my best friend ever...my best girl friend! Maybe it's because I have such negative vibes with all the men I've ever been around. I'm positive that I could never be sexually aroused by a man but you're different. When I look at you, I see an undeveloped woman who just happens to be attached to a one eyed pleasure python that I can't ever release." "Kelly, I'm a little embarrassed, bit surprised and more than a little confused. I've always been aware of women and their yearnings and I'm happy to be on your wavelength. Still, I look in a mirror and see a normal male who happens to be, as guys say, wiry, but I'm not aware that there's some girl inside wanting out. What are you asking of me? "I offered to be your sponsor and your boss and you accepted, right?" "That's true." "I left a message at the shop and they're estimating a week before your car will be back better than new. We've got seven days and I want to spend them showing you I'm right." "What do you mean?" "That I'll show you there's a beautiful female form buried inside you. I'm the boss and I make the decisions...right?" "Well.... OK... you've got your chance." "Great! Tomorrow, we'll head into town and visit some friends and we'll go from there. Until then, I think a little rest would be good. We've already messed up your bed in the guest room, so follow me and you'll find out if I'm butt naked under this skirt.. OK?" I nodded but couldn't figure out how she knew what I was thinking, and followed her as she pulled me along toward her room. We wandered down another hall toward the dim light at the end where a huge round bed awaited us. "I wouldn't wear absolutely nothing under this dress," she exclaimed as she reached around and undid the hooks, "See, I'm covered," as her shoulders pushed forward and I could see an impossibly thin white string lead from a lacy waistband down between the firm cheeks of her ass to some spot between her legs. Kelly turned around to show me that her tan was complete over her whole body from her slender arms and shoulders to the tips of her toes. Carefully studying her cherry tipped melons, I had to estimate at least 38DD to 40EE...wonderfully firm and full globes that swelled past her tapered sides as the reached inward to meet her 23 or 24" waist. And she wasn't kidding when she said she was wearing something under her skirt...it barely covered her mons and the fleshy lips guarding the entry to her vagina. "Now let's get ready for bed." and she came to me and helped pull the 'Bitch' shirt over my head. As she reached up, her nipples brushed against my chest and I felt their heat against my skin. She already had dropped my pants once before so this was a repeat performance for me as she stripped the warmups and the Lady Jockeys off in one pull leaving me totally nude from head to toe. "Cris, look into this mirror and lets compare. See how our shoulders appear the same, and how the shape of our arms and legs are similar. And your waist can't be but a couple of inches wider than mine. OK your butt is skinnier than mine, but that's 'cause I spend more time sitting on it and then you've got that human powered pussy toy that makes you special to me. I see some good prospects...really...I do. " "Now, let's get some sleep," and she slipped her string thong off and headed for the bed. I'm thinking here's a gorgeous tanned completely bare woman in bed and she's going to sleep, so I crawled into bed behind her figuring she's probably right...again. Then I felt her fingers 'walk' onto my hip, dive down and wrap itself around my soft dong. "I'm used to sleeping with my special vibrator, but your big living toy is better than some fake piece of plastic. I want your cock to warm me up so I can sleep like a baby." "Kelly, why don't you help it warm up? Why don't you give it a kiss?" "Oooh... that's good idea...I've even sucked my dildo to warm it up. Does it work the same?" "I've never seen you warming your vibrator but I don't think it will be much different. Come on and give it a try," I whispered as I rolled onto my back and thought 'yes, I'm right where I want to be'. Kelly rolled over and her mammaries slapped against my lower thighs as she eyed my still flaccid love hose. She put her hand around it and lifted the helmet shaped knob to her mouth where she laid a wet kiss right on the top...then slipped her tongue into my cum slit and sent a shiver through my body. "That feels good, huh? You like my kiss?" "Oh.... yeah... but you've kissed 'em before, haven't you?" After running her tongue around the edge of my circumcised knob while gently twisting her hand below she looked up and said, "No, Cris, I was telling the truth earlier. You were the first ever. Before this afternoon, I had never felt a male penis in my hands or in my vagina. Lots of pretend rubber dongs and vibrating things that were supposed to look and feel like a penis, but never a live and throbbing thick cock that gave me to an orgasm I never thought possible." Then she began to suck my growing member like it was a double dip dairy queen and she wasn't going to spill a drop. Her fleshy milk pillows kept rubbing against my thighs as Kelly began gobbling my shaft with some serious mouth action, and she was rewarded as it lengthened and swelled so the veins that crisscrossed the meaty member pressed and tightened the skin covering. "It looks like my favorite special living squirting and vibrating dildo is responding to my wishes. Do you think I could awaken a cobra?" "Kelly, your mouth, lips and tongue could bring life to a pool cue." "Nah, they're way too skinny...I like more meat on my bone, and this bone's just right. Now, let me spin around so I can slide it into my 'sleepy' spot. Hold on," and she turned so I faced her slender back and she reached between her legs and fished for my love probe. I rolled onto my side as she wrapped her fingers around the knob and eased it toward her dripping pussy. She rested the swelling tip right at the moist entrance to her cunt, then with her fingers forced my cockhead into her warm hole. She turned her face toward me and said, "Night, Cris." I kissed her nose gently and laid back down with my arm draped across hers with my fingers resting on her tit flesh. Slowly, my love shaft continued to thicken and elongate slowly burrowing its way deeper into her cunt. I knew she couldn't fall asleep with my tool throbbing and pulsing inside and I was right.. for once! I started feeling her muscles squeeze and release along the length of my dick. Then the pace sped up as her vaginal walls welcomed my heated and swollen intruder. The rest of her body was responding as well and her arm moved so my fingers were touching her nipples. They began their extension and I willingly began to stretch and tease them as Kelly had done earlier. "Cris, honey, squirt me with your warm milk inside my pussy and I'll fall asleep like a baby." Her words startled me and her pulsing pussy triggered that throb down in my gonads that rushed right up my long prick and splattered her womb with my milky cum. Then I released her engorged nipple as we both relaxed and fell asleep to the mingled sounds of our even breaths of air. End of Part 1