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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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In town, she led me into a pub of all places. It looked nice enough, but it was still just a pub.
'I wanted to try this place,' she said.'I hear the food's good. And I know you like a pool table.'
We ordered our food and headed to the pool room. She grabbed a cue and chucked me the other one.
'I'll break,' she said with an innocent smile.
When she bent over and broke, her evil plan came into focus. Under her light summer skirt, she was knickerless. Her shaved pussy looked so beautiful and edible. I felt my cock twitch, then struggle to grow against the metal cage enclosing it. At the same time, my asshole tightened and I felt as if the butt plug inside me was swelling.
I gasped.
'What's wrong, baby?' She came over and kissed me sweetly on the cheek. Secretly, she squeezed my caged cock through my trousers. 'It's going to be a fun day,' she whispered and bit my earlobe.'
Again, my cock swelled, stopped by the cage. My asshole tightened.
'Ugh, agh,' I said.
'Let's get playing,' she winked. 'We've got so many balls to get down before the food gets here.'
Over the next 20 or 30 minutes, I was treated to the most frustrating game of pool of my life. She managed to show her pussy on every shot she took. Sometimes getting a leg up on the table. And the way she held and stroked the cue between shots made me want to explode on the spot. By the time she potted her last ball, winning by a country mile, my hands were shaking and my cock was throbbing constantly.
'Looks like you lost, baby.' She tutted. 'We'll have to think up a forfeit for you later.'
Just as I was dreading what her forfeit would be, the food arrived. I've no idea now what it was. I just remember I rushed through it as fast as possible, wanting to get out and take long, caliming breaths. But of course she nibbled and licked away at her food, taking her sweet time. Under the table, she rubbed my caged cock with her foot. I can't imagine what people thought when I kept gasping and shifting about so much in my seat. And she looked so innocent all the damn time.
'OK,' she said when she'd finally finished. 'Let's get out of here. We need to do some shopping.'
Alarm bells rang in my head. I didn't want to know what shopping she had in mind... |
