A Quick Game of Poolbysarahcoulborn©
Just as I had stepped out of the shower my mobile rang and so I hurried more than I probably should have to pick it up and almost slipped over as I entered my bedroom.
As usual I'd just missed the call, it was Julie, she'd left a message though so I put it on speakerphone as I dried myself.
"Hiya Sarah, it's Friday night babe, let's have a few cheap ones at the Legion then the Arches afterwards, see you in there, mwah!"
I grinned as I toweled and quickly blow dried my hair. That sounded like a plan, we'd both just finished our exams and were desperate for a good night out, well, I was desperate for some cock but a few drinks and a good laugh sounded good too.
The Legion may have seemed like an odd place for two eighteen year old girls to go on a Friday night, but it served the cheapest drinks in town and it was on the way to the club.
Normally I'm one of those lucky girls who doesn't need much makeup, but tonight I was putting it on with a trowel. T for tarty, I thought as I applied the finishing touches a few minutes later, worrying only slightly that it was verging on prostitute.
I smiled as I reached for my old faithful, my red dress had seen more fuckings than an entire series of Gordon Ramsay, well...maybe not, but it had seen a lot and it always seemed easy to get the dried spunk off the material afterwards.
Picking out my favourite pair of stockings I pulled them up over my freshly shaved legs, delighting in the feel of the material caressing my skin, before pulling them up the extra inch or so and letting the elastic snap into place and hold them against the soft flesh of my thighs.
The black lace of my lucky knickers felt delicious against my freshly shaved mound, I couldn't help but caress myself gently for a few moments after I had pulled them on, before sighing and squeezing my big boobs into my matching push-up bra and slipping the dress over my head and pulling it down until it just barely covered my curvy bottom.
I bent over and looked over my shoulder, flicking my long blonde hair out of my face so that the view of the full length mirror behind me was unimpeded. I smirked to myself when I saw my bum cheeks peeping out at me from under the hem of my skirt above my stockinged thighs.
Throwing on my perfume and red high heels, I picked up my purse and phone and headed downstairs.
'Don't wait up Mum,' I called as I passed through the front door without waiting to hear a reply, it was time to get drunk and fucked.
It wasn't far to the Legion but I still managed to get several offers from blokes on the way that I just wasn't interested in, it felt nice to be wanted, but they were all a bit childish, I thought about pulling an older bloke, maybe in his thirties and a naughty smile crept across my features.
'I'll try my best,' I thought to myself.
The Legion soon beckoned, it's lights shining dimly in the night, I noticed a badly drawn poster announcing 'Pool night at the Legion – tonite!' taped to the safety glass of the battered old black door as I passed through in to the musty old bar area.
It was almost deadly silent inside, I tried not to laugh and then, for a split second worried that there was no one here...then I heard a pool ball strike another on its way into a pocket and smiled to myself.
I wondered how many times I'd get it in the hole tonight.
The Legion was a safe haven for all the old blokes in the area, no-one else really came in here, certainly no-one my age. Julie and I had only stumbled on the fact that they served very cheap drinks the last time we were out, forced into the nearest shelter by a torrential downpour.
I walked across the sticky red carpet, smiled at the old woman behind the bar and ordered a rum and coke, nodding when she asked me if I wanted a double as it was only one pound fifty.
She didn't even bother to measure it, just pouring the rum from a large bottle standing behind the bar.
Sipping my drink I turned to look at the pool table while I waited for Julie. All the old men were either stood or sat around watching their cronies play, their huge bellies getting in the way of their shots and their joints creaking as they leaned over to take them. Not one of them looked under sixty five.
I noticed one or two of them cheekily eying me up and I gave them a smile.
'Fancy a go love?' one of them asked.
A brief chuckle rippled through his friends and I rolled my eyes.
'I'm waiting for my mate,' I said.
'Just a quick one then, you can use my cue as well,' this brought a few belly laughs, which, judging by the size of the bellies around the table should have been a bit louder really.
'I'm not much good,' I said as I took a few tentative steps towards the table.
'It's easy all you have to do is stick it in the hole!'
I joined in the laughter this time and snatched the cue he offered me with mock indignation.
'Go on then, just a quickie,' I laughed.
This comment brought raucous cheers from the old men and I blushed furiously, avoiding their eyes.
'You break then my love,' the old man smiled.
I finished my drink quickly, plopped the empty glass down on one of the little brown tables and leaned over the table to take my shot, only realising then that my dress was a little short for this and that all of the old buggers were suddenly standing behind me.
I reddened again, mishit the cue ball so badly it went straight into the middle pocket without hitting anything else and stood up with a jump feeling incredibly embarrassed.
The old men laughed and clapped as my opponent, grunting with the effort, bent over to pick the cue ball up and placed it back on the table in front of me.
'Have another go,' he chuckled.
I was about to protest when a fresh drink was pressed into my hand.
'Here you go, this'll help you relax.'
It was another rum and coke, but this time, judging by the taste and smell it was more like a triple or quadruple, I took a gulp and sighed as I bent over to take my shot once more.
The old blokes must have been getting a right eyeful, but what the hell I thought, they were only having a look. I wiggled my bum at them as I cued and broke off properly this time, to rapt applause.
'That's better,' my opponent chuckled as he bent quickly to take his shot to the background of hoots and words of mock encouragement from his friends.
'Go on Ray, sink the pink,' one of them chortled and I reddened even further.
'Dirty old bugger!' I laughed.
Ray missed by a fraction, leaving the cue ball right in the middle of the table.
'Less of the old,' Ray chuckled as he passed me and I yelped as he pinched my bum.
I wondered whether it might be a better idea to leave now and wait for Julie outside but thought better of it, after all it was only a bit of fun, although I was a little surprised at myself for thinking so.
I realised then that the cue ball being in the middle of the table was no accident as I leaned over to take my shot, struggling to reach the ball, my dress riding up at the back.
Feeling more than a bit embarrassed, I tried to adjust my dress while I was in this ridiculous position and lost my balance, but before I could fall I felt a steadying hand on my hip.
'Careful my love,' Ray laughed, his voice coming from over my shoulder.
His hand stayed on my hip while I took my shot, even though it was now obviously unnecessary.
Somehow I managed to hit something and by sheer luck one of the balls went in.
The old men cheered and Ray patted my bum somewhat condescendingly.
'Good shot,' he laughed.
Feeling a little unnerved by his over friendly hand and still more than a bit embarrassed, I reached for my drink and found that it had been topped up and judging by the fumes that were coming off it, there was about half a glassful of neat rum in there now.
I coughed and spluttered as the drink burned its way down inside me and Ray's hand returned, but this time to rub my back and give me a little pat.
'You OK love?'
I didn't know if it was all that rum but his touch was starting to feel quite nice now and all thoughts of leaving had vanished from my mind, so I nodded gratefully, smiling.
He smiled back and patted my bottom again before rubbing it gently and very briefly, 'Your shot my love.'
The cue ball was easy to reach this time, but somehow I found myself bending over a little more than I should and taking a little more time over my shot than I normally would.
I heard someone whisper, 'Oh aye that's nice,' behind me as I missed my shot and turned to flash them a quick smile when I stood back up.
It was nice to feel appreciated and I was more than a little bit drunk by now, they were just a bunch of old blokes who wanted to have a sneaky look at my knickers, 'Where was the harm in that?' I thought to myself as I watched Ray take his shot, his enormous belly pressing into the pool table.
The thought of his hand on my hip was making me feel slightly warm inside now, and on my bottom...
'Your shot my love,' Ray was smiling at me and I realised I was staring at his crotch.
He pretended not to notice and I quickly bent over to take my shot, making sure I gave them all a good view.
I frowned slightly at a half heard whisper behind me as I took it, it had sounded something like 'Quick, give her some more,' which I assumed it must have been as when I stood up again my drink was once more full to the brim.
I took another large sip and noticed a strange powdery texture to it.
'I think I need a clean glass,' I slurred and then giggled.
'Ah you'll be alright love,' Ray chuckled as he took his shot and missed again. 'Get it down you, it'll loosen you up.'
Wondering briefly what he meant by that last remark I gulped the drink down and set the glass clumsily down again, jumping slightly as I felt something touch my bum.
'How does that feel?' Ray asked me, his hand now firmly planted on my right bum cheek, kneading it gently.
'Nice,' I beamed.
And it did, it felt very nice, I didn't want him to stop. I continued to smile at him as I felt his hand move further across and slightly down into the valley between and noticed he was staring at my boobs.
Just then my phone rang and I jumped, Ray's hand left my bottom and I looked round for my bag.
It was Julie.
'Hi babe,' she sounded upset.
'Where are you?' I slurred.
'At the hospital,' she groaned.
'Oh my God are you OK?'
'Yeah, well no, I slipped getting out of the shower and I think I've broke my ankle. Sorry I didn't call sooner, are you OK?'
'Yeah, yeah I'm down the Legion...oh I hope you're OK, does it hurt much?'
'It fucking kills babe,' she forced a laugh. 'You going to go down the Arches still?'
'Yeah, yeah, I'm just having a game of pool with the old blokes.'
Julie laughed properly this time, 'Watch them dirty old buggers Sarah, they'll be trying to look at your knickers.'
I laughed back and we said our goodbyes.
'Everything OK?' Ray asked as I put my phone back in my bag.
I told him what had happened.
'So your going on then now, or do you want to play a bit more?' he asked.
I hadn't really thought about it up until now, and now that I did didn't really fancy the idea of going out alone.
'I don't know,' I replied. 'I suppose I could finish the game and then go home.'
'There's no rush is there?' Ray asked and I felt his hand touching my hip again.
'No I suppose not,' I smiled. 'But doesn't this place close soon?'
'Oh don't worry about that love,' Ray smiled, his hand creeping slowly back onto my bottom.
'Deirdre let's us stay as long as we want, we'll have a lock in.' he continued, nodding to the fat old woman behind the bar, who seemed to take this as a cue and waddled over to the doors, locking them quickly and drawing heavy curtains over them from either side.
'Now, where were we?' Ray grinned, his hand slipping gently between my buttocks.
I smiled back at him, gripping my cue tightly as I felt my balance waver for a second, my knees were trembling and I suddenly felt incredibly warm and wet between my legs.
'I'm not sure who's shot it is,' my voiced trembled slightly as I felt his hand slip further down, his fingers now pressing the hem of my dress into my bum crack.
'It's your shot love, but as I said there's no rush is there?'
I smiled and shook my head, just standing there, letting this dirty fat old man feel me up.
He stepped closer to me and my breath caught slightly as he moved towards me as if to kiss me, or so I thought, I wondered at my disappointment when he simply reached past me and picked up his drink.
'My shot,' I mumbled as I tottered over to the table, Ray chuckled quietly.
I bent to take it, it was a tough shot and I had to take my time aiming, but just as I moved the cue to hit the ball Ray pinched my bum again and I missed horribly.
'That's not fair!' I squeaked as Ray and his cronies roared with laughter once more.
'Couldn't resist love,' Ray winked at me as he moved round the table.
'Two can play at that game,' I thought as I hoisted myself up onto the table behind me and sat with my legs wide open.
I smiled as I watched the old man trying to concentrate on his shot with my knickers and stocking tops on full view and giggled when he eventually went in off.
'Two shots to me,' I cried almost falling over as I dropped from the table.
One of the other old men steadied me just in time and I fell into him, pressing my boobs into his chest.
'Bloody hell!' he breathed not taking his eyes off my cleavage.
I could feel something pressing into my thigh in return as he held me for a few brief moments and blushed when I realised he had a hard on.
Quickly bending over to take my next shot I tried to put it out of my mind, but realised I couldn't, in fact it was all I could think about.
I glanced back at him again, his huge belly and big lump in his dirty grey trousers.
Turning my attention back to my shot I caught Ray's eye and noticed him grinning at me knowingly, what was the old bugger going to do to try and put me off this time?
No sooner had I thought this than I felt the same lump pressing against me again, but this time it was pressing into my bum.
Before I could stop myself I moaned loudly much to the delight of the crowd of old men. The old man behind me began to grind his crotch into my backside, pressing mine deliciously into the table edge.
'Let's see who gets it in the hole first shall we?' Ray laughed and his mates joined in.
My breathing had become ragged now as the old man ran his cock the length of my bum crack, vigorously dry humping me, making it almost impossible to hit the ball. But somehow I did and even more miraculously a ball went in to a chorus of mock boos.
I'd expected the humping to stop but if anything it got even more energetic. I tried to pull away, but the old man grunted and held my hips tight then I felt him shudder and gasp and knew he'd just cum in his pants.
The old men cheered and clapped and Ray came over laughing at the mortified expression on my face.
'It's only a bit of fun love,' Ray said as he pulled me from his friend's grip.
I felt his hand slide down my back and onto my bottom again as he propelled me towards the bar, it was all so wrong but I found myself liking the attention, or at worst just not minding it and couldn't understand why.
'Mix her another drink Deirdre, I'll have a pint of Best, and while you're at it put the porn on.'
The old woman behind the bar just nodded and pointed a remote over my shoulder. Had I heard right?
I looked round and realised I had as a large projector screen began to slide down the far wall, the projector was already running and as the screen dropped I could see that a girl not unlike me was being fucked hard on her bed by someone old enough be her granddad.
I felt Ray's hand slip under my dress as I watched but didn't move to stop him, even when I felt his fingers pulling at the waistband of my knickers and then sliding down across my bare bum cheeks.
'Here you are my love,' he said.
I turned and saw him pushing a drink towards me with one hand whilst the other was working its way down the crack of my bottom. My lips parted as he pulled me into his chest and I whimpered slightly as his tongue forced its way deep into my mouth.
I began to kiss him back gently and gradually we became more and more passionate. Feeling him turn and lean back against the bar, I realised that I had my back to his friends now and that he's pulled up my dress so that they could all see where his hand was, but it felt so good I just didn't care.
'Shall we play a bit more or do you want to sit and watch the porno with us for a bit?' Ray whispered in my ear as he ran his slimy tongue up the side of my neck. I just whimpered and buried my face in his chest as I felt his finger pressing at the wet hole of my pussy and, after some brief resistance, slide deep inside me.
'Or should I just do you right here over the bar in front of everyone?' he hissed. 'It's what you came here for isn't it?'
'Oh God,' I whispered, my chest heaving as I tried in vain to lift my right leg and wrap it around him, instead just rubbing my thigh on his hip and feeling his bulging erection pressing into my crotch.
Ray obviously took that as a yes, as he suddenly spun me around and pushed me over the bar top. I was panting, my mouth open and face flushed as I looked into the eyes of Deirdre, the old barmaid. She looked back at me, lust written across her wrinkled features as Ray pulled my knickers down so roughly he made my head jerk backwards.
The next moment I looked in surprise as the old woman took a strong grip of my wrists and pulled me forwards over the bar top.
She laughed as I heard the sound of Rays zip lowering, then his belt buckle being undone and I cried out loudly when he thrust his cock straight into me with no warning.
The old woman held me tight across the bar as Ray began fucking me from behind, his huge belly resting on my back, his saggy skin slapping on my buttocks with each powerful stroke.
I could see him over my shoulder in the mirror behind the bar, his face red and sweaty, his lips curled in a vicious snarl as he took me hard.
'This is what you came for isn't it?' he growled as he pumped me.
'Oh fuck, yes, oh yes!' I sobbed as my emotions got the better of me. His cock felt incredible inside me, I was so horny, it was the best fuck I'd ever had and we'd only just started.
'Dirty little slag,' Deirdre muttered and let go of my hands.
I gripped onto the beer pumps instead, grinding my bum back into Ray's crotch and my pushing my cunt as far down his meaty shaft as I could.
I could feel the old man tensing as his strokes quickened and knew he was about to cum inside me and that sent me over the edge. The strongest orgasm I'd ever had washed over me, making my legs buckle and my hands relinquish their grip.
Deirdre caught my wrists just in time and held them in one hand, quickly pushing her other down the top of my dress and roughly squeezing my tits.
Ray thrust into me one last time and held his cock deep inside me as it throbbed and twitched, emptying his old balls into my willing young cunt.
My head dropped onto my arms, I could smell the stale beer mat and feel it cool against my hot skin as Ray grunted one last time before pulling out of me and wiping his cock in the crack of my bum.
'Nice shag that love,' he panted as I heard him pull up his pants. 'I'll have you again later.'
Loud cheers and applause erupted from his seated friends and I suddenly remembered we had an audience, I hid my face in my arms for a few more minutes as Deirdre continued to grope my tits roughly.
I could feel that my dress was around my hips and my knickers around my ankles, and now Ray's cum was dripping out of my hole and down the inside of my thigh and knew they could all see it.