The Pool Hall

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The night began like any other. We met at the pool hall to catch up and have a few drinks. We joked and laughed, drank and flirted.

“No… let me show you how to hold your cue.” Correcting your stance brought us back to front, where I could carefully whisper instruction in your ear. After a few games and a few drinks, competition began to get more serious, as it always does. There definitely needed to be more at stake, but money wasn’t our interest. We were more than that. I definitely had the better playing skills and we both knew it, but carefully planned, but not obvious, mistakes made the games more fun and interesting. And then you said it

“Winner gets anything they want…” Plain and simple, there it was. I agreed and the game was on. Now I believed that I would be happy either winning or losing, but this time I wanted to win. This game was over fairly quickly.

“You cheated…” you said with a pouting yet coy look on your face.

“Maybe so, but I’m still the winner.”

“Well, what do you want??” you said with a half smile. I leaned in close, and sexily whispered,

“I would love… (pause while you held your breath)… a beer.”

“Ohhhh!” you replied with a laugh, and you were off to the bar.

“Hurry back” I said as I watched you walk away. Actually, it was more like staring. What I really wanted was to caress that beautiful body of yours, and to make you hot with desire until you couldn’t help but give in to the passion that we both knew brewed inside of us. As you were at the bar, you were talking to the bartender and then walked away down a hall with our drinks.

“Where the hell is she going” I wondered. A few minutes later, you emerged with an excited look on your face.

“They have a game room” you said as you handed me a drink.

“Come see.” Sure enough there it was in all its glory.

“Wanna play a game?” I asked.

“Of course I do,” you replied,

“but the game I want to play is in here.” You motioned to a door across the hall and down a ways. As we entered the room, I quickly Travesti realized what was going on. This room was an unused pool hall. They must use it when it gets real busy. You took my drink aside and popped yourself up on the edge of a pool table and motioned for me to come in close. As you pulled me closer, I could feel the excitement in my stomach. You whispered in my ear, softly,

“Now… what do you really want?” We both knew as I nuzzled my first kiss at the base of your neck, just under your ear. I slowly drew back feeling the soft hairs on the side of your face do an intricate dance with my soft beard. When our lips met, there was a rush of heat, like lightning struck from the inside out. We couldn’t keep ourselves out of each other’s mouth. Gently probing with intertwined tongues, for what seemed like hours. As I pulled away, I gazed into your eyes, which were now drunk with passion and desire.

“Whatever I want, huh?” is all I mumbled. Your smile indicated that you open and willing to please.

“Anything you want, yes” was all you said as you tasted my lips once again.

“I want you to be my work of art, follow all of my movements and accept every feeling.”

“I will, I will,” was your reply with heavy breath. I leaned in as we kissed and ground our hips together. Your legs locked firmly around my waist, drawing me closer with each second. I laid you back onto the soft green felt and worked my kisses down your neck and body through the center of your breasts and down your stomach. With your arms stretched above, like you were reaching for some far off place, you moaned softly with eyes shut as I lifted your shirt and began to gently kiss your bare stomach and worked my way back up. When I reached your breasts I paid special attention to each one. Sucking on your nipples peaked them further, as they were already hard from excitement. I lightly flicked my tongue and drew a cool breath across, sending a cool shiver down your spine and into your loins. You let out a small whelp, as if catching your breath, Antalya Travesti as I gently bit them and sucked harder. As I rose and slowly started to slide you pants off, you unlocked the vise-like grip of your legs around my waist. As I slid the clothes from your body, you began to remove your underwear, and I stopped you.

“I will do it when the time is right,” I said as you lay back down enjoying each moment. Once your pants were off I rolled you on to your stomach and motioned for you to stand, bent at the waist, and outstretched across the table. You obliged with a hypnotic willingness. You never questioned what I was doing, for there was total trust. I gently paced two soft kisses on the back of each knee. My hands caressed the back of your thighs as I realized my daily fantasies of this exact thing. I admired and cherished every inch the back of those beautiful legs, which gracefully turned into the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. Kissing and licking until I could feel the heat radiating from you. Slowly, I peeled the thong across and down your ass. Once freed of the sexy undergarment, you arched your back slightly, lifting your chin off of the table. This had a dual effect, one of

“presenting” yourself for further exploration, and the second was an invitation, or more of a pleading for attention.

“Don’t you worry, I’ll be there soon enough” I said. As I slowly kissed the backs of your inner thighs, you began to unconsciously widen your stance, allowing me to savor the sweet aroma of a woman aroused. Moving slowly around in this area, my beard tickled and teased. You again moaned in anticipation as you could feel my hot breath whisping across your now throbbing womanhood. With a tender touch I teased your lips with my tongue. The first touch tickled the outside of one, where your leg meets your body. Up the back I moved, then back down the other side. Your clit was now at full attention, begging for attention, and I grazed past, back to the inner thigh without so much as a touch. The anticipation Bursa Travesti made you hotter. I repeated the same sequence, this time in reverse. You attempted to catch your breath as I parted your lips with my tongue. I wouldn’t give you the chance, as I now focused my attention away from teasing and onto pleasure. I attacked your clit with a fury, licking and sucking, hard and fast. I pulled you into my mouth, between my lips and held you there between my teeth as my tongue danced furiously. I massaged you with my tongue ring and curled my tongue as to embrace you. Your hips were bucking wildly, pressing back harder and harder with each movement, trying to engulf me if you could. I pulled away still holding you in my mouth as long as I could. I backed away for a breath while you groaned with lust and need. You presented yourself further as I spread your ass apart. I blew a cool breeze over you and the shiver ran all the way up your spine. Then I did something that you were never expecting. I firmly planted my tongue in your little rosebud of an ass. You were overcome with a wave of newfound ecstasy. This feeling was new and exciting, and man did it feel good. I knew this from your

“almost” orgasm, but not yet. I wasn’t through with you. After I pulled away I rolled you onto your back, legs cartwheeling through the air like an erotic gymnast until you rested solidly on the edge of the table. You used your heels to grasp my shoulders and pull me in. this time I would oblige you because we had the same thing in mind. On came a barrage of kissing and sucking that drove you to the edge. Now you were ready, no more teasing.

I licked you and sucked you until your legs were fastened securely around my head. I could hear your muffled cries of pure ecstasy as you had your first of a few orgasms. I knew just how to tickle all the right places during each sensory overload. As I felt every passionate spasm clenching around my tongue, I tasted the sweet rewards of all my hard work. Out of breath and drunk with absolute nirvana you laid there limp as I started with a shower of soft gentle kisses from your stomach all the way until I reached your inviting lips. After being lost in each others kiss for what seemed like an eternity, the next wave began. This time it was my turn…

(more to come)

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