"I hope you don't think I've been neglecting you, Sue," said Don. "It's just that you came at a bad time. All this business and the day bartender in the hospital. Appendix, the doc said."
"Don't worry about it, Daddy. Cat's been showing me around. This is a really neat place to hang around, too. I sort of like it here."
"Uh, yeah. I'm sure she's told you all about the way it works, too. Just don't get involved, you hear? When your mother divorced me, I had a hell of a lot of bills to pay off. And this was the easiest way for me to do it."
"Don't get so uptight, Daddy. There's nothing wrong with this. At least I don't think so. It's not as if you were pimping or anything like that.
And it's certainly not a whorehouse. If it were, Cyndi would have cleaned that joker out a long time ago."
Susan looked over at the corner pool table. The same man was back, trying one more time to win Cyndi for an hour.
"Yeah. If that dude had sprung the money for a whore, he'd be ahead. As it is, he's my best customer. He's spent a hundred times what he would have if he'd been out on the street. Better in my pocket than some pimp's. And Cyndi gets pretty good bets off him, too."
"See, Daddy. You're not a corrupting influence at all. And being busy just shows what a success you've made of the place."
"It hasn't been easy, believe me. Since your mother decided I was a no-good bastard…"
"Don't start on that, please. I know what you're like. It's just that you and Mom are on different wavelengths, that's all."
"Yeah, maybe that's it. It just seemed like we were always arguing, and about such idiotic things. Oh, damn," he suddenly said. "I got to get back and tend to the bar. You can handle things here, I guess."
Susan smiled innocently. She saw something she'd just love to handle.
He'd come walking into the pool hall a few minutes earlier and was looking around for someone to play pool with.
She wasn't going to disappoint him. And the way she played pool, there was little doubt who would win.
As her father vanished behind the bar, Susan quickly went over to the man. She studied him and decided she liked him even more than she'd thought she might. He wasn't too much older than she. He couldn't be over twenty or so. Brown hair stylishly long but not too long. She thought the guys with the ultra-long hair looked like queen.
But what turned her on the most about him was the muscles. This guy had arms on him that could crush her. And she was determined to find out exactly how it felt, too.
"Hi, I'm Sue. Want to play?" She paused for a moment, enjoying the way the bulge in his jeans suddenly grew. She hastily added, "A game of pool, that is?"
"Uh, sure. What'll it be? Eight ball? Rotation?"
"Rotation? Oh, is that the one where you put the balls in the little diamond and try to sink the nine ball?"
"That's it."
He was obviously taking in the full extent of her charms. There was no way he could miss them, in fact. The blouse she had on was just a little too small for her.
And she wasn't wearing a bra. That was one of the first things he noticed after he got past the way her tits bulged out of the opened neckline of the blouse.
"Uh, by the way, my name's Joe. I, uh, don't remember seeing you around here before."
"New." Susan decided it was best not to mention that the owner of the place was her father. It could only cause complications. And just looking at Joe was making her crotch begin to water again. She needed cock. And lots of it. The lezzie lovemaking with Cat had been nice – it had taken the edge off her hominess for a while.
For a while.
It was back in full force now. And Joe looked like just the stud to take care of that deeply buried itch she was feeling in her cunt.
"You break."
The game was quickly over. Sue missed two easy shots and Joe ran the table. The grin on his face showed that he wasn't the least bit repentant about beating a newcomer to the game. His cock was telling him this was exactly what he'd came in for.
"Well," Susan said, "You win. You're a good player. And I missed a couple really easy shots."
"You said you're new around here." A horrified thought had crossed his mind. What if she was just someone who'd drifted in off the street? What if she wasn't one of the regulars around here who played by the rules?
"Yeah. But don't worry. I know the way it is around here. You don't plunk down five dollars a game without the chance of getting something worthwhile in return, right?"
"Right!"
Without another word, Susan turned and walked toward the stairs. Joe almost lost it then and there. Watching the seductive wiggle of her ass was a real treat. And the way her jugs bounced around, he could just imagine what they would be like popped into his mouth.
He hurried after her. Putting his hand on her butt hurried her up the stairs a little bit. Susan quivered at the thought of what she was about to do. It wasn't right – not really. It was almost prostitution. But hadn't he beaten her at a fair game? It wasn't rigged and she knew what she was getting into.
But her father would kill her if he ever found out.
The answer was simple: Don't let him find out.
"In here okay?" she asked.
"With you, babe, anywhere is okay!" Joe quickly answered. Before Susan could say another word, his mouth crushed down brutally on hers. For a moment, she stiffened, resisted.
Then she melted like butter in the warm summer sun. Her lips parted and let the man's delving tongue enter her mouth. She couldn't figure out what was turning her on about him the most.
His strong arms pulled her body powerfully against his. And he was solid muscle – except for the stiffening rod between his logs. She was sure his cock would be nice and hard, rock hard, by the time they were ready for that. But his tongue was well trained in erotic acrobatics.
It caressed and stroked back and forth and drove hard against hers, driving it back into her mouth. She duelled with the tongue for a while, then simply relaxed and let him do all the stimulating.
Even his droopy mustache was getting to her. She didn't much like mustaches – or so she'd thought before Joe came along. The hair tickled and stimulated her unlike anything else she'd ever found. The way it worked feverishly against her upper lip made her even more eager for him to get on with the preliminaries and fuck her.
She needed his cock – bad.
His hands began working all over her body. They seemed to be everywhere.
Stimulating, stroking, tweaking – she was being turned into a quivering mass of flesh unable to stand.
He let her sink to the floor. As she went down, he magically removed her blouse. She didn't know how he did it and she didn't care. Just being naked for him was enough.
Soon, his mouth was all over her boobs, his face buried between the twin mounds of her young tits. His mustache tickled and made her shiver in reaction. But it was his mouth slowly working its way up the snowy slopes of her left boob that made her quiver with ill-suppressed lust for the man.
His mouth left a trail of saliva all the way up the perfectly shaped tit. When he came to the top, he let his rough tongue drag over the bumpy plain of her aureole. The coppery surface was broken by the up-jutting of her erect nipple. Already filled with blood, it was hard and throbbing.
Sucking it into his mouth threatened to set off an orgasm in her loins.
She felt her crotch pouring out its fuck fluids. She had to have cock.
It had been too long. This was marvelous. She wished it could go on forever, his mouth moving relentlessly all over her tits. But she wanted a prick stuffed up her steamy cunt.
Breaking off from the man for a moment, she gasped out, "Please! I… I don't…"
He looked up, surprised. He almost shouted, "You goddamn cockteaser!
What do you mean you don't want to?"
"No!" she hastily said, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean that! I want your cock. NOW! Not later. Now! Fuck me!"
She almost ripped off her jeans in her haste to get totally naked for him. Her gleaming flesh was exposed for his lusting gaze. The momentary anger faded as he saw how eager she was for his prick. He thought he understood her need then.
"Okay, baby, you asked for it. And here it is!" He stripped off his own pants to reveal a fierce red bludgeon of a cock. It jerked and throbbed with life. Every time his heart beat, it danced around in obvious lust.
Primed and ready to dip into her cunt, the cock had an almost hypnotic effect on the girl.
She couldn't take her eyes off it. The purple tip was huge. The entire shaft was monstrous. His dick was a good nine inches long. It was everything she'd hoped it would be – and more!
"You wanted it, you'll get it. On your hands and knees like a bitch. I'm going to fuck you like a dog!"
His words sparked electric responses in her. She quickly obeyed. She made sure her lily-white ass was poking straight up into the air. And her pussy lips were slightly spread for his easy entrance up her cunt.
She didn't care how she got his cock as long as she got it!
She shivered again as she felt his hairy thighs pressing into her smooth asscheeks. His hands were rough and hard, callused. She loved it. As he stroked back and forth over her smooth-skinned body, he was muttering,
"I never thought I'd find a chick like you – ever! You're the prettiest, horniest chick I ever seen!"
His hands moved under her body and began working on her dangling tits as if they were the udders on a cow. He started milking her. The blood was pulled down into the tips of her jugs until she was sure her nipples would explode.
But that wasn't the only place his rough, wonderful hands went. He probed her crotch and quickly found her cunt. The feel of his rough finger stroking back and forth on the tender little spire of her most sensitive flesh set off her climax.
She thrashed and bucked around. But his hands held her firmly into his crotch. He wasn't going to let her escape. Not yet. His cock was beginning to feel neglected. His balls were tight and churning beneath the long rod. Now it was time to enter her and fuck her cross-eyed!
She screamed when his cock pistoned into her. He speared her dead center. The blunt tip of his dong parted her pussy lips and seared past the gently scalloped inner cunt lips. And then he was surging all the way up her twat. When his balls smashed into her body, he knew he was buried to the hilt.
Only then did it strike him how hot and impossibly tight her cunt was.
If he'd fucked into a virgin cunt, it couldn't be much tighter. The pressure on his fuck stick was almost too much for him, it was as if he had screwed his way into a vise. And the jaws of the vise were tightening down all around his cock.
And the heat! He was being burned to a nubbin. He was certain her cunt was burning his dick off. There wouldn't be anything but a charred stub left when he finished.
But what a way to go!
He gasped and straightened up. The action sent his cock wiggling another fraction of an inch into her cunt.
When Susan felt this, she rammed her hips back. She wanted as much of that throbbing cock in her belly as she could get. Nine inches. Nine inches of extreme pleasure reaming her out.
And she wasn't going to let it escape from her twat, either. She tensed the muscles in her stomach and felt her cunt collapse around his dong.
She could feel the contours of the lovely prick inside her. The broad arrowhead of his prick spread her delicate inner tissues to the breaking point. He was not only long, he was thick.
The girth of his cock was making her faint. She'd thought it was only in the cheap gothics that the heroine could faint from getting screwed. Now she knew better. She was weak and watery in the knees. Her arms would barely support her.
She collapsed and rested her head on crossed arms. The sweat was pouring from her forehead. That cock in her twat was too much for any woman – and she sure as hell wasn't going to share it with anyone! She was going to enjoy as much of it as she could. Wiggling her pert ass ground the cock even farther up her cunt.
Her entire body felt like a string stretched out and ready to be plucked. And when it finally began to vibrate, it would sing the sweetest song ever – the song of a well-fucked woman!
He started pulling his cock out of her clutching cunt. She didn't want him to do that. Tensing her muscles even more, she tried to stop him.
She was greedy. She never wanted that cock to leave her hot cunt.
But her own body betrayed her. She was oozing out a fantastic amount of love juice. The slippery cunt juice let his prong move slowly back down the channel it had originally surged up.
There was an obscene smacking noise as he pulled his dick free. And she felt the incredible emptiness return. Her cunt was empty. Her poor little pussy was being neglected. But before she could complain, she felt the head of his cock pressing apart her pussy lips again. The plum-tipped end of his cock worked its way back into her cunt.
And this time, he didn't race up her snatch. It was a slow entry. It made every nerve in her body come fully alive. She was shaking as if she were having a fit by the time he was buried balls deep up her cunt again.
And this time, he didn't linger. He immediately began pulling out. She used her muscles to stop him. He grunted. She secretly reveled in the knowledge that her tight, hot cunt must be giving him at least as much pleasure as his cock was giving her. But again, she couldn't hold him inside her very long.
He slipped out amid another flood of cunt juice.
She found her voice. Begging, she said, "Hard! Deep! I need it hard and deep. Give it to me as fast as you can, oohhhh! Ummmm, yesss!"
He had picked up the tempo of his fucking. But he was adding a lot of other things to it. Not content with just cramming his pecker into her hot slot, he was massaging her back muscles. He was tracing out each and every bone in her spine. Each touch was like a live wire. Her back arched as she purred like a contented cat being scratched. And this drove her ass back into his groin.
His cock went even deeper up her velvety twat.
"That what you… want?" he muttered. She could tell he was having a hard time controlling himself. She could feel his cock expanding inside her juicy quim. It was pulling her inner membranes in all directions.
And she was certain that meant he was going to blow his wad at any instant.
She didn't want that. She wanted him to really fuck her. She wanted to feel the burning friction of his cock all along her cunt walls. She had to have her loins exploding with pleasure.
She had to!
"All the way! Stick it in all the waaaaaay! Ohhh, unnngghhh!"
No longer able to restrain himself, the man started fucking the gorgeous young girl. Faster and faster, he drove his hips forward. He became a piston. His flesh burned. He felt the clutching walls of the cunt begin to lose some of the frothy lubrication as the friction between his cock and her pussy walls built.
Soon, he lost all track of what was happening. His entire world was the joy hole he was so avidly fucking. He felt the tip of his cock turn warmer. The warmth slowly worked back until his entire length was on fire. The gripping little pussy he was fucking added to the heat. He might as well have been shoving his cock into a blast furnace.
When the surging heat made his balls, he erupted like a volcano. His hot jism splattered out and all over the pussy walls surrounding his prick.
The touch of his white-hot cream was all that was needed to ignite the teenager's climax. She felt the liquid goo all over her twat. And the driving, hard cock continued fucking all the while it was spewing out its load.
She came.
Shrieking, she bucked and humped her ass back into his groin. She tried to take as much of him into her as possible. Her hips shook from side to side. Her entire body was caught up in the fucking frenzy.
Together, they rammed together. His cock seemed to be made solely for her twat. They wore made for one another. And they rocked together until their passions were sated.
Exhausted, Susan collapsed forward onto the floor. Her entire body felt limp, fulfilled.
She said, not bothering to look back at Joe, "That was marvelous. You've got the biggest cock I ever saw! And when it's in me! I can't begin to tell you how it excites me!"
"You're not so bad yourself. Your little pussy is tighter and hotter than any I've ever found!"
"You mean that?" she asked, excited. Having this powerful man think she was a good fuck was about the most important thing in the eighteen year-old's world at the moment.
"Damn straight, I do. And you know something?"
"No, what?"
"I hope to hell you never learn to play pool!"