I Want You Horny - The Conclusion
We met him at the pool hall, it's not your typical pool hall, it's a chain of pool halls that are popular here. They all have the same atmosphere with very friendly staff.
He was sitting in the lounge area where he said he would be, he smiled and stood up when we walked in the door. My wife had dressed after he left our place. He said he had some stuff to do, but would love to meet for a drink later, he chose this place.
And yes, for those of you wondering, he left her horny, just as he had said. (see previous post)
Now she had on a short black tights, that came to her shins, and low cut blouse which offered a great view of her breasts, especially if she bent over at all. She was bare legged, except for an ankle bracelet and a pair of black high heels, slide on ones with open toes. She looked like she was, a horny hotwife, going out. Her pouty lips were very visible between her legs, she wasn't wearing any underwear.
They hugged, I stood back as his hands roamed over her body ending on her bum, which he caressed.
"Ah you look great" he said, smiling at her.
"Thank you" she replied.
"Are you still..." he raised an eyebrow.
"Horny?" she finished his question. "Yes"
"Good, perhaps we can do something about that."
"Here?" she asked, it was her turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Here." Was his answer. I smiled, this could get interesting.
The waitress came by and took a drink order from us. We sat down on the lounge chesterfields and waited until she came back.
She returned with the drinks, as I paid her, Bill asked if the room was ready.
She looked away from me to him for a second and said, "Yes, go right in, whenever you want."
She smiled at me, took the change as a tip and headed back to the bar.
"Shall we?" Bill asked, standing up in front of my wife, holding out his hand which she took.
He led us to the back of the bar, I noticed several of the customers watching us, particularly my wife, who looked so slutty. I wondered if they knew what we were doing, but at this point didn't care.
Bill led us to the bar party room which was equipped with a pool table and several couches, a couple of dart boards hung on one wall, and there were framed posters of pool being played on the walls. He closed the glass paned door after we entered.
"We won't be bothered back here." he said, taking my wife in his arms and kissing her."Ever been fucked on a pool table?" he asked.
"No, can't say that I have." she answered, "But there is always a first time." They kissed some more and her hand reached out, passing me her purse. I took it, then laid it down on a chair by the door. I looked out through the glass doors, but no one was around. I could see a corner of the bar from where I stood and the patrons had gone back to drinking, apparently unconcerned about us.
When I turned back, her blouse was undone and her soft boobs hung in plain view, Bill's hands teasing the nipples. She was leaning back against a pool table, but assisted him as he eased her blouse off over her shoulders.
Next came her tights, which he pulled down to her knees, exposing her carefully shaved cunny. She slipped off her shoes and he pulled the tights down over her feet, tossing them aside. She was nude. He told her to put her shoes back on, which she did, sliding into them.
She stood in front of him nude, smiling, "Now what?" she asked.
"Turn around and bend over my dear, I am going to fuck you of course." He dropped his pants at the same time and his hard cock came free. She looked at it and then back at him, licking her lips. But she didn't hesitate, she turned around and leaned over the pool table, he spread her legs apart a little and moved in between them.
She moaned as he slipped inside of her, she was wet and ready, his first thrust was deep and from the sound of her, very enjoyable. I stood and watched as he wasted no time banging her hard. I wondered if the bar music would drown out the sounds of her moaning and crying out, but really didn't care, it was so erotic, watching her, nude, spread over the pool table, her boobs hanging down, their pale color a contrast against the green felt of the table top.
They continued for several minutes, his hands on her hips, pulling her back to meet his thrusts, and she cried out with pleasure at every one of his deep thrusts until he voice raised and she came, crying out loudly, gasping and moaning, begging him to give it to her hard.
He gave her what she asked for, pounding her hard, I watched and listened to the sound of their bodies joining together, their laboured breathing and the words the spoke. It was about then I noticed a bar patron, standing outside the door, he wasn't saying anything just watching. He realized I saw him but didn't move, the scene before him was too much to give up.
I turned back in time to see Bill pull out of my wife, shooting his load over my wife's bum and lower back, before sliding it back between her legs for a few more thrusts.
When I looked back to the door, the patron was gone.
Bill pulled his pants back up and did up his belt. My hotwife laid across the pool table panting, murmuring how good that felt.
"I'm glad to help." Bill said, then turning to me, "Aren't you going to fuck your wife, she is waiting for you."
I dropped my pants and slid between her legs, my cock finding her open cunny with no effort. I slid inside and fucked her hard. She moaned and worked with me, bucking against my thrusts. I didn't last long before I came hard, my knees felt like they were going to buckle beneath me, but I stayed up cumming inside of her.
She moaned and talked to me, telling me how good I felt, but I knew she was done cumming, Bill had done just too good a job.
We left shortly afterward. Several of the customers in the bar stopped to watch as we walked out. I am sure some were watching because they knew what had just gone on in the party room, but several were watching because Bill had taken her tights and ripped them in two pieces, telling her she had to walk out in just her shirt and shoes....
Fortunately the shirt was fairly long, and from a distance looked like a short skirt....oh what a day....
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2 comments:
I really like playing pool. But this is a better game.
...speechless. I've never wanted to see a woman I was with being fucked by another. But I could fuck another man's woman on a pool table. Hot!
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