In her short skirt and tight top she was smoking hot and she had legs that went on forever. The tip jar was overflowing now that she worked here and that was always a good thing. He watched her now, as she attempted to play pool. She was meant to be putting chairs on tables but had got distracted as she picked up a cue. She wasn’t very good at it, which was making him laugh. When she heard him laughing, she looked at him over her shoulder.
“What’s so funny, Max?”
“Nothing, Marie. I was just watching you try to play pool.”
“Oh, yeah,” she said, with a gleam in her eye, “Why don’t you show me how it’s done?”
“Okay. Why not.” he said, and made his way around the bar.
Marie got a little excited. Ever since she had clapped eyes on Max she had wanted him. She had tried so hard to get his attention but he just wasn’t interested. She had wondered if he was gay, because it wasn’t often she was ignored. With her big breasts and tiny waist guys were always coming on to her. She’d never had to chase someone before.
He picked up a cue, “Okay, first of all, you stand like this.” He stood feet apart with one knee slightly bent,
“Then line up your shot, know where you want the ball to go and hit it.” He made the shot and potted the ball.
“Sure, that looks easy enough.” Marie said, bending over she tried to hit the ball. The cue slid across it and the ball went backwards. She looked at him sheepishly.
“Oops.” she said biting her bottom lip.
“Okay,” He walked behind her, “Like this.”
He clasped one of her hands on the cue and bent with her as she aimed for the ball. Moving her arm back, he helped her hit the ball.
She wiggled her arse against him as she cheered.
His dick sprang to life.
She must have felt it because she wiggled some more and looked over her shoulder.
“Show me again, Max.”
His mouth dried up a little.
“Okay.” he managed to croak. He repeated the move and she wiggled again as she cheered.
‘Fucking hell‘ he thought, as his dick jerked in response.
“Am I standing right?” she asked suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Max looked down and saw that she wasn’t. “Bend one knee.” he said.
She bent the wrong one and gave him a wicked smile, “You should show me.”
With his heartbeat thumping in his ears, he bent down and shifted her legs until they were in the right position but instead of standing up again, he stayed where he was and ran his hands up her legs. He could feel them begin to shake a little as her breathing got heavier, taking this as a sign that he wasn’t out of order he moved them higher up. He worked his fingers in a slow teasing circle as they reached the tops of her thighs. His breathing was rapid and his dick throbbed inside his jeans
Marie’s heart thumped in her chest as it rose and fell quickly. His fingers climbing her legs were making her wet and she silently pleaded with him to finish his ascent and get to where he was going.
He was shocked to find her not wearing any panties and the thought that she had been like this all night almost had him coming on the spot. He pushed his finger inside her, finding her soaking wet. He had no trouble pushing a second, then a third in as she began to move against his hand. He plunged and twirled until she began to moan loudly.
“Max,” she purred, “Fuck me, Max.” her voice rose in pitch, “Oh my god, Maaaaax…” she screamed as she came, flooding his hand.
Her fingers scraped the table as her body began to shake, violently. She pushed down on his fingers as her pussy muscles sucked and clamped on them.
He slowed his pace as the orgasm ebbed, he gave her a few moments to catch a breath before he undid his jeans, freed his dick and slammed it into her.
He went balls deep on his first thrust, forcing all the air from her lungs. He slid back until he was almost out and then slammed into her again. He held her hips, tight, as he slammed into her over and over again. Getting more excited with every thrust, he reached around her and ripped her t-shirt down the front, exposing her breasts. Finding them bra-less had him thrusting so hard he actually moved the table. He grabbed on to her breasts and squeezed. They were so big, her nipples were already rock solid. He took them between his fingers and rolled them, pinching them hard.
“Oh fuck, yes!” she cried. “Harder!” she begged,
Max wasn’t sure he could fuck her harder. He pulled out of her and spun her around, he pushed her back onto the table and lifted her legs, keeping them closed. With one hand he held her and with the other positioned himself, ready to enter her. He moved his dick around in circles teasing her, and as she was about to beg him to fuck her, he thrust into her again.
Her eyes sprung open as she looked at him, “Fuck yes,” she said.
He let go of her legs letting them fall to his shoulders as he grabbed her hips and fucked her as hard as he could. Every thrust had the table moving slightly and the balls rolling around.
Her screams had his mind reeling and watching her breasts bounce around made him more excited. He reached out and placed a finger on her clit. Running it in slow circles he watched as Ecstasy crossed her face and her breathing got out of control. Gripping it between his thumb and forefinger he nipped at it, rolling it to the left and then right.
Her orgasm hit suddenly and her screams echoed through out the hall.
“Fucking hell,” she screamed as she sat up quickly and bit his neck. Digging her nails in, she dragged them down his back.
It pushed Max over the edge and with a couple of hard, deep thrusts, he exploded inside her. His orgasm felt like it lasted forever. His dick spewed in to her relentlessly and all he could do was hold on until it finished.
“Max?” Marie said,
“Yeah?” he all but managed.
“Thanks for the pool lesson.”
He laughed. “Any time.”
