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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If 
you're not both of those, don't read it.  Characters in a FANTASY don't 
get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't 
use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't 
live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional characters in my stories 
are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what 
they do - someone could get hurt.

While the characters in this story are based on real people, their 
actions are figments of my dirty little imagination.

This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site. You 
can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information intact, but 
if you make money off of it without my permission, you're breaking the 
law and pissing me off.
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Pool Sharks (FF, D/s, oral, anal, toys, rough, caution)
(C)Copyright 2004 - Shakes Peer2B
shakes_peer2b@NONOsbcglobal.net
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http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Shakes_Peer2B/
http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?name=Shakes_Peer2B
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I was channel surfing the other night, and happened to catch a women's 
championship pool program.  In this set of games, Allison Fisher, a 
slender, attractive blonde with short hair and a very intense 
expression, was battling it out with Jeanette Lee.  Jeanette is a 
willowy Amer-Asian with long, straight, black hair, wearing an 
expression of serene contemplation as she plays.  Allison seems a little 
older than Jeanette, but not much. Allison won that match, and my 
imagination got to working overtime: two attractive women, those long, 
phallic pool cues...  Hmmm!  What if they had a side bet going...?

(Please note that the author does not know either of these women, nor 
has any reseach been done into their backgrounds, histories, or 
personalities.  This is truly, 100% fiction - pure speculation on the 
part of the author.)
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The nine ball thunked into the corner pocket just as the cue ball rolled 
softly to rest against the rail. Allison smiled broadly, raised both 
fists into the air and turned to accept her acclaim from the crowd. It 
had been touch and go for a while, but when, after Allison's last 
superbly played safety, Jeanette table scratched, her three-rail shot 
just missing the two ball, Allison knew she had it won.  With cue ball 
in hand, she took her time about planning the shots that would run the 
table out, and positioned the cue ball perfectly to set up the sequence.

The sound of that nine ball dropping had sealed Jeanette's fate.

As she passed her defeated opponent, Allison whispered, "Later, bitch!"

Jeanette's serene features blanched for a moment as she recalled the bet 
she had allowed herself to be goaded into making.

Later that evening, Jeanette stood nervously outside the victor's Hotel 
room and knocked timidly.  Then, throwing her shoulders back, she 
knocked more firmly. Timid women don't get to the finals.  She had made 
the bet, and she would see it through.

The door opened and Allison visually devoured her victim for a few 
moments before barking. "Strip! Right now! Or do you want everyone on 
the circuit to know you welshed on a bet?"

Jeanette felt the protest rise within her, and with superhuman will, 
stifled it.  Keeping her face as serene as when she was playing, she 
reached back and slid the zipper of the black satin gown down to her 
ass.  She had known the terms of the bet, and though she hadn't expected 
to start before she was in the other woman's room, she wasn't going to 
give Allison the satisfaction of seeing her sweat.

The gown puddled at Jeanette's feet and she stepped out of it, standing 
in the hallway in only her four inch black heels.  In the heels she was 
about the same height as her blonde opponent.  She started to remove the 
shoes but Allison's command stopped her.

"No! Leave them on for now! You look quite delicious in them!"

Jeanette straightened and resisted the urge to cover breasts and groin 
with her hands. Once again, Allison's predatory gaze swept over her. 
Jeanette felt a certain pride standing there. She could see that despite 
her best efforts, Allison had not been able to prevent a little bulge 
from growing on her stomach, while Jeanette's, sweeping down from her 
firm, high breasts, was still as smooth and taut as when she was a teen.

Other thoughts were on Allison's mind. Finally, after all those weeks 
and months on the tour, she had this snooty little chink bitch where she 
wanted her!  The deal was no injury, but a lot of pain could be 
inflicted on a person without causing injury!

The elevator door pinged around the corner, and Jeanette waited tensely, 
praying the older woman would not leave her standing here in full view 
of whoever was coming.

Allison, as if reading her mind, waited until the sound of approaching 
voices neared the corridor before snapping, "Pick up that rag and get in 
here!"

With no time to spare, Jeanette scooped up her dress and stepped inside 
the apartment just as the voices rounded the corner.

"Dayum! 'Djou see that?" she heard from down the hall.

"See what?" another voice answered.

"Some nekkid chick just..." the voice was cut off as Allison closed the 
door.

Wearing a hungry expression, Allison circled her victim, practically 
salivating over the trim, luscious figure. That long, silky black mane 
would make a perfect handhold for all sorts of things! Jeanette's firm, 
elongated buttocks were most assuredly going to get their fair share of 
attention, and those perky tits would feel the sting of her wrath before 
the night was over, that was for sure.  It was that oh-so-perfect pussy, 
though, with it's one small strip of almost straight hair, that she was 
most looking forward to abusing!

"Kneel, you chink whore!" Allison ordered through clenched teeth.

"I'm not a chink!" Jeanette couldn't help herself, the words just came 
out, "And I'm not a whore!"

"You're anything I want you to be for the next twenty-four hours, slut!" 
Allison hissed, "Now kneel!"

Jeanette clamped her jaws shut with effort, and got down on her knees 
before the blonde woman. She looked up with anticipation and dread. It 
was going to be a long night!

Grasping a handful of her temporary slave's lustrous black hair, Allison 
jerked her head back and kissed her passionately on her gasping mouth. 
Much to her surprise, Jeanette's lips melted under her assault, and 
their tongues dueled passionately!

Well! THIS put things in a little different light! Allison quickly shed 
the fluffy robe bearing the hotel's logo and once again using Jeanette's 
hair as reins, planted her blonde bush full on the beautiful 
Amer-Asian's face.

"Eat me, slut!" she hissed, "Put that whore tongue to work and make me cum!"

Jeanette had not wanted the imperious blonde to know her secret, but the 
kiss had almost undone her, and now this!  Trying not to put too much 
enthusiasm into it, the black-haired beauty tentatively extended her 
tongue, tasting the other woman's juices the moment her damp pubic hair 
made contact. Inhaling deeply, Jeanette let her breath out with what she 
hoped was an exasperated sigh, then dug in for real.  The older woman's 
aroma filled her nostrils as her nose buried itself in the moist slit. 
Her pink tongue separated Allison's folds and dug deeply for the seeping 
membranes of her sex.

Woman-juice flooded her mouth as Jeanette dutifully lapped at the tender 
flesh before her, trying hard not to let the pheromones subsume her 
consciousness. Allison rode the beautiful face of her rival for several 
long minutes, treating herself to three lovely orgasms before she took a 
handful of silky black hair, and dragged her defeated opponent to the 
pool table in the middle of her suite.

Flinging the naked girl over the edge of the table, Allison hissed, 
"Stay there, bitch! I'm going to get you warmed up for the big scene!"

Taking two cues that she had prepared ahead of time by slipping condoms 
over the thick ends, Allison pulled a chair up behind her victim.

"Open wide!" she cracked, as, without preamble, she shoved the latex 
covered butt of one of the cues deep into Jeanette's pussy! To her 
surprise, it slid in easily on Jeanette's internal lubrication! The 
bitch was enjoying this mistreatment!

A feral grin spread across Allison's face as she positioned the second 
cue just above the first, in the pink, crinkled crater of Jeanette's 
rosebud.  This time, Jeanette shrieked, as with no lubrication, the 
second cue plunged deep into her ass!

Fortunately, on the outstroke, her internal fluids provided some 
lubrication for the invading pole, as seated comfortably behind her, 
Allison began fucking the unfortunate Jeanette with both cues.  Like a 
kid with a new toy, Allison experimented with depth, angle, and sequence 
in plying her victim's nether holes with the two cues!

In spite of her earlier resolve, Jeanette found her body responding to 
the dual penetration of her most private orifices, her moans soon filled 
the apartment.  Allison plunged both rods as deeply as they would go, 
then took the ends of both in one hand and rotated them in large 
circles. Jeanette's cries dissolved into incoherent gurgles as her guts 
were shifted and stirred within her.

Jeanette's hips circled in concert with the cues as Allison toyed with 
her, playing her like a stick puppet. Jeanette, in spite of herself, was 
overcome by the feelings aroused in her guts that radiated from her 
pussy and ass.  With a low groan, she came around the twin rods, much to 
Allison's amusement.

"Don't move, slut!" Allison hissed, rising from her chair.

To keep Jeanette in place, she moved her chair closer and jammed the 
ends of the cues into the angle between seat cushion and back, ensuring 
that they would stay deeply imbedded in Jeanette's body.

The massage table was almost the same height as the pool table - only 
slightly higher.  Allison pushed it up against the end of the pool table 
and went to the wall to retrieve another of her prepared items.

"Up here, on your stomach sweetie!" Allison purred, feigning empathy 
with her defeated rival as she pulled the impaling cues from Jeanette's 
body, "I'll take your mind off of what those nasty cues have done to 
you...  That's right baby. Now slide backwards just a bit... A little 
more...  That's it, dear, now let's see you make frogs legs - put the 
soles of your feet together.  Good! You're such a GOOD little slut! Now 
just hold that position..."

Allison took the pair of cues she had set aside, that were connected at 
their small ends with a short length of plastic tubing, and went behind 
her toy.  Jeanette's luscious buttocks and dripping pussy rested just on 
top of the rail at one end of the pool table as Allison made her final 
preparations.

"Now dear, spread your feet apart a couple of inches..." Allison 
instructed solicitously, "a little further... that's perfect baby!"

With a wicked leer, she thrust the joined ends of the pool cues a couple 
of inches into the dark-haired girl's dripping pussy.  The butts of the 
cues were just a little wider apart than a pool ball, tapering to about 
an inch of separation as they entered Jeanette's tunnel like a pair of 
train rails.  Allison made sure the cues were stabilized against the 
inward-turned soles of Jeanette's feet, then busied herself pulling 
balls from the pockets of the pool table.

Jeanette, more fearful of the solicitous Allison than she had been of 
the bitchy persona, waited anxiously, face down on the massage table, 
her lower half hanging over the pool table, positioned as Allison wanted 
it.  She had no idea what Allison had in mind, but it was likely to be 
much more fun for the blonde than for her.

With all nine balls loosely lined up across the center line of the 
table, Allison asked sweetly, "Ready dear?"

Without waiting for an answer, she used her breaking cue to smash the 
cue ball into the first ball in line. The cue ball stopped in its tracks 
as the other ball shot between the ends of the connected cue sticks, 
and, riding them like a ramp, smacked into the loosened entrance to 
Jeanette's pussy, lodging several inches inside!

Jeanette gasped in pain and surprise as her vaginal gateway was suddenly 
widened beyond anything it had yet experienced!

"Oh, you BITCH!" she shouted at Allison.

Her blonde tormentor just smiled and powered the second ball up the cue 
stick track, to follow the first into damp interior.

The second ball collided with the first, stopping in its place, but 
driving the first even deeper. Shocked at the double impact, Jeanette 
came in spite of herself, her juices pouring down the shafts of the 
joined sticks!

"Now don't move dear!" Allison admonished, as, with the help of a little 
reverse english, she slammed the next three balls up the track in quick 
succession, sending Jeanette into another jolting orgasm as the balls 
impacted each other and the balls already embedded in her tender cavity!

"That's five, sweetie!" Alliso sang, "Only four more to go! Let's make 
the best of them, shall we?"

WHAM! The next ball rocketed up the paired cues, clunking wetly against 
the previous ball inside the hapless girl.  Jeanette felt the balls 
rearranging themselves inside her, spreading sideways to make room for 
the new ball.

BLAM! Allison fired the seventh ball after the others, and Jeanette 
shrieked as it caught its predecessor only a glancing blow before 
ricocheting against three others as it sought its niche inside her!

Jeanette was moaning continuously, only raising the volume and pitch as 
each new ball hurtled up the cues to slurp through her opening and click 
against its brothers!

Allison's feet left the ground as she put every ounce of strength into 
the shot on the ninth ball. SPLAT! Too high! The ball left the rails and 
bruised the poor girl's perineum!

"Ah well!" Allison sighed, "Everybody misses once in a while!"

So saying, she repositioned the balls, changed her angle just a bit, and 
once more put her entire weight into the shot. With a slurp and a muted 
series of clacks, the last ball burrowed deep into poor Jeanette's 
abused vagina!

Removing the cue stick track, Allison cautioned her defeated opponent to 
remain where she was.

"Now it's MY turn!" she laughed, as Jeanette wondered what further abuse 
the blonde could possibly heap on her.

Staying out of Jeanette's sight, Allison strapped on a large black 
dildo.  She clambered onto the pool table behind her victim and said, 
"It's so kind of you to wash my balls for me, Jeanette!  Now all they 
need is a little agitation to be sparkling clean!"

'Agitation!' Jeanette thought with alarm, 'How is she...'

Before she could complete the thought, Allison plunged the black phallus 
deep into her already full pussy, stretching, stretching in all 
directions as the balls slithered and slid aside to make room for the 
huge dong strapped to her opponent! With inordinate glee, Allison 
plumbed the depths of Jeanette's sore pussy, swiveling her hips around 
and around to maximize the effect.

Jeanette lost it! As the balls rolled and tumbled before that massive 
phallus, pushing and stretching her, her mind blasted asunder as spasm 
after spasm rocked her body! Allison, taken by surprise, but delighted 
at this unexpected turn of events, let loose with her own orgasm, 
holding nothing back as she ratcheted back and forth within her victim!

Pleased, but not yet satisfied, Allison tore the dildo from Jeanette's 
abused pussy, and aimed it at the target she'd had in mind all along. 
As the huge rod forced its way into Jeanette's anus, the balls 
rearranged themselves once more in the poor girl's vaginal cavity 
accompanied this time by the agony of her overstretched asshole!

"Oh shit!" Jeanette cried, "You witch! You absolute goddamn demon! 
ARRRGGH! Which corner of hell spawned you, you, you medusa-headed bitch!"

Allison's laugh tinkled in her ear as, with glee, she fucked the poor 
girl's ass unmercifully! She could feel the vibrations from the 
collisions of the balls on the other side of the thin membrane through 
the shaft of the phallus that was seated firmly on her clit! Delicious!

Allison bit down on Jeanette's shoulder, as, harder and harder, she 
fucked the poor girl's distended ass. She was done playing - now it was 
time to get down to business. What a sensational business it was, too!

Jeanette's beautiful buttocks began rising to meet the rampaging plastic 
cock, and a low rumble issued from her chest. Each caught up in the 
primitive passion of the moment, driven by the other, but lost, each in 
her own little universe, the two women drove each other higher and higher!

Allison, finally overcome, slammed once, twice, three times into 
Jeanette's resilient buttocks, shrieking her climax as her body went 
rigid, trying to drive that plastic phallus as deep as it would go into 
her dark-haired lover!

Jeanette's rumble rose in pitch to a supersonic squeal as her own orgasm 
overtook her! Her pelvis slammed itself against the invading pole, and 
her abdomen clutched, shooting a stream of balls, one after the other, 
across the green felt of the pool table, to carom wildly from rail to rail!

"Goddamnyougoddamnyougoddamnyou!" Jeanette mumbled into the pad of the 
massage table, not sure if she was cursing Allison, or herself.

Gingerly extracting herself from the other girl's ass, Allison panted, 
"Give me back my balls and go back to your room.  I don't think we're 
going to top THAT tonight!"

Jeanette rolled over, and with a little concentration, and the help of 
her fingers, extracted the three balls remaining inside her.  On wobbly 
legs, she dragged the fabric of her dress over her head and got it 
zipped most of the way up.

As she stumbled toward the door, Allison said, "Dixie Classic's coming 
up next month. Same bet?"

Jeanette shot her a sharp look, and replied, with a tired grin, "I'm 
betting there's room for an entire fifteen ball rack in that worn out 
old pussy of yours, bitch!"

Allison's evil grin was her only answer.

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