Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ________________________________ 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. _________________________________ Pool Sharks (FF, D/s, oral, anal, toys, rough, caution) (C)Copyright 2004 - Shakes Peer2B shakes_peer2b@NONOsbcglobal.net (remove 'NONO' from the above address to contact me) /files/Authors/Shakes_Peer2B/ http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?name=Shakes_Peer2B ________ 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.) _____________ 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.