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Between play the guys took turns to chat her up. She played along and
gave each the idea that maybe they had a chance.
Benny with
the blonde hair?
Dave who had the most amazing biceps?
Chris with the stud bar through his eyebrow?
There was
Jezzie
, a tall black guy and Craig who was probably the
oldest in the party. Then there was Dean, the first to be ruled out of the
game. She decided to abide by the rules herself. Dean was out.
Unlucky for him.....and her.

She enjoyed the heightened tension within the group as they jostled for
position next to her. She felt so horny knowing that their hungry eyes were
prowling over her body, gorging on her thighs, playing over her breasts; trying
to look down the open cleavage and see more of her luscious conical breasts
(someone had told her once that they were unique and incredibly sexy). She knew
her nipples were hard and visible through the thin material. Dean’s hazel eyes
were fixed on them. She made the most of sliding around on the stool and
crossing and uncrossing her legs. Had they seen her? Did one of them catch a
glimpse of her soaking brown thatch of pubic hair? All the time she was
formulating the plan in her head.

Another guy missed his shot to howls of derision from the others. More
beer was consumed and the guys got rowdier and more suggestive with her in
their midst. Then another missed his shot and the mathematics were just right.
It was time to put her plan into action. With three players left she slipped
down off the stool and reached across the table before the guy called Dave
could take his shot and snatched up the white cue ball from the table. A
cacophony of protests followed. She held her finger to her lips until they all
hushed.

“Ok boys.” she said quietly “let’s make this game a little more
interesting!” She swept away all the balls bar four and placed the white back
on the table.

 “
Here’s the new rules
! You use the black
ball as the cue ball and you have to
pot
the
remaining balls” They all started to talk at once and she had to hush them
again.

“So, we’ve got Dave, Craig and Benny left in the game.” She continued
making sure she had the names right. “Go for it boys and see who pots which of
the remaining three balls, the brown, the white or the pink”

Dave started first, but it was several minutes before one of them
managed to
pot
a ball, alcohol and nervous excitement
was starting to affect their judgement.

Then finally Benny potted the white ball.

“Normally I’d lose a point for that” he said bewildered, shrugging his
broad shoulders.

“Just wait ‘til the end of the game” she said huskily, planting a kiss
full on his lips, much to the delight of the watching crowd. “I’ll explain when
all the balls are down”

Deftly Craig followed, immediately planting the pink sweetly in the
side pocket. It took Dave another three shots to finally squeeze the brown into
the bottom corner pocket.

“Ok!” Benny called “So how do we tell who won?” the voices were raised
again and she waited patiently for the din to die down.

“All three are winners!” she announced to their puzzled faces. She felt
the swell of anticipation grasp her body, stifling her breath and her clitoris
was literally pulsating at the thought of what she was about to do.

“Benny put down the white ball.” she smiled broadly displaying a pearly
white set of teeth. “He gets to fuck my mouth.” she announced to a crescendo of
approving cheers. She was exhilarated by her own effrontery. How could she
stand there before this rabble announcing her own fate?  She took a deep
breath.

“Craig put in the pink ball. He gets to fuck my pussy.”

Wild whoops and yelps chorused around the room. Again she waited for
calm.

“Dave potted the brown ball” she said, feeling her cheeks burn as she
prepared for the unimaginable conclusion to the sentence. “He gets to fuck my
ass!”

More noise followed and the winners were being slapped on the back as
the nervous laughter rippled around the room. She held out her arms offering
herself to the three stunned faces of the winners.

“So, do you
wanna
fuck me or not?”

No further invitation was necessary. Dave scooped her up in his thick
strong arms and spilled her down upon the green baize of the snooker table. A
whoop of noise rose up as she landed with some abasement, legs akimbo, skirt
askew and attention drawn to her dark bush. Craig and Benny leapt up onto the
table and unceremoniously tugged her blouse off over her head. Her pert breasts
sprang free to reveal her hard stiff nipples. Dave now clambered onto the table
and single-handedly lifted her up and turned her over, balancing her across his
strong arms. It was getting a little rough now and she was just starting to
enjoy herself. From her elevated position in his arms she watched as Craig lay
back on the table and pulled his stiff cock from his trousers. Benny unbuckled
his belt and dropped his trousers to his ankles. His circumcised cock was
already rigid too and she wondered at its size, not sure that it wouldn’t have
been put to better use elsewhere.

Dave then swung her around in his arms and lowered her down onto her
hands and knees over Craig’s prostrate body. Before Dave had even released his
grip, Craig had clamped his mouth over one of her breasts and was zestfully
sucking on an erect nipple. Benny knelt down before her and offered up his cock
to her mouth. She took it without pause closed her red lips around its girth
and drew the hard yet silky flesh into her mouth.

Below, Craig had now found her cunt and was sliding the head of his
tool along the length of her slit trying to locate his target. Her wetness was
not making his task any easier and she had to use a hand to guide him in. She
sank down onto him and drove his hot stiff cock into her as deep as she could.

Sucking desperately on Benny’s swollen glans; she twisted her tongue
around his engorged helmet, taking in as much of him as she could. Craig was
holding still beneath her and for a moment she was puzzled. Then behind her she
heard the sound of Dave’s zip and felt his strong hands grasp the globes of her
buttocks. A loud cheer of encouragement went up and several pairs of hands came
to his assistance holding her cheeks wide apart. The head of Dave’s cock nudged
against the puckered entrance to her anus. She felt him pressing against her
several times, pushing harder each time. She suddenly wished she had some lubrication
handy but Dave made the most of the moisture that had been steadily dripping
down her thighs since she entered the room and with a short, sharp burning
sensation he drove into her. In response Craig thrust hard into her pussy to
meet the spasm of her muscles and Dave pressed home his solid length.

Her mind swam with a myriad of thoughts. She tried to picture herself
up on that table. What must it look like? How fucking horny was she? What was
she capable of? If only she could take another cock somewhere else! She wanted
it. She wanted to be fucked mercilessly. Her clitoris throbbed and her heart
pounded in her chest as she savoured the sensation of the three probing cocks
filling her. It made her feel slightly light headed. She was stretched in every
orifice. Struggling to take them all at once but determined to see it through.
It was what she wanted. What she deserved she told herself.
You want to be a
slut?
A whore?
Then taking it you bitch and stop
whining!

Then suddenly all thought was lost to her as the three started to fuck
her in earnest, building a combined rhythm. She could hear the gargled groans
of pleasure that emanated from her as if from some far off distant place as
Benny thrust his massive organ deeper and deeper into her throat and Craig and
Dave pounded against her body in alternating savage thrusts. Her head swooned
as she felt the cock in her arse testing her, stretching her while Dave’s groin
slapped hard against her buttocks as he drove his manhood home in long, slow,
thrusts. In contrast Craig was pounding furiously into her pussy, awash with
her juices, crushing his groin hard against her clitoris trying to penetrate
her deeper and deeper still. All the while she salivated over Benny’s wide rod,
lashing her tongue and attempting not to gag as he grasped a handful of hair
and held her head now rocking his hips back and forth.

Hands ranged over her body, grasping at her breasts, pinching her
nipples, stroking her thighs. For a moment she opened her eyes and saw the
lustful faces surrounding her, gorging on the sight presented before them. She
was squealing now, almost like a pig. She didn’t know how much more she could
take but she knew she never wanted it to stop.

Suddenly Dave clutched her buttocks with his powerful fingers and thrust
harder and deeper than he had before. She knew at once what was happening and,
at the same time as feeling his hot cum splash the walls of her passage, an
almighty orgasm of her own exploded from somewhere deep inside her. Her
contractions tipped the balance and she felt Craig’s pounding length suddenly
break
it’s
rhythm and spit his thick ejaculate into
her womb. Risking her balance she grasped the shaft of Benny’s tool and sunk
it’s
bulbous head into her throat, sucking deeply. A second
later she felt him stiffen and then buck in her mouth. His contractions ran
through her fingers and she swallowed hurriedly as his warm salty load filled
her mouth.

She collapsed in a heap on the table and for a few minutes more prying fingers
helped themselves to her most intimate places whilst she gasped breathlessly,
waiting for her body to recover and her composure to return. She was heedless
to their touch, too exhausted to respond or refuse them.

A riotous round of applause rang around the room and as her finally
found
herself
able to focus on her surroundings again.
She slowly brought herself up into a sitting position.
The baize is fucked!
She thought to herself with a chuckle as she watched cum dribble out from
inside her onto the green cloth. Her tongue probed at the salty taste on her
lips

“Ok!” she said, still short of breath “Now for the runners up prizes!”

It was two days prior,
laying
in
bed together on Sunday morning that they had discussed their next “session”.
Last time had been Danny’s turn. This time it was hers and as they rolled
around in the sheets together getting turned on they talked over ideas that got
their juices flowing. Danny breathing in her ear had suggested she give him
some ideas.

“That’s easy, you know what I like! Just tie me up and blindfold me and
whatever you come up with will work for me.” She giggled into his chest,
sliding her body over him and trapping his stiffening cock between her
thighs.  Her mind went back to their last “session” when she had taken
Danny out on a train journey and, finding a semi empty carriage she had given
him a blowjob as they stop/started through the suburbs all the way into the
city. Fortunately it hadn’t been too busy and she’d managed to keep him from coming
until the train was approaching the final station.

On Monday they were sat in the kitchen when Danny had said he had a
plan.

“Tell me!” Michelle purred.

“Well, now you know that’s...” just then the front door pushed open and
the postman poked his head around the door forcing Danny to stop mid sentence.

He shuffled in and dropped some letters on the table in the hallway.

“Morning Alan.”
Michelle called down the
hallway to the postman. They were used to Alan letting himself in and dropping
the mail off on the hall table. He had been their postman for six years and
they trusted him. Danny would often have a drink with him down the pub. He was
fairly good looking but quite shy. He had an odd shuffle too when he walked
that always made Michelle chuckle. He would shuffle in, drop the mail and
shuffle on out again without disturbing them. Occasionally she would invite him
in for a cup of coffee but Alan would only take her up on the offer if Danny
was at home.

Alan was in his forties she guessed but she joked that he was older by
the way he shuffled everywhere, never seeming to feel the need of a change of
pace. He turned and smiled at the pair raising his hand in a wave.

“Morning, just a couple of bills I’m afraid.
Nothing
exciting.”
He chuckled to himself and shuffled out of the door again
closing it gently behind him.

“So?” Michelle said watching the door close “What have I let myself in
for tomorrow?”

“Well,” Danny said taking up where they had left off “I went on line
and ordered a very nice new toy for you from that website we looked at.” She
raised her eyebrows “and it should be here tomorrow. So I have a few plans –
which I’m not going to let on to before you ask – but I think you’ll like it.”

Michelle giggled. “Is it the one I was looking at?”

“I’m not telling. You’ll have to wait and see.”

“But aren’t you out tomorrow? You have to pick up that part for your PC
don’t
you?”

“Yes, but it should only take about 20 minutes. And anyway, that’s
factored into my plan.” He said with an edge of deviousness.

“And what am I wearing for this?” She asked.

“Whatever you choose.
You won’t be leaving the
house.” He said. “This is strictly at home and in private.”

The next morning after showering Michelle came down the stairs to find
Danny already in the kitchen. She was wrapped in a towel and Danny was quick to
put his arms around her and let his hands wander beneath the folds of material.

“So, how do you want me?” Michelle asked.

“Ok...” Danny pondered, standing back to look her up and down. “I’m
gonna
go for the black basque and stockings”.