Written by TwistdPrincss
15 Sep 2013
My Game, My Rules.
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I meet you for drinks one night, you see me wearing a low cut top with a jacket over the top, a short skirt and knee high boots, you come to kiss me on the cheek as you say "Hello", "Down boy, wait until your invited", you hear me say as my hand comes up to stop you. You try to buy me a drink but I stop you again, "I can buy my own drinks boy, now go set up a pool table like a good little boy." I come back to the table just as you have finished setting up, you reach for the cue but I take it from you and you watch me as I slowly bend down, my low my skirt riding so high you can almost see my ass. You come up behind me and try to touch my ass but I slap your hand away, I stand and look you in the eye, you see a hint of a smirk on my face, "No touching unless your told boy, you will learn sooner or later, sooner would be better" I say...
You und the other end of the table so you can't see my ass as I bend over to take my shot again, but instead you see my breasts almost jump out of my top as I lean down to take my shot and you can't stop staring I slam the white ball and make a good clean break. I stand up and walk round the table to give you the cue, "Keep your eyes in your head boy, they betray you." You take your shot whilst I'm leaning on the table beside you, I'm so distracting you miss your shot, I take the cue from you and bend over right in front of you, I'm so close you feel my backside as it grazes your cock, you try to move away just as I try to take my shot and I miss. I turn round and face you, my face just an inch from yours, you lean in to kiss me, then you feel my hand grip your member tight and you pause uneasily, "If I wanted you to move boy I'd have asked you to, this is my game, my show and you will play by my rules, do you understand? You can only nod your head, unsure of what to say, I can feel you growing harder within my hand...
I let you go and you try to take the cue from me, "Uh uh it's my turn boy, you are responsible for that miss it's my turn again," and with that I move round the table again, you see my breasts nearly jump out of my top again, you try to focus on the shot but your eyes come back to my breasts again. You see them bob slightly as I take a breath before my shot, I sink my ball and then stride around the table towards you, watch my legs as I walk, I bend over in front of you again. Your harder than you were and I feel your hard on as it presses against my ass, you want to move but try to still, I take my time with this shot and you can't hold the position any more, a slight movement as you rub your hard on against my ass, I miss cue again. Instead of standing I step back this time and push my ass against you. You grab my waist and pull me up to hold me, I spin around quickly and slap your face, your hands drop but now your hard on is pressing against my stomach, I can feel it throbbing I ignore it, "What did I tell you boy? No touching unless your invited, now sit on your hands since you can't be trusted not to touch!" You do as I have told you, then you feel my hand as it sneaks down your pants, I grab hold of you and give you a little tug. I let you go, then you reach for the cue until you see the look in my eyes and quickly put your hands back under your ass, I wander round the table again and you watch as my skirt sneaks up a little higher, my ass is just peaking out from underneath and theres no panties in sight...
You feel your cock straining at your pants aching to be set free, you keep your eyes on my ass as you watch it slightly sway as I get into the right position, I slam my shot and as you stand I turn round to look at you, you can see I'm not about to give you a turn and quickly put your hands back under your ass and sit down, I take that as a win and giggle a little to myself and shimmy round the table. I'm standing right in front of you yet again, I bend over, you feel me press my ass to your rock hard cock but this time I don't take my shot I stand back up and turn around, "Move your stool a little closer boy," so you shuffle it forward a couple of inches. I move to stand with my legs either side of yours and bend over, your hands are itching to come out, my ass is literally rubbing against your cock now as I get into position, I wiggle just that little bit and I feel you throbbing member against my wet pussy now. I take my shot, I miss but I don't move your throbbing so much I'm enjoying it, I wiggle again and you shift your position. I finally stand and toss the cue on the table. I grab my drink and scull it down, pick up my bag and your still sitting there watching me waiting for some clue as to what I'm up to, "Boy, get your ass over here, after that performance I need to teach you a little lesson in manners!" You jump up and go to walk beside me as we leave, I sneak under your arm and my hand goes into your back pocket, I give your ass a little squeeze, you arm impulsively goes to my ass I slap it and bring it up to my waist, "Will you ever learn?"