Pool Hall Blues
Lisa a 37 yo mom, who after a brutal divorce lost custody of her daughter. The courts agreed working at a pool hall from noon till 2 am was no way for a child to be raised. Her ex husband gave her enough money to buy the almost run down place, and if not for Lisa’s personality and well body, the place might have gone under totally.
Lisa stood 5’10” 138lbs. And had an amazing body, 36G-26-36, her platinum blonde hair hung to her shoulders, and her blue grey eyes could lure any one in. Lisa enjoyed her life but did miss her daughter, her visitation rights were given by her ex, he didn’t want their daughter not knowing her mother.
Lisa often held tournaments for the regulars and anyone that walked in off the street , to shoot rounds of pool and wager what they could. But Lisa was unbeatable so it seemed. She knew shots that would make Willy Masconie stare in wonder. She knew she could beat most anyone and well winning helped keep the lights on. Plus what she made on drinks, every now and then either a local or a stranger passing by would shoot a few rounds then ask Lisa if she wanted a game, it didn’t take one for them to regret taking her on.
Lisa not having much responsibility at home would often leave the lights on long after she should have closed, but growing up here she knew the sheriff and as a result no one bothered her about the sale of beer or booze after hours.
One Friday night Lisa hosted one of her tournaments, she would smile and laugh at the locals who considered trying her skills, some did it to clear the tabs they had trouble paying, only to be in her debt even deeper. Anyway around 9 pm there was a break in the action every one was laughing, and carrying on as they drank their beers.
Lisa was busy serving and tending the bar, she was dressed in her denim shorts a loose flannel top tucked in with a white tank top under it stretched to its limits. Her deep veiny cleavage was swelling to be free. No one noticed initially with all the talking going on, but a woman strolled in carrying a black case thin and obviously holding a pool cue.
Her red hair was up and her denim shorts showed off her long muscled legs her red flannel top tied in front and her black Lycra top under, was stretched to the straps limits holding her veiny bust and tight cleavage. She saw no one was shooting pool so she silently took a seat at a booth and waited for some one to ask her order.
Lisa was told the woman was seated , she walked over with that country girl smile and charm, “what can i get ya honey”. The redheads name was Cora, she looked up and despite the flannel tucked in and covering a fair amount of her bust, Cora certainly noticed how Lisa looked over her bellowing breasts.
Cora inhaled and leaned back a bit making Lisa look into her veiny tight cleavage swelling, “I’ll have a beer and a double of bourbon.” Lisa breathes in “ok anything else?”. Cora smirks “yeah when is this so called tournament start, my cue here is hot for some action”.
Lisa raises a brow, “your a player ?”. Cora smiles “oh honey i am not just a player but i can wipe these folks off the table one at a time, even their best one”. Lisa arches “that so? Well tell ya what, its gonna start up in about 5 minutes and i can promise you , you will see who the best player is and don’t be so sure you can beat her. I’ll get your drinks”
Cora a 35 yo. Redhead made her living playing pool table championships and taking players money as a ringer in these less known tournaments, at 5’11” she had a body to rival and equal Lisas. 36G-26-38 her red hair when down hung just past her shoulders, so when ready to play it was up out of her way. Slowly everyone’s at the bar took notice of the voluptuous redhead and a few were joking with Lisa how she was being rivaled.
Lisa just smiled and replied “yeah right in your dreams “ but her eyes kept looking to the red head sitting idle as the table opened up again. Lisa brought Cora her drinks and Core softly asked, “whats the buy in honey?” Lisa saw who was up and replied, “$250 for the first round, you lose your off the table “.
Cora opens her purse and pulls out a roll of $100’s, she counted off $300 and told Lisa to keep the change, then asked “if i win when do i face your best?”. Lisa feeling the tension between them,”why don’t you worry about them before you bite off more than you chew sugar “. Cora licked her lips, ‘well i met the buy in am i up first ?”.
Lisa smiled she knew the next player up wasn’t great but he shot some good pool. “Sure let me tell him.”
Lisa shouts to the guy at the table “hey Pete the new girl is up against you “. A few people smirked and chuckle as Cora stood up, but when she eased the cue from its black satin bag and connected it, a few mouths dropped open,
Cora swaggers over and chalks her cue, tells Pete to rack them, he does and takes the bracket off. Then like a lightening strike Cora breaks , the balls roll every which way and before they knew Cora sank three balls off the break.
She smiles with evil delight as she saunters to the cue ball, and she purrs “wanna raise the stakes handsome?”. Pete nods sure another two hundred good?’. Cora lays four hundred on the table and smiles sweetly “if thats all you got”.
Before anyone could react Cora ran the table and took Petes money, she looked over at Lisa, “well whose next honey? I wanna play”. Lisa looked at Pete, his face was both shock and frustrated, Lisa looks at the ranks and calls another guy up, he walks up and looks at Cora and drops four hundred dollars on the table, Cora match’s it and another two hundred, now playing with Petes money.
Cora readies to break, the stick sliding between her breasts and creases her top, she looks at her competition, “are sure sweetheart?”. He nods “just break darling”. Cora shakes her head once no then a loud clack rings out , again the balls roll about but this time Cora sinks 4 balls and runs the table her competition never got a shot off.
Cora grabs the money and fans herself as she stares at Lisa tending bar. He same situation goes on till there are no players left for Cora to to beat. Cora looks to Lisa “so sweetie is that the best this place has?”.
Lisa dries her hands and saunters from behind the bar”you haven’t played the best honey, rack em”. Cora sets the table and Lisa breaks , like Cora she sends te balls in all directions and as she starts to run the table, she misses a shot.
Cora sways to the cue ball, she smiles and looks to Lisa, “i was so hoping you would give me a better game, how about it can you MATCH, me? What’s say an even grand hmm?”.
Lisa gets flushed in the face, but everyone knows she the best shooter, she swallows “fine” grabs the money from the till slaps it on the table, Cora with all the confidence slowly lays 1500 on the table, she looks at Lisa as she slides her cue stick across her confined breasts, her nipples stiffen and tent. She sees Lisa notice and she purrs “i love competition you know what i mean “. Cora takes her shot and suddenly is running he table, till she sinks the eight ball, she walks to Lisa breathes in deep and her fingers pick up the cash.
As she counts it she purrs to Lisa , “well sugar your five hundred short, you owe me, wanna go for double or nothing, or you got my money?”. Lisa looks around everyone’s face is pale as they never seen Lisa miss or lose. She storms to her office grabs another thousand , lays it on the table.
The five i owe you and another five i beat you this round”. Cora counts out twenty five hundred “last chance sugar sure you wanna try me?”. Lisa mad now “rack em and lets get to it”.
This time Cora breaks and she licks her lips slow at Lisa then slams the cue ball into the rack, she sends balls about the table this time she sinks all the solid balls and as she saunters by Lisa she purrs “i hope you can pay up sugar or at least find me some real competition”.
Cora with no care lines up the eight ball, and lightly sends it across the table. The cue ball just taps the eight ball and sinks it. Lisa face red now drops her shoulders as her patrons shake their heads no. Cora takes the money off the table then stands a hand on her hip, her cue on the table. “Well sugar you still owe me pay up, or we can go again if you think you can beat me”.
The few patrons left tell Lisa to quit now, but Lisa has her pride, she gets her three thousand out, sets it on the table and racks the table. Cora saunters to the bar and pours herself a triple bourbon , she sips it”hope you don’t mind me helping myself , after all you owe me”.
Cora swallows her sip slowly then lays it five thousand on the table , she looks at Lisa “you sure about this ?”. Lisa is breathing heavy, the last few patrons shake their heads no at her, but she looks at Cora breasts slowly lift and lower as she breathes smiling ready to break.
Lisa says, “let me ask you something, if i lose i am broke, if i win i am up and you owe me right?”. Cora chalks her cue, “sure we can play it out anyway yu like all night , or you take your last few and walk away”.
Lisa sees her patrons leave, she follows them to the door and assures them she will win it back, then locks the door, she shuts off the outside lights and returns to Cora. Cora leaning on the table looks u, “something on your mind?”’. Lisa nods “yeah i am curious your a great pool player but are you as big a betting girl in other games?”.
Cora smiles, “name it sugar but keep in mind your low on funds before you take me on make sure you can afford to play”. Lisa hands to her hips walks to Cora, “how about for two grand i make you orgasm before i do hmm?”.
Cora looks up then says , “there it is, your jealous i match you,you could have saved yourself money and self respect just starting there sugar, I’ll take that bet.”
Cora places two grand on the table and Lisa does the same, then Cora takes apart her cue stick and places it in her bag then walks to the table, “so name the game “.
Lisa starts to undo her flannel as does Cora then slowly both women undo their jeans shorts and wiggle them down and step free, standing in their thongs and tops they stare. Lisa clears her throat, “two gran first to cum loses “.
Cora arches off the tables edge “ok but i want one little extra prize for the winner of course”. Lisa “name it”, Cora in an almost sexy hiss, “loser pleasures winner to orgasm and owes other five more grand agree?”.
Lisa breathes in “your on”. The two women step closer, each slides a knee on the pool tables edge, opening their womanhood to the other. Slowly they each eases her hand between the others thighs. Their eyes locked, they breath a bit heavier , then both let out a soft moan as they feel the others fingers enter their warm moist pussies.
They start pumping their fingers and palms clap against their wet folds. Deep breathy moans start as they stay eyes locked. The empty room echoes moans and wet pumping. Lisa eases a grin “ohhh nmmm you bitch your gonna cum do it let it go”.
Cora is slowly undulating on her rivals two fingers, uuunn unnnn mmmm uuuhhhyou bitch fuck!”. But as Lisa gets her confidence up pumping her rival faster, its Cora who sinks a third finger in Lisa and as she pumps she uses her thumb on Lisa’s clit wet and engorged .
Lisa feel it her mouth drops open, her eyes start to roll back. Cora demands she look in her eyes . Then Lisa feels her entire figure quake and tremble, Cora groans, “uwww mmmmcum bitch you cant fight it ‘. Lisa shakes her head wildly screams NO NOOOOO OHHHH GOD YESSS YESSSS UUHHH UHHH FUCK I AM C..C..CU..CUMMMMMMMMMING FUCK YESSSS’’!!!!.
Cora smiles as Lisa has to pull hand from her rivals wet pussy. She can barely get a word out but manages “stop oh god stop”. Cora eases her fingers out of Lisa, drenched in her rivals juices. She turns and sits on the tables edge watching Lisa finish her orgasm.
Then she takes hold of Lisas hair pulls slowly forcing Lisa to her and between her glistening thighs, she groans “kneel and make me cum whore”. Lisa kneels ,her hands cup the muscled thighs and her face sinks down. Her tongue out as she starts by sucking on Cora’s clit then kissing and eating Cora.
Cora arches her back her hand behind her as she pulls Lisas face in tighter. Suddenly Cora is gyrating her hips, her eyes shut she feels the entire body quiver,”uuunnn unnn mmmmore oh fuck yess yesss nmmmm Mae me cum yess yesss yess. fuck i am cummmming Yesssss!.
Cora arches and lays back on the table top , her thighs sliding up and down slow as she smiles, ‘nmmm your a good pussy pleaser honey, but you owe me more cash”.
Lisa rises face red and wet she wipes her face with a bar towel, knowing she really cant pay the debt she hisses to Cora, “yeah well i wanna go triple or nothing”. Cora grabs a drink smiling, “name it honey i love to gamble”.
Lisa breaths in deep, “tit to tit for it all, and loser is milked and worships winners tits”. Cora smirking, “add in and a facesit and another 5 to the pot and you got yourself a fight”.
Lisa gulps “your on lets get to it”. Cora and Lisa step to an open area between the bar and the table, without a word Cora removes her flannel then pulls the Lycra top up over her head. Her round heavy firm breasts slip free and drop to a sexy sway, smiling Cora tosses her clothes to the side, she poses hands on hips then swells her mighty G bust at Lisa “well i am ready an so are my girls”. Her hands caress around her veiny breasts slowly.
Lisa follows suit, then caresses her firm round pair , both arch with confidence and pride. Lisa in a hiss, “ok i am ready and so are my girls, lets get it on”.
Within two steps they meet and flick nipples as they glare , then Lisa presses her breasts head on into Cora’s, slow but firm, “uunmmm fight my tits”. Cora smiles and slowly presses back, Lisa a soft huff feels Cora’s breasts. But as Cora presses closer in she feels a soft moan leave her lips, “nmmmmm ohh”. Cora does a sexy hip roll then firmly drags left to right and back.
Lisa feels her rivals breasts, “uunnnmmff” . She doesn’t wait though , instantly she starts to drag the opposite way. Now both women start to find a rhythm, and they widen thighs and begin to try to force each other back in retreat. But as they do their heels click along the wood floor as they twirl about as one.
Their breathing is matched and the soft moans of arousal fade to heavier and more competitive panting. They both look between them to watch the effect their breasts have on the others. But not seeing any substantial shift or effect has both flustered and they get more firmer pushing and dragging . Perspiration starts and their breasts glisten as they bulge and balloon and slide against the matching pair.
The heavier breathing sounds give way to heaving pants, as the moist clops, claps and thwack of their meaty fleshy globes collide. Lisa pulls her shoulders back and starts to take control of the fight, she swats, pulls and jams her breasts harder into Cora’s. Cora a bit stunned purses her lips as she feels her rivals tits start to make her own shift and move and get ironed out on her own body,”uuhhhh uhh mmmffff bitch cmon “. Lisa huffs “fight my tits you bitch”.
The busty duel goes on and on seesawing in each woman’s favor for a moment or minutes. After one full hour of no stop tit to tit action, Cora suddenly is arched against a pool table then Lisa leans in and on her more. Finally she pins Cora’s back to the table and climbs up on its edge and starts to pound, sway and crush her breasts down on to Cora’s,
Cora can only shake her head as her breasts are bing battered and crushed. Lisa presses down as her breasts smear atop Cora’s she whispers “ready to give hmm or you wasn’t my tits to hurt yours more”?. Cor shakes her head to say no but her pursed lips explode open, “OHHHH FUCK OK OK I GIVE MY TITS GET OF THEM”!!.
Lisa drops her tits a few more times then sits up looking down at Cora over her proud breasts, then she slides off her rival an smiling counts her winnings . As she does Cora sits up, “not so fast bitch, i want a shot to recoup e my money , say triple or nothing ?”.
Lisa had over 10 grand in hand, she looks at Cora side saddling the pool tables edge, Lisa turns whats the bet and the fight ?”.
Cora holding back emotions “triple or nothing, you and me right here on this table pussy to pussy how about it bitch?”. Lisa sets her winnings on the table most of which was Cora’s money she was playing with. Lisa knew if she lost , she would owe Cora more than she had , but Lisa liked her odds.”ok bitch fuck fight on the table 69 as well whoever is forced to orgasm the most till she can’t go on deal?”.
Core smirks “agreed get up here bitch”. Lisa squirms up on the green felt , they sit up face to face thighs spread and knees bent up. Cora sets her right heel in a side pocket over Lisas left thigh, Lisa does the same opposite Cora.
They smile in self pride but their eyes say they hate each other. Their engorged clits in full view ads they scoot closer together. Both try to fight the arousal about to be driven into them. Closer and closer they inch their warm wet pussies together till finally both women seem to electrocuted SS they drive their hips firmly together tits pointed up as heads roll back.
Nearly in an instant they start to rub their wet folds and clits as each churns her hips in a circular pumping motion. Panting breaths begin as they sit in near silence and only the wet slushing of their hot pussies mixing juices is heard between them. First Cora then Lisa as they pump and bump call out, “uuuhhnn uhnn yessss cum you whore , your there slut take it and cum”.
Faster and faster their steady rhythm has them making their pussies wetter, and the folds seem to seal, as they clits look to make other reach orgasm. Both women are enjoying the feeling yet need to make the other weaken.
Amid the hot pool room the moans and panting, and wet slurping fill the quiet dense air. Faster and faster they undulate, but heave with frustration and determination.
The sexual duel continues well into the night and early next morning, as their duel continues each has made the orgasm 4 times, they are exhausted and their muscles quiver for thirst and sweat, and over use.
They both refuse to give and the atmosphere out side slowly turn from dark to grey light. The sun begins to rise. Finally from just outside the pool hall a scream is heard. One of them as finally given up.
As the pre afternoon sun bakes don on the building one the local police sees the lights still on, he walks in and sees the women but he is in awe. On the pool table lyes Lisa, her thighs spread ,glistening juices glisten off her thighs. Under her the pool table felt is soaked, her chest and belly heave from exhaustion.
Hair matted face still red. At the bar Cora stands, hair matted , thighs. still soaked and weak kneed, she writing on paper. The officer asks what is going on. Cora turns to him her round breasts heave up and down.
Cora proudly says , “her and i had a little wager, she lost there is a new owner now, so if you do me a service and get her out of my establishment”. Cora walks to get her bra and blouse, she puts everything on , takes Lisa’s bra, then pushes a copy of the agreement on Lisas sweaty breasts as she says. “Its all mine bitch , now get of my place .
Cora walks out to her car, she drives to her hotel and takes a shower, after she goes to sleep.
Lisa is helped up by the officer, she weakly stands and the officer helps her to her car. He assures she ok to drive . She nods yes , he leaves then as she starts her car she cries.
Finally she slowly pulls away, that afternoon a crowd of construction workers pull in and start to refurbish the bar and pool hall. Outside a sign is put on the roof, that reads “Cora’s Place”.
The End
