The Wrong Bar at The Wrong Time

by Minty

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Teenagers, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Heterosexual, Fiction, Gang Bang, Orgy, Interracial, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, School, .

Desc: Sex Story: It's our first holiday from college and my girlfriend and I depart on a long drive to a nice holiday cottage. We decide to have a break from driving, but obviously choose the wrong bar, at the wrong time.

"Honey, I need a break, we've been on the road for hours!" whined my girlfriend.

She was right. We had been driving for six hours without a break and I could have done with a bit of a leg stretch. It was going to be a long day and filled with driving if we were to get to the hotel by midnight, but it was not a good idea to drive such long stints without a short break.

"Ok, we'll stop at the next place on the road, but we can't be there for more than half an hour otherwise we'll never make it to the coast."

My girlfriend Katie and I were in our first year of college and this was our first trip together. A week together at a little cottage in a small seaside village. It was going to be great. We were both 18 and we had been together for about eight months, having met during the first couple of months at college. We had both lost our virginity to each other a month after we met in our dormitory rooms and sex was great, but we were always scared that other people could hear us through the paper-thin walls and therefore we were really looking forward to having a week of isolation 'exploring' each other without fear of our friends hearing through the walls! I glanced over at Katie and smiled at the thought of being able to let loose and finally have unconstrained fun with her. She was gorgeous and had done quite a few modeling shoots going through highschool, doing adverts for some major clothes companies. Her special looks came from the fact that she was Eurasian with a Chinese mother and a Swedish dad. In fact, I always thought she looked a lot like a cross between Katie Holmes of Dawson's Creek and Kristen Kreuk from show Smallville, although my Katie was a lot taller than Kristen at 5'9''. I took my eyes off the road for as long as I could, to admire her long brown hair, her golden tan and her cute-as-hell face. She had one of those faces that could guys to do anything she wanted with one cute puppy look. The clothes she was wearing for the trip also caused my cock to twinge. It wasn't revealing or anything but she was wearing jeans, brown suede boots, a white shirt and a pink sleeveless cardigan on top. She looked like the perfect angel... my angel.

I concentrated back onto the road ahead, my mind miles away picturing Katie naked, lying next to me in bed.

"There's somewhere ahead! We can stop there." Cried Katie, bringing my daydream to an end. There was a lone building on our side of the road and as we approached we saw that it was a bar. Parked in front were several big trucks and a few Harleys. I wasn't sure I liked the look of this place.

"Lets stop at the next place, this bar looks a bit rough and rowdy. Maybe there's a diner where we can stop and have a bite to eat further down the road" I said.

"Aw, come on Steve, we've been on the road for hours and this is the first place we've passed for ages. There might not be anywhere else down the road, we're in the middle of nowhere you know!" Katie pleaded with her cute voice and gave me one of those disappointed puppy looks which she knew I couldn't resist.

"Oh, ok. Whatever you like gorgeous... but if it's really rough in there, then we're going"

"Yay!" she smiled.

We pulled in front of the building and got out of the car. I gazed at Katie's cute tight ass as she walked beside, but slightly in front of me. Her 36C breasts were hidden behind her shirt and pink jumper but I imagined them exposed as we walked inside the building. It actually wasn't too bad inside. The decoration was pretty old with an old red stained carpet, a dozen or so tables, a long wooden bar and two pool tables in the corner of the room. There were about 30 men inside, most of them looked like truckers, just quietly sipping a drink on their own. There were a five or six bikers at the bar chatting up a couple of women who looked like they 'worked' out of the establishment attending to visiting perverts, and four truckers playing on one of the pool tables. A couple of the bikers stopped chatting and looked our way as we came in. The four truckers playing pool made a couple of comment and pointed our way, laughing and then got back to their game, with smiles on their faces.

"See baby, it's not so bad in here. We can stay for a couple of drinks and then continue, ok?" My girlfriend said, as she led the way to the bar in front of us.

"I guess there's no harm in having a couple of drinks here" I said as I approached the bar and asked the barman, a big black man, for a couple of drinks.

We sat at the bar and soon Katie was sipping her vodka and orange and I was sipping a well-earned coke. I began to relax and realized how tiring long distance driving can be when Katie suggested we play a game of pool. We wandered over to the empty pool table and began to set up. We were both fairly good at pool, as our college bar had a pool table that we spent a lot of time playing on. Who has time for studying when a students life is already so busy! The four truckers paid little attention to us as we played, but we were watching them and giggled quietly to each other as we saw bad shot after bad shot. Obviously these guys spent a lot of time on the road and little time playing pool.

One of the guys, a fairly skinny guy with a moustache, probably mid-40s, took a shot, and the cue completely missed the queue ball. Katie sniggered, trying hard not to laugh, but it was too late and the skinny guy had heard. He spun round, staring intensely at Katie.

"What are you lookin' at?" said the skinny man angrily. "You guys think you're so good? It's not like you've been getting' every shot."

"Er... sorry... I... er... we... didn't..." Katie stuttered.

I stepped towards the man, who by now was joined by his three friends. I didn't want to start a scene. Two of the men were young and fairly big, whereas the fourth guy was probably in his 50s, and had white hair and a beer belly, but was still a big guy and could do some serious damage.

"Sorry, we don't want a fight or anything. Please don't be offended. My girlfriend and I are from out of town, and were just passing through. We'll go. I'm really sorry." I said as I tried to defuse a situation which could easily escalate.

"That ain't good enough" said the younger guy with the muscles. "We weren't playing our best 'cos we've had a long day driving our rigs. If you hot shots think you're so good, then put your money where your mouth is. A hundred bucks for the next game"

I didn't want to get involved, but we had a little time. 'I could do with an extra $100' I thought to myself. I doubt how these guys could win us with their game so bad, even if they weren't so tired. I glanced over at Katie who looked back and nodded gently at me.

"You're on", I said, as we moved to their table and the guy with the white hair set up.

"My name's Bobby-Lee" said the young muscled guy. "That there's Jimbo", he said, pointing at the other young guy. "TJ", pointing at the skinny guy, "... and Dave", gesturing towards the old man.

We politely said hi and introduced ourselves and they nodded back. We got down to business and started the game. The four truckers improved and we could tell they were trying. There were some pretty good shots too. Unfortunately for them, although mid-game it looked like they had begun to improve, we still thrashed them.

"Sorry guys" Katie said as she put her hand out in front of the guys. The men grumbled as they each took $25 out of their wallets and pockets and slapped the money into her hand.

"How about a rematch?" said the skinny guy. "We play much better after a shot of vodka each. We'll all have one. Our treat."

I glanced over at Katie, who nodded back. "Ok then..." she said, surprising me "... order a round of shots each, but we're only playing if you up the stakes... then we've got to get going. We'll give you one more chance" she said smugly.

Katie approached me. "I'm not sure about this, Katie..." I said.

Cutting me off, she said "Look it will be fine, you saw how those guys played. We can beat them easily. I don't see how their game is going to improve with a shot of vodka in them either! Look, I've got to go to the toilet. We can win, ok! You sort it out and I'll be back in a couple of minutes."

"Back in a couple of minutes guys. Steve will do the negotiating and make the decision. If he says ok, then I'm ok with it." Katie said as she disappeared through a doorway to the toilet.

TJ approached me as Jimbo came back from the bar with six shots of vodka. "Look, we've all had a boring week, but a good week with wages and we'll bet you a thousand bucks we can beat you this time round. We came close last time, so we'll beat you this time!" he said, sniggering.

'Yeah right' I thought to myself. "Sounds good, but we don't have a thousand bucks to offer you" I replied.

"Hmmm. Ok, how's this, since you're so cocky and think you're going to win, if you win, we'll give you the thousand bucks, but if we win, we get to see your cute little girlfriend's breasts", TJ offered.

I was shocked. I couldn't porn off my girlfriend like that. It was just wrong.

"No way!" I said "There's no way Katie would agree to..."

TJ interrupted "Come on, a thousand bucks just for a quick flash. You aren't scared you're gonna lose are ya? It's a thousand bucks. Besides your girl said she would agree with whatever you said."

I thought for a while. I knew these guys were crap at pool, but they must have been on the road for ages if they were desperate enough to wager a thousand dollars just for a flash of boobs. I reluctantly agreed. At that point Katie came back from the toilet, looking as gorgeous as ever, her golden brown hair now tied up in a ponytail.

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