Downpour
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Romantic Sex Story: Emma is a pool shark about to take Mat for all his is worth and then some. Illustrated.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
A gray morning. Rain likely. Emma needed something at the drugstore. “I’ll go with,” Mat offered. Outside at the garage door, Emma said, “Maybe we should walk.”
“What if it rains? We’ll get soaked.”
“I love getting soaked,” Emma said.
“You’re so dear,” Mat said, and he led her two steps to the secluded side of the garage. The kiss was deep and juicy. Mat’s fingers found their way up under Emma’s dress. Emma came, even as the kiss continued.
“Whew, that was...” Emma whooshed. “I am so soaked.”
“So you ready to drive now?” Mat said.
“Walk,” Emma insisted.
They set off together.
The drugstore didn’t have what Emma needed. Mat suggested they drown their sorrows with a beer. “There’s a bar just around the block.”
“I’m not much for beer,” Emma said. “Will they have tea?”
“They’ll have hot water,” Mat said. “And I’ve got a teabag in my wallet, just for you.”
“In lieu of a condom?” Emma asked.
The sign said the place was closed until one, but when Mat tried the door it opened. They stepped inside.
A wan blue light shone down on the cash register at the end of the bar, but otherwise the place was dark. “Anybody home,” Emma called out. No answer. “Maybe in the back room,” Mat suggested. “If I remember, they have a pool table.”
Mat found a light switch. A pool cue lay on the table, but the balls were in a locked cabinet. “We can still play,” Emma said.
“Oh, how is that?” Mat asked.
“Like the tennis in Blow Up,” Emma said, picking up the cue. “I’ll break.”
“You’re not holding it right,” Mat said. “You don’t know the first thing about pool, do you?”
“Oh yeah? Just watch me. I’m a billiards phenom. Nine ball in the corner pocket. Kkkkhhkk! Nailed it! Six ball in the side pocket. Kkkkhhkk! Nailed it. I might just run the table. Fourteen ball in the ... Kkkkhhkk! I’m so hot. Three ball. Kkkkhhkk! Six ball. Kkkkhhkk! Baby needs a new pair of shoes. Kkkkhhkk!”
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