1. Unexpected adventures with a stranger - part 1


    Date: 1/6/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: redhead89, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    Unexpected adventures – Part 1 It’s Saturday night and I’m out with friends. We’ve had a few beers, picked up some weed and are now looking for a place to smoke it. Mike, the only guy present tonight, says he knows a cool place and leads us through the center of town, to an anonymous looking door. We are buzzed up and one elevator-ride later we step into a large pool hall. I’ve been living in this city for two years now, and had no idea this place existed. We have another round of beers and watch some people play pool. Except for Mike, none of us really know how to play, but we decide to give it a go. We get a table in the corner and after some drunken giggling we split up the group – it’s two against three. A bit much for one pool table, but we’re all too tipsy to take the game seriously anyway. My teammate and I, however, can’t help being a bit competitive, especially because we don’t have Mike on our team – a serious disadvantage. We’ve now dubbed ourselves the underdogs and are determined to win. We start off poorly. No matter how hard we try, we’re simply not getting anywhere. Meanwhile, Mike has already sunk a number of balls. But just as we’re giving up hope, a stranger comes to join our table. “Who’s winning?” he asks. “We are – eventually”, I say, not being able to shake off my competitiveness. He flashes a smile. A few setbacks later, it’s my turn to play again. With some tips from the stranger, I manage to sink a ball. As I prepare to go again, I don’t really ...
    see any easy shots. “You could come to this side of the table and …”, the handsome stranger starts saying, but I’ve already sat down on the edge of the table to get a good position. “Or you can do the sexy sitting on the table thing”, he finishes, as his eyes linger on my body. I’m suddenly very aware of my tight, short dress, leaving little to the imagination. Not the ideal outfit for playing pool. The way he is looking at me makes it hard to focus, and I fail horribly. As I find my beer and sit back while the other team plays on, I glance over at our new friend. His tight t-shirt doesn’t leave much the imagination either; he clearly spends a lot of time at the gym. I watch the muscles in his arm move as he picks up his beer and takes a sip, and feel the temperature of my body rising. He catches me looking, and flashes me another smile. It’s a good smile, I have to admit. When it’s my turn again, the man has taken on the role of our coach. He points out which ball I’d best try to sink, and comes to stand next to me to give me some pointers. It seems like an impossible shot, but there don’t seem to be any better options. ‘You have to look along your cue”, he says. “Stand back a little, and lean over a bit. Now spread your legs a little.” I’m in doubt for a moment, then do as he says. His guidance so far has already gotten us quite far. “Spread your legs a little further, you have to be able to move the stick along your body”, he says again, as he moves to stand behind me. ...
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