Pool-Shark’s First Time : First Timers 22: First Timers, #22

By Tori Westwood

I'd spent my whole life learning to be good at pool, and now Mr. Franklin's teaching me how to be bad.  He wants me to hustle at the local pool-hall, but he needs to teach me one or two tricks first.  Well there's one trick that I've never practiced before: getting laid.  Read how I beg Mr. Franklin to treat me to his stiffness, taking a belly full of his love in the process as he empties inside me on the pool-table.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Sep 26, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393187608

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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You’re pimping me out?

No, he said sternly.  No.  You won’t be touching any of these guys.  They just need to think you might.

And how do I get them to do that?

He stepped into me again and put his arm around me, holding me close to his frame.

You have to use this body of yours, he said, his face close to mine.  You have to have confidence in it and know that it’s something guys will want.

I swallowed.  It is?

Absolutely.  Without question.

I felt a shimmer of bashfulness.  My pulse quickened.

So what would I do now—in this position?

If I was just any other guy?

Uh-huh.

Well, you’d have to flaunt it.  Keep talking.  Let him know you’re not scared.

"Let him know that I’m not scared of his big cock."

It was his turn to swallow now.  Exactly, he said, clearing his throat.

I put my arm around him now and held his ass.  The pair of us sat on the edge of the pool-table, face-to-face in a tight, forbidden embrace that two people so different in age should never share.

That’s good, he said slowly, and as he spoke I felt him begin to stiffen in his pants.

What do I do when that happens?

What?

I nodded down towards his waist and smirked.

That’s exactly the reaction you’re looking for.

I rolled my lips through my teeth and felt my confidence grow.  Mr. Franklin, I don’t know if I can really ignore a big, stiff cock like that.  Especially if I’ve never truly experienced one.

He moved between my legs and I wrapped my ankles around his back, feeling his stiffness on the mound of my pussy that lay hot beneath the crotch of my pants.

I guess we need you to experience it then.

I guess we do, I said, and I leaned in towards his face.

He opened his mouth