Mary
Shooting pool with Arthur at the Jug every Wednesday night is great
entertainment. Bill would win a game and Arthur would show a moment of
stress, almost anger but not quite. He never showed his feelings about
anything but a pool loss. Then he'd say,"Shit." His voice just a
little louder than usual. He'd win a game and not display much emotion
except a quick smile of satisfaction when the nine ball went down. He
was pretty cool unless his winning shot was a bank shot. Then he'd
pump a mild fist in the air. The only other thing that would harden
his face were doctor stories. He had a bunch of those, too many, even
for a man in his seventies. When Bill lost I'd get a chance, a slim
chance to take control of the table. Slim because Arthur had
phenomenal spin control and he always played for position. I mean he'd
sink one and the cue ball would roll to an almost perfect location to
make the next shot easy.
The Brown Jug is just on the south west corner of the Tenderloin, Hyde
at Ellis. The Jug's a great place to people watch. Every sort of person
comes into that bar at some time or another. There might be a fresh off
the street hooker to chat with one night and a retired one the next.
Old men in baggy clothes or gray haired women dressed well. Suits sitting
next to Muni bus drivers. A pretty eclectic place and fascinating in many
ways.
There were a few fights, but Joe, the bartender/owner had half a pool
cue handy so they usually took it outside pretty quick. Joe's a big
guy and amiable until some jerk threatens the peace. Tonight an ass
hole took a hit before Joe could intervene.
Some guy I'd never seen before was loud talking one of the regulars
who was just slouching there in the middle of the room, beer bottle in
hand, watching the loud mouth wave his arms and dance around angry,
trying to act threatening. Even Arthur paused to watch which seemed
odd 'cause he usually just ignored such scenes. The regular seemed to
be cool until he moved a quick step forward and whapped the ass hole
with his beer bottle. The bottle shattered on the side of the guys
head, beer and glass shards flew, splattering the juke box. Ass hole
went down on his butt, looking dazed and surprised. I guess we were
all surprised, even Joe, by the regular's quick action. He'd always
been a quiet one until this event.
What happened next was a real shocker. The usually quiet regular
screamed "Bugger off", leaned down and jammed the ragged edge of the
beer bottle neck into the ass hole's forehead and twisted it back and
forth a few times. Then he just turned and walked out the door so
casual you'd think that nothing had happened. I could see Joe reaching
for the phone so thought I'd better get my butt into gear and play
paramedic. Grabbing a bar towel, I squatted down and pressed it
against the guy's bleeding forehead. Blood was streaming, but not
spurting so I figured he'd last until the emergency crew arrived.
"You okay, guy?" He looked to be in his fifties, not very well
dressed. There was a few days of gray stubble on his cheeks. His eyes
were red and watery.
"Yah, I'll be okay." The guy was feebly trying to get to his feet.
"Stay down, man. Wait for the ambulance."
"Don't want no fuckin' ambulance." The guy staggered to his feet and
stumbled out the door holding the towel to his forehead.
I heard a pool ball rattle into a pocket. Conversations resumed. Joe
hung up the phone. Arthur sank another ball. A pair of drinkers at the
end of the bar laughed loud about something, dragging my attention to
them.
It was Mary, a black sixty something woman and another regular, a
white guy that looked to be in his eighties. These two were a regular
pair, always sat together, always drunk on their asses. Mary gets
affectionate when she's drunk and likes to kiss people on the mouth
with lots of tongue. She was looking at me and waving me to come over
to say hello. And get kissed, of course. I didn't mind, she had full
soft lips and a wet sloppy one from her was fun, kind of. She's a
sweet lady, drunk or sober.
One night she'd complained to me that she'd run out of money and
needed cab fare to get home. So I gave her ten bucks. I thought that'd
be the last of it, but she mumbled an offer into my ear that sounded
too interesting to pass up. Mary's a nice looking medium sized woman,
always well dressed with some chest and a bubble booty.
She'd whispered, "I'll give you a suck in the ladies."
As we walked past the bar to the restroom, I gave Joe a wink. He
barely shrugged as Mary towed me by the hand into the little brightly
lit toilet. She mumbled what seemed like a command as she pushed me to
the sink. She patted the counter and I hopped up on it and waited to
see what she'd do. She bellied up close and kissed me with agile
tongue. I kissed her back, enjoying the feel of her soft warm lips.
Too bad she smelled of stale beer. That's all right, I probably did
too.
She was tonguing my mouth and pawing at my jeans, trying to work the
zipper down, but was fumbling and swaying so I helped. In a moment, she
was jacking and kissing while I pawed a large breast. Her bra must
have been industrial strength, it felt like armor plate so I put both
hands on her fullsome ass, something I'd always wanted to do. I could
vaguely feel her glutes clench through tight skirt and panty hose.
After a few squeezes I went for her tits again, unbuttoning most of
the buttons of her blouse and reaching around her to unsnap her bra.
When I pulled her bra up, her tits dropped and hung. Her acorn sized
nipples were ebony against her light brown skin. I just had to suck on
one of those nipples, I lifted her tit and sucked it in. Delicious.
Her fingers were gently tickling my cock to full erection. We got back
to giving each other some serious lip action and the door opens. A
blond middle aged woman sticks her head in and says, "Excuse me. Don't
let me interrupt. I just have to tinkle so bad I can taste it."
Mary's got a lip lock on my tongue so I just waved the lady in. She
squeezes past Mary to the stool. When she turns around, her eyes lock
on my at full mast dick as she hoists her skirt, pulls down panties
and sits. Mary's stroking my balls with one hand and feather jacking
me with her fingertips. Blond woman cuts loose and tinkle is
definitely not the word for it. Cow and flat rock come to mind. Blond
woman lets out a big 'Ah' and asks, "You two gonna get down and dirty
in here?"
Mary releases her lip lock on my tongue and turns to peer unsteadily
at the woman who by now is swabbing her crotch. Mary is a bit wobbly.
She looks at the woman as if to ask, "Where'd you come from?" The
blond woman is sitting there with her hand in her crotch still, she
makes a small quick smile and reaches an elbow back to flush.
"Mary, don't stop now." I begged, making her look at my face then down
to her forgotten task. She mumbled something, her words were so
slurred I haven't a clue. Mary lowered her head and put her lips
around my cock head. I felt her take a deep breath and then she
dropped her head. She had all of me, her lips were sealed against my
pubes.
"Shit, she took the whole thing!" blond woman exclaimed.
Took the words right out of my mouth. I'd been promised a deep throat
by a woman once, but she hadn't gummed my pubes like Mary. That magic
tongue of hers was hard at work too. God, could this woman give head.
So good that she was going to have some protein in her belly in about
two more minutes. My stiffening body was an early warning, Mary pulled
off and stood looking at my face, trying to focus.
"Fuck?" Mary got that word out clearly enough. She was swaying
making her hanging breasts pendulum slightly.
"Anything you want, sweet darlin'. Anything you want." I pushed her
back against the wall and hopped off the counter. I dropped to my
knees and slid hands up her panty hose and got some fingers under the
waist band at her belly. With a bit of a struggle, I stripped her to
her knees and stood to hobble side ways, my jeans were down around my
ankles. Getting Mary up on the counter was a chore, she weighs more
than I do I suspect. It took a barrel hug, literally, to lift her up.
I tried to get a finger in her, but she was as dry as Death Valley at
high noon in July. Her tightly coiled mat of pubic hair felt like one
of those plastic pot scrubbers against my probing fingers. That
surprised me, I'd expected something different. I dropped to my knees
again and stripped her panty hose off over her ankles, taking her
flats with them. I got my arms under her legs and raised plump brown
thighs high, grabbed her ankles and stuck my face in her cunt. My
tongue found a marble sized clit and I gave her tit for tat. Three
fingers later she was dripping juice on the counter top and gasping
through her wide open mouth. Both knees clicked as I staggered to my
feet, not releasing her ankles, I gazed at the brown panorama before
me.
"You sure enjoyed that," blond woman spoke for the first time in a
while. "Wish my old man had that much enthusiasm."
I'd forgotten about her. She was leaning back against the toilet tank,
one hand still between her legs, moving slowly. Her cheeks seemed a
little flushed. She watched through slitted eyes as I tried to hump my
cock into Mary and kept missing. I kept hitting her ass hole. Mary
didn't seem to notice or maybe didn't care.
"What's your name?"
"Darla, what's yours?"
"Gavin."
"Want a hand?"
For some idiot reason I thought she meant applause so I just stared at
her. She must have read the confusion on my face.
Darla lurched to her feet, took the two steps needed and grabbed my
cock. She gave it a few thoughtful wanks before centering it in Mary's
cunt. I slid in and made a big exaggerated sigh.
"She tight?"
"Moderately." I didn't want to hurt Mary's feelings.
"She slippery?"
"Darla, what's with the questions. I'm trying to get my rocks off
here."
"I think she's asleep," Darla laughed softly. "Such a lover boy."
"No, I'm awake." Mary spoke firmly in a soft little voice. "Keep
going, it feels good." She didn't slur her words and there seemed to
be gleam of strong intelligence in her soft eyes.
"Would you bend over for me, Mary? I love your ass."
"Okay, I can do that. When you're ready, I want to suck you."
I could live with that so stepped back and Mary hops off the counter
with amazing agility for someone who's supposed to be drunk. She
turns, bends over and lays her head on her arms on the counter. Her
tits are hanging down and swinging back and forth. Mary's long legs
put her cunt just a couple of inches too high so I get up on tippy toe
and slide slowly into her.
"Ah, that's nice. It's been a while since I've had a cock in there."
I pulled out and jammed into her causing ripples in her butt to roll
up to her hips. They seemed to reflect and come back at me. I start to
pound with some enthusiasm, slapping into Mary's full buns hard enough
we could probably be heard through the door. I didn't care at this
point, I could feel my balls start to tighten.
"Mary, I'm gettin' close," I groaned through my teeth. I pushed up and
in as deep as possible and started a little hula dance. Her big ass
felt cool against my belly. I patted it and stepped back, panting
fast.
As she stood, I hopped around and hoisted my butt up onto the counter.
If I just stood there she'd kneel and I'd just fuck her face. On the
counter she'd be in control and work her magic again. Mary was smiling
big at me, all sparkly eyed and eager to bend to her task. She grabbed
my dick in her big hand and stretched the skin tight down. She started
bobbing a hundred strokes a minute with her lips tight going down and
up. God, that felt good.
Somebody yelled in a high pitch voice, "Oh, my god." It coulda been
me, it coulda been Darla. At this point, who cares. I hit her with the
biggest, hottest, most electric squirt of my life, right at the top of
her upstroke. She slid back down and the second squirt didn't make it
past her lips, it just u-turned and went back the way it came. It felt
so good it hurt. Maybe the other way round. Her upstroke brought a fat
hot glob down the pipe and I bawled out the pleasure of it all. I
flopped back against the wall and shuddered as Mary nursed gently. As
she pulled off, I heard a rustle of clothing. When I could finally
open my eyes, Darla had a lip lock on one of Mary's tits and was
squeezing and pulling the nipple of the other one. Mary just stood
there, panting through her nose, her eyes closed, her head tilted back
slightly.
It took two paper towels to mop up Mary's spit from my cock and balls.
I hoisted my jeans up and hopped off the counter. As I zipped up, Mary
started making a small moaning sound through her nose. Darla was a
starving calf on her teat. She had one hand under Mary's skirt and was
giving her vigorous thrusts. Her other hand was furious between her
own legs.
I pulled her short skirt up and over her hips to reveal a beautiful
broad white ass. I couldn't resist a slap. Darla groaned her
appreciation. I slid my palm down her crack to find her busy fingers.
She had at least three plunging in and out of herself. I stuck my
thumb in her hole. She yelped. I pulled out and searched for her ass
hole. She squeeled, "Eeep" through clenched teeth when I stuck my
thumb in her butt hole. My dick was hard now. It wanted to go again so
I dropped my pants and rubbed my belly against Darla's trembling butt.
I smeared spit on my rigid member and bent my knees, probing for her
little brown ring.
"Oh, yes," she squeeled.
Mary let out a short squeel of her own. Darla must have bitten down
too hard on her nipple.
I slid slowly into Darla's ass hole. God, she was so tight it almost
hurt. I pulled back and gored into her. Her sphincter clamped tight. I
tried to slide out, but could only move a small bit so just held still
enjoying the feeling of her clamping pooper.
"Get up there." Darla shoved Mary towards the counter top. "I want to
eat you out."
Mary hopped up onto the counter, raising and spreading her knees.
Darla swivelled to follow. I had to tippy toe with her or she'd break
my dick in half.
"Keep fucking my butt," she growled over her shoulder. Her eyes
flashed at me before she stuck her face into Mary's crotch.
"No problemo, lady." I started banging her hard, driving her face into
Mary's cunt.
She twisted her neck around. I could see her grimace as I pounded her.
"Hurts," she bawled. "Hurts so good. I love a big cock in my ass."
The door opened slightly. Joe leaned his head into the room. He looked
at my face then at Darla's big white ass then at Mary's tits. Mary was
grunting her way into a come. Her face starting to build into an
orgasmic rictus.
"Need any help," Joe said hopefully.
"Doin' fine, thank you. Mm, gawd, I'm gonna come." I couldn't help a
groan.
Joe siddled into the room. His eyes locked onto Darla's Jello
shivering ass.
"Fuck," I yelled as a hot squirt went down the pipe. Not much left, but
it felt good. Really good.
Joe unzipped and pulled out a long fat cock. He skinned back to reveal
a plump dick head.
"Move over," he said, rather brusquely. He put a hand on Darla's back
and bend his knees, searching with his dick.
"Ah, yes." He sucked in air with a hiss as he sank deeply into her.
"Oh, shit." Darla hissed back at him.
Joe started to pinch his own nipples and shove into Darla with short
hard strokes.
Mary screeched out her come, shuddering like an earthquake was
bouncing her around. She slowly dropped her legs and Darla rested a
cheek on her round thigh.
"Fuck it to me. Fuck it to me," she chanted as Joe savagely began to
pound into her.
"Gonna come, suck it." Joe was hammering her.
"Yeah, lemme suck it outa you," Darla whined.
"Now," Joe yelled and pulled away. His dick standing tall, Darla dove
on it like she was starving. She took it all, right down to his pubes.
Her hand searched behind his balls.
"Oh, fuck my ass hole," Joe yelled.
My dick twitched. Feeble, but the sight of Darla's full red lips around
Joe's cock was a tingle. I shrugged and stepped to the sink, draping
my dick over the edge, I rinsed it off with several handfulls of
water.
"Nnn," Joe grunted. I turned my head to see him hunch his hips into
Darla's face. He had a death grip on her head. "Nnn," he grunted
again, softer this time. "Oh, that was good," he moaned. He sucked in
a deep breath through his teeth and let it out slowly. "Ah. So good. I
needed that."
"Amen, brother." I patted my dick clean with a paper towel. It stung a
little, but after a trifecta like that one, I wasn't going to worry
about it. Time heals all fools.
"Shit!" I heard through the door.
I smiled big. My quarter was up. What a damn fine day. Love this town.
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