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First Date Slut (IR, M/F, B/D, fisting, oral, anal, true)
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I must admit, I was enthralled with Kevin. He and I had a very sensual and
passionate relationship, and it was a bit thrilling that in the time wed been
together, we still didnt know all that much about one another, since we spent
most of our time together in bed.
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On our first date, Kevin took me to a pool-hall. Now there are lots of pool-
halls in DC that are incredibly posh and dont resemble the smoky, biker-style
hangouts you see on TV. Kevin took me to one of these. That first date, I
dressed carefully, trying to impress this handsome Irishman. His dark auburn
hair contrasted dramatically with his pale, lightly freckled skin. I chose a
slinky, black cocktail dress that first night, with a pair of heels that werent
quite spikes, but still lifted my legs and ass quite nicely. It had a sling-neck
that left my arms and back completely bare, and came down to only mid-thigh,
with a flare to it that I felt was flirty. I thought that my light bronze skin,
and long black hair would look good next to him. I was so glad he like Chinese
girls. He had told me that I was the fifth Asian woman hed dated.
I will admit right now that I am not a great pool player. I do alright, but
would never dream of betting on a game. Kevin picked me up for our date in his
jeep, and I saw that he had brought his own pool cue. He bought us four rounds,
while we were waiting for a table to open up. Finally, we were called to pick up
our tray of pool balls and assigned a table. The waitress took our dinner order,
for finger-foods mostly, and we set up for our first game.
Be ready to get your ass whipped, little girl. I have to warn you Im pretty
good, He said to me, as he set up the balls in the triangle. Just so you have a
fair chance, Ill let you have first break.
Oh, Kevin, Im not worried. I know Im not the best, but I just love playing. Ill
try to do my best, so you wont be too bored. I sauntered over to the table,
making sure that I put just enough sway to my steps to keep him interested, and
not enough to look like a total idiot.
I broke, and as usual, didnt get a single ball into any pocket. I smiled at
Kevin, shrugged, and waved him to the table. I sat back, waiting for him to
sweep the table as Id expect from anyone who packed their own cue.
Kevin leaned over the table to line up his shot, choosing an obviously set-up
solid ball, and gave me a saucy wink before taking the shot. Amazingly, the ball
for which he was aiming missed the pocket, bounced off the edge of the table,
and tapped the nearby 8-ball, right into the corner pocket.
I started giggling, because I thought hed done it on purpose. But I stopped when
I saw that he wasnt smiling. Finally, he regained his composure and gave me a
weak smile. Well, I guess youre lucky today.
Even though it was my break, by dint of being the winner, I went ahead and
started to set up the balls again. I asked him if hed like to break this time.
He nodded and took the first shot. I guess he was nervous or something, because
he bounced the cue ball from the formation right into the side pocket. I won
again! Hed scratched on the break.
I asked him if we could go ahead and play this table, without re-setting. He
agreed, a bit pre-occupied. This game was actually going well we took turns
sinking some, missing some. We took a few breaks to much on our food, which had
arrived. Naturally, as I had expected, it soon developed that Kevin had cleared
his balls from the table and I still had four of mine left.
When Kevin lined up the shot, he looked very nervous. He just had to sink
this shot and hed win. But then he took the shot, and the cue ball went into
the pocket instead of the 8-ball. For the third time in a row, I had just won
due to a technicality. I was amazed and I still thought he might have done it
on purpose.
Kevin was acting really upset though, and ...
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