Looking around the Bar, you noticed a set of Pool Tables, one had a pair of half-naked horses by it, another
was in use by a naked croc and a lady, but the remaining one was free.
“Shay?” You slur out to Chantelle. “Wanna take a round on that?” Pointing a clawed finger to the table in
question.
She seemed to think about it for a moment before replying. “Okay, should be ffun.”
Heading over, she’s quick to release the balls and begin setting them up while you grabbed a pair of cues.
Once you’d returned, the balls were set up with the cue ball in place. Seven red, seven yellow, one black.
Blackball Pool.
“You firsht.” You offer her the first shot.
“Thanksh.” She replied as she bent over to take her shot, her tail rising and giving you a great view of her
ass from where you stood, powering up the stirring between your legs at the same time.
You here the crack of the cue striking the cue ball then hitting the set balls as they bounced around the
table, stepping aside to look, you see that nothing went in the pockets. Chalking your cue tip, you take your
move, sinking a red and yellow.
“Your choice of colour then.” You motion for her to take her next turn.
“Here I go thenn.” She fired her shot, sinking a yellow, then missing the next shot.
This to and fro continued, shot after shot as the reds and yellows slowly made their way into the pockets. As
this occurred, you squirmed a bit, remembering that the shirt was still hanging on. Not seeing any reason as
to why you had clothes on, as Chantelle aimed for the Black, the last ball left, almost laying on the table
itself, one still-heeled foot stretched out, you quickly ripped the shirt off, leaving yourself completely
naked for all to see.
The black was hit, and went straight into the top-right corner pocket, the cue ball keeping itself where she
wanted it, winning her the game.
“Whoo! That wash a fun game!” She cried out as she pressed herself into you, her heavy breasts squeezed into
you thick chest, even with her heels still on, she was still a shade smaller than you. “Sho? Another game?
Or head out?”