But outside of her tits, there wasn't an ounce of fat on the woman. She could have been a model, so perfect were her face and figure.
"Why's he keep trying? I'd think he would give up after a game or two with her. She's pretty, that I've got to admit, but just to beat her at one game of pool he's been trying a year? That doesn't make sense."
"Well, yeah, it does if you know the full story. You see, this isn't just any pool hall. It's no cathouse, believe me. Nothing like that. But if a guy beats one of the chicks, he, uh, gets to spend an hour with her. And that bozo has had this thing for Cyndi ever since I can remember."
Susan eyed the man. He was playing straight pool and not doing very well. Cyndi was ahead 132-10. About the only thing Susan could see that was straight about the game was the guy's cock. Every shot Cyndi took was a bank shot. It was almost as if she were leading the guy on, trying hard shots to give him a break.
As if reading Susan's mind, Cat said, "Cyndi's good at it. She makes it look like she wants the guy to win. But he never does. But, hey, look over there. Linda and that pool hustler. I thought she'd get beat when she took him on. Let's go on upstairs."
"I… I still don't think I understand. All these women work for my father, right? But they're not whores?"
"Of course not. It's just like losing a bet with them. Most of them are good enough to give any guy a run for his money. It's the challenge that keeps the men coming back. Like that sucker who's been lusting after Cyndi's luscious bod all this time. Your father pockets the money off the table fees."
"But what do the women get out of it? Except screwed?"
Cat smiled, exposing her teeth in a way that reminded Susan of a cat.
"That's not all that bad, you know. But we can make bets on the side.
There's not a chick down there on the floor who can't clear three hundred a week in bets. And most of them don't lose more than a half-dozen games a week, usually to some stud that appeals to them. It wouldn't do to never have to put out, you know. Bad for business."
"Does my father have them on the payroll?"
"They get a percentage off the table fees. Not much but enough to keep them interested. And not just anyone gets in here – it's a closed shop.
A real high-class operation, believe me. Hell, we even get that motherfucker of a police chief in here now and then."
"Is he any good?"
"Not at pool. And from what I've heard, not in bed. Some of the girls think they got to let him win to keep him happy. Maybe so. I know I wouldn't let that slimy son of a bitch ever touch me."
"You play, too?"
"Sure!" She smiled her wicked smile. "I enjoy it. Challenge, right? And sometimes your old man's too busy to properly attend to me. So I go out and hustle some stud for a little action."
"Daddy doesn't mind?" Susan couldn't quite believe her father was into such a bizarre pool-sex business to start with. And from what Cat was telling her, he actually shared his girl with whatever pool bum came along.
"Naw. No reason for him to. I'm no one's chick. But your old man's about the best I ever found in bed. I keep coming back to him. But let's follow Linda on up. You can see the operation from another perspective in one of the rooms."
They climbed the stairs in time to see the door at the end of the hallway closing. Cat put her finger to her lips, indicating Susan should be quiet. They quickly went to the room beside the one where Linda and her pool partner had entered.
Cat pushed aside a small picture on the wall and motioned Susan over to peer through a crack.
Sue pressed her face up against the wall and found she had a fine view of everything happening in the other room. Linda was naked and sprawled on the bed, her legs spread in wanton invitation to the man. He was shucking off the last of his clothes. As he turned, Sue could see his huge cock. It was the most massive dong she'd ever seen.
She couldn't hear what was going on in the room, but she didn't have to do much guessing. The man dropped on the bed between the woman's legs and slid forward, covering her. The expression on Linda's face told Susan how massive that rigid cock was. She could imagine what it was like, having that throbbing length of hard prick shoved into her tight pussy. She felt her juices begin to leak out as she saw the pistoning action of the man's ass.
Susan couldn't take her eyes off the scene in the other room. Linda's face was contorted in that peculiar mask of ultimate pleasure granted only by a really great fucking. She could imagine what the woman must be experiencing. Such a big cock would pull and stretch and drive deep up into a cunt. The juices would lubricate the prick's passage along tender pussy walls. But the sheer power of each stroke into the yearning cunt would send delicious lightning bolts blasting throughout her body.
She began rubbing her hand over her own crotch, wishing it had a cock in it. Her tits were beginning to fill with excited blood. The thin fabric of her halter top pressed painfully into her turgid nipples. Her boobs felt like over-inflated balloons. What she wouldn't give to be fucked by that guy in the other room!
She hadn't realized watching two people fucking could make her so horny so fast. But it was. Her hand almost flew back and forth over her cunt until her white shorts were positively soaked with fuck fluids.
She sighed as her halter top came unknotted. And the pleasant feel of hands gripping her boobs, squeezing, teasing, tweaking the nipples made her even hotter. She thrust her shoulders forward so that the jugs would completely fill the hands fondling her creamy-white mounds.
Then she realized she wasn't imagining those hands. They were real!
Looking down, she saw slender fingers cupping her knockers. The thumb and forefinger deftly took a nipple and began rolling it around. She thought she should have been shocked, but the sensations rippling down into her chest were too pleasant for that.
Cat was attending to her nicely.
She sighed and let the woman fondle her tits as much as she liked. But that only made the hollowness in her cunt more demanding. She had to have cock or she'd surely go insane!
"Hmmm, you're getting those pretty white shorts all spotted up. Here, let me take them off for you."
Susan didn't even protest as Cat began working them off her curved ass and down the smoothness of her legs. It felt so good, having her pussy exposed to the cooling air. Her fingers stroked back and forth in her thick bush until she collided with another hand.
Cat wasn't content to stay up and handle her boobs. She wanted some of the more exciting action.
And Susan was so weak and quivery and horny she didn't even care. Man, woman, dog, it didn't matter. Whoever could ease the sexual tension in her young body would be more than welcome – they'd be greeted with every ounce of pent-up emotion she had in her body!
"So empty, so needy," Cat was saying. Susan couldn't hear her very well.
The blood was pounding hard in her temples. The rushing of the blood sounded like the surf pounding against the shore.
"H-help me! Please, Cat! I… I need something!"
"How's this?"
Susan shuddered when she saw the huge double-ended dildo. It was made from a hideous blue-and-red rubber. It was like a mirror image of a real set of balls and cock. The two heads were joined in just one set of nuts. The intent was obvious. Two women could fuck themselves with the same cock at the same time.
As the rubber dong penetrated her already greased cunt, she let out a long, low moan of delight. She had missed having a cock rammed into her more than she'd imagined!