Broken Nikki (Closed)

[Little_Red_Rose]

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Name: Nicole West
Age: 18
Height: 5'8"
Cup size: 30DD

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"Meet you at the McKenzie bar around 8? We need to talk."

"Okay honey. Is something wrong...?"​

Those were the latest text messages between me and Brad, my boyfriend of over two years now. I was a little worried, seeing those four words - "We need to talk". I mean, everyone knows the connotation behind them and I wasn't thrilled to think about it. But our relationship has been rock solid? I really couldn't understand why he couldn't clarify himself right now, before I would drive myself crazy! Well, either way I took my time to get ready, all the while texting Janice (my best friend) about how Brad was texting me this cryptic message. She didn't get it either, but told me to calm down - that it was probably nothing and just him being an idiot again. I guessed that calmed me down a bit, seeing as Brad always had the worst taste in jokes.

I got to the bar, which was a bit far from my place. I paid for a taxi, my eyes staring out the window with my heart pounding like crazy as my mind began to race all over different possibilities. What could it be? Was it something I did? Was it something I said?

Or worst of all, did he find out what happened at the Christmas party?

My heart nearly stopped at the thought...

...​

December 17th
9 PM: Brad's Office Party

"Oh god, you didn't tell me that it was going to be so lame." I told Brad, who introduced me to the some of his coworkers. They were all so much older than I was, being eighteen and most of his coworkers being around 40 something. In fact, there was already a small age gap between Brad and I, seeing as he's twenty years old and all. Everyone just seemed so professional, at least compared to us.

"Well, they love having you here." Brad said with a grin, looking around and laughing as he saw Janice walk in, carrying about four bottles of wine. She was determined to leave a good impression, seeing as how she really wanted an internship to make her college application look good. I laughed too, before hitting Brad on the shoulder. "You mean because they keep checking me out!"

That was true, by the way. The way that some of these guys were looking at me, it was as if they never saw a girl before. Although, I guess I got what was going through their head. Not to sound arrogant or anything, but I was well...a bit of a sex bomb I guess. I was tallish, being 5'8" and all - and busty too, being gifted with a big 30DD cup chest. But I guess what was getting the most attention was my ass; being big, round and just always so in the way. I had to thank my genes for that, seeing as I don't know how else it would be possible to have a butt like this without doing squats until my legs fell out! Not that I didn't do exercise, being in the volleyball team and all.

"Hey, Tommy!" I heard Brad call out, which honestly snapped me out of my thoughts.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Brad! What the fuck?”


I was already screaming, but this punk kid deserved it. Nevermind my other intentions.


“Give me that phone! Now!” I snatched it away from the young man as he timidly held it out for me. “You’re fucking around on your god damn phone while you have work to do? Moron! The expense reports are due at 8 AM and from what I can see, you are way behind! If those aren’t on my desk by the time you leave tonight, don’t bother coming back, because you won’t have a job!”


Of course I knew full well that with the corrupted data I’d left for him, Brad would be at his desk all night trying to piece the report together. He’d be lucky as hell if he got it done by 8AM.


Fortunately, I already had the proper reports done up. This was really all just a ploy. Once I had his phone, in my possession, in my office, I opened it up and scrolled through his data. I easily found his texting app, and sent a message to his girlfriend about meeting at the Mackenzie Bar later. Apparently, they needed to talk.


See, I had had a thing for his little girlfriend ever since I had had my dirty way with her at the office holiday party, just a couple weeks ago. I needed to nail that bitch, and bad. I smirked. My plan was going to come together very nicely. I recalled that night at the party as if it were yesterday…


*****


“Tommy!”


I heard Brad’s annoying voice calling out to me as I chatted up the VP’s. I rolled my eyes, excusing myself to engage with my employee. I was rather pleasantly surprised to see the arm-candy he had with him.


“Why, Brad!” I said. “Looks like you are out of your league with your date!” I said, my eyes drinking her busty, curvy form in with little care to hide my lascivious nature...

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Why, Brad!” Tommy said, walking towards us. His eyes should have told me that there would be some trouble, but I guess that I've always been a bit naive. The older man, I'd say about 45, stared me at with a big wicked grin on his face. I smiled back, of course; what kind of girlfriend would I be if I gave him the stink eye right? He was Brad's boss! “Looks like you are out of your league with your date!”

"Ha ha ha, good one sir." Brad said with a stupid grin. He was obviously trying to be on Tommy's good side, seeing as he wanted to get promoted away from...Sales, I think?

I laughed too, extending my hand towards Tommy's.

"My name is Nicole, nice to meet you Tommy. I heard a lot about you." I said with a big smile, shaking Tommy's hand. Truth be told, I didn't know anything about him, besides him being Tommy's boss. I figured that I'd just sweet talk like Brad was doing right now. When Tommy took my hand, I noticed just how...rough they were. Not that it was painful or anything, it's just that they were obviously stronger than Brad's. I think Tommy was the only person - other than myself - that didn't seem like they were trying hard to impress.

Tommy had on a simple black shirt, that showed off a bit of his physique. He was a bit tall and had a pretty buff body. Keep in mind that when I say that, I don't mean that he was super muscular like a body builder or something. I mean that he looked like a man that played football, or used to a while ago. Aside from that, he wore a simple pair of jeans with shoes. If I didn't know any better, I wouldn't have been able to guess that he was...you know, the boss.

As for me, I was wearing a simple flannel long sleeve, with a black top underneath. I guess that there was just some cleavage showing, but I was careful to keep it tasteful of course. I was wearing a pair of black jeans, which were pretty tight - especially around my huge butt. Yep, they were practically hugging each individual cheek. As for my shoes, I was wearing a pair of two inch heels.

 

[The_J0k3R]

She was dressed casual for the party, as were the rest of us, but the way those jeans squeezed that big ass of hers just put all kinds of dirty thoughts in my mind. Mostly about exposing what was underneath that near second-skin she was wearing.


I immediately concocted a plan to separate these two. “Brad, why don’t you go help Sheryl, she looks like she needs a hand over there,” I said. My busty assistant was trying to pour out champagne into glasses, but her clumsiness was getting the better of her.


Brad sheepishly obeyed, and I grasped his date’s hand before she could scurry away with him.


“You, on the other hand, would look much better on my arm,” I told her as I pulled her towards me, sliding an arm around behind her. “Your boyfriend is here to work. For me. You are here to… enjoy the party,” I declared, giving her fat ass a firm squeeze. “I think you need a new drink, though, first.”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Brad, why don’t you go help Sheryl, she looks like she needs a hand over there,” Tommy said, making us both look at the assistant now desperately attempting to pour champagne into some glasses. But apparently they hired her just for looks, because she was spilling some out. Brad sighed, running off to help Sheryl. I was about go with him, that is until I felt Tommy grasp my hand. I was stopped right on my tracks, with Tommy staring right into my brown eyes.

“You, on the other hand, would look much better on my arm,” he said, his arm snaking its way around my waist. He held me, almost possessively pulling me close. “Your boyfriend is here to work. For me. You are here to… enjoy the party,” he stated with authority, his hand going down and causing me to jump in place - his hand grabbing a handful of my ass and squeezing. Remember earlier when I said that his hand was big? Well not even it was able to cup an entire cheek...and I think he noticed. But anyway - “I think you need a new drink, though, first.”

Nervously, I looked around the room and saw that Brad was distracted by Sheryl, both of them attempting to fill those glasses. I guess that he'd join us again a little later. "Yeah, sure." I answered him sheepishly as he walked around, with me desperately trying to get a view of my surroundings.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I led her over to the table where her boyfriend was pouring the drinks, and snatched up a pair of glasses of champagne that he had just poured, handing one to Nicole. “Here you go, Nikki,” I said, and raised my own towards Brad.


“Make sure those get distributed to the whole party,” I ordered, with a smirk, and as I turned Nicole away from him, I made sure to give her butt another firm squeeze, my fingers digging dangerously close to her asshole, before pulling her close to me.


“I think I should show you our game room, downstairs. Do you like shooting pool?” I asked Nicole. “Brad told me you were a crack-” I grabbed her right between the legs this time- “shot!”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Again, I was honestly putting up with Tommy for Brad's sake...at least, at first. You see, right now I found myself being held firmly in place, as if I was Tommy's girlfriend and not Brad's - but I told myself and this was okay because well, this was probably how he usually acted and that I was doing my boyfriend a favor by not lashing out.

“Make sure those get distributed to the whole party,” he ordered Brad, turning my away from him. I eyed him as I turned my head back...which was quickly interrupted by his hand again, moving towards my ass and giving it another firm squeeze - this time stronger with his fingers really digging in! I yelped, and jumped within his grasp.

“I think I should show you our game room, downstairs. Do you like shooting pool?”

"I guess I do.." I answered timidly.

“Brad told me you were a crack-” he said, grabbing me between the legs, his hand feeling the warmth between my legs “shot!”

"Mister...um..Tommy" I said, not even remembering what his last name was. I moved his hand away a bit, before saying "I'll come play if you can stop grabbing me like that." with a grin on my face. "Deal?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Deal,” I said with a smirk, holding myself back from giving her big butt one more swat. There would be plenty of time for that later.


I looked over my shoulder and gave Brad a lascivious grin and a thumbs-up behind Nicole’s back before guiding her away and to the stairs that led down to the basement office lounge.


The idea was that the employees could relax and chill out during the day, play some games and converse casually. There was a pool table, dart board, ping pong table, and even video game consoles for the younger employees.


At the moment, there were only a handful of employees and guests down there. I was promptly given the run of the pool table.


“So, how about a friendly wager, Nicole?” I asked with a smirk as I assembled the balls in the wooden triangle.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"At least there's that..." I thought to myself, thinking that I was safe from Tommy and his perverted manipulation. I wish there was a way for me to have known, but I don't think Brad knew just how depraved his boss could be...or maybe there was. Because, as far as I knew, Brad made no reaction to his boss giving him a thumbs up behind my back, before he led me downstairs to this room, which was a bit dimly lit with all sorts of games located around. A few employees were here, just minding their own business...looking a bit on edge on Tommy coming down here with me. I guess he was a little feared? That or the employees were afraid that he'd think they were slacking. Either way, Tommy didn't bother them and instead took control of the pool table.

“So, how about a friendly wager, Nicole?” he asked with a smirk, assembling the billiards on the table. I looked at the table, wondering whether a few wagers with Tommy would be wise. I mean, he did look like a guy who knew how to play pool but...so did I! Yep, my dad happened to own one and I've been practicing for a bit.

Maybe I'd win if he got a little drunk?

"Sure, although you mind if we drink while we play?" I said, confident that I could play better than him...or at least, I could if he would drink. After all, I thought of myself as a woman with a lot of alcohol tolerance. I picked up a cue stick before I added "What's the wager?" with a grin.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I smirked as I chalked up my cue stick. “Drinks, of course,” I replied, casting a glance about the room at the other employees. It didn’t take long for them to slowly trickle out and make their way back up to the main party. There was a refrigerator in a corner that was always well-stocked.


This company had no restrictions on employees alcohol consumption during working hours… as long as they got their work done, of course. We were also fairly liberal when it came to the use of… other… substances. Again, with the understanding that if an employee’s work suffered, they would be let go.


I pulled out a beer from the fridge for myself, and a large bottle of some pre-mixed, sugary boozy beverage for Nicole. I poured her drink into a glass, and cracked open my beer, taking a swig before handing her the drink. I was well aware that it was quite potent, the booze well-masked.


“As for our wager, well… if you win, I’ll let you go back to that loser boyfriend of yours. And if I win, you’ll get to enjoy my commentary concerning your amazingly sexy body…”


“Deal?” I asked, already lining up the cue ball to make my break.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Drinks, of course,” he replied pretty easily, looking around the room before heading over to the refrigerator I noticed a bit earlier. I was honestly expecting some more champagne, but just as I noticed some employees leaving (again, probably from seeing their boss here? Was he really that feared?), Tommy came back with two bottles in his hands. He poured mine into a cup, and when I smelled it - well, it smelled...fruity? This wasn't champagne...but when I took a sip from the cup, it tasted like punch. Definitely some alcohol in it, but I couldn't really feel that burn that most alcohol gave out. I watched him as he began to settle his bottle near the table, saying:

“As for our wager, well… if you win, I’ll let you go back to that loser boyfriend of yours. And if I win, you’ll get to enjoy my commentary concerning your amazingly sexy body…”

I chuckled at the last comment. Well, even though that at this point I knew he was a pervert, at least he was a pervert with some manners - or at least, I thought. I smiled, a hand on my hip before I replied "Hey, Brad isn't some loser."

“Deal?” he asked, already lining up his breaking shot.

I thought about for maybe just ten seconds more, watching as he broke and got maybe two balls in. It was a good shot, but nothing that made me too nervous.

"Deal." I answered back with a grin.

Tommy played confidently, and with good reason. He did some shots like a pro; being striped, he knocked over his billiards one after another. He gave me a few stares while I aimed - obviously, not saying a single word but sometimes just a look is enough to let you know what someone is thinking. I took a few more sips from my drink while we played, with me trying to catch up to his lead. Eventually, the game ended with one ball left on my end and with Tommy finishing it up.

He won.

"Ugh, I can't believe it." I said, finishing the fruity drink that was in my cup. "I mean...we can play again right? I think if I break, I can win the next one!"

 

[The_J0k3R]

I won, but it was close. Well, it was really only close because I allowed it, purposely missing some shots to let her catch up and feel like she was in it. I could have run the table on her at any point, really.


“Sure thing, Fat-Ass, you can break this time,” I said with a chuckle. I eyed her drink, and promptly poured more of the beverage into it, before retrieving a new beer for myself. The beer, of course, was hardly affecting me.


“What’s the wager this game? You gonna show me those amazing titties?”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Sure thing, Fat-Ass, you can break this time,” he said with a chuckle, enjoying the fact that I looked at him and gasped, feigning as if I was hugely offended. I mean, I guess I kind of was - only slightly less than I should have. Instead of getting hot-headed about it, I just took more sips from that cup of alcohol he gave me. It was sweet and I smiled at the taste. Just what the hell was this and where could I get some after this party? Anyway, so I picked up the pool cue and went over to the table, careful not to bend over too much, otherwise I was sure to get some pretty lewd comments from him.

“What’s the wager this game? You gonna show me those amazing titties?”

What a pervert! I chuckled, saying "Really? Are you nuts?" before breaking. I knocked three solids in. I smiled, thinking that I was going to win this one for sure...but even so, I wasn't about to make some sort of crazy bet. I had to entice him though... "No um...How about if you win, you get to give me any nickname you want. But if I win, no more comments? How about that?" I said with a confident grin, taking another sip from the bottle of alcohol. He agreed and we went ahead with the game, with me having a solid lead...and losing it quickly.

I found myself getting caught off-guard with comments he'd make while I was focused on the game, with each of them getting a little more intense each time. Not enough for me to want to leave, but enough to make me lose my head in the game. I kept going, even seeing myself gradually becoming worse...and somehow, beginning to enjoy the attention I had coming from Tommy. Even if it was degrading.

In the end, I lost with Tommy winning with both of us with one ball left.

"Grrr, you cheated!" I said teasingly, moving my cup next to Tommy.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“I cheated, huh?” I said, smirking again as I poured more of the potent booze into her cup, and finished my own beer. I was barely buzzed at all, but it was apparent she was getting a bit… loopy.


Perfect. “A nickname, huh? Anything I want, and you have to respond to it. I think we’ll be calling you…” my mind ran rampant with options as my eyes grazed greedily over her sexy, curvy body.


I chuckled, grabbing another beer and taking a swig before setting it down next to her drink.


“I’m gonna call you FuckAss for the rest of the night. Cuz that ass…” I grabbed a handful of it! “Really needs fucked!”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“A nickname, huh? Anything I want, and you have to respond to it. I think we’ll be calling you…” Tommy said, his eyes scanning every inch of my body. I chuckled, finishing yet another cup...feeling a bit out of it at this point. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't passing out or anything! It's just that I felt as if everything was in a bit of a haze. It's difficult to explain, as if I was getting tipsy. But that was impossible, seeing as how weak this drink tasted!

“I’m gonna call you FuckAss for the rest of the night. Cuz that ass…” Tommy lewdly said, coming over and grabbing a handful of my jean covered ass “Really needs to be fucked!”

I was a bit slow to react, Tommy having enough time to jiggle my ass underneath a cheek. But I did gasp and after about three seconds, moved his hand away before I said "Hey!! We said no touching and you only won a bet to call me nicknames, you pervert!", moving aside and laughing. God, that was so embarrassing! Thankfully, no one was around to see that...especially Brad!

Come to think of it, didn't Tommy feel a bit bad about being so...handsy with me? Brad worked right underneath him and I was sure his behavior was against some company policies, right? I thought about that for a moment, using it as some sort of excuse for the next wager. Truth was, it really was an excuse; I wanted to take things up a notch, just because of the weird thrill that I was getting right about now. The thrill of this middle-aged man just eyeing me as if I was a piece of meat. The thrill of being...degraded like this, I guess.

"Okay, how about this? Next wager, if I win, you have to give Brad a big promotion. If you win, you get to touch me like that?" I asked with a sly grin.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I raised an eyebrow. Giving Brad a promotion wasn’t remotely an option, but as I eyed Nicole up and down, I knew the risk was worth it for the chance to get my hands on her… with her own blessing!


“Deal,” I replied, smirking devilishly. “I think I’ll break this time.” I topped off her drink once more, before re-racking the balls and taking my shot. I sunk two solids, and was lined up perfectly.


“Oh, FuckAss, I can’t wait to get my hands on you,” I told her, before sinking the next ball.


“You’re gonna find out what a real man can do,” I said, sinking two more on my next shot.


“FuckAss, I can’t believe a dirty little slut like you would be with that loser Brad…” I said, sinking the sixth solid. She hadn’t even shot yet.


“Once that pussy is in my hands, you’ll never take your FuckAss back to him…” I declared, almost a dare, as I sunk the last solid ball and lined up the eight ball...

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Deal,” he said, after taking a minute of thought. I guess that maybe Brad wasn't a top performer, seeing how his boss wasn't...you know, easily considering the raise? But after some time, he finally agreed with a big grin on his face. “I think I’ll break this time.” he confidently said, topping off my drink again which was no problem with me. I took a sip as I watched him begin to play...He sunk two solids. Not bad but nothing that I couldn't catch up to! So, I took another sip.

“Oh, FuckAss, I can’t wait to get my hands on you,” he told me, staring at me straight in the eye before aiming and sinking another ball. I didn't say anything, but felt a small knot in my stomach. Just what was he planning on doing when he got his hands on me...? I took another sip...

“You’re gonna find out what a real man can do,” He said confidently, sinking two more balls before aiming again. I began to panic here...Could he keep this going? Was he really going to win so easily...?

“FuckAss, I can’t believe a dirty little slut like you would be with that loser Brad…” he said, sinking his sixth ball. Somehow, I was getting even more worried that I was beginning to enjoy that nickname. FuckAss. It was so crude and depraved and yet...somehow got me to feel excited? I shook those feelings off with another sip...he had to fail sometime.

“Once that pussy is in my hands, you’ll never take your FuckAss back to him…” he said, sinking the last solid ball and lining up the eight ball. That's when I knew that I had to do something, seeing as - again - he was going to win without me getting a shot! So, I thought to myself...how could I get a pervert like Tommy's attention?

"What about my ass?" I said with a fake grin, watching as he aimed his shot. He didn't take it yet, so I knew that I had his attention. Good, I guess I uh...needed to keep that going. My heart was pounding like crazy, thinking about the depraved stuff he'd do to me if he ever got the chance. I squirmed a bit in place, trying to push those thoughts aside. "You calling me FuckAss, so uh...what exactly would you do to my ass if you got the chance?"


In my own anxiety and twisted excitement, I dropped my empty cup on the floor. I went over to pick it up, realizing that maybe I could distract him with this; he seemed to love my big butt after all! So, I bent over with my ass clearly in his view, slowly getting up with the cup in my hand.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I stood and watched with a devious grin as she bent over for me, putting her big butt on display quite purposely, and I was happy to let her, enjoying the view of that ass stretching those jeans to their absolute limit!


Fantasies immediately ran rampant through my mind: that ass utterly exposed as I plowed her butthole with my big dick. I didn’t know how well-endowed Brad was, of course, but from his pitiable demeanor, I knew he didn’t have much self-confidence, in spite of having a sexy bitch like Nicole on his arm. He must not be capable of satisfying her, and that was readily apparent by how easily she acquiesced to my deviant, perverted words.


I chuckled, almost evilly. “You’ve probably never known how much pleasure a real man can give you by playing with that big fat fucking butt of yours,” I said, before sinking the eight ball with a single, well placed stroke.


“Now get over here.”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

I watched as Tommy chuckled, almost in a sinister way before he said in a crude way “You’ve probably never known how much pleasure a real man can give you by playing with that big fat fucking butt of yours,” striking the last ball - winning the game without me even getting so much as a chance to play! I eyed it with horror, trying to think of a way out of this mess. My heart was racing, because when he said:

“Now get over here.” ​

I was making my way towards him, my eyes staring at him like a doe in headlights. I walked towards him, because I wanted to know just what his hands would do first. Where would they go? What would his perverted hands do to my body? I needed to get out of this, and fast. So, when I got close to Tommy I asked him "Do-Double or nothing! How about that?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

I was already grasping her by her hips and pulling her towards me when she begged for a “double or nothing” bet. I wasn’t about to let that stop me. One of my hands reached around to grope her big butt, while the other quickly roamed up to her chest, grasping at her full tits.


“Double or nothing?” I replied, my hands squeezing at her body with glee, my dick getting hard in my pants.


“I think I’m good with that. If I lose, you can go back to your prissy, pathetic little boyfriend, but if I win, I take you into that bathroom over there and you don’t get to say NO to me.”

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Double or nothing?”

He repeated, his hands squeezing my boobs and my ass through my clothing. I whimpered at the feeling, this pervert's hands all over my body, feeling me as much as he could. I just stood there and took it, while a big grin appeared on his face. Again, a really sinister one...“I think I’m good with that. If I lose, you can go back to your prissy, pathetic little boyfriend, but if I win, I take you into that bathroom over there and you don’t get to say NO to me.”

Not say no?

...

I couldn't just leave it at this. I needed a way out...

...Or was this just an excuse for more...?

"D-Deal!" I said, quickly moving away from his groping.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Deal… and I’ll let you break, but our current deal still applies!” I declared, following after her and getting my hands on her yet again. I groped her tits and ass all around the pool table as we pulled the balls out of their pockets, even bending her over the rail and jamming my crotch against her butt as, together, we got all the balls into the triangle and set up her break.


She was a hot mess by the time she was allowed to shoot another ball. I topped off her drink once more, filling her cup to the brim.


“But if you don’t suck this drink down, I’m gonna get Brad down here to watch this all happen,” I threatened with a devious look.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

It wasn't fair of Tommy.

I mean, there was no reason why I should have expected anything fair to come from this lewd, disgusting man. I was there around the table, trying to aim with Tommy's hands running all over my body; they were all over the place, stop staying in one place for more than a second - making me feel that maybe this sexual tension was making him break his 'cool'...if he even was calm since the first moment I saw him. My mouth opened in a surprised gasp, when he bent me over the rail and started dry humping my big butt. Thankfully he helped me set the triangle up and l aimed...or at least was trying hard to!

God that bulge felt so big...

..

Tommy took a break from humping me to leave my sight. It wasn't for the sake of being a good guy or anything; he filled my cup again even though I was determined to make this shot.

“But if you don’t suck this drink down, I’m gonna get Brad down here to watch this all happen,”

"Ugh...you're such a prick..." I muttered, taking the drink and doing as I was doing. I felt the fruity substance go down my throat as I began to aim again. I needed to hit this - for my sake and Brad's. Although, on the back on my mind I wondered just what Brad would make of this situation? He was always so passive and I wondered whether having his boss here calling me lewd things like FuckAss and Fat-Ass would get a reaction from him. Or the fact that he was touching me whether he could...or the fact that if I lose this that I'd have to go to that bathroom with him, unable to say no - whatever that meant!

I hit the balls on my break and watched a single striped ball fall... I could do this!

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Nice break, FuckAss,” I said, a heavy whisper in her ear as I was rubbing up on her from behind, my significant bulge pressed between her voluptuous ass-cheeks.


“Now let’s see if you can keep it going,” I growled, “or if you even want to…” my hands were roaming her poor body aggressively, even as I pulled my hips away from her butt, only to replace them with my hands, my fingers clawing up her butt into her crack between her legs, and showing no mercy as I aggressively pressed them into her flesh, digging towards her pussy and finding a very satisfying heat between her legs.


“Shoot, FuckAss."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

“Nice break, FuckAss,” Tommy said, giving me an unexpected whisper into my ear. I gasped in response, especially feeling him rub against me from behind; his bulge - some massive tent - pressing against my jeans covered ass. I nearly let go of the cue stick for a bit in a desperate attempt to keep myself in place. I want to say that I did that in order to make good shots, seeing as this game was pretty important. I wish that I could say that...but the reality was that I kept myself steady to feel more of that bulge press against my ass. I wanted to have some asshole guy feel me up like this in a way that Brad never did.

Oh god...I really was starting to enjoy this.

“Now let’s see if you can keep it going,” Tommy growled into my ear, “or if you even want to…”

"Stooopppp" I weakly protested, trying to aim the cue stick again. I nearly dropped again, feeling his hands now really dig into my asscrack and between my legs. He was showing absolutely no mercy, aggressively feeling me up and making me think of how aggressive he'd get if he got me alone in that room. An ache started to grow inside of me more and more as I thought of the crude things he said to me tonight.

“I’m gonna call you FuckAss for the rest of the night. Cuz that ass…Really needs to be fucked!”

“Once that pussy is in my hands, you’ll never take your FuckAss back to him…”

“You’ve probably never known how much pleasure a real man can give you by playing with that big fat fucking butt of yours,”

My legs shook a bit at those thoughts. About what he'd do to me if he got the chance...So, when I heard him growl into my ear:

“Shoot, FuckAss."

A soft moan escaped my lips. "Oooh!" I moaned, my aim heading to the black ball as I purposely sank it down. Automatic defeat.