The rain had started pelting down in a torrent released from a sky that was increasingly becoming darker with the storms' threat.
I rushed for the nearest available shelter, the doorway that led down a steep flight of stairs to a seedy looking bar.
I was soaked to the skin; my white cotton dress clung to my every curve and revealed my nipples, which jutted erectly through the flimsy fabric.
I looked at the sky as the first bolt of lightening shot across its darkness with a thunderous crack. Then the heavens opened releasing a spray of hail, which hit the pavement covering it with ice.
The train station was a good few blocks from where I stood now taking shelter.
Without the aid of an umbrella I could not face venturing out back into the rain and hail.
I glanced around, the rain obscured my vision of the opposite side of the street and either side of the bar where nightclubs and other drinking establishments that had not yet opened their doors for the coming evening.
I had only two options, I could stand here and wait out the rain, that showed no apparent sign of weakening or I could go down the stairs and use a phone to call a cab.
I chose the later; normally I would not enter dives like this bar, definitely not a night.
However it was not yet 5pm and I guessed it would be empty or there would be only a one or two regular patriots nursing their needed beverages.
Hesitantly I took the stairs, careful not to slip upon the cold hard concrete.
The bar was dimly lit with a array of tables and chairs scattered clumsily around the red carpet that was stained with spilt drinks and god knows what else.
The bar itself was a vulgar composition of imitation brass and chipped dark wood with tacky vinyl stools pressed up against the ash tray that followed the bottom of the bar all the way around. It was littered with cigarette stubs and ash, plus unlucky bingo tickets.
Off to one side of the bar in an area void of tables and chairs was the billiard table.
Surprisingly its green felt surface was undamaged though only one of the fluorescent bars of the light overhead buzzed its brightness.
The bar smelt of stale tobacco and overflowing beer drip trays.
I ran my fingers through my wet blonde hair and moved into the room making my way directly to the bar.
At the far end a young guy dressed in jeans and a black T-shirt sat on a bar stool sipping a glass of beer, he was conversing with the bar man; a man in what I estimated to be his mid thirties with ash blond hair and steel grey eyes. Like the other guy he was attractive though he was more so. Obviously someone who could have been somebody but never did actually make it out from behind the bar job that was supplementing his actors income.
They both looked across at me their eyes betraying their surprise at a lone woman appearing in this type of establishment.
‘Can I get you something?’ The barman asked walking over to me. ‘Raining outside is it?’ He added handing me a bar towel.
I accepted the towel but did not use it.
‘Yes there is a storm, do you have a phone I could use to call a cab?’
The other man took another sip of his beer, his eyes fixated on me, or should I say on the wetness of my dress. I shifted uncomfortably, turning slightly away from his gaze.
‘Sure thing love.’ The bar man replied walking over to a portable phone that he brought over and handed to me.
‘Thanks.’ I replied smiling gratefully.
I pressed the button to make a call but there was no dial tone. I was accustomed to this brand of phone I owned one similar and I knew how to work them.
‘There is no dial tone.’ I told him, handing him the phone back.
‘What?’ He stated taking the phone and pressing the button himself as if he didn’t actually believe me and he needed to hear it with his own ears.
He put the phone back behind the bar.
‘Must be the storm.’ He concluded.
‘Do you have another one?’ I asked. ‘Or a mobile I could borrow?’
He shook his head. ‘Naa love, this be the only phone in here.’ He turned to face the other guy. ‘ Jack you wouldn’t happen to have a mobile would you?’
Jack put down his glass of beer and wiped the foam away from his lips with the back of his hand.
‘Nope, sorry mate.’
I felt my spirits dampen.
‘I’m sure the rain will ease off soon, how about you sit yourself down and have a drink. On the house of course.’
I knew I had little option, it looked safe enough in here and they both seemed friendly enough.
‘Sure, that would be great thanks.’ I said taking a seat on a barstool.
‘What would you like?’ He asked taking a clean glass from the glass rack.
I thought for a moment trying to decide I did not handle alcohol at all well but I felt so cold and I needed something to warm me up.
‘Vodka and Orange please.’ I said, using the towel to dry off my arms and the front of my dress.
He placed the orange liquid on the bar in front of me and I took a long sip.
One became two then three, by this stage I was noticing that I had become a little tipsy and slightly friendlier in my approach.
The three of us were laughing and joking like we had known each other for years within an hour.
‘Fancy a game of pool?’ Jack asked.
I had hardly played the game before in my life but with the courage of a little drink I was more than willing to go up against his apparent expertise.
‘How about putting a bit of a wager on it?’ Brad the barman added raising an eyebrow his steel blue eyes sparkling.
‘What kind of wager?’ I asked. The only kind of gambling I did was the weekly lotto when I remembered to enter my ticket or a quick flutter on the pokies at the casino.
‘The looser strips.’ He replied glancing over at Jack.
I went to protest. ‘ I don’t think so.’ I stated.
Brad thought for a moment. ‘Ok to make it more fair, if you don’t sink one ball you have to strip otherwise the looser just removes one item of clothing.’
I laughed, I was no pool shark but I knew I could at least sink one ball.
‘Your on.’ I replied chalking my cue.
We tossed the break and Jack won. As I stood back not even getting one shot he popped each of his balls in turn into the pockets, finally the black and placed his cue back on the table smiling at me and then over at Brad who was beaming.
‘But.’ Was all I could say.
Brad came out from behind the bar, went over to the entrance, shut, and locked its door turning the open sign around to show it was closed.
I felt sick to the stomach.
‘Well?’ Jack said standing there with his arms crossed waiting.
‘Just my dress.’ I told them.
Brad laughed. ‘No way Samantha.’ He said. ‘ The whole lot, you made the bet.’
I swallowed deeply, what could I do?
Standing in front of the pool table I slowly started slipping one of the straps of my dress over my shoulder.
‘Hey!’ Jack interrupted, pointing up at the pool table. ‘ Up there so we have a descent view.’
With the aid of a chair I stood up on the table, a blush creeping over my face.
Jack and Brad had dragged their bar stools up around the edge of the table and we sitting ogling as I began again to slip the straps of my dress over my shoulders.
By the time it came down over my white silk bra I was feeling more comfortable with the help of their admiring glances. I let the dress fall to the table then stepped out of it and kicked it to the floor.
I was left standing in my matching white silk bra and panties.
I reached behind my back and fumbled to undo my bra finally unclasping it I slowly let it drop to reveal my full breasts. My brown nipples jutted out erect from excitement.
I tossed the bra at Jack and he wrapped it over his shoulders. Slowly I edged my panties down over my hips, then turned around bending over seductively and edged them down further until they were around my knees.
I heard Brad groan with desire as I kicked them off and turned back around to face them, revealing my newly shaved pussy.
‘God.’ Was all Jack could mutter.
I had never stripped for anyone before and it brought to me an arousal that caused me my pussy to become wet with my juices.
I swayed a little to the music playing in my head and slowly went to my knees then laid back on the table before them spreading my legs to reveal my luscious wet cunt to their eyes.
It was all the invitation they needed. I lay back there on the table and watched the two men strip their clothes off so fast that I could not but laugh at their obvious desire.
Jack went straight between my thighs, I felt his mouth work its way over them and up to my bare pussy, his tongue licking leisurely along my moist slit before the fingers from both of his hands spread me wide and he buried his mouth into me.
His tongue delved deep and fast into my tight hole causing me to moan out loud.
Brad’s mouth descended on my breasts, his mouth sucking in my nipples and nibbling on them with his teeth, before he worked his way further up my body to meet my mouth.
Our kiss was pure lust, our tongues entwining around each other and delving and exploring each-others mouths.
Then as I felt Jack slip two fingers inside of me and his mouth encircle the swollen bud of my clitoris Brad was kneeling before me one hand clasping his rigid cock.
I raised myself up slightly and bent my head down to run my tongue over the length of his shaft.
His cock oozed his delicious pre-cum and I savored its taste.
I slowly and certainly teasingly worked my tongue over every inch of his throbbing cock, its movements wet and swirling paying particular attention to the area around his glans.
Then I moved my hand onto his shaft pushing his out of the way and slowly began to stroke him firmly as his cock nudged against my lips begging to be sucked upon.
I did not need any further hint and open my mouth wide and began to suck his cock into my mouth inch by inch.
He groaned in pleasure as my tongue continued to swirl around his throbbing length and my hand stroked him in rhythm.
It was difficult to concentrate with Jack’s mouth feasting upon me, occasionally it would become too much and I would moan against Brad’s cock, my hot breathe upon him only driving him more wild with desire.
His hand had entwined in my long blonde hair and he had started to thrust in my mouth fucking its hole.
I know most women can’t handle this, but it arouses me beyond belief. I continued to suck him more greedily taking him even deeper into my tight warm mouth.
Jack’s tongue fluttered across my clitoris wildly as he fucked my hole with his fingers.
Their thrusts were deep and hard and it sent me over the edge my feet arching as the first wave of orgasm hit me.
I stopped sucking upon Brad’s cock unable to control myself my mouth clenching him as tight as my pussy was clenching Jack’s fingers.
My body convulsed and shuddered beneath them, my juices flooding down into Jack’s mouth and over his chin.
Jack was then kneeling between my legs dragging me by my hips up to his aching cock.
I gasped, he was huge.
Brad knelt stroking himself as Jack finished positioning himself and guiding his huge throbbing cock to my wet pussy.
He did not even hesitate, instead plunging into me hard and fast.
I cried out as his cock filled my tightness and buried deep inside of me.
I had never felt anything like it. He began to thrust in and out and I pushed my hips up to meet him begging him for more.
Brad guided his cock back to my mouth and I started to suck upon him again as Jack watched and fucked me.
I tongued every inch of his cock and sucked him deeper and deeper until he could feel his head pressed against the back of my throat.
I had one hand stroking him firmly as my other hand encircled his swollen balls and squeezed them gently. This was obviously too much for him to bear and he groaned loudly as he began to spasm in climax. He withdrew his cock from my mouth and it began to erupt with his cum that sprayed over my face and down over my breasts. I opened my mouth trying to catch as much of the milky fluid as possible.
Then I slowly massaged his cum into my breasts in front of them.
Jack withdrew his huge cock from me, hopped off the pool table, and dragged me by the legs across to its edge.
Then positioning himself between my parted thighs he rammed his glistening cock back into my juicy cunt and proceeded to fuck me harder.
Brad’s mouth moved back down onto my breasts and I felt his teeth nipping my nipples.
The pain was arousing, I begged him to bite harder, and he readily did his teeth pinching my nipples between them and then dragging them out.
I then felt Jack’s cock begin to contract inside of me as he began to cum.
I felt his cum shooting deep inside of me as his body shuddered on top of me.
When he withdrew Brad was hard again and immediately took his place to fuck me.
He urged me over onto my stomach, climbed up on the table behind me, and positioned himself up at my pussy guiding his now once again throbbing cock to its entrance.
He entered me more slowly, trying to possess some form of self-control.
Though his cock was smaller than Jack’s he certainly knew what to do with it.
He began to ride me harder and harder. His hands gripping my hips as I pushed back into his every thrust.
Jack stood beside the pool table watching, he was stroking his cock bringing it to full erection again. I watched as his fingertips rubbed the strand of pre-cum into the tip of his cock, it was still wet and glistening with my juices.
Brad then pulled out, lay on his back, and told me to get on top.
Straddling him and taking his cock with one hand I guided him to my pussy and rubbed its head into my slit teasingly. His body strained up to push into me, but I refused to let him have that control.
Slowly then I let his head just nestle into my wet hole and moved my hips in a circular pattern upon him. He moaned with desire and sheer frustration.
I edged down him and when his shaft was buried inside me a few inches I then pushed down hard and fast taking him to the full hilt.
He gasped in surprise.
I then ground my hips in circular movements upon him as his hands caressed my breasts.
Then I started to move up and down on his shaft, slow deliberate movements that began then to build into a frenzy of desire.
I moved all the way up on his shaft taking its throbbing head to my pussy’s entrance and pausing for a moment before slamming down hard onto him.
By now Jack’s cock was throbbing in his hands and he came to kneel behind me.
I glanced back at him unsure of what he intended to do.
His legs straddled over Brad’s thighs and I felt him guide his cock to my ass hole.
I tensed up I had never been fucked in both holes at the same time.
He mumbled a few words of reassurance hotly in my ear and Brad and I shifted our position to gain him better access.
At first I felt his hand move down to the joining of Brad and my bodies and his fingers slipped into the space between Brad’s cock.
The feeling was incredible, the wriggling of his two fingers plus the hardness of Brad’s cock.
When he finally moved them out of me I felt a surge of disappointment.
His fingers were soaked in my juices and he rubbed them over his cock lubricating it well then did the same to my ass hole.
I tried to relax as I felt him move up behind me and felt the head of his cock nudge against my tight pink hole.
Brad and I stopped fucking for a moment to let Jack’s cock gain entrance.
He pushed it gently into me, the pain was almost unbearable but I let him proceed until he was a good 5 inches into my ass.
Then he started thrusting and was followed suit by Brad.
They brought themselves into the same rhythm of thrusting.
Both of their throbbing cocks deep in my holes fucking me hard and fast.
I felt like I was going to be split in two, though the pleasure of the sensations was indescribable.
Having both my holes filled so tightly with their huge cocks was sending me over the edge.
Brad’s fingers pinched my nipples roughly and I felt Jack’s mouth upon the side of my neck kissing and sucking upon my flesh.
I cried out loudly as the first spasm hit me, I went dizzy almost blacking out as my body began to tremble and I gasped and moaned in pleasure.
My pussy clenched Brad’s shaft tightly milking its hardness as my asshole tightened around Jack’s cock.
The sensation was too much for them also and I felt them both begin to explode inside of me simultaneously. Filling both of my holes with their hot cum.
Our bodies jerking and entangling upon one another in an orgy of sweat, cum and juices.