Nope. Tittyfuck-time!

“Maxie, come on! People are waiting!”

Max groaned. Knowing that it was hopeless, she desperately tried to resist Alec’s command. Her inner voice screamed at her to run, to fight, to flee, but that inner voice didn’t seem to have any power over her body parts. She saw at least five different ways to escape from the room before anyone knew what had happened, but despite all her mental efforts she couldn’t push her body to obey her own will. Slowly she stood up and looked around. Her face burned with shame when she looked into the faces of the men surrounding her. She walked back towards the table. The movement made her aware of the big load the Russian man had blown into her snatch. Her lips quivered as she tried to ignore the feeling of her arousal and the taste of the load the last guy had deposited in her mouth. Then she turned around toward her next opponent.

It was a barely more than a boy and he looked nerdy. His greasy red hair was untidy, his glasses were huge and the parts of his face that weren’t covered by that were plastered by heavy acne. His dirty, clothes were old and at least three sizes too small. He smiled at Max with a mixture of insecurity and lust. In his shaky hands was a thick bundle of Fives and One-Dollar-Notes.

If Max had met him out on the street and the situation was different, she’d have felt sorry for the kid. Now his misery just disgusted her and the thought that she had to pleasure this boy sexually made her rage against Alec grow. She just wondered how a kid like this could hang out in this bar without being eaten alive.

On the plus side: There was no way this geek would beat her at pool, so at least all she had to do was wanking him off…

Alec took the notes from the boy and handed him a cue: “There you go, hotshot, good luck!”

The kid turned around, aimed and broke. But with his shaking hands he merely scratched the outer right ball, barely moving it from its original spot.

Max smirked. At least this would be easy. She took the offered cue, aimed and shot. Balls rolled all over the table and Max held her breath until she saw one disappear in one of the corners.

Relieved she aimed for another ball. It was an easy shot. The balls lay in a line to the pocket. She looked up to her opponent. He stood there, watching every move of hers with wide eyes, his pants spotted a bulge.

“You won’t beat me,” she said confidently, “All you’ll get is a handjob! Why did you pay 50 bucks if you’re not even able to play?” With that she shot. The ball went into the pocket, but the white one came to rest in the middle of the table. Max groaned and rolled her eyes. If she wanted to get a good shot, she’d have to bend over and place one leg on the table which would give the men a nice show of her spread wet cunt and tight ass.

Hesitantly, she bent forward to take her next shot, but wolf-whistles and rude comments of the guys behind her who got an excellent view of her open pussy messed with her concentration. She gave them a deadly glare which didn’t impress them at all.

Shaking her head Max focused on the game. With a hard shot she managed to sink another ball, but the white one bounced back and hit the black ball. Max’ eyes widened in horror as she saw it slowly trickle into the far corner and fall inside.

There was a moment of stunned silence. Then the crowd roared. The girl had lost again! And she had four balls left! That meant: Little Jimmy would get to fuck her tits! Alec chuckled in disbelief. This really wasn’t Maxie’s day. He saw her taking a step back, shocked.

“No, Maxie,” he spoke up, “Where do you think you’re going? Go and pay your debts!”

Max swallowed hard. She had lost by four balls! That meant, following Alec’s damned rules, she had to use her boobs to get him off. She looked at the boy. His nervous grin spread all over his face and his sweaty hands had already opened his pants. His five-inch-cock stood out of a thicket of red hair, precum already formed on its tip.

Max’ face crinkled in disgust and anger, but then the command kicked in and her legs carried her towards the geek. She knelt down and looked at the protruding dick in front of her face. It was pale and circumcised.

“Look at me”, she heard the boy say and unable to resist, her eyes moved up and she looked up to him submissively. She saw how he nervously licked his lips, could almost hear his rapid heartbeat. At least he was so excited that there was no chance in hell that he could hold out longer than maybe two minutes. She watched as he shoved his pants along with his boxers down to his ankles and pushed his hips forward to give her easier access to his cock.

Her hands moved up and she grabbed her boobs. She was hyper aware of the soft skin on her perky mounds; she could feel her small nipples, rock hard from the mixture of sexual arousal and cool temperature, sticking out between her fingers.

The conditioning kicked in and Max pulled her breasts apart. Leaning forward she placed his hard rod against her sternum and wrapped her tits around it. Her ample bosom completely surrounded his dick. Slowly she began moving her boobs up and down his shaft. Her skin was wet with sweat from her previous encounters, which served as a natural lubricant and made it easier for the boy to fuck her titties.

The boy couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as her felt the hot chick’s gorgeous tits wrapped around his wand, her nipples continuously grazing over his groins. He loved the sight how his dickhead protruded between her breasts with every upward thrust and how her eyes begged for him to cum and end her predicament. The dominant position over this girl who was way out of his league, combined with the chants of the men around made him even hornier and he grew more confident with every second he lasted.

“Very nice, honey!” he groaned, “Now spit on those cute boobies! Make those tits slick and fuckable!”

The crowd roared with amusement about how this boy who suddenly found the nerve to talk to a woman like that.

Max rolled her eyes, but her tongue moved around in her mouth to collect some saliva. Carefully she let it drop between her boobs, all the while never stopping to give his dick a tit-massage.

The added moisture encouraged the geek to pick up speed. With thrusting motions he began to move his hips. He felt his climax arrive and his face contorted while he fought a losing battle to hold out a few seconds longer.

Finally his thrusts became erratic. His ballsack repeatedly slapped against the undersides of Max’ tits and his grunts grew louder until he gave a yell and his cock exploded. Strings of cum shot out of his dick and hit Max, covering her cleavage, neck and chin. After what were at least twelve shots, Geekboy stumbled backwards, his legs so weak he fell back on his ass.

Max stared at him in shock about the cumshot she had received while the men screamed in drunken ecstasy. They pulled the boy up to his feet, handed him a beer, slapped him on his shoulder and complimented him about how he ‘gave that whore what she craved’.

Max ignored them and inspected the mess he had made. White strands stretched from the top of her chest upwards up to her lower lip. Reflexively, her pink tongue darted out and licked up as much as she could reach. As soon as she realized what she had done she cursed herself and her arousal. Inside her the proud girl fought a savage fight against her inner nympho and desperately adjured herself to keep fighting and not let those bastards treat her like a total slut. But with every second she failed to defeat Manticore’s **** the nympho grew stronger, telling her to resign to her fate and let the men have their way with her.
But so far her pride held the upper hand and she tried her best to break the mental blockade. She looked around and at least it seemed that no one had seen her lapping at the cum, but the men’s attention again focused on her.

“What now?” one man shouted, “Do we clean the bitch up or will everyone just give her a new layer?”
Everyone looked at Alec. They accepted his command since he was the one who gave them the opportunity to fuck such a stunning girl. Alec thought for a moment.

“She’ll play cum-covered,” he finally decided, “The next winner can decide if he wants to clean her up, make her rub the jizz in or just do her like she is!”

The men cheered and turned towards the table for the next game.