Pay up like a little slut, all night long.
Little slut has to pay up some time! I made a mistake again. I’m competitive as hell, and of course I love a good challenge.. my problem is when I bet on something I know I have a snowball’s chance in Hell of doing! I was hanging around at the bar one night with my guy friends and some of their girls.. Nothing too serious, nothing too wild, just a few drinks and a good time. They were playing pool for a change of pace, and I’ve never played it before. Usually if I go to a bar it’s to get wasted and wild with friends and sometimes watch a football or basketball game. But this time, it was lowkey, a little flirty, and easygoing..until we started playing pool. I’d never played, but of course I bet that I could beat one of the very cocky assholes that came along with my friends. Most of the guys had gone to grab the drinks so it was just me and him setting up the stakes of the bet. If I won, all my drinks were on him. If he won, I had to fuck him. I figured it was even because if I won, I could drown myself in the bar!
With a little smirk on my face and everything, I thought I was hot shit.. but that didn’t work out so well. I lost fair and square, and it was a bit too late to take back my initial bet. No one else knew of the stakes of our bet, so I got to keep it lowkey, all the time trying to dodge the little smirks he kept shooting me from across the table. And when most of the guys were too drunk to notice, he swooped by and pulled me away by the arm, sneaking me into the guys’ bathroom. No one seemed to notice or care, but we were probably not the first people to have done it, so they must have been jaded to girls sneaking off with guys. He chose the stall and pushed me right inside with him.. and considering the last ‘male’ bathroom I’d been in had been on a bad-decision streak in college, this bar restroom reeked! But as soon as I started complaining, he covered my mouth with his hand, kissing my neck hard enough to leave a little hickey that I’d have to cover up later. “Shut the fuck up, little slut. This was your idea.” I had to swallow it down and play along.. after all, I’m the one who got too competitive this time! And with a flick of his hand, he’d basically ripped off my panties. I’d only been wearing a thong, it didn’t put up much of a fight. One move and I was turned against the stall wall, skirt raised up, thong ripped on the floor, with his hard cock pressing right up between my pussy lips. “What a fucking slut..you’re wet already?” And he shoved it in as rough as he could, making sure it’d be a bet I would not enjoy losing. But little did he know, I fucking love being treated like a whore.