Called Back to The Dark Corner Pocket

The salty warm air gently brushed past my face. I sat in my chair, reflecting upon the past several months of nothing but relentless work and chaos.

It was a Tuesday, and it was a good day while I was enjoying a well-deserved vacation. The preceding months made me wonder why I was working so hard, or rather what was the point.

Now, finally, I'm at my favorite beach sitting in My chair, under My personal commercial-grade umbrella. I had a bottle of water in one hand with a bourbon on the rocks in the other.

I closed my eyes and just listened to the gentle sound of the surf. The temperature outside was about ninety degrees with a light breeze, my favorite meteorological conditions.

While rapidly approaching a relaxed state, I was able to hear the typical sounds of beach activity. As well as the gentle sound of the surf in the background, children were playing. You could hear a cacophony of various types of music. The faint sound of the light wind was all it took to finish it off. This was good.

I heard some slight sounds of motion near me, so I looked out of the corner of my eye and noticed a couple of voluptuous scantily clad ladies. Their two-piece bikinis were barely covering their bodies. While they were positioning themselves to collect some rays from the sun, one of the ladies' tops came undone revealing her breasts. She covered herself up slowly, appearing to not be aware of, or perhaps did not care about my dead-on view. The- two of them then continued to sun themselves.

Normally, I would have been looking intently while not allowing it to be obvious. You know, turn your head slightly in the opposite direction while your sunglasses disguise your eyes when you are really looking straight at them. The infamous Stealth Mode. Or, perhaps I would snap a quick photo, without being detected, just for the sake of posterity.

Nevertheless, I was tired and beginning to relax. I did not care about the breast sighting because it did not matter. I just felt peaceful for a change.

As time gently progressed, I finished my drink and closed my eyes again. All I could think about was how wonderful life was at this moment. I was in paradise.

Out of nowhere, the surf bled into a constant deep, low buzzing sound while a frigid breeze swept over me. The beach, the children, the music, and the breasts faded into a cold dense fog, rendering me very uncomfortable. I felt cold and miserable.

The world as I know it faded into what felt like another dimension. In this heavy fog, there was no sound, and I was alone floating without mass. I began to wonder if this was my end…

In an instant, I found myself sitting in a chair next to a pool table. A Cuban cigar appeared in my fingers that was already cut and ready to be lit. To my left, there was a tumbler full of my favorite bourbon on the rocks.

I was well-dressed in black, portraying that “I could take on the world” look. This sudden calm demeanor filled with an air of confidence was quite appealing. I felt like a million bucks, so to speak.

The temperature here was very comfortable and the music in the background could be heard without it being overwhelming. I then looked around me and felt as if I had been there before. I began to experience a very familiar feeling which I found to be astounding.

Now I knew where I was. I found myself back at the Dark Corner Pocket. This is the place and I’m back!

After months of exhaustive searching, I was not able to ascertain the location of this magical and mystical establishment. I almost gave up. But somehow, I have returned...

Before I could rack up the billiard balls, a familiar enchanting scent was intercepted by my olfactory glands. This subtle but intoxicating scent was reminding me of the vaginal essence of someone that I was missing dearly.

I felt driven and compelled to stand up and turn around. There she was before my eyes, Jennifer. I was astonished to see the most exciting lady I had ever met, again.

Jennifer looked at me with her gentle grey eyes and smiled. She appeared to be elated having me in her presence while simultaneously carrying the air of calm.

As usual, I was unable to go without scanning her body up and down. This time, she was wearing a dark blue-green satin blouse, my favorite color. It was unbuttoned to just below the lower third of her breasts, barely hiding her nipples. Strangely enough, this beautiful blouse was able to keep everything contained without falling out.

While I was busy looking at her breasts, I could not help but notice a brushed stainless-steel pendant hanging around her neck. It had a unique long and thin shape that appeared to be approximately one hundred millimeters long by nine millimeters wide.

The pendant had what looked like a small button on the side of the upper end near the chain. It hung snugly between her beautiful attributes, where it was able to stay. The general shape and look of this piece of jewelry piqued my interest.

Jennifer was also clad in another black leather skirt that hung above her knees. I hoped that she was only wearing the type of nylons that stopped at her thighs.

In my humble opinion, there is something sexually stimulating when I think about Jennifer wearing these types of nylons. I am turned on by the sight of them stopping on her thighs while displaying her bare skin above. I find myself fantasizing about Jennifer not wearing any panties as well. The sight of these thigh-high nylons, without panties, would take me to a level of sexual arousal that might as well be the point of no return...

And to top it off, her black leather, heeled shoes covered her small feet wearing them well. From what I could remember, she looked hotter and even more desirable than our previous encounters.

For this moment, the thought of this described access to her pussy was overwhelming. All I was able to think about was Jennifer lying down on the pool table on her back, wearing thigh-high nylons, no panties, her skirt pulled up, and her legs spread. I was having visions of ramming my hard cock up inside of her right there on the pool table…

Ok, back to reality…

After conducting a thorough visual examination of her attire and attributes, I was able to speak. I looked at her squarely in the eye and asked, "What happened, and where have you been? I need to know."

Jennifer responded with, "Soon Andrew, very soon it will all make sense."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I fired back without thinking.

Jennifer looked a bit distraught with my tone. I quickly regained my composure and said, "I am sorry, I do not understand. You disappeared again!”

She softly said, "Please trust me."

What else could I do? I relaxed and returned to being captivated by her while trying not to get caught undressing her with my eyes.

Jennifer smiled and asked me, "Pool?"

I was about to say, "I would love to, but I do not have my cue."

Before the words emerged from my lips, I looked back at the table and noticed Verde was lying there in her sealed case.

I looked back at Jennifer, smiled, and said, "Let the games begin."

Jennifer racked up the balls for a typical game of Eight-ball. I took the break and didn't sink anything.

To my dismay, several balls were lined up for easy shots. Jennifer did not miss the opportunity to run the table, leaving me with seven balls. I didn't even get to take a single shot.

I racked up the balls so Jennifer may break. The two-ball fell into one of the side pockets. She continued to sink the six, three, and seven balls. However, she missed the one-ball.

My turn began by sinking the rest of the striped balls followed by the eight-ball. I was victorious.

After some play, back and forth, Jennifer won the next two games. I was beginning to get nervous again.

Jennifer began the next game with the break. She leaned over the table, allowing me to look into her blouse to see her breasts. I was fixated on her as well as them, and she knew it.

I commented suggestively, "You will have to do better than that."

Jennifer just smiled and continued to play.

Without looking at her, I asked, "Is that the best you can do?"

Jennifer smiled again and did not verbally respond.

In the meantime, I became riveted on that interesting piece of jewelry hanging from her neck. It was resting snugly between her breasts, maintaining its present position. I became extremely curious with an inordinate quest for knowledge.

“What is that tantalizing piece of jewelry you are squeezing...? I mean…wearing,” I asked.

Jennifer slid this item from between her breasts with one hand holding it so I could see it. I wanted to touch it, but I was afraid I might reach for one of her breasts instead.

It is not that I did not want to touch them, because I did. In fact, at that time I wanted nothing more. But this is Jennifer and this is different. I had this unexplainable feeling that she should be treated with respect. Somehow, I knew deep inside that I should always ask for permission before I touched her in that fashion. Something much more was happening…

Anyway, I just looked at her pendant intently because I had never seen anything like that before. This item was different and very simple. Still, it was intriguing and amazingly beautiful. With my overactive imagination running wild, I knew I must investigate and get to the bottom of this. Later...

At this juncture, she slid it back between her breasts, smiled, and continued to play.

As my wandering cock let my mind return to the game, the unthinkable happened. Jennifer scratched on the eight-ball. As luck would have it, I continued to win the next three games.

As the billiard games continued, while I was lining up for my next shot, Jennifer sat down in one of the chairs on the opposite side of the pool table. She looked a bit dismayed and did not utter one word.

She was directly in my line of sight and I could not help but notice that a subtle smile had emerged on her face and I had no idea what her mind may have been conjuring. I must admit, the curiosity was killing me.

After a few minutes, Jennifer drew another quick subtle smile and slowly released one more button on her blouse rendering a little more of her breasts visible. However, to my dismay, she managed to still keep them from completely falling out.

Needless to say, once again, my cock was as hard as steel. I was so distracted staring at her chest, that I missed my shot. When it was time for Jennifer to take her turn, she did not bother to button up her blouse leaving me with the inability to take my eyes off of her. I did not even notice that she had missed it.

I attempted to regain my composure and I began to focus back on taking the last shot of the game. I was lining up for the eight-ball when I noticed Jennifer had now unbuttoned her blouse completely, displaying her beautiful large breasts in totality.

They were incredible! She was incredible! There she was, sitting in a chair, arching her back in a pool hall exposing her breasts with erect nipples for all to see. However, as in previous adventures at the Dark Corner Pocket, nobody seemed to take notice, only me.

I was so sexually excited that all I could think about was putting her down on the couch on her back. I wanted to put my face between her breasts while sinking my rock-hard cock deep inside her vagina followed by thrusting it in and out. This would follow up with filling her up with seed and watching it spill out of her.

As I was wondering where in the hell my mind was racing off to, Jennifer followed up by conducting another brazen move by removing her blouse. She sat down in a chair and laid it out over her lap. She looked me in the eye with a playful little grin and softly said, “Your shot.”

I felt as if my head was spinning in circles as I approached the table to take my turn. It was obvious that I was so hard that the outline of my cock was protruding through my pants. I was barely able to concentrate on anything…but Jennifer.

As I attempted to take the shot, she stood up and walked towards me. She grinned and playfully asked, “Cock a little hard?”

I took a deep breath and said nothing. I recoiled back and slammed the cue ball sending it directly into the eight-ball. It sunk straight into the pocket! Somehow, I had won!

After a brief pause, I politely said, "Since I won, may I look at your beautiful breasts for a little while?"

"Yes, of course," she whispered with a slight grin.

Jennifer was now topless. The total exposure of her breasts captivated me without compunction. I stared at her with an abundance of greed while appearing to foam at the mouth like a rabid dog. Never in my life had I been so hopelessly cast under somebody’s spell.

Oddly enough, I then noticed that her pendant was still hanging between her twins. Now, this continued to draw my attention. I had to ask myself, “Was I able to see the forest through the trees?”

I walked up and sat down in front of her. I looked at her in the eyes, then at her breasts, and then in her eyes again. I reached for the pendant with my fingers but stopped and thought better of that.

I then just said, "Your pendant continues to be very interesting. I am intrigued. May I see it?"

Jennifer smiled and nodded.

I reached for the pendant with my pointer and middle fingers while brushing the back of my hand between her breasts. It felt heavy for its size while her breasts felt heavenly on the back of my fingers and hand.

Again, I noticed the small soft button on the side of the upper end.

"What does this do?" I quietly asked.

"Maybe later," she responded.

"As you wish," I said.

While looking at her breasts, I softly and sheepishly asked, "May I feel them, with my hands, right here, right now?"

Jennifer looked back at me and whispered, "Yes, you may."

I reached over and fondled her incredible breasts with each hand. I then felt them with both hands, gently caressing and squeezing them together. I moved my fingertips over and around her hard nipples feeling them directly and lightly squeezing them between my fingers.

I felt every square millimeter of each breast followed by putting my face between them. I squeezed her breasts together with my face between them as I gently shook it back and forth. As if I were on auto-pilot, I maneuvered my tongue, wiggling it on her nipples and playfully nibbling on them.

I slowly moved my body behind Jennifer while holding and caressing both of her breasts. With both of them in my hands, I gently pulled her against me allowing me to feel my cock up against her bum and pussy. She was magnificent.

If it were possible, my cock felt even harder. Jennifer was slightly bending over which allowed her skirt to slowly inch up past her bum. To my liking, she was not wearing anything underneath her skirt. While fondling her breasts, my cock was rubbing up against her pussy through my pants leaving an opaque wet spot on them.

I put one hand under her bum and felt her warm and wet pussy sliding over my two fingers. Without a thought, I inserted those two fingers inside of her up to my hand. Again, I was able to appreciate how warm, wet, and soft she was.

After a few more minutes, I let go of her left breast and removed my right-hand fingers out of her vagina. She slid her skirt back down and put her blouse back on. She said, “I was able to feel your hard cock against me. I want to see it… Would you be kind enough to show it to me? It might be fun.”

I replied, “What a coincidence, I was just thinking that I would like to see your pussy as well. In fact, would you be so kind as to sit down with your skirt pulled up and spread your legs for me?”

Jennifer smiled and said, “Yes, I will. And, as far as a view of your cock is concerned, I believe you are good for it.”

I smiled back replying, “I have an idea. How about, for a short duration, you go ahead and open up your pussy, and then I will pull out my hard cock. We can gamble via the pool table for a longer duration for whatever...may pop up.”

Jennifer smiled devilishly and responded with, “I hope you are going to enjoy having your cock out for a long while.”

“We will see who is exposing what, and for how long…” I promptly retorted.

Jennifer agreed, “I think this may be interesting, and…fun.”

While still seated, she lifted up her skirt to her stomach and spread her legs out wide. Again, her pussy was clean-shaven and glistening. She placed the first two fingers from each hand and gently pulled her lips apart showing me the opening of her vagina.

I sat down facing her and reached slowly for her pussy, and then stopped abruptly. Jennifer looked at me with a rather confused and inquisitive look.

I said, “May I touch you?”

I just felt that this was the respectful action to take because I knew deep down, that she was not a toy, she was a living person with feelings.

It was then I realized that she was much more to me. I just wish I could remember where these thoughts and feelings were coming from. I was frustrated because she was extremely familiar to me. I just could not put my finger on it…

In the meantime, Jennifer appreciatively responded with, “Yes, because you asked.”

While I caressed her labia, an abundance of moisture was sliding between my fingertips. I continued to move them back and forth slowly where I could hear the sound of wet flesh slapping against itself. My middle and pointer fingers gently worked their way into the opening of her vagina. I carefully pushed them in and out to the full length of my fingers.

Jennifer’s insides were so soft, warm and wet which felt like pure paradise. After approximately ten to twenty seconds had elapsed, then again who’s counting, I retracted my moisture-laden fingers from Jennifer. I took a long and deliberate inhale sniffing my fingers before licking her liquid essence off of them.

Her scent was so familiar and riveting while her juices tasted like some pheromonic type of candy. In other words, she smelled and tasted like pure pleasure.

Jennifer closed her legs and slid her skirt back down covering her wonderful private little place. She grinned like a little minx and said to me, “Now you have gotten a little taste, no pun intended, it’s my turn.”

With a returning grin, I said, “As you wish.” I complied with her wishes by unzipping my pants, pulling my cock out, and handing it over to her.

I quietly spoke, “Right now, this belongs to you and you alone.”

Jennifer took my cock in her hand gently squeezing and sliding it up and down the shaft. As I closed my eyes savoring this incredible moment, she took me completely off guard. Out of nowhere, she slid my cock into her mouth.

She then started running her tongue up and down my shaft ending up back at the tip where she wiggled her tongue slightly into the hole. I remembered that she had done this before and I loved it.

At this point, Jennifer engulfed my cock in her mouth as far as it could go slightly into her throat. I knew not to thrust deeper because I wanted her to be comfortable while I was in a state of ecstasy. The excitement was making me lose control and I almost blew my load in her mouth.

I slowly retracted my penis, while trying to keep a straight face and said, “Now You have had a little taste as well, no pun intended, let’s play some serious dirty pool."

Jennifer had the look of bewilderment on her face at first followed by a smile while uttering the word, “Touche'.”

We began another game. Maybe it was a sign of weakness, but I was not able to concentrate on the conduct of the game. All I could think about was looking at, inserting something in, sticking my tongue inside, or just getting into her pussy.

Jennifer’s magical vaginal scent was still emanating from my fingers captivating me beyond words. Needless to say, I lost the game. I lost miserably and I did not care. It’s a good thing nobody, other than Jennifer witnessed this lack of control. Somehow, it was ok because I did not feel the need to hide anything from her. Her demeanor put me at ease allowing me to be myself.

Jennifer, without rubbing it in, sat down next to the table and looked at me before she spoke. She softly and respectfully asked me, “Are you willing to pull out your cock for me again?”

“Of course,” I responded without a second thought.

I unzipped my pants, pulled out my rock-hard penis, and handed it to her. She stroked me the same tantalizing way she had done previously rendering my cock even harder than before. She stood up with my cock in her hand and held it down on the side rail of the table.

My first thought was, I am in a pool hall and she has my cock out and visible on the table. Then again, if nobody noticed when she was topless and her legs were spread apart with my fingers inside of her, then who would notice this? Besides, I felt very comfortable with Jennifer.

With her other hand, she unbuttoned her blouse again exposing her breasts and said, “Stick it between them.”

On command, I had my cock between her breasts with my hands squeezing them tightly around it. I pounded her tits for a few minutes until I was ready to cum.

Then, she said, “Not yet.” She motioned me to move back a little.

After about thirty seconds, she put my cock back into her mouth and sucked it intently. She took it all letting it protrude down into her throat. Again, just before I was about to cum in her mouth, she stopped and said again, “Not yet.”

I was so excited I was willing to stroke it in front of her and blow my load all over her breasts, giving her the proverbial pearl necklace. Furthermore, I did not give a furry rat's ass where I was, or who may have been watching.

Jennifer again grabbed my cock and pushed it down on the table. She reached between her breasts and pulled out that shiny metallic object she was wearing around her neck.

As she moved it towards my penis, she pushed that little button, making it vibrate wildly. That wonderful little device vibrated more than anything that size should be able. Now I realize, this device is also her toy. Holy Shit!

Jennifer touched my penis with this magnificent device moving it all over. She ran it up and down my shaft, making my legs shake. This was amazing and I have never felt anything like this before.

She continued to rub the tip of this device into the hole of my penis, making me quiver beyond control. I was so stimulated I could not speak, much less breathe. When I thought there was no other feeling like this in the world, she put the device in her mouth for a few seconds.

My first thought was, “What in the hell is she going to do now?”

After getting her toy nice and lubricated, she began to slide it into the tip of my penis. Before I could process all of these unknown sensations, Jennifer gripped her fingers around my cock and slid her vibrating little friend inside of me up to the cap. I believe I was seeing stars.

I think I may have lasted twenty or thirty seconds when I said out loud, “This is it!”

Jennifer retracted her little toy out of my penis while she was sitting down on the couch. She quickly lay down on her back. With my cock now in my hand, I ejaculated two squirts all over her breasts followed by another couple into her mouth. I felt like I could continue to ejaculate more and more down her throat.

When my fountain of youth was empty, she licked all of my liquid seed off of my penis and swallowed it…

Jennifer put my cock back into her mouth and continued to suck it until it could no longer stand at attention on its own.

Now I was able to stand up, put my cock away, and zip up my pants. I turned and looked at Jennifer lying on her back with her upper body slightly propped up. Through all of the fury, her skirt slid back up exposing her pussy.

Just above a whisper, I said, “I would like to return the favor.”

Before Jennifer could respond, I sat back down on the couch between her legs. I looked at her seeking permission once again before touching her.

Jenifer looked back at me, closed her eyes, and subtly nodded permitting me to enter her vagina.

I gently pulled her lips apart and looked inside. Wow! What a beautiful sight!

At this point, I maneuvered my face between her legs and slid my tongue up inside of her. She tasted even better than a little while ago when I licked her juices off of my fingers.

My tongue licked her all around her lips, clitoris, and g-spot faster and faster with each pass. I continued to thrust my tongue up inside of her while smearing her essence all over my face. Between passes of my tongue sliding inside of her pussy, I pushed two fingers up inside of her. This was followed by adding two more fingers, one at a time.

The sight of my four fingers up inside of her made me extremely excited once again. I now gently reached for Jennifer’s little friend, which she handed over without protest. I pushed the button and slid the vibrating toy all around her private little pleasure area.

Jennifer began to quiver when I was rubbing her clitoris with the device while I stuck two fingers up inside of her. I felt her vaginal opening shaking while it excreted her essence down to her starfish.

The art of multi-tasking was accomplished when I rubbed the tip of her toy over her clitoris, licking her labia, my thumb inside of her vagina, and my middle finger wiggling about one-half inch inside her bum. With a soft little moan, Jennifer had orgasmed long and hard.

There she was lying on her back with her breasts completely exposed, her skirt was raised above her waist, and her legs spread far apart. She looked me in the eye again and took her fingers and pulled her lips apart opening up her vagina. The sight of her was beyond belief and it was safe to say that she had one hundred percent of my undivided attention.

My cock regained its strength and became so hard again, it felt like it could cut steel. My body was on the edge of shaking all over while I continued to stare at the most beautiful and exciting sight in this universe…

“You are the most incredible lady I have ever known, and I must have you,” I spoke out. In an almost begging fashion, I implored, “May I please, have you?”

Jennifer screamed out, “Would you just drop those drawers and fuck me! Fuck me here! Fuck me hard! Fuck me now! Either way Andrew, just FUCK ME!”

I was trembling beyond measure while preparing to shove my dick up inside of her. As I stood up, I had difficulty getting my pants off. I did not want anything hanging up while I was trying to cram it inside of her.

All I could think about was jamming my cock up inside of her pussy as far as I could stick it. I wanted to fill her vagina up with my seed and let it spill out all over the place. The trembling was getting worse by the second…

When I removed my pants with my cock hard beyond words, I heard an uninvited deep buzzing sound while my surroundings began to fade out of existence. As I was watching Jennifer, mostly naked, drifting off into a fog-like view, yelling out from a distance, “I am sorry Andrew! I am so…sorry!”

She was gone...Again…

What the fuck!

Before all darkness, the accompanying cold breeze swept through the fading room chilling me to the bone…

I slowly opened my eyes to the beautiful sight of the ocean. The sound of the surf filled the beach with the most calming sounds one may ever hear. Children were playing in the sand while music could be heard by all.

My bourbon on the rocks was back in my hand and there was a bottle of water next to my chair. Even the ladies who were collecting sunshine were there. The one with the exposed breasts was slowly putting her top back on.

I looked at my phone, not to photograph the topless twit, but to see what time it was. I couldn't believe this. Less than a minute had passed when it felt like an entire night.

I asked myself, “What happened? Where have I been? Why do I feel so lost?”

As I brushed my hand past my face, something smelled very familiar. Not only familiar but enticing. That wonderful scent was all over my fingers, hands, and face. Now I remember what that is! It was from Jennifer’s little private pleasure palace.

I looked at my phone again because something else captured my attention. As I navigated to the gallery, I could not believe my eyes. There was a photo of Jennifer lying on the pool table, on her back, and her skirt pulled up while spreading her legs.

I do not remember taking this photo, but I like it. This was the exact stance I was having fantasies about.

All of the parameters were present:

The open blouse.

The nylons stopping at her thighs displayed the contrast between them and her bare flesh.

No panties to obstruct the perfect view of her pussy.

Legs spread.

Knees bent.

Heeled shoes flat on the table.

It was so sexually-exciting, my cock became hard. Additionally, there was a text in my inbox. It was from Jennifer…She said, “Please come back for me. This time, I will not let the powers of the Dark Corner Pocket let you forget.”

My head is now spinning and I had this overwhelming desire to find Jennifer. Now, I remember everything to include the events from all of the previous ethereal visits.

I am now very aware that my memories were severely diminished after departing the Dark Corner Pocket. During this visit, I experienced fragmented memories of events that concerned Jennifer. These memories were now becoming clear.

After further review of my phone’s gallery, a few more photos of Jennifer were found. I particularly enjoyed the ones where Jennifer was topless with a dirty little smile on her face and spreading her lips apart.

At first, I had no memory of taking any photos. However, I am becoming much more focused by the minute.

It is quite apparent that I must get back to the Dark Corner Pocket and find Jennifer. I will continue my search to the ends of the earth if needed. I will find her and I will bring her home.

To be continued:

Thank you for taking the time to read this story. I hope you have enjoyed the continuing adventures of The Dark Corner Pocket, which is the backdrop for my upcoming Dirty Pool Series.

As always, the names have been changed (for now…) to protect the Guilty as charged - willing participants.