Friendly Competition

Kay Lovely and Robby Echo are chalking their cues when roommate Paige Owens strolls in, eyes the table, and grins. “Deal me in?” Game on. A few competitive shots later Paige perks up with a dare: “Sink this, and I lose the shirt.” Click. The ball drops. Her top flies, no bra, boobs out like the plan was there all along. Kay blinks. Paige just laughs. “Strip pool beats regular pool, right?” Robby’s already nodding, Kay caves with a shrug, and the game keeps rolling. Every missed shot costs another piece of clothing until Robby’s left in nothing but wood. That’s when Kay eyes his cock, then Paige, and says why fight over pool when they can fight over this? They drop to their knees, trading licks and sloppy kisses, balls and shaft slick with spit. Shirts and jeans vanish next, three bare bodies pressed together on green felt while the forgotten cue balls click quietly in the corner.