“If you loose, you fuck on the pool table.  In front of everyone.” Pause.  “We’ll do the same if it’s us.”

A game of eight ball never went so quickly, and I haven’t lost that badly in two years. 

He grinned at us, and a crowd closed in around the table. 

“So,” he said, with a smile and his arm around the skinny blonde to his side.  “Let’s see some action.”

My boyfriend looked at me, then at the bartender who was leaning back on her heels watching us.  Then back at me.

I didn’t think too much as I turned away from the table, lifting my ass up so I was sitting on it.  He walked in between my legs and leaned down for a nice long kiss.  The crowd was screaming as he kissed me deeply, and they where chanting things I don’t want to repeat.  I pulled him into me and reached my hand down to his zipper.  What the hell, I thought to myself as I slid it down.  I reached a hand in, grabbed him firmly and whispered in his ear, “I guess we better do what they say.”

He didn’t need much more convincing and when he reached his hands up under my skirt and pulled my g-string down over my thighs and onto the floor, I didn’t say a thing.  He was hard in my hand, and the crowd was so close I could feel them breathing on me, but at that moment I really didn’t care.  I had been with this guy for eight weeks, and this was the most effort he had put into the relationship to date.

His fingers dug into my back, he pulled me closer to him, and then suddenly he pushed me down onto the pool table with a strength I didn’t know he had.  I was staring up at the lights, and someone above me was pulling my shirt up over my head as my boyfriend was pushing up my skirt.  Two soft girl lips touched my own as he opened his mouth on me, licking me up and down in front of this filthy crowd. 

The girl lips kissed me deeply and long, and I didn’t care anymore that we were being watched or that I didn’t know who she was.  Between breaths, I got out, “fuck me” and in two seconds he was.  He felt huge and hard, and I swear I felt every centimeter of his cock as it slid into me.  She didn’t stop kissing me as her hands moved over my breasts, and he was pounding into me like there was no tomorrow.  The crowd was chanting at this point, and he was giving them what they wanted, slamming into me, pushing me down against the green felt, as this stranger kissed my lips upside down.  She took my bottom lip into her mouth just as he pulled all the way out of me.  She teased me as he did the same, working just the head of his cock against my opening, until finally I reached a hand up to her head, pulled her down into a long sweet kiss, and felt him slide all the way into me, stretching me open like I didn’t know was possible. 

I don’t know how long it lasted, but I know that at some point she reached a hand down over my stomach and rubbed my clit with fingers wet from our kisses.  She rubbed me as he slid in and out of me, and her lips were warm on mine, and I started to scream and come and shake, bouncing balls around on the table to the sound of chanting fans. 

And that my friends, is how I lost my virginity.

—Guy New York