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A Bad Reunion


written by:
HA Johns

It was 2005, my husband and I had a great time for the last few years but now the Viagra was not working. We had moved into our own house a couple of years ago and other than spotty sex we were doing great. I was 55 and figured that I had a good run of it and this was not so bad. My husband got me off anytime I wanted. So what was a hard cock, answer, a hard cock. I was working in the school system and there were three men in my school to fifty women plus I did not want to bring my issues to work. Later I would change my mind but not at this time.

I had experienced almost all kinds of sex in my life, even spending some time as a call girl, while that sounds bad I made a lot of money and had some fun and very interesting experiences. I was not walking the street but just went on calls with exclusive clients.

It was a typical Saturday when the phone rang, I answered and to my shock it was Tim. "Tim," I said, "why are you calling me?"

He said, "I heard you were out of school, my wife left me and I am horny as shit."

"Again, why are you calling me?"

"I thought you might like to put that juicy cunt of yours on my hard cock."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"Well it's like this, I left the old job years ago and have been doing free-lance computer work ever since. I have this woman client that runs an escort service. She has some interesting pictures of you."

I was shocked, I didn't remember pictures.

"Do you remember pulling a train of black guys? It is you for sure and you have cum all over you and look very happy." He continued, "I could send copies to your husband and your job, I'm sure they would enjoy them."

I knew my husband would probably be OK with it as I had told him all about my past and it even turned him on to hear about the men I had fucked. He was still trying to get me to take a lover for a "little on the side," as he would say. The job was another matter, I had spent a lot of time and effort to get where I was and did not want to jeopardize it.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"At the supermarket on 18th Street."

I was trapped, I figured that maybe I could fuck him once and offer him some money to leave me alone. I told my husband I had to go shopping and would be back in an hour or so.

I drove there, he was standing by delivery type van, and I parked and walked over. He opened the back door, the roof was tall enough for us to stand up inside but there were no windows. He flipped on a light, we got inside and he closed the door. On the floor was a mattress.

Tim said, "strip cunt, you have gained some weight, I want to see where you put it."

I took off my clothes and he seemed impressed with my new figure, most of the weight had gone to my tits with a fair portion to my ass which had always been too small. He leaned up against the side of the van, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his cock which was now hardening. As much as I hated being blackmailed the sight of Tim's big headed cock made me get a little wet.

I got down on my knees and reached over to take his beautiful cock as a lot of thrilling memories came back to me. I inhaled him. As always it was hard to get that big head in my mouth but finally I did and started licking and sucking him. I undid his belt and let his pants drop, he was not wearing underwear so I was able to caress his big balls as I sucked him.

After a few minutes I stopped and looked up at him. "Tim, if I have to do this how about you put that great cock in my pussy and make this worthwhile for me too."

He stripped off his shirt and pushed me down onto the mattress and with one push was balls deep in my hot cunt. It was the Tim I remembered. He was even better now so I guessed that marriage had helped him. He would slowly pull almost all the way out, then push all the way in then all the way out with his big head popping my vulva open as he went back in. I pulled my legs up and clamped them around him as I felt a climax go through me.

Just then there was movement to the side and suddenly another cock was pushing against my mouth, I made a noise but Tim just laughed.

"Slut," he said, "This is my buddy Jim, he wants a little of your ass too, I expect you to blow him like the slut you are."

I opened my mouth and took in his cock as tears started dripping down my cheeks. Tim's cock in my cunt was wonderful but this other one was not as nice, it had a somewhat bitter taste and its owner was trying to stuff it all down my throat as Tim leaned his head to the side. A few more minutes of this abuse then Tim said something and pulled out as did Jim. They were stroking their dicks and I started seeing flashes of light as Jim came on my face and Tim shot his cum all over my stomach and tits.

Then Tim looked at me and said, "Slut, I have this van wired for sound, video and still pictures." "You have just become a porn star unless you fuck me anytime and anywhere I want." "I heard that your husband was going out of town next week." "Well actually I read it in his e-mail to his sister, see I own your ass and e-mail." With a laugh he said, "I am going to set up another gangbang like you did before. You might want to arrange to take off work next week. You are going to be very busy. Now get out of here."

I got dressed and staggered over to my car, several shoppers looked at me strangely but what I felt inside was worse. What or how could I tell my husband about this? I started crying again as I drove home.

When I got back home, my husband asked me if had gotten what I wanted, I said, "They were out of some things." He said, "Maybe tomorrow."

I told him I was tired and went and took a bath, soaking for a long time, I hated what had happened but I was also thrilled by it. Men wanted to ravage this old woman's bones. This was a new thought for me, I had figured that my days of sex were over. Now here I was being the slut I knew I was again.

I went to bed but could not sleep, reliving the cum on my body, the humiliation of it all. I knew that more was to come and it scared and excited me. What was wrong with me?

Almost a week went by, I started to hope it was a onetime thing. My husband left for his trip on Thursday. Friday afternoon, right after I got home, Tim called. Without ceremony he said, "Meet me at the Days Inn on 53rd, Room 211, and plan on spending the night slut. By the way, short skirt and a peasant blouse and no underwear." I realized that Tim had been stalking me. He knew what kind of clothes I had and knew what my husband was doing. I also realized that it would be hard to go to the police considering my history with him and other men.

I changed and drove to the Days Inn. Fearing the worst from Tim I had gone to my doctor and had an IUD implanted. Up the stairs and up to the door, I looked around knowing that I would be different when I came out. The door opened as I knocked and there was Tim with a big grin on his face. He grabbed my arm and brought me in the room. He turned me around looking at me and then took both hands and pulled my peasant blouse down past my breasts. Grabbing them he twisted my already hard nipples. Then he took me over to the single bed and made me lay down with my feet toward the headboard and my head just on the bed. He dropped his pants and there was his big headed cock already springing to life. He mounted the bed with his ass and balls in my face, he grabbed my big tits and stuck his cock between then and started fucking them. At the same time he sat his ass down on my face and told me to lick him. I can't tell you how disgusted I was but I had to do what he said. After a while he let go of my tits and turned around pulling my head up and stuffing his cock into it and telling me to make him come. I licked and sucked as much as I could until I felt him tighten up and then unloose his cum into my mouth and down my throat.

After he came he pulled up his pants again and told me to get off the bed and pull my blouse up. He then told me to sit in a chair and wait. He poured himself a drink from a whisky bottle then offered me the bottle. I took a deep drink knowing that I would need it. Then he lit up what appeared to be a joint and we smoked it. It hit me real hard and fast which was a good thing. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door which he answered. In came five men, they were all dark, two seemed to be black and the other three Hispanic as they were talking in Spanish. I understood Spanish and heard them talking about the white slut they were going to gangbang, me of course. Then Tim took money from each of them. The men all dropped their pants and pulled their dicks out. Tim told me to start earning my keep, to get down on my knees and get them hard. As I got up he pulled off my blouse and undid my skirt. I was now naked in front of five strangers and heard them talking about the cunt and Punta.

A circle was formed and I started sucking. Fortunately they were all normal sized, three were six plus and the other two were probably seven inches long. One of the black guys was very thick though and I wondered it my old cunt could handle him. While I stayed still they kept circling me each on having me suck them for thirty or so seconds before they switched off. This went on for twenty minutes or so until the first one came in my mouth. He had so much cum in him that most of it drained down onto my chest. Then one after another the other four came with the last two just spurting on my face.

Tim then ordered me onto the bed and said, "Gentlemen, let's see how much cock she can take. The first Hispanic guy stroked his dick hard then got up between my legs and without pause stuffed it into my cunt. As he was stroking into me two others came over, one on each side of the bed and grabbed my tits. The man on the left then pulled my head over and stuck his semi hard cock into my mouth and said "Punta, get me hard so I can fuck the shit out of your sweet cunt."

One after another they took turns, when the guy with the thick dick got to me there was so much cum in me that I could hardly feel him. He entered me a little slower and gave me a big wet kiss with a lot of tongue after which he started fucking me with a sure and steady gait. Suddenly I could feel my body start to respond and as I pulled my legs around him I came. That got them all excited as I guess they were used to women just lying there and taking it. After he came and got off me the next man started actually fucking me as a lover rather than a cunt. He was actually trying to please me. Now it's hard for me to come from intercourse, usually taking oral to get me off, and then only once a session, but something about this must have triggered something and I started coming for all of them. In between my climaxes and being stoned I was able to see a scowl on Tim's face. This was not working out as he expected.

After they all were worn out Tim got on me and demanded that I come for him. While I was extremely sensitive at this point I willed myself not to climax which really pissed him off. He got off of me after he came and told the others to leave, then he told me to get dressed. He was really pissed as he had lost his ability to control me with sex. Before this he was one of the only men that could bring me to climax from intercourse but now he had watched five others do it. He told me to get dressed and get out but that he would be calling me again and again, that I would never be done with him.

A few days later my husband came home. I told him what had happened. He was mad that I did not tell him what was happening from the start. He went to his computer and did some work then came out with a small camera he had found. Looking around the house he found several more. He had a locksmith friend come over and change all the lock using the best ones on the market. He and I changed our passwords and he found a Trojan horse in our computer which he removed. When he was finished he said he had found Tim's address and was going to pay him a visit. I begged him not to but he said that was the only way.

A few minutes later he came out and I could see he had on his carry pouch and was putting his Glock 21 into it. I spent the next couple of hour in fear of getting a visit from the police. When he came back he was smiling and had a portfolio in his hand. It was all the video and pictures Tim had stolen or taken. I asked him what happened and he just said, "After Tim shit and pissed himself he gave me all this and promised to never contact you again."

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