It had been two long weeks since Walter, and his friend had used me. I was starting to get very sexually frustrated, and was playing with my pussy every chance I got. It was a Friday night, and I showered and got ready to sit and relax, and maybe play with myself a little, when the door rang. I jumped up and ran to the door, thinking it would be Walter, back to use me some more. I opened the door and to my disappointment it was my fat old next door neighbor. This guy was ugly, and about 100 lbs. overweight, and made no attempts to hide he was a nasty fuck. He wasn't even nice when he asked me if i knew anything about computers. I said yes, with some what of an attitude, and he said to come next door and try to fix his. I knew I should just shut the door in his face for being so damned rude, but instead I followed him next door.
I followed him into his apartment, and into his bedroom to where the computer was. I sat at the chair, and tried turning it on, but nothing. checking the plug I realized it was not plugged in. Now I began to get nervous, knowing he had planned the whole thing, and then he mentioned Literotica. I froze and asked him, what he knew about the site.
"Well I like to read stories about slutty fat women," he boasted.
"Let me see what you are talking about."
He pulled up a story titled "BBW Whore for Old Cock", and I almost passed out. I had written that story, and I was hoping that he didn't know it was me. Just then he clicked on my profile, and there popped up my picture. He knew, and this is when I became his whole also. Of course I told him I was already being used by someone at the moment, he said he didn't care, and would use me when he's not. He clicked back onto my story and made me sit there and read it out loud while he came up behind me and reached down and started playing with my tits.
"Do you want me to use you cunt?" he whispered in my ear.
"No, please don't make me do this," I begged.
"You know you want this bitch!" he yelled as he pinched my nipple so hard I screamed.
"No I don't want this with you!"
"Well too late for that whore!"
"Please just let me go home!"
"You will do this cunt, or I will show everyone in the building your dirty little stories."
I knew then I had no choice, I was going to be this fat ugly old man's whore, and as much as it bothered me, it also turned me on a little. Could I actually be getting turned on by someone so gross? Am I really just a fucking whore pig that needs cock, any cock? I answered my own question when the old fuck grabbed me by my hair and forced my mouth down on his cock, and I took it all the way down like a true whore.
"That's it you fucking whore, take it all!"
He continued to read the story aloud while he fucked my mouth, and when he go to the part of the two old men fucking both my holes at the same time, he began to taunt me about it.