Once again, my son is out, and I am home alone. Smoking a little weed always made me feel very sexual, and this time was no different. Being a little stoned, I began thinking about a fantasy I have had for a long time now. I would love two men, to use me like a whore. Looks, age, (legal of course), and race are completely unimportant. As long as they make me feel used, and like a slut I don't care about anything else. Of course I have many scenarios, in which I get used, and all of them very HOT! The following story is of just one of my many slutty fantasies.
I walked into the bar not wanting to talk with anyone, and just get a beer and go. As I walked through the door, I was pleased that it wasn't crowded at all. Just a couple of old guys at the bar, and all the booths empty. What a relief I thought to myself. I noticed the two old guys turned as I walked in and they looked at me like a I was a piece of meat, and nothing more. Trying to figure out why my pussy was beginning to feel moist, I walked up to the bar and ordered a beer. These two perverts were looking me up and down as I stood there getting my beer. They licked their lips as they leered at my ass, and tits, and I was getting excited. I stand about 5 feet 2 inches tall, and I weigh about 230 lbs., have long brown hair, and 40D tits, that felt eyes burning into them. I paid for my beer and went to the back to sit at a table, feeling like a filthy slut since my pussy was soaked by their stares.
Almost done with my beer, one of the old men came over with a fresh one, and offered it to me. Since I don't drink much, the one beer made me a bit mellow. I took the beer and asked if he would like to sit down, which he did even before I finished asking, but instead of sitting across from me, he slid in next to me. Now I was thinking that maybe I should not have chosen the darkest table possible, we could barely see each other. I felt his hand on my tit, and I pushed him away, asking him to please just leave me alone. He ignored me and began to squeeze me hard, and rough telling me he knew what I needed. Still trying to push him off though not as forceful now, I felt his hand go down my body, and he began rubbing my cunt from outside my pants, as he continued his verbal abuse in my ear. I don't know if it was the beer, or that he was right and I was a whore for cock, but I stopped fighting him, and spread my legs further.
"Oh yes you fucking whore, spread those legs for me."
"Oh yes, use me." I said.
"You're nothing more than a dirty piece of fuck meat for cock!"
I was almost screaming now, "Oh yes, just a whore for cock!!"
I was so turned on, and excited, I didn't notice the second old man from the bar walk in and turn on a small light on the wall. It wasn't very bright at all but now he could see everything his friend was doing to me. He watched as his friend slid his hand inside my pants, and panties, feeling my hot dripping wet cunt, and listened to me moan in ecstasy as he did. He walked over to us and began roughly fondling my tits, pinching and pulling on my nipples, only making me hotter.
"Oh so the bitch likes it rough," he said with a dirty smile on his face.
"Yes!, Give it to me rough and hard!" I screamed.
