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Sally makes up for lost time

I had been busy for a month. Me and Paul had taken our grand kids to the beach to let Bobby's wife Glenda get knocked up by Bobby's brother Don. Add to that all the other things life tends to throw at you. Beyond my usual screw with Ken twice a week, nothing. I needed a break from normality. I ask Ken if we could frequent a club we had been to before, but he was less than enthusiastic. His taste had gone more to house parties or playing with friends he knew. I was in a quandary. I wanted new dick. I wanted young stuff. My inner cougar was clawing to get out. As I was looking through my purse I found a business card that had been in there for months. It was glossy on front with the name of some band, on the back was wrote “Shawn”. What the hell, I though it might be worth a try. I tried the number, no answer but I was able to leave a voice mail. “Hello, this is Sally, we had some fun a few months ago, call me if you are interested in a repeat “. I wasn't that optimistic. Hell, I was almost twice his age, he likely had girls on a string as a performer in a rock band. I put it on the back burner of my mind until my cell rang. I didn't recognize the number but I answered. “Yo, this is Shawn, is this Sally?” “Yes I am, want to party? I think we had quite a time last time, want a repeat?” “I always have time to party. I have to be at a rehearsal till about 9:00 tonight, is that too late?” “Absolutely not, that leaves me plenty of time to get off with you.” After our brief conversation he gave me a place to pick him up, a garage next to a body shop down in the warehouse section that doubled as their rehearsal digs. At least no one complained about the noise. Paul had already preened himself for a play date with Elaine and her husband and had left by 6:30. I took my time, took a nice soaking bath, did my nails and hair and dressed absolutely slut. A sun dress and nothing else, covered discreetly with a knee length coat, heels and sunglasses. As I got into the car to make the drive across town into the commercial district I was glad my car had navigation aids built in. The address was almost hidden, and would have been unnoticed except for a van and a couple of older compacts parked where the navigation aide announced that I had arrived. I parked and the time read 8:57. I was a little early. So I relaxed and parked and waited. I could hear the drums within my car and the whine of an electric guitar as I sit. By 9:10 I called Shawn and got no answer, undoubtedly he could not hear my call over the instrument's volume. Eventually I determined that I needed to retrieve my entertainment, by now my cunt was wet with anticipation. I exited the car and went to a service door by a big pull up door and entered. The area was basically a small auto shop complete with a lift. The four young men were absorbed in a song, picking apart a hook that was giving them endless trouble. Their amps plugged into the back wall. It was a moment before anyone noticed me as I walked into their area. Shawn made a feeble effort to acknowledge my presence, making even a more feeble effort introducing me to the group. I got the names, Brad, Jean and Buster. Who was who was of no consequence to me. “Are you ready?” I ask, I little annoyed at my paramour's tardiness. Shawn was apologetic and said that they were just about to call it a night, they just needed to put their stuff back into the van to be ready for a gig the next night. “We can't leave our stuff here if we want to see it in the morning.” It was a pretty ify area. Getting out of the area seemed wise. As Shawn was getting into the car as we were going to depart, he ask, “ Are you up for a real party?” “What do you have in mind?' “Well you seem to like more than one cock a night , are you up for four?” “You mean a gang bang” “Yep” “Who pray tell would you invite to this party?” Initially I was offended somewhat, but the kid had read me like a book. He knew that I was a slut, a sex addict and I would jump at the opportunity to try and get an over dose if I could. “Just my bros in my group.” Now I have had four cocks in a night at a party a few times, sometimes more. But that cock was mostly as old as I was, and swinger sex at a party is mostly just to get the woman off. They seldom cum. This would be different, these guys were young and I doubt they cared much if I got off or not. But four viral young guys would likely be worth wile. “Call them and set this up” As I was registering, Shawn was on his phone, asking his bros if they wanted to participate. I got a king size single at this slightly wore down chain motel, looking at the sparse number of cars in the parking area, it was on it's last legs before it became a hang out for more unsavory elements. My routine kicked in as I left my car. Grab my go-bag, get into the room, pull the comforter off the bed, empty my bag of booze, and essentials and direct Shawn to the shower. He came out wrapped in his towel and set on the bed. About that time there was a tap on the door. I looked out the peep hole and sure enough they had arrived. I had removed my coat and heels and as they arrived I directed them to the shower. (one item I have learned to bring in my go-bag is a few extra towels, besides motel towels are crap). I poured drinks and served the kids rum and cokes after sending one of them to get a few cokes from the vending machine. (another thing I have learned to put in my bag is a roll of quarters, a pillow case works well to carry several cans of cola). I guess the boys were a little shy because three of them were still rapped in their towels nursing their drinks and talking as they faced me on the bed, I set at the chair by the front door. As the last guy emerged from the shower and took his seat, I announced, “I guess we can start this party now.” I stand and pull my sun dress over my head and stood in all my faded glory before my audience. I know that I am well over forty, but one thing I have learned about men, they are not particular. If they have the opportunity to fuck some strange, most will, regardless of age, looks or build. But honestly I am still reasonably attractive, I take care of myself. Kept my weight at 130, and my skin was still firm. I walk around the bed and lay down in the middle and await the attack and closed my eyes. Tentatively I felt hands explore my body. My breasts, nipples, thighs, all enjoyable but I had been ready for hours. To hurry them along I lift and spread my legs. I immediately felt someone climb between my legs and mount me. At last I felt the rush of pleasure as he started to fuck with a great deal of enthusiasm. It was what I looked forward to fucking this young meat. I know most porn have women moan and even scream, which is bull shit. I like most am quite as a mouse while I fuck. I open my eyes and see it is Shawn that was working my pussy, I guess sense he set this up, he got firsts. With my hands I reach for two free dicks, the boys understanding my intention, moved well within reach, the fourth moved within the vicinity of my mouth and I was more than happy to give him head while I occupied the other three. This went on for about ten minutes and I felt Shawn flood my pussy with his spunk and withdraw immediately. I made a judgment that whomever I was giving head to was the hardest and told him point blank,”Fuck me now!” He was obedient and did not seem to have any hesitation mounting my cum filled snatch. We rocked for a bit and another dick filled my mouth. I started to use both hands to massage the other. Shawn was relaxing against the headboard watching the show. I was enjoying the ride, but it was over too soon. He grunted, thrusts himself deep and released his load. The next didn't need instruction, he was moving to get into me even as number two was withdrawing. I had been nursing an organism for about ten minutes, I had had some small shocks but no real mind blowers. I had been fucking for about twenty minutes as number three got to work, and I was ready to pop. I do moan a little when I cum hard. I guess that encouraged him and he stepped up his tempo. I do love to have an organism and the dick doesn't finish. Number four had mounted my chest and this allowed me to deep throat him as he fucked my mouth. As I expected number three started the familiar four four beat and I squeezed him as hard as I could feeling him swell and pause as he emptied himself in me. By now I had achieved a plateau and little shocks radiating up from my center of pleasure throughout my body. I was sweating. I was loving it, this was what my objective. To be fucked endlessly, swimming in semen, on an orgasmic plateau with plenty of cock waiting in the wings to continue servicing me. Lord help me, I love being a slut. Number four left my chest and mounted my now very messy pussy, cum was leaking down my ass crack. He started to hump, and after more than half an hour of almost half an hour of continual plowing my legs were getting tired. But it wasn't much of a problem, from all the stimulation I gave him with my mouth, he made his creamy deposit quickly. I took a breather, for a few minutes and I spied one of the boys start to retrieve his clothes. “Don't you dare until I tell you to stop” He obediently dropped his clothing. I got up, did a quick wipe down to remove the accumulated cum with a warm washcloth and retrieved another stiff drink as the young men waited to start again, taking advantage of the break to refill their glasses and we talked and joked for a few minutes. The guys broke out a couple of joints and within a few minutes I drained my drink, hogged a joint, without any complaint from my partners and mounted the bed on all fours. By now a couple of the guys were jacking their dicks getting hard as quickly as possible, the other two set at the table to watch until it was their turn. I didn't want to suck any more cock and told the hopeful subject as his competition mounted me and gave me what I wanted. We continued for the next hour or so until each of the guys had made their second cum in me. By now I was a little sore, but to make an impression on the youngsters I ask “Anyone for a third time?” I had no takers and the kids gathered up their clothing and departed. All while giving me several complements and asking for a repeat. As I got up to take my mandatory shower and washout my pussy with my attachment I looked at the sheets with considerable evidence of our activities. I had to admit, as the clock indicated it was two AM, the last four hours were worth my time. As I was on the way home I decided to make a stop at Elaine's to maybe continue with her husband if they were still awake. If they were not, I would wake them and get something started.

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