Chasity’s liberation
Chasity begins her post divorce fuckfest
Chapter 1
by 
ManRayMansker
It was a sultry night at Shooters Bar and Grill. The neon sign buzzed and flickered, casting a lurid glow over the parking lot. Inside, the rock music thumped and the crowd swayed. And presiding over it all like a queen bee was Chastity, queen of the wild and untamed.
At 54, Chastity was a knockout - a silver and black mane of hair, smoldering eyes, and a body that made men dribble and women green with envy. She owned Shooters, ran it with an iron fist...and fucked like a jackrabbit. Her divorce had unleashed something primal and insatiable - an all-consuming need for sex and debauchery.
She strode through the bar, her clinging dress barely containing her curves, as she surveyed her domain. A gaggle of twenty-somethings caught her eye, preening and vamping. Chastity smirked. Kids. In a flash, she had one pinned to the wall, kissing him fiercely as the others looked on in shock. His friends bumped and ground against her, groping. She took them all right there - a reverse gangbang for the crowd's delight. When she was done, she tossed them aside, laughing.
Later, she was on her knees under the bar, servicing a grizzled old biker, the kind of guy who made a Harley look like a bicycle. His rhino cock throbbed in her mouth as she deep throated him with gusto. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face, grunting like a pig. Cum splattered her face but she just licked it up.
In the back office, Chastity went down on a pair of bi-curious twentysomethings - a blonde and a redhead - as they made out sloppily. Chastity ate them like a starving woman, tongue-fucking their holes, sucking their tits. They came like a dam breaking.
Finally, she ended up in a threesome with two middle-aged couples - a sweaty, writhing tangle of arms and legs and erections. Someone was pounding her ass, someone else her pussy. A cock throttled her throat. She was a babbling, gurgling mess, eyes rolling back. The night ended with Chastity passed out, cum and lube dripping from every hole.
The next night was more of the same - Chastity was insatiable. She fucked anything that moved - old, young, male, female, black, white, brown. Shooter's became a Bacchanalia. Her last coherent memory was climaxing on six cock like a human semen-dispensing pinata. Then...darkness.