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This is essentially a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex between adult males and a teenage boy. If that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it. Remarks invite.
Having been presented to the joys of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I thrived on the feeling of being utilized simply for another person satisfaction and headed out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to spending time numerous popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone cock. I was not especially stressed over whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this resulted in a couple of rather risky encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work associates. One of them had strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my father worked to find me, on my knees sucking anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my jogging pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone supplied me with adequate material for several pleasurable wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second officemates actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this high good looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them greater up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my hard nipples. Of course, I should make it clear that I liked this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Unfortunately, popular as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly provide me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, often I totally set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and sensation randy and exceptionally annoyed I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was just thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight motion pictures I could at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an area beside among the old industrial websites and the entire location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly large 3 floor building on the corner and may have looked reasonably stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I got in with remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he read. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I could just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near to me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I watched stud after stud with lovely tough dicks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more intensely as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting a little busier which there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. A lot of especially one.
A scene had just begun in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees before the biggest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long but thick and solid too, my own dick started to twitch as I attempted to imagine the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved one hand under me to play with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down slowly as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was quick approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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