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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 kid. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments welcome.
Having actually been presented to the happiness 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 sort of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being utilized purely for another person satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to hanging around several popular pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly stressed over whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my fathers work associates. Among them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees sucking desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone supplied me with enough product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd colleague in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and required my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his cock, calling me all the dirty names he could think about, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my tough nipples. His other half and three kids might not have been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Obviously, I need to make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to heighten the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a really fulfilling encounter, in some cases I completely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling extremely annoyed and horny I chose to head into the city and see. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight movies I might at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location beside among the old industrial sites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively big three storey structure on the corner and might have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I associated surprisingly little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to search for from whatever he read. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to one of the back rows. I might just see a few other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close 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 wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with lovely difficult dicks screwing their way through a succession of porn 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 began rubbing more intensely as my cock became totally engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I understood that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was just thinking about the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. The majority of particularly one.
A scene had actually simply begun in which two little asian women were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I moved my pants down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to play with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my dick with. I was fast approaching the point of no return as the black beast gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a excellent time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. My flailing ideal hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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