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This is basically a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Remarks welcome.
I took to hanging around several well known pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my daddies work associates. One of them had walked into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to discover me, on my knees sucking anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak.
The second colleague really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent 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 higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my tough nipples. After one such total blowout and feeling randy and exceptionally frustrated I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre just showed straight movies I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their paces and envision 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 diminished. The real theatre was a fairly big 3 floor building on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely requiring time to search for from whatever he was reading. 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 one of the back rows. I could just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere near me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with beautiful tough dicks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining versus the material of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen. The majority of specifically one.
A scene had simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees before the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not simply long but thick and strong as well, my own dick began to twitch as I tried to think of the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I moved my pants 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 rate 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 tip. I was fast approaching the climax as the black monster spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not watching exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly 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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