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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 boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Remarks welcome.
Having been presented to the happiness of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking , especially if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I flourished on the sensation of being used purely 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 spots, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone dick. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my daddies work associates. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my daddy worked to find me, on my knees drawing desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, took down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second officemates really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was walking 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 hard nipples. Naturally, I need to make it clear that I loved this kind of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the very best kind I might get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a really satisfying encounter, often I totally set out. After one such total blowout and feeling horny and incredibly disappointed I decided to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about cock, and the theatre only revealed straight films I could a minimum of see some well-hung stud going through their rates and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area next to among the old commercial sites and the entire location was pretty diminished. The real theatre was a fairly big three floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting of course). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I might 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 started 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 just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I viewed stud after stud with stunning hard dicks screwing their way through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of 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 utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was aware that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and twitching up on the screen.
A scene had actually just begun in which two small oriental females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long but thick and strong too, my own cock started to twitch as I attempted to picture the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly 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 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 suggestion. I was quick approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not watching exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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