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The 2nd workmate in fact 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 tall good 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 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. Naturally, I must make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I could get, but I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to heighten the pleasure even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly offer me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, in some cases I totally struck out. After one such total blowout and feeling exceptionally annoyed and randy I chose to head into the city and see if I could enter into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I could at least see some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre was in an area next to one of the old industrial sites and the entire location was quite run down. The actual theatre was a fairly big three floor structure on the corner and might have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my method to among the back rows. I might only 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 product of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being simply slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with beautiful tough cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography 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 mean well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. My hand began rubbing more strongly as my dick became completely engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were a couple of bodies nearby, but at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. Most particularly one.

A scene had just begun in which 2 small asian females were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not simply long but thick and strong also, my own cock began to twitch as I attempted to picture the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly 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 speed 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 fast 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 pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.

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