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This is essentially a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features 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.. Comments welcome.
Having been introduced to the happiness of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , specifically if I was dealt with like some sort of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being utilized purely for somebody else enjoyment and went out of my method to experience it as often as possible. I required to hanging around several well known pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to a couple of rather risky encounters, not least with 2 of my dads work colleagues. Among them had walked into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never stated anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with enough product for a number of enjoyable wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The second colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican person called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having 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 difficult nipples. After one such complete blowout and sensation randy and extremely disappointed I decided to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight movies I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their speeds and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an area beside among the old commercial websites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively big three 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 naturally). I got in with remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to search for 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 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 to me so I hunched down in my seat and began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with gorgeous hard cocks screwing their method 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 2 well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my cock became fully engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, but at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. The majority of particularly one.
A scene had actually just started in which 2 small asian females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Slowly I slid 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 monster 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 quickly pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing precisely 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 arrived on my knees.
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