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This is essentially a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in 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 invite.
Having actually been introduced to the pleasures of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , especially if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I flourished on the feeling of being used purely for someone else pleasure and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to spending time several well known pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone cock. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this resulted in a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with two of my daddies work colleagues. One of them had actually walked into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my dad worked to discover me, on my knees drawing desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with sufficient product for several satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd workmate in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, forcing them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my difficult nipples. Obviously, I must make it clear that I liked this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Sadly, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely started out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and feeling randy and incredibly frustrated I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was just thinking about cock, and the theatre just revealed straight motion pictures I could a minimum of 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 one of the old commercial sites and the entire location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a fairly big three floor structure on the corner and may have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I got in with remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely requiring time to look up from whatever he was reading. 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 moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my way to one of the back rows. I could only see a few 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 trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually also ended up being just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk near my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with beautiful difficult cocks screwing their method through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather 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 conscious that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, but at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had simply started in which two small oriental females were on their knees prior to the greatest, blackest cock I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking huge. Not just long but thick and strong as well, my own cock began to jerk as I attempted to imagine the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that unbelievable prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Gradually I slid my pants down over my hips and arse cheeks, then moved one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to idea. I was quick approaching the defining moment as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not watching precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.
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