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This is generally a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features 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.
Having been introduced to the delights of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , especially if I was dealt with like some sort of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being used purely for another person pleasure and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I required to spending time a number of popular pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for one thing and something alone dick. I was not particularly worried about whose cock it was that I took or drew up my butt and this resulted in a couple of rather risky encounters, not least with two of my dads work coworkers. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my daddy worked to find me, on my knees drawing anxiously on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone provided me with enough product for numerous satisfying wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd officemates actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced my upper body down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his cock, calling me all the dirty names he could consider, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. 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 difficult nipples. His spouse and 3 kids might not have actually been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not prevent as he savaged my arse! Of course, 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, however I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Sadly, well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a truly satisfying encounter, often I totally set out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation horny and exceptionally frustrated I decided to head into the city and see. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could at least enjoy some well-hung stud going through their paces and picture it was me they were banging and not some fortunate bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre was in an location next to among the old industrial sites and the entire location was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively large 3 floor building on the corner and may have looked fairly stylish if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting naturally). I associated remarkably little trouble (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. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my way to among 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had also ended up being simply a little addicted to the feel of silk close to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick slowly got harder as I watched stud after stud with lovely difficult cocks 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 fully engorged, straining against the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier which there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. The majority of specifically one.
A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Slowly I moved my trousers 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 cock with. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black monster gushed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a excellent time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. My flailing ideal hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.
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