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This is essentially a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it features semi non-consensual sex in between men and a teenage young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments welcome. Having actually been introduced to the pleasures of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had grown ever more addicted to sucking and fucking , especially if I was dealt with like some sort of sex toy. I flourished on the sensation of being utilized purely for someone else satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to hanging around 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 cock. I was not particularly fretted about whose cock it was that I took or sucked up my butt and this resulted in one or two rather risky encounters, not least with two of my dads work colleagues. Among them had strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets near to where he and my father worked to find me, on my knees sucking desperately on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever 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 sufficient product for a number of enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.

The 2nd workmate really 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 tall good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking home one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the doorway of his double garage, and as soon as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required 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 unclean names he could consider, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. 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. His other half and three kids could not have actually been far more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not discourage as he savaged my arse! After one such total blowout and feeling horny and extremely disappointed I chose to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in dick, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I might at least 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 was in an location beside one of the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite diminished. The actual theatre was a fairly big three storey building on the corner and may have looked reasonably elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I associated remarkably little problem (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly taking some time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. As soon as in it took me a few 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 one of the back rows. I could 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 began to rub my stiffening prick through the material of the loose tracksuit pants I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become just somewhat addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with lovely difficult cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with among those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I imply 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 a little busier which there were one or two bodies close by, however at that moment I was just interested in the love muscles I saw pulsing and jerking up on the screen. The majority of particularly one.

A scene had actually simply begun in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and strong also, my own dick began to twitch as I tried to picture the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that astounding prick into my tight butthole, I moaned out loud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I slid 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 dick 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 tip. I was fast approaching the climax as the black monster gushed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I decided now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing exactly 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 someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.

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