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This is generally a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex between adult males and a teenage boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Remarks invite. 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 sucking and fucking , specifically if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I grew on the sensation of being utilized simply for another person enjoyment and headed out of my method to experience it as typically as possible. I required to spending time a number of popular pick up areas, impersonating provocatively as I possibly could, making it clear I was there for something and one thing alone cock. I was not especially stressed over whose cock it was that I sucked or took up my butt and this led to a couple of somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work associates. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees sucking frantically on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever said anything, simply supported, unzipped his fly, took down my jogging trousers and fucked my arse for all he was worth. That afternoon alone supplied me with sufficient material for a number of satisfying wanks in the weeks afterwards.

The second workmate really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had seen me in among those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent looking Jamaican person 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 entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I reviewed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and forced my torso down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his dick, calling me all the dirty names he could think about, 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 pinched and twisted at my difficult nipples. His other half and 3 kids might not have 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! Naturally, I must make it clear that I enjoyed this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to heighten the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my favourite haunts did not always supply me with a truly fulfilling encounter, often I completely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation randy and exceptionally disappointed I decided to head into the city and see if I might get into the porno theatre. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre only showed straight movies I could 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 area beside among the old industrial sites and the entire location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a relatively big three storey structure on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting obviously). I ingratiated remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle barely taking time to search for from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. Once in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, but ultimately to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises 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 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 wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being simply a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning hard cocks screwing their method 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 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting a little busier and that there were one or two bodies close by, however at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.

A scene had actually just started in which 2 small asian women were on their knees before the greatest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long but thick and strong as well, my own dick began to twitch as I attempted to envision the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I believe as my mind started to run away with me. Slowly I moved my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid 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 point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of cum onto the upturned faces of the 2 little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. My flailing ideal hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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