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The second officemates in fact lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking house one night, having actually been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. 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. Obviously, I should make it clear that I loved this sort of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the best kind I could get, however I liked to put some type of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Well understood as they were, my preferred haunts did not constantly provide me with a genuinely satisfying encounter, in some cases I entirely struck out. After one such total blowout and sensation extremely frustrated and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I might enter the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I could a minimum of see 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 industrial sites and the whole location was pretty run down. The real theatre was a fairly big 3 storey building on the corner and may have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and grime on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I ingratiated surprisingly 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 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 way to one of the back rows. I might just see a couple of other figures in the theatre and none were anywhere close 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 set of red silk panties (I had likewise ended up being simply somewhat addicted to the feel of silk close to my cock, and in particular the silk of women's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I enjoyed stud after stud with beautiful hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there instead of with one of those cocks 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. My hand started rubbing more vigorously as my dick became totally engorged, straining against the material of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, however at that moment I was only thinking about the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen. A lot of particularly one.

A scene had simply started in which two small asian females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not simply long but thick and solid too, my own cock started to jerk as I attempted to imagine the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to require that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think 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 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 idea. I was fast 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 decided now would be a good time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped practically as I reached the end. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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