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This is generally a follow up to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes 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. Remarks invite. Having been presented to the happiness of worshipping cock some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to drawing and fucking , specifically if I was treated like some sort of sex toy. I grew on the feeling of being utilized simply for another person enjoyment and headed out of my method to experience it as frequently as possible. I took to hanging around numerous popular pick up spots, dressing as provocatively as I potentially could, making it clear I was there for one thing and one thing alone dick. I was not especially worried about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this resulted in a couple of rather dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work colleagues. Among them had actually strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my dad worked to find me, on my knees drawing desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, simply got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate product for several enjoyable wanks in the weeks later on.

The 2nd colleague actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those aforementioned pick up spots, getting rather friendly with this tall good looking Jamaican guy 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, 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 tough nipples. After one such complete blowout and feeling exceptionally annoyed and randy 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 films I could at least watch some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

The porno theatre remained in an location next to among the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite run down. The real theatre was a relatively large three floor building on the corner and might have looked reasonably trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting naturally). I associated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth barely taking time to search for from whatever he was reading. I increased the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a couple of seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to one of 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 material of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a set of red silk panties (I had actually likewise become simply a little addicted to the feel of silk near to my dick, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My dick gradually got harder as I saw stud after stud with stunning tough cocks screwing their way through a succession of pornography bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I indicate well-muscled) hunks took me and used me as their own fucktoy. I was aware that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or 2 bodies close by, however at that minute I was just interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen.

A scene had actually just started in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the biggest, blackest dick I had ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Gradually 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 cock with. I was quick approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm 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 pulled up the tracksuit bottoms and mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not enjoying exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached completion. My flailing right-hand man landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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