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This is basically 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.. 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 drawing and fucking , particularly if I was treated like some kind of sex toy. I thrived on the sensation of being utilized purely for someone else enjoyment and headed out of my way to experience it as frequently as possible. I required to spending time several popular pick up areas, dressing as provocatively as I potentially 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 took or drew up my butt and this led to a couple of rather dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my fathers work colleagues. One of them had strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets close to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees sucking anxiously on a strong 8 of prime tube steak. He never ever stated anything, just got behind, unzipped his fly, pulled down my running pants and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone provided me with adequate material for several pleasurable wanks in the weeks later on.
The 2nd workmate really lived next door to us and as it ended up he had actually seen me in among those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall great looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was walking 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 soon as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, got my arms and required 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 unclean names he might 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 pinched and twisted at my tough nipples. His wife and 3 kids might not have actually been much more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, but that did not hinder as he savaged my arse! After one such complete blowout and sensation incredibly frustrated and horny I chose to head into the city and see if I could get into the porno theatre. I was only interested in dick, and the theatre just revealed straight movies I could at least enjoy 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 was in an area next to one of the old industrial sites and the whole place was quite diminished. The real theatre was a relatively big three storey structure on the corner and might have looked fairly trendy if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the ugly neon lighting of course). I got in with remarkably little trouble (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket cubicle hardly requiring time to search for from whatever he read. 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, but ultimately to the accompaniment of moans, groans and other sex sounds from the screen I made my method to one of the back rows. I might just see a few 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was using over a pair of red silk panties (I had likewise become just slightly addicted to the feel of silk near to my cock, and in particular the silk of ladies's panties). My cock slowly got harder as I viewed stud after stud with lovely hard cocks screwing their method through a succession of porn bitchsluts, how I longed to be up there rather of with one of those dicks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as two well-muscled (and I imply well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. I was conscious that the theatre was getting slightly busier and that there were one or two bodies nearby, but at that minute I was only interested in the love muscles I saw twitching and pulsing up on the screen.
A scene had actually simply started in which 2 small oriental women were on their knees prior to the most significant, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and solid also, my own dick started to jerk as I attempted to envision the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned 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 have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock 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 beast spewed gallons of orgasm 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 mixed towards completion of the aisle. Not seeing precisely 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 at my knees.
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