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This is basically a sequel to my earlier story Slut Beginnings, it includes semi non-consensual sex in between adult males and a teenage young boy. , if that's not your cup of tea I'm sorry the rest of you enjoy it.. Comments invite.
Having actually been introduced to the happiness of worshipping dick some months earlier (not long after my 16th birthday) I had actually grown ever more addicted to fucking and drawing , specifically if I was dealt with like some type of sex toy. I flourished on the sensation of being used purely for another person satisfaction and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I took to spending time several popular pick up spots, impersonating provocatively as I perhaps could, making it clear I was there for something and something alone cock. I was not especially fretted about whose cock it was that I drew or took up my butt and this resulted in one or two somewhat dangerous encounters, not least with 2 of my daddies work colleagues. Among them had strolled into a cubicle in the general public toilets near to where he and my father worked to discover me, on my knees sucking desperately on a solid 8 of prime tube steak. He never said anything, just supported, unzipped his fly, took down my running trousers and fucked my arse for all he deserved. That afternoon alone offered me with adequate product for several enjoyable wanks in the weeks afterwards.
The 2nd workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had actually seen me in one of those abovementioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this tall excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling 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 must make it clear that I enjoyed this sort of treatment, a rough abusive fuck was the best kind I might get, but I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the satisfaction even further. Well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not constantly offer me with a genuinely fulfilling encounter, sometimes I entirely struck out. If I could get into the porno theatre, after one such complete blowout and sensation incredibly frustrated and randy I chose to head into the city and see. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre just showed straight motion pictures I might a minimum of enjoy some well-hung stud going through their rates and picture it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.
The porno theatre remained in an location beside one of the old industrial websites and the whole place was quite run down. The real theatre was a relatively big 3 floor building on the corner and might have looked fairly elegant if not for the layers of dirt and gunk on the outside (and the tacky neon lighting obviously). I insinuated remarkably little difficulty (I was still rather young looking), the cashier in the ticket booth hardly taking time to look up from whatever he was reading. I went up the stairs and into the screen. When in it took me a few seconds to get oriented in the dim, flickering light, however eventually to the accompaniment of groans, groans and other sex noises from the screen I made my method to one of the back rows. I could only see a few 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 product of the loose tracksuit trousers I was wearing over a pair of red silk panties (I had actually likewise ended up being just slightly addicted to the feel of silk close 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 instead of with one of those cocks buried in my arse and another choking me from in front as 2 well-muscled (and I suggest well-muscled) hunks took me and utilized me as their own fucktoy. My hand started rubbing more strongly as my cock ended up being completely engorged, straining versus the product of the panties. I knew that the theatre was getting somewhat busier and that there were a couple of bodies close by, however at that moment I was only interested in the love muscles I saw jerking and pulsing up on the screen. Most particularly one.
A scene had simply begun in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees before the biggest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking enormous. Not just long however thick and strong as well, my own cock started to jerk as I tried to imagine the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think as my mind started to run away with me. Slowly I slid my trousers 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 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 pointer. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black monster spewed 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 first orgasm of the day. I quickly brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not seeing precisely where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped nearly as I reached the end. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived at my knees.
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