In the search for the perfect porno, I went to the local adult video store to rent a few new DVDs. This was just a small "mom and pop" type store - that is, if mom and pop sold movies about getting fucked up the ass by big cocks. It's what I wanted to happen to me, but this wasn't that kind of store, so I had to make do with renting a couple of videos. The store was pretty much empty, but I could hear a couple of other people in the other aisles.
I roamed through one aisle, checking out the transsexual DVDs on the display in front of me. I squatted down to look at a couple more closely - I like the ones with the trannies topping guys, willingly or not. Engrossed as I was in the DVD covers, I didn't notice the guy that came up to me till he was right behind me, his shadow looming over me as he bent his head down to mine.
"You a slut or something?"
That one whisper made me take a deep breath. I wasn't expecting THIS, I was dressed in regular street clothes - regular t-shirt, but women's jeans and a thong (they show off my ass better than men's jeans do and fit me better to boot). I suppose that to a regular guy in this city, that's what a slut looks like to him, somebody begging for a cock. Or maybe he saw me around town at one of the bathhouses, taking on whoever would have me. Whatever the reason, he had "made" me. Now what?
I turned my head and was face to groin with his crotch - a decent-sized bulge right in front of me. I looked up at him, my eyes locking with his. He was a bit taller than me, a bit disheveled but not at all unattractive. His goatee framed his square jaw nicely, and he had the look in his eyes that told me he was used to getting what he wanted - and what he apparently wanted was me.
"Maybe," I finally responded, after what seemed like an eternity, "what did you have in mind?"
"Get your videos and let's go." And just as suddenly, he turned and walked away. Now I was confused - was he actually wanting me, or was he just teasing? I blinked a few times in surprise, then gathered myself, took my videos up to the counter for rental, and left the store.
I looked around and I didn't see my new friend around. I shrugged my shoulders, chalked it up to a playful guy, and walked toward the end of the store to my car on the other side. I got two steps past the side when a hand grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. Without looking at his face, I knew exactly who it was.
"Let's go, I don't have much time," he said as he led me around the store. He wasn't exactly mean or dragging me, but his insistence made it quite clear that he didn't want to take no for an answer. I followed him, my wrist in his meaty hand. As we went around to the back of the store, surrounded by a fence, some trees, and an older-model car, he spun around quickly, put both his hands on my shoulders and pushed downward.
"We can't do it here," I resisted slightly, "there's a camera!" He pushed down harder, forcing me to my knees. "It's just a case, there's no camera. Look."
I looked to the right and up where I knew there was a security camera, squinted at it.. and he was right! It was just a metal enclosure with a piece of slightly tinted plexiglass - there was no camera inside!
I heard a zipper and a buckle quickly undo themselves, and turned back to my man. I said something to him, but I have no idea what it was now, and barely got two words out before my mouth was stuffed full of hard cock! He was wasting no time at all, his cock hardening to what felt like a good seven inches, going in and out of my wet mouth. He grabbed my head with both hands, but when I reached up to grab the base of his cock, he let go and grabbed my own arm, telling me to give me the other one. Within no time at all, I had both hands on my head and his cock in my mouth, with him totally controlling my head and my hands. I was essentially helpless, nothing more than a receptacle for his dick as it continued pumping in and out, in and out.
"GodDAMN, you've got a hot mouth, slut," he hissed at me, as he ground his cock into my mouth, the head poking into - and then through - the entrance to my throat. Slowly, he pulled my head farther onto his cock until my lips touched his pubes. He slowly moved it back and forth as I moaned and gagged a bit on his cock. Just before I would've started having problems, he pulled all the way out as I gasped for a breath - but only one, as he plunged it right back in! "Keep quiet, cocksucker, I'm almost there!" he whispered. This was essentially him raping my mouth, but goddamn if I wasn't hard as a rock in my tight jeans, my own six and a half inches straining against my jeans, but I was helpless to do anything about it because he had me completely in his control!
The pumping got faster and faster, and more and more uncoordinated. His cock got even bigger and I knew he was getting close.. he let go of my hands and grabbed me by the hair, pounding his cock into my mouth and throat and breathing harder and harder, till suddenly, he held me in place, his cock halfway down my throat! "SWALLOW, bitch!" I had no choice, his cock was pulsing and sending his seed directly down my throat, and all I could do was swallow it! He pulled out slightly and I felt two spurts land on my tongue, and a third trickle out. He kept his cock in my mouth, holding it just inside until I swallowed the remainder of his cum, and then he finally pulled out. He took a deep breath and lightly slapped his softening cock against my cheeks and lips, before zipping back up and walking to his car.
I was left there on my knees, DVDs on the ground next to me, catching several deep breaths, not believing what just happened to me. I heard the gravel scratching as he drove off, as he left me, his used cumdump, in the dust behind the video store.