And being a twenty-three year old, healthy male I desperately wanted to explore the debauchery that I was sure the city had to offer.One Friday aftern...on shortly after I arrived I picked up a local magazine that focused on the local adult scene. In the back I found advertisements for adult book stores, local strip clubs, escorts and something I was unfamiliar with at that age: swinger's clubs.I remember carefully looking at the swinger's club ads, trying to figure these places out. The concept. He started driving to bring me back to home but I was not able to stay quiet. I took off my seatbelt and I came closer to him to lick his ear.. in the meantime I opened his trousers and.. wow, his dick was still hard and wet. I was not able to resist to it and I came closer with my mouth to his dick, I want to smell it: it smelled of his cum and of me. I took his balls with an hand, squeezing them while with the other hand I was clutching the base of his venous dick. My mouth were on the top of. When I am buzzed, I do smoke from time to time, so I said yes and we went to his room. Marcus had a deck outside of his room that was better than going out to smoke in the back or driveway. As we entered his room, it was obvious he had a camera set up to record his bed. I brought it up and he said he did like to record sex sometimes as well as make videos for women online. He was an amateur porn star and I told him as much laughing it off. He informed me that women did not like him for his. Tell me. Tell me you’re my bad little girl.”“I’m your bad little girl,” Carl squeaked. “I’m your, your little slut...” His last word became a gasp as Tom thrust even harder. As he did, Carl suddenly felt the pain lessen and an incredible feeling of pleasure go through his entire body. He let slip a moan of intense ecstasy as Tom thrust deep inside him once more, sending waves of delight through him. How could this be happening? He was being fucked like a girl, and somehow, it felt...“Oh, my.