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I had actually partied at Lake Tahoe in an extraordinary orgy of drugs, sex, and rock and roll … I had actually been fucked thoroughly in the ass numerous times; when by my friend’s huge horse cock; and I thoroughly fucked some really hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt fantastic …

After that totally screwed up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked straight back home from California.

As an knowledgeable hitchhiker now, I right away comprehended that the porn magazines on the front seat were an invitation to make love with me –

The event with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had also made me a little wary about odd sex with individuals selecting me up and, the fact was that my asshole was throbbing and still sore from getting fucked and I was afraid that another cock pounding my extended out asshole may in fact do me damage …

I was really worried actually stressed my destroying. I could picture me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe cause me long-term damage (or death, I expect.

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Even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my tough penis still throbbed and hurt as I hitchhiked house.

I was a slave to my cock.

When a truck motorist picked me up and had the unavoidable hardcore pornography on the seat, I selected it up and read it – my dick pulsing in my cut off denims.

I wasn’t using any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t waste any time or niceties as he observed my dick tenting my shorts and my trembling hands turning the pages of the homo male porn mags … He saw me glancing at him out of the corner of my eye as I thumbed through obscene cum-filled pictures of males drawing and fucking …

” Take off your clothes,” he said as he drove down the highway.

I simply complied, removing even as I inwardly cursed myself for being such a submissive cock and concerned about what I was doing to myself.

” Lay back and play with your asshole,” the trucker stated when I naked.

I leaned back against the door again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass facing the driver.

Shivering and afraid, I stuck my finger carefully up my wide open rectum liquid and still hot from previous fuckings and I started to fuck myself, my hand rubbing on my ass cheeks and thighs.

My asshole burned, however it felt loose and stretched. It was so hot to my touch and I added another finger and fucked my own sore asshole, moaning, debasing myself in front of this complete stranger.

” Ohhhhh, yeah, fuck,” I moaned to myself, jerking my stiff dick as I fucked myself in the hot, pre-owned ass for this male’s enjoyment.

God. It felt so good. I wanted to be a cunt slut with guys shoving their dicks up my ass over and over once again, filling me with orgasm till it put down my legs from my totally creamed asshole.

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I wished to get fucked once again …

The trucker pulled into a rest stop and told me, “Get your shorts and t-shirt on and follow me.”

There were other truckers hanging out there, obviously eating or simply talking and he stopped for a moment in the middle of the picnic location.

He intentionally shoved his hand down the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks and then pulled my shorts halfway down my ass, exposing my ass crack and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

I trembled and looked down at the ground at this public embarrassment. God, I could not think what a foolish horny fucker I was.

The trucker led me into the woods to a spot where there were big rocks on and in the ground that could be utilized to climb or sit … The litter on the ground was some used underclothing and prophylactics.

The trucker managed my t-shirt and shoved my shorts down.

” Get out of those,” he said as he unbuttoned his pants, opened his zipper and took out his fat cock.

I stepped out of my shorts and he instantly grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and pushed his fat cock into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full force into my throat and instantly began fucking my face. He pounded in and out of my mouth, bruising my lips and throat for a few minutes as I struggled to accommodate him up until he all of a sudden pulled out and said, “Get up and reverse.”

Oh fuck no, I thought. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice but to do what he desired. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were several men now collected around, enjoying.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I screamed as, with no preparation, the trucker opened up the worlds of my ass and rammed his fat cock into my bottom …

I bent over to the ground, groaning with discomfort as he knocked his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, fast and difficult . I was again lost in a overall haze of burning erotic pain as my young, 18 years of age naked ass was fucked for the home entertainment of a bunch of strangers.