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I had partied at Lake Tahoe in an incredible orgy of drugs, sex, and rock and roll … I had actually been fucked completely in the ass a number of times; once by my friend’s huge horse cock; and I completely fucked some really hot babes – in public even; all in the same carnal night. I felt excellent …

After that absolutely fucked up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked directly back house from California.

As an experienced hitchhiker now, I immediately understood that the pornography publications on the front seat were an invitation to have sex with me –

The occurrence with a whacked-out weirdo on my method to Tahoe had likewise made me a little wary about strange sex with individuals choosing me up and, the reality was that my asshole was throbbing and still sore from getting fucked and I was scared that another dick pounding my extended out asshole might in fact do me harm …

I may really worried truly stressed my destroying. I could envision me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe trigger me irreversible damage (or death, I suppose.

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Even though I trembled at the memories of my fuckings, my hard cock still ached and pulsated as I hitchhiked home.

I was a slave to my dick.

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

I wasn’t using any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t squander whenever or niceties as he observed my penis tenting my shorts and my shivering hands turning the pages of the homo male pornography 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 clothing,” he stated as he drove down the highway.

I just complied, stripping 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 versus the door again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass facing the chauffeur.

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

My asshole burned, but it felt loose and extended. 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 groaned to myself, jerking my stiff penis as I fucked myself in the hot, secondhand ass for this man’s enjoyment.

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt whore with men pushing their penis up my ass over and over once again, filling me with cum till it poured down my legs from my totally creamed asshole.

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I wanted to get fucked once again …

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

There were other truckers hanging out there, apparently eating or just talking and he stopped for a minute in the middle of the picnic area.

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

I looked and shivered down at the ground at this public embarrassment. God, I might not believe what a dumb horny fucker I was.

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

The trucker pulled off my t-shirt and pushed my shorts down.

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

I got out of my shorts and he immediately grabbed me, shoved me to my knees and pushed his fat cock into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full force into my throat and right away started fucking my face. He pounded in and out of my mouth, bruising my lips and throat for a few minutes as I had a hard time to accommodate him up until he all of a sudden pulled out and said, “Get up and turn around.”

Oh fuck no, I believed. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice but to do what he wanted. As I followed him, reversed and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were numerous guys now gathered around, watching.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shrieked as, without any preparation, the trucker opened the worlds of my ass and rammed his fat cock into my bottom …

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