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

After that completely screwed up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked directly back house from California.

As an knowledgeable hitchhiker now, I immediately understood that the porn publications on the front seat were an invite to have sex with me –

The incident with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had likewise made me a little leery about weird sex with people choosing me up and, the fact was that my asshole was still aching and throbbing from getting fucked and I was scared that another dick pounding my extended out asshole may really do me harm …

I may really worried actually ruining my destroying. I might envision me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe cause me irreversible damage (or death, I suppose.

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However, despite the fact that I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my tough dick still throbbed and ached as I hitchhiked house.

I was a slave to my dick.

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

I wasn’t using any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t lose at any time or niceties as he observed my cock tenting my shorts and my shivering 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 raunchy cum-filled pictures of guys fucking and sucking …

” Take off your clothing,” he stated as he drove down the highway.

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

” Lay back and have fun with your asshole,” the trucker said when I naked.

I leaned back against the door again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass dealing with the motorist.

Shivering and scared, I stuck my finger carefully up my wide open rectum still hot and liquid from previous fuckings and I began 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 included another finger and fucked my own aching asshole, groaning, debasing myself in front of this stranger.

” Ohhhhh, yeah, fuck,” I moaned to myself, jerking my stiff dick as I fucked myself in the hot, secondhand ass for this guy’s pleasure.

God. It felt so great. I wished to be a cunt slut with guys pushing their dicks up my ass over and over again, filling me with cum until it poured down my legs from my completely creamed asshole.

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I wanted to get fucked again …

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

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

He deliberately shoved 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 trembled down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I could not believe what a stupid horny fucker I was.

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

The trucker pulled off my 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 instantly grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and pushed his fat penis into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick 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 had a hard time to accommodate him until he suddenly pulled out and stated, “Get up and turn around.”

Oh fuck no, I thought. I was panting and gasping for air as I had no choice however to do what he desired. As I followed him, reversed and bent my naked body over slightly, I saw that there were numerous guys now collected around, watching.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shouted as, with no preparation, the trucker opened the globes of my ass and rammed his fat dick 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, set . I was again lost in a total haze of burning erotic discomfort as my young, 18 year old naked ass was fucked for the home entertainment of a bunch of complete strangers.