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I had partied at Lake Tahoe in an extraordinary orgy of drugs, sex, and rock and roll … I had been fucked completely in the ass several times; when by my friend’s giant horse dick; and I completely fucked some extremely hot babes – in public even; all in the same carnal night. I felt great …

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

As an skilled hitchhiker now, I right away understood that the pornography magazines on the front seat were an invitation to have sex with me –

The occurrence with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had actually likewise made me a little leery about strange sex with people picking me up and, the truth was that my asshole was throbbing and still aching from getting fucked and I was scared that another dick pounding my stretched out asshole might really do me harm …

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

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However, although I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my difficult dick still hurt and pulsated as I hitchhiked house.

I was a slave to my cock.

When a truck chauffeur 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 jeans.

I wasn’t wearing any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t squander any time or niceties as he observed my cock tenting my shorts and my trembling 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 raunchy cum-filled pictures of guys fucking and drawing …

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

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

” Lay back and have fun 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.

Shivering and scared, 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, 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 complete stranger.

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

God. It felt so excellent. I wished to be a cunt slut with guys pushing their cocks up my ass over and over once again, filling me with cum till it put down my legs from my absolutely creamed asshole.

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I wished to get fucked once 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 consuming or simply talking and he stopped for a minute in the middle of the picnic location.

He intentionally 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 fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, hardly covered in the front.

I shivered and looked down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I might not believe what a dumb 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 underclothing and prophylactics.

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

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

I got out of my shorts and he immediately got me, shoved me to my knees and shoved his fat dick into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full blast into my throat and instantly began fucking my face. He pounded in and out of my mouth, bruising my lips and throat for a couple of minutes as I struggled to accommodate him up until he suddenly pulled out and stated, “Get up and reverse.”

Oh fuck no, I believed. 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 men now gathered around, watching.

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

I bent over to the ground, groaning with pain as he slammed his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, quick and tough . I was again lost in a total haze of burning erotic pain as my young, 18 year old naked ass was fucked for the home entertainment of a lot of complete strangers.