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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 several times; as soon as by my friend’s huge horse dick; and I completely fucked some really hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt fantastic …

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

As an experienced hitchhiker now, I instantly comprehended that the porn publications on the front seat were an invite to have sex with me –

The occurrence with a whacked-out weirdo on my method to Tahoe had actually also made me a little wary about weird sex with individuals picking me up and, the reality was that my asshole was throbbing and still aching from getting fucked and I was afraid that another dick pounding my extended out asshole may actually do me harm …

I may really worried actually stressed my destroying. I might envision me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and possibly cause me long-term damage (or death, I suppose.

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Nevertheless, even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my tough penis still ached and throbbed as I hitchhiked house.

I was a slave to my cock.

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

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 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 x-rated cum-filled images of males fucking and sucking …

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

I just complied, removing even as I inwardly cursed myself for being such a submissive penis and worried 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 once again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass dealing with the driver.

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

My asshole burned, but 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 groaned to myself, jerking my stiff dick as I fucked myself in the hot, used ass for this male’s satisfaction.

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt whore with men shoving their dicks up my ass over and over once again, filling me with cum up until it put down my legs from my absolutely creamed asshole.

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I wished to get fucked again …

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

There were other truckers hanging out there, obviously eating or just talking and he stopped for a moment 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 fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

I looked and shivered down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I might 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 sit or climb … The litter on the ground was some utilized underwear and condoms.

The trucker managed my shirt and pushed my shorts down.

” Get out of those,” he stated as he unbuttoned his trousers, opened his zipper and pulled out his fat cock.

I stepped out of my shorts and he right away grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat penis 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 couple of minutes as I had a hard time to accommodate him till he all of a sudden pulled out and stated, “Get up and reverse.”

Oh fuck no, I believed. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice however to do what he desired. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were a number of men now gathered around, seeing.

“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 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 strangers.