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

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

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

The event with a whacked-out weirdo on my method to Tahoe had actually likewise made me a little leery about strange sex with people choosing me up and, the fact was that my asshole was still sore and throbbing from getting fucked and I was scared that another dick pounding my stretched out asshole may really do me damage …

I may really worried actually stressed my asshole. I might envision me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and perhaps cause me permanent damage (or death, I expect.

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

I was a slave to my dick.

When a truck driver selected me up and had the inescapable hardcore porn on the seat, I picked 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 at any time or niceties as he observed my penis 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 vulgar cum-filled images of men fucking and drawing …

” 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 stated when I naked.

I leaned back versus the door once more, 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 rectum 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, however it felt loose and extended. It was so hot to my touch and I added another finger and fucked my own aching asshole, moaning, debasing myself in front of this complete stranger.

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

God. It felt so excellent. I wanted to be a cunt slut with men shoving their cocks up my ass over and over again, filling me with cum up until it poured down my legs from my absolutely 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 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 halfway down my ass, exposing my ass fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

I shivered and looked down at the ground at this public embarrassment. God, I could not believe what a silly 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 condoms.

The trucker managed my shirt and pushed my shorts down.

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

I got out of my shorts and he right away got me, pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat dick into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full force into my throat and immediately 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 unexpectedly took 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 wanted. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were numerous males now collected around, seeing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shouted 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 pain as he knocked his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, hard and fast . I was once 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 lot of complete strangers.