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

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

As an experienced hitchhiker now, I immediately comprehended that the pornography magazines on the front seat were an invitation to make love with me –

The incident with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had likewise made me a little hesitant about weird sex with people picking me up and, the truth was that my asshole was still sore and throbbing from getting fucked and I was afraid that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole might in fact do me harm …

I may really worried truly fretted my asshole. I could imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and perhaps trigger me permanent damage (or death, I expect.

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

I was a slave to my cock.

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

I wasn’t using any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t lose whenever 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 obscene cum-filled photos of men fucking and drawing …

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

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

” Lay back and play with your asshole,” the trucker stated when I naked.

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

Trembling and scared, I stuck my finger gently up my wide open anus 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 sore asshole, groaning, debasing myself in front of this complete stranger.

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

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt slut with males pushing their cocks up my ass over and over again, filling me with cum until it put 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 told me, “Get your shorts and 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 intentionally shoved his hand down the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks and then pulled my shorts halfway down my ass, exposing my ass crack and making my hard-on thrust outwards, hardly covered in the front.

I shuddered and looked down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I could not believe what a silly 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 sit or climb … The litter on the ground was some utilized underclothing and prophylactics.

The trucker pulled off my shirt and shoved my shorts down.

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

I got out of my shorts and he right away grabbed me, shoved me to my knees and shoved his fat cock into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full blast 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 till 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 followed him, turned around and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were numerous guys now collected around, enjoying.

“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 pain 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 overall haze of burning erotic discomfort as my young, 18 year old naked ass was fucked for the entertainment of a bunch of strangers.