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I had partied at Lake Tahoe in an incredible 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 completely fucked some extremely hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt excellent …

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

As an skilled hitchhiker now, I immediately understood that the pornography publications 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 strange sex with people choosing me up and, the fact was that my asshole was throbbing and still aching from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole may in fact do me harm …

I was really worried about stressed my destroying. I could envision me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and possibly trigger me irreversible damage (or death, I suppose.

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

I was a slave to my dick.

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

I wasn’t wearing any underwear, 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 pornography mags … He saw me glancing at him out of the corner of my eye as I thumbed through raunchy cum-filled photos of males fucking and sucking …

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

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

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

I leaned back versus the door once more, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass dealing with 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 added another finger and fucked my own sore asshole, groaning, debasing myself in front of this stranger.

” Ohhhhh, yeah, fuck,” I groaned to myself, jerking my stiff penis as I fucked myself in the hot, pre-owned ass for this guy’s enjoyment.

God. It felt so excellent. I wanted to be a cunt slut with men pushing their penis 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 told me, “Get your shorts and shirt on and follow me.”

There were other truckers hanging out there, apparently consuming or simply 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 crack 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 silly horny fucker I was.

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

The trucker pulled off my t-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 dick.

I stepped out of my shorts and he immediately grabbed me, shoved me to my knees and shoved his fat dick into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his cock full blast into my throat and immediately began 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 unexpectedly took out and said, “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 wanted. As I followed him, reversed and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were a number of men now collected around, seeing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shrieked 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 difficult . I was again lost in a total haze of burning erotic discomfort as my young, 18 years of age naked ass was fucked for the entertainment of a bunch of strangers.