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

After that totally fucked up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked directly back home from California.

As an knowledgeable hitchhiker now, I right away understood that the pornography 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 leery about strange sex with people selecting me up and, the reality was that my asshole was still sore and throbbing from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my extended out asshole might in fact do me damage …

I may really worried about fretted my destroying. I might picture me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and possibly cause me permanent damage (or death, I suppose.

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Even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my tough cock still hurt and pulsated as I hitchhiked home.

I was a servant to my cock.

When a truck chauffeur chose me up and had the inevitable hardcore pornography on the seat, I picked it up and read it – my dick pulsing in my cut off denims.

I wasn’t wearing any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t squander any time or niceties as he observed my dick tenting my shorts and my trembling 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 pictures of guys sucking and fucking …

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

I just complied, stripping 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 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 rectum liquid and still hot 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 extended. 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 cock as I fucked myself in the hot, secondhand ass for this guy’s pleasure.

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt slut with males shoving their penis up my ass over and over again, filling me with orgasm until it poured down my legs from my totally 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 consuming or just talking and he stopped for a moment in the middle of the picnic area.

He deliberately shoved 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 embarrassment. God, I could 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 climb or sit … The litter on the ground was some utilized underwear and condoms.

The trucker managed my t-shirt and shoved 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 instantly grabbed 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 started 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 till he unexpectedly pulled 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 obeyed him, reversed and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were numerous men now collected around, seeing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I yelled as, with no 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 knocked 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 lot of complete strangers.