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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 numerous times; once by my friend’s huge horse dick; and I thoroughly fucked some very hot babes – in public even; all in the very same carnal night. I felt excellent …

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

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

The incident with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had likewise made me a little leery about unusual sex with individuals picking me up and, the truth was that my asshole was still aching and throbbing from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole may really do me harm …

I was really worried about ruining my destroying. I could picture me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe trigger me long-term damage (or death, I expect.

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Even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my hard dick still ached and pulsated as I hitchhiked home.

I was a servant to my dick.

When a truck driver chose 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 denims.

I wasn’t using any underclothing, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t lose 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 obscene cum-filled images of men fucking and sucking …

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

I just complied, stripping even as I inwardly cursed myself for being such a submissive penis and anxious 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 again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass facing the chauffeur.

Shivering and scared, I stuck my finger gently up my wide open rectum liquid and still hot from previous fuckings and I began 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 added another finger and fucked my own aching asshole, moaning, debasing myself in front of this stranger.

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

God. It felt so excellent. I wanted to be a cunt slut with men pushing their dicks up my ass over and over again, filling me with cum until it poured down my legs from my completely 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 t-shirt on and follow me.”

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

I looked and trembled down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I might not think what a dumb 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 used to sit or climb … The litter on the ground was some utilized underwear and prophylactics.

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

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

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 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 had a hard time to accommodate him up until he all of a sudden pulled out and stated, “Get up and turn around.”

Oh fuck no, I thought. I was panting and gasping for air as I had no choice but to do what he wanted. 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, viewing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I yelled as, without any preparation, the trucker opened up the globes of my ass and rammed his fat dick into my bottom …

I bent over to the ground, groaning with discomfort as he knocked his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, fast and difficult . I was again lost in a overall 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.