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

After that completely screwed up; drugged up night, I hitchhiked directly back home from California.

As an skilled hitchhiker now, I right away comprehended that the porn magazines on the front seat were an invitation to have sex with me –

The event with a whacked-out weirdo on my method to Tahoe had actually also made me a little hesitant about weird sex with individuals choosing me up and, the fact was that my asshole was still sore and throbbing from getting fucked and I was afraid that another cock pounding my stretched out asshole may in fact do me damage …

I may really worried actually stressed my destroying. I could imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and perhaps trigger me long-term damage (or death, I expect.

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Nevertheless, although I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my hard dick still pulsated and ached as I hitchhiked house.

I was a servant to my cock.

When a truck motorist selected me up and had the inevitable hardcore porn on the seat, I selected it up and read it – my cock pulsing in my cut off denims.

I wasn’t wearing 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 x-rated cum-filled photos of males drawing and fucking …

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

I simply complied, removing even as I inwardly cursed myself for being such a submissive dick 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 against the door 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 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, but it felt loose and stretched. It was so hot to my touch and I included another finger and fucked my own aching asshole, moaning, 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, used ass for this man’s satisfaction.

God. It felt so great. I wished to be a cunt whore with men shoving their dicks up my ass over and over again, filling me with orgasm till it put down my legs from my absolutely 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, obviously consuming or simply talking and he stopped for a moment in the middle of the picnic location.

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 crack and making my hard-on thrust outwards, hardly covered in the front.

I shuddered and looked down at the ground at this public embarrassment. God, I might 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 used to climb or sit … The litter on the ground was some utilized underwear and prophylactics.

The trucker managed my shirt and pushed my shorts down.

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

I stepped out of my shorts and he right away got me, pushed me to my knees and pushed his fat penis into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full force into my throat and right away began 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 stated, “Get up and reverse.”

Oh fuck no, I thought. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice but to do what he desired. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over slightly, I saw that there were a number of males now collected around, viewing.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shouted as, with no preparation, the trucker opened 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 hard . I was once again lost in a total haze of burning erotic discomfort as my young, 18 years of age naked ass was fucked for the home entertainment of a lot of strangers.