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I had actually partied at Lake Tahoe in an incredible orgy of drugs, sex, and rock and roll … I had actually been fucked thoroughly in the ass a number of times; as soon as by my friend’s huge horse cock; and I thoroughly fucked some really hot babes – in public even; all in the very same carnal night. I felt great …

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

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

The event with a whacked-out weirdo on my way to Tahoe had likewise made me a little wary about strange sex with individuals selecting me up and, the truth was that my asshole was throbbing and still aching from getting fucked and I was afraid that another cock pounding my extended out asshole may actually do me harm …

I may really worried actually fretted my destroying. I might imagine me letting some wacko tie me up, fuck me and maybe cause me irreversible damage (or death, I expect.

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

I was a slave to my dick.

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

I wasn’t wearing any underwear, as usual.

The truck driver didn’t lose any time or niceties as he observed my cock 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 obscene cum-filled photos of guys sucking and fucking …

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

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

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

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

Trembling and scared, I stuck my finger carefully 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 sore asshole, moaning, debasing myself in front of this complete stranger.

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

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt slut with guys shoving their cocks up my ass over and over again, filling me with cum till 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 informed 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 minute in the middle of the picnic location.

He intentionally 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 fracture and making my hard-on thrust outwards, barely covered in the front.

I shuddered and looked down at the ground at this public humiliation. God, I could not think what a foolish 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 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 took out his fat cock.

I stepped out of my shorts and he instantly grabbed me, pushed me to my knees and shoved his fat penis into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full force 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 couple of minutes as I struggled to accommodate him till he unexpectedly took out and stated, “Get up and turn around.”

Oh fuck no, I believed. I was gasping and panting for air as I had no choice however to do what he desired. As I obeyed him, turned around and bent my naked body over a little, I saw that there were numerous guys now gathered around, watching.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I screamed as, with no 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 slammed his thick rod in and out of my ass, fucking me savagely, quick and hard . I was once again lost in a overall haze of burning erotic pain as my young, 18 years of age naked ass was fucked for the entertainment of a lot of complete strangers.