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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 completely in the ass several times; as soon as by my friend’s giant horse cock; and I thoroughly fucked some really hot babes – in public even; all in the exact same carnal night. I felt great …

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

As an skilled hitchhiker now, I right away comprehended that the pornography magazines 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 actually likewise made me a little leery about weird sex with individuals choosing me up and, the reality was that my asshole was throbbing and still sore from getting fucked and I was scared that another cock pounding my extended out asshole might actually do me damage …

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

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Even though I shuddered at the memories of my fuckings, my tough dick still ached and throbbed as I hitchhiked house.

I was a servant to my cock.

When a truck driver selected me up and had the unavoidable hardcore pornography on the seat, I chose it up and read it – my cock pulsing in my cut off jeans.

I wasn’t using any underclothing, as usual.

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

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

I simply 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 again, spread my legs and opened the cheeks of my ass dealing with the motorist.

Shivering and afraid, I stuck my finger carefully 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, however it felt loose and extended. 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 cock as I fucked myself in the hot, pre-owned ass for this man’s satisfaction.

God. It felt so good. I wished to be a cunt slut with men shoving their dicks up my ass over and over again, filling me with orgasm till it put 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 informed 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 minute in the middle of the picnic area.

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 crack 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 might not think what a silly 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 sit or climb … The litter on the ground was some used underwear and prophylactics.

The trucker managed my 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 cock.

I got out of my shorts and he immediately got me, pushed me to my knees and pushed his fat cock into my mouth. I gagged as he rammed his dick full blast 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 had a hard time to accommodate him up until he all of a sudden took out and said, “Get up and turn around.”

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 followed him, reversed and bent my naked body over somewhat, I saw that there were a number of guys now collected around, watching.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!” I shrieked as, without any preparation, the trucker opened up 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, hard and fast . 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.