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By N. M., 1 Reviews Post your review
On a crazily hot and humid summer day, under the sun ray, I was riding my
bike out of town. It was the first time for me to have crossed the city"s
limits, but I wasn"t so scared, even though I"d left my cell phone in home. I
had no destination, I just wanted to go further and further.. In the middle of it, I stopped my bike on the left road side because I felt
like I needed to take a big piss. I didn"t want to get "lost in the woods", so I
just took my piss on the side. After the last drop, there was total quiteness as
the sun was squeezing my skin for more sweat. I was taking a deep breath of
delight when I heared a voice of a truck coming up. I didn"t have much time to
understand what that means, until an old and huge truck was very close. I was putting my dick and balls back into my pants while the truck stopped. A
man dropped off it. He was wearing dusty trucker clothes, and he looked 35 to 40
years old, wide, with big muscular build, global head with very short hair and
well-arranged and light facial hair. He stepped close to me. "Hey, boy, are you
alone here?". I was badly surprised being called "boy" by him, because that year
I was about 19. "Oh, yes, I was just riding my bike", I answered friendly. "You shouldn"t be so far away from home. What would you do if I beated the
shit out of your ass now?", he said with a grin on his face, and eagerness in
his voice tune. That really scared me. All I could manage to say, after my voice
tune changed, was "What do you mean, sir?". His evilness smile grew wider as he
stepped to attack me, pulling a knife out of his jeans pocket. I would say
"Please, sir, don"t hurt me" or something like that every second, but he
wouldn"t care.. Finally, I knew I had to hide myself somewhere, so I started to
run in horror, in the trees and auto-plants. He didn"t have to suffer from running behind me and trying to catch me for
much time, until he got me, held my chest in his left arm, and put his knife in
my neck. Next to the fear I felt with a knife in my neck, ready to cut me
anytime, it scared me more the feeling of his hairy arms on my skin, the
stregnth of his muscles, the maleness of his voice. Between my breathing and his laughter, he would lower his head and touch my
ears with his lips, and I could feel his dick getting hard in his pants. "Don"t
worry, I won"t kill you boy, but I"ll make you wish I did", he whispered as I
felt the heat of his hungry mouth. Things were being slowly getting clearer to
me. He was going to rape me. If I had any piss left, I would"ve pissed in my
shorts because of horror. "Get on your knees, boy", he commanded me. Though he let go of me, and I was
free to move, and despite all the fear I was feeling, something inside me didn"t
let me go. I didn"t move, and that seemed to be not so fun with him, because
later, "GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES WITH YOUR FUCKING FACE TO MY DICK BEFORE I CUT
YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF", he shouted loud. I was helpless. I didn"t know what to do, so I started to cry. "Don"t cry,
it"ll get worse if you don"t do what I"m telling you to". Finally, I knelt
slowly on the floor, turning my face to his legs. "Good, I bet you"re thirsty as
hell after that ride", he said as he undid the top botton of his jeans and then
unzipped. If it"s still unclear to you, he was going to make me drink his piss. "Open up your mouth boy", he commanded, and I did. Instantly, his strong,
thick, heavy, rank, hot and yellowish piss came out to keep striking my tongue,
before entering my throat, and then going to stream over my system, for more
than fifteen seconds. When he finished, and I was disguested as hell, he was
going to let the last drop. My mouth was still wide open for more piss, but he
loved to try something else. He stuck the tip of his dickhead in one of my
nosetrills, and pissed. I coughed out for long time, but that failed to remove
the smell and taste of his piss which were killing my senses. After he was totally comforted, having his bladder totally emptied inside me,
"Keep your faggot mouth open", he commanded. I opened up wide, and I was getting
used to it, and not crying anymore..but not enjoying it. He pulled his jeans and
pants down, and his wide muscular thighs showed with thick hair on them,
dripping hard sweat. His hairy balls were low hanging to the heat, and there was
a full bush around his dick. He crammed his dick in my mouth, and "Suck me off, motherfucker", he
commanded. I was about to do that, when he shot a big spit in my face. It shot
my left eye, and it hurt so fucking bad, but I started to suck his smooth dick,
anyway. It wasn"t so long until it grew quickly inside my mouth to its full
size, but not full hardness, and I had sucked all dirt and dry piss, cum and
sweat it, and swallawed. When it was full hard, the head was hitting the top of
my throat even though I wasn"t sticking it all the way in. I realised I was
pleasing a big dick, like 8" or something. But the sure thing is that it was
thick in a way that hurts. So, time moved on, with him spitting all over my face or my hair every what
seemed like fourteen seconds, while getting his dick sucked by that big motor
mouth. When I felt him tightening and stressing, I realised he was about to
shoot his cum inside. "Play with my balls, motherfucker, I"ll shoot inside your
sweety mouth", he commanded. I obeyed his command, and with that he pulled the
roots of my long blonde hair in his fingers, and started to fuck in the depth of
my throad roughly. The painful stress of my throat was helping to massage his
juicy dickhead.. Don"t think the pain was the only damn I was getting.. I was also fourced to
breath through his extremely stinky, sweaty hairy crotch. Fuck god I just wanted
to SCREAM, just SO LOUDLY, while he was moaning in pleasure as that fever
dominated his senses. "Oh, fuck! Here it comes, bitch. Swallaw it all motherfucker..Oh, OAHH!
AHAAHHHH !!".. Finally, with all that shit he was giving to me, and the fun I was fourced to
provide him with, he released about three giant and strong shots of cum
consecutively, which were followed by smaller cum drops. They were shot inside
my throat, so I didn"t have a choise to swallaw or not! "Guess we"re done?!!", he continued, "Hell no, motherfuckin" bitch, I"ll fill
your fuckin" ass with my cum. You"ve seen nothing yet!" With that, he banged me strongley to slide on my back and ass on the floor. I
didn"t have much time to scream to the pain of the bang, until I saw that my
head was between his legs. He took his shoes off, with his socks still on, and
them pulled his jeans off. Soon, starting to stroke his dick to get it hard
again, he knelt down to the floor, and then parked his ass on my face. His big
ass was hairy and sweaty as hell, and his hole was large but loose, very stinky. I was going to smell some of the most intoxicating filthy ass funk, with a
lot of spit still on my face. "Eat my ass motherfucker", he said. I started my work eating, biting and munching on his ass, but that garbage
funk would never be removed. Very soon he was done making his dick more rockhard,
and was ready for a new rockhard action, but wanted to get his ass eaten some
more, so he just sat there enjoying the wet rimjob. After my tongue and teeth were almost exhausted, I felt his ass hole open up
on my face, and then he let a huge, loud, wet and smelly fart. I had a few
seconds I was almost passing out, but was about ten seconds later bazzed by
another big one. His stinky gaz filled my senses, as he laughed loud at the
situation I was in. I was being laughed at by a man who has just farted in my face, keeping in
mind that there was a hard fuck very soon.. DON"T YOU THINK THAT A KIND OF HOT
MESS? ..and yet After more minutes of ass rimming, stinky smells and tastes, disguesting
stuff.. he wanted to give the same treat for his balls, so just stepped backward
and slut his balls in my lips. I didn"t know what to do, but later I managed to
pop each one of them and twist it weakley in my lips. I also bited on the skin
on his ball sack, and that was pleasing him more. Again, the entire time, my
nose was buried, and mashed in the sweaty ass hair, fourced to breath the stink
through it. Finally, pulled himself off my face, and I took some deep breathes for fresh
air. He gave me some time for that, but not so much.. It wasn"t so long before
he grabbed my left thigh and set me on my side so that my hips and only right
leg and arm stuck to the floor. Then took his socks off and crammed them in my
mouth. I tasted some of the saltiest socks jam and juice ever, and wasn"t so
happy for it. He also surrounded my head by his filthy and wet boxers, with
their very bottom area stuck to my nose. He just didn"t want me to take a single
gasp of air, just wanted to make sure I was disguested. Later he used his knife
to rip the crack of my shorts and then pants until my ass crack was out to the
air. Lions, and not butterflies, were fighting within my stomach from the fear.
It would be the first time to get my vigrin ass fucked. He shot a big spit in my crack, and then used his already hard dick to twist
it over there. Without getting ready yet, he started to push his dick head
through my hole. With the time he was sticking the first inch of the hard shaft,
I wanted to scream like a whore in her heat, but not with a trucker man"s socks
in my mouth. Soon, after having my asshole tired of stressfully fighting that
big solid thing, it was easy for him to get all inside in one second without a
care. He dominated my head in his right arm, and then started to fuck me fast. and
in no time, he was acelerating. I knew that, by far, I"d "seen nothing yet", but
I was crying again..just because I wasn"t able to scream. He used his teeth to
pull my hair and also munch on my neck and left ear roughly. He was getting wild
for it, so decided that we were going to change the position. He pulled out his dick and then set me on my back on the floor, and tilted my
legs to my upper bust, until my knees were touching my tits. With that position,
my ass cheeks and also my hole were wide open, so it was easier for him. He
rested himself on my tilted legs, so my boxers-covered face was facing him, and
then stuck his dick back in. That time, he started really fast, and I was about
to get crazy..pass out or something. Yet, he would come back to spit all over my
head. I was just surrounded by his heat, his roughness, his dirtiness and his
sweat smell. Finally, he was tightening again, and he was moaning and groaning to feel
that heat inside him, just about to drain his nuts again, until his big cum
shots exploded deep inside my ass. He rested to catch his breath, not changing
the position, just like if we weren"t done yet, and during that, I felt drop of
sweat jumped onto my head from his forehead. He later got up, pulled my teary
boxers from me, and socks from my mouth, put all his wears and his shoes on,
zipped and bottoned his jeans back .. and went back to his truck. "Thanks for everything!!", he said, while I cried.. I sat there, full of spit, sweat, dust and dirt, with the ass funk and
farting smell still on my face, just crying for what had just happened.. but
later, I found myself..just..ABLE to move and go home, or maybe keep riding,
just like nothing happened.. The End *** Thanks for reading my story. What do you think? I wish you give me
feedback, through writing comments, eMails.. etc. - h256nm at aol dot com
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