Hitch Hiking in Scotland

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This experience actually happened to me !

My name is Lucy, and at the age of 22, I was hitch hiking in Scotland in the summer of 2015, seeing what it had to offer. To cut down on costs, I was thumbing lifts from passing motorists, and on one occasion, a small red car screeched to a halt, just a few yards away in front of me. The passenger front door was opened, and a young man who looked about my age jumped out, smiled and offered me a lift in the back, which was gratefully excepted, as I had been standing in a remote spot on one of the islands off the west coast for quite some time, with not much traffic passing.

I just about managed to squeeze in the back seat along with my rucksack. His mate who was driving was also about my age. It turned out that they were from London on holiday, and had rented a cottage for a week in the highlands.

They were both dressed in shorts and tea shirt like myself, because it was a very warm day; and were just returning from the local store where they had stocked up on some provisions for the week. “Fancy coming back to the cottage for a coffee” the one in the passenger seat asked, who’s name turned out to be Peter, and his driver friend Mark said” You’ll love the place, and what goes on there”. “Ok” I said, sensing more was on offer than a coffee, how right that thought turned out to be. I could see from where I sat, their muscular hairy legs protruding out of their shorts, making me feel very turned on. Being unable to restrain myself any longer, I reached forward with both hands through the gap between the front seats, and touched them, much to the obvious surprise and delight of the lads, who realised that their day was just about to get a whole lot better.

We duly arrived at the cottage with fantastic views overlooking over a loch, although I felt that the boys were more interested in viewing me, what with my nipples straining to pierce through the very thin fabric. I could sense that they were thinking up exciting scenarios of what they might be able to enact later on. ( I hoped so anyway.)

We decided that we would all have a coffee first, followed by a meal and then a shower and then set the scene for some sex action.

I was last to shower, d****d only in a bath towel, I entered the lounge, the chaps were nowhere to be seen.” We’re in the bedroom” a voice shouted out from upstairs, well,…that sounded a very promising start to me. I climbed the stairs with tingling anticipation of what I might be letting myself in for. On entering the bedroom, I was a little shocked and delighted to find them both sprawled out on the bed completely starker’s, both sporting huge erections. “Come on in” Peter said, “And take your pick” ( or should that have been “Prick”…. I wonder ) I wandered in and tried to decide which one to tackle first. Peter’s was longer than Mark’s, but Mark’s was thicker. Of course, what I really wanted was both of them; ideally at the same time!

So I took it in turns, licking and sucking one of them whilst wanking the other, making their cocks stand tall, proud and ready for action.” Come and lay on your back in the middle of the bed, about half way down” said Peter. I did so, and he immediately straddled my head, and rubbed his twitching cum cannon all over my glistening lips, before very slowly easing it inside my mouth for me to do the business. Meanwhile; Mark had parted my legs, and had positioned himself between them, gently eating me out, and giving me wonderful sensations. I could feel my pussy getting very wet as he gently sucked on my hardening sex bud.

After a very short while, Peter had to withdraw his cock from my dribbling mouth, because he was fast reaching the point of no return. Pushing me to one side, he took the position that I had been occupying, and indicated to me that he wanted me to impale myself on his rock hard tunnel explorer. This I did, nice and easy at first, just to get used to the size of it. Facing him, I could see he was enjoying the sensations, as was I. He started to thrust in and out harder, picking up the tempo, making me catch my breath, as he played with my tits at the same time, pinching my nipples, telling me what a little sex slut I was. ( Well; I couldn’t argue with that could I ? )

It was at this point that Mark started to lubricate my back door blow hole. The coolness of the liquid made me jump at first, but I soon got used to it as it warmed up inside me helped by his inserted finger. I could feel him get onto the bed, his pork poker pointing at my pouting porthole which was in the process of being breached. The head of his dick penetrated my inner sanctum, bringing tears and stars simultaneously to my eyes, as it went slowly on it’s voyage of discovery inside me.

Mark wanted to try something he’d always fantasized about, and got me to lean out of the sash window, with my head ,tits and arms hanging outside, he then closed the window down on to my back, and proceeded to fuck me from behind, making my boobs jiggle around from his exertions, as I tried to maintain my composure, balance and dignity. I had to keep quiet, in case someone happened to look up from the road below when passing. Occasionally I would receive a slap to my ass, causing me to bite my top lip, to stop myself from shouting out. They must have taken turns in screwing me, because it went on for quite some time until they let me in again.

“Ever had two cocks inside you in the same hole, at the same time ?” enquired Peter. “No” I truthfully replied. “Like to try it” said Mark. Whilst I was a little apprehensive, I consented to the double penetration. It had always been something that I had wanted to experience as long as it was a slow and gentle intrusion, to start with at least.

“We will try the front opening first” said Mark as he laid down on to the bed on his back sporting his “ready to go” erection. I straddled it, taking the whole length of his pole easily, right down to it’s base. I could sense Peter lining up his pork pistol for the docking as well. My pussy was being severely tested for expansion that’s for sure, as it too slowly slid in along side the other entrant, making me sigh and wince half with pleasure, half with pain. After a short time I eventually got used to the double wammy, and indicated to the lads that they could do their thing. Needing no more encouragement from me, they got down to it, sparing me no mercy as they hammered away, humping me in unison, making me feel like a wanton whore.

“Let’s go for the ultimate now, as I am starting to feel that I am getting close to an eruption” said Mark. “Me to” chimed in Peter. So this time I had to turn around, with Mark still laying on his back on the bed, I very gingerly encased his dick into my well lubricated ass. It at last came a halt, his balls touching my ass cheeks, just as well, because I couldn’t have taken anymore. So there I was, lying on my back being speared by Mark underneath, facing Peter as he edged towards me. Lifting my legs over his shoulders, he started his anal entry into my already occupied recess. Pain and pleasure at the same time is quite an aphrodisiac I can tell you! That’s the only way I can describe it to you; a first for me.

“I can’t hold out much longer” Mark said “Me neither” said Peter, as they had worked themselves up into a sexual frenzy “Let me have it hot and strong then lads” I cried. With a lot of grunting, panting and sweating, they both shot their loads into me at the same time, filling my ass with their white seed. They both were exhausted from banging my bum hole to perfection. I could feel the cum starting to leak down over my buttocks as we all relaxed. “Wow; what an experience………….same again tomorrow please I shouted, but both lads had gone to sl**p….typical men !

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