Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

Note : This is a totally true narrative, it happened to me, many years ago. I may have lost some of the detail over the years, but basically, it's almost exactly as it happened.

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I was on a touring/budget type of vacation, along the south coast of Spain. Everything had gone okay, my minibike had run well, with no trouble at all. I hadn't been bothered by the Guardia, not once, even though the bike had completely illegal, racing megaphones fitted, rather than silencers.

Most evenings, I camped, it hadn't been too difficult to find worthy fleck. Today, however, I just could not recover anywhere, and it was now getting somewhat late in the day.

Back in those days, 1964 to be precise, the stretch of coast along from Gibraltar to Torremolinos, was still completely undeveloped. Estepona was still a tiny sportfishing Village, and even Marbella wasn't much more. The beaches simply went on, for mile after mile, with nothing and no one.

So, back to the trip. I hadn't seen a building for some aloofness, then I spotted a long row of pine Tree. A piffling path meandered, through the tree diagram and down to the beach. I rode the bicycle along the path and parked up among the pines.

It was a warm still night, as it had been, the past duo of hebdomad, so I thought that I might just as well get my sleeping bag, and kip veracious here.

There was a sharp nudge in my dorsum. I came awake, expecting worry, but I couldn't see a thing, with the high power torch balance beam, shining directly in my face.

A interpreter jabbered away in Spanish, far too loyal for me to follow. I did speak some Spanish, but it needed to be spoken slowly, for me to understand when address to.

The light beam dropped from my typeface. It was then I saw the rifle behind, that had nudged me awake, and the Policia local anaesthetic guy standing holding it.

He wasn't rude, he wasn't angry, in fact, he was quite pleasant. After a bit conversation, back and forth, I gathered that it was against the law to sleep on the beach at night. Extremely helpfully, he offered to call for me to the close Pension Hotel.

So following on my cycle, we hadn't actually gone far, when we arrived it this somewhat decrepit looking place.

He waved a cheery"Adios, buenas Noches,"and was gone.

In the scruffy reception, an old guy explained that he had no room left. Only one bed, in a shared dormitory.

It worked out at the equivalent of two Tanzanian shilling and sixpence ( dozen and a half pence ) a night. There was no alternative but to guide it. He explained, the former occupants were still out, but I would find one unswayed bed.

An 60 minutes later, snuggled under my canvass, and I was fast asleep. I had left one lighting, on at the far end of the room.

The door crashed open with a eruption, followed by a gaggle of shouting and laughing. That's a soundly deion really, a bunch of cackling geese just about covered it !

phonograph needle to say, I was rudely awakened. I knew immediately, that they were as pissed as assholes.

Best keep your head down, I thought, pretend you're asleep. I soon sussed, that they were Australian, in fact, eight or nine of them, all girlfriend !

Now, I won't try putting on an Aussie idiom, I can't. The language being used was totally repellant, and I'm no prude. It was like a 12 machine hit man firing off - motherfucker, roll in the hay, orchis, up yer ass, and so on.

I then made the mistake of taking a quick peep, to be confronted with all these gorgeous girls, ranging in age from maybe eighteen, to somewhere around twenty-five.

And bloody blaze ! They were all in various states of undress, some in bra and panties, one or two even with nothing at all.

Disaster struck ! I hadn't been underhanded enough."Hey guys, we've got another roomy over here !"

I heard footsteps approaching, the edge of the sheet moved, and then a little face was peering in at me. A scream,"It's a gent, an'I saw him taking a quick gander."

The succeeding secondment, I'm laid there, in my underpants, the tabloid snatched away. The bed was surrounded by all these semi-clad female person, several swaying quite badly.

And it was one of the latter, who literally fell on top of me. Her custody grabbed my head. Her lips were planted on mine, none too gently, I might add.

Her panty clad articulatio coxae rubbed against me like weirdo. She was like a sex-starved, unhinged demon.

I reached my hands to bear on her away. Now I don't mind a trade good piece of ass, at the best of times, but this was something else.

This totally cockeyed fille, slobbering all over my human face, not to bring up, all the encouragement being shouted out in the lag, all in very expressive terms.

"Come on Jillie girl, fuck the bastard."and various other words of standardised meaning.

As I was saying, I did try to labor her away, but before you could say, ‘ hey presto ’, my arm and stage were grabbed, by god knows how many hands. I was trapped, with nowhere to go, and clearly no supporter expected.

Someone reached under Jillie, and before I knew it, my gasp were gone, at the same prison term they pushed Jillie's pegleg apart. I felt another hand take out my cock from under her, and with a business firm grip, started on wanking me.

The next matter I knew, was that my hands and animal foot were being tied to the iron bedposts.

Two of the girls, literally ripped Jillie's scanty off her, then several hands were lifting her rose hip up, until they could push, my now throbbing turncock, to her pussy.

It was somewhat roughly guided in, as several shouted things like."seminal fluid on Jillie, now fuck !"Unfortunately, Jillie was too far gone, she seemed have lost her motive ability, her hips didn't move, not a bit.

Yelling derision, they lifted her off, to underprice her unceremoniously, to the floor. Another, appearing to me at least, to be a bit more grave, dropped her pantie down, and climbed aboard.

She straddled me with her stifle, and raising her pelvis, whilst holding her own purulent lips apart, she lowered herself down onto my extremity, to surprisingly gently, and slowly facilitate me all the way into her, until she was sat on my balls.

She called to another girl,"Come ‘ ere Midge, climb up front, and get ya'snatch on his face."Midge duly did as she was bid, and she manoeuvred herself above my head, facing towards the other girl. With no hesitation, her pussy lip, ground down on my rima oris, my intrude, by elementary geographics, was stuck between her ass cheeks.

Now these girls had all been out on the piss, all Night. I don't mind a bit off ass, but I really do favor it Nice and clean. Unfortunately, here, I had no pick in the matter. As she rubbed her clitoris over my back talk, my olfactory organ was jammed hard against her hindquarters hole.

I saw both young lady reach for the others tits, and relieve me, as one fucked my cock, and the other my mouth, as they groped and tweaked breasts and nipples.

Meanwhile, the rest were loudly, cheering them encouragement.

The girl above my face shouted at me,"Get your clapper out, and stop fucking about !"Well, she was hurting my sass, and anyway I could barely catch one's breath, what with my pry well and truly buried.

Between her jabbing, I opened my mouth, caught a quick breath of life-saving air as she rose a bit. Then stuff my lingua out, to look for for her clit.

It didn't strike too much searching, because it was quite big, the only trouble was, the tasting wasn't the best I had experienced before. Stale pee was what came mostly to mind.

The one riding my turncock, I never did catch her gens, screamed aloud that she was gon na cum, then"This bastard's built like a piece of ass stallion,"she shouted. I remember that she went completely still, no bucking or writhing.

Naturally, I couldn't see any of this, but I felt it, I did feel her inner sinew clench on my putz, just once, I think.

Next, I could fell her lifting up, and my cock hit outdoors air. That didn't mean for one second that I was off the hook because no Oklahoman had she gone, I knew another was taking her place.

Once more, they shouted for her to"Ride him, baby,"as she, in turn, lowered herself to encase my cock.

"Fuckin'hell !"I heard her claim out, before she went for it, pounding up and down like she was riding in the Derby.

I have to fink, through no mistake of my own, my cock was by now enjoying the fun.

The young woman above my licking tongue began to grate grueling against me, once Thomas More, I struggled to take a breath. But I was saved from suffocation when at that moment, she began to orgasm, she did shoot down up and down, and I managed to grab a quick gasp of air.

She was wet, I've no musical theme whether she was a squirter, or whether she just peed herself, but I do remember thought that I was as probable going to drown.

She again commanded me,"support licking lover."

But I heard another say,"Fuck off Midge, you've had your go, get out'a there."And I do think, she was actually pushed off me, quite hard.

With no far ado, another was over my human face, facing the same way again. Whether it was simply me, getting into the swing of affair, I don't know, but I remember thinking that this one's ass smelled much sweet, as it happens, so did her twat, so I felt much happier, attacking her clit.

She'd let it throw a good doing, then inched forwards to my chest."Stick your clapper up my ass pickle, bucko,"she ordered. Of course, it wouldn't go in, no matter how knockout I tried, but I suppose she did get a good rimming during my efforts.

Somehow, I managed to get one helping hand free from its constraint. I reached under her ass, then leaned forward to give me easily approach, my finger found the target, and I pressed hard, Her hole was already nice and slippery, from my tonguing, so the finger eased in, without too very much trouble.

She scooted backwards until her pussy was back over my rima oris, and because she was now bent over my chest, I had a much easier job of licking along her slit, as well as tweaking her clit.

The girl on my cock had done her job, I knew I was going to shoot my lading, as it started to rise in me, I could hear her screaming,"Yes, piece of tail, I'm gon na cum."She bounced on me like mad, and then I let loose."Oh diddlyshit, I can feel him cumming as well, fucking bloody wondrous !"

I felt her ski tow herself, and her hand took hold of my prick as it came out, dripping cum all over. She bent down and shoved it in her mouth, rubbing and sucking for all she was worth.

The remaining girl still astride me, started to wriggle about fast, so I fucked my fingerbreadth in her ass harder, at the Lapp time, sucked on her clit with zestfulness. Her hands gripped my slope like a vice, as she in her good turn, reached her peak. This one wasn't as hanker before she was spent, no Oklahoman had she orgasmed, and she just fell forward.

The one at my cock had now let it go, well, it had gone limp.

The two girls got off the bed, and for the low time, I could breathe properly. I thought I was now base and dry, but I was wrong.

III of the girls still standing around had grabbed my loose helping hand and promptly tied it, back to the top of the bed."Got ta keep you there until he's recovered."One said, pointing at my putz, the others chorused their agreement.

I heard one say,"I'm going for a pee, anyone else coming ?"

Another answered,"Where you going, we've got a peeing pot right here."I struggled in vain against my bonds, but there was no getting away. The inaugural miss who had spoken, climbed up on me, legs either slope of my chest.

She took wait of her pussy lips, and took aim, at initiatory nothing happened, but I could see her clenching her heftiness, as she pushed. Then it came, a stream of pee splashing all over my boldness,"Come on, open your rima oris, you dingbat."I suppose I couldn't do much else, so I duly open up and took what she had left.

They weren't finished with me though, the other two girls went to each side of meat of the bed. They both spread their pegleg, aimed their pussies, and then let fly. I mean, I could've drowned there and then, as I desperately swallowed. I did take up choking badly because the force of their pee was also going up my nose.

When they were done, give them their due, they take the wet rest away, and fetched a towel and dried me.

What next, I wondered, but there was no next. I was left in peace until I eventually fell asleep.

I woke with a start, a women's voice jabbering away in Spanish people, and I saw this middle-aged plus char, clear or something I imagine. She was still jabbering on, as she untied my aching arms.

She tutted away to herself, as I massaged my sore radiocarpal joint. I looked about the room, all the fille's gear had gone.

The fair sex by the bed flicked a dust storm at my prick. diddley ! it twitched. She unwrap my feet ties and helped me sit up.

The bed smelled and was still quite wet. In my bad Spanish, I said,"las chicas, yo no."( the young lady, not me ).

"Ah, sí, entiendo,"( yes, I understand ), she replied, looking at the ropes.

She helped me stick out, my ankles really hurt, then she grabbed a towel and helped me hobble to the bathroom.

She pushed me to sit, while she ran a Bath, then she helped me climb in and sit, I lay back it was bliss. I had closed my eyes, as I relaxed.

I expected her to be gone when I opened them, but no, she was still there, kneeling side by side to the bath, with her arms resting on the side. She wasn't looking at me, not my face that is but was staring at my cock lazily floating about the water.

She suddenly took my shoulder joint and sat me up, then a soapy quick study was scrubbing my straits, followed by my shoulders and back. She then washed my case and dresser, just like mum when you were a small kid. But unlike mum, she also washed my cock.

What did you expect, right away it started to go hard. She looked at me and wagged a finger in my case, I didn't understand what she said. But in the meantime, her former bridge player was still cleaning my cock.

fountainhead maybe it wasn't cleaning anymore, but kind of rubbing. She rubbed a bit harder, it got stiffer, and More she rubbed, now with two hands, a wicked grin on her face.

She watched me begin to strain, and she positively beamed. My load guesswork up into the air, and she chuckled with gloat. Then she rinsed her hand in the bath water, she gave my cock a sharp relish, all the prison term muttering away still. With that, she stood and was gone.

When I went back to the way, the bed had been stripped, my gear all on the side by side bed. On top, a saw a piece of paper. It was a note, in English,"Thanks for a safe roll in the hay fella."

It was just signed,"From your Aussie young woman, with love."

When I went downstairs, the old boy was behind the desk, the dame from the bathroom stood beside him.

"Mi esposa y yo deseamos un viaje seguro."( My wife and I wish you a good journey ).

The end .