Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

Note : This is a totally dead on target story, it happened to me, many geezerhood ago. I may have lost some of the detail over the old age, but basically, it's almost exactly as it happened.

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I was on a touring/budget character of holiday, along the southward coast of Spain. Everything had gone okay, my motorbike had run well, with no problem at all. I hadn't been bothered by the Guardia, not once, even though the wheel had completely illegal, racing megaphones fitted, rather than silencers.

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

Back in those years, 1964 to be precise, the stint of sea-coast along from Gibraltar to Torremolinos, was still completely unexploited. Estepona was still a tiny fishing village, and even Marbella wasn't much more. The beaches simply went on, for mile after mile, with null and no one.

So, back to the misstep. I hadn't seen a building for some length, then I spotted a recollective row of pine tree diagram. A trivial path meandered, through the trees and down to the beach. I rode the bike along the path and parked up among the pines.

It was a warm still dark, as it had been, the past tense couple of week, so I thought that I might just as well get my sleeping bag, and kip right field here.

There was a sharp nudge in my back. I came awake, expecting trouble, but I couldn't see a matter, with the high power common mullein beam, shining directly in my face.

A voice jabbered away in Spanish people, far too fast for me to follow. I did utter some Spanish, but it needed to be spoken slowly, for me to understand when spoken to.

The beam dropped from my nerve. It was then I saw the rifle buttocks, that had nudged me awake, and the Policia topical anesthetic 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 Nox. Extremely helpfully, he offered to accept me to the nearest Pension Hotel.

So following on my bike, 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 combining weight of two shillings and sixpence ( XII and a half cent ) a night. There was no alternative but to take it. He explained, the former occupants were still out, but I would obtain one untouched bed.

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

The room access crashed capable with a bang, followed by a gaggle of shouting and laughing. That's a good deion really, a crowd of cackling goose just about covered it !

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

Best restrain your heading down, I thought, profess you're asleep. I soon sussed, that they were Aboriginal Australian, in fact, eight or nine of them, all girls !

Now, I won't try putting on an Aussie accent, I can't. The language being used was totally foul, and I'm no prude. It was like a 12 machine shooter firing off - whoreson, fuck, bollocks, up yer ass, and so on.

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

And bloody hell ! They were all in various res publica of undress, some in bra and step-in, one or two even with nothing at all.

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

I heard step approach, the sharpness of the canvass moved, and then a little human face was peering in at me. A shriek,"It's a fella, an'I saw him taking a straightaway gander."

The next arcsecond, I'm laid there, in my underpants, the sheet of paper 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 hands grabbed my head. Her lips were planted on mine, none too gently, I might add.

Her panty clad hips rubbed against me like loony. She was like a sex-starved, demented demon.

I reached my hands to push her away. Now I don't mind a commodity fuck, at the best of times, but this was something else.

This totally squiffy fille, slobbering all over my boldness, not to mention, all the encouragement being shouted out in the lag, all in very expressive terms.

"seed on Jillie girl, fuck the bastard."and diverse other words of standardised meaning.

As I was saying, I did try to push her away, but before you could say, ‘ hey presto ’, my branch and legs were grabbed, by god knows how many custody. I was trapped, with nowhere to go, and clearly no assist expected.

Someone reached under Jillie, and before I knew it, my bloomers were gone, at the same clip they pushed Jillie's legs apart. I felt another hand pull my cock from under her, and with a firm grip, started on wanking me.

The next thing I knew, was that my helping hand and feet were being tied to the atomic number 26 bedposts.

Two of the girls, literally ripped Jillie's step-in off her, then respective deal were lifting her hips up, until they could push, my now throbbing cock, to her pussy.

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

Yelling derision, they lifted her off, to dump her unceremoniously, to the level. Another, appearing to me at least, to be a bit more sober, dropped her panties down, and climbed aboard.

She straddled me with her human knee, and raising her hips, whilst holding her own pussy mouth apart, she lowered herself down onto my member, to surprisingly gently, and slowly comfort me all the way into her, until she was sat on my balls.

She called to another fille,"Come ‘ ere Midge, climb up front, and get ya'goose on his face."Midge duly did as she was bid, and she manoeuvred herself above my brain, facing towards the early girl. With no hesitation, her twat lips, ground down on my mouth, my nose, by simple geography, 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 choose it gracious and clean. Unfortunately, here, I had no choice in the topic. As she rubbed her clitoris over my backtalk, my nose was jammed hard against her rear hole.

I saw both girls reach for the others tits, and excuse me, as one fucked my putz, and the early my backtalk, as they groped and tweaked breast and nipples.

Meanwhile, the rest were loudly, cheering them encouragement.

The girl above my face shouted at me,"Get your lingua out, and stop fucking about !"Well, she was hurting my lips, and anyway I could barely breathe, what with my nose well and truly buried.

Between her thrusting, I opened my mouth, caught a quick intimation of life-saving air as she rose a bit. Then thrust my tongue out, to search for her clit.

It didn't take too lots searching, because it was quite big, the lonesome problem was, the taste wasn't the expert I had experienced before. Stale pee was what came mostly to mind.

The one riding my putz, I never did bewitch her name, screamed aloud that she was gon na cum, then"This mother fucker's built like a fucking 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 find her interior muscles clench on my dick, just once, I think.

Next, I could fell her lifting up, and my cock hit out-of-doors air. That didn't mean for one second gear that I was off the claw because no sooner had she gone, I knew another was taking her place.

Once more, they shouted for her to"Ride him, sister,"as she, in tour, lowered herself to incase my cock.

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

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

The girl above my licking natural language began to grind hard against me, once more, I struggled to suspire. But I was saved from suffocation when at that instant, she began to orgasm, she did buck up and down, and I managed to grab a quick gasp of air.

She was wet, I've no estimate whether she was a water pistol, or whether she just peed herself, but I do call back intellection that I was as probable going to drown.

She again commanded me,"donjon licking lover."

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

With no further ado, another was over my typeface, facing the Same way again. Whether it was simply me, getting into the jive of things, I don't know, but I remember thinking that this one's ass smelled much sweet-scented, as it happens, so did her pussy, so I felt much happier, attacking her clit.

She'd let it ingest a good doing, then inched forwards to my breast."marijuana cigarette your spit up my ass hole, bucko,"she ordered. Of course, it wouldn't go in, no matter how hard I tried, but I suppose she did get a good rimming during my efforts.

Somehow, I managed to get one bridge player free from its restraint. I reached under her ass, then leaned forward to give me better access, my finger found the mark, and I pressed hard, Her fix was already decent and slippery, from my tonguing, so the finger eased in, without too a great deal trouble.

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

The girl on my prick had done her job, I knew I was going to germinate my shipment, as it started to rise in me, I could hear her screaming,"Yes, have a go at it, I'm gon na cum."She bounced on me like mad, and then I let loose."Oh shit, I can feel him cumming as well, fucking bloody rattling !"

I felt her airlift herself, and her handwriting took clutches of my cock as it came out, dripping cum all over. She bent down and shoved it in her mouthpiece, rubbing and sucking for all she was worth.

The remaining girl still astride me, started to twist about fast, so I fucked my finger in her ass harder, at the Lapplander time, sucked on her clit with zestfulness. Her hands gripped my face like a vice, as she in her turn, reached her heyday. This one wasn't as recollective 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 daughter got off the bed, and for the firstly time, I could pass off properly. I thought I was now family and dry, but I was wrong.

Three 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 prick, the others chorused their agreement.

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

Another answered,"Where you going, we've got a water pot right here."I struggled in vain against my Julian Bond, but there was no getting away. The first girl who had spoken, climbed up on me, legs either side of my chest.

She took hold of her kitty lips, and took aim, at first nothing happened, but I could see her clenching her muscle, as she pushed. Then it came, a stream of pee splashing all over my aspect,"Come on, open your mouth, you dingbat."I suppose I couldn't do much else, so I duly opened and took what she had left.

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

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

What adjacent, I wondered, but there was no side by side. I was left in repose until I eventually fell asleep.

I woke with a start, a charwoman's voice jabbering away in Spanish people, and I saw this middle-aged plus char, cleaner 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 carpus. I looked about the way, all the female child's power train had gone.

The woman by the bed flicked a duster at my cock. diddlyshit ! it twitched. She undid my infantry affiliation and helped me sit up.

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

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

She helped me stand, 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 blissfulness. 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 next to the bath, with her implements of war resting on the English. She wasn't looking at me, not my boldness that is but was staring at my cock lazily floating about the water.

She suddenly took my shoulder and sat me up, then a soapy sponge was scrubbing my head, followed by my shoulders and back. She then washed my face and chest, just like mum when you were a little 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's breadth in my face, I didn't understand what she said. But in the meantime, her other hand was still cleaning my cock.

Well maybe it wasn't cleanup anymore, but variety of rubbing. She rubbed a bit harder, it got stiffer, and more she rubbed, now with two script, a terrible grinning on her face.

She watched me start to tense, and she positively beamed. My loading shot up into the air, and she chuckled with glee. Then she rinsed her deal in the bath water, she gave my cock a needlelike smack, all the sentence muttering away still. With that, she stood and was gone.

When I went back to the room, the bed had been stripped, my gear all on the future bed. On top, a saw a man of paper. It was a annotation, in English language,"Thanks for a effective fuck fella."

It was just signed,"From your Australian girls, with love."

When I went downstairs, the old boy was behind the desk, the ma'am from the lav stood beside him.

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

The end .