Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

Note : This is a totally true story, it happened to me, many old age ago. I may ingest 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 motorcycle had completely illegal, racing megaphones fitted, rather than silencers.

Most eve, I camped, it hadn't been too difficult to feel desirable patch. Today, however, I just could not ascertain anywhere, and it was now getting somewhat late in the day.

Back in those Day, 1964 to be precise, the stretch of glide along from Gibraltar to Torremolinos, was still completely undeveloped. Estepona was still a diminutive fishing village, and even Marbella wasn't much more. The beaches simply went on, for mile after mile, with zippo and no one.

So, back to the slip. I hadn't seen a construction for some distance, then I spotted a long row of pine Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. A niggling course meandered, through the tree diagram and down to the beach. I rode the bike along the path and parked up among the pines.

It was a warm still Nox, as it had been, the past brace of weeks, so I thought that I might just as well get my sleeping bag, and kip rightfield here.

There was a penetrating nudge in my backrest. I came awake, expecting trouble, but I couldn't see a thing, with the high mightiness woolly mullein irradiation, shining directly in my face.

A phonation jabbered away in Spanish, far too riotous for me to follow. I did speak some Spanish, but it needed to be spoken slowly, for me to see when spoken to.

The beam dropped from my nerve. It was then I saw the rifle butt, that had nudged me wake up, and the Policia topical anesthetic guy standing holding it.

He wasn't rude, he wasn't wild, 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 nighttime. Extremely helpfully, he offered to take aim me to the nearest Pension Hotel.

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

He waved a cheery"bye-bye, 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 shillings and sixpence ( twelve and a one-half centime ) a Nox. There was no alternative but to engage it. He explained, the other resident were still out, but I would encounter one untouched bed.

An hour later, snuggled under my sheet, and I was fast numb. I had left one light, on at the far end of the room.

The threshold crashed open with a bang, followed by a gaggle of shouting and laughing. That's a thoroughly deion really, a gang of cackling jackass just about covered it !

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

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

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

I then made the misapprehension of taking a straightaway 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 diverse Department of State of undress, some in bra and step-in, one or two even with nothing at all.

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

I heard pace approach, the edge of the sheet moved, and then a little fount was peering in at me. A shriek,"It's a chap, an'I saw him taking a warm gander."

The next second, I'm laid there, in my underpants, the canvas snatched away. The bed was surrounded by all these semi-clad females, various swaying quite badly.

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

Her panty clad rosehip rubbed against me like looney. She was like a sex-starved, sick demon.

I reached my deal to bear on her away. Now I don't mind a good fuck, at the best of sentence, but this was something else.

This totally wee-wee female child, slobbering all over my font, not to advert, all the boost being shouted out in the meanwhile, all in very expressive terms.

"Come on Jillie lady friend, fuck the bastard."and various early words of similar meaning.

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

mortal reached under Jillie, and before I knew it, my trouser were gone, at the same metre they pushed Jillie's wooden leg apart. I felt another hand pull my shaft from under her, and with a firm hairgrip, started on wanking me.

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

Two of the missy, literally ripped Jillie's step-in off her, then several hands 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 motor power, her articulatio coxae 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 sober up, dropped her panties down, and climbed aboard.

She straddled me with her human knee, and raising her rosehip, whilst holding her own snatch backtalk apart, she lowered herself down onto my appendage, to surprisingly gently, and slowly ease me all the way into her, until she was sat on my balls.

She called to another girl,"seed ‘ ere Midge, climb up front, and get ya'bozo on his face."Midge duly did as she was bid, and she manoeuvred herself above my header, facing towards the former fille. With no falter, her cunt sass, ground down on my backtalk, my nose, by simpleton geography, was stuck between her ass cheeks.

Now these girls had all been out on the piss, all nighttime. I don't psyche a bit off ass, but I really do prefer it courteous and clean. Unfortunately, here, I had no alternative in the thing. As she rubbed her button over my lips, my nose was jammed hard against her tail end hole.

I saw both girls reach for the others tits, and excuse me, as one fucked my tool, and the other my sassing, as they groped and pull off breasts and nipples.

Meanwhile, the repose were loudly, cheering them encouragement.

The girl above my case shouted at me,"Get your tongue out, and lay off fucking about !"Well, she was hurting my backtalk, and anyway I could barely emit, what with my nose well and truly buried.

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

It didn't take too practically searching, because it was quite big, the sole problem was, the gustatory sensation wasn't the respectable I had experienced before. Stale pee was what came mostly to mind.

The one riding my cock, I never did take in her public figure, screamed aloud that she was gon na cum, then"This by-blow'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 feel her privileged muscles clutch on my cock, just once, I think.

Next, I could fell her lifting up, and my cock hit open air. That didn't mean for one arcsecond 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"drive him, sister,"as she, in tour, lowered herself to encase my cock.

"Fuckin'hell !"I heard her margin 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 hammer was by now enjoying the fun.

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

She was wet, I've no idea whether she was a squirter, or whether she just peed herself, but I do recall thought that I was as in all likelihood going to drown.

She again commanded me,"bread and butter lacing lover."

But I heard another say,"fucking 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 further ado, another was over my brass, facing the Lapp 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 sweeter, as it happens, so did her kitty, so I felt much happy, attacking her clit.

She'd let it throw a good doing, then inched forwards to my thorax."Stick your tongue up my ass hole, bucko,"she ordered. Of line, it wouldn't go in, no matter how hard I tried, but I suppose she did get a skillful rimming during my efforts.

Somehow, I managed to get one mitt relieve from its simpleness. I reached under her ass, then leaned forward to give me better access code, my fingerbreadth found the target, and I pressed hard, Her hole was already nice and slippery, from my tonguing, so the finger eased in, without too much trouble.

She scooted backwards until her cunt was back over my mouth, and because she was now flex over my bureau, I had a much easier job of licking along her pussy, as well as tweaking her clit.

The female child on my cock had done her job, I knew I was going to dissipate my onus, as it started to rise in me, I could listen her screaming,"Yes, fuck, I'm gon na cum."She bounced on me like mad, and then I let on the loose."Oh hoot, I can feel him cumming as well, fucking bloody marvellous !"

I felt her aerodynamic lift herself, and her hand took hold of my pecker 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 wrestle about fast, so I fucked my finger in her ass harder, at the same fourth dimension, sucked on her clit with gusto. Her hands gripped my slope like a vice, as she in her turn, reached her peak. This one wasn't as long before she was spent, no sooner 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 young woman got off the bed, and for the first time, I could suspire properly. I thought I was now home and dry, but I was wrong.

three of the fille still standing around had grabbed my on the loose mitt 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 shaft, the others chorused their agreement.

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

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

She took clench of her pussycat lips, and took aim, at low nothing happened, but I could see her clenching her muscularity, as she pushed. Then it came, a stream of pee splashing all over my face,"ejaculate 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 early two girls went to each side of meat of the bed. They both spread their stage, 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, pay them their due, they take the wet pillow away, and fetched a towel and dried me.

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

I woke with a start, a adult female's voice jabbering away in Spanish, and I saw this middle-aged plus cleaning woman, 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 wrists. I looked about the room, all the girlfriend's gear had gone.

The cleaning lady by the bed flicked a duster at my cock. Shit ! it twitched. She undid my feet 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 fille, not me ).

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

She helped me stomach, my ankles really injure, then she grabbed a towel and helped me fetter to the bathroom.

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

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

She suddenly took my articulatio humeri and sat me up, then a soapy parazoan was scrubbing my head, followed by my shoulders and back. She then washed my boldness and chest of drawers, just like mum when you were a footling kid. But unlike mum, she also washed my cock.

What did you gestate, right away it started to go hard. She looked at me and wagged a digit in my face, I didn't understand what she said. But in the meantime, her other hand 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 lead off to tense, and she positively beamed. My load shot up into the air, and she chuckled with hilarity. Then she rinsed her script in the bath water, she gave my cock a sharp savor, all the time 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 succeeding bed. On top, a saw a spell of composition. It was a note, in English,"Thanks for a good screw fella."

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

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

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

The end .