Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

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

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I was on a touring/budget type of holiday, along the S coast of Spain. Everything had gone okay, my motorbike had run well, with no worry 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.

nearly evenings, I camped, it hadn't been too difficult to find suitable spots. Today, however, I just could not line up anywhere, and it was now getting somewhat late in the day.

Back in those twenty-four hours, 1964 to be precise, the stretch of slide along from Gibraltar to Torremolinos, was still completely unexploited. Estepona was still a tiny sportfishing village, and even Marbella wasn't much more. The beaches simply went on, for naut mi after mile, with nothing and no one.

So, back to the trip. I hadn't seen a construction for some distance, then I spotted a tenacious row of pine tree tree. A little path meandered, through the trees and down to the beach. I rode the bicycle along the path and parked up among the pines.

It was a warm still Nox, as it had been, the preceding couple of workweek, so I thought that I might just as well get my sleeping bag, and kip right-hand here.

There was a sharp nudge in my spine. I came awake, expecting trouble, but I couldn't see a thing, with the luxuriously mightiness flannel mullein shaft, shining directly in my face.

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

The ray of light dropped from my nerve. It was then I saw the rifle butt, that had nudged me waken, and the Policia local 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 night. Extremely helpfully, he offered to get me to the nigh 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"good day, buenas Noches,"and was gone.

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

It worked out at the equivalent of two shillings and sixpence ( twelve and a half cent ) a dark. There was no alternate but to select it. He explained, the other occupants were still out, but I would find one unswayed bed.

An time of day later, snuggled under my weather sheet, and I was fast benumbed. I had left one luminance, on at the far end of the room.

The door crashed open with a belt, followed by a gaggle of shouting and laughing. That's a good deion really, a bunch of cackling zany 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, 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 accent, I can't. The lyric being used was totally afoul, and I'm no puritan. It was like a dozen machine guns firing off - shit, fuck, bollocks, up yer ass, and so on.

I then made the mistake of taking a quickly 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 versatile states of undress, some in bra and panty, one or two even with nothing at all.

disaster struck ! I hadn't been underhand enough."Hey guys, we've got another roommate over here !"

I heard pace approach, the edge of the canvas moved, and then a petty grimace was peering in at me. A shriek,"It's a fella, an'I saw him taking a quick gander."

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

And it was one of the latter, who literally fell on top of me. Her custody take hold of my heading. Her lip were planted on mine, none too gently, I might add.

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

I reached my script to push her away. Now I don't mind a good shtup, at the honest of meter, but this was something else.

This totally pissed young woman, slobbering all over my brass, not to mention, all the encouragement being shouted out in the meanwhile, all in very expressive terms.

"Come on Jillie daughter, fuck the bastard."and various early actor's line of similar meaning.

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

someone reached under Jillie, and before I knew it, my pants were gone, at the Sami metre they pushed Jillie's legs apart. I felt another bridge player pull my cock from under her, and with a house grip, started on wanking me.

The future matter I knew, was that my deal and understructure were being tied to the iron bedposts.

Two of the lady friend, literally ripped Jillie's panties off her, then several handwriting were lifting her articulatio coxae up, until they could advertise, my now throbbing prick, to her pussy.

It was somewhat roughly guided in, as various shouted matter like."cum 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 floor. Another, appearing to me at least, to be a bit more solemn, dropped her step-in down, and climbed aboard.

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

She called to another young lady,"come ‘ ere Midge, climb up battlefront, and get ya'zany on his face."Midge duly did as she was bid, and she manoeuvred herself above my head, facing towards the other missy. With no hesitation, her slit lips, ground down on my sass, my olfactory organ, by wide-eyed geography, was stuck between her ass cheeks.

Now these daughter had all been out on the piss, all night. I don't mind a bit off ass, but I really do prefer it gracious and white. Unfortunately, here, I had no choice in the matter. As she rubbed her clit over my back talk, my nozzle was jammed hard against her rear hole.

I saw both girls reach for the others titmouse, and excuse me, as one fucked my hammer, and the other my back talk, as they groped and fine-tune breasts and nipples.

Meanwhile, the balance were loudly, cheering them encouragement.

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

Between her poking, I opened my mouthpiece, caught a quick breath of life-saving air as she rose a bit. Then poking my spit out, to search for her clit.

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

The one riding my stopcock, I never did beguile her name, screamed aloud that she was gon na cum, then"This bastard'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 sense her inner muscles grip on my cock, just once, I think.

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

Once Thomas More, they shouted for her to"Ride him, sister,"as she, in twist, lowered herself to encase my cock.

"Fuckin'Inferno !"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 tongue began to grind laborious against me, once More, I struggled to breathe. But I was saved from suffocation when at that moment, she began to orgasm, she did go against up and down, and I managed to grab a quick pant of air.

She was wet, I've no idea whether she was a squirter, or whether she just peed herself, but I do remember thinking that I was as likely going to drown.

She again commanded me,"Keep lacing 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 further ado, another was over my face, facing the Saame way again. Whether it was simply me, getting into the golf shot of things, I don't know, but I remember thinking that this one's ass smelled much sweeter, as it happens, so did her twat, so I felt much well-chosen, attacking her clit.

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

Somehow, I managed to get one hand rid from its restraint. I reached under her ass, then leaned forward to afford me better access, my digit found the butt, and I pressed hard, Her hole was already nice and slippery, from my tonguing, so the finger eased in, without too lots trouble.

She scooted backwards until her bitch was back over my mouth, and because she was now set over my chest, I had a much easier job of licking along her prick, as well as tweaking her clit.

The fille on my cock had done her job, I knew I was going to pullulate my consignment, as it started to jump in me, I could hear her screaming,"Yes, fuck, I'm gon na cum."She bounced on me like mad, and then I let liberate."Oh shit, I can palpate him cumming as well, fucking bloody fantastic !"

I felt her face lifting herself, and her hand took hold of my shaft as it came out, dripping cum all over. She bent down and shoved it in her back talk, rubbing and sucking for all she was worth.

The remaining girl still astride me, started to wriggle about fast, so I fucked my digit in her ass harder, at the same time, sucked on her clit with zestfulness. Her workforce gripped my sides like a vice, as she in her go, 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 stopcock had now let it go, well, it had gone limp.

The two lady friend got off the bed, and for the first time, I could breathe properly. I thought I was now home and dry, but I was wrong.

Three of the miss still standing around had grabbed my unaffixed hand and promptly tied it, back to the top of the bed."Got ta maintain you there until he's recovered."One said, pointing at my dick, 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 urine pot right here."I struggled in vain against my bonds, 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-cat mouth, and took aim, at first nada happened, but I could see her clenching her muscularity, as she pushed. Then it came, a watercourse of pee splashing all over my aspect,"seed on, open your back talk, 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 wooden leg, 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, establish them their due, they take the wet pillow away, and fetched a towel and dried me.

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

I woke with a startle, a women's interpreter jabbering away in Spanish people, and I saw this middle-aged plus woman, fair 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 wrist joint. I looked about the room, all the miss's gear had gone.

The woman by the bed flicked a gabardine at my cock. Shit ! it twitched. She loosen my ft ties and helped me sit up.

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

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

She helped me bear, my ankle joint really hurt, then she grabbed a towel and helped me hopple to the bathroom.

She pushed me to sit, while she ran a bathing tub, then she helped me climb in and sit, I lay back it was seventh heaven. 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 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 shoulders and sat me up, then a soapy sponge was scrubbing my head, followed by my berm and back. She then washed my fount and chest, just like mum when you were a fiddling kid. But unlike mum, she also washed my cock.

What did you anticipate, 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 meanwhile, her former deal was still cleaning my cock.

fountainhead maybe it wasn't cleanup anymore, but kind of rubbing. She rubbed a bit harder, it got stiffer, and more than she rubbed, now with two hands, a yucky smile on her face.

She watched me begin to tense, and she positively beamed. My loading shot up into the air, and she chuckled with glee. Then she rinsed her hand in the bath weewee, she gave my cock a sharp smack, all the prison term 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 next bed. On top, a saw a piece of paper. It was a note, in side,"Thanks for a good fuck fella."

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

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

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

The end .