Assaulted in the Pension Hotel.

Federal Reserve note : This is a totally true taradiddle, it happened to me, many years ago. I may have lost some of the particular over the years, but basically, it's almost exactly as it happened.

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I was on a touring/budget case of holiday, along the south seacoast 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 even, I camped, it hadn't been too difficult to find desirable smudge. Today, however, I just could not see 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 Rock of Gibraltar to Torremolinos, was still completely undeveloped. Estepona was still a midget fishing village, and even Marbella wasn't much more. The beaches simply went on, for international nautical mile after mile, with nix and no one.

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

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

There was a discriminating jog in my back. I came awake, expecting trouble, but I couldn't see a thing, with the high index Verbascum thapsus radio 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 radio beam dropped from my typeface. It was then I saw the rifle butt, that had nudged me come alive, 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 night. Extremely helpfully, he offered to guide 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"auf wiedersehen, buenas Noches,"and was gone.

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

It worked out at the equivalent of two shillings and sixpence ( twelve and a one-half pence ) a Nox. There was no choice but to take it. He explained, the former resident were still out, but I would find one untouched bed.

An hour later, snuggled under my sheet, and I was fast deceased. 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 good deion really, a bunch of cackling geese just about covered it !

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

C. H. 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 stress, I can't. The language being used was totally foul, and I'm no prude. It was like a dozen simple machine torpedo firing off - dogshit, fuck, bullock block, up yer ass, and so on.

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

And bloody infernal region ! They were all in versatile commonwealth of undress, some in bra and step-in, one or two even with zip at all.

catastrophe struck ! I hadn't been stealthy enough."Hey guy wire, we've got another roomie over here !"

I heard footfall approach, the sharpness of the weather sheet moved, and then a minuscule face was peering in at me. A shriek,"It's a blighter, an'I saw him taking a quick gander."

The next second, I'm laid there, in my underpants, the sheet 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 backtalk were planted on mine, none too gently, I might add.

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

I reached my hands to promote her away. Now I don't mind a good shag, at the just of times, but this was something else.

This totally pissed girl, slobbering all over my face, not to note, all the boost being shouted out in the meantime, all in very expressive terms.

"seminal fluid on Jillie girl, fuck the bastard."and diverse former words of similar meaning.

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

Someone reached under Jillie, and before I knew it, my gasp were gone, at the Sami time they pushed Jillie's legs apart. I felt another hired man pull my prick from under her, and with a firm traction, started on wanking me.

The next affair I knew, was that my mitt and feet were being tied to the branding iron bedposts.

Two of the girls, literally ripped Jillie's panties off her, then several hands were lifting her hips up, until they could crowd, my now throbbing cock, to her pussy.

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

Yelling ridicule, they lifted her off, to dump her unceremoniously, to the floor. Another, appearing to me at least, to be a bit more sombre, dropped her panties 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 extremity, to surprisingly gently, and slowly still me all the way into her, until she was sat on my balls.

She called to another lady friend,"come ‘ ere Midge, climb up front, and get ya'twat on his face."Midge duly did as she was bid, and she manoeuvred herself above my head, facing towards the other little girl. With no hesitation, her pussy sass, ground down on my lip, my nose, by uncomplicated geography, was stuck between her ass cheeks.

Now these girlfriend had all been out on the weewee, all night. I don't mind a bit off ass, but I really do prefer it nice and clean. Unfortunately, here, I had no choice in the matter. As she rubbed her clit over my lips, my nose was jammed hard against her rump hole.

I saw both girls reach for the others titmouse, and apologize me, as one fucked my cock, and the former my mouth, as they groped and tweaked boob and nipples.

Meanwhile, the rest were loudly, cheering them encouragement.

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

Between her poking, I opened my mouth, caught a fast breath of life-saving air as she rose a bit. Then stuff my tongue out, to search for her clit.

It didn't have too much searching, because it was quite big, the simply job was, the sense of taste wasn't the in effect I had experienced before. Stale pee was what came mostly to mind.

The one riding my shaft, I never did get her name, screamed aloud that she was gon na cum, then"This by-blow's built like a get it on 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 inner muscle clench on my rooster, just once, I think.

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

Once to a greater extent, they shouted for her to"Ride him, baby,"as she, in routine, lowered herself to encase my cock.

"Fuckin'blaze !"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 geological fault of my own, my putz was by now enjoying the fun.

The young woman above my licking tongue began to grate hard against me, once more, I struggled to breathe. But I was saved from suffocation when at that mo, she began to orgasm, she did buck up and down, and I managed to take hold of a prompt gasp of air.

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

She again commanded me,"Keep thrashing 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 boost ado, another was over my face, facing the Lapp 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 sweet, as it happens, so did her pussy, so I felt much glad, attacking her clit.

She'd let it give birth a ripe doing, then inched forwards to my chest."Stick 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 goodness rimming during my efforts.

Somehow, I managed to get one helping hand free from its restraint. I reached under her ass, then leaned forward to give me better access, my digit found the target, and I pressed hard, Her cakehole 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 dead set over my chest, I had a much leisurely job of licking along her twat, as well as tweaking her clit.

The girl on my rooster had done her job, I knew I was going to frivol away my load, as it started to rise in me, I could see her screaming,"Yes, fuck, I'm gon na cum."She bounced on me like mad, and then I let loosen."Oh shit, I can feel him cumming as well, fucking bloody marvellous !"

I felt her lift herself, and her hand took cargo deck of my stopcock 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 finger in her ass harder, at the same time, sucked on her clit with gusto. Her men gripped my incline like a vice, as she in her number, reached her peak. This one wasn't as prospicient 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 little girl got off the bed, and for the first-class honours degree time, I could rest properly. I thought I was now plate and dry, but I was wrong.

triad of the lady friend still standing around had grabbed my release hired man and promptly tied it, back to the top of the bed."Got ta continue 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 piss pot right here."I struggled in vain against my trammel, but there was no getting away. The first girl who had spoken, climbed up on me, legs either side of my chest.

She took handle of her pussycat backtalk, and took aim, at first nothing happened, but I could see her clenching her muscles, as she pushed. Then it came, a stream of pee splashing all over my human face,"Come on, open your back talk, you dingbat."I suppose I couldn't do much else, so I duly unfold and took what she had left.

They weren't finished with me though, the other two girls went to each side of the bed. They both spread their wooden leg, aimed their kitty-cat, 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, feed them their due, they take the wet pillow away, and fetched a towel and dried me.

What succeeding, 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, and I saw this middle-aged plus woman, fresh 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 girl's gear had gone.

The cleaning woman by the bed flicked a smock at my cock. bastard ! it twitched. She undid 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 girl, not me ).

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

She helped me stand, my ankles really pain, then she grabbed a towel and helped me hopple to the bathroom.

She pushed me to sit, while she ran a bath, then she helped me mount 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 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 shoulder joint and sat me up, then a soapy quick study was scrubbing my head, followed by my shoulders and back. She then washed my face and chest, just like mum when you were a piffling 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 face, I didn't understand what she said. But in the meantime, her former bridge player was still cleaning my cock.

Well 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 men, a wicked grinning on her face.

She watched me start out to tense, and she positively beamed. My load shot up into the air, and she chuckled with gloat. Then she rinsed her hired hand in the bath water, she gave my tool a penetrating skag, 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 following bed. On top, a saw a piece of newspaper. It was a Federal Reserve note, in side,"Thanks for a good fuck fella."

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

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

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

The end .