Date: Sun, 12 Feb 2012 22:56:38 -0800 (PST)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: G; 'Southern Hospitality Part 11' {Rodney Jake} (M MM 1st anal ws bear coll fat hair  ) [11! ]

When I woke up, the blonde girl was gone.  Andrew was sitting naked over
on the couch, lazily thumbing his cock as he watched TV and ate chips.
He looked over at me.  "Damn, glad you're awake.  Get down here and suck
my cock."  I thought about making a comment about the girl, but then
decided against it.  I was just glad we were alone again.  As I wrapped
my mouth around his dick he groaned "niiice.  Damn, that blonde chick
couldn't blow a dick worth shit.  She could learn a thing or two from a
bitch like you."  To be honest, I felt proud.  I sucked his cock down to
the base.  "Anyways, how was your night with Simon?"

My mind raced as I remembered what I had done, drunk and high.  I
remembered getting pounded by Simon and begging him to stuff me with his
"pinga."  "Oh, it was fine.  You know."  I tried to play it off cool.
Though Andrew was the one who pimped me to him in the first place, he had
only promised Simon a blow job.  It was me who ended up begging Simon to
fuck me sideways and cum in my asshole.

"So you sucked his cock?"  I nodded, hoping that he'd leave it at that.
Suddenly he hit play in the background and I could hear the TV playing.
I heard my own voice "So you're going to tape this."  Then Simon, "Yeah
Andrew said you're into that."

"Guilty," Andrew said as he let me off his cock.  I looked at the TV in
horror.  It was the video Simon had shot on his webcam.  I had forgotten
about it.  "You're getting quite a little XTube collection going aren't
you bitch?"  He laughed when it got to the part when I begged Simon to
fuck me, even giving him permission to tape it and post it online.
"Jesus slut.  I promise the guy a blow job and you're trying to get
fucked.  You really can't control yourself."  He put his arm around me
proudly.  I was shocked.  We watched the entire thing.  Andrew was almost
on the floor laughing at the part where Simon kicked me out, my hand
trying to cover my asshole as cum was sliding down my legs.

Then I realized the username for the video.  It read "AlabamaKyle."
"Who's Alabama Kyle?" I asked, knowing I wasn't going to like the answer.


Andrew just smiled, his thick cock rolling to the side "Who do you think
it is?"  In terror, I leaned forward to the computer hooked up to the TV
and clicked the link to the user page.  I stared in horror.  All of the
pictures that Andrew had taken of me, all of the videos, they were all
there.  Even the video titled "Truckers Pound A Pussy" which I recalled
showed me getting gang fucked by eight random truckers on a picnic table
at a rest stop.  My heart was pounding as I went through the pictures and
video.  I looked at the video of me as I rode Andrew's cock that first
night, the night that really turned me into a cum whore.  Then I looked
at the hours of footage posted of Rick and Andrew's Dad fucking me.  In
terror, I noticed the video of the three of them pissing on me in the
bathtub.  The one of Andrew filling my ass as piss dripped down my legs
and onto the couch.  There were freeze frames of me getting my ass filled
with my dick between my legs.  Pictures of me wearing cum soaked panties
with "Andrew's Slut" scrawled across my face.  I couldn't believe how far
I'd come.  It had only been a few days and here I was online, acting like
a bigger slut than anyone I'd ever heard of.

Andrew began to rub my shoulders, "You happy?"  I looked at the screen
completely awestruck.  I was far from happy about it.  My mind raced with
the thoughts of people from my hometown seeing it.  Of my parents seeing
it.  Maybe worst of all, of my future classmates seeing it.  I hadn't
even started college and I was already fucked (literally and
figuratively).  I sat back stunned.  I couldn't believe it.  Andrew stood
up and walked over to door naked.  Unashamedly he opened the door and
strolled down the hall.  "Come on bitch."  I pulled a pair of panties on
and followed him quickly into the bathroom.  "Get in."  He pointed to the
shower.  I stepped in and he said "Sit."  I did.  My mind was still
reeling as I thought of the consequences of the Xtube profile Andrew had
made for me.

Then, he yawned and started to piss on me.  I couldn't believe he was
doing it, right here where anyone else from the dorm could walk in.  But
I just sat there and took it.  His piss slowed and then stopped.  Without
even saying anything, he turned around and went back into the room.  I
sat there covered in piss.  I closed the curtain and started to shower.
Thinking about the xtube profile, I could feel my heart beating fast.
Try not to think about it.  I had to get my mind off of it.  In an effort
to distract myself, I started to think of Andrew's dick.  It wasn't long
before I was hard and pumping my pussy with my finger again.  I turned
off the shower, dried off and went back to the room.  I dropped the
towel, not bothering with lingerie, and stepped over to the couch and sat
down next to Andrew.  We spent the rest of the afternoon hanging around
naked, joking around like old friends.  We watched a couple old movies
and ordered a pizza for dinner.  After dinner we started to pour some
whiskey and drink some beer.  I was pretty buzzed when I heard Andrew
say,  "I've got a big surprise for you bitch."  I looked at him, knowing
that his surprises always entailed some element of terror followed by
what I always found to be incredible pleasure.  I decided to go with it.


"Oh yeah, what kind of surprise?"  I rubbed my hand over his chest hairs,
trying to flirt.

"Well, Simon and I were sending your new Xtube profile around to some
friends."

"What?!"  I jumped up, once again pissed off, standing naked in front of
a smirking Andrew.

"Calm down bitch.  Sit."  I did, trying to stay cool.  "Like I was saying?
Simon and I were sending your new Xtube profile around to some friends."
He started to laugh, I knew I wasn't going to like this, "and inevitably,
they sent  it around to some friends."  I buried my face in my hands.
I'd never be able to show my face on campus and classes hadn't even begun
yet.  "Anyways, as it turns out, you're pretty popular among the
fraternity scene.  I guess at some point today you were the topic of a
pretty popular email chain that was shared with the entire greek
community."  So much for joining a fraternity.  I just stared,
unbelieving, into space.  "Anyways, Carl, Butch and I all wanted to rush
a frat this year and we were thinking you could help us out."  He started
to finger my asshole as he tried to get me to smile.

I looked at him straight in the eyes "And what if I had wanted to rush a
fraternity at some point?"  Andrew looked at me crossly.

"Well that doesn't make sense, fraternities are for men.  You would have
to rush one of the sororities.  But I doubt they'd take you.  You don't
exactly have the manners of a southern lady."  His stomach heaved up and
down as he laughed.  "Anyways, Butch and Carl are on the way over here.
All we're asking is for you to come with us to the party.  Hey, you said
it yourself, you were thinking about the frat scene.  All we're doing is
going to a party."

"With a bunch of guys who've been watching videos of me getting fucked
every way to sunday by a bunch of strange men!"

Andrew leaned forward and grabbed the back of my head.  He roughly jerked
me over to him and I sunk into his hairy body as he gave me a hard
full-on kiss.  My head was spinning.  I kissed him back as I curled up on
his hairy body.  His tongue probed my mouth.  It was like all my worries
had melted away.  Suddenly there was a knock on the door.  Andrew stood
up.  I sat there, naked rubbing my lips.  "That's Butch and Carl.  Get
some fucking clothes on, we're going."  I practically floated to my
drawer where I pulled on a blue thong.  I went over to pull on a pair of
cackies and a button down as Andrew answered the door naked.  He quickly
dressed as Carl came over and started harassing me, rubbing my crotch
through my jeans.  "I liked your video last night.  I can't believe you
let that little bitch Simon plug you before me."  I tried to pull away
from him.  "Really bitch, that hurts."  He laughed loudly.  Butch, always
the quiet type, stood with his hands in his pockets by the door.  Andrew
pulled on some clothes and we were off.

The walk to the fraternities was about 25 minutes.  By the time we got
there, walking through the hot Alabama night, I could feel my ass
sweating against the thong I was wearing, causing it to bunch up in my
ass crack.  I tried to pull it out as we stepped up to a large frat house
with a line of guys at the door.  I stepped up to the back of the line.
Carl asked loudly "What's the bitch think she's doing?"

Andrew put his hand on my shoulder and started guiding me through the
crowd of guys, "Excuse me coming through.  I've got the guest of honor."
I stepped up to the door where a large southern guy with curly hair and
an old worn baseball hat sat in a pair of jeans and a white t shirt with
holes in the arm pits.  He held a clip board in his hands but when he
looked up and saw me he dropped it to his side.

"Oh well hello.  If it isn't Alabama Kyle."  My heart lurched.  I guess
it wasn't going to be a normal party after all.  "Come on in.  We've
already got you all set up upstairs."

I looked back at Andrew who just smiled and said "You'll thank me
later."  With that, I watched him step away toward the keg.  I saw the
blonde chick from the other night as he walked up to her and put his arm
around her.  I was guided away by the man from the door up the stairs.
Every so often, we would pass a guy who would see me and point while
whispering to his friends.  At one point someone even shouted "Beg for my
Pinga!"  I turned bright red and was thankful when the man ushered me
into a private room.

"Don't worry about them.  They're just playing with you.  Why don't you
take those off?"  He jerked my shirt off and tugged my pants down.  I
stood there in the blue thong, embarrassed.  He laughed and started
rubbing my ass cheeks and playing with my nipples.  "Damn that's a nice
ass."  Then he turned around and said, "just wait here.  We're going to
start the bidding in about five minutes, so I'll send the first guy in
around ten."

"What?  What do you mean bidding?  First guy?"  The guy looked at me.
For a second he looked almost sorry for me.  "Andrew said you agreed to
donate your ass to the frat for the night.  We were going to sell time to
the highest bidder."  I stared at him.  Once again, Andrew was whoring me
out.  This time for actual money.  "I thought it was crazy too.  Then I
saw your xtube profile."  I turned bright red.  He stepped up and started
playing with my nipples again.  "Come on.  You know you want this.  I saw
those videos.  Who gives a shit if the frat is making a bit of money and
your friends are getting some credit with the brothers?  You're still
getting your pussy wet.  Everybody wins."

His hands rubbing over my nipples had me in a trance.  "Ok."  I almost
whispered it as my face was buried in his neck.

He slapped my ass, hard.  "Great!  Glad everyone's agreed.  Give me ten
minutes."  I heard cheering outside. He stepped out of the room.  Then I
realized that there was a camera filming me, and that there was a chord
going out the door.  I then realized why everyone was cheering.  They
could see me.  There was some sort of video feed downstairs.
Understanding I was on live camera, I tried not to react.  Instead,  I
just went over to the couch, folded my hands in my lap trying to cover my
blue thong, and waited.