Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2012 02:47:01 -0800 (PST)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: G; 'Southern Hospitality Part 14' {Rodney Jake} (M MM 1st anal ws bear coll fat hair BM ) [14! ]
I woke up in Papi's arms, his cock stuffed into my ass. I remembered him
fucking me last night. Pumping his thick cock in and out of my used up
hole. He didn't even bother making me shower before bed. I squirmed a
bit to look at the time, but immediately regretted doing so when I felt
his cock slide out of my pussy. I knew that loads of cum were dripping
out of me onto his bed, but I didn't care. He hugged me tight as he
snored and I dozed off again.
It had been a full week since I had arrived in the South. I couldn't
believe how much had changed since then. I had gone from a closeted
sheltered rich kid to a two bit whore. I sat and tried to think of how
many cocks I had either sucked or been fucked by. When I arrived it was
zero. Now, I realized with a pang of guilt, the number was over thirty.
Andrew's hairy belly was pressed into my back and his morning wood was
pressed between my thigh's. What did he turn me into. But when I
thought back on the night before, of being fucked on camera by paying
customers (and some unpaying customers), all I could think of was how
horny it made me feel. My dick was hard again and I slowly started
grinding my ass over Andrew's morning wood. I heard him laugh before he
crammed his cock up into my ass. I thought he'd start fucking me but
instead, I felt him filling me with piss. Some of it leaked down onto
the bed sheets, but for the most part, I kept it in. "Now go get
cleaned up. We've got a busy day ahead of us. Only two more days until
classes start."
Excited to learn what Andrew had planned, I stood up, covering my asshole
with my hand, and ran to the bathroom. When I got there, I jumped in the
shower and let Andrew's piss pour out, along with more jizz from the
night before. Apparently, I hadn't been able to shit it all out at the
fraternity. I soaped my body up and down, and gave myself a once over
with the razor Andrew bought me. As I finished up, Simon stepped into
the shower with me. I went to tell him that Andrew and I were in a rush,
but when he lowered my head down onto his cock, I figured it would be
quicker not to argue.
After drinking down Simon's load, he made me thank him. Then, I stepped
out of the shower as he began to soap himself down. I ran back to the
room, realizing I had forgotten a towel. I quickly dried off, then,
remembering the camera from last night, went to my computer to pull up
the AlabamaKyle xtube page. I wasn't surprised to see that there was now
hours of footage that had been added. I clicked through it, shocked as I
watched me moaning like a slut as two guys fucked me at once. "There
will be plenty of time to watch those later bitch." Andrew tossed me a
shirt and jeans along with a yellow thong. I pulled the thong on, taking
a second to admire myself in the mirror, then put on my jeans and shirt.
"Where are we going?"
Andrew didn't respond, but still, I followed him as we walked across the
campus toward the dining hall. I was pretty hungry as we walked in and
started to get our food. "Let's get a sandwich." Andrew led me over to
the sandwich bar.
"I want to get some pasta man, I'll meet you at the table."
Andrew didn't even bother to argue with me. Instead he just grabbed me
by the neck and said "Come on bitch," leading me over to the sandwiches.
Andrew stepped forward and gave the big black guy making sandwiches a
quick hand shake. He must have been about 6 foot and 250 lbs. He was
built like a brick shit house and had a scowling face, and a thick wide
set nose. His head was completely bald, and the back of his neck had a
thick roll of fat. I was confused because Andrew didn't order a
sandwich.
I spoke up, "I guess I'll have a turkey, on rye bread. Please" I added,
since this guy looked like he could punch me into next year. He didn't
take his eyes off me as he made the sandwich.
He put it on a plate, then handed it to me. "There you go baby." His
voice was deep.
All I could do was blush and say "yeah, well thanks" as Andrew led me
away to the table. We sat down and started to eat.
I looked at him. "Well that was weird."
Andrew laughed, "What was weird?"
I responded, "The baby thing? There you go baby? He couldn't take his
eyes off me."
Andrew was still laughing, "Well look at you all hot and bothered." Then
he asked, somewhat seriously "But you'd fuck him?"
I looked at him "What?"
"You would fuck him?" Andrew repeated his question.
"I don't even know him" I responded, realizing how stupid this must sound
coming from someone who had taken thirty dicks in the last week.
"And all those guys that dug you out last night at the fraternity were
what, old friends?" Nick actually was, but I got his point. "Come on
bitch. I haven't seen you turn down cock yet. Not once. Whether it's
from trailer-trash like Rick, a bunch of bored truck drivers, or an
entire pledge class of frat dudes. Actually, I don't even know why I
bothered asking. The fact is, I need to get some pot and I can't find a
hook up here. The sandwich said he'd hook me up if I'd let him have your
for tonight."
I don't know why I continued to be surprised when Andrew did stuff like
this. He had whored me out already to keep our R.A. from busting our
party up, then again to a train of frat guys so that he could get credit
for the upcoming pledge season. Now he was asking me to fuck a cafeteria
worker so he could score drugs. I was about to say something to Andrew,
but stole one last look at the sandwich guy. Andrew laughed again "I
knew it. Perfect bitch. OK well here's the deal. He said he's gonna
meet you once his shift finishes tonight at 6. Then he's gonna drop you
back at our place tomorrow morning at eight." I looked at him nervously.
"The whole night?!"
"Are you really going to fight me on this?" Realizing he was right, I
looked down at my food, less hungry than I was before.
"Fine."
Andrew grinned. "Great!" He yelled across the room to the sandwich guy
"Hey Louie." The guy looked over and Andrew gave him a thumbs up with
both hands." The guy grinned savagely, and then looked straight at me.
I turned red. I should have known it would get worse (since it always
does). Louie looked over across the cafeteria to a big latin guy who was
frying hamburger patties on a flat range, his sleeves rolled up to reveal
hulking arms and weaving, intricate tattoos. His face was pock-marked
and rough, and he was, like Louie, completely bald.
Louie yelled across the cafeteria "Hey Martino." His voiced boomed
across the cafeteria and a few students looked up. "She's all good."
Suddenly, both Louie and Martino were looking at me grinning. I turned
beat red as a few students started to snicker."
"Oh my god." My head was buried in my hands but I could see Andrew's
belly heaving up and down with laughter. "What have you gotten me into?"
"Let's go bitch," Andrew said, still laughing. He grabbed me by the arm,
and led me out of the room. People stared as we left. When we passed
the sandwich station, Louie smiled and said, "See you at 6 baby." I
heard more students laughing as I left the cafeteria.
As we walked out I said to Andrew, "So I'm not just fucking Louie. Now
I'm fucking Louie and Martino, all so you can get some weed?"
Andrew responded sternly, no longer laughing. He gripped my arm hard as
he spoke to me, "I didn't tell Louie and Martino they could fuck you if
they gave me some weed." I looked at him confused. "I told them they
could have you from the hours of six to eight." He let go of my arm and
then started smirking again. "Tell you what, you don't have to fuck
them. Just go hang out with them and when they try to fuck you, just say
no. I'd like to see you fucking try you slut. They're going to take out
their cocks and you're going to do what you always do, start watering at
the mouth and babbling incoherently until they plug you so full of dick
you can't see straight." I knew what he was saying was true. "Look at
you, you're getting hard with me just telling you about it." I tried my
best to hide my growing hard on. "The fact is, you're a whore and this
is what you want. No. This is what you need. The weed is just a
bonus." The path split and we started walking, away from our dorm.
"Where are we going now?" I asked quietly, acknowledging he was right and
that I wasn't going to fight him about it anymore.
"I'm going to Butch's to play video games. You're going home to do
laundry."
"Laundry?"
"You know it bitch. Do you know how messy you got my sheets last night?
That Sheriff had you muddier than a pig in a rainstorm. Not to mention
your pussy was leaking cum all night. You might want to fuck fifteen
guys in one night but I'll be damned if I'm gonna sleep in their cum."
He held my chin firmly in his hand, turning my face up to him. "Not all
of us are as comfortable you are living in a thin layer of seamen." He
laughed as he let me go and lumbered away. I heard him yell over his
shoulder, "Don't forget to do my dirty clothes too. And clean your damn
panties for once." Defeated, I headed home to do laundry.
As the day ticked by, I nervously awaited the hour at which I'd have to
walk back down to the cafeteria. I finished up the laundry and it was
five fifteen when I started wondering what to wear. I may not have
wanted to do this in the beginning, but there was no point half-assing
it. I got into the shower, and rinsed out my asshole thoroughly before
walking back into the room. Andrew had gotten home by then, and was
hanging out with Butch. Butch asked, "Have fun at the party the other
night." Then he looked at me with that same look he had given me a few
days ago, a curious sort of pitying look like How can you do this to
yourself. I didn't want to deal with it. I had to get my head in the
zone.
Andrew stood up and handed me a new pair of panties, made of black lace.
"I bought you these, I want you to wear them tonight." I blushed,
genuinely flattered. I pulled them up. They fit perfectly over my round
ass. "What do you say?"
"Thanks papi."
"No problem," He grinned and handed me a bra. Now put this on.
"What? Come on Papi. Please, I would wear it for you. I would, but for
Louie?"
"Listen, I trust you I do. But your hesitance earlier has me worried
your going to pussy out. You need this. And I need the weed. If you
wear the bra, it will let them know that your serious." Resigned to do
what he said, I pulled it on. He fastened the clip and started laughing,
"That and Louie's gonna shit a brick laughing when he see's it. Jesus
look at you. Every day you become more and more of a faggot." I pulled
jeans and a t-shirt on before heading to the door. Despite my vocal
objections, I didn't want to be late. "Hold up bitch."
Andrew walked over to me with a backpack. "Take this."
I opened it up only to see the video camera and the tripod. "You want me
to tape myself?!"
"Silly little slut. No." He reached into the backpack and pulled out a
piece of notebook paper. "I wrote you a note. All you have to do is be
a good little bitch and give it to them. Are you going to do as you're
told?" I nodded, threw the backpack over my shoulder, and stepped out
the door. I walked across campus nervously, stopping once I was out of
sight of the dorms under a street lamp to read the note in my backpack.
I couldn't believe what I was reading.
It read:
Louie,
As agreed, you can have my bitch for the night. Have her back to me by
eight AM tomorrow morning, along with the package we discussed. Feel
free to do whatever you want with her. She doesn't really know the
meaning of the word inhibitions. She can be a stubborn cunt at first,
but once you loosen her up she'll be screaming for cock like her life
depends on her next mouthful of cum. Do what you want with her. Feel
free to get creative. As long as she come's back in one piece, I don't
give a fuck what you do.
Andrew.
His words were so cold. He clearly didn't give a shit about me. But
part of me knew that he did. I could hear the sound of his voice "This
is what you need." Resolved, I decided for better or worse, I was going
to trust Andrew. I stuffed the note into my pocket and walked towards
the cafeteria. When I got there, it was 5:57. I stood nervously,
waiting to spot either Louie or Martino. At 6:05, I started to get
nervous I had missed them. I told myself this bothered me because I
didn't want to let Andrew down, but my twitching asshole was the real
reason. I cautiously entered the cafeteria. I couldn't see either of
them at their post. Then I looked over and saw them both sitting down,
finishing a meal.
"Hey bitch." I gritted my teeth as I heard the greeting which, though
now common for me, was still painful to bear in public. Still I moved
forward toward the table and sat in the seat Louie was patting next to
him. Louie immediately put his arm around me and said "How you doing
girl? Lovely night isn't it?" I nodded. Martino was laughing, looking
at me squirm beneath Louie's arm. "Andrew said you have something for
me."
Fuck it I thought. I reached into my pocket and handed Louie the note.
He read it seriously, before breaking into a wide toothy grin and
laughing. He handed the note to Martino, who also started laughing when
he read it. Martino looked at me and leaned in his pockmarkd face close
to mine. I could feel the eyes of other students looking at me,
wondering why I was sitting with two of the cafeteria workers, one of
them with his arm around me, the other leaned in close like he was about
to kiss me. Martino spoke "Do you know what this says bitch?" I gulped,
then slowly nodded. "Good. We're going to get along just fine." He
tousled my hair roughly, my head jerking around under his hand. Then he
slid his fork across his plate and ate everything that was left in one
bite. "Let's get the fuck out of here Louie. We've only got fourteen
hours."
Louie was still smiling, looking right into my eyes. "Right behind you
Tino." As we walked out, Louie's hand inched down the back of my pants.
I blushed, knowing that some, if not most of the students behind me were
probably watching. We turned to the door and stepped out. We walked the
five minute walk to the parking lot and jumped into an old Toyota Camry.
Tino climbed into the passenger seat and Louie threw me into the back
before jumping into the driver side and shifting the car into gear. I
lay in the back seat, confused. For some reason I thought I'd be sucking
cock by now. I sat up, flustered and tried to keep my eyes on the road.
We drove for about twenty five minutes, until we were in the neighboring
town. We pulled up to an old apartment building covered in graffiti and
parked on the street out front. We walked inside and headed up the
stairs. On the sixth floor, Louie led me down the hall. Somewhere on
the floor, a loud stereo was playing, bumping bass across the floor
boards. I wasn't surprised when Louie stopped in front of the door which
clearly housed the stereo making all the racket. I could hear voices
inside. I was afraid, but my asshole was twitching in anticipation.
Louie roughly jerked my shirt off me and Tino tugged down my pants.
Louie tossed my shirt to Tino as he laughed quietly, fingering my bra.
"Look at this bitch," he whispered. He could barely contain himself. It
would seem Andrew was right about him thinking it was funny.
"You won't be needing these." Tino walked over to the trash chute on the
wall and dropped my clothes down. There goes another outfit. My
wardrobe was slowly disappearing as it seemed that I lost my clothes
permanently every time I resigned to being turned out like a whore for
the night. I was almost too horny to care.
Louie was still cracking up about my bra when he looked at me and said
"Go on bitch, go introduce yourself."
"Aren't you coming?" I asked nervously.
Louie grinned and slowly started stroking my ass. "Baby, you just look
so pretty I figured you could introduce yourself. Believe me, they'll be
happy when they find out why you're here. Which will be abundantly
evident once they see this." He snapped my braw against me. I knew now
that the people inside had no idea I was coming. I summoned up my
courage and turned the handle. Walking into a strange apartment in a bra
and panties to meet complete strangers who had no idea I was coming.