Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 14:17:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: G; 'Southern Hospitality Part 20' {Rodney Jake} (M MM 1st anal ws bear coll fat hair BM ) [18! ]

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When I woke up I noticed I had my head buried in Ricky's neck and our
pelvises sort of rocking back and forth into each other.  We were still
crudely taped together, stuck together in the same pair of underwear.  I
immediately stopped grinding against him when I awoke.  We all reeked.  We
were laying in a wet puddle which I realized was a mixture of cum and
Ricky's urine.

As I tried to squint the sleep from my eyes (I couldn't use my hands since
Ricky and me were taped together at the wrists) and heard talking.  "Go
ahead, I really recommend the white cunts pussy though.  I tried it last
night, so tight."  I could hear Sam talking but couldn't tell who he was
talking to.  Being taped to Rickie prevented me from peering around.
Finally, I felt a thick hairy belly against my back and someone's warm
smelly breath on my neck.  A thick tube cock was stuffed into my pussy.  I
was embarrassed when I farted loudly.  Within a couple minutes I was
moaning and Ricky was awake below me.  Sam then also climbed over me and
positioned himself with his cock in ricky.  Now ricky and I were being
pounded together by sam and some mystery man behind me.

I was already babbling like I had earlier, "oh yeah, please fuck me.  Don't
stop."  Ricky was kissing my neck whimpering as Sam's thick dick pumped in
and out of him.  Sam then roughly pulled us up.  As each man humped us, we
were pulled violently back and forth, the tape pulling uncomfortably
against my skin.  I felt semen squirting up into my pussy after a few
minutes and could tell Sam was nowhere near finished.  He tugged out of
Ricky's asshole and tucked his dick back in his pants.

"We can finish with that later."  Suddenly I heard the man behind me
whispering in spanish to Sam.  Sam looked at me and responded "yeah, it'll
be good for her."  He started laughing "just keep the camera rolling."

Ricky and me were roughly jerked off of the bed and positioned once again
so that we were on our knees facing each other.  The man finally stepped
into my view.  I realized that he was a thick balding latino man with a
large belly.  His fat dick, still a little wet with cum and pussy juice,
hung low over his hairy frame.  He smiled and I could tell he was missing
some teeth.  "Puta, aqui," He roughly bent my head back as he practically
sat on my face, shoving his cock into Ricky's mouth.  Once again I was
licking a dirty crack.  I heard gulping and could tell Ricky was drinking
piss.  I heard a loud fart, and used to it, just continued to lick his
crack.  My tongue darted in and out but I stopped when I sensed something
horrible coming.  I panicked, but Ricky, ever faithful, held us in place as
he drank the man's piss.  I felt shit start to cover my mouth.  A bit got
in, but for the most part I kept my lips closed.  This was it's own torture
however as my face started to be covered in the man's shit.  Fortunately (I
can't believe I'm saying that) only a small amount came out before a loud
airy fart was exerted and the man stood up to put on his clothes.  He
stepped out of the cab and I was practically writhing in place trying to
get loose.

I heard sam laughing behind me as he cut the duck tape loose at our waists
wrists and thighs.  We still had to struggle to detach ourselves at the
chest but as soon as we did I dove for a nearby rag and began cleaning my
face rigorously. It was foul, I almost wanted to puke.  I found the bottle
of whiskey and splashed some on my face wiping more with the rag.  I sat
back against the bed panting, once again wanting to cry.  Ricky seemed calm
as he pulled the tape off of him.  He climbed up into the front seat next
to Sam who now had us moving at a brisk pace down the highway.  I walked
over to the camera and turned it off, knowing taking the film was no use as
I had no clothes and Sam was ultimately in control no matter what.  Sam was
sitting in only his wife beater, his thick cock lazily rolling on the
leather seat in front of him as he scratched his hairy belly.  He looked
over at my red flustered face.  "Oh I'm sorry did you not like that?  You
need to understand that i'm your daddy and you do what I tell you to.  Your
hesitancy last night earned you a lot of grief.  Maybe you'll think twice
about doing that in the future."

No matter what he said, all i could think of was that my parents, my
friends, they would soon be watching all of this.  "Now," Sam continued
"I've got a nice idea.  We're going to get an early start on our weekend so
we're headed to a barbecue.  Ricky I'm going to want you to get Suzy all
set up for make up.  First thing's first, give her a pair of heels.  Rick
clambered naked into the backseat and handed forward a ridiculous pair of
high heeled shoes.  Knowing not to ask questions I pulled them on,
fastening the straps.  Sam motioned to his lap which now had a hard cock
rising from it "Climb on up here girl.  Slide your pussy over this and by
the time I'm done fucking you Ricky will have you already."  I climbed over
and wrapped my legs around him, facing the back seat, and he watched the
road over my shoulder.  My pussy was stretched wide over his dick as we
drove on.  My face was over his right shoulder where Rickie applied make
up.  I never would have wanted to wear make up but, with Daddy's big
stretching the walls of my pussy, I didn't really mind the idea.

At one point I was embarrassed to find myself bickering with Rickie over
the shade of lipstick. "Come on.  I'm going to look horrible with bright
red.  Something more classy."

Daddy's cock was still pumping in and out of my pussy when Rickie said,
"Ok, she looks great."  He kissed me on the lips, and I kissed back as
daddy nutted in my pussy.  I was moaning bucking up and down against him as
I kissed Rickie, my heels bouncing as my ass did.  I hadn't even noticed
but we had pulled up in some farm lands and there was a long row of trucks.

Rickie handed me a bra and panties which I pulled over myself, thinking
they weren't as nice as the ones Andrew had given me.  Together we all
climbed out.  We walked down the row of trucks, Rickie wearing a bra and
panties and me walking in a bra and panties with Sam who was now fully
clothed (in jeans and a wife beater and a cowboy hat, with his faithful
confederacy belt buckle).  I kept nearly falling as my heels stabbed
awkwardly into the dirt beneath my feet.  I had no idea how Rickie was
balancing.  By the sight of the three of us alone, it was going to be an
interesting night.

We began to near a house that was sizable, though trashy.  It looked like
there were twenty men or so in the back yard and more inside from the sound
of things.  I couldn't help but notice that while most of the men were
large trucker types, big hairy men chewing tobacco and large bellys, there
were a number of smaller men in the mix in various states of undress.
Some, like Rickie and I, were in women's underwear, others were completely
naked.  I even saw a few with collars on.

As we stepped up to the house, Sam immediately began interacting with
people.  He was jeering around with different truckers he clearly knew
well.  A big black trucker swept in and picked up Rickie and carried him
off, apparently having known him from the past.  I stood akwardly, unsure
of what to do as Sam talked to his friends.  I shifted nervously looking
around at all of the big hairy bear men around me.  I started to feel my
cock getting hard under my panties.  I was blushing.

I was actually pleased to hear someone say "Hey, I know her.  That's
alabama kyle.  Sam where'd you get her?"  A few men began to crowd around
and sam stepped up, placing his hand on my ass.  His middle finger plugged
my pussy as he talked.

"Long story.  Let me see if I've got this right.  Her roommate's dad's
friend owed me some poker money and in the end I got her for two weeks."  I
blushed thinking how absurd it sounded.  "Let's be honest.  She just needs
as much cock as she can get and I'm the only one who can give it to her."
He tugged his finger out of my pussy and shoved it into my mouth.  I licked
it clean, tasting ass sweat and the semen deposited by the latino man
earlier that morning.  The men jeered as sam led me into the house.

As we walked up the stairs we went into the kitchen where Rickie was being
roughly fucked by the large black man who seemed to be jerking his tiny
body over his massive pole.  Ricky was moaning loudly "Yeah, yeah yeah
yeah.  He was practically crying but I knew he was enjoying it.  The man
was on his back on the kitchen table and ricky was on his back on top of
the man.  I looked on at Ricky's tiny penis which led down to a nutsack
which barely stood out from his body.  A long line formed down to his pussy
which literally made it look like a vagina.  His skin was shiny as the wet
pole slid in and out.  My cock hardened watching Ricky's pussy get punished
by the big black man.

I was getting thoroughly excited.  The smell of sex was in the air.  There
were few women around and everyone was drinking heavily.  I knew a lot of
men would soon want to fuck.  I began to get very flirty with Sam.  Playing
with his package.  He led me over to the couch where I sat between Sam and
a heavy trucker with a firm belly.  Within a minute or two I was splayed
out across three truckers, each of them playing with me.  One man was
standing over us with a camera filming as I moaned loudly.  I was nursing
on some random guy's cock as I heard Sam say, "Here drink this."  He handed
me a glass of whiskey.  I drank it down in one gulp.  "Careful bitch, you
might regret that."  It tasted strange but I didn't care, I was getting so
horny with all these men.  Then Sam did something weird.  He leaned into my
face and said "Do you trust daddy?"

I was feeling strangely woozy.  I remember feeling two of his fingers creep
into my pussy and I simply nodded, falling asleep saying "I love you."  The
laughter of the men seemed distant and I was unconscious.

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When I woke up I was laying in a bed and the sun was shining in the
window. And I could feel a mouth on my cock.  I looked down to see Ricky
sucking me off and Daddy at the foot of the bed.  "Get the fuck out of here
Ricky.  Go fuck Reggie or something.  Me and Suzy gotta talk."

Rickie slinked off but before leaving turned to me and said, "You look
really nice," then scrammed down the hallway.  I was weirded out but hadn't
really come to expect much normalcy out of Rickie.  I felt strangely sore.
This wouldn't be the first time I had woken up to remember I had been
fucked but to be honest i didnt.  Not to mention, I didn't remember much
beyond falling asleep on the couch.  Still my pussy lips felt weird.

"Nobody fucked you if that's what you're wondering.  You've been asleep for
almost a full day now.  I told you to be careful with that whiskey."  I
reached under the covers, realizing it was also lmy lower back and stomach
that were sore.  It almost felt like I had a sunburn.  I scratched at my
skin as I tried to reach forward to get to daddy's cock.  He simply tugged
away.  "There will be plenty of time for that later.  First you need to
shower."  I stood up out of bed, listening to the ruckus of men, my pussy
realizing it hadn't been fucked yet.

I walked over to Daddy and started playing with his crotch but he shoved me
off roughly, "Get in the fucking shower like I said bitch."  He was
laughing at me.  I walked into the bathroom and drew the water jumping in.
I wiped the sleep out of my eyes (I had been out for almost a full day so I
was definitely a little groggy).  As I washed lazily, the water began to
get warmer and my stomach and back really started to hurt.  I looked down
and realized that the men had drawn on me while I was asleep.  Not that it
was the first time (once I had Andrew's Slut plastered on my forehead for
almost three full days in permanent marker).  Still this was worse.  I
thought of going on a camera with this...

On my lower stomach in large bold caps leaders it read: "TOTAL COCK WHORE."
I was rubbing soap over it, hoping my skin wasn't having some strange
reaction with the marker, arching my back trying to read what was on the
back.  I could hardly read it so I jumped out and looked in the mirror.  It
took a second to put the writing on my back and ass together.  On my lower
back it read "PUSSY: INSERT COCK HERE" above a bold arrow which pointed to
my asshole.  Honestly, my first thought was that this wouldn't be bad for
the party.  At least it would make things clear, if Sam already
hadn't... haha.  I jumped back into the shower and kept soaping off.
Something about my skin felt strange though, it was all read around the
writing.

I climbed out of the shower to see a group of ten or so men standing around
the room crowded around a TV. Sam turned around "So what did you think of
our work."  Ricky had a camera in my face.

I just laughed "It's real nice.  I love it.  Thank you daddy."

Sam opened a wide smile.  "Glad to hear!  I wasn't sure how you would
react."  I already had a black man playing with my naked ass, loving the
feeling of his thick fingers as I ground against him, barely hearing what
Sam said.  Different men started to play with my nipples.  I was in sexual
exctacy, Ricky still filming, when I saw the TV.  IT WAS ME!

I was passed out, probably at somepoint last night and everyone had me
splayed out on the kitchen table.  What I saw next literally made me run to
the bathroom crying.  I was watching as a thick bald man wrote on my skin,
but instead of using a permanent marker as Andrew had, he was using a
fucking TATTOO GUN.

Sam stood outside "Baby, come on!  Baby it looks great."

"How could you!  Do you think this is a fucking game?!  This is my life."
I was weeping and could only hear the men laughing louder.

"Come out to your daddy."  I heard him whisper and there was more laughter.
I listened in the backround to the buzzing in the video.  I was looking at
my skin.  Now I really was a cock whore.  Tears ran freely down my face.
For some strange reason, all I could think of was that Ricky didn't have a
single tattoo, he was totally clean.  Now I was a billboard for
advertisements to get dicked.  Was I really a bigger slut than Ricky?  Sam
was now banging on the door loudly.

I thought of my parents and friends, who would inevitably see this unfold
on AlabamaKyle, and what they would think.  Who was I kidding.  The truth
was I was a silly cock whore, who had made one too many steps into a world
most would never go into.  The fact is, i had only gotten tattood because I
was off galavanting around naked at a barbecue of strange truckers who
didn't give a shit about me except for my pussy.  I still hadn't turned on
my phone, fearing what I might see.

Wondering why my asshole was sore, I bent over in front of the mirror
realizing I had missed a tattoo earlier.  I realized two cartoonish lips
(big red ones) had been tattooed around my asshole.  In addition, a soft
line traced from my nutsack to my pussy opening made it look like a vagina.
Tears were flowing down my face.  Now I would be a joke to anyone who
fucked me.  I remembered Jim, from only two nights ago, who genuinely
seemed to care about me.  Would he really want to fuck someone who's front
reads "TOTAL COCK WHORE" and whose back reads "PUSSY: INSERT COCK HERE"
with an arrow?  Would he really want to shove his dick into these stupid
lips?

Sam broke down the door and, stepped in.  He ran his hands over me as I
stood crying.  "Nice and smooth.  You won't need to worry about body hair
anymore."

I looked at him bewildered.  "I had it lasered off, permanently."  I
sobbed.  Figuring things couldn't get any worse, I let him pull me out into
the room full of men the video of my asshole being tattooed in the
background.  "We have a lot of festivities ahead of us today bitch and I'm
not going to let you pout and ruin everything."  He led me out into the
bedroom and we walked downstairs into the living room.  I had grown used to
the feeling of my hairless legs as I had always shaved, but it felt strange
somehow, knowing that it would never come back now.  I looked down at my
privates, now completely bald (and surrounded in tattoos).  Most of the men
had begun drinking already a few were already drunk.  Numerous men around
the room seemed to have their own pussies with them.  As pissed as I was, I
felt strangely proud that Sam was the only one with two.  I sat on one of
his knees, as did Ricky, my legs crossed like a lady.