I woke up the next day lying in bed alone. From the giant imprint in the bed next to me, I knew someone had just left. It must have been Andrew because I saw his duffel bag lying open on the floor. I stood up, my asshole throbbing from last night's abuse.
Rick, Andrew, and his Dad had spent the rest of the night fucking me in just about every position imaginable. My lust for cock started to become insatiable. At some points in the night, I was babbling incomprehensibly about trying to get a cock in one hole or another. Usually two would fuck me at a time, while the third filmed. But sometimes, they let the camera roll on the tripod and all of them got into it. Usually this meant me having one dick crammed in my mouth, one in my pussy and one in my hand. At one point, Andrew and Rick had both their cocks in my mouth, though they were unable to fit them both into my throat so instead settled to simply piss together as I struggled not to choke. Most people would never be able to believe someone would do this voluntarily, but, crazed with the desire to get as much dick as possible, the video evidence indicated otherwise as I moaned for either Rick, Daddy, or Papi to fuck me like a whore.
I again felt embarrassed. Remembering I had no clothes, I considered putting something of Andrew's on, then laughed thinking of what he had that would fit me. Then, almost not even thinking, I remembered Andrew said he had packed what I needed. I reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of white lace panties. They were very girly and came up and around the ass cheek, meaning most of my tail would be hanging out. Oh well. I liked them more than the others in the bag so I pulled them on and walked into the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror. Once again, my lips were swollen and red. I realized that the marker had begun to fade on my forehead. The "Andrew" in Andrew's slut had begun to fade. I heard voices talking in the kitchen, and slowly walked over to hear what they were saying.
"Listen Andrew, I know you think you have this bitch tied around your finger but you don't. School hasn't even started yet. She could leave tomorrow and decide to go back up north. You have to seal the deal."
I was confused about what they were talking about. Why would Andrew be worried I was leaving? Rick added, "Listen Andrew, I've seen some cockhungry bitches in my day, but I've never seen anything like that. You remember. We've got the video to prove it."
Andrew's dad continued "I mean, if you can get her to give up completely, then she's all yours. I know you think you're there but you're not. I can see it in the bitches eyes. You have to know she'll really do whatever you want." I was tired of being talked about when I wasn't there.
"Hey guys, good morning." I walked in. Andrew looked up at me scowling.
"Come on bitch we're leaving." With that he walked with me out the front door and we jumped in his pickup. Part of me regretted not getting to say "goodbye" to Andrew's dad and Rick. I said as much and Andrew responded "Don't worry you dumb whore, you're coming back tonight. We're just going out on a quick errand."
We drove for about twenty minutes and Andrew didn't say anything. I just sat there, uncomfortable, trying to cover my package in the white lace panties. He looked over at me and just shook his head, "jesus bitch." Finally we pulled up to a rest stop just on the side of the highway we came into town on. I could see a row of 8 pick-up trucks parked, I guess some guys who hadn't gotten an early morning start. I looked around.
"Is this your errand?"
Andrew just looked at me and said, "Honestly bitch, even I felt bad doing this one to you. But it's for the best. Believe me."
"What do you mean?" I got nervous. I shifted over to him and started rubbing his cock through his sweatpants. He shoved me off.
"Cut it out bitch." He looked at me long and hard, then started laughing. "Get out." I immediately felt a chill. "Get out of the fucking car." He leaned over, jerked open the door and shoved me out. I stood there, uncomfortable in my panties as he looked at me.
"You're just going to leave me here alone?" I was about to shit myself.
"No," he responded, to my relief. "I'm going to leave you here with a group of horny truckers and will pick you up in a few hours. Have a good time bitch." He drove off, leaving me standing there. I turned around, wondering what to do. My first reaction was to run into the bathroom and into one of the stalls. To my dismay, as I entered the bathroom, I heard a whistle coming from the door of a truck cab that had just swung open. I wasn't alone.
I sat on the toilet panicking, unsure of what to do. I knew that at this very moment some anonymous trucker was on the approach to figure out what I was doing running around in women's underwear. After seeing my forehead he was bound to put his dick in my mouth, if not more. I looked around the dirty stall and thought of being fucked in here. I wondered how many guys came through here. How many guys I'd have to service before Andrew came back. As my mind raced in fear, my cock rose up. I tried to fight it but couldn't. Once again, my cock was about to get me into trouble. Suddenly I heard the door open and someone stepped in. I lifted my legs so that he couldn't see them under the stall door. This was pointless, as a second later he kicked the door open violently.
I looked at a 240 lb latino man, completely bald and very hairy, stared down at me. He looked at my cock, and without even asking, heaved out a fat 7 inch uncut cock and crammed it into my throat. I could taste something musky under the flap of skin that hung over his dick. He was mumbling in spanish "Si puta." "He pumped harder and harder until he started to spew cum all over my face." Then, without another word, walked out of the bathroom. I walked up to the mirror thinking Could have been worse. I was about to wipe the cum off, when two men walked in behind me. One was a heavy set white trucker with red hair and a john deer hat, while the other was an older black man, with thick arms and a thick belly hanging down. They both looked at me and started laughing "Damn Rico was right. Look at this slut." The black man then said "Before or after?"
The red head stepped up and said, "Before" and started pissing on me as I stood there embarrassed. I slowly neared and the black man also started his own stream. The two pissed all over me as I sat and took it. Then, without even asking, the redhead picked me up, through me over his shoulder, and began to carry me out to his truck. We passed a number of truckers who were hooting and hollering. The ginger just yelled "After we're done assholes." He still had me over his shoulder when he climbed up into a red cab and through me inside.
The cab was dark, and smelled like sweat. There were empty beer bottles strewn around the floor and a small twin-sized bed with a white sheet crumpled up at the bottom. The black man leaned forward and spread the sheet across the bed then pointed at it "Up."
I climbed up to it and the red head positioned my back to the wall before he roughly jerked the panties off of me and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He wasted no time sinking his fat 5 inch cock into my hole. It was short but wide. He humped me hard for about ten minutes before tugging out and pulling my face over his dick. His semen started pumping into my mouth as I could already feel the black man's fingers digging around in my hole. I drank the red head's semen down until he jerked his cock back out and sat, now his back against the wall. He flipped me over and shoved his soft cock back in my mouth. "Here suck on that." Meanwhile the black man had his fat 9 inch cock lined up with my pussy.
I gasped around the ginger's cock as the fat black dick sunk into my asshole. I immediately began rocking back and forth on the man's cock as he pumped in and out of me. The red head was hard again as my mouth swallowed his cock whole. He lasted much longer, as did the red head on his second go around. After about thirty minutes they both began pumping me full of semen, this time from both ends. Strangely, as my ass and mouth were pumped full with cum, I remembered how I had pushed the cum out of my pussy into the toilet last night after Rick fucked me, worried I might get an STD of some kind. I almost laughed as the familiar squelching sounds of dicks slamming into cum filled holes filled the cabin. Then, I was very suddenly jerked from the bed by the red head who said "We've got to hit the road bitch. Thanks for the ass." He then picked me back up, opened the door, and handed me naked to the group of waiting truckers outside "She's all yours boys."
There must have been five or six of them. Their hands ran all over me as I was handed out of the cab. Then the black man leaned out the window, "Don't let her forget these." He tossed my panties to me which I, embarrassingly, caught as they were my only clothes. The men walked me over to the picnic table which sat right outside of the bathrooms.
As they laid me down on the table, one of the guys said "hold on a sec," and ran back to his truck. He returned a minute later with a camera. Once again, I was about to get filmed, this time being fucked by six truckers at a rest stop. I felt the familiar feeling of a cock being shoved into my ass and opened up my mouth, knowing someone was going to put a cock there anyways. My hands fumbled with the pants of two guys next to me as I pulled out their cocks and started rubbing.
"Shit look at this bitch go." For the next two hours, the men fucked me hard, filming from every possible angle. I don't even know how many guys fucked me. There were the original six, but I know two guys came up as it was going on. I was in a craze for cock. I couldn't get enough. By the time they were done, I was dripping in semen, trembling on the now sticky picnic table. I couldn't have been happier when I saw Andrew's pickup truck pull up. He stepped out and the guys looked at him. "Who are you?"
Andrew responded by pointing to my forehead, "I'm Andrew." The truckers, having read the "Andrew's Slut" monicker tagged across my forehead laughed.
"Well thanks for sharing Andrew. She's a talented girl." Andrew nodded.
"Believe me I know. Glad you enjoyed yourselves." As I jumped into the truck holding my panties pathetically at my side, my entire body dripping in trucker cum, I heard one of the truckers yell "Hey bitch, make sure to check X Tube for this shit. I'm gonna go load it up now. I'll call it 'Truckers Pound a Pussy'" He laughed loudly as my stomach turned. Now I really did it. There was going to be video of me on the internet getting gang banged by a group of truckers. Knowing there was no use in trying to stop them, all I could think of was that I wanted to watch it.
Andrew revved the car back up and drove toward the cabin. He looked at me "Damn Kyle. I can't believe how far you'll go. Sounds like you made a lot of people very happy." He laughed loudly. "But listen Kyle, I want to be straight with you for a second." I looked over at him. "I know you've had a lot of mixed feelings about what's going on lately but I want you to know I'm looking out for your best interest."
I couldn't take it anymore, "my best interest? I just got gang-raped by a group of truckers, on camera, and now it's going to be posted on the fucking internet. I spent last night getting ass fucked by you, your dad, and his trailer trash friend, and spent the night before sucking you and your friends off while you played poker. How are you looking out for my best interest."
"Are you saying you didn't want to do those things? Come on, admit it, you're a little faggot who wants to suck cock. There's nothing wrong with that." I looked at him angrily. What he said next surprised me. "Kyle, listen. I know you're embarrassed. I know you think you're doing something wrong, but last time I checked, it says 'Andrew's Slut' on your head. Do you think I'm ashamed? Anyone whose seen you suck dick can testify that you fucking love this shit. To be honest, what actually pisses me off most about you is how fucking repressed you are. You northerners think we're all such close-minded fucks but look at yourself. You're living in shame just for getting what you want. Who care's if what you want is cocks up your ass, semen in your stomach, and piss on your face. It might sound cliche but, whatever makes you happy."
I sat in silence for the next five minutes as we drove. The worst part about it was that, in some twisted, fucked up, perverted way, he was right. I did want this. In a weird way, Andrew kind of inspired me. "You're right."
I looked at him. "Now that's a good slut. Now put papi's dick in your mouth."
We pulled into the driveway at the cabin and walked inside. Andrew's dad looked up excitedly, "Hey Andrew thanks for the text. Looks like the bitch's new friends followed through. The video's already up." I fought my natural urge for shame and looked at the frozen image on the TV of me about to take my first cock from the truckers.
For the next two hours, we played the video. I spent most of the time laying across Daddy and Rick's laps as daddy casually fed his thumb in and out of my asshole and Rick humped his cock in and out of my mouth. For the rest of the night, Andrew never took out the camera. Not that it stopped any of them from fucking me inside out. After about three hours of sex, I almost had to crawl to the bathroom where I soaked myself down in cold water. I did my best to clean my now expansive asshole. Andrew came in, put his dick in my mouth, and pissed. I drank obediently. He tugged it out and walked out. "See you in bed." I brushed my teeth, then walked over to his room. I nervously stood there naked. He lifted up the sheet and I climbed in, not sure what we were doing. He draped his arm over me, then one of his legs. I could feel his hard dick poking at my asshole. With one push, he shoved it in. I could feel his hairy belly against my back. I waited to feel him thrusting in and out but only heard snores. With his hard dick stretching me wide open, I felt comfortable. And tired. I dozed off.