Trailer Park Porn Star

July 1, 2016

“Action.”  We all sat in silence.  I knew what I was supposed to do.  I couldn’t believe where I was.  This morning, I had woken up a virile young straight male who was almost going blind he was so crazed for pussy.  Now I was the pussy, being lowered onto a massive cock, still wearing a miniskirt which was now pushed up against my waist, exposing my naked cock and legs below, and most importantly my ass.

What the hell, my face streaked with tears I looked at the camera and read the cue card “My name is Roy and I’m a pussy bitch who needs to be taught how to please a man.”  I turned bright red as I said it.  I didn’t want to say the next part.  I swallowed and said it, “Make me cry daddy.  Turn me into the cockslut I am.”  I had sealed my fate, feeling as the man below me softly lowered me down over his big fat dick, dripping in precum.

Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2012 01:39:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: ‘Trailer Park Porn Star’ (authoritarian / college / interracial)

As I drove down the dirt road, a thick forrest on my left and farmland as
far as the eye could see, it occurred to me for the first time this might
be a bad idea. Let me explain. I am a young virile male, aged 20,
weighing in at a healthy 185 lbs, 5’11 inches tall, and well muscled to
boot, if I say so myself. It’s not really bragging to say I’m good looking
because I can’t even count the number of women I’ve fucked by now. I guess
you could say I started young (the first girl I fucked was a slutty 15 year
old girl in my middle school when I was only 13). Still, once I got my
first taste of pussy, I couldn’t get enough.

My mind was almost always on sex. Every weekend, I was out trolling for
pussy, whether I was at a party or not. My friends would get annoyed
sometimes with me, commenting that I couldn’t even go to a movie with the
guys without trying to score pussy. Still, I was young and my sex-drive
was in overdrive at all times, not to mention I was often successful. Once
I got a girl, she often came back. While my 6 inch cock wasn’t huge
compared to my counterparts, I knew how to use it and never left a girl
unsatisfied.

When I wasn’t landing pussy, I was often watching porn (young man, what can
I say). I loved watching hot chicks get pounded out, often taking down
pointers for the next time I had a girl in a compromising position. It’s
funny because I actually had sex before I started watching porn. I guess
in high school it was kind of hard since my family only had one computer
between all of us. When I got to college I really started getting into it,
since I had my own computer and some more privacy.

Once I moved off campus into a house of my own, I had my own bedroom which
meant I could watch as much porn I wanted and bring girls back all the
time. I was in a young horn dog’s heaven. I was getting a different girl
every weekend and watching porn all week, happily spewing my load regularly
the way a man should.

In surfing the internet porn world, I eventually found a group on a popular
internet porn site which was making videos not far from where I went to
school. The videos were of pretty good quality and always showed big hairy
men, often chubby, fucking young pussy with massive cocks. I don’t know
why, but something about knowing how close they were made me really horny.
Over a few weeks, it became one of my favorite sites to jerk off to. It
helped that they were loading new videos almost daily.

Christmas break came around and all my roommates went home. My parents had
decided to take a trip for their Anniversary (which was great for me since
I hate going home for the holidays), and I decided to stay in my college
town and chill out. I had a whole month with the house to myself.

Still, after two days, I realized that my small southern college town was
empty over the winter break. I had been desperately hunting for pussy to
no avail. I had never even gotten close. I had been jerking off furiously
to online porn when I noticed that my favorite uploaders were still posting
new videos. A thought which had been formulating in my head for months now
finally occurred to me.

I clicked the message icon and sent them a message. I held my aching cock
in my hands as I typed:

Hello,

My name is Roy. I’ve been a follower of your videos for sometime now and I
was wondering if you guys ever look for models. I’ve noticed you live only
about forty minutes from me and was wondering if you’d want me to help make
a video? I know you guys probably want photos, so I’ve attached a few of
me. My cock isn’t massive but it’s decent, not to mention I’m in pretty
good shape. Please let me know if you’d be interested.

Roy.

I sent the message and jerked my dick, thinking about actually being in a
porn video. I’ve never been very shy, I’ve always walked around in the
nude around my roommates with no hesitation, probably because I liked my
body. As I came, thinking about me fucking some hot young girl for
everyone to see, I thought – I have to do this.

The next day, I actually almost forgot about sending the message, but
remembered when I saw something in my inbox. I clicked it and my heart
began beating fast as I read.

Roy,

We’re a big fan of the pictures. We’d love to work with you. Actually, we
had someone back out today and we could do this if you could be at the
studio by 5:00 pm tonight? I’ve provided a link to driving directions.
Please let us know if you’d be interested. The pay is 250 dollars. If you
do decide to come, we require all pubic hair be completely removed. We’d
love to have you at our studios.

I was ecstatic. Having woken up stiff and horny all I could think of now
was shooting the video this afternoon. I quickly jotted down the address,
not even bothering to jerk off, and sent a quick reply:

Let’s do it. I’ll see you guys at 5:00. Shaving my pubic hair is no
problem.

I had been up late and had slept in until 3:00 in the afternoon, so I had
only about an hour to shave my pubes and shower up. As I rifled around the
different bathrooms hunting for some shaving cream, I stumbled across a
product that must have belonged to one of my roommate’s girlfriends. It
said if applied it removes hair at the root. I figured, this was better
than shaving, and took the bottle into my bathroom.

I rubbed the chemical on and it felt weird but, as advertised, my hair
slipped off, leaving smooth skin behind it. I did my whole crotch area
and, impressed by the product, was a little excessive and got my thighs
too. Finally, I bent over and rubbed the cream onto my ass, wondering if
ass hair counted as pubic hair. Still, I was horny as hell and wanted to
do anything to make sure this went smoothly.

I finished up, showered, and realized the hair removal had taken longer
than I thought. I quickly got dressed and jumped in my car at 4:20.

Now, I was nearing the location the address said, but I was getting more
and more confused because there seemed to be nothing out here. I was in
the middle of nowhere. My hard cock in my pants did nothing to ease my
panic. I looked at the clock, which read 5:05. They had told me to be
there by 5:00 but I had taken a while to find this dirt road, which I
desperately hoped was leading me to my destination.

When I got to the end of the dirt road, I was in a small trailer park with
roughly 10 trailers and thought, shit, this isn’t right. I saw those
videos and they sure as shit weren’t filming in a trailer park. The room
they filmed in was nice. Marble floors, etc… The guy said he’d like to
have me to his studio. This place looked like a hell hole.

Still, my cock was rock hard. I had to know if I was in the right place.
Maybe there was a building that you drove to to shoot the pornos. I parked
my car and jumped out, walking toward the center of all the trailers,
wondering if someone would notice me. I noticed a picnic table with a young
girl sitting on it. I walked over to it.

As I got closer the first thing I thought to myself was, damn this bitch is
ugly, I hope I don’t have to fuck her. She had a square jaw and harsh
features, plus she had tiny tits. Still she had nice smooth legs sticking
out of her miniskirt, which was so short I started to think I was in the
right place. As I approached she looked at me, suddenly with panic on her
face, “Get back in your car. Get the hell out of here.” I wondered for a
second if she was crazy or something.

“I was just looking for, well…” I didn’t quite know how to explain it.
Should I say it?

Her voice was getting high pitched and shrill “Just get out of here.
Believe me you don’t want to be here.”

I turned around and noticed a man with a thick white mustache sticking his
head out of a nearby trailer. I was relieved when he shouted my name
“Roy?” I looked over to him and waved. “Wait right there. Nicole don’t
you go fucking bothering him. I know Jerry is looking for you anyways.”

He pulled his head back in and Nicole stood up walking away toward another
trailer, “You should have left.” I heard the door of the trailer behind me
open and out walked a thick heavy man who I had seen in a couple of the
videos. He was a big man with white hair, probably in his 50s or 60s that
was neatly trimmed. He had a big spherical head which seemed evenly
divided by the thick bushy mustache that stretched across his upper lip.
He was a big man, probably weighing around 270, with a good amount of fat
dispersed over a well muscled frame. I knew from watching his videos that
he was coated in tattoos and white curly hair. Not to mention, he had one
of the biggest dicks out of everyone.

He clapped a hand that was as big as a mitt on my shoulder and said to me
“Roy my boy, good to have you, follow me.” He turned around and led me to
a trailer, different from the one he came out of and different than the one
Nicole went into. When we stepped into it I immediately recognized it. The
floor was tiled with imitation marble and heavy curtains hung around the
room. “Welcome to the studio.”

I have to say, I was impressed. “You guys do a great job making this look
nice. You’d never know it was in a trailer park.” The man didn’t say
anything, I wasn’t sure if what I had said was offensive. I stammered,
“umm anyways, I didn’t get your name.”

He ignored me. Instead answering, “Sorry for Nicole, she’s a little upset
this morning.”

I remembered the girl at the picnic table, “Yeah what was with her? Is she
in videos?”

The man laughed “Nicole? Not anymore. Actually I broke the news to her
this morning, which was why she was so upset.”

“You fired her?”

For once he looked into my eyes “Well sort of. You squeamish kid?”

Squeamish? What happened? I puffed out my chest a little “No.”

“Well this might shock someone who isn’t in the industry but the story is,
Nicole’s been with us for years. She started slow but before long she was
doing gang stuff.” I nodded along. “As I’m sure you know, some of the men
here are fairly well endowed,” his eyes sort of twinkled when he said this
and he chuckled. “Anyways, Nicole’s pussy isn’t exactly what it used to
be. Pretty much ruined to tell you the truth.”

My eyes were wide, still this is what it was to work in porn I guess. My
cock was soft in my lap, and I looked down, thankful to have it. Still I
wanted to know more? “Ruined?”

“Well yeah, I mean it just hangs open at all times and doesn’t really feel
good to fuck it. It’s just taken to much of a beating over the year. Shit
kid, if you look closely half the time the bitch is wiping shit off her
legs since it just runs out of her like a broken tap.”

I was stunned, “Yeah I guess I can see why you let her go.”

“You know? I mean nobody wants to fuck that? When you do what I do you
come to know one thing, all these sluts have an expiration date on em. Till
then, I get as much work out of them that I can.” He pulled out a packet
of papers from the case he was carrying, “I mean, don’t get me wrong. We’re
still a bit of a family here. We’ll find stuff for her to do since her
pussy isn’t usable anymore. She can fluff guys before shoots. She gives a
hell of a blow job. Not to mention, Jerry says he still doesn’t mind
fucking her. Guess he’s hung a little heavier than the rest of us.

The man slid the papers in front of me and began speaking in a monotone
voice. He had clearly memorized this shpiel and recited it over and over.
I could catch only fragments “…that you understand that any and all
videos belong to us…that you are obligated to fulfill duties as promised
for as long art the contract may stipulate…” I kind of zoned out. The
trailer was hot as hell and I still couldn’t get Nicole out of my mind. I
thought about her vagina being so stretched out she couldn’t even shit
properly out of it. I hoped that the girl I fucked in my video didn’t have
some stretched out pussy. I needed to get off and hadn’t been with a girl
in over a week.

As the man spoke he pointed at lines which I signed and initialed. He
flipped the pages until he reached the final box which asked that the
length of the contract be stipulated. I was brought back to reality when I
heard him start talking money, “I mean, we get a lot of enthusiasts like
you who just want to come in here and shoot a video to show their friends
which we pay nothing for. But, if you book 5 videos with us we give you
200 dollars. If you book 10 videos you get 1000 dollars.

I thought about his offers. I hadn’t planned on getting any money for
this. I just wanted to get laid. However, was as eager for money as any
college kid. Still, 200 dollars wasn’t really that much money. 1000 on
the other hand, would support me through break and partially into the
semester. I could get laid with out it, but money always makes it easier
trying to land a chick to fuck.

I began thinking out loud “I mean, the problem is, it’s 40 minutes to get
out here. I could do 10 but even if I did video shoots back to back that’s
over eight hours of driving to shoot all the videos-”

The man interrupted me. “Actually, we totally understand. We keep a guest
trailer nearby which you could stay in. Then you could shoot as many
videos as possible without having to drive back and forth.” I thought
about this. It would be perfect. It’s not like I had anything to be back
in town for, it was Christmas break, I could do whatever I wanted. Not to
mention, this meant getting laid at least 10 times. The man continued “I
mean, you’re a young man right? How much recovery time do you really need?
I’ve seen guys that could shoot six videos a day.”

I sat up straighter, I did have a pretty insatiable sexual stamina. I
looked down at the paper. Past ten the money really looked good. I chewed
my finger nails thinking, I could easily fuck five girls in a day. If I
booked thirty, I’d be here for six days. I had a whole month off and six
days would still get me home before Christmas, not that I was spending it
with anybody to begin with. Not to mention, booking 30 videos paid a solid
10,000 dollars. I’d never be strapped for money again. I’d never have to
ask my parents for another dime. I looked up at him, thinking of
everything I could buy with 10,000 dollars, “How about 30 videos?” I
checked the box and he smiled.

“OK well that means you’re going to be staying with us a while then.” He
pointed at the line at the bottom of the paper “One more signature.”

I looked down and read “I agree to all terms and conditions as outlined in
this contract and under penalty of law promise to deliver any and all
services described herein.” I chewed on the pen, once again thinking, as I
had earlier on that dirt road, what if this isn’t a good idea? Maybe I
should just book the one video, get laid and get out of here. But 10,000
dollars was just too much to turn down. I signed the dotted line and, for
what seemed like the 50th time, wrote out today’s date.

I still remember the date. It was December 16th 2008. Everything changed
forever then. The second I lifted the pen from the paper and looked up I
sensed things were somehow different.

There was nothing nice or pleasant about his voice when he spoke “Jesus,
usually I have to talk people into this shit. I don’t think we’ve ever had
anybody walk up and book as many videos as you did.” I laughed nervously,
sensing the change in his tone and watched as he walked over to the door
and stepped outside. “Well get the fuck out here bitch.” I stood up
walking out, unsure of where we were going.

When I caught up with him, my steps syncing with his, I looked over “So
which girl am I gonna get to fuck? I’m horny as hell man.”

He looked at me, smiling, “Oh you ain’t fucking anyone.” Before I could
ask him what he meant by that he cupped his big thick hairy hands to his
face and shouted, “Group Meeting.” I watched as the doors to all of the
surrounding trailers began to peek open and men stepped out walking over to
where we were. All of the men were similar. Big husky hairy builds like
you’d expect out of country men. I recognized a few from the vidoes,
remembering how big their cocks were. I wondered what he meant about me
not fucking anybody? Maybe he planned to start with some vids of me
jerking off.

Every trailer seemed to have men in it, though some of them had a girl with
them. Finally the door to one of the trailers in the back opened and a
bunch of girls stepped out, some of them plodding through the grass in high
heels. In total there looked to be about 20 men and 6 girls. I looked
over at Nicole, who was standing with a hairy ape of a black man who had
his arm around her, and made eye contact with her. Remembering what the
man had said about her pussy I looked down and saw cum running down the
inside of her legs. She blushed and rubbed it off, clearly seeing me look
at it. I looked over at the girls who had gotten out of the trailer, who
were now standing with the group. They were much more attractive. A
couple I would be ecstatic to fuck if I was in a bar. I started to think
of their hot pussy’s. They were all staring at me. In fact, everyone was,
including the men.

Finally the man who had overseen my contract spoke “Hello everybody. This
here is our new guest. He contacted us recently and walked in and signed a
contract for 20 videos, no sales pitch whatsoever.” I smiled shyly as I
heard the men around us laughing. “Anyways, just wanted to introduce you
to the new face since, as you guys know, he’ll be around. Please,
everybody treat him like he’s been with us for years.” I nodded, wanting
to get this awkward group introduction over. “Now, take off your clothes.”
He was looking at me. I blushed. “You’ve got 20 videos to make, no reason
to be shy now. Every man here will see you naked soon enough.”

Of course he was right. I slid down my pants and then my boxers. I peeled
off my short and, before long, i was standing naked, my hands cupping my
cock which had shrunken in under the intense gaze of all these trailer park
men. My body on display, it occurred to me how damn big they all were.
All of them big and hairy, some with massive belly’s. None of them were
young fit jocks like me. I guess they were lucky to have me since I’d be
able to bring something new to the site.

The man picked up my clothes, depositing them into the case he was
carrying. Before I could object, he said to the group “Let’s welcome Roy
here to the farm.” The men cheered and clapped. Then the man with the
mustache looked at the women, “ladies?” They walked over to me and crowded
around me. The men all began to cheer as the ushered me away to the
trailer they came out of. I looked back at the jeering men smiling
broadly. This was going to be great. I felt like a young kid about to
lose his virginity. The five of them pushed me into the trailer but before
they did, I caught a glimpse of Nicole’s face, which looked concerned and
serious.

When I got into their trailer, which was a mess of women’s clothes, curling
irons, and other shit girls always have lying around, I began to fondle the
tits of an asian girl closest to me, but she roughly slapped my hand away
pointing to a bed that was empty, speaking in a high pitched voice “No time
for that now. We’ve got to get ready. You’ll be sleeping here. When
you’re sleeping that is.” I couldn’t believe my luck. I was going to
sleep in here? I should have signed up for 100 videos. The girls were
scattered about the trailer, a couple applying make up. Three of them
began to strip naked and I looked over. All of them had their backs turned
to me but they had fine asses.

I felt like a pervert sitting here watching them but I was in heaven. The
asian girl continued “You’re going to need to get showered up. Tammy, go
help.”

A naked red head who’s hair was bouncy and curly finished putting mascara
on her eye lashes, batting them in front of the mirror and then turning her
naked body toward me. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. She had a
dick. Not to mention, her tits were gone. She was a he!

I stood up, my initial reaction taking over “What the fuck.” Two of the
other naked girls turned around and I realized they both had dicks too.
“What the hell?” I stood and went to the door, tripping on a bra on the
way out, my face slamming into the floor. When I opened the door I ran
smack dab into the chest of the big mustached man who had signed me up. He
shoved me roughly back in, causing me to collapse on the floor, then he
stepped in. The sunlight was shining in the door behind so I could only
see his silhouette, along with those of the two burly men standing behind
him.

“We have a fucking problem here?” I was trembling on the floor at his
feet.

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I tried to process what I was looking at, laying there on the floor. I was
confused, the Asian girl and another girl even had tits. But they
definitely had cocks between their legs. Did that mean they were men?
“Listen up slut.” I looked up at the man who had gotten me into all this.

The first thing I said was, “I’m not fucking no fucking trannies.” I
couldn’t believe what I had been talked into. Suddenly all the contract
jargon came into sharper focus. Legally binding? Penalty of law?

I was relieved when the man responded, “Don’t worry, you won’t be.”

I started to breathe easier, unsure why I was still on the ground, or why
he had shoved me in the first place. I said meekly “I thought I’d get my
own trailer.” I felt stupid saying it. I sounded like a spoiled actress
or something. What I wanted to say is, where are the girls from the videos
I watched?

I noticed that he had two thick set black men standing behind and both
looked strong as bulls. One of them cracked a smile when I commented on
having my own trailer, “This the tranny trailer bitch. Only men get they
own spot.”

He was grinning. I looked over at the guy with the white mustache whose
face was serious. He didn’t say anything. For some reason, I looked over
at the red head, staring down at her tiny shriveled cock. “But… What
are you…” I felt a chill run up my spine.

I was silent as my brain began to put things together. I looked back at
the white haired man with huge eyes. He opened his brief case and pushed
some reading glasses onto his nose, a highlighter in his hand. When he
spoke he spoke calmly “Listen, I know what you’re thinking right now. I’ve
seen it over and over. Hell, I watched every bitch in here go through it,”
he waved his arm around to the room, each of them blushing in turn. “I
don’t have time to explain it to you. The fact is you signed a contract.
If you don’t do what it says for you to do in the contract then you face
penalty of jail time for up to two years.”

He held the stack of papers up to my face highlighting a paragraph which I
had signed and dated. I realized how I hadn’t paid attention and should
have read the contract in detail. My eyes scanned the page “do promise to
receive anal sexual intercourse and oral sexual intercourse both with or
without contraception from one or multiple men, sometimes simultaneously,
while wearing wardrobes as selected by management and acting to the best of
my ability as needed for the role.” The man folded up the contract again,
shoving it back into his case, removing his reading glasses.

“My friend, you signed a contract. Many people have to learn this lesson
in life: read anything you sign. The fact is, you’re going to do all 20
videos, whether you like it or not, or we’ll have you arrested and put in
jail. He squatted so that his face was closer to the ground where I was.
I looked at the lump that his cock formed in his jeans which were gripped
tight against his pelvis “But just from an industry professional, I’ve
never seen someone so eager to get on board as you. I’d be shocked if you
end up putting up as big a fight as any of these girls.”

My mind was racing, I was almost unaware of the room around me as I
realized what I had done. I had no problem with being in porn videos
fucking a bunch of girls, hell if anything I thought it would help me get
laid. Now the internet was going to be plastered with 20 videos of me
getting fucked be these hairy trailer park men. Suddenly fucking a tranny
didn’t seem all that bad. It was a hell of a lot better than being a
tranny. I could hear myself begging weakly “Please don’t do this. I’m not
a girl.” My voice trailed off as I remembered Nicole and how the man had
told me she couldn’t even do videos anymore because her pussy was ruined.
Was she really a guy too?

I was barely listening as the man said to the red head, “Get our new bitch
here showered up and shave her good and proper. If she gives you any
trouble these two can hold her down,” he gestured to the two heavy set
black men.

I wanted to voice some final objection to the man as he stepped out of the
cheap trailer which would be my home for the next week but I suddenly it
occurred to me: this is what Nicole was warning me about. She knew they
were going to do this. Get me signed on under the premise that I’d get to
fuck women and then turn around and turn me into some girl.

She was right, I should have listened to her. When the red head leaned
down to help me up, I looked over at the black guys, one of whom cracked
his knuckles. I stood up, not needing help, and began to walk to the
bathroom. I tried to stay away from the red heads cock and was dismayed
when she climbed into the shower with me turning the water on. “It’ll be
easier if you’re hard.” She started to blow me and for the first time
since the group meeting I began to feel good.

My cock got hard and stiff almost immediately. She was a pro. I was
pissed when she coughed it out of her mouth and began running lotion over
my legs. It smelled familiar, like the stuff I had used to get the hair
off my crotch earlier, but she was rubbing it everywhere. She took me back
in her mouth and was sucking me so well I didn’t care about her hands which
were roaming around my ass crack. When I thought i was about to cum she
stopped sucking all together. “Now shower up.” She stepped out of the
shower and walked out of the bathroom. I finished up, soaping my now
completely smooth hairless body down.

I looked strange and felt even stranger. I thought about how I’d explain
to people my hairless legs, but wasn’t too worried since it was winter and
I was wearing pants anyways. Not to mention, I’d have no friends to see.
I stepped out and began to dry off. Without body hair I suddenly realized
how naked I really was. I covered my genitals which were swollen but now
soft and walked out into the room. One of the black men was pumping the
asian full of cock. I stared at the size and girth of his cock which
pumped in and out of her asshole. I stared at the tits bouncing below her.
She moaned as the other girls put on make up and tried on clothes. The red
head was sucking the other man’s cock.

A brunette sitting near me looked over to me. “Get over here and I’ll do
your make up.” I didn’t want to, but one look at the red head getting her
face humped and the asian getting her asshole stretched wide open and I
knew I didn’t want to piss these guys off. She was one of the girls, i
mean guys, well whatever, who had real tits. “Are these,” I awkwardly
signaled to my breasts as if she was from another planet “are these real?”

She just laughed, “yeah both me and Carrie got tit jobs. You have to do a
lot of videos though, most of the girls here haven’t done enough. I guess
some don’t want to.” She was brushing my face with a powder and then began
to apply something to my eyes.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing “You mean, you wanted to be a girl?”

She looked at me and paused, as if deciding whether or not to say anything.
She began speaking carefully “No, not at the beginning. Like the man said,
nobody’s been as accepting as you have.” This embarrassed me a little but
I didn’t want to interrupt. “But keep an open mind. You might find out
you like it. You might even want to sign another contract.” She kept
working away on my face.

I tried to imagine who this guy was before he was turned into this brunette
pussy boy with a boob job. What type of self respecting guy would do this?
I wasn’t going to like it. I didn’t want to go to jail. Beyond that, I
was getting the fuck out of this place. Signing another contract my ass!
I stared in the mirror, my face completely feminine and made up.

Behind me the black man was moaning and I looked back as his sperm was
being pumped into the asian girl’s, I mean guy’s, pussy. The black man had
his hand wrapped around one of her tits, which I must admit looked great on
him. As the man tugged his cock free the older black man pulled his cock
out of the red heads mouth and walked over to the asian and started
shooting across her nice round ass cheeks.

The black man who was fucking her was pudgy and round faced, his head
smooth and shiny. His inflated softening cock hung between his legs as he
tugged back on a pair of bikini brief underwear, not bothering with the
jeans at the floor. He tugged on his big white t-shirt, clearly intending
on going to dinner only in his underwear and t-shirt (probably one of the
benefits of being in the middle of nowhere) as the older man got fully
dressed. His jeans were lying on the floor neglected, his belt still
through the loops. The asian, well Carrie, was laying there, here ass
covered in cum. The pudgy black man snuck up behind me and put me into a
full nelson, his hands shoving my head forward. I struggled to get loose
but he shoved me forward onto the bed.

I could feel the bulge in his underwear pressed against my ass cheeks. I
panicked. i didn’t want to be fucked. “Please don’t fuck me.” I was
writhing but couldn’t get out of his grip.

“I aint tryna fuck you bitch.” He laughed bending my face forward slowly,
closer and closer to Carrie’s ass. I couldn’t even move, his massive body
enveloping mine, as my face finally smushed between her ass cheeks. The
black man grinded against my ass, simultaneously grinding my face into
Carrie’s squishy pussy which was covered in both men’s loads. I could hear
the guy and a couple of the girls laughing but I kept my mouth clamped
firmly shut, determined not to get any cum in it. Still my face must have
been covered in it by the time the black man released me and I stumbled
back. I could feel gobs of it sliding down my face. For some reason I
actually leaned down to check the mirror, realizing my make up had been
smeared around my face a bit.

I reached up to get it off but the old man raised his hand as if to hit me.
I cowered under him “You don’t wipe no cum off your face cunt, not on this
farm. You wear it like the fucking slut you are.” Then, he actually spit
on me. It hit me in the face. I knew better than to wipe it off. “Now
give the bitch some clothes and get her ass to dinner.” Both the black men
stepped out of the trailer leaving me alone with the girls. As much as I
didn’t want to be around trannies only a half hour earlier, I was relieved
now to be away from those men.

I stared at them, embarrassed that my face was covered in cum but, watching
the red head reapply her lip stick and Carry towel off her pussy, I
realized this was probably not that rare of an event. I don’t know why I
didn’t wipe it away. I guess I was worried one of the girls would tell the
guys. I just stood naked, my cock shriveled smaller than it ever had been,
almost as if it were hiding for its life. The red head walked over to the
wardrobe and began pulling things out throwing them on the bed.

I looked down at the miniskirt and tank top, which were incredibly slutty.
The mini skirt would barely even cover my ass and the tank top read “COCK
SLUT,” and showed a cartoon picture of a massive cock stretching the lips
of a cartoon girl whose eyes were rolling into the back of her head. “You
guys please, give me some men’s clothes. I can’t wear this stuff.”

But my protests were getting weaker and weaker. My face was covered in cum
and make up. I knew I’d have no choice. I reached forward and tugged the
tube top on, embarrassed as it left my stomach exposed, my treasure trail
now gone. I pulled the mini skirt up my legs and over my ass thinking,
well the sooner we shoot a video the sooner I get out of here. As soon as
I had my skirt over my ass the asian, who was now in a new change of
clothes, began leading me by the hand out into the yard again.

I followed her weaving through the trailers. There must be at least 25
trailers here, and they all belonged to men associated with the studio.
This place was huge. We passed men who whistled seeing my get up. I
blushed and kept walking, trying not to make eye contact. Finally we
stepped out to an area full of picnic tables and all of the men were
sitting and eating. Upon seeing me they broke out simultaneously “come
over here, come over here.” I saw the girls all dispersed, sitting in
different mens laps. I saw Nicole who sat beside Jerry, the big black man
who had asked to see her earlier. Something about her looked so weirdly
familiar. I thought about her loose ass lips which were probably leaking
onto the wooden picnic table bench below her. She poked at her food
unpleasantly. I couldn’t place her face.

As I walked closer the red head left me standing alone. I stood awkwardly,
not wanting to be the center of attention, but not wanting to sit down at a
table full of men dressed like some girl. The white mustached man stood up
from a table near the back and yelled out to the men “This is our new
slut’s first night at the farm. By the look of your face you’ve already
had a bit of fun.” I blushed. “Go ahead bitch, choose your man.” I
looked around. Choose my man? He must have sensed my puzzlement. “We
don’t leave space at the table for faggot sluts like you.” A bunch of men
laughed as I turned red. “You want to sit at the table you have to sit in
a man’s lap.”

I looked around. I didn’t want to eat sitting in some guys lap. I wasn’t
hungry. My stomach lurched when I heard the man say “Of course you’re
gonna have to earn the right with a good blow job.” So this was it, they
were going to make me do it. I couldn’t believe it had gotten to this. I
knew it was coming, I mean I was still here, dressed like this. I kept
telling myself over and over again that the sooner I moved things along the
sooner I’d get to leave. I looked around finally noticing the men and
taking them in.

There were white men, black men, hispanics, italians, even a couple thick
set arab men. They all had one thing in common, they were all big fuckers.
Way bigger than me. Most of them were hairy as hell too, some of them with
facial hair, others clean shaven. Many of them were shirtless. Some wore
flannels, others wife beaters. I realized some of them were, like the
black man in the trailer, eating dinner only in their underwear.

My eyes settled on a hispanic man who looked like he was in his late
forties or so. He had a thick mustache but was otherwise very clean shaven
and had a short cleanly cropped haircut. He was thick and hairy but
something about his eyes seemed nicer than the other men. I don’t know to
this day why I chose him but I walked over and mumbled “Can I sit with
you.”

He turned around in his seat. “Que puta?” He was wearing baggy camouflage
pants and a flannel which he began to unbutton.

I spoke more clearly, “Can I sit with you?” I looked down, ashamed,
knowing all eyes were on me. By now the man had finished unbuttoning his
flannel and he stripped it off, bringing his hulking form into better view.
He was wearing a wife beater but his hair seemed to pour over its edges,
especially around the neck where his chest was. His thick dirty hands were
unbuttoning his pants and tugging down the zipper. When he pulled his cock
out I immediately regretted choosing him. His cock was thick as hell,
there was no way I’d be able to take it. It was getting harder quickly as
the man tugged me down to my knees by the top of my tank top. I kneeled
feeling the heat of his cock close to my face.

“Take my pinga puta.” His rough callused hand cupped my chin softly,
tilting my head up toward his. I looked up into his eyes, thinking of what
he was looking at. My face was covered in cum and smeared make up and I
was perched between his legs wearing a shirt that read “COCK SLUT,” about
to suck his cock. He began to slap his dick against my face which I knew
was only smearing my make up more. I wanted to cry there, with that
hispanic man slapping his dick in my face while i was dressed up like a
girl but I knew that if I did, it would only make things worse. I kept my
face as straight as possible until he said “Open up.”

I didn’t want to open my mouth as his hard cock poked at my lips. His big
hand cupped the side of my head almost softly. Then I felt his thumb
digging into my cheek until he painfully forced my jaw open. “Ow…” The
second my mouth opened his cock head was in it.

I wanted to cough it out but to be honest the shock of it overtook me. I
was actually sucking on a guys cock. Not a guy, some thickset old hairy
mexican dude in a wife beater. I just held him there thinking about it. I
had always been a horn dog and something about this was actually appealing
to me. Most of me was miserable but there was a tiny part that was
thinking, holy shit this is further than I’ve ever gone.

I was brought back to the moment by the men cheering as the hispanic man
slid his cock up into my mouth more. As he inched it deeper I could feel
him pushing against the back of my throat. I had heard of deep throating
but to be honest my cock wasn’t really long enough to reach into a girls
throat so I had never experienced it. I certainly knew that I didn’t want
to give it to anyone.

But the man had his hands firmly planted on the back of my head and I
couldn’t even pull off. He kept pushing and I could feel his cock
painfully pushing into my throat. My throat was gagging around his cock as
I coughed making noises I had never heard a human make before. Finally he
loosened his grip and I pulled my head up, feeling his snake slide out of
my throat and mouth, and began to vomit into the grass below me. The men
cheered and I heard someone yell “Well there goes one cherry.” Everyone
laughed. Some clapped.

When I finished vomiting and thought of how much I wished I was home right
now. That this had never happened. I didn’t even want to eat dinner now.
I’d rather just go back to our trailer. But I felt the man’s hand on my
chin and he began sticking his cock into my mouth again. I tried to
struggle. I couldn’t believe he wanted to still get a blow job from me
after he just made me puke. He had his shirt off now. As his cock head
pushed past my lips into my mouth I looked over, realizing I was on camera.
I couldn’t imagine how horrible this looked but then thought, at least this
counts as one of my 20 videos.

I submitted to the hispanic mans power, allowing him to start humping my
mouth again, causing me to come back to the moment. Once again his dick
was poking into my throat but this time when I gagged I had nothing to come
up. Before long my nose was actually buried in the man’s pubic hair.
Sitting there, I thought of the massive cock in my mouth. It was strange
but a part of me felt proud. Obviously not of being a guy who could suck
cock but let’s face it, very few women could deep throat a massive rod like
I was right now and here I was taking it like a pro. But as the hispanic
man pulled me on and off his cock, his hairy bare belly now ramming into my
head over and over and his balls swinging and slapping against my chin, it
occurred to me, maybe they just didn’t want to. After all, not every girl
wants to be stuffed with a massive cock. Sure as hell not me. Somebody in
the crowd yelled “look her cock is hard!”

I looked down, my skirt had shifted, exposing my rock hard dick. What the
hell? The man was right! I don’t know what is going on. I began to feel
the man’s balls, my mind sort of zoning out as I sucked. The man clearly
liked it so I continued. I felt them tense up suddenly, almost jumping out
of my hand. It took a half second until my brain realized what this meant.
I tried to say “NO” but, with a mouth and throat filled with dick it just
came out as a muffled grunt, my eyes as big as dinner plates. HE WAS GONNA
CUM IN MY MOUTH.

I tried not to let him do it but he had no intention of letting me off.
Every time I tried to pull my head off he’d just shove it back down over
his cock until finally I felt it swell inside my throat and begin to spew
cum into my throat. I could feel cum pushing past his rod up and out into
my mouth as he dragged his dick back and forth in me. My tongue was soon
swimming in cum until finally the man pulled his cock out had only the head
sitting on my lips. “Swallow.”

I didn’t want to but I did. At that point it wasn’t even because of the
contract. It was because I was sitting at his feet, wearing women’s
clothes and had just taken his massive pipe down to the base until he shot
in my throat. I knew that as a guy, just last week, I would have made the
girl swallow it. What else was there to do. I felt it sliding down my
throat and something about it felt permanent. Like now that cum was in me.
When the man said “Clean it.” I just leaned forward and cleaned his dick
off. I licked it, even the cum that had dripped down to his hairy balls.
I swallowed all of it. As I sat in a daze I realized everyone had resumed
eating.

I stood up, rearranging my miniskirt which had twisted at some point while
I was getting face fucked. The man didn’t bother putting back on his wife
beater as I sat in his lap on his bulging underwear which stuck out of his
open fly. I felt uncomfortable, the afterglow of what happened fading a
little, but still I looked down and realized my cock was still hard. The
man behind me whispered into my ear “You can have the rest.” I looked down
at the plate in front of me. It looked like meat loaf that was days old
and there were a few salad leafs and some gravy that had collected on the
plate.

Desperate to get the taste of cum off of my breath I leaned forward and
began to eat the salad leafs, wiping them in the gravy. I awkwardly tried
to make conversation with the man whose thick bulging lap I was sitting in
“So what is your name.”

The man picked up the meat loaf with his thick fingers rubbing it into the
plate to pick up the remaining gravy and shoved it in my mouth roughly,
pushing his fingers in, forcing me to suck them clean. “You can call me
daddy.” I blushed as I licked his fingers off.

The rest of the men at our table were still eating. At one point someone
lit up a joint which I was included on. Since guys were also pouring
drinks into my mouth I actually started to get pretty buzzed. Still, I sat
humiliated in the lap of the man who had told me to call him daddy. The
only thing I could think was, one video down. The man ran his hands up
inside of my shirt tweaking my nipples. I was so horned up it actually
felt sort of good but I was determined not to let anybody else know it.
Unfortunately, he started pinching them hard and finally, twisting one, I
let out a yelp, causing men at other tables to look our way before they
resumed eating.

One of the men at our table, a thickset hairy white man with a black
mustache and a camouflage hat on, looked at me “So bitch it must be fate
that you sat at our table.” I didn’t know what he was talking about. He
went on, “It’s my turn to pop cherry, so once dinner’s done you’re mine
bitch.” He picked up some of the meat loaf on his plate, leaning forward
and pushing it into my mouth which hung open as I tried to take him in. He
was thick and bulging everywhere. His fat belly stretched the wife beater
he had on and since he was wearing only thin cotton shorts I could see a
huge bulge. “How would you like to see the cock that’s gonna do the job
huh?”

I didn’t respond. I actually did want to see it. I knew, having drank a
load of cum and sitting in a man’s lap as men fed me food, that I was going
to have to put out for them. I just had to get through this week and then
I could get back to fucking women. But until then, I was the woman. I
knew if what this man said was true, that he was going to fuck me in
probably less than an hour, since dinner seemed to be wrapping up. The
hispanic man shoved me off of his lap, pushing me awkwardly between his
legs under the table. “Go ahead puta.” I got on my hands and knees,
staring around me at all the bellies, hairy legs, and bulges. I crawled
toward the man who said he would fuck me and stopped, staring at his bulge.

“Well go ahead bitch.” I reached forward, tugging lightly at the waste
band, peering over. I had hoped for something smaller, but if anything
this cock was even bigger than the one that had just invaded my throat. I
let go of his waste band suddenly and it slapped against his waste. He
stood up laughing and started to walk away, “see you in a few bitch.” I
sat under the table, happy to be away from everyone. I was starting to
realize why they wouldn’t let me fuck women in their videos. All of these
men seemed to be incredibly well endowed. My tiny cock must have looked
puny to them when I emailed my picture.

I felt a hand on the back of my tank top which pulled me up and out from
under the picnic table. A group of four men crowded around me, pushing me
toward a the trailer where the filming takes place. I knew what was about
to happen. I was about to lose my gay virginity (I don’t know what other
word there is for it) to that man’s huge cock in the trailer, on the very
set, I had been watching porn in for months. It never would have occurred
to me that one day I’d be on that set, as the woman, getting her pussy
pounded by some man.

They pushed me in the door and closed it. The man with the white bushy
mustache, was standing behind the camera and the man from the picnic table
at dinner was sitting on the couch that I had watched so many girls get
fucked on. I knew what happened from here on out, I knew from watching so
many girls do it. The man behind the camera simply directed me “Go over to
him and take out his cock.” I knew that this was another opportunity to
get a video and, having not cum yet, I knew I should be getting them out of
the way as much as possible. I walked into the shot, wishing I wasn’t
wearing these humiliating clothes. I kneeled in front of him and he slid
his shorts down, exposing his big cock which had hardened since I had seen
it last.

Now it was about 10 inches long and thick as a beer can. Half of his hairy
belly poked out his wife beater as he sat on the couch and he kicked his
underwear off. “Go ahead cunt and suck on that cock.” I leaned in and
began slowly licking it. I had never so much as thought about sex with a
man, now I was sucking on my second cock of the evening, one that would
soon be sliding in and out of my butt hole. I tried not to think of it as
I sucked the man in front of me, and thankfully, couldn’t concentrate on
much else other than the thick rod which was violently pushing into my
throat.

I was coughing but, having vomited earlier, the man knew I wouldn’t cough
anything up. He continued to hump my throat, which seemed to take his cock
easier than the hispanic man’s from earlier. “Who’s your fucking daddy
bitch?” I kept sucking silently, my face probably turning red.

Suddenly I felt the man’s hand wham into the side of my head with a sharp
slap and my ear began to ring, tears welling up in my eyes, still planted
firmly on his cock. “I said who’s your fucking daddy.” I tried to say you
are but couldn’t get much out with his cock in my throat stuffing me up.
Still he seemed satisfied.

I could see the camera zooming in on my face. I tried not to show my face
to the camera, thinking if anybody I knew saw this I’d be
ruined. Unfortunately the man filming just said “Russ, tilt the counts face
toward the camera so all our viewers can see her.” Russ’s hand pushed my
face so that the camera could see his cock pushing in and out of my mouth.

I kept sucking but before long he pulled out, putting his legs over my
shoulders. I leaned back forward to take his cock again, but he shoved his
ass forward, clearly expecting me to lick it. Before I could voice my
obvious reluctance to lick a man’s asshole he grabbed my head and slammed
my face forward into his hairy ass crack. “LICK YOU CUNT.” His hand held
my face against his ass with such a violent strength that I felt
threatened, as if he would crush my head against his ass.

I began to lick as he told me to. This didn’t make him loosen his iron
like grip on my head, only start moaning and jerking his legs around so
that my neck bounced around between his hairy thighs. “Yeah, you lick
daddy’s ass just like that bitch. You like that?” He farted loudly but
didn’t release me so I was still in his ass when he did. It smelled awful
but I was in auto pilot by now. I just kept licking over and over, feeling
his asshole run under my tongue.

When he finally released me he removed his legs and we both just sort of
sat there panting. Finally he sat up, leaned forward and began to lean in
for a kiss. I couldn’t believe I was about to kiss a man. But still, I
had just been kissing his asshole. Some part of me wanted a kiss, if only
to make myself feel less like a cheap whore. I closed my eyes and leaned
forward, waiting for my first male kiss. I again felt my face sting with
another slap as he laughed “Bitch wants a kiss from daddy.” I opened my
eyes rubbing my face. “You just had your face in my ass cunt. I just
farted in your damn pie hole. I aint kissing you.” I looked down at the
ground dejected.

The man roughly jerked off my tank top. I was thankful it was gone, since
it said cock slut on it and made me look like an idiot. Still though, I
was wearing this miniskirt that the man seemed to want me to keep on. He
pulled me in his lap and began rubbing his cock against my asshole. I just
closed my eyes, trying not to think of what was going on. When he started
to finger me I tried to resist. “You may resist bitch but believe me,
you’re gonna want to be as loose as you can get.” I wanted to cry. He was
right. I had to let him finger me. If I didn’t he’d probably injure me.
I thought of getting a ripped asshole, how hard it would be to explain to
family or friends. So when his fingers started squirming around past my
tight virgin anus I just shoved my ass out to give him access, and stopped
resisting.

After a few minutes, his fingers exploring my ass actually started to feel
good. About that time, he pulled them out completely. Then he shoved me
out of his lap and I landed on the floor in a heap. “OK this bitch is
ready to go.”

The guy with the bushy mustache stooped down to my level. “OK bitch, now
we don’t give you dumb sluts too many lines in these things because let’s
face it, you’re really only good for getting fucked, but I’m gonna need you
to open our video by reading this card. He held up a giant poster board.

As I read what it said I told him flatly. “I’m not going to say that.”

The man with the mustache looked sternly at me. “Yes you are going to say
that. Bitch you signed a fucking contract. Not to mention we’ve already
got video evidence of you beginning work on that contract. You will say
what we tell you to.” By the end he was whispering “I can do a lot worse
things than send you to jail bitch.” Tears were rolling down my face. How
did I get into this situation?

He turned the camera back on and the big man who was fingering me earlier
sat back, his massive rod pointing to the ceiling. “Climb aboard, facing
the camera please,” the director said.

“Can he please wear a condom.” I already knew the answer.

“Clim aboard, facing the camera please.” He was more stern this time. I
walked over and awkwardly stood on the couch, my legs on either side of the
guy, his face looking at my lower back. I began to squat, my ass getting
closer and closer to his massive cock. I sniffled, wishing I could stop
crying. It would make this look so much worse.

I felt his hands cup my round ass cheeks and hold my weight. “I gotchu
bitch.” My legs were shaking and untended my muscles, feeling his big
rough hands supporting me by the globes of my ass cheeks, hovering above
his big dripping cock. The camera was looking directly at me, about to be
speared by this hairy redneck.

“Action.” We all sat in silence. I knew what I was supposed to do. I
couldn’t believe where I was. This morning, I had woken up a virile young
straight male who was almost going blind he was so crazed for pussy. Now I
was the pussy, being lowered onto a massive cock, still wearing a miniskirt
which was now pushed up against my waste, exposing my naked cock and legs
below, and most importantly my ass.

What the hell, my face streaked with tears I looked at the camera and read
the cue card “My name is Roy and I’m a pussy bitch who needs to be taught
how to please a man.” I turned bright red as I said it. I didn’t want to
say the next part. I swallowed and said it, “Make me cry daddy. Turn me
into the cockslut I am.” I had sealed my fate, feeling as the man below me
softly lowered me down over his big fat dick, dripping in precum.

It sat at the entrance to my hole and while he was slowly taking pressure
off of my asscheeks, allowing me to sink further and further down, it
didn’t want to go in. A sharp pain began to develop and I clamped my eyes
shut, not wanting to cry, even though my face was already streaked with
tears from earlier. Suddenly I felt as his entire cock head jumped past my
sphincter which clamped hard around his shaft once he was in, causing me to
grunt and then cry out “Ahhhh. Please.” My eyes were squinted shut but I
could feel as fresh tears were pouring down my face.

I didn’t want to get my pussy ripped. Did I just say pussy? Asshole. He
inched in slowly causing a searing pain in my asshole which felt like
ripping. I didn’t give a shit about the camera I had to say something
“Please stop. It can’t fit. It’s too big. I think i’m ripping.” The man
below me just laughed, causing his belly to bounce up and down and causing
his cock to lurch forward another horrible painful inch, causing me to
scream out tears now pouring steadily down my face. “Please don’t.
Please.”

The man behind me stopped laughing to say “Ask me nicely. Ask daddy nicely
not to rip your pussy.”

I replied immediately, not even hesitating, blinded by pain “Please daddy
don’t rip my pussy.” He laughed again, shoving another two inches in. I
felt like I was going to pass out. I looked down, dazed, at my cock which
was shriveled up inside my body. I felt down with my hands, the camera
filming everything, and felt the lips of my ass hole which were stretched
to the maximum around the massive hard rod stabbing into me. The skin of
my ass wrapped around his cock was stretched and hard.

The camera man said “You should see what a beautiful pussy you’ve got.
You’re going to fit in here just fine.” I lifted my fingers back up to
look and see if the slime on them was blood. But it was clear, so it must
have been cum from the man currently fucking me.

The man slowly started pistoning his cock in and out of me. After a while
I started to relax and while it was still painful the feeling that my pussy
had ripped began to subside and the whole thing started to feel a bit more
natural. That is, until the man below me put his hands on my shoulders and
pressed me down hard to the base of his dick. “AHHHGHHGHGHG” My voice must
have gone three octaves higher than any pitch I had ever heard myself make
as I felt his cock stab into me, probably pushing my stomach up into my
throat.

Maybe it was the joint or the liquor at dinner, maybe it was the fact that
I now had what felt like a fucking baseball bat shoved up my ass and into
my abdomen, but my eyes nearly rolled back into my head, making me think of
the cartoon on the COCK SLUT shirt I had been wearing. The searing pain
returned as the man pulled me up and brought me back down on his cock over
and over, each time knocking the wind out of me.

It was like I wasn’t even breathing. My whole body felt like it was in
pain but still, something felt good. I felt like a toy in this giant
hillbilly’s arms, being tugged up and down over his cock for his pleasure.
Up to now, having fucked tons of women, sex had always been just about
pleasure. But with my, i had to admit to myself, small cock I had never
been so deep into a girl. This guy was a part of me. I imagined his cock,
in all it’s weight and mass, shoved up into my body. Every thrust the man
made, his belly grinding against my back, the pain disappeared a little and
the pleasure increased.

Before long I realized this wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was. I
began slowly jerking my butt as he slammed me up and down, trying to help
him get his cock in and out of my ass. “Yeah bitch now you like it.” I
didn’t acknowledge him as I continued humping his cock. “Yep the cunt sure
as shit likes it.”

He pulled me up, his cock plopping out of my asshole which clamped shut
immediately, traumatized and abused. The man roughly pushed me onto the
couch, pulling one of my legs up at an almost uncomfortable angle and
setting it on his shoulder. He straddled my other leg, pushing my
miniskirt farther up, and slid his cock back between my butt cheeks, his
dick pushing at my stubborn hole again. I was still facing the camera as
he penetrated me, leaning forward and tweaking my nipples.

This time when he popped in it was less painful, but he stabbed in fully to
the hilt in one blow which knocked the wind out of me, causing more tears
to flow from my eyes. But he tweaked my nipples which seemed to send me
into over drive. Soon he was again driving his thick cock in and out of
me. I reached forward rubbing his belly, wanting just to touch some other
part of him, to make him feel as good as I did.

He violently jerked off his wife beater, bringing his huge form into view.
I stared at his big hairy belly and man boobs and, far from being
disgusted, I thought, my pussy on fire with pleasure, it’s obvious that
this is how it should be. A man like that and a guy like me? I had no
place fucking women in his presence. I laughed at my own puny cock which
was shriveled uselessly between my shaved legs. I don’t know how long I
had been moaning but when I realized it I didn’t want to stop. “ooooh
oooooh yeeeeaaah” I sounded whiney like so many girls I had fucked. “oooo
yeaaaa yeaaaa oooooo ahhhhh.”

His ass bounced rhythmically grinding and pulsing into and out of my pussy
“Yeah cunt tell daddy you like his cock.”

He reached his hand forward and put his thumb in my mouth. For some reason
I sucked on it like there was no tomorrow which seemed to be fine with him.
As he fucked my pussy I wrapped my hands around his wrists, holding his
hand close so I could keep sucking his thick hairy thumb. “Yeah daddy,
fuck my pussy. just fuck my pussy.”

“Go ahead and tell everybody what a bitch you are.”

“I’m a bitch. I’m a pussy for meant to use. I’m a pussy for my daddy.”
Both of the men were laughing Intermittently, between moaning and talking,
I was sucking my daddy’s thumb.

Russ was grinding into me harder and deeper than ever now “Oh yeah? You my
pussy?”

I just moaned, “Yeah daddy.”

“You my little slut?”

“YES DADDY!”

“Well then tell everyone where a pussy slut takes her daddy’s load.”

“IN MY PUSSY!” Russ was pounding me hard as hell, I knew there was a load
coming, that he was about to fill my ass with cum. Already I could feel my
ass squelching loudly with lube and precum.

“You want to have daddy’s babies?”

“YES!” I was jerking back and forth violently trying to get as much cock
as I could. “Yes just fuck my pussy. Get me pregnant daddy.” Suddenly he
pulled me down onto his cock as far as I would go.

“OK here comes bitch.” His cock exploded and I felt my hole get filled
with his cum. I couldn’t tell how long it went on. It felt like forever.
As more and more cum pumped into me I could tell it was pushing out the
sides past his dick because my ass cheeks felt sticky and wet.

As his thrusting slowly came to a halt in my ass I lay there. I still
hadn’t cum but my cock was still soft as hell. I couldn’t have jerked it
off if I wanted to. Finally the man pushed me off of him and stood up, his
dick hanging in front of my face. I began to realize how horrible this guy
smelled. He pulled on his wife beater, yellowing with age and held his
cock up to my face “Clean me off bitch.” I looked at it. He had clearly
cum a ton, which I could feel dripping out of my gaping ass onto the floor.

His dick had gobs of cum on it and seemed to be streaked with other colors
which I can only imagine came from fluids in my ass. But he didn’t want to
take no for an answer. The man who was standing behind the tripod stepped
forward and grabbed my ears lowering me over the cock, forcing me to take
it into my mouth. I sucked the softening cock clean, tasting a mixture of
salty cum and sour ass sweat. I coughed a couple times but got it down.
When the man who had fucked me pulled his dick loose from my mouth he
pulled on his cotton shorts and opened the trailer door, turning finally to
look at me, my ears still held by the camera man “Your welcome bitch.” The
door slammed shut behind him, pulled by one of those cheap springs.

Me and the man with the white mustache were alone now. The camera still
rolling he shoved my face down onto the floor where a small pool of cum had
dripped out of my ass. He shoved my face into it, pinning me against the
ground “Lick it up cunt.” When I didn’t lick he began rubbing my face
around in the cum, holding me by my ear and my hair. I started to lick it
up as he told me to and he eased his grip a little bit. Finally, he was
done and walked over to the camera, shutting it off.

My chest heaving, I stood up, sitting my naked frame on the couch, pulling
down my miniskirt. Dazed, I reached over and pulled on my tank top,
forgetting that I didn’t want to wear it. Suddenly everything that I had
done caught up with me and I began to cry. The man with the white mustache
packed up the camera and said “Well that’s all the filming we’re gonna do
for today. You can do what you want the rest of the night.” Then he
laughed “how much you want to bet you end up taking more cock just for the
hell of it?” I sat there crying. the last thing i wanted was another
cock. He walked toward the door, pausing only to say, “good work today
bitch.”

The door slammed closed behind him and for the first time since I had
gotten out of my car today (which I hadn’t seen since), I had some privacy.
The tears ran down my face. I wiped at them and looked down at my hand,
which was smeared with make up and cum. This only made me cry harder. I
thought about what that man had done to me. I had done it to so many girls
but still, this was different. Not only was it on camera, I wasn’t a girl!
I sat on the couch sniffling, cum sliding out of my ass which I could feel
with my fingers was hanging open still.

I sat there crying until my tears finally subsided. For a moment, I
thought of jerking off, realizing I hadn’t even gotten to cum today,
something I hadn’t done for years. But something about jerking off on the
couch I just got butt fucked on by some hillbilly didn’t seem right.
Instead, I stood up, reorienting my miniskirt properly (of I didn’t wear
the skirt I’d have to walk out naked) and finally walked over to the door
of the trailer.

As I reached forward to turn the handle, I wondered what was on the other
side. I prepared myself for a crowd of men laughing and jeering at the new
pussy they had made out of a young straight man. I knew they’d probably
all be laughing, maybe some of them would make me suck their dicks. I
closed my eyes and turned the handle, stepping out into the dark night.
When I did, I was surprised to see nothing special. Nobody waiting for me,
no fanfare. Strangely disappointed I stepped down the stairs and decided I
might as well head back to the trannie trailer since that’s where I’d be
sleeping. At least there I’d be safe from being fucked again.

As I headed over I saw Nicole sitting on the picnic table again. Again, I
wondered why she seemed familiar to me. I decided to walk up to her and
said “Hey, so starting to understand your advice from earlier.”

She didn’t look at me, “Yeah I know what you mean.”

I looked at her tits. “Those real?”

She looked at me, tears rolling down her face, “You mean are they really
attached to me? Yes. I have a boob job.”

Feeling as though I struck a nerve I apologized, “Sorry, I was just
wondering. – HOLY SHIT!” I stared at her. Suddenly it had come to me, I
knew who this was. “HOLY SHIT, NICK?”

Nicole blushed, “You know what, shut the fuck up ok. It’s nicole now.”
Nick was someone who was in my tour group when I had visited school. We
had spoken briefly about potentially rooming together but it never panned
out.

“What the hell are you doing here? Why haven’t you been at school?”

She looked pissed “I could ask you the same question couldn’t I?” She had
a point. “I mean, I watched the videos on their site. I wanted to come
and fuck some girls. I’ve always been really into porn. But then I got
here and eventually found out the trailer they make those videos in, the
ones with guys fucking real girls, those aren’t made here. For all I know
they’ve got tons of trailer parks set up. I’ve been here for about a year
now. I met up with them last year around Christmas break.” I stared at
her. “Been here ever since.”

“You mean…”

“Yeah, I stayed.” She stared down at the table, probably thinking about
her ruined pussy and wondering about what she was going to do now, some
young white male who became a slut for dick and got a boob job, now no good
for anything. “I mean, I’ll still probably stay, I don’t know where I’d
go. I haven’t talked to anyone all year.”

“Jesus Christ Nick. I mean, Nicole.” I corrected myself. “I sure as shit
am not staying here. When my contract is up I’m gone. What are you going
to do? You’re probably kicked out of school.”

“Well I can’t exactly go back looking like this anyways can I?” She held
her boobs matter of factly. When she held them out I realized how big they
were. They were just the type of boobs a man would want on his chick. I
guess since he was having them installed he could get whatever he wanted,
or more like whatever the guy fucking his pussy wanted.

“Yeah I know what you mean. I mean, if it makes you feel any better, I
don’t think anybody knows who you are or what happened to you.”

“Oh they know. I stopped checking my email about 6 months ago. Don’t
think for a minute these videos will be lost among the thousands of amateur
porn vids online because it won’t. Before long someone will see it and
then eventually someone will get the courage to send it around. Let’s put
it this way, the last time I checked my email my family had seen what I
was.” My heart was pounding fast. If anybody found out what was going on
right now I was screwed. I thought of the video I had just shot, of what
it showed me doing. What it showed that man doing to me.

“I just have to get out of here. I mean jesus, a tit job Nick?” I stood
up, wanting to get away from her.

She looked at me angrily “I just listened to you in there. You were going
gaga for Russ’s cock in your pussy. Believe me, it took me a lot longer
than that to get on board with this. You’re gonna be just like me.” I was
almost jogging away from here. “You’re gonna be worse.” She was yelling.
I was humiliated, blushing. I knew she was right. As I ran, I could hear
her yell behind me “You really shouldn’t judge people when you’ve got cum
sliding down your legs.”

I ran the trailer with the rest of the trannies in it and sat on my bed,
wanting to curl up and sleep forever. Unfortunately, Carrie, naked from
the bottom down, walked up to me dropping a pair of jeans with a belt in
them into my lap. “These have to get back to their owner.” I looked up at
her with dread. I remembered the thick round-faced black man who had left
them, going to eat dinner only in a pair of bikini briefs and a wife
beater. I held the jeans in my hand, feeling the thick worn fabric. “All
the bitches have to clean up after their men. Besides, he asked for you.”
She walked away turning before going into the bathroom, “Trailer 18.”

I folded the jeans up and lumbered toward the door dreading seeing the man
who was only just hours earlier grinding my face into Carrie’s cum soaked
pussy. I rubbed my cheek, realizing some of his cum was actually probably
still on my face. For a second, I had forgotten about my fight with Nicole
and thought, maybe I should go back to the trannie trailer and redo my make
up. Remembering what the older black man had said about wiping cum off I
decided against it and walked up the stairs to trailer 18.

I knocked on the door quietly hearing the man’s familiar voice, “Don’t
knock just come in bitch.”

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opened the door and realized there were two heavy set black men sitting in
their underwear watching porn on the TV. The black man who I didn’t know,
also bald, but bigger than the other, looked at me and said “Come have a
seat bitch” in an incredibly low baritone voice. He had a mustache, but it
wasn’t bushy it was almost smooth against his lip. Both men were wearing
thin cotton bikini briefs and wife beaters but the big man peeled his wife
beater off, tossing it into a pile of clothes forming over under the TV
set, which was playing porn footage shot in the trailer I had just been
fucked in.

I looked around, set the jeans on the ground, and sat between the two men
who were smoking a joint. The men always seemed eager to share, which I
knew from experience was because it made bitches so pliable. Still,
knowing the trick didn’t help me, I breathed in the smoke, feeling the buzz
in my head eliminate the worries about my conversation with Nicole. “Why
don’t you go on get out of this top bitch.” The man’s baritone voice
seemed to hypnotize me as the COCK SLUT tank top was tugged once again up
and over my head, leaving me sitting only in the miniskirt. The other
black man tugged it up and shoved his fingers into my pussy, pulling them
out, dripping in cum.

I blushed “well clean em off bitch.” I was so stoned, but I didn’t want to
do this. It had been a long night. I decided I’d try to talk them into
blow jobs and, making a small sacrifice, leaned forward and licked the cold
semen off of his fingers. He returned his hand to my ass again, scooping
out more. He fed me my cum for a while, which was gross when it was cold
and slimy. I remembered how hot it had felt when Russ shot it up into my
pussy, but now it felt different.

I was actually happy to be naked when I felt the man with the mustache
shoving my skirt down past my legs. But he pushed my small soft cock down
in between my legs, pinning it there, “If we gon let you get fucked naked
you gon keep that out of sight.” I looked at the TV screen, which showed
the red head taking three cocks, two in her anus and one in her mouth, her
cock tucked between her legs like a bitch.

The joint was long finished and I was humping my ass slowly over the hand
of the man from the trainee trailer earlier. The hefty mustached man bent
my face over into his lap, grinding it against his bulging crotch, which
was still contained by his bikini briefs. His belly poured over the waste
band. “I don’t even know you’re name.” I mumbled aimlessly.

“Haha” The man with the baritone voice who was currently grinding his
crotch into my face laughed, “I’ll be papi, this is daddy.” He shoved them
down violently and I felt my face rubbing against his bare cock. I
actually felt relieved to be through the material. He was so thick and
already seemed to be wet with precum. It was still soft and pliable when
he shoved it’s tip into my mouth, but I could feel it hardening quickly.
The man behind me was firing his fingers in and out of my pussy and i could
feel something strange building, like a hot pleasure in my anus.

Daddy removed his fingers from my ass and I wished he hadn’t once I felt
the pleasurable heat begin to fade. Still, I nursed on the cock in my
face. Then I began to feel the familiar feeling of something big against
my ass hole. He was going to fuck me. I pulled off of the dick, “Wait,
we’re not even filming though.”

Papi shoved my head back down on his cock laughing, “we don’t need to film
to fuck some pussy.” His cock was now slamming in and out of my mouth,
knocking me senseless every time. Internally I was begging for help. For
something to stop this onslaught of cock that I had signed up for. But
externally, I stayed limp like a good little bitch, my head slamming up and
down over Papi’s hard dick. I moaned around his rod as Daddy’s dick began
sliding into my cum-lubed pussy.

“HOLY SHIIIIT.” Daddy was practically yelling as he slid his cock in me
“This is the tightest damn pussy I’ve ever had, virgin or not.” With that,
he roughly slammed forward a few more inches. I moaned again, Papi’s cock
keeping me somewhat quiet. Still, I knew anyone outside the trailer
wouldn’t really have to guess long to figure out what was happening inside.
Daddy began pulling his cock out of me, planting it back in again. He
repeated this motion, each time sinking deeper and deeper. Finally, I felt
his belly against my back, and knew his cock was buried in me up to the
base. My back arched, positioning my ass so that it arched upward, glued
there by the cock which was now almost a foot up my pussy.

We all just kind of stayed still for a second. I wasn’t breathing because I
was buried to the base on the cock in my mouth as well as the one in my
ass. Still, I never wanted this moment to end. However, when I felt Papi
and Daddy begin pumping their cocks in and out, it wasn’t long before I was
yelling for more.

“Yeah bitch, tell us what you want huh?”

I moaned loudly, pulling Papi’s dick out of my mouth to speak “Please fuck
me daddies.”

Daddy looked down at me, pulling his cock out, “Bitch it aint like you on
camera or nothin. Cut loose. Do you.”

He was right. I wasn’t on camera. I could do whatever I wanted. This one
was actually private. I quickly made the decision that I was going to do
whatever I felt like, not thinking about what I seemed like to these two
guys. They clearly didn’t think much of me anyways, given the fact that
they had their cocks buried in me at both ends.

I got onto my hands and knees on the couch and both men began pistoning me.
I moaned loudly, in a high pitched, whiney register. I whined like a bitch
because, let’s face it, they were fucking me like a bitch. “I’m getting
close” Daddy said, humping my ass at a faster and faster pace, “I’m doing
it on her face so if you want a shot at this pussy, now’s the time.”

Papi’s long cock pulled free of my throat and mouth, sliding out of me then
swinging down to its home between his big hairy thighs. Daddy tugged free
of my ass and I was flipped over onto my back on the couch. Papi,
meanwhile, folded my legs up, holding them spread apart and up in the air,
and positioned his cock head at my pussy. He teased me for a while until I
was begging him “Please Papi. Put it back in me.” In front of me, daddy
was slowly jerking his cock, which hung above my face. I knew soon cum
would be splashing all over my face, out of the beautiful cock in front of
me. I was losing my mind “PLEASE PUT IT BACK IN ME! I don’t care if you
want me to be your little pussy girl, just please fuck me.”

Daddy jerked his cock slowly as I grunted loudly, feeling Papi’s thick rod
move into me. Suddenly, he was like a piston, holding me by the feet
pounding in and out of me. Daddy leaned forward and began fucking my
mouth. As the two of them pounded away, my body was on fire with pleasure.
My tiny flaccid cock started erupting with cum, and I hadn’t even touched
it. I was moaning so loud, it was the first time I had cum all day.
“Please just fuck me. Please daddy.”

The dick in my mouth swelled and daddy tugged it out, beginning to shoot
into my mouth but then just settling on smearing it all down my face. I
couldn’t believe how much he was cumming, since he had already cum today.
My face was completely covered.

I could feel myself coming down from my sexual high. Unfortunately, Papi
was just getting started. My pussy felt almost numb, his cock pounding in
and out of it. I moaned quietly, thinking only of getting out of this
trailer. I didn’t want to get fucked anymore. I stared up, my feet
hanging in the air in front of me, thinking of what a bitch I had become in
just a day.

Daddy’s thighs were on either side of my head and he softly humped his wet
cum soaked cock in and out of my mouth. After about five minutes I heard
Papi begin groaning. He filled my cunt up once again with cum. His load
was even bigger than Russ’s. Embarrassed, he bounced me up and down as
loud squishing sounds filled the room. Daddy stood and pulled his
underwear over his now cleaned cock, sitting back down on the couch, out of
my reach, as Papi squelched loudly in and out of my pussy. He jerk my body
over his cock four or five more times then finally let me go.

Wanting to get out of here I pushed out with my vagina, I mean with my
asshole. I felt his cock plop down on the couch below my ass. I rolled
over and went to stand “I think I have to go.” I didn’t want to look at
them. When I went to stand my legs were wobbly and I could barely support
myself. I stood up massaging my legs where they had been stretched out by
Papi.

“Forgetting something?” Papi held his cum soaked dick in his hand. I knew
what I had to do. The faster I complied the faster I could get out of
here. I leaned forward taking his cock into my mouth, trying to ignore the
taste as I licked him clean, taking him all the way to the base. “You’re
getting damn good at that bitch. You’re a natural.” I blushed and stood
up, almost running to the door, leaving my clothes behind me.

Running shaved out into the night in the middle of a trailer park,
particularly this trailer park, is not a good idea. I heard whistling and
before long a group of guys had surrounded me. Fortunately, the red head
from earlier trook my hand and led me to the trailer, “Sorry boys, no more
for her tonight.”

I blushed as the men yelled and shouted. When the red head let me in the
trailer I immediately walked over to my bed, collapsing. I lay there my
cum covered face rubbing against my pillow and a steady stream of jizz
leaking from my open pussy. I felt like crying but I didn’t. I just held
it in.

Then suddenly something occurred to me, “OH FUCK.” I stood up and ran to
the bathroom sitting on the toilet and pushing as hard as I could. I could
hear loud farting noises and felt cum sliding out of me into the toilet
bowl. Two of the girls peered in after me.

“Everything OK.”

I stared at them, “They didn’t use condoms.”

One of the girls just laughed, “Who?”

“The guy who fucked me. Russ. And then those two black guys, Papi and
Daddy.

Again the girls laughed, “Honey you’re gonna have to be more specific.”

“What if I get an STD?!” I pushed more trying to get as much of the cum
out of me as possible. It dawned on me how filthy these men were.

The girls looked at each other uncomfortably, “Well, the fact is girl,
you’re going to get fucked bare all the time. I can’t tell you there are
no STDs in this camp because there are.” I desperately clawed around my
open pussy trying to rub the cum out. “But believe me, once you’ve had your
pussy squirted full of splooge a couple times you won’t want to use condoms
anyway.” That was it. Again I was crying. The contract hadn’t said
anything about STDs.

“Why don’t you just head to bed and get up bright and early tomorrow.” A
couple of the girls led me to bed. I lay down on the mattress and put my
head on the cum soaked pillow. Even though there was a small pool of cum
from when I climbed in earlier I didn’t even care. Almost immediately I
fell asleep, my face still covered in dry crusty cum.

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I woke up and looked around, realizing everybody was asleep except me. I
was suddenly very aware that I was covered in cum. I stood up and went to
the shower. I used the soap to completely clean off. I reached down and
started soaping off my pussy, shit, I mean my asshole. As I soaped off, I
felt inside of it, easily sliding two fingers in. I was so much looser. I
didn’t really pay much attention to my asshole before but I was well aware
it never used to hang open like this.

I remembered last night, how I had acted around those two black men. I
remembered how I wanted to be fucked by them, even though I wasn’t even
shooting a video. I thought of Nick, or Nicole, who said she had never
seen someone take to cock the way I had. Coming from a guy with a boob job
and a wrecked pussy, that carried a lot of weight. I thought of Russ and
how he had pumped me so full of cum. I thought of the big white haired man
who had filmed. I thought of his big cock which I had seen in videos. The
only thing I wasn’t thinking about was the fact that I was now pumping
three fingers in and out of my pussy, moaning quietly. What was I doing?

I soaped off, and dried off using towel that had what I could only assume
was dried semen on it. Still, I felt so clean, compared to last night when
I was soaked in cum. I looked at the clock before walking out of the
bathroom. It was five AM. I was surprised to see everybody awake and
getting ready. “What’s going on?”

One of the girls responded “You have to get up early if you want to get a
piece of morning wood?” An image of me being speared by a long black cock
flashed through my memory.

“Umm I think I’m good.”

The red head laughed and tossed me some panties. “Like you have a choice.
You’re gonna put these on and go to Charlie’s trailer.” I blushed,
realizing I was completely naked and they didn’t even notice. My cock was
shriveled between my hairless legs. I pulled the panties up my legs and
embarrassingly, felt my pussy twitch as I did. I chose to ignore it as the
red head motioned for me to sit in the seat in front of the mirror. “I’ll
do your make-up again but you’re on your own after that so pay attention.”

I actually did. I sat there watching how she applied it, taking note since
I would be doing it for myself. When she was done I looked away ashamed.
“Charlie’s the big red trailer about five down. Remember don’t wake him up
until his dick is in your mouth.” I blushed as she laughed.

I stood, dreading my fate. I turned around “Wait, who’s Charlie?” She
just pushed me out the door and I set off walking, wearing only a pair of
panties which left most of my ass completely bare. I knew better than to
walk around in this condition around here so I ran down five trailers, not
seeing a red one. Embarrassed, I ran back the other way. I couldn’t
believe I was jogging around in panties searching for a trailer of some man
I don’t even know so I can catch his morning wood. Finally I arrived to
the front of a red trailer. I assumed it had to be Charlie’s so I just
stepped up creaking open the door and slipping in.

It took my eyes a while to adjust to the light. The trailer was dirty and
there were empty beer cans everywhere. The morning sun was shining through
yellow paper shades. I saw that there was somebody on the couch. I
couldn’t see well but looked behind me and saw a bedroom. I figured if
it’s Charlie’s trailer he’s probably in the bed room. I stepped into the
room which was dark. I crept onto the bed and felt a large lurking form
right beside me.

As I creeped under the covers my mind started asking me “What the fuck are
you doing!?” Still, I knew Charlie had asked for me so I figured I might
as well. Well I guess I wasn’t really thinking of much else other than my
pussy. I could feel the intense shame as I reached my hand out to the
large man beside me.

I could tell he was hairy and he had a large belly which I felt gently. I
reached down and grabbed his shaft, he began to stir. It was massive. It
had to be 12 inches or something. I just felt the huge cock in my hands
and wondered how the hell I was going to get it in my mouth. I remembered
the red head said not to wake him up until he was in my mouth. I leaned
down and prepared to suck the cock. I can’t tell you why but I actually
wanted to. There was a part in me that was begging for me to just
surrender. I couldn’t believe how warm the rock hard shaft was as it slid
into my mouth.

My lips were stretched awkwardly around it. I just sort of sucked on the
head for a while, my hand traveling slowly up and down the length. I
climbed so that I was straddling the big hairy leg and again took the head
in my mouth. As I licked the shaft I thought about how the girls were
right. Morning wood was awesome. I remembered mornings when I had woken
up with a rock hard cock. My cock never got hard now. It was just
shriveled uselessly against the man’s leg.

I thought of my pussy again. I reached my fingers back and began pumping
three in and out of my pussy. Suddenly I got an idea. I felt back and felt
for the man’s foot. When I found it, I hovered my ass over it and sat back
so that the big toe was plugging my pussy. I leaned forward, against the
leg, sucking the head and humping my butt awkwardly over the man’s foot.
It actually felt good. I just wanted something in there, anything. I
couldn’t believe what I was doing. My eyes were closed in complete
ecstasy.

I opened my eyes and realized the lights were on. Still, I looked down at
the beautiful dick I was sucking and continued the blow job. I felt cold
air rush over me as the blankets were whipped off of me. “Damn bitch.”
The man had a thick southern accent. The big toe was stretched out, poking
into my ass. “Can’t even sleep around here without some slut come set thar
on your foot. Shoot.” I continued sucking as he poked his toe in and out
of my hole.

The man bucked me off of his foot, leaving my pussy empty and loose. He
jerked my body forward so I was no clearly over his cock. He pushed it
back into my mouth and I felt his dick sliding into my throat. I was
gagging loudly but my gag reflex didn’t interest him. I could feel myself
getting over it after a few minutes. I knew I wasn’t getting even half of
his dick into my mouth but I was proud as I felt his dick in my throat.
“That’s right bitch.” He held my cock down half way over his cock.

At this next part, I swear I didn’t know what was happening. I mean who
would? The cock was buried in my throat but I felt something warm. My
belly began to feel warmer. The man was moaning. For a second I thought
he was cumming. But he jerked my head back so that his cock was on my
tongue and I realized quickly that he was pissing down my throat. I tried
to jerk off but the man laughed, allowing me to jerk off but not completely
off of his dick. “Don’t you go spilling bitch.”

I couldn’t believe it. I was letting a man piss down my throat. My ass
was arched behind me in the slutty panties I had been forced to wear. I
gulped it down awkwardly, trying not to think of it. The stream finally
slowed after what seemed to be way to long and I just kept swallowing, even
though there was no more piss. I kept swallowing and the man laughed
“Bitch you got it all aiin’t know more.” I dove back down on his cock. I
didn’t know what to do. I just wanted his cock in my mouth, at least it
didn’t make me think of the piss. “Ladies and gentleman, looks like our
new lady here, Roy, isn’t phased by a quick bathroom break.” I pulled off
and realized I was being filmed. My ass was arched so that my pussy was
spread wide open facing the camera. I could only imagine what it looked
like right now, after being fucked by Charlie’s toes.

I just sort of sat there. I looked up and finally saw the man whose
massive dick I had been sucking, whose piss I had just swallowed. He had
thick white and black stubble. A dip cup was right beside his bed. He
picked it up and spit into it. He was bald and he smelled strongly of B.O.
This is the kind of guy most women wouldn’t want to get near on the street,
let alone be fucked by him. Still there was something about his big hairy
body. There was definitely something about his massive fat cock, which was
covered in my spit. Only a few seconds had passed before I leaned back in
and took the cock back into my mouth.

As I sucked I realized something. This counted as a video, so it knocked
another one off the list, but I realized that wasn’t why I was sucking this
cock. I was sucking it because I wanted to, because it looked so good.
Sure he had peed in my mouth, but that cock. I didn’t want to stop sucking
his cock because of that. Still, I wish I could be back under the covers.
Instead i was awkwardly exposed and kept stealing glances up looking at his
mushed, flat face. He smiled and I realized he was missing a tooth. I
tried to focus only on his cock, which was now pumping deep into my throat.

THe man was moaning loudly, “You gonna take this load girl.” He jerked me
down and I could feel his dick throbbing. I knew his cock was spewing down
my throat. He tugged it out and two thick splashes of cum hit me in the
face. I moaned loudly and took the head in my mouth as he finished
shooting. He had the thick rod against the side of my face and he was
slowly jerking it, his legs shuddering in pleasure every now and then. I
was sort of stunned, again feeling the taste of cum on my tongue, feeling
it run down my face. I looked at the camera, thinking how this must look.
I thought of my make up which was probably running.

I wanted to run away. I wanted for this to be over. But in the immediate
moment, I just wanted something to happen. I didn’t want to sit here with
the camera on me while this man rubbed his softening cock in my face.
Still, I waited patiently until he kicked me out of the bed onto the floor.
“Go run to Willie’s trailer next door. He’s gotta surprise furya.” I
stood up walking away. “Take the camera cunt. Yull be needin it.” I
grabbed the camera, slung it over my shoulder and headed out. As I stepped
out the man said “On your right.”

I looked at the next trailer down. It was actually sort of nice. I crept
up, feeling the cum run down my face. I opened the door quietly. I
expected to find someone sleeping. Instead I realized I was in the trailer
of the big white haired man who had talked me into my contract. He was
cooking breakfast. I thought again of his thick long dick. I stood with
the camera sort of covering my genitals. The man only had on a pair of
boxers. His thick hairy body amazed me. He wasn’t really paying much
attention to me.

I thought to myself, I am such a fucking fag, I reached between my legs,
tucked my small dick back and clamped them shut. I walked sort of small
steps to keep it from showing. I set the camera on the table and stepped
up behind the man. “So you’re Willie?”

The man turned around and looked me up and down, laughed and returned to
the eggs. “I see you’re acclimating. I take it you saw Charlie this
morning.”

I realized he had probably noticed the cum Charlie had splashed onto my
face. “Yes Sir.”

The man laughed, “So?”

I was confused. “So what?” I waited. “Sir.”

He turned around, “You drink his piss?” His face was serious.

I blushed, knowing not to lie. it was on tape anyways. “Yes. I did.”

“Well then.” He returned to the eggs and bacon. It smelled great. “He
owes me twenty bucks. He didn’t think you’d do it.” I was embarrassed.
Still I waited for him to tell me what to do. I felt uncomfortable
standing there, I wanted a command. “See he doesn’t understand how you
bitches tick. I do. I can spot it a mile away. It starts slow, every now
and then,” he turned to face me, “you feel the need. Maybe when a man has
his dick in your ass. You feel it in the heat of the moment. You always
fight it, but faggots like you can’t help it.” I was blushing. He was
speaking so matter of factly. “And it starts to get stronger,” I looked
down and he laughed “I have a feeling you know what I’m talking about. He
was putting the eggs and bacon onto two plates and lumbered over to the
table.

He continued to talk, “Soon it will be even stronger. You’ll eventually
start admitting to yourself that things aren’t the same anymore. That no
matter what happens, you’re going to need cock in your pussy as bad as you
used to need sex.” He sat at the table. He pointed to the table, and I
realized he wanted me to eat breakfast with him. I didn’t like what he was
saying but I was famished. I hadn’t really eaten anything but cum since I
got here. As I ate he reached forward pulling my chin up so we made eye
contact. “Understand me faggot. It will keep getting stronger. I’m in
this business because I am very good at spotting faggots just like you and
let me tell you I’ve been doing it a long time. Mark my words, before long
your going to be like a crack junkie for cock. I’m gonna turn you out
harder than any slut I’ve ever had because I can see that deep down you
want it. No, you need it.”

Tears filled my eyes. I didn’t really want to eat. I was humiliated. I
realized my cock was tucked between my legs. I stared at the plate of
food, not wanting to eat. “I’m not like that. I don’t think I can eat.
I’m straight.”

“Cunt you bout the furthest thing from straight right now.” Willie
laughed. He stood, setting up the camera. “Don’t believe me bitch? Let me
show you.”

My eyes looked at the big piece of meet which I new was swinging underneath
that thin layer of cloth. The camera pointed at us as he tugged down his
boxers allowing his massive dick to hang free. His cock was fat and long
and it was completely soft. Still it was thick as hell and long. I
imagined what it was like hard. It had to be at least as long as Charlie’s
but even fatter. I couldn’t believe it’s size.

My mind wandered away from what Willie had just been talking about as I
stared at his huge balls and the thick shaft of his amazing dick. “If you
a straight boy just been talked into the wrong video contract, just walk
out of this trailer right now. The camera’s rollin, this will count as a
video either way, on my honor. But,” I couldn’t take my eyes from his
cock. I knew I should be looking at him but I could swear I saw his cock
getting even fatter. Was he getting hard? “But, if you just some faggot
bitch who wants dick in her cunt, which honey – you got all over” he ran
his hand down my face which had Charlie’s cum on it, “Then you just climb
aboard.

He sat down in his breakfast chair. As he ate, his dick was getting harder
and harder. I couldn’t believe it. I was staring. Drool might as well
have been dripping out of my mouth. It started to get erect. I started to
feel a panic in my chest. I wanted so badly to suck it. Before it got
hard. I wanted to feel the soft monster in my mouth. Still, I should just
get out of here. He said this already counts as a video off my contract.
The camera had filmed the whole thing.

Maybe it was because I was just too horny to think, maybe it was because I
tasted Charlie’s piss on my breath and thought I couldn’t really look much
worse. Maybe it was because Willie was right. This is just how it was
meant to be. I just knew I wanted that thick pole up my butt. I wasn’t
really thinking as I walked over and began sucking the cock which was
getting harder and harder. All conscious thought had exited my head as I
sucked his perfect tool until it was rock hard. I looked up and saw his
thick hulking frame flexing. He was covered in a thin layer of sweat which
left the hair on his round stomach matted against his skin. “See, you’ll
never be able to help it. Eventually the time is going to come when you
have to decide whether or not to stay here and get dicked day in and day
out or to go back to your old life. The decision is the same every time.
In a way you’ve already made it.”

I stood up, preparing to straddle him, our faces together but Willie had
different plans. “I’m fucking eating bitch. Not to mention you got
Charlie’s load on your face. He spun me around and I could feel his huge
dick pressed against the inside of my butt cheeks. For some reason it felt
less classy if I wasn’t facing him. I guess class didn’t really factor
into the equation at this point. Willie had pushed the thong aside and was
now poking at the entrance of my pussy which just wanted to be filled with
cock of any shape and size. Willie tugged me back shoving four or five
inches of his dick into my pussy all at once.

The noise I made I have never made before or after. Actually I’ve never
heard anybody make it. It was a sort of panicked grunt/squeal. The wind
was knocked out of me. But Willie continued to pull me down. I cried
loudly “Please stop daddy. You’re going to rip my pussy.”

“It’s not going to fucking rip,” he slapped my hands away, which were
holding onto his wrists for support, I sank further onto his dick. I tried
as best I could to support my weight with my feet, which helped a little.
“Good now hold it there for a second.”

Sweat was pouring down my body. I wanted dick but this was simply too big
for my ass. I was almost in a state of shock as he tugged his cock back
out then pushed it back in. My legs were shaking as he tugged me up and
down over his dick. I must have been like a toy to him. He reached
forward bringing a forkful of eggs to his face. I closed my eyes, he was
fucking eating? I had never even done something this mean to a girl. He
pulled me up and down on his dick, every now and then painkilling poking it
deeper.

Still something had changed. I could feel in me the deep pleasure that all
of this was about. The reason I could no longer think straight. Charlie
began to talk, “By the way bitch, I saw the video you made last night.
Good work.” I was being taped when I was with papi and daddy. “I realize
it was a double feature,” he prodded his thick cock deep in me causing me
to moan with a shudder “but it only counts as one.” I was still moaning
when suddenly I felt his legs against me.

I looked back and he was smiling “Nice work bitch, but now you’re really
gonna have to take it.” As I basked in the glow of having his entire cock
in me, he immediately pulled it out about half way and slammed me back down
on it. This repeated painfully for a while until I was again moaning like
a bitch in heat. “Tell daddy you like his dick bitch.” He pumped up and
down as I yelled.

“Yes daddy yes daddy.” I could feel his thick dick punching up against my
bladder. I thought of my stomach which was full of Charlie’s pee. I just
felt so full. I relaxed my pussy completely and realized piss was
dribbling out of my tiny shriveled cock. “Oh daddy.” It felt so good. I
couldn’t stop pissing as Willie pumped in and out of my pussy.

He didn’t even care as piss dribbled down my legs onto his. He just kept
pumping me. The piss continued to dribble out until it came to a stop.
Willie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me back painfully by my hair,
“You gonna take daddy’s load up the pooper bitch?”

I just moaned loudly “Yes daddy, put it in my pussy. I want to have your
babies.”

Willie kept pumping me deep, bouncing my tiny frame up and down over his
cock, “haha, forgot to mention that. With you counts, you think it’s just
the fag thing. You think you’re in it just for the dick, but for some
reason, the more dick you get, the more you become like a woman.
eventually, you’ll be just like the rest of those bitches, begging me to
spring for a boob job so they can let guys rub on their titties when they
fuck em.”

My eyes were closed. All I could think of was my pussy which was on fire
as daddy pumped in and out. My tiny dick was spasming, soft as usual,
dripping in cum. I was writhing in Willie’s arms. “Hurr come’s bitch.”
When he started cumming I could feel it deep in me, it was so hot. He
pulled me off, my feat now firmly planted on the floor, bent over his empty
breakfast plate. He tugged his cock so that it was almost out, then
slammed it back in, his cum still spraying my pussy with splooge. I could
feel him squishing around in there. When I finally came to a stop he
jiggled me around in his lap for a couple minutes. I felt so ashamed.
“Now, this is the part where you start feeling all ashamed and usually ask
to have time to yourself.” He was so right about everything. “But that
aint gonna happen bitch.” I looked over at the camera which had caught
everything. “Ask me what’s gonna happen bitch.”

I figured the sooner I asked the sooner I could leave, “What’s gonna happen
daddy?” My eyes were shut as his softening cock slicked in and out of my
open chute.

“You’re gonna get down on your fucking knees, pussy facing the audience,
and you’re gonna clean up my fucking cock. Then you’re gonna sit down in
that chair and have the breakfast I cooked for ya and listen to an offer I
want to make you.”

I knew he was right. I knew I was going to do it. When he finished
talking, I stood up, his cock slopping out and a small pool of cum sliding
out after it. I got down on my hands and knees, my gaping pussy facing the
camera, and took his soft cock into my mouth. I tried to suck it as far as
I could go, but I couldn’t get much in. I couldn’t believe I had just
taken this mammoth in my pussy. I couldn’t imagine what I looked like back
there. He pushed my back down so my ass was arching up toward the camera.
Cum was dribbling down my legs as I shoveled cum from the base of his cock
into the sides of my mouth. I licked up and down the shaft until he was
clean.

“Good, now get some breakfast and listen up.” I stood up and sat down,
wishing he’d turn the camera off. I reached over and grabbed my panties
off the floor which I realized had been covered in cum that had dripped out
of my ass. I pulled the panties on and sat back down. At least now you
couldn’t see a constant stream of semen coming out of my ass. I ate
mechanically just trying not to think to much as I listened to willie’s
proposition.

“So you’re making good progress. You’ve already made five videos since
signing your contract.”

Suddenly something occurred to me that I couldn’t remember how many videos
I had signed up for. I swallowed the food in my mouth and asked meekly
“How many videos did I sign up for?”

I looked into his eyes as he smiled, “Thirty bitch.” Shit! 30 videos. I
remembered that moment of impulse, now regretting it. Back when I thought
I’d be fucking girls 30 had seemed like a piece of cake. Now that I knew
that I would be taking it the ass or worse, 30 seemed like a ton. Willie
continued, “I mean I ain’t never had someone sign up for that many.” I
blushed, shoveling the rest of the food in my mouth. I didn’t want to look
him in the eye. I was already thinking what he began to ask me, “So tell
me cunt, you think you can hold out for another 25?” I tried to imagine
how many men I would have to take. My head was spinning. I knew the
camera was still rolling. “What do you think you’re gonna be like after
another 25?”

A tear rolled down my cheek but I refused to cry out loud. I wiped at my
face, embarrassed. I couldn’t imagine getting fucked 26 times. First it
was taking it in the ass, then it was trolling around the trailer park for
dick. I actually let someone piss in my mouth today. I kept thinking of
Nichole and her wrecked pussy. I reached down feeling my open pussy lips
which were red and enflamed. Willie had no pity for me, “I’ll tell you
what, I bet after 30 videos, you’ll be beggin me to getcha a boob job.” I
sobbed. “Hell maybe you’ll have one by then.”

I was crying but I couldn’t move. I needed to hear it all. Willie stood
up and walked over to the couch. He picked up a pair of dirty jeans,
smelled them, then tugged them on, buttoning them up. He put on a wife
beater and sat down at the table lighting up a fat cigar. He blew smoke
over my naked body. “But listen, I’ll make you a deal.”

I looked up at him. “How would you like to knock three out all at once?”
I looked up at him, interested. But he wanted to hear me say it. “Alright
if you ain’t interested.”

I yelped out, “Yes I’m interested. What do I have to do?”

Willie smiled, “You have to let six guys fuck you at once.” I thought of
it. I thought of what it would be like pleasuring six of those fat cocks.
Part of me didn’t want to do it. I couldn’t imagine what my butthole would
be like after being plugged by six guys. But another part of me knew that
I’d get fucked by at least that many anyways. Might as well knock out as
many as possible.

“OK what do I have to do?” Willie just laughed.

“I fucking knew you would. I bet I could have said anything and you would
have agreed. Even cheap hookers aren’t this fucking stupid.” I sat as he
made fun of me. He swigged out of a beer can he had just pulled from the
fridge. “I already got it all set up, I figured there was no way your
faggot ass was gonna say no.”

“OK so can we get started?”

“Hold your horses. Eager young thing aren’t’ you?’ He laughed. I was
eager. I wanted to get this over with. I felt like there was no getting
around it, just grit your teeth and get through it. But I could feel that
crazy feeling in my stomach. The one that was half fear have pleasure
anticipating what was to come.

“Who’s it gonna be?” I wondered who the six men were that were gonna plug
me.

“The two black guys who plugged you last night?” I remembered daddy and
papi. “I grabbed those two. I got Charlie to agree.” I remembered how
huge charlie’s cock was. I felt proud knowing I could probably take him to
the base as long as it was in my pussy. A strange thought occurred to me.
I wanted the girls to see it, so they knew how good i was. I shook it off
as he continued, “The mexican guy – that’s ramone.” I remembered him.
“Then there’s Russ and me.” I had been counting.

“Who’d the sixth?”

“You don’t know him.” I thought, yeah I don’t know him. And soon he’d
probably be tearing my pussy apart in a gang bang with a bunch of big burly
trailer men, all with huge cocks.

“We’ll let’s go.” I stood up and walked toward the door, cum gushing down
my legs. Willie followed behind me holding the camera over his shoulder.

Willie led me to a trailer way on the other side of the park. As we
walked, my mind was unusually calm, considering what I was about to do.
Six guys, all hung like horses I might add, are about to turn me out. I
thought of Nichole’s sagging pussy, and wondered what state mine would be
in when this was all over.

I clenched my teeth as we stepped into the trailer. All the guys were
there. My heart was pounding as Willie set up the camera. The guys were
passing around a joint and they let me take a few hits. There was a bottle
of whiskey on the table next to me. I looked at one of the black men, I
don’t know why, and asked “Can I have some.”

“Sure bitch.” I went to reach for it but Russ just picked it up and tilted
it into my mouth. I started choaking on it but quickly swallowed anyway.
Charlie, still stinking to high heaven, smiled “She seemed to be a better
chugger when she was gulping down my piss this morning.”

Finally he let up and I took deep breaths, coughing as I felt the liquor
burn the inside of my throat. I took another hit from the joint and the
men made me finish it. I was horny as hell and wanted to get things going.
The butterflies in my stomach were crazy and I was completely turned on. I
kneeled on the ground waiting for someone to step up. “Well?”

Charlie steppe forward and hung his cock in front of my face. “Beg us for
it.” I knew that there was no point in rejecting his request. They could
tell me to do whatever they wanted, it was their movie.

Still there was some sincerity to my voice, “Please fuck me. I need cock.
I’ll take it all. Please just fuck me.” A few of the men had their cocks
in their hands, pumping them, getting hard. Charlie stepped forward and
plugged my mouth with his huge cock head. I sucked on it, letting myself
go as I felt the buzz course through my system. Before I knew it, there
were five huge cocks dangling in a circle about my head. I grabbed one of
the thick black cocks and began sucking. With my hands I beat off the
other black guy and what I knew was Willie’s cock. Every now and then I’d
switch off. Russ was being left out so he squeezed his cock in with the
black guy’s.

My lips were now stretched by two cocks that were pushing in and out, both
men moaning. I could see the camera, knowing it could see me. Behind me I
felt something against my butt hole. I knew it was Charlie by the size.
He began sliding in. “Bitch is still loose from the last fuck she got
Willie”

Willie just laughed as I jerked him, “What can I say I tear the pussy up.”
I moaned as I felt Charlie’s foot long cock plunge into me. It felt like
he poked my organs as he pumped in and out. I was switching back and fort
with the cocks around my head. I sucked them off continuously. Charlie
was humping me hard and fast. I felt him begin to spurt inside me, adding
his load to the one left earlier by Willie. I moaned loudly, two cocks in
my mouth and two in my hands. One of the cocks in my mouth began spewing
and before long the other cock spewed too. My mouth was overflowing with
cum. I was panting and slowly jerking the two in my hands, feeling
Charlie’s massive tool at the base in my pussy, still pulsing cum out.

Charlie slid his cock out and cum poured onto the floor. Jerome stood up
and walked behind me, pointing his cock up my chute. He slid up with ease
and began pounding in an out of me. “This shit ain’t no good. It’s all
stretched out.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Suddenly I thought
of Nichole again and wondered if my pussy would be like hers now. I
thought about how everyone was saying I was falling into this a lot faster
than everyone else. “Fucking cunt, don’t even feel good to fuck you.” I
didn’t want him to stop though.

Still, I panicked when I heard russ say,” I know how we can tighten her
up.” I was still sucking the softening cum soaked cocks in my mouth,
trying to clean them both at once. I felt a shooting pain at the entrance
to my pussy. I looked down and saw russ hovering over me. He was
squeezing his cock in with jerome’s.

I was screaming “Please don’t. Please don’t you’re gonna ruin my pussy.”
The pain was excruciating but still, I had this image in my head of shit
running down my legs because my asshole just hangs open all the time. Both
of the cocks were pistoning out and both men were moaning loudly. I was
moaning too, in both pleasure and pain. I was almost whimpering when
Jerome started to cum. I felt his body flex against me. Russ began to cum
soon after, his cock slicked by jerome’s load.

Both men pumped into me. I was practically crying when they pulled out. I
felt another massive cock go in. I prepared myself for another fucking. I
heard Willie say, “Well I’ll be dambed.”

Jerome asked, “You feel that bitch?”

I just grunted as he pushed it in further, “yeah I feel it.”

“That’s my fucking hand.” I jerked my head back and realized he was up to
his wrist in my pussy. I nearly passed out when I realized my pussy was
now wide enough to accommodate Jerome’s massive fist. “Yeah you gonna be
useless for a while.”

I was crying loudly as Ramone, the mexican guy, began humping my face. He
jerked my face over his cock for about fifteen minutes. I was limp,
allowing myself to be manhandled. My pussy was so big. Would men even
want to fuck me anymore? Why the hell do I care? Damn it. I heard the
trailer door open behind me.

Willie announced loudly, “We have our sixth.” I turned around and saw the
worst thing I could possibly imagine. Nichole was standing above me,
staring down at my pussy as I sucked Ramone’s cock. Ramone began cumming
and I drank as much as I could, until he pulled out and started shooting
all over my face.

“Umm I think there’s a mistake, I don’t”

“You don’t what?” Nichole laughed. “You think you’re fucking high and
mighty but now look at you. Your pussy hanging open just taken six cocks?
You know how many times I’ve taken six cocks.” I didn’t want to hear this.
I looked down at the ground. “No times. Never. Even I’m not that big a
whore.”

I thought of Nick, the boy behind the girlish figure in front of me. He
tugged down his pants and his tiny cock hung in front of him, completely
shriveled. “Now go ahead and suck my dick.” I was humiliated but I sucked
it, like he said, it got hard, but it felt so small in my mouth compared to
what I was used to. The humiliation of getting facefucked by nichole was
almost more than I could bear. She finally jerked off the rest of her
small cock on my face. Then she turned around and walked out of the room.

I sat covered in cum, hating myself for what I had done. But It seemed
clear these men weren’t done. I felt two new cocks slide into my pussy and
gritted my teeth, knowing I was in for a long morning.

 

Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2012 13:55:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: ‘Trailer Park Porn Star Part 2’ (authoritarian / college / interracial)

The men continued to fuck me and my body was soaked in sweat but before
long all I could think of was getting more cock. I was in a complete
frenzy. I was babbling as the men shoved their dicks in me. Sometimes I
had two in me, sometimes on each end. I whined as they fucked me but they
all knew. I was in heaven. I let them continue to pump me full of cum and
my eyes were rolling back in my head.

At one point I had Willie and Charlie both trying to shove their huge cocks
into my pussy. I was crying loudly but I didn’t want them to stop. I knew
they were stretching my pussy, that it would never be the same after this.
But I still wanted it. Willie held a phone up against the side of my face.
I was still whimpering and the men around me were moaning. I felt a sharp
slap on my head, “Tell them what a little whore you are for cock now.”

I spit the cock out of my mouth to speak, wondering who this was. “I’m
such a little whore for cock. I’m a faggot whore and want nothing more
than to be fucked in my big pussy all day and all night for the rest of my
life by big black penises.” My voice was quacking with the pounding I was
getting, my cock was shooting liquid down onto the floor as I spoke. “I’m
just a little bitch for daddy dick. Just put it in my pussy please.” I
was grunting awkwardly into the phone.

I heard a familiar voice, “What the fuck? Roy?! What the hell is this a
joke?” I realized they had called my best friend at school. As the men
around me moaned, and I’ll admit, as I continued to wimpier, he realized it
was not a joke. All I heard him say was, “Fucking faggot,” before Willie
snapped the phone shut. I knew I should be worried about my best friend
hearing me getting turned out by six men, but I just wanted more dick.

Willie and Charlie both shot at the same time into my pussy. I moaned
loudly as a few of the other men, including Ramone jerked off onto my face.
As we came down, I realized I was covered in cum. My whole body was
shaking. Willie stood up, pushing me onto the ground, where I lay dazed
for a moment. I reached over and weakly pulled my panties over my legs,
but it was pointless, everything was dripping in cum. I just sort of lay
there, my panties pulled up around my knees, panting. I could feel the
lens of the camera on me. I was so embarrassed.

The last thing I wanted to do was think about what had just happened with
my friend. I just wanted to keep my mind off of it. In a strange way, I
knew that cock was the only way to do that. Besides I had more videos to
shoot. No more crying. I dutifully looked up at Willie, waiting for his
command.

A few of the men had wandered out. I knew better than to feel back to
check my pussy. It was probably so slack that it’d just make me cry. When
Willie started to speak, I looked up at him, “Alright bitch, I’m gonna
propose a little wager.” I had a bad feeling about this. My ears
definitely perked up when he said, “How would you like to get out of your
contact? We can rip it up right now.” He reached into a nearby drawer and
pulled out my contract.

I sat up quickly, “What do I have to do?” I could feel the cum on me. The
camera was still filming but i was listening closely.

Willie laughed. “I think an important lesson for every new young faggot is
accepting how weak and pathetic they are. I’m going to go out on a limb
with you but I have a feeling this is going to work in my favor.” I
dreaded what he would tell me was his plan, but at the same time, I thought
of getting out of my contract, going home. Putting this nightmare behind
me.

I looked at him. He had pulled a pair of athletic shorts on. He looked
damn sexy. “What do you mean?”

“OK here’s the deal. I’m going to call a friend of mine in here. His
name’s donkey.” I thought of the insinuation. I wondered immediately
about his cock. Was that why they call him Donkey. I snapped back into
it, realizing I had to pay close attention. “Here’s the deal, I’m gonna
bring him in here and you’re going to have to give him a lap dance.” This
wasn’t bad at all.

“So what’s the wager?”

Willie looked me dead in the eye, “The wager is this darlin. I bet you
can’t give him a lap dance for ten minutes without begging him to fuck you.
I bet, in under ten minutes, he’ll have his dick up your ass and you’ll
have asked for it.”

I considered what he was saying. He was right. I probably would. I
seemed so out of control. Once I was in the heat of the moment I couldn’t
do anything. But seriously, if I couldn’t do this to just get the hell out
of here who knows what I could be turned into. I had already sunk beyond
low. I looked up at Willie, “OK but what if I lose?”

Willie loved this “WHEN you lose, and by lose lets be clear we mean you
getting speared like a shish kabob, you have to get a little procedure
done.” My stomach turned. Procedure? Willie continued, “The fact is
we’ve already slipped you a few hormones, so before long you’d start growin
some titties anyway but the fact is, the men here prefer big ones.” My
head was spinning. Was he saying what I think he was saying. He looked at
me. “I mean with the hormones your gonna be a small C at best” I was so
confused. “You have to get a boob job. Double D’s to be specific”

I couldn’t believe what he was proposing. A boob job? I thought of the
other girls. How ridiculous they looked with their huge tits and tiny
dicks. “How… I don’t… I mean I can’t…” I couldn’t do this. But
still, all I had to do was control myself and I’d be home free. It was all
up to me. I just had to keep my head and give the guy a lap dance.
Knowing what was at stake, there was no way I’d let this Donkey guy fuck
me. Still, “Who would do the procedure?”

Willie smiled, ” Fucking slut. Ha ha You’re in So you know nichole?” I
hadn’t agreed to anything yet, but still I nodded. “We’ve got a little
surprise. We’re having a doctor come in, gonna make it official with her.”
I was confused. “He’s gonna make her a real pussy.” I blushed, thinking
of Nick now a woman. I thought of myself with big D sized breasts. “He
can slap a pair of tits on you this afternoon.”

I gritted my teeth. I had to do this. I could be home by the end of the
night. I just nodded, “OK, OK.” I reached my hand out to shake his.

He just laughed “I ain’t shaking your hand cunt.” Then he yelled. “Donkey!”
I was telling myself over and over to keep calm. To get through this and
get out of here. A huge black man stepped in from the outside as Willie
took a seat in a chair behind the camera. He was like a mountain, easily
pushing 300 lbs.

The man had a huge body. He was covered in dark hair. He had a shiny bald
head and he was wearing just some underwear and a wife beater. I knew his
huge dick was hanging down in the pouch in front of him. He sat on the
couch in the frame and Willie simply said, “Go.”

I was actually looking forward to it. I climbed forward and straddled the
huge man in front of me. I started to worry when he lit up a huge blunt.
I began grinding my ass over Donkey’s huge basket. I was soaked in cum. It
was dripping out of my ass onto his bulge. But Donkey didn’t seem to care.
He just kept blowing smoke at my face. I felt like I was sitting there,
lolling around in this huge black man’s lap for so long. I looked over to
see Willie standing behind the camera. “Only two minutes cunt.” He
laughed as I absently pulled the sopping panties down my legs.

Why was I doing this? I should have just kept them on. Now I could feel
the wet sticky cloth over his cock pushing against my wide open pussy.
Still, something told me the dick underneath me was going to stretch me out
even more. As it hardened I felt like I was sitting higher on Donkey. It
pushed my butt cheeks apart painfully. Donkey didn’t even ask. I couldn’t
help myself. I reached down and pushed down his underwear. He kicked them
off across the room. I humped his stomach naked, feeling his cock rub
around on my ass.

I wanted his cock in me so bad. It was so hot. I was barely conscious as
we ground our sweaty, cum soaked bodies against each other. Donkey was
grabbing at my tits, cupping them and pinching them like they were a woman.
“Yeah she’s definitely gonna look better with a good set of jugs.” I
suddenly remembered what was on the line. Part of me was scared shitless
at having forgotten at all. I considered my position and realized I was
about to sit down on this man’s dick. That would have meant losing the
bet. That would mean me getting a boob job and god knows what else.

The blunt was burning low and Donkey stopped blowing smoke on me. He ashed
it next to him and took a long pull from a 40 oz beer bottle. I looked
over at Willie who announced “half way point bitch.”

I moaned, feeling butterflies fill my stomach. You may not be a able to
understand but was really getting scared. Half way? I felt like I had
been here forever. I was losing track as my stoned mind drifted in and
out. Donkey was grinding against my pussy and I felt almost like I was
falling asleep. Suddenly I snapped out of my stupor and realized Donkey’s
cock was positioned at the entrance of my pussy. I reached below and
marveled at how thick his dick was. Precum coated it completely. It had
to be massive. My hand slipped around. It was just absurd how big it was.
I thought of how badly I wanted it in my hole. I mean, i didn’t even know
a cock could be this big and here one was and I could get fucked by it if i
wanted to. I looked down into Donkey’s eyes. He almost seemed kind when
he said “Come on girl. Just let me in.”

He pulled my head down and kissed me on the mouth. I melted into him and
as I felt his thick tongue pushing against mine, his stubble rubbing
against my face, I could taste the beer he had just drank no his tongue.
Still I loved every minute. He kissed me passionately and I felt my pussy
begin to almost vibrate. I had no idea what was happening. Donkey broke
our kiss and whispered into my ear, “You’ve almost taken half of me bitch.”
My eyes widened in a panic. My tiny cock was pinned between Donkey’s fat
stomach and me but if it was visible I bet it would have shrunk about 100
times instantaneously. He was in my pussy! He pushed in further and I
gasped, my mind racing. I thought of what this meant. I clamped my legs
around him. He was so big and strong.

As Donkey continued fondling at my breasts my mind wandered trying to
picture what it would be like to have boobs there. I wanted to cry but
Donkey, who at first seemed so warm and gentle, was now thrusting in and
out of me. I could feel it coming over me, my inner slut that now ruled my
life. My inner slut that just got herself a pair of tits. I didn’t even
care. My dick was tiny and useless between my legs. There was no point
resisting it anymore. My life was over. In just a matter of days I had
become a completely subservient tranny whore for big cocks.

It actually felt amazing, giving in for that moment, to what was to come.
I knew soon I would regret this, I knew that I would hate myself for it.
But in this moment, I knew this is what needed to happen. That my days of
fucking women were behind me. I now lived to pleasure real men like the
one below me.” I began to clamp my pussy over Donkey’s cock and before
long I was moaning like a veteran whore. “Yeah Donkey. Fuck me. Fuck your
little sissy bitch.” He was bouncing me up and down in his lap laughing,
my body shaking as his did. “Please daddy please. Do you like my pussy?”

I just let everything roll off my tongue. Donkey was laughing below me,
“Yeah cunt I like dis pussy.” For a man of his size, he had a great rhythm
to how he moved. He rocked me back and forth over his cock, bucking up
against me. I could barely see I was in so much pleasure. He lifted me
up, his massive cock still half in my pussy, and rotated me so I was facing
away from him. He got me on my knees on the floor and then scooted off the
couch.

I could feel his massive weight as he pounded me. I moaned loudly “Yeah
daddy yeah daddy.”

Donkey grabbed my hair roughly “Yeah bitch. You gonna look good with that
titty job.” I moaned, his dick causing me to see only white. “You gonna
get some nice titties. All them other girls gonna be jealous. but you
gonna get them cuz you special.” I moaned loudly. “You excited girl?”

“I moaned, yes daddy i’m excited. Will you titty fuck me?” I had no more
rational thought left. All I was was my insatiable craving for cock.
Donkey pulled me back against him and pulled me roughly up and down on his
dick. He was slamming me up and down. I felt so good, but I sort of felt
sick. Donkey’s dick was literally jamming me in the guts with every
thrust.

Willie held a clipboard in front of me, as I moaned uncontrollably. “Your
release form. A deal is a deal.” I was in so much heat I just signed the
paper. It didn’t matter what it said. I would do anything they wanted
now. I was their bitch.

I knew Donkey was about to cum and suddenly the thought creeped in my
head. – here comes the part where I regret it all. I didn’t want it to
end. Still I was glad when I felt Donkey begin to spray into me. I was
lucky I couldn’t get pregnant because my bowels were literally swimming
with Donkey’s cum.

I squelched loudly on and off of his thick cock moaning like a whore. My
whole body was shaking by the time I stopped. Before I could move, Donkey
grabbed me and sat me next to him on the couch, then he pulled my ass up
roughly bending it toward my head so I could see my pussy. “See that
bitch?” I looked at it. It was huge. It looked like you could pass a
baby through it, well if it wasn’t dripping in cum. As I looked on in
terror my pathetic dick started shooting between my legs. That made Donkey
laugh. My heart started beating incredibly fast as the reality of what was
going on set in.

I felt Donkey’s massive cock resting on the back of my head and heard
Willie laughing, “Hell, good thing she’s gonna be in recovery for the next
few days, her pussy’s damn ruined anyway.” Donkey farted loudly. I was
crying when I started to black out. It had all just been too much.
Exhaustion washed over me Right before I lost consciousness I remembered
they had said the doctor was coming here, to do nichole’s pussy. I didn’t
want a boob job but I couldn’t keep my eyes open. “Well Donkey looks like
you fucked her unconscious.”

This is incredibly embarrassing but the last conscious thought I remember
having was that I hoped the plastic surgeon who was doing my tits would be
able to do something about my pussy. I knew it was pathetic, lying there
well-fucked and dripping in cum, but still, I didn’t want a broken pussy.
Suddenly, having lost my one opportunity at salvation from this whole
ordeal, I was unconscious.
*********************************************************************************************

The next few days were a blur. I was in a state of semi consciousness,
zonked out of my mind on pain killers and sleeping meds. One morning I
awoke and realized my hands were strapped to the bed and I had a bandana
around my eyes so I couldn’t see anything. I lay there, breathing heavily.
The soreness I had been feeling the last few days had faded and I stretched
out, tugging at my hands to try to sit up.

Something felt different. I slowly began to piece together everything that
had happened up to this point. My mind raced through, and I remembered all
the cocks I had been taking the past few days. My head was still woozy
from the pain meds. I remembered getting fucked by six cocks in a row. I
thought of Donkey and his absurd cock. Suddenly I froze. I remembered my
wager with Willie. I remembered how I could have gotten free but instead
allowed, no begged Donkey to fuck me.

I felt a finger running between my thighs. I heard Willie’s voice, “Sorry
– you’ve been out for a while now.” His hand was playing with my pussy.
“Had the doctor fix this up so your nice and tight again.” I felt a pang
of happiness run through me. I remembered how stretched my pussy was.
“Listen, I’m gonna tie your hands behind your back and then I’m gonna take
you to a party.” His fingers pumped at my tight pussy which was completely
hairless.

I felt my hands being untied, then tied behind my back. Willie whispered
in my ear, “So you aren’t gonna be growin any hair anymore. I had it all
layered off yas. I mean let’s face it, with all the hormones I’ve pumped
into you, you’re more woman than you are man now.” He spoke matter of
factly. I tried to take it as an insult. Taking it as a fact was just too
hard. He walked and my legs were wobbly as I walked out of the trailer
into the night. I could tell the sun wasn’t out. Willie was talking, I
think he was drunk “Me and some of the fellas playin poker. Need a cunt.
Had the girls do your make up”

I was pushed roughly up the stairs into a trailer. I could hear tons of
voices. I knew there had to be at least ten men in here. The smell of men
and even cock filled the room. I was wondering to myself how long I’d been
out when everyone started clapping. Willie spoke aloud “So what do you
think boys? Big improvement.” The guys were all oohing and ahhing. I was
turned on, thinking of what they were looking at.

The blindfold was ripped off me and I realized I was standing in the middle
of a well lit trailer in front of a camera, a bunch of men of different
races sitting around drinking and playing cards. I saw some thick cocks
poking out and other men just sitting in their underwear. I looked around
and was honestly happy to see Donkey. He didn’t have his cock out but my
pussy twitched just remembering the fucking he gave me before I blacked
out. Willie said, “like your new tattoo?”

I looked down and nearly passed out. The first thing I noticed was that I
had a set of massive tits on my chest barely held in place by a skimpy red
bra stretched grotesquely over my tits. They were huge, almost cartoonish.
The kind of tits you’d see on some trashy porn star, never in real life.
Now it made sense why my back hurt from just my short walk. I felt for my
cock but it was shriveled up into my body. More than one man started
stroking as I rubbed my hands over my huge breast, wanting to cry. I
looked behind me and Willie was holding a mirror. I bent over and realized
he had tattooed my back right above my ass “Daddy’s Gurl.”

I couldn’t believe it. Daddy’s Gurl. Not even spelled right. But what
did it matter. I was in way to far now. My life was never going to be the
same now. I never wanted to be a woman but now I’d be lucky to be one.
Instead i was some perv sissy who nobody outside this trailer park would
ever want to fuck. I thought of all the girls I had fucked back when I was
a straight male. I thought of what they would think if they could see me
now.

I was naked from the waist down but for some reason that seemed right given
that i barely had a cock to speak of. I looked down at the skimpy red bra
i had on. Honestly A week ago – maybe more (how much time had passed?) – I
would have probably found it hot. Now the idea of my dick getting hard was
laughable – I lived instead to feed my pussy.

Speaking of my pussy, I ran my hand down there and felt it. It was tight
alright. I bent over in front of the mirror Willie was holding and
ghasped. They had sewn it up or something but the way it had healed – it
looked like a vagina! I rubbed it softly, it felt good. Now this you
might think would freak me out but there was no way anyone could see this,
well anyone who wasn’t watching online. Still – I was glad it was there.
It felt right that my pussy should look like a pussy. Anything else it
might be used for was secondary.

Donkey stood up and set a pair of high heeled shoes gently on the floor in
front of me. I blushed when he looked at me and smiled. I remembered his
passionate kiss, the one that made me lose control and sink down onto his
massive cock, sealing my fate as a trainee. I stepped forward and put them
on. They forced my stature up so my ass jutted out. A few of the men
whistled. I was turned on.

Suddenly Willie spoke loudly so everyone could here. “So this is the
moment we’ve all been waiting for.” I looked at him, seeing myself in the
mirror from the front. I had these massive tits and red lip stick on that
made me look like, well a cheap transvestite. My hair was still short so I
didn’t even really pass. I just looked like a pathetic guy who had allowed
himself to be fucked silly and ended up getting a boob job. Which I guess
was the case.

“Now we all know that you have a habit of signing contracts you haven’t
read and your latest was no exception.” I was confused. He held out a
stack of papers and I vaguely remembered signing something. In my defense
Donkey was fucking my brains out and I was barely conscious of anything so
even holding a pen was an achievement. Still, what could possibly be in
there? I was already pretty much fucked. Still, I braced myself for the
worst. “However, as you should have known, you are now contractually
obligated to choose from one of two options.” He paused. I was honestly
shocked when he tossed me my car keys, “Option one, walk out of this
trailer right now and get in your car and go home. You will receive full
payment on your contract and will no longer be obligated to shoot videos
with our company. No questions asked” I stared down at my car keys in
shock.

Willie paused, probably to allow me to fathom what he was offering. I
couldn’t believe it. Don’t get me wrong. Everything I said about hating
myself, wishing I hadn’t ended up here, it was true. But to be honest,
leaving was something I didn’t really consider as an option. I realized I
was absentmindedly rubbing one of my tits as I considered the absurdity of
going home. I was remembering how everyone said I was meant to be here,
how I took to this faster than anyone had before. For some reason, as
Willie continued speaking, the last thing I thought of was how my tits were
bigger than any other girl in the camp. Suddenly the hungry look on
everyones face made a bit more sense.

“Option two – you agree to stay on as a salaried employee of our
organization for a full year. Your salary will be in the form of room and
board only,” he stopped reading the official language of the form and said
in his hillbilly accent “the likes a which you done seen arready” everyone
laughed. He was talking about the trannie trailer. That cot that I had
slept on that night after I had been fucked silly. I felt a sudden pang of
guilt when I realized I had spent only one night in the trannie trailer.
One night. I arrived in the morning, sucked and fucked four different men
by night fall then woke up the next morning to drink piss, suck dick and
eventually get fucked by eight or so different men. And don’t forget,
before passing out I agreed to a boob job. Willie was still talking, “You
will receive no financial reimbursement of any kind and you will be
contracted as entertainment for anybody and everybody who may come through
this
camp.”

I got wet considering what he meant. I would essentially be whoring myself
out to this entire trailer park and any of their friends they may want to
invite. But still, it had its perks. The men here had cocks that were
beyond average cocks. I mean, I was a straight male and after only two
days I had tits and took it up the ass a dozen times. It was a mind fuck.
I didn’t understand why this was an option. Why wouldn’t I just walk away?
The answer was obvious. i couldn’t go back.

I began to think about what I had thought earlier, just drive your problems
out of your mind. And the best way to do that was by getting some cock,
which I happened to be surrounded with right now. I wish they would just
let me fuck a few guys. My tight pussy was twitching for some dick and
part of me wanted to try out my new tits. I just sort of mumbled, staring
at Donkey’s bulging shorts. My new pussy probably couldn’t take him. He’d
be too big. It wasn’t like it was after those six men fucked me like a
train. Willie laughed when I mumbled “What was that faggot?”

I blushed. I wanted to see my tits. I really wished I could see what was
underneath this bra. I had to get some dick. The only way to do that was
going to be to agree with Willie’s stupid contract. In a strange way, I
knew it was the only option anyways. I wasn’t the same anymore. It wasn’t
the fact that my friends and family would never understand why I suddenly
got tits, even though that would be a major problem. The truth is, I knew
something had been turned on inside me that couldn’t be turned off. I knew
I needed cock. I needed a ton of cock, way more than most people needed
it. The truth is, given what I was, I wasn’t really sure how I would get
cock. And I had such a large supply of it here.

My mind was spinning and I tossed Willie my keys and just yelled “I’ll stay
just give me some dick please.” I giggled after I said it and realized, I
hadn’t spoken yet. My voice was high. Way higher than usual. A big man I
hadn’t met yet walked up to me and picked me up. He was latino, with a
huge belly and a mustache. He had flecks of grey in his hair. His body
was thickly built and muscular from hard labor. He had is hairy arm
wrapped around my narrow waste and my huge titties were smushed against his
face awkwardly. He loved it. He took me over to the couch and set me
down. I clawed like a crack addict at his jeans, loosening his belt then
lowering the zipper. I pulled his pants down and saw he had no underwear
on.

His cock was a pipe, thick and long. I slurped it into my mouth, now a
trained cocksucker, and began blowing him like a pro. He was rubbing on my
titties and i was moaning loudly. He tugged his cock out of my mouth,
dripping in saliva, and pushed me on my back on the couch. he straddled me
and did something that almost made me cum on the spot. My tits were
smushed together by this red bra and he fed his hard pipe in between my
cleavage and began titty fucking me. I didn’t even care that his fat cock
head was repeatedly poking me under the chin, I was in heaven. I had a new
love for my breasts. It was another place I could take a dick. I smiled
into the camera, clearly in heaven, as this chunky latino pumped my chest.

Willie was asking from behind the camera, “Are you a daddy’s girl.” I
moaned loudly “yes I’m a daddy’s girl.” He kept asking and before long I
was yelling it. “I’m a daddy’s girl. Fuck my titties daddy. Please fuck
my titties daddy.” I was moaning loudly when he started to cum. I felt
the area between my titties getting slick as he pumped back and forth.
Suddenly i was covered in cum but he kept pumping coming to a slow stop but
still, every time jabbing me below the jaw with his huge dick. He just
sat, his sweaty hairy ass crack resting against me, his cock slurping in
and out of my tits. When he climbed off all I could think was I wanted
another dick between my tits.

A few of the men looked ready to do it too, but I suddenly interrupted em.
“Wait,” I couldn’t get used to my new high voice, “I still haven’t even
seen my boobs naked,” they laughed ‘I mean I haven’t really even seen my
breasts.”

I heard a deep black voice “Well whatchoo waitin on ho!”

I blushed. It seemed obvious, that they would want me to do it in front of
them. But part of me felt weird. I mean how many people can say the first
time they saw their breasts a bunch of horned up trailer trash men did too.
I decided to speak up, “I just thought, for the first time, I’d do it
alone.”

Now, despite what they turned me into, and despite not being the most
gentle lovers in the sack, these men had always treated me right. I
figured they would understand. Instead I was shocked when Donkey meanly
said, “Fuck faggot, did you pay for them titties.”

The black man who spoke earlier yelled again, “Hookah wanna go see her
titties in the fucking barroom?! somebody get that bra off the bitch.”

They were right. I didn’t pay for them. They really weren’t for me. They
were for them. All of these horny men. I decided they were right. “OK,
fine I’ll do it.” Everybody went quiet. I loved all this attention. I
started to play it up. I felt like such a slut. “You want it big boys?”
I dramatically reached up for a bra strap.

I blushed when a couple of the guys laughed. Iheard someone say quietly
“Stupid slut.” Then someone shhhhed him. I decided to keep on with it.

I looked right in the camera, “Wanna see my titties daddy?” The men jeered
as I rubbed my finger through the cum that was dripping out of my cleavage.
I was whining now, “I wanna show you my titties daddy.” I had stripped
both of the straps down my shoulder but it still wouldn’t pull off since my
tits were so big. I tried to keep on with my little slut act but it
probably looked kind of stupid since my elbows were out and I was fiddling
with the clasp behind my back “I… I…” I had to just ad lib “Will you
fuck my pussy daddy if I show you my titties? Wanna rub on em.”

CLICK – Finally I had it. I suddenly returned more attention to my
performance. As I slowly brought the two sides around my body I pouted my
lips now intentionally talking in as much a girls voice as I could “Will
you and your friends fuck my pussy and my mouth daddy.” I giggled as I
pulled the bra down exposing my tits. I didn’t even look down I was so in
the moment. I just had my naked tits pushed together between my arms. I
was surprised to hear everybody laughing.

I just sort of held my pose but the laughter built and before long everyone
had joined in. I opened my eyes and looked down. First I noticed a set of
pink lips tattooed on one of them but after a second I realized why
everyone was laughing so hard. The nipples, they were on weird or
something. It wasn’t even. I clutched both of them, trying to hold them
up to my face. I was infuriated, if I was going to have tits at least do
it right. Willie was giggling behind the camera. I wanted to scream.
“Well whatcha expect from a plastic surgeon who works out of trailer parks
you dumb cunt?” Everyone died laughing.

Charlie, still stern faced from earlier, stepped forward and held one in
his hand. He reached down and shoved two fingers up my pussy. I moaned.
I wan’t prepared. I was so tight that it actually hurt to take his
fingers. I moaned as he rubbed my tit and his other hand rubbed my ass,
jutting out since I was in the fuck me red heals. He leaned in and kissed
me and I forgot all about my crooked nipples. I didn’t care. I just
kissed him back.

Date: Fri, 2 Nov 2012 22:50:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Take Notice <notice.take@yahoo.com>
Subject: ‘Trailer Park Porn Star Part 3′ (authoritarian / college / interracial)

Anybody who is under 21 should not be reading this. This is completely
fictional. Do what you want people, but here in reality – always use
protection. So you don’t get HIV. Cuz that shit is everywhere… I
received a lot of feedback about parts 1 and 2 of this story. I guess some
people really liked it. I have a couple more ideas but I’d love to hear
suggestions of what wild and depraved things this cock slut should do next.

*****************************************************************************

Probably a week had passed since I had arrived to Willie’s trailer park
(even though it seemed like years ago almost). I was churning out videos
constantly. I joked to one of the girls one night that the tattoo on my
back that says “Daddy’s Gurl” was fitting since I seemed to have so many
daddies. I had grown to love my stupid titties, with their crooked nipples
and gargantuan proportions. To be honest, I couldn’t walk for longer than
15 minutes or so before my back started hurting (fortunately most of my
time now is spent on my back). They were just so huge, definitely bigger
than any natural tits could be. Not to mention, they were round like
balloons and stayed up on my chest nicely, even when I wasn’t wearing a bra
(which was fairly often).

But I loved having a thick cock poking through my titties, lubed up with
precum or my saliva as a man humps my chest, spewing cum onto my chin. I
still hadn’t fucked Donkey since that fateful day when I lost Willie’s bet.
My new pussy was too tight to take him. However, I had a feeling it would
get broken in. Still, I must say, it held up a lot better than my asshole
did. On a couple occasions I took a couple cocks in there together and
when the tapes were done rolling, and the cum was dripping out of me onto
the floor, my pussy seemed to just tighten back up. It was amazing.

One morning, I was laying in Willie’s bed with his dick in my mouth, which
had become a fairly common way for Willie to wake up. I was lying on my
stomach (actually on my boobs) and he had his thick white-hairy legs
resting on my ass and his hands on the sides of my head. He had just blown
a huge morning load into my mouth and while I could take most of it, I
could never take it all if the cock wasn’t down my throat. Willie knew
this and always liked to pull out at the last minute to make sure I got a
little bit on my face. It was annoying to always have to do my make up
again and I acted reluctant, but I secretly liked having his load on my
face.

Willie pulled me roughly down the bed by my head (which was planted on his
cock) as he sat with his back against the wall. He held my head and humped
my face softly with his softening slimy cock (I loved this) as he spoke,
“Bitch I had an idea last night that I need to talk to you about.” I kept
on sucking but looked up into his eyes to let him know I was listening. He
continued, “I was trying to think of a way to spice up the films, to bring
something new for our viewers.” For a second my mind wandered as I thought
to myself, a week ago, I was a viewer. Now I was lying on my titties
drinking cum with Willy humping my mouth. “TV is all about reality these
days. Everyone likes these reality shows. So that’s what I’m going to
give our viewers.”

I wondered to myself, how much more “reality” could things get? He really
did turn me into a bitch on camera for the viewers to see. He turned me
into this cock-crazy cumwhore who was slurping on his cock at this very
second. Still, I was excited to hear what he had to say. I now had
Willie’s wet cock lying across my cum-covered face as I licked his balls
clean, “What were you thinking daddy?” My voice kept getting more and more
high pitched due to the hormones Willy made me take regularly. I don’t
know if it was the hormones or the fact that I was practically 90% female
but my dick had shrunken to be tiny. All you could see was a small little
penis head, almost like a button sticking out. No shaft. It was soft to
the touch (not that it ever got touched – I had no use for it).

“Damn, put my dick back in your mouth girl.” I pushed Willy’s soft cock
back into my mouth. He loved for me to just hold his cock in there after I
had blown him. “Anyways, I was thinking,” he farted loudly, but I didn’t
flinch, “there’s a truckstop near by here, fairly well known for fags and
truck whores. A couple of the guys who live here told me about it. I
guess this is a common area for truckers to stop before they get on the
major highway’s to head out west, so a lot of them show up at the truck
stops in the area looking to fuck.”

I started to worry where this was going. For some reason, the closed
community of the trailer park seemed like a bubble. My parents would be in
Europe for the next few months and didn’t expect to hear from me but I
didn’t want to leave and have to think about how my life was over now.

I still hadn’t forgotten about my friend who had heard me getting fucked on
the phone. I wondered whether or not people had seen the website yet.
Since my titties were so big (even if they were crooked) I became the
“face” of Willy’s porn company (I’m sure my natural enthusiasm for cock
helped too). As a result, all my videos were not only free to all viewers,
but heavily promoted on all of the major gay and tranny porn websites. It
still felt strange calling myself a tranny, but I suppose that was the
keyword everybody online would find me by. That was the word hovering in
the corner of the screen when people watched me bend over and take dicks
into my pussy, sometimes two at a time. I asked Willie, “You want to film
truckers fucking me?” I thought of all the little cocks I would have to
suck. Not like the guys’ here who all had huge dongs.

“No cunt, I want to film me whoring you out to truckers. See what I mean
by the reality bit? It will be a whole series…” I knew there was no use
objecting. Willie pushed me off of him roughly and stood up. Following
the rules of the park, I left the cum he had shot onto me on my face as I
reached over and grabbed a thin red bra, using it to hold only slightly my
missive tits. I had grown accustomed to not wearing bottoms and only
occasionally wore panties. Mostly I just walked around naked from the
waste down, which is how the guys liked me anyways.

I stepped out of Willie’s trailer and went to walk back to my trailer to
get ready but Willie just grabbed me roughly and said “Bitch, you’re ready
now.” He had a camera in his hand and we walked together to my car (which
now, like me and my pussy, belonged to Willie). He sat down in the drivers
seat and I sat in the passenger seat. He turned on the radio and we
listened to music in silence. I was feeling my pussy with one of my hands
as I thought of what was to come.

I was certainly about to get fucked by a bunch of men, probably a lot of
them with no condoms. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever been
fucked with a condom. I didn’t even want to count how many loads I had
taken up into my cunt. In a strange way, the more semen I took into my
pussy, the less I cared about each additional load. What was one more? It
seemed ridiculous at this point to start asking guys to wear condoms.
After all, one of my best qualities was that i can’t get pregnant and guys
can bareback me if they want.

As we neared the truck stop i chewed my nails (which one of the girls had
painted purple) nervously but willy slapped my hand away. He insisted I
grow my nails out like a real woman, so he was trying to break me of the
habit, “I know you’re nervous girl but you’re gonna love this. You’re a
natural born slut. Shit, if you weren’t with us you’d probably be at a
truck stop very similar to this one on your knees sucking some trucker off
right now.”

I wanted to yell, If I wasn’t with you I’d still be in college, with a
future, fucking women. Instead I sat quietly as he continued, “Believe me,
on the way home you’ll thank me. You’ll see. You still haven’t been
fucked by a married man yet. Some of these truckers… shit, talk about
pent up tension.” He had a point. That sounded cool. He laughed,
“pent-up tension that they’ll pay you to drink and take up your chute.”
Willie pinched my ass. I was starting to get horny as we pulled into the
truck stop, which, like everything else in this new world, was exactly the
way Willy wanted it.

As we pulled up, there were no cars there. Willy pulled in and we walked
into the bathroom together. Nobody was around. The place was completely
disgusting. The tiles were yellowing in the grout and the whole place
smelled like stale piss. It had a long trough instead of a urinal. One of
the toilettes in the back was completely clogged up. None of the
graffittied stalls had doors on them. One sink sat below a cracked mirror.
A picture on one of the stalls of a stick figure on his hands and knees
being stuffed with the massive cock of a bigger stick figure told us we
were probably in the right place.

Still nobody had seemed to arrive yet. “Faggot I’m here to pimp that ass
but you gotta sell it. You got me?” I nodded. I admit, I was
disappointed nobody was there yet, and eager to get some cock, having only
had Willy’s this morning, I was far behind schedule. Willy’s little pep
talk in the car had gotten me horny as hell. The tripod set up and camera
rolling, Willy said, “well bitch let’s not waste any time. I’ve got an
idea. While we wait for some johns to come fuck you, entertain our viewers
by trying to use the urinal.”

I looked at the camera. I looked down at my hairless legs and said “I
can’t.” I had done tons of humiliating things on camera now. Shit, with
all the footage of me online, there were probably people out there who
understood more about my transformation to slut-dom than I did. Still,
there was something uniquely embarrassing about this. I mumbled to the
camera, “normally I just piss in the shower.”

Willie laughed, “What was that?”

I spoke up, “well, it’s hard for me so normally I just do it in the shower
and clean up after.”

Willie laughed, “Well, humor us bitch. You are my whore after all.” He
was right. It was beyond contracts at that point. I belonged to him. He
knew it and I knew it. I walked over to the urinal and bent over it
awkwardly, trying to bend my waste so it pointed down. This meant I had to
hold onto the top of the urinal with my hands. I was wearing heals so
balancing was hard. I started to push as hard as I could. I felt the
stream of warm piss come up and begin dribbling out of my useless cock.

No piss whatsoever made it into the urinal. As I had discovered over the
past few days, piss just dribbled down it as it came out slowly and without
fail always ran down my legs. Eventually, I just stepped away from the
urinal, knowing it was pointless to even try. I stood and relaxed
completely, piss running down my legs, over my heels. It felt amazing to
relieve myself. I ignored Willy’s taunts “I don’t even know if you count
as a faggot anymore. I mean you don’t even have a working cock.”

He was right, the only way to get my cock off was through my pussy now. I
rubbed my hands up and down my hairless, legs, thinking about how they
would never grow hair again, as the pass ran down to the floor around me I
had my eyes closed but suddenly heard someone say “What the fuck?”

Willy and I were both surprised by the voice but when I saw who it was I
could have passed out with shock. Professor Sheaffer! Professor Sheaffer
taught my science class and I only barely passed. The class was early in
the morning so I was always missing it. As a result, Professor Sheaffer
hated my guts. He did everything he could to make sure I would fail, but
in the end I managed to pass. Now, as the stream of piss running down my
leg slowed to a stop, I stared him in the face, standing in a pair of red
heels, piss covered legs, naked from the waist down in a red bra with a
pair of double D tits.

I think at first he didn’t realize who I was, but I could tell he
recognized me. Then suddenly his eyes got as big as saucers. He had
placed the face above that pair of tits. I couldn’t imagine a worse time
for Willy to say “Five for a blow job, ten to fuck her up her butt.”
Professor Sheaffer just looked at Willy speechless and then looked back at
me. Willy looked at me, “Faggot go make our guest feel welcome.”

It was strange. I felt like I was at a crossroads or something. My old
life had come into coincidental contact with my new one. In a way, backing
out now wasn’t an option. Because that was the old me. And the old me
couldn’t make it with this pair of tits, with this pussy that needed to be
fucked constantly. My only choice was to continue being the new me. After
all, there was no turning back now.

I began to walk forward. Even though Professor Sheaffer was looking at me
like I was radioactive, I continued to walk toward him. Maybe it was
because he was so stunned, maybe it was because he was actually turned on,
but when I folded my naked body into his, his hand reached around and
started rubbing my ass. One of his hands wandered to my tit. I couldn’t
tell when he felt it if he was doing it because he was turned on or he
wanted to know how I suddenly had a pair of double d tits on my chest.

Mr Sheaffer wasn’t a tall or a short man, but he was stocky. His skin was
somewhat wrinkled and he had silver hair, but he didn’t come across as an
old man, partially because he was so solidly built, a mix of fat and muscle
that I now realize turns me on more than any other. He had a big chest and
always seemed to have a sneer on his face, at least when he looked at me.
I had seen him once at the school’s rec center coming out of the shower
with his towel on. He had tons of white hair.

As much as I used to hate Professor Sheaffer, it was really just because we
were butting heads back when I was at school. I couldn’t handle his
authority. Now that it was clear where the authority lines were, namely
that I was the whore of anybody around me with a cock, I found him
strangely attractive. His resentment toward me only made him seem hotter.
I buried my face which, like my legs, had been lasered to be smooth and
hairless, into his neck, feeling his grey stubble rub against my cheek.

Suddenly he shoved me off “What the fuck?” Only having a few days of
experience wearing heels, I fell over, my bare ass landing in the pool of
piss I had left. I stood up blushing, rubbing my elbow that I had landed
on. Willie must have been a laid back pimp because he just laughed and
asked his question again “five for her mouth, ten for her pussy.” Sensing
something was up he said “What, do you guys know each other or something?”

I just shook my head but Professor Sheaffer, spoke, “This little fucker was
in my science class.” He looked at me with that sneer he always had, “I
always knew he’d end up on the floor of some bathroom, but I never would
have foreseen this.” I couldn’t look him in the eye. But he walked over
to me and grabbed my chin, hard so that it hurt, turning my head towards
him. “You know, I’ve never had a gay thought in my life, but something
about what a cocksucker you were made me want to stuff my dick in your
mouth, just to shut you up, smart alec.” He always used to call me that.

He reached into his pants and handed Willy fifteen dollars, without taking
his eyes off me. Then he reached in his pants and heaved out a thick long
cock that was getting harder by the second. I couldn’t even spend time
marveling at what a beautiful cock Professor Sheaffer. At the same time,
he put his hand on my shoulders, pushing me down to the ground until I was
kneeling in my own piss. His cock was still soft but it was so big that,
as he fed it into my face, it started to push down my throat. I felt his
egg sized, low hanging balls which hung down past my chin.

After a minute or so his cock was hard and it was giving off more heat than
any cock I had ever sucked before. It was amazing. I sucked him like a
pro, strangely wanting to show him how good I was at this, as embarrassing
as it was. “Jesus christ. You know it’s nice to see you showing some
enthusiasm in your work for a change.” I looked up at him, sneering down
at me as he really started to face fuck me. “I always knew you weren’t cut
out for science. Shit you weren’t cut out for anything. Take it from me,
you aren’t smart enough to make it in this world any way but this.”

As I sucked him off, swallowing so that my throat muscles massaged his rod
which was buried in my neck, I thought about what he was saying. He was
right. He kept taunting “You’ll never be able to support yourself so you
better just hope that you can attach that mouth or that ass to someone with
half a brain to pay for your bitch ass.” He pulled his dick out of my
mouth and it flopped down, dripping in saliva, “Speaking of that ass.”

He walked to the sink and started unbuttoning his shirt which, contrary to
our surroundings, he folded neatly and placed on the cleanest part of the
sink he could find. He dropped his slacks and did the same with them. His
cock was sticking out the side of his cotton bikini briefs but the balls
that hung in the pouch made the underwear bulge about the same as any
normal guys would containing his whole cock. He was wearing a silver
watch, a gold necklace and his underwear. He grabbed me by the arm like I
was a disruptive child and marched me to one of the stalls (thankfully not
the one with the clogged toilette).

He sat down, his cock still hanging out the leg hole of his underwear and
forced me to start sucking it again. He sat forward, picking his ass off
the seat a little, and slid the back of his underwear down his butt cheeks
and started shitting. It smelled god awful – which is saying something in
that bathroom. He could tell I was disgusted but just laughed “Look at you
now. A stupid fucking bitch sucking my cock while I take a dump.” He
closed his eyes for a second and I felt a stream of piss start coming out.
I drank it down as fast as I could while he continued talking. “Drinking
my fucking piss.”

Suddenly he tugged his cock and it snaked up out of my mouth and started
pissingin my face. Professor Shaeffer held me in place by my chin with one
hand and used the other to slap his big floppy pissing dick in my face
repeatedly. My lower half was already covered in piss so I decided to just
enjoy myself. I opened my mouth trying to catch as much as I could but the
stream was haphazard as he continued slapping me with his cock. I heard
Willy above me (he must have been getting a close up with the camera) “she
looks like some bitch dog tryna drink from a hose.”

When he finished pissing Professor Shaeffer took out a condom and started
sliding it over his cock. I had been avoiding speaking this whole time,
not wanting Professor Shaeffer to hear my new voice and understand the true
extent of my transformation. I was going to say something but Willy said
it for me, “Don’t bother with a condom. Cunt takes it bare.” Professor
Shaeffer smiled and stuffed the XL condom into my mouth. Then he reached
behind me and the way that he expertly unfastened my bra strap, with one
flick, practically made me cream my pussy.

He pulled my bra off and, seeing my crooked nipples, laughed like everybody
does. “Fuck that’s one tore up fucking ho. She might as well be missing
fucking teeth.” I had gotten used to this reaction. In a strange way, I
like my crooked tits, because they brought on that one extra moment of
humiliation that I seemed to crave so intensely. Not to mention, every
time a guy said that, seconds later he’s got his hands all over my jugs
like he can’t get enough. He was moterboating them for a little and the
moment felt intimate. He looked down at me smiling and I could tell, we
were connecting in a strange way, as I looked into his eyes. He seemed to
be pondering something. I must have been confused though. Because then he
asked Willy, “Can I hit her for 20 dollars?”

Willy took the bill from him and said, “Just once, no marks.” Before I
could object I felt something slam against the side of my face, leaving it
stinging and a loud ringing in my ear. It almost knocked me fucking
sideways. Both men were laughing and I realized that Professor Shaeffer
had back handed me.

“You know what that’s called?” I looked up. “A pimp slap. I never would
have thought that not only would you have to blow me and sit on my dick,
I’d get to fucking piss on you and pimp slap you too. Haha.” Still
reeling from the blow, I felt Shaeffer pull me up and turn me around and
then I realized I was about to sit down on his dick. “Daddy’s Gurl?” He
must not have seen my tattoo earlier. “Believe me you ain’t no fucking
daddy’s girl cuz no father in the world would admit to being related to
you.” I thought of my parents which, take it from me, is the last thing
you want to do when you’re out whoring, about to take your professor’s cock
up your ass on the toilet in a shitty truck stop. I wasn’t paying
attention. He must have been supporting all of my weight because when he
let go I slid down his cock immediately. His cock suddenly slamming into
me felt liked it knocked the wind out of me and I coughed loudly.

I felt completely filled, sitting in Professor Shaeffer’s lap with his dick
in my pussy. I could hear him still shitting below us. It was disgusting
but it was hot too in a way. He was surprisingly strong as my high heeled
feet weren’t even toughing the ground anymore. I was being held completely
by the aging man below me. He shifted his weight a little, farting loudly,
and as he shifted back I could feel his slimy cock squirming around in my
hole. He whispered in my ear. “Say it, Say it you little cocksucker. Say
you’re my bitch.”

I couldn’t stay silent anymore. My high pitched girls voice sounded
ridiculous even to me when I said it “I’m your bitch professor shaeffer.
i’m your dirty little whore.” One of his hands was rubbing my right tit
and the other was toying with my tiny little cock tip.

“Fuck you really are a fucking tranny aren’t you. You sound like my
fucking daughter.”

I wanted so badly for him to start pumping me. “Please just fuck me daddy.
Please please fuck me daddy.” He slowly started thrusting his ass up and
down, driving his cock into my guts. His arms strained as he tugged me up,
each time pulling me further and further up on his dick. He shoved me
forward so my feet were back on the ground. He started bouncing/thrusting
at a rapid rate so that I was sort of bouncing and his cock was repeatedly
coming in and out of my hole. It felt great. I gripped the sides of the
stall for support as he pummeled my vagina.

He tugged me back down, both of his hands roaming around my tits as he sort
of ground his ass in a figure eight on the toilet so that i slipped and
slid around in his lap. I was in heaven. Some men are just born to fuck
and Professor Shaeffer was clearly one of those men. There in the truck
stop, speared on his penis, I regretted talking back to him all those
times. If I had known what a massive cock he had, how he could fuck a
bitch in the sack, or had I known what a stupid worthless slut I was, I
would have stayed quiet.

Professor was in full thrust now. His cock pummeled my pussy making me
moan loudly in my high pitched voice, which shaeffer loved, “Please daddy.
Please fuck my pussy. yeahhhh yeahhhh ooooohhhh” I was whining like a
little slut again. “Yeah yeah. yeah daddy. yeah daddy.” Professor
shaeffer was holding my shoulders and I could feel his hands pulling me
down while his pelvis bounced me up and down on his dick. One of his hands
was massaging my crotch where my cock used to be, which was probably a
habit from fucking women.

“Fucking cunt. Talk back now you stupid bitch. Got tits on your chest and
an assfull of my cock. Getting pimped at some out of the way truck stop in
rural Ohio. You’re fucking pathetic.” I couldn’t take it anymore. My
little button cock started spitting out thin clear liquid, the only
semblance of cum I could produce anymore. Mr Shaeffer’s hand was wet with
it. He rubbed my tit with it and then shoved his fingers in my mouth. I
sucked on them as he kept feeding my hungry pussy with his cock. He stood
me up, his cock popping out of my asshole. Willy made me bend over in
front of the camera so he could see my open pussy. I did but was eager to
get Mr. Shaeffer back in me again.

He pulled me into his lap so I was facing him. My tiny button cock was
pressed against his plump hairy stomach and his hairy arm held my back as I
wrapped my legs around him. He started humping again, now more smoothly
than he was before. His fluid motions had me spell bound. I was
hypnotized by his cock which was working miracles in my pussy. I had my
head in his neck and was stuttering gibberish into his ear. He spoke more
quietly now “Yeah I know I know faggot. I know how to fuck a pussy I
know.” His pace was picking up and his thrusts were becoming more
prolonged and more dramatic.

It built slowly but after a minute or so his hips were b ucking against me
so hard all i could do was hold on as tightly as I could, wrapped around
his torso, as his cock destroyed my ass. I was moaning loudly as he humped
his massive dick into me over and over. I swear I could feel the bulge of
cum coming up his cock. As if it was water coming out of some loony toons
fire hose. I felt him explode into me and instantly we were both covered
in cum. It was an absurd amount of semen, it was dripping out of my ass
down my legs down his.

I was squishing around in his lap, making loud squelching noises as he
finished off his intense orgasm, at the end, tugging his cock out and,
still with shocking force, shot a couple more splashes of cum onto my
smooth ass cheeks. When I came to a rest I just laid into him, my tits
pressed into his hairy chest. His hand was running up and down my back
slowly, almost cradling me. It was an incredibly tender moment, completely
different from how he was before he had cum. He gently lifted me, standing
me up. I wanted to object as I felt his cock slip out of my pussy.

I wanted to float away but was brought back to reality when Professor
Shaeffer said “Forgetting something. I turned around and saw his lap was
covered in semen. I got back down on my knees to lick him clean. As I
did, he flushed the toilet which I was thankful for. However, all
tenderness had passed when he stood up and said “no toilet paper,” looking
me square in the eye. I looked back at him confused. “Wonder what we can
do.” It dawned one me as he turned around, placing both of his hands
against the wall and bending over, shoving his ass in my face. NO WAY! He
wanted me to lick his ass clean.

It was the weirdest thing. In my mind I was completely objecting but I
could feel and see my face diving into his ass crack and licking with
abandon, cleaning out his crack for him. I know this sounds stupid,
especially for someone in my situation, but there was something about
Professor Shaeffer now. When he turned around I looked up. Instead of
seeing the sneer on his face, I looked into his eyes, which were actually
sort of soft. As stupid as it may be, I think I had fallen in love or
something, with Professor Shaeffer of all people.

But it wasn’t possible. I belonged to Willy now. Besides, Professor
Shaeffer wasn’t about to go out with some tranny. That kind of thing just
wasn’t possible for me. Professor Shaeffer stood up off of the toilet and
tugged his underwear back over his ass cheeks again. A considerable amount
of his cum had dripped onto them. Willy turned off the camera and was
looking into the lens at some of the footage we had just shot. Professor
Shaeffer was messing with something over by the sink. When he turned
around he was holding his pants. He hesitated before pulling them on he
said “ehh what the fuck.”

He dropped his underwear dripping in his cum and walked over, handing them
to me “Something to remember me by faggot.” I blushed, wondering if he was
having the same feelings. As he buttoned up his shirt he looked me up and
down one more time. I was standing now totally naked except my heels my
butt dripping with his cum. He laughed and shook his head. “Jesus christ.
Who would have thought” then he walked out. My heart dipped. I would
probably never see him again. I stashed the underwear in Willie’s camera
bag before going to put my bra back on which was now wet with pee. I
didn’t know if it was mine or Professor Shaeffer’s.

Just as I finished buttoning my bra a tall skinny white man came in. Willy
didn’t even hesitate “Five for a blow job, ten to fuck her butt.” I looked
at the man when he turned to look at me. Willy added, “Oh and apparently
20 if you want to knock her around a little bit.” He laughed heartily
putting the camera back on the tripod. The man reached into his pocket
pulling out his wallet. I walked forward and pressed my tits into him
feeling his package as he handed Willy the money.

That day I ended up having four customers total. Professor Shaeffer was
the only one that fucked me though. Two of them just wanted blow jobs and
this one black guy paid Willy 30 bucks for me to lay down in his back seat
and let him sit on my face. Willy was more than willing and I spent 30
minutes with my face buried in the this guy’s sweaty ass as he played with
my titties gently. Every now and then he would fart into my face. I just
tried to concentrate on his hands which were roaming around my knockout
body.

There was also one guy who came in claiming he actually wanted to use the
bathroom. When he saw me he went off calling me a disgusting faggot and
some other things that don’t bear repeating. Willy loomed over the man who
ran off. I felt so proud to have Willy there with me, having my back.

On the way home I was exhausted, dripping from cum in every orifice. I
looked at Willy “Thank you Daddy.”

Willy just smiled. “I told you you would thank me.” He unbuttoned his
pants, probably horny from watching me all day, and I gave him a wet blow
job the whole way home while we listened to the radio. Willy eventually
blew his load into my mouth and I drank a load of his piss a bit later so
we didn’t have to stop. Still, when we arrived back to the trailer park,
it was getting dark.

I stepped out of the car and decided, now that I was home, I could do
without the bra. I took it off so I was completely naked, walking beside
Willy as we headed toward the picnic tables. As we got close, I could see
a thickset black guy had Nicole in his lap and he was bouncing her up and
down, his cock buried in the vagina that Willy had made for her. Willy
picked up the camera and, almost out of habit, started filming the two. I
reached into the camera bag to grab Professor Shaeffer’s underwear and took
them back to the tranny trailer with me.

Even though I was covered in piss and cum, I climbed into bed and got under
the covers. I don’t know. I guess you could say I was comfortable with
those things now. That was probably an understatement… I held Professor
Shaeffer’s underwear up to my face, wanting to smell his cum that had
soaked them through earlier. When I held the crusty fabric up to my lips I
realized there was something in there.

I reached into the fabric and realized that Professor Shaeffer had folded a
note up in the seam. I opened it up and read. “Hey faggot. Great tail If
you ever need to get out of dodge you’re always welcome at my place.”
Below it he had written his number and address. I felt butterflies in my
stomach. He must have felt something too, just like I did. I realize
whoring at a truck stop isn’t exactly the way you want to meet your soul
mate but we both clearly felt a connection.

Still Willy had paid for my tits and, as far as I could see, there was no
way it would work for me to get out to Professor Shaeffer. I don’t even
know if I have access to a phone. I folded up the number and hid it under
my mattress. I jumped in the shower, soaping off. When I came out, I
applied my make-up, thinking about what life would be like being Professor
Shaeffer’s bitch. He had such a great cock, and not only that – he could
fuck like a champion.

I really would like to go live with him. It would make this whole
transition more tolerable if I didn’t feel like such a whore all the time.
Still part of me knew that’s what I was. But maybe that was something
professor Shaeffer understood, even something he liked about me. Suddenly
I was brought back to reality when one of the girls stuck her head in the
trailer “Hey we’re all having an orgy down at the campsite. There’s
probably 20 guys and only a couple girls.”

I stood up immediately walking toward the door, “If my pussy could squirt
in my pants it would have. haha”

She responded, “If you were wearing pants, slut!”

Completely showered and free of cum, I stepped out into the night with no
clothes on. I rubbed my tits while I walked, my back aching already. I
knew soon though I would be in a guy’s lap with his hands all over me, his
cock filling up my pussy like it was supposed to. I thought to myself,
first thing I’m going to do is get Donkey to titty fuck me. Professor
Sheaffer was out of my mind. For now, I was happy here.

5 Responses to “Trailer Park Porn Star”

  1. Scott Says:

    Love this story…wish he kept it going..would have been hot to see her whored out to her previous friends at college

  2. Anton Says:

    Hello, can you please help me contact mickmack his email no longer works?

  3. Anonymous Says:

    a happy ending would have been if (s)he went to live with Professor Shaefer

  4. Anonymous Says:

    Please write more!

  5. Miara Says:

    This was one of the best stories I ever read. Sadly seems to be unfinished, and the authors email not working anymore 😦 I wish I knew more stories like this, with forced gay, feminization, and even surgery plots.


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