I woke up on the couch to my phone ringing. It was Byron so I immediately answered. He informed me that the team got kicked out of the tournament this morning and that they were about to get on the bus and would be back in town around six in the evening today. I told him that I was sorry that they were eliminated and would be here for the three of them when they got home if he wanted me to be. He said that hell yeah they wanted me here and that I had better be ready for them. I got very excited knowing they would be home tonight and that I would be fucked all weekend by my three black daddies.
Before hanging up Byron said that a friend of his would be coming by to drop off some booze and that I should let him in. I agreed and told Byron to hurry home and then we ended our conversation. I got up from the couch and went into the kitchen and grabbed a coke out of the fridge. I was in a t-shirt and my panties so I went back into the living room and shucked my clothes off and then headed for the bathroom. I turned on the water as hot as I could stand it and drew a tub full of hot water. I spent the next thirty minutes soaking what little soreness I had in my pussy in the hot tub as I sat and day dreamed about the night to come. I was becoming all to pre-occupied with thoughts of me and black men and them using me as they wished.
I never imagined myself a slut that loved being taken by groups of men and fucked out, but that was exactly what I wanted. As I soaked in the tub, I thought of how I should greet my three daddies and desperately wished I had a sexy lingerie outfit to welcome them home in. Unfortunately, I did not have anything like that. My folks had insisted that they did not want me taking a job while I was in school and that they would provide a small allowance for me but I was sure, even though I had no idea how much sexy lingerie cost, I did not have enough money to go and buy something nice. I did have the sexy dress that was perfect as a body hugging and low cut in all the right places type of dress, but I had worn that last weekend. I needed more clothes and hardly any money to satisfy my needs for the moment.
I got out of the tub and dried off. I had a pair of daisy dukes and a tight midriff shirt so I put on just the shorts and the shirt. I tied the shirt up in the front so that the material only covered my breasts and showed my entire torso. The daisy dukes were extremely short and fit perfectly. I went into Tom's room where there was a body length mirror. I stood there examining myself and the clothes on my body. The shorts fit just right and even showed a little ass cheek and the top fit nicely. I have been blessed with a nice firm body that I do not have to spend hours upon hours trying to maintain, even though I am sure that would change as I got older. As I was admiring the slutty little country girl outfit and how it looked on me a loud pounding at the front door startled me.
I ran from Tom's room and went to the front door. I looked through the peep hole and saw a big dark figure. Another loud thump as I peered through the peep hole made me immediately answer the door. I opened the door and invited the man in.
"Thanks, this shit is heavy." The man said as he entered carrying three cases of beer.
"Here, let me help you" I returned as I reached for the top case of beer and took it. "Just set them in here."
I turned away from the man and walked through the little living room to the kitchen and then I placed the case of beer I was carrying on the bar dividing the kitchen and the small dining room. The man carrying the other two cases followed behind me and placed his cases on the kitchen counter. I caught him scanning my ass and legs as I was reaching over the kitchen counter to place each of the two cases that he carried onto the bar.
"You must be Byron's girl." The man stated as he took a step back and leaned against the far counter as he took in the view of my tight ass in daisy duke shorts.
I turned around to him smiling before saying, "Yes I am. My name is Kelly." I stuck out my hand offering it to the man.
He grabbed my hand in a gentle grip "What's up girl? I am Andy." He offered with a big even grin on his face.
"Glad to meet you Andy. And thanks for bringing over this stuff for Byron and the guys." I returned to him as he continued shaking my hand. I smiled at him as his eyes wandered from my torso to my breasts and then to my face.
"Yeah no problem, I got some more shit in the truck. You help me carry it in?" Andy asked as he released my hand.
"Sure I'll be glad to." I said as I took the lead and led us from the kitchen to through the living room to the front door, knowing that Andy's eyes were devouring my ass as I walked in front of him.
We got out of the apartment and then Andy led the way to his truck. It took two more trips to unload all of the stuff that he had gotten for Byron and my other two daddies. We chatted while we made our trips from his truck back into the apartment. Andy was a senior and a member of the fraternity. He was one of the few members of the fraternity that was twenty one so he usually was the one buying for the guys and the party's. We got back into the apartment and as I started putting up the booze in the fridge or in the cupboards Andy sat and chatted me up. It took fifteen minutes or so for me to put up all of the stuff Andy brought. I was excited with this man being in the apartment that I did not know and that had spent most of his visit looking at my body like I was something to be taken and devoured. I was getting turned on from the attention I was getting.
"Can I get you a beer or make you a drink?" I asked the attractive black man that had delivered the booze.
"Nah that's ok, I got a few more stops to make." Andy said as he started to get up.
Andy stood up and started walking for the front door. I followed behind him and was going to show him out when he turned around and smiled before saying, "Hey, I gotta pick up some weed for Byron, will you be here in an hour or so?"
"I am not sure; I need to run a few errands." I answered the attractive black man in front of me.
"Ah all right, well shit, let me give you my number and you can call me when you get back and I'll swing by and bring it over." Andy said as he opened the door and stepped into the doorway. "Wait, why don't you go with me and I'll take you to do your errands."
I smiled at Andy but his invitation made me nervous. I thought for a few seconds and agreed to go with him. We left the apartment and I got in the truck with Andy. I was really nervous. Here I was in a truck with a man that I knew nothing about, but I knew Byron so I figured him being Byron's friend made it less risky. I caught Andy staring at my legs a few times as we drove from the campus area of our town to a dirtier and seedier part of town. We pulled up to a house that looked run down; there were a couple of guys sitting on the porch drinking beer. Andy asked if I wanted to get out and I said that I would wait for him in the truck. Andy went up to the guys and shook their hands and spoke with them for a few minutes. One of the guys took Andy inside and the other guy stayed outside. The guy that remained outside practically stared at me as I sat in the truck trying not to make eye contact with him. He continued staring my way and after a few minutes he got up and started walking over to me.
My heart shot up into my throat as he slowly made his way over. When he reached the truck he looked intently at me through the raised window of the passenger door. He had a big wide smile as he seemed to like what he saw and he slowly knocked on the window.
Andy had taken the keys in with him and the windows were power operated. I gave the huge black man at the window a nervous smile. He opened the door slowly and smiled at me with a big grin.
"Hey girl, what you sittin' in this hot truck for?" The man asked as his eyes scanned my bare legs.
"I am just waiting on Andy." I replied nervously.
"Why don't you come on out and cool off? I got a beer here for ya, if you want one." The thuggish man of at least thirty said as he took a step to the side.
I had no fucking clue what to do. This guy was older than me by ten plus years and was thuggish looking. I was nervous but also turned on. The guy inviting me to have a beer with him reminded me of Tyrone. He was gangster and knowing I was dressed like a cowgirl bar slut got me even more excited. Finally I decided that it would be better to get out and have a beer then act like a stuck up white bitch.
"Uhm, a beer sounds real good about now. Thanks." I said and worked my way out of the seat of the truck.