For two weeks I stayed with Byron, Thomas and Roberto. The two weekends at the end of each week were a blur. Each weekend we had parties that lasted from Friday night until Sunday evening. I sucked so much black cock and was fucked more than I ever thought I would imagine myself of tolerating. I lost count of how many men put their cocks in my holes. One night I was grouped with all the girls at the frat house and men came up and used us as they wished. I was double fucked, triple fucked, gangbanged and one week night a train of fifteen guys fucked me at the frat house as they sat and watched sports. (I'll share that story with you later 😛) The following weekend Thomas and I went to a party where I was ordered by Thomas to suck this guy or suck that guy or I was bent over a table and offered to guys at the party by my black daddy. That was so fucking hot and I loved being shared with whatever black man my Daddy thought worthy to take me. (hehe, another story for later 😛) The third week the guys left on Wednesday and were going to be gone all week and weekend at a basketball tournament.
I stayed at the apartment while the guys were gone. One night Samantha stayed over and we invited Andy over because we were out of pot. He came over but the pot was shit and as he predicted he quit going to those dealers that I had met because they doubled the price on him. We told Samantha about Andy taking me over there. And I told her that I was willing to suck their dicks to get the price where it used to be for that awesome pot they sold us. We smoked the shitty pot Andy brought and got drunk. Andy fucked us both and then the rest of the night Sammy and I enjoyed each other. The next morning was Saturday and Sammy had already left the apartment. I woke up about noon and there were a few joints lying around so I lit one up. The pot was horrible and right then I decided I was going to go fuck those two dealers so we could get the good pot again. I left a note at the apartment so that Sammy would know where I was.
I went and showered and put on a short black leather skirt that Samantha gave me and a short tank top. I left the apartment and drove over to the dealer's house but I couldn't find it. I spent an hour looking for it driving through the rundown neighborhood and finally saw a house that looked familiar but there was no one sitting out front. I was nervous as shit getting out and going up to a house that I was not a hundred percent sure was the right house. I parked my car and walked up to the house. I could hear a movie or music blaring from the house so I went up to the door and knocked. No one answered so I had to bang on the door. An older black man answered the door and I did not recognize him. He pulled open the door after peeking from around the side of the door.
He scanned me up and down before saying, "What you want?"
I was nervous not knowing this man and stuttered, "Oh...I am sorry...I was looking for Little B. I must have the wrong house." And I took a few steps back and was going to go back to my car.
"Nah, you at the right place, but he ain't here right now." The man said as he took a step outside onto the porch.
I stopped my retreat before responding, "Oh well, I hate that I missed him, do you know when he will be back?"
"Hell, prolly pretty soon, you want to come in and wait?" The man offered with a hungry smile.
"Oh no I shouldn't I'll just come back by later." I returned as I took another step back.
"Suit yourself but he'll be back here soon, might as well come in and wait. He said he was going to get some more stuff, supposed to be some good smoke. That shit will go fast." The man said as he started going back into the house.
I was out of my fucking mind because before I could say 'No, but sorry for bothering you' I heard myself say, "Ok sure, why the fuck not!"
"Nice, come on in." the man said opening the door for me.
I walked in and the living room was dark but lit up by the huge wide screen TV.
"Have a seat. B will be back here soon." The man said as he flopped into a chair and grabbed the remote and started his movie back up.
We sat for a few minutes and watched the movie but the guy spent more time looking at my legs than watching his movie. Part of my mind was yelling at me as loud as it could that I should get the fuck out of there. The other part of me was wishing B was there and I was doing what I came there to do.
"Hey girl, there is a beer in the fridge if you want one." The man yelled over his movie.
"Oh no thank you, I am fine." I returned starting to think that the voice in my head saying get the fuck out of there was the one I needed to follow.
"Well then get up and get me one." The man ordered bluntly.
My eyes bugged out a little as I looked at him with an expression on my face that said it all, 'What the fuck did you just tell me to do?' I sat for half a second as it sank in that this guy just told me to get up and get him a beer. I had been in his house less than five minutes and he knew what I was.
I paused for a few more seconds as my pussy started tingling that this guy knew I was a slut that loved being ordered around. Then I got up and said, "Ok sure, I changed my mind and I'll gladly grab you one too."
I went into the kitchen, the entire time this older black man's eyes were glued to my ass and legs as I walked by his chair. I got us both a beer and opened them and then went back into the living room. I gave him his beer, which he just grabbed and didn't even acknowledge me and I went and sat on the sofa. We sat and drank our beer as we watched the movie. I don't know what the movie was but it came to a scene in a strip club where a bunch of guys were in the crowd and a girl was dancing.
As the scene played out the man sitting in the chair said, "God damn that bitch is hot as shit!"
I just sat and watched the movie scene play out. She was hot but I offered no comment. We sat for a few more minutes as the scene continued. The scene went on and the girl stripped completely. The man sat drinking his beer and commented on how hot the dancer was and how nice her tits were. I just sat and watched and listened to his comments. For another ten minutes the movie went on and then it was over but my pussy was tingling knowing I was in this dealers house with a guy I didn't know waiting for a guy to show up so I could blow him or more and fulfill my intention for being there.
The man turned off the movie and turned it to a rap channel. He turned down the volume and then sat and watched the video. A few minutes passed and then he started talking to me, "So you a new girl of B's?"
"Oh no, I just came to get some smoke." I answered somewhat nervously.
