I knock on the door to my boyfriend’s room excited for our date. It’s our one year anniversary. We don’t live together of course. My parents would never allow that, not before we are married any way. But we still get to go out and do things and he is such a good Christian.
The door opens and it’s not my boyfriend but his roommate Darian. I look up at him. He’s tall with ebony skin and absolutely chiselled muscles. “Heh, the girlfriends here. You look fine girl.” He rumbles in that low voice and I stammer. “Y-you shouldn’t say such things.”
There. That told him. Besides Darian is a prat. Always having ladies over. I know he has even taken drugs in the past which is just so wrong. It’s how he ended up being my boyfriend’s roommate. Oh my Sam is so very sweet to take this struggling young man in. To give him a second chance at life.
I move past him and I can feel his gaze on my body. Redemption can not come soon enough for that man. I steel myself anyway and walk in with my head held high.
“Hi Sammy, oh… You look all sweaty and disheveled my sweet. You’re going to have to jump in the shower before our date and you’ll have to be quick.”
He looks completely out of it and his clothes are all rumbled and his shirt is on back to front. This simply won’t do. Sam is more my size, just a couple inches taller. He’s got shoulder length hair that I really like playing with. He’s also got a fantastic ass. The lord will forgive me that I’m sure.
I watch as he limps towards the shower. Why is he limping?
Before I finish the thought Darian is there. Offering an arm to him and helping him into the bathroom. He looks back and throws me a wink. “I’ll give him a hand in the shower cause of his… Um, injury. Yeahh.”
What a weird way of putting that and I make a note to grill my boyfriend about it over dinner. How on earth has he injured himself? I don’t know but I’m distracted from the way my boyfriend gratefully leans into the black man by the mess. This place needs a woman’s touch.
I move a couple of the dishes and then there’s this yell. “Ohhh fuck.”
I run over to the door of the bathroom but it is locked.
“Y-Yess hineym I. Ohhh. I’m fine. I just. Hurt myself. Darian is going to. Umphhh. Help me in the shower.”
My heart breaks for my little hero. Not only is he being so brave but he is also helping turn that young man into a good one. Spreading the love of the lord. I’m sure Darian will soon stop eyeing me up and down and will fully repent.
“That’s good sweetie. I’m so proud of you. I’ll, um, I’ll cancel the dinner reservations and maybe we can just watch a movie here?” I ask unaware of the huge black cock slowly pushing into my boyfriend’s puckered hole. Unaware of the look of rapture on his face.
“That.. mphh. That sounds good. We can. Oh fuck. Order some takeaway.” He moans in what is clearly pain. Poor thing. He’s being so brave though and is obviously concerned about me to try and hide this.
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When he gets out the shower he can barely stand up right he looks almost drunk. I help him sit down on the sofa and fuss over him. Oh my poor Sammy. I send Darian a grateful look for his help and ignore his amused grin as I kiss my love on the mouth. It’s a chaste kiss of course. I’m not some scarlet woman to suck tongues or whatever. Especially when there is company. The kiss is still rather salty though and I pull back with a frown.
“Darian’s mouthwash.” He explains hastily at my confused look. I run my tongue over my lips. It’s not bad actually.
“That’s right.” The large black man says as he interjects himself. “He gargles it every night, don’t you” he says and that wicked grin us back on his face as he sits next to my boyfriend on the sofa.
What an odd conversation. Luckily I’m distracted as the doorbell rings. Ah good. Food is here.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oufofy/mm_my_boyfriend_is_his_roommates_sidepiece
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