The Roommate Chronicles

shit.Shit.SHIT

It’s been a while and so much has happened.

So, let’s start from where we left off….

I blocked the nefarious friend of my roommate.

He said I left him in the rain

I say he made me feel like a blow up s*x doll who’s true talent is fellatio.

Once blocked the vibe from my roommate began to change.

I still wanted him but I couldn’t give that vibe out anymore

He started to bring girls over and I figured I wasn’t his type

Weeks go by and we barely speak.

I’ve given up the dream but not the fantasy.

That is until 3 days ago

The rambunctious individual happened to be invited while I had company.

And rather than bring down the energy I participate

In hindsight I wish I would’ve listened to my gut but I digress.

We’re hanging in my roommates room smoking, drinking, and rapping.

The one who shall not be named begins to diss me

“My new b***h is skinny. Bad b***h plus she pretty. Gotta keep a bow on her. Guess that’s why they call her Minnie”

I take my leave during this time.

I mean it’s not like I have beef but some of the comments seem pointed.

As I sit in the living room HE follows me.

“Why do you hate me?” He asks.

“I don’t hate you but we’re not good for each other”

“But I love you!”

I rolled my eyes into my brain and told him he couldn’t love me. After everything I knew that but I was also horny.

I ignored him the first night

The second day I was ready for some action.

What he didn’t know was that he’d be entering a completely new space. Where you must be open minded.

**The Next Day**

“What do you think of polygamy?” I asked

He said “Meh. Why?”

“I’d be in a polygamous relationship with you and your Pop” I smirked

He jumped from excitement to explain how it was the best idea and for me to contemplate the occasion seriously.

Doubt had already been set in my mind.

“His roommate wouldnt agree to this anyway” I thought

My thoughts came crashing down when the roommate agreed

My heart began to palpitate, my breath came out heavier, and my palms began to sweat.

“I was only joking” I said

“We can make this work. Split the bills 3 ways. Become rich” he exclaimed.

I was now beginning to think seriously of the situation. It was plausible if all players were game.

We hung out for the rest of the day until my roommate came home from work.

We sat down to have the all important conversation.

“This is gonna be like the movie Savages Pop. You take her to dinner and dates. I cuddle and chill”

As the rambunctious one continued his more reserved friend darted his eyes to me.

“I already agreed to it”

I lick my lips.

I haven’t thought of him this way in so long. I slightly felt rejected in previous months but realized his friend wanted me all to himself.

This became more apparent as time went on.

My thoughts were broken by a wave to come closer.

I sat in the rambunctious one’s lap and slowly kissed him.

Just a peck to leave him wanting more. It worked every time because here he was pulling me back for more.

My roommate began to pull my pants down and feel on me.

The touch was foreign but I liked it. I moved to it and adjusted.

Mr. Nefarious wanted to penetrate first and here begins the issue

Mr. Nefarious was never good at foreplay and just began to try to get me scream as loud as I could.

I began to look in my roommates eyes and lick the tip of his d**k.

He closed his eyes in pleasure.

He had a much bigger ego than I thought and I wanted to pay special attention to it.

Mr. Nefarious did not notice our connection until he asked for the switch.

The look in my roommates eyes said he’d been waiting for this

The look in Mr. Nefarious eyes spoke of jealousy

The moment my roommate entered me I couldn’t think.

I couldn’t breathe

I wanted to ride the ecstasy that was his dick

He would slow stroke me then ram me and I couldn’t take it

I had to be mindful though

Mr. Nefarious was a very jealous man

I tried my best to pay attention to his needs but the my roommate held on to me and stroked me. I didn’t stand a chance

We eventually stopped because I realized my roommate and I needed solo time without Mr. Nefarious ruining it.

In that same breath I knew Mr. Nefarious’ feelings were hurt.

I began to coddle him

“Every stroke I saw him give you broke my heart” He told me.

We paused from there to cuddle in my bed and convince that I did actually love him.

The same question he asked right before we started.

I’d told him then that the things he did in the past made me take my love back.

I’d always have for love him but at what cost

He left in the early bits of the morning

And my roommate came into my room to finish what had been brewing for months

Every touch

Every caress

Every kiss

Every lick

Every STROKE

Put me into a frenzy. He touched me like he needed to touch me but let me have the autonomy to say yes to it all