Roger is at his own house right now. He is reading another Tolstoy novel on his chair and occasionally gazing out of the window. It is so funny how happy Roger is now that he is someone else's property. After she forced him to cum on her face, Dominique told him "I've marked your white cock with my black pussy juices already. You're sullied now and no other girl will ever get to touch you." Her possessiveness made him so horny he was able to fuck her again when she ordered him to. He is such a whore now, dropping his pants and shoving his dick inside his girlfriend whenever she tells him to.
As he thinks about her, he could hear someone knocking on his door. He tells his parents to come in. The door isn't locked and his father twists the knob, entering the room, followed by Roger's mother. "Hey, son," his dad says to him with an apprehensive look on his face. "There is something me and your mom want to talk to you about." Roger goes to the worst case scenario in his head, fearing that one if not both of them smelled Dominique's spicy pussy juices on his face when he returned home yesterday. The teen really loves being his girlfriend's whore but doesn't feel like sharing that part of his life with his mom and dad, for some reason.
He tells himself to calm the hell down and not let his crazy thoughts show up on his face, knowing how expressive he can be. It has always been difficult for him to hide his feelings from others, especially his own parents. "Sure! Go ahead then, dad. What is so important that you and mom really have to talk to me about?" He gives them both a stare and waits for them to say something to him, anything, really, to fill this void. Although he does hope that it's nothing related to the fact that he now comes home smelling of black pussy all over a lot these days. Maybe he is a little bit too slutty. No, he's only a slut for Dominique.
His father looks at him for a moment before removing his glasses and wiping it, the way he always does when he is feeling nervous. Then he says to Roger "It's about Stephanie," catching the boy off guard. They have tried to console him before but there was no need, since he only cried for a couple of hours. "We have noticed how you barely shed any tear for her since her untimely passing. Not to say that death at any time isn't untimely, course. It always it. You know what I mean." Now Roger knows where he got his awkwardness from.
Roger's mom is a far more articulate person than either of them. She walks over to where he is sitting and places a hand on his shoulder. Rubbing it in a gentle manner, she says "You don't have to carry the burden by yourself, my dear boy. Let us help you. It's not healthy to keep these feelings bottled up inside." So that's what this is about. They think he is hiding his grief and internalizing the pain, trying to cope with the loss by himself. "You are still so young and this must have put you in such an excruciating pain. You two loved each other so much."
At this point, Roger sighs and shakes his head, confusing the two of them. He wanted the humiliating part of their relationship to be a secret to take to the grave with him, but that seems like it won't be an option now. "I was going to break up with Stephanie before she died because she was cheating on me repeatedly," he informs his mom and dad, who are both shocked by this. "But she knew that dad was embezzling and blackmailed me into staying with her. By the time she died, I no longer loved Stephanie."
Now they are even more stunned as he puts on a smile on his face. Neither of them had any idea about this and don't know how to process it. His dad feels very uncomfortable when he says "I'd no idea she knew about what I did. I'm so sorry I got you involved in the mess I created." Roger quickly waves this off, telling his dad that what's done is done, and that it is all water under the bridge. There is no need for him to feel more guilt, as long as he promises to stop with the financial crime. Roger's dad quickly promises that he's already stopped with the embezzlement.
His mother still seems a little worried for Roger's mental well-being though. "Well, you still knew her for a very long time and were friends for almost your entire lives. And you did leave during her funeral too. I assume you have some difficulty processing her death. You can still openly mourn for her, even if she was terrible to you at the end. I know that a part of you must still love her if you had to leave before the funeral was over, because you couldn't stand to be there and face the fact that she's gone now."
Here is the part he didn't want to bring up, but his mom just did it for him, and he now has no choice but to face the topic. The boy takes deep breathes and tries to steady himself before he says "Actually, I left the funeral early to get laid by my new girlfriend Dominique, someone I really care about. I didn't tell you about her yet because I was afraid of this. That you would ask me about how I managed to move on from Stephanie so quickly, just a few weeks after she died." There. He just said it to them. Now he'll get to see how they take it.
His father stammers in shock, while his mother blanches at hearing that her precious son already lost his virginity. They finally leave the room after some half-hearted attempts to resume the conversation, leaving him to think of some other thing to do. Roger is going to sleep over at Dominique's house that night and he is feeling excited about it. He grabs various items, including some clothes to change into, packing them all into his duffel bag. With a lot of time left, Roger decides to finish reading the chapter that he has read up to.
At approximately 5 PM, he leaves the room and goes into the kitchen. Getting alight snack, Roger then leaves for his girlfriend's house. He arrives in about an hour and the two of them quickly hug and kiss in the doorway. They go up to her bedroom where they lie on the bed and watch a movie together, happily curled up in each other's arms. Roger feels the safest when he's resting in her warm, strong embrace, feeling her muscular arms wrapped around his body. He just knows she would never, ever hurt him.
Suddenly, something occurs to him. He looks over at his girlfriend and kisses her on the cheek to get her attention. She was the one who told him to do that every time he wanted to talk about something, so that she could get as many of those kisses as possible. "My parents and I had a conversation today and it made me realize that neither of us introduced our parents to each other yet. They were under the impression that I'm still in love with Stephanie but I quickly corrected them. I told them that I have a girlfriend I really want to be with now."
Dominique watches him as he nuzzles against her neck, inhaling her scent. He loves sniffing her hair, almost as much as he enjoys the fragrance of her cunt. The girl's black pussy tastes and smells perfect to him. "You are so sweet to tell them about us already," she says to him. "I promise I will tell my parents about you and I soon. For now let's just be together like this." They cuddle and continue to watch the movie together. Once the film is over, Dominique looks at the clock and sees that it is now 8PM. She switches the headlamp off and the two soon fall asleep on the large bed.
A few hours later, Dominique wakes up with the urge to pee. Her bladder is telling her to go to the toilet, but then she sees her boyfriend sleeping right next to her. Feeling mischievous, the girl taps his shoulder. When that fails to wake him up, she cups his balls and gently squeezes them, before going down to suck his cock into her mouth. He quickly jumps up and she giggles. "Sorry for waking you up, sweetie. But I really need to take a piss right now," she tells her white boyfriend, whose bleary eyes blinking as he adjusts to the light from the headlamp she switched on.
"Um, okay?" he mumbles sleepily. His hair is so messy, lying around all over the place on his head. He looks so cute this way and Dominique just stares at him with love and lust in her eyes. Oh she is so going to do something really dirty to him now. "Why don't you go to the toilet then? It's just across the hall, isn't it?" Roger is confused about why she had to wake him up when this is her own house and she knows where the bathroom is located. Ah, so damn innocent.
"I've got a much better idea than that," she whispers. "It will be so fun and we will also get to try out this kinky fetish of mine, one that I have never shared with anyone before." She places her hands on his chest and pushes Roger back down on the bed, her chocolate skin slightly flushed with desire. The young ebony has never indulged in what she is about to do before and the thought of forcing him to submit to her turns her on so much. "I'm going to use your mouth as my toilet. I'll be pissing in your mouth and you are going to swallow it all, and let me use your tongue as toilet paper."
To her great surprise and delight, her submissive boyfriend doesn't even need any coaxing. "Okay!" he tells her. "I am your slut. I belong to you. You can do whatever you want with me, anytime you want to do it. My consent doesn't even matter." He is glad to see that he pleased her with his words and quickly opens his mouth as wide as it could go. Dominique removes her cotton panties and then sets her hairy pussy inches above his face, before she urinates.
The black girl is now urinating directly into Roger's mouth, quickly filling it up with her salty piss. He quickly swallows her yellow pee as she keeps on pissing in his mouth. Some of her piss spills out on to the pillow but he can swallow most of the ebony girl's piss in time. Eventually she stops peeing. He looks up at her with his mouth full of her piss and then swallows all of it. "I love how good your piss tastes," he says to her and leans up to lick her clean with his tongue, getting some more of the salty pee in his mouth before she lies back down next to him under the sheets. "I seriously do. Next time don't even ask me. Just tell me to lie down and open my mouth, and I will get the message."
