The Black of night.

My eyes are crusty, the soft air of the air conditioner drying out my skin. I blink as I try and reorient myself, its dark, the sound of faint moaning echoes from somewhere, I adjust my head and get comfortable on the pillow, I look at Vi's back through half lidded eyes as they slowly start to close.

My eyes go wide. What? Moaning? Where's the moaning coming from? My brain becoming more alert, I notice the softest glow of blue light coming from Vi's side of the bed. The moaning still quiet, but not distant. No. I see the ear buds lodged in her ear. Ever so slowly, I shift my body and look over her shoulder, careful not to alert her to my new wakened status.

I bite my lip. Clear as day... porn. Not just any porn... BBC porn.

I watch over her shoulder at the dark, thick and glistening cock ramming into the thick thighs of the white, blonde porn star. Her bolted on tits barely moving as the man on the screen pistons his hips. I can't tell... her hand underneath her cradling the phone. The other nowhere to be seen, somewhere under the covers I think. Is she touching herself? Or is she just watching? I can't feel any movement that indicates otherwise.

Her breathing is shallow and deep, I don't know what to think. I stay as still as possible, my hard cock pushing against my boxers.

A few minutes later, she closes the video and puts her phone to charge on the night stand, she shifts under the covers and doesn't take long for her breathing to become slow and peaceful.

Did she... know that I had woken up? Was this to tease me? Or was she curious what she would like underneath a black man? I shudder out a low breath. My cock raging below the covers, I close my eyes and try to rest.