All good things must come to an end

To absolutely no one's surprise, except perhaps Emily, her secret double life as a BBC addicted queen of spades slut could only remain secret for so long. One fateful evening, Emily found herself on her living room couch getting double penetrated by two black men who she had enticed over with a quick raunchy lingerie shoot. One was underneath her on the leather couch, his cock deep within her pussy, whilst the other was behind her fucking her ass raw.

*SPANK*

"That's it hoe, throw that ass back on this dick." The man behind her says after spanking her ass hard.

"Mm! Yes daddy... fuck I love it... when you stretch... both my holes out at once." Emily whimpers.

The three of them were free to make as much noise as they wanted thanks to her boyfriend being out for drinks with some of his friends that evening. Even still, these days she got strange looks from her neighbours whenever they crossed paths in the hallway, each of them almost certainly having heard her moaning like a whore on multiple occasions when she had 'visitors' over. Some probably just thought that the noises were from her and her boyfriend, whilst others had seen groups of black men coming and going from their apartment on more than one occasion. Thankfully they had all kept their mouths shut, as far as she was aware.

*CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*

Her living room echoes with the loud sounds of her fat ass cheeks clapping against the hips of the man behind her. Emily feels yet another orgasm building, her sixth of the evening. Despite having already enjoyed so many, this one was just as intense as the rest.

"Oh! Oh fuck! I'm... I'm cumming!" She squeals out.

Her eyes roll back as her pussy quivers, spraying her squirt juices all over the man beneath her along with her leather couch, adding to the mess she would have to clean up before her boyfriend came home. As she cums, the men don't slow down the pace at which they're pounding her holes. In fact, they both increase their pace and **** significantly. The man behind her grabs a firm hold on her hips, using it as leverage to plow his cock balls deep into her ass. It's enough to knock the wind from Emily's lungs, muting her moans as she no longer has the breath to disturb her neighbours with the sounds of her orgasm.

As her orgasm winds down, she hears a noise coming from in front of her that makes her lick her lips with excitement. The feint jingle of keys can be heard between clapping sounds from the other side of her front door. In her current position, Emily is facing straight towards it, where she watches, eagerly awaiting a newcomer. That third cock would feel excellent down her throat right now.

However, to her horror, the door sings open and standing before her is no black man ready to come fill her third hole, but rather her boyfriend. As he opens the door to the scene of his girlfriend getting her ass and pussy railed by two black men on his own couch, he drops his keys and jaw to the floor in sync. Emily herself immediately gains the most terrified expression of her life as she realises what's happening. Even the men fucking her pause for a moment and look at the newcomer, albeit not nearly as shaken as the young couple.

"Oh my God! Babe... what... what are you doing here?" Emily exclaims, remaining stuck in her position with BBC in her ass and pussy as she asks.

"Um... I... ahh... we decided to... call it quits early." Her boyfriend responds, still taking in what he's just walked in on.

As he answers he clumsily picks up his keys from the floor and steps inside, shutting the door behind him so the four of them are now alone within their apartment. Emily can tell that he's a bit drunk by his speech and his movements.

"Babe I'm... I'm so sorry. I just... there's so much for me to explain. Will you... will you let me explain?" Emily pleads.

"I.. I suppose. Sure." He says, still not quite revealing how he's reacting to walking in on his girlfriend cheating on him with two black men.

He certainly doesn't seem angry at the very least. Surprising given most men would most likely be furious in this situation.

"Hope you don't mean now hoe, cause we ain't finished with you yet." The man beneath her says, speaking with a surprising degree of calmness in this awkward situation.

"What come on guys, you can't be serious. My boyfriend is here." Emily pleads.

"We know you ain't finna leave us with blue balls hoe, you better than that. Besides, he already knows you been cheating, what does it matter if you finish the job." The man says so casually.

"Sorry baby, they're right, I wouldn't want to leave them like this. It wouldn't be fair with how many times they've made me cum already tonight." Emily says, not yet satisfied for the evening.

"I guess that's alright." He answers.

Emily is surprised at how calm he's remaining. The whole time his eyes haven't moved from her bottom half, where the men's cocks are still occupying her ass and pussy.

"Do you want to wait for me in the bedroom? We shouldn't be more than another hour." Emily asks, her embarrassment and guilt from being seen by her boyfriend like this growing.

"Is it... um... is it alright if I stay?" He asks timidly.

"Ummm... I guess it's up to you guys." Emily asks the two men still inside of her, completely shocked at her boyfriend's words.

"I couldn't care less." One man says.

"Neither." Shrugs the other.

"Ok then." Her husband says, walking over to the couch and sitting near them.