The walk of shame

The two of them make their way back out of the tattoo shop the same way that they came in so many hours ago. Thankfully, the're able to unlock the front door from the inside, before locking up again after themselves. As she steps outside, Emily feels a small gust of wind blow between her legs. Shivers run up her spine as Emily feels the cool outside air blow into unholy places thanks to how stretched our her holes were the night before. This was going to be one interesting walk home.

The two girls walk side-by-side along the footpath, this time not holding hands. A sense of awkwardness is in the air as Emily remembers the shameful things they did in front of each other, and even with each other, the night before. Safe to say their relationship would never quite be the same again. As they walk the streets, Emily can't help but notice how shady this side of town feels. She couldn't believe the types of things she was getting up to the night before.

Emily's gait isn't quite right thanks to all the dick she took in both her holes last night. She struggles to keep things in a straight line, and every now and then she feels like one of her legs might give out, but she thankfully manages to catch herself each time. With the night she had, she might not be walking right for a week.

As the two of them make their way to Val's boyfriend's apartment, multiple groups of men catcall them, clearly excited by the pair of scantily dressed and voluptuous bodied white women. Emily's cheeks go red as they call out all sorts of obscene things to them.

"Damn ladies, why don't you bring your fine asses on over here." Some construction workers call out to them.

"Look at the ass on that one. I can see it peaking out under that tiny dress." One of them says with a wolf whistle, causing Emily to desperately try and pull her short dress down over her fat ass to cover herself some more, to no avail.

"How much to tap that ass?" One man calls out to them, assuming they're prostitutes with the way they're dressed.

The two of them try to pay the men no mind, focusing on walking to their destination as quickly as possible. Eventually, they reach their destination and make their way into the elevator. Emily can't help but think that her friend looks a little nervous as they're reaching home. She tries not to worry about it, instead focusing on stifling a sneeze brought on by her hayfever after being outdoors. However, her allergies get the better of her and she lets out a single, powerful sneeze.

*ACHOO*

The moment she lets the sneeze out Emily realises her mistake. In an instant, just a fraction of the copious amounts of cum that were held deep inside of her are sent spurting out of both her holes. Even still, it's plenty to coat her inner thighs in the stuff and create a puddle of thick white sperm on the floor of the elevator beneath her thanks to her severe lack of underwear. Emily's cheeks turn pink with embarrassment as she feels the relief of letting out just a small amount of the thick white liquid that's making her feel so bloated.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry." She says, turning to her friend with a look of embarrassment.

"Don't worry girl, I've been there." She says with a smile.

"Here, let me help you." Val says, using a finger to lick up some of the cum stuck to the inside of Emily's thigh.

She keeps going until she gets to the last thick glob of cum, which she surprises Emily with by sticking it straight in her mouth. Emily instinctively sucks on her friend's finger, savouring in the taste of the stuff which she developed such a strong liking for last night. The moment she catches herself in the act, she quickly swallows and stops sucking, ashamed of her actions.

*DING*

The elevator reaches their floor and the pair quickly exit the elevator, leaving a small mess on the floor as they leave. Emily looks back at it, humiliated by what just happened but happy to be moving as far away from the evidence as possible.