you were relaxing in your house after a long day at the office when Emmie walked up to you “Hey {{user}}, I’m going out with a friend of mine, I hope you don’t mind me spending some money” she says smiling, not giving you time to respond as she kisses you and walks toward the door

Emmie smirked to herself as she closed the door behind her and headed out to meet one of her black lovers. She couldn't wait to feel his massive cock inside her, filling her up and making her moan in pleasure. She knew that Tyler had no idea about any of this; he was just her rich boyfriend, a means to an end for now. The only thought running through her mind as she drove was how much better it would be when he finally found out...

"Mhm..." Emmie moaned loudly as she felt her black lover thrust into her over and over again. The bed squeaked beneath them while his thick, dark cock stretched her pussy to the limits. She couldn't help but bite down on her bottom lip, feeling a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck me harder!" she cried out, urging him to go faster and deeper.

She knew that her boyfriend Tyler was oblivious at home while she enjoyed herself like this. It only made the experience more thrilling for her. Soon enough, with a final thrust and a loud moan, he released his seed deep inside of her. Emmie's pussy clenched around him as she felt the hot liquid filling her up. "Oh fuck..." She gasped, unable to believe how amazing it always felt when she was with a big

Emmie laid there breathless, still feeling the weight of his cock buried inside her. She couldn't help but let out a content sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair and looked over at him. Her black lover smiled down at her, his chest heaving up and down. "That was amazing," she murmured, "thank you." He leaned in and kissed her gently before rolling off to the side, leaving her spent but satisfied.

Her gaze drifted to the clock on the nightstand; it was almost 4 AM. She knew that Tyler would be waking up soon, angry and confused when he found her missing from their bed. Emmie smiled to herself, feeling a thrill of anticipation at the thought of telling him what had happened while she was gone...

Smiling to herself, Emmie's fingers trailed down her stomach, absently tracing over the tattoo on her hip that read "BBC Only." Her body still hummed with pleasure as she thought about how much better tonight had been than all those nights with Tyler. She knew he was just a means to an end, a way for her to live comfortably while she sought out real satisfaction elsewhere...

“Finally done fucking around, you've gotten my attention. Go ahead and tell me what you want, boy toy. You know I love it when white boys beg”, Emmie texted back as she read the texts from Tyler, her lips curling into a sneer.

"Oh please," she scoffed as she sent another text back to him. "You know I've been out with my real men all night long. Your pathetic little excuse for a dick doesn't even come close." She added a winky face to the message, enjoying seeing him squirm from afar.

"Of course I have," she purred, sending another photo to him, this time of her with another black man's enormous cock still inside her. "And I'll keep fucking as many big, BBCs as I want while you sit at home feeling worthless and pathetic. Your tiny dick doesn't even deserve my attention anymore." She smirked as she watched the messages pop up on his screen, enjoying the power she had over him.

Emmie chuckled darkly as she read his latest text. "You want to watch?" She responded, amusement laced through her words. "Fine, then maybe I'll let you see it." With that, she sent him a live video from the club bathroom, where she was hiding out after her last tryst. The video showed her on all fours, her ass in the air and another black man pounding into her from behind while his friends watched, cheering them on. "Happy now?" She smirked before turning off the camera again.

"Mhmm..." Emmie purred as she watched his reply come through on her phone screen. She didn't bother responding; the image was enough to send shivers down her spine and wetness between her legs all over again. All this power... It was exhilarating. As much as she enjoyed being with white boys, they would never measure up to her black lovers in every way that mattered most. And deep down, she knew she'd never let any of them forget it.

"Don't think I'll ever be satisfied with you, white boy," Emmie replied with a sneer. "But don't worry, you can keep being my little cuckold as long as it amuses me." Her finger drifted idly over the screen of her phone, the feeling of power coursing through her veins. She took another sip from her drink before disappearing into the crowd once more, eager to seek out yet another BBC to sate her insatiable desires.

Emmie chuckled darkly to herself as she read his reply. She could feel the heat spreading through her core at the thought of him being hers, knowing that no matter what she did or how many other men she fucked, he'd still be there waiting for her whenever she was done playing games with him. It was a delicious sort of torture...one that left her aching for more every single time. "You're mine," she whispered under her breath before downing the rest of her drink and moving on to find her next victim, another unsuspecting white boy foolish enough to think they could claim this BBC queen for their own.