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The effect I have on men scares me. So over the years, I’ve kept my distance. But since my husband encouraged me to become a hotwife, I’ve changed. First, I took on a bull. Then, I joined the Black Bull Club with four other hotwives. It’s been an unnerving experience, to say the least. Especially when each of the other hotwives in our Club had their very own ‘special party’. Now they tell me that it’s my turn. But what they don’t know is the effect I have on men. Their men.

Once I reconnected with Bettie, I was in heaven. I’d never had a girlfriend like her and I was over the moon about it. That should have been enough. But it wasn’t. Not just because I wanted more, although I did want more. I never would have considered what came to pass unless Bette wanted it too. Did she really want it, though? Or was she just telling me what she thought I wanted to hear?

My wife Sloane is trying to motivate me. I know she means well but I wish she'd stop. Or try something a little more conventional. But conventional is not what she does. Never has, never will. For better and for worse. Until death do us part.

When Marqel, my bull, invited me to dinner to meet his business partner, I wondered what he wasn’t telling me. Marqel is big in the financial industry here in Charlotte and I couldn’t imagine his motivation. But once I met Calvin, his partner, I didn’t care. As the saying goes, that man can have his way with me. Little did I know how prophetic those words would turn out to be.

When my first bull lost me to another bull, I was fine with it. I needed a change. But the unintended consequences of that change were big. Really big. My husband refused to go along with the change. Now I’m trying to get him back to where I need him to be. All while adjusting to my new bull’s demands. Demands I never saw coming. Demands that rock my world.

I can’t say for sure that I adopted my rescue dog so I had an excuse to see Bettie at the dog park again. But if I’m being honest with you, or myself, that was definitely part of the reason I did. So when I ran into her after just a week of trekking uptown to our old haunt with my new mutt, I was thrilled to see her again. Even better, she seemed happy to see me, too.

My husband wanted me to sleep with a black man. My bull wanted me to sleep with other black men. I did what they wanted with no complaints. I may not be complaining, but when do I get to do something just for myself?

I took to the club Marlon introduced me to like a duck takes to water. And everything that went on there. Everything. Too soon though, it wasn’t enough. So we moved on to bigger and better things. The biggest and the best things.

My name is Fiona and this is the story of how my husband turned me into a BBC slut. Now I know what you’re thinking and no, I don’t mean a Big Black Cock slut, although that’s sort of true, too. What I’m talking about is the Black Bull Club. It’s a secret club of black men who act as bulls for hot wives and their cuckolds. I am a hotwife. My husband Mason is a cuckold. Lamar is my bull. This is my story.

When I met Oakley, I was a newly-promoted detective, the youngest in LAPD history. She was a rookie cop, stuck impersonating a hooker to catch johns for the Vice Squad. I had to admit, she looked good in her role. Too good. So I asked her out, liked what I learned about her and wound up marrying her. To the surprise of everyone who knew us. But only I knew the truth about her. Until she turned the tables on me.

Mariah may be the unofficial den mother on Paradise Lane, but she doesn’t look it. She’s gorgeous and not just for her age - she’s just flat-out beautiful. But the other women on the cul-de-sac think she’s a little bit of a prude. And when she hears that’s what they think of her, she set out to prove them wrong. Because there’s a lot they don’t know about her.

I am a trophy husband. No joke, but sometimes it does seem funny when I say it out loud. And sometimes, it doesn’t seem funny at all. But don’t feel sorry for me - I’m married to one of the most beautiful women in the world. She’s on a list. Just keep in mind that for every beautiful woman you see, there’s a man who got tired of her.

Erin’s best friend on Paradise Lane, the cul-de-sac where they both live, is blowing her mind. Ever since Darnell moved into the vacant house next door, strange things are happening. So when her friend confesses to what she’s doing, Erin is shocked beyond words. Until their other neighbor decides to join in the fun.

My wife Allie has taken a bull. Or, I should say, he’s taken her. And he’s got some very specific ideas about what it means to be a true cuckold. I’ve been a fan of interracial cuckolding my entire adult life. Now, I’m realizing just what that really means.

“He wants me to have his baby,” my seductive wife said to me. For years I loved my bachelorhood so much, I thought I’d never marry. Then I met Nadia. From the moment I first saw her, Nadia had me. But when I found out what she did for a living, I almost ended it. Until I realized how foolish I was being. That’s when life really got interesting. I had no idea being a cuckold would be so thrilling. Then Nadia’s bull put an end to all of that. And our lives were never the same again.

Do whores make the best wives? Lauren is about to find out. After working part-time at the Penthouse Hotel (a.k.a. the Whore Hotel) for a year, Lauren is ready to settle down. Her mentor at the hotel introduces her to her future husband, but also to his future boss, who insists on getting to know Lauren intimately. As her new life spirals into unexpected complications, Lauren discovers a world that surprises her in ways she never imagined possible. This book was previously released as Lauren at the Penthouse Hotel - Part 1.

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things—how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change.

At long last, I finally chose to take control. It was my husband’s idea to shake up our marriage so many months ago. He introduced me to a world I never knew existed. He pushed me to do things I still can’t believe I did. All because he needed to gratify his desire.

My life is spinning out of control. In just a few short months, I’ve gone from being a somewhat prim and proper wife and schoolteacher to something I didn’t know existed a year ago. A hotwife. I resisted at first, but now I’m committed. And I’m loving it. At my husband’s suggestion, I began seeing other men. I loved the attention at first. Then I discovered my husband had more than a desire to have me see other men.

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things - how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change. If I wanted it.