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Falling for the boy next door wouldn’t have been so bad for Eliza, if the object of her affection wasn’t also the son of her father’s rival. Eliza is willing to risk everything for a shot at true happiness after she had given everything to the magnetic future Earl of Craven. Until he sleeps with her and then breaks her heart, that is, and shows up years later, as if nothing has happened. Can Eliza forgive and forget? Or will love be her undoing once more?

Mike adored his Wife and just wanted her to be happy, he knew she wanted more but he did not yet know that he was going to be a cuckold, and did not realize he could be submissive, in fact he didn’t know that a single decision would end up with him a willing cuck, caged and dominated by his Wife, his Boss, the PA and his clients.

We're all crazy in our own way. When I met my new neighbor I never dreamed she would be such a bad influence on me. But she was. She taught me things I never knew about myself. Things I had no idea even existed. Things I never even fantasized about. Until one day...

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.

What is a perfect cuckold? My husband. Perfect for me, at least, and isn’t that all that matters? Well, no, not really. But it’s a start. A very good one at that. So, let me tell you my story…

When I met my new neighbor I never dreamed she would be such a bad influence on me. But she was. She taught me things I never knew about myself. Things I had no idea even existed. Things I never even fantasized about. Until one day …

What is a perfect cuckold? My husband. Perfect for me, at least, and isn’t that all that matters? Well, no, not really. But it’s a start. A very good one at that. So, let me tell you my story....

During her year of moonlighting as a "hospitality specialist" at the Penthouse Hotel, USC film student Kaitlyn politely declined entertaining black men. Even when Tyrell, a handsome and well-connected black man offered to help her show business ambitions, she respectfully refused his advances. But when her new boyfriend Carson told her of his fascination with interracial sex, he unleashed an unexpected torrent of conflicting emotions and desires that set all three of them on a collision course of lust and betrayal.

Five hotwives, five cuckolds, five black bulls.

I didn't know what to expect when my editor ordered me to do a story about Club-sub. My boyfriend was all for it. But I never thought of myself as submissive and I didn't get chastity belts. Why would anyone do that to themselves? Why indeed.

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 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.

I met my future husband over Words with Friends back when that was a thing. What I didn’t realize was that he lived almost 5000 miles away from my home in London. But when we finally met in person after a 3-year long-distance friendship. It wasn’t quite love at first sight, but close. So I moved to Houston and married him.

“You just make it known that you’re open to a little familiarity,” my boss told me when he hired me. Looking back, I realize that’s where all this started. I was the bait, the lure, the unattainable prize. Until I wasn’t so unattainable after all. From there, it was a direct descent to where I am now. A married woman, a hotwife, an escort. It’s a journey I’m still on. And loving every minute of it.

I want to ask you how far you're willing to let me take you. My boyfriend, bull, pimp, whatever, is blunt, as always. But I can't give him an answer. I don't know the answer. So we'll explore. Together.

I doubted my husband when he told me I should give myself to another man. I was shocked at how much I loved it when it finally happened.

"Very few people can handle getting everything they ever wanted." Peg Shaw should be happy. Her husband Braden loves her and she loves him. They have a good life together and she knows he'd do anything for her - he already has. The freedom he gave her was more than any woman could ever want, or expect. He is truly extraordinary. So why is she so restless? And anxious to get back to the life she left behind? A life she thought was over, a life she tried to forget, but couldn't.

Schyler James is intrigued. Her husband Mark has opened the door to new possibilities in their evolving relationship, but he’s unwilling or unable to decide just how evolved they should be. So it’s up to Schyler to make the call. For both of them. And he’ll just have to live with her decision.

Feigning ambivalence had always worked wonders for Mark James. He was never the best-looking guy at the party, or even in the top three, but he always took home the best-looking women. Including, most spectacularly, Schyler Derrington, the most beautiful, desirable, unattainable woman he’d ever seen. The woman he married. And that was the start of everything that followed, good and bad.

The day he bought me, I realized I’d found the man I’d spend my life with. Now it was just a matter of figuring out how we would live our lives together. How I could do for him what he did for me. Which was everything.