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.

“I was too nervous to sit still but too desperate to leave.” I wasn’t miserable in my ten-year marriage but I wasn’t exactly happy, either. When I confided as much to my neighbor, I discovered a secret that rocked my world. Some of my best friends were members of the secret White Hot Wives Club and had been for years without telling me. But now that I knew, I was determined to take full advantage of all the perks that came with membership, including the effect it might have on my husband.

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.

Lexi, my second wife, is everything my first wife was not, which thrills me no end. She's gorgeous, petite, fun-loving, uninhibited, and adventurous. So adventurous. So when her brunch crew began to discuss the new club one of them joined, Lexi was all in. And the next thing I know, we're all in. Which blows me away.

Dana Ransom's life has been in shambles, ever since her relationship with her business partner Benjamin turned into a hellish war and he split. She's a genius of an artist and designer, but a total failure running the company she and Ben own. Even her new lover Locksley's controlling ways can't seem to set her straight.

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.

The day I met my wife I fell in love forever. Kyra was so sweet and innocent, almost shy, and I couldn’t imagine living without her. And she loved me with her whole heart. But when we started to talk about dark and forbidden things, I was simply thrilled. Now I know that I should have been worried. I never imagined Kyra would change so much. That I would change as well. And us. Especially us.

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.

The day Hallie walked into my life, I had no idea she would fulfill a fantasy I didn’t realize I had. A fantasy she didn’t even know existed. “What’s a cuckold?” she asked the first time we watched a certain video together. It wasn’t the last video we watched together, but it set the rest in motion. Until all the pieces fell into place. And my life changed. Our lives changed. Forever.

When my wife’s new BFF talked her into trying her hand at writing erotica, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. As long as I could convince Allie to write about my favorite kind of smut - hotwives and their cuckolds. Which, miraculously, I managed to pull off.

Since we moved to my husband’s boyhood home in the country, I’ve struggled to come to grips with my new life as a tenant farmer's wife. It’s not that I didn’t know what Taylor wanted to do with his life, I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon after we got married.

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...

Penny McHale didn't quite know what to do. On one hand, her Black Master and lover, Anthony, wanted her to fully commit to the lifestyle. The domineering lawyer had even prepared divorce papers for her! On the other, she truly loved her handsome white husband, Joe. What is a poor little redhead to do? Especially when she's so completely, thoroughly addicted to BBC and longs to be Black Owned? Read the sexy final chapter, and find out!

Part Three of Penny McHale's slow but inevitable slide into worshiping BBC and submitting to black men. Her rich lover Anthony whisks her away to a four week island vacation. While away from her husband, the beautiful little redhead learns just how much deeper she can go, and makes a vow that will forever change her life!

When Grace gets invited to an ‘experience’ south of the Mason-Dixon line, she’s more than a bit skeptical. She’s never visited the Confederate States of America in her life. But when her best friend talks her into going, she gets cautiously excited. It’s supposed to be a fun, enlightening experience, the likes of which she’s never contemplated.