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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. I love my husband more than anything, but life in the Iowa cornfields is anything but stimulating. So when Desmond, our new landlord, shows up unexpectedly to claim his inheritance, Taylor and I are surprised by more than his existence.

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?

I’ve only been helping Penny with her side business for a few months. I know her well enough but she keeps surprising me. Then she came to me with a story. That shocked me.

When Chad introduced me to Frank, I was unaware of how much my life might transform. If I desired that change. Yet, I find myself unsure about my aspirations. All I know is that I must decide between these two very different men.

After my MAGA Night, I knew I was a changed woman, at least for now. The problem was, and it was a big one, Chad knew it, too. Even worse, I didn’t care, heaven help me. He knew that soon enough as well.

As our relationship with DeAndre has evolved we find our marriage transformed. Our concept of who we are and what we mean to each other has too. I’ve never loved Victoria more but I’m so conflicted. I know what she needs me to do. But can I do it?

To say that DeAndre surprised Victoria and me is an understatement. Not just in what he was but who he was shocked us. What he wanted from Victoria left me appalled. That she gave it to him left me, well… Stunned.

Kaitlyn's black bull Tyrell loves that she still hates entertaining black men, so he ups the ante. He also relishes tormenting Kaitlyn and Carson. As an experienced bull, he knows just what buttons to push and how hard to push them.

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.

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.

Handsome, good kisser, love, and a rake. Those are the requirements Grace Snowdon expects to find in her future husband. However, Grace’s focused search for her perfect match during her debut season may be closer than she realizes…

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.

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....

Indulge your erotic fantasies with twenty hot stories, because under the shadow of Eros's wings, anything goes. This collection of highly erotic stories is designed for an adult audience and you will find scenes of domination, wild sex, homosexuality, threesomes and much more. Do you want to find out what will happen to Isabel, wife of the US presidential candidate, when she is invited to a rather peculiar party to ensure her husband's election? Would you let yourself be tied down and dominated by a perfect stranger you met in a chatroom?

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.

I don’t know where my fascination with women who sell their bodies came from. But I’ve been interested in them for a long time. As long as I can remember, to be honest. And now I’m going to be one. And I can’t wait.

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.

Once Leila flew from London to join our unusual family in Texas. She has taken to whoring like a fish takes to water. But she wonders if we’re being taken advantage of. I’ve been wondering the same thing.

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.

Those were the last words my gangsta bull said to me. Before he sold me. I had a choice - go back to my husband and forget I ever kidded myself about being black-owned. Or do what I was told. Can you guess what I decided to do?