Hotwife in the Club: Interracial Cuckold (Hotwives Gone Wild Book 4) by Leda Lakynn

Author:Leda Lakynn
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LL Erotica, Inc.
Published: 2016-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

4 Texts to the Cuckold

The next night I returned to Club HW without Greg. This time I took my girlfriend Carrie. After I told her what happened, she revealed that she had hooked up with ten different black guys there. Every time they took her back to their private rooms and fucked her brains out. That night Carrie and I wanted to take on a black bull together.

We both dressed in our sluttiest, barely-there clothes, and once again were admitted to Club HW ahead of all the other losers. Greg didn’t want to come, but he wanted me to keep him in the loop. That meant that every time, I saw a black guy that I wanted to fuck, I would text him a picture. Finally, Greg approved of a particularly sexy bull. Carrie and I flirted with him until he decided that he wanted to fuck the both of us.

While I rode my sexy black boyfriend’s cock, I texted pictures of it all to Greg. He got to see all the action. Not only that, but he’d have a record of it, so whenever he needed to get it up, he could check the pictures of a big black cock in my mouth, pussy and eventually my ass.

“So it all went well?” Dr. Kennedy asked us at our next appointment. I hadn’t ever found Dr. K attractive before, but now that I had a thing for black guys, I really wanted to fuck my sex therapist. I finally understood why that woman had kissed him after their appointment.

“Do you see how she’s dressed?” Greg asked, and I giggled. At our afternoon appointment, I came wearing basically nothing. My tits were hanging out of my bra-less tank top and my pussy lips curled around my too-tight daisy dukes.

“I always suspected you were a hotwife,” Dr. K said smiling. “And Greg, are you a cuckold?”

“She sends me pictures every single time she fucks around on me,” he said smiling.

Dr. K sat back in his chair, happy that he had solved another couple’s performance issues. “Just how many black guys have you fucked since the first time, Mallory?” he asked.

“Um… about 4,” I said, somewhat embarrassed that I had gone back to Club HW just about every night since that Saturday.

“Want to make it 5?” Dr. K asked. My mouth dropped at the thought.

“Sure she does doctor,” Greg said, grinning, already feeling for his hardening cock.

The End

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