Her Next-Door Bull: An Interracial, Cheating, Cuckolding Story (The Hotwife Next Door Book 1) by Tiga Monroe

Author:Tiga Monroe
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2022-11-23T05:00:00+00:00

Here’s a little preview of what happens next in Her Bull’s Backyard Spit Roast.

"Hey Rone, you got space for these thighs?" calls an unfamiliar man, stepping out of Tyrone's backdoor with a sheet tray full of seasoned chicken thighs. He's another giant like Tyrone, with a similar build, biceps like tree trunks, bald head gleaming mahogany in the sunlight. The closer he gets, the smaller I feel.

And then I notice Emma eyeing him like she's starving and he's a mouth-watering steak.

Tyrone sees it, too, but there's no spark of jealousy in his eyes, just amusement. "You know I love a couple of juicy thighs," he says, letting his eyes rove down Emma's body again, licking his lips for effect. He works the grill expertly without missing a beat, making room for the chicken. "This is my buddy, Jamal. We played ball together back in the day," he says. "These are my neighbors, Emma and Barry."

There's nothing unusual about the introduction, but the way Jamal looks at us gets under my skin. He knows. My paranoia has been getting to me all afternoon, but this is different. The two former athletes exchange a look between them, both looking at my wife like a couple of sharks circling a lone seal.

Damn it, the thought of both of them taking her makes me even harder than thinking about her fucking Tyrone alone. How am I supposed to get through this party while I've got images like that flashing through my head every few minutes?

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jamal," Emma says, smiling sweetly.

Jamal grins back. "The pleasure's mine," he says, leaning in closer, his voice lowered when he adds, "for now."

Emma squeaks a response, her eyes wide when she looks over to Tyrone. He doesn't say anything one way or another, his face giving nothing away, but somehow that makes me more nervous. Maybe he does just want to keep us on edge, wondering what it would be like. Or maybe he and his friend are going to double-team my wife until she's had so many orgasms she doesn't know her own name.

Fuck.

"Enjoy the party," Tyrone says to us both. "We'll catch up later," he adds. My cock responds to the suggestion in his voice, a dozen more erotic images flashing through my mind, each one filthier and more depraved than the one before.

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