Melanie might have retired from being a hot in-demand pornography actress, but she still knows how to have spicy no-holds-barred fun with her husband. Then she's recognized by a powerful black cop who wants to possess her. He has the one thing she needs more than anything else. Will she return to Paul, or will he lose her to a BBC alpha-male stud with a badge?~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Melanie visited the restroom to clean up as best she could, and our waitress stopped as we walked toward the front door. "My name is Jane. I don't expect you to remember me since you're famous, but I will call you, and I'll do anything for you. I mean it. Anything at all."My wife gave Jane a chaste hug before asking her, "Why do you think I'm famous?""I saw a movie you were inmy old boyfriend's in love with you. He made me watch," Jane blushed as only a natural blonde could. The red extended to the roots of her hair. "I guess I'm a little in love with you too.""Those movies were made a long time ago." I was urging Melanie out the door. Our conversation was being overheard.I could tell my wife didn't want to smile when we left. Outside she hugged my arm as we walked toward the valet stand."It was nice to have you with us, Ms. Kitty. We don't get many personalities."I was embarrassed to be with her and driving a five-year-old Honda. But Ms. Kitty couldn't wait to leave. "They recognized me; nobody has made the connection for so long why tonight?"I pulled into another lot and parked next to an upscale bar attached to a hotel. "I think we need another drink," I said. We also needed to talk away from the kids and their babysitter. Melanie looked as though she understood.Three men were entering the bar ahead of us. One of them turned, looked at my wife, and said loud enough for all to hear. "Britany Kitty, hey guys. This beauty is Britany Kitty."It could have been the start of a bad scene, but Melanie flashed a million-dollar smile, and I offered to buy everyone a drink. Leon, Troy, and Alex fell all over themselves to take me up on it.We were all sitting at a large round table when Randy, the massive black cop who had danced with Melanie, joined us. Again, I thought there could be trouble until the group welcomed him as their Sargent. Randy didn't even look at me except when he told me to move so he could sit next to my wife. So much for our private talk."This is exciting," Alex said. I didn't have their names straight, but it wasn't Randy. He looked at my wife the way a coyote looks at a helpless baby rabbit. "You're even more beautiful in person. I'm all excited just from looking at you.""Have you met my husband?" Melanie asked, pointing at me around Randy."Yeah, sure, how you doin'?'" he said without looking away from my wife."I'm doing well, fellas. How about if I buy another round of drinks, and then we have to ..."I was cut off by Randy speaking to my wife, "I like your dress; spread your legs a little more for me."Melanie didn't say anything, and Randy continued, "Thata girl. Exciting, isn't it, Britany?" Randy said. His voice was so deep I felt the rumble in my chest."I mind," I said, and when no one paid attention, I said it louder.Randy's service weapon and badge were pressed hard into the flesh above my belt. He looked the size of a college football offensive tackle. "I don't remember anyone asking you," his voice rumbled.

He didn't have a choice really, the mobster had him over a barrel. He could either give up his wife or... he didn't want to think about the or.' It was Candy who made the decision for him. "Please don't hurt my husband. We'll do anything you want. I'll go with you." Doug could only watch helplessly as his beautiful wife walked away with the Russian gangster.~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~I didn't know what to expect when I was led out of the bar by Vlad. Doug looked so alone. I was an emotional mess leaving the husband I loved so dearly but knowing there was no way to avoid being taken by Vlad.I was still shocked by the threat to my husband. It had sounded unreal, like a line from a gangster movie. But Vlad didn't make empty threats, I knew he meant what he said.I sat next to Vlad in the backseat of a huge black SUV, Michael drove. Vlad was such a strong, dangerous man. I tried to deny the warm rush running through my body.Neither man said a word to me until we were several blocks away."It's nice to see you again, Candy," Vlad said, in a flat voice. His voice made my skin prickle, and goosebumps of excitement covered my arms and legs. My sex felt achy.Of course, Vlad noticed. "You're excited, aren't you, Candy?" he looked over at me. "There's no sense lying about it. You're mine now."I shivered, knowing I now belonged to Vlad. "Where are we going?"Michael laughed and Vlad said, "You're going to your new home so you can meet the boys. You like meeting new people, don't you?"Vlad's voice was flat and cold toward me. I was terrified, and aroused. I had no say in where I was taken or what Vlad's boys did to me. A combination of fear, anxiety and arousal pounded through my body. Vlad was incredibly appealing. He was handsome as well as rich and powerful; and he had a huge down there. The problem was: he didn't care what happened to me, or if he ruined my marriage.I squeezed my knees together and felt the buzz it caused. For some reason Vlad excited me more than my husband ever had.We pulled into a large driveway entrance under an industrial building. Michael maneuvered the SUV among several large garbage trucks and backed into a spot marked private,' next to a heavy looking steel door.Michael pointed me toward the steel door which was rapidly closing behind Vlad's back. Once through, I was met by a short, strong looking older man with only a fringe of black hair surrounding a shiny bald dome. He was wearing a dirty, torn tee shirt, and a pistol. He seemed to know only a few words of English, making him hard to understand through his thick Russian accent."Take off," was all he said, pointing at my clothing."Where?" I asked. We were in a room with plain egg yolk colored walls and a concrete floor covered in a patchwork of thin rugs. There was a small bar at one end of the room along with five sets of tables and chairs.Men were standing at the bar and sitting at some of the tables. Two were playing pool in one corner. All had stopped what they'd been doing to watch."Here. Take. Off," he repeated."You want me to strip here?""Here. Glupyy," he yelled. Later I was told he'd called me stupid. It could have been worse.One of the guys mimicked him.

Get the entire hotwife trilogy! Hunter and Lexi's relationship has grown stale when he suggests spicing things up with a Dare Bucket. Half the dares must be intensely sexual. Once a week, they draw a random card...and the racy hotwife excitement begins! Can Lexi handle a thrilling affair with a stunning blonde lesbian while a sexy black bull roughly uses her?~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~We met Willie at the same bar he and I had been in the last time. We were to meet in front. Lexi greeted Willie with her arms around his neck and a warm, lingering kiss. Both ignored me."I'll be riding with Willie, honey. You can follow us," Lexi said, barely looking at me.I had a terrible time even finding their car. I pulled in behind them just in time to see Lexi's head disappear in the direction of Willie's lap. When we pulled up in front of a rundown house in a marginal part of town, my emotions were ranging from remorse to elation. I was having a hard time catching my breath, and my skin felt like it was burning. At the same time, I was sporting a hard tube running down the inside of my left thigh.Willie got out of his car and went around to open Lexi's door. At first, I thought he was a gentleman until Lexi bolted from the car and ran to the front door without clothing, holding herself so that she wouldn't bounce. Willie let her stand by the front door until I joined them, carrying all my gear. Only then did he open the door for us.The inside was just as bad as the outsideworn-out furniture surrounded by empty beer cans and liquor bottles. Sitting on the furniture were five black men. Some were wearing jeans and wife-beater t-shirts, a few wore only their boxers.I had the camera running, holding it in my hand as they all turned to look at us. Lexi tried to cover herself with an arm and a hand. Her face and chest were bright red as Willie pulled her into him from the side."This is our entertainment, Lexi," he said as my wife rubbed against him. "She's ready for us, aren't you?" Lexi could only blush a deeper red as he pushed her into the center of the room.She tried to cover up again, but Willie pulled her arms back, restraining her, so she was exposed, helpless to the room. As he pushed my wife forward, he introduced everybody."This is Randy, James, LeRoy, DeMarcus, and Russell." They each stepped forward and circled my wife. "You be careful of Russell, we call him the horse.'"My wife was led into the bedroom and laid out on the bed, and I followed with the video camera. Lexi didn't seem uncomfortable as Randy spread her legs to expose her to the men.As he started licking her, my wife was distracted by the men stripping and surrounding her. The only man to keep his boxers on was Russell, but it was evident that he was massive. His underwear couldn't contain him. Each of the men were above-average in size, but Russell made me afraid for my wife.I watched as she took turns kissing each of them as Randy continued to work on her. I was having second and maybe even third thoughts about my wife being the center of a black gang.

The fall could have killed me, and for now I was stuck in a hospital bed, unable to use my arms or legs. I could only listen--frustrated and aroused--as horny men used my gorgeous wife Adrianna. We'd talked about my strange desire to share her, and now it was really happening! I've lost count of the number of demanding bulls who have used her. Will she ever be satisfied with just one man again?~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~"Do you like it? Do you like touching me?" I could clearly hear Rocky through the vents.Adrianna's voice had begun to shake. "There's a problem with the window in the master bedroom, would you take a look at it for me?""Sure, Adrianna," Erik answered. There were more wet kissing noises, and my wife moaned. "We'd be happy to help you in the bedroom."My wife excused herself and took the empties to the kitchen. My heart was pounding. Had I heard right? Had Adrianna invited two men to our bedroom? I'd swollen again, and I felt a tightness in my chest. It was the same feelings of fear and anticipation I'd experienced as a kid playing hide-and-go-seek when I was about to be found."Is she saying what I think she's saying?" Erik whispered."I heard her invite us to her bedroom," Rocky wasn't trying to be quiet."It's just up here," Adrianna had returned, and I heard boots on the wooden steps. I pretended to be asleep in case Adrianna looked in on me. I listened to her tiptoe in and out of my room, followed by a whispered, "Shhh, he's sleeping."It was almost comical hearing the two big guys try to be quiet walking into the bedroom and leaving the door open. Adrianna started to explain how one of the windows wasn't working properly. I thought the old rope holding the counterweight had broken inside the wall.The guys pretended to look while I sensed them crowding my wife. "He's just down the hall ...please, don't." Adrianna sighed, and there were more wet kissing noises."I just have a few things I need someone to help me with.""We'll be happy to help you," Rocky murmured."I can't ...oh, god." Adrianna sounded as though she were hyperventilating."You're so wet," Erik said. "You don't need this dress anymore."Our old mattress squeaked as a weight settled on it. Then the whisper of cloth against skin as the men took their pants off."Rocky ...please," then silence, except for more kissing. Then a new wet sound. "Oh ...Erik ...you shouldn't ...not there."I could picture a naked Adrianna kissing Rocky while Erik knelt between her thighs. My ears were working overtime, listening for the slightest sound from across the hall.

Katie loves Mack even though he's very small "down there." She only has one stipulation when they get married: if she ever meets her favorite actor, she can have a wild no-holds-barred affair with him. Mack agrees, then is stunned when a gorgeous lookalike enters their lives. Can he keep his marriage intact when he learns that Katie's wild fling won't be just a one-night stand? ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ They continued to kiss for a long minute while he caressed her, and as the kiss ended, Katie took his wrist and held him on her breast before slowly pulling his hand out of her costume. She was smiling up at him, though; she certainly wasn't angry. Her nips were making hard bumps in the fabric. I tried to keep an eye on them after that, but I lost them in the crowd. Later I went looking for them. No, it wasn't like the stories. I didn't find them going at it hot and heavy. In fact, Katie found me. She was breathless and a little mussed. Her face was flushed as she dragged me upstairs and into one of the guest bedrooms. As soon as we entered, she threw herself at me, kissing me passionately and digging under my toga. "I really need you to do me right now. I'm so damn horny. I can't stand it." She was panting with need. "Please, eat me, Mack. I'll do anything you want. Just take care of your wife." She was hot. I reached under her toga to find her panties dripping wet. It was like they'd come out of the washing machine. She had soaked through them. With her help, I had her panties off in a minute and held them dripping in my hand. I slipped my hand back under her toga to find her completely open and her nub hard under my fingers. Just touching her made her hump and sigh as if we were already making love. "Get ready," I said. "I'll be right back." She looked at me in surprise and disappointment, but I was out the door before she could say anything. I walked down the hall a few feet, and as the bathroom door opened, Brad Peterson stepped out, adjusting his toga. Do you know how sometimes, just like that, you make an off-the-cuff decision that forever changes your life? Later, you can't quite remember why you did what you did? "Hi, Brad," I said. "Um... Katie's in there." I pointed at the door with my head. "She asked me to give you these and bring you back with me." I handed him the sodden panties with my heart pounding in my throat. My mouth was suddenly dry, and I don't think I could have said any more than I did. Brad examined the panties and brought them to his nose. After a small sniff, he smiled at me. "Okay." I opened the door to the room to see Katie on the bed, totally naked with her legs spread and her fingers working feverishly. She looked up in surprise as Brad followed me into the room. "Oh Christ," she breathed, just above a whisper, her eyes fixed on his face.