Cuckold Monthly

By Bobbi Love

SYNOPSIS:
Allen Tillerson is married to the woman of his dreams. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl from Texas, his wife is smart, confident, big-hearted, and sexy as hell. Add in his well-paying job and big house and Allen is living the perfect American life.

Then one day Allen finds something in his mailbox which isn't supposed to be there. It's a magazine called Cuckold Monthly. Obviously it was sent to him by someone as a prank, meant to embarrass him. But when the magazine ends up in the hands of Jamal Delroy, a black guy who lives across the street, Allen is utterly mortified. Allen is the last person on earth who would look at such a disgusting periodical. But before he has a chance to cancel his subscription, his curiosity gets the better of him. The spell has been cast. And suddenly Allen can't get enough of those pictures of beautiful white wives and large alpha black men. Soon the contrast of their bodies is the most erotic thing Allen has ever seen.

Will Allen's beautiful wife find out about his new obsession? Will Allen be able to balance his dual roles as loving husband and wannabe cuckold? Will Allen's black neighbor take advantage of Allen's secret perversion?

All of these questions will be answered in this hot, steamy interracial/cuckold story about the new phenomenon sweeping the country: white wives submitting to alpha black men. Welcome to the interracial revolution!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bobbi Love
• Release date: Dec 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370076598

Bobbi Love

Hi, I'm Bobbi Love. Obviously, this is not my real name. This is only my fake name. Hm, what else? Well, I'm from Texas. I was born in 1985. I've always had a very dirty imagination, I suppose. I wrote my first "novel" when I was eleven years-old. (It was about a group of mermaids who started an all-girl band, ha ha.) But after that I sort of stopped writing. Then I went to an all-girl college in Texas. Now I'm married to one of the best guys in the world. Unfortunately, he has no idea what a dirty, depraved, messed-up woman he has on his hands. Ha ha. Well, I hope you guys enjoy my stories. Please feel free to leave comments, or suggestions, or reviews or whatever. KK, thx!

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Cuckold Monthly

Interracial/Cuckold Erotica

Copyright 2017 Bobbi Love

Published by Bobbi Love at Smashwords

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Table of Contents

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

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Part One

Allen Tillerson was doing the laundry when the doorbell rang. He finished folding a pair of his wife's panties and walked over to the window. When he saw Jamal Delroy standing outside on the porch, Allen groaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

Fuck, Allen thought.

Jamal was Allen's neighbor, the newest edition to a street of well-kept houses with two-car garages. In the lily white subdivision, Jamal's 6'2" 250 pound frame made him impossible to miss. Jamal was married to a woman named Latasha who worked as a nurse. She had nice proportions, skin like chocolate, but Allen had never been that interested in her. Ever since he could remember, he'd had a strong preference for bouncy blondes. Southern girls were his favorite. His own wife, Kelly Tillerson, was blonde, blue-eyed, busty, and extremely outgoing the way Texas girls tend to be. Her mother was a former Dallas Cowboy cheerleader and Kelly inherited every drop of sexiness. Kelly was the perfect woman for Allen.

After Allen opened the door he was met with one of Jamal's arrogant grins.

Oh, hey Jamal. What's up? said Allen, hating how nervous his neighbor always made him feel.

Jamal cocked his head to the side and said, Hey little buddy, how's it going?

It's fine, said Allen.

Jamal laughed. His laugh was so deep and masculine that it actually made Allen more nervous. Are you missing any magazines? I think I have something of yours.

Magazines?

Jamal chuckled some more. They accidentally put it in my mailbox. It has your name and address on the back, that's how I know. Clearly there was a mix-up.

Allen didn't see what was so damn funny. He couldn't understand why Jamal kept smiling at him like that. It was just a magazine. He figured it was one of Kelly's subscriptions because already she received a dozen or so magazines on fashion, hair styling, interior decorating, sewing, and cooking. Lucky for both of them, Allen could afford such things because he'd recently been promoted to head of the service accounts department.

It's probably for my wife, said Allen, nodding.

You sure about that? Jamal's laugh