Dirty Wives Bundle

By Dominique Paige, Anfisa Lovelace and Isabella Tropez

This explicit collection contains themes of housewives being dominated by a bigger man than their husband. Will these humiliated husbands be able to take it as their wife is impregnated and bred with no hesitation, and no condoms?
Cucking My Husband
Being stood up by her inattentive husband yet again is too much for Jenny to take, and she decides to get drunk at the hotel bar where they were supposed to meet. Her plans change when a couple of men come in and mistake her for an escort. She decides not to correct them... and finds herself getting the attention she wants from the black, white and well hung men.
Watching My Wife Get Reamed By My Childhood Bully 
When Alex agrees to be cuckolded by his wife to fulfill his ultimate fantasies, he has no idea what to expect. So when he gets a text message asking him to meet her at a hotel on the edge of town, he's as nervous as he is excited. Nothing can prepare him for what he sees when he walks in - his old highschool bully, Brad, and his naked wife about to become Brad's willing slut. Brad's mean, he's more successful than Alex, and to make matters worse he's hung like a horse while Alex is barely able to please his own wife. Can Alex handle the ultimate humiliation?
The Bellboy's Tip
Bored with her husband on another lavish but boring holiday, Emma decides to take matters into her own hand and finally show her pathetic husband what a real man can do with her, and to her.This is an explicit cuckold humiliation erotica.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erotic Bundles
• Release date: Apr 14, 2020

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Lovelace

Cucking My Husband

Dominique Paige

Jenny felt her grip tightening around the glass and forced herself to take a deep breath in an attempt to control her rising temper. She lifted the vodka and lemonade to take a sip, but her veneer of composure slipped when she glanced at her watch. It was now almost thirty five minutes since her husband should have turned up at the hotel bar to meet her and the annoyance that he hadn’t took hold. Finishing the drink, she signaled to the barman and waited for him to come across.

The same again please, she said.

The barman nodded and went to pour the vodka and lemonade. He placed it on the counter when he returned and Jenny thanked him as she paid for the drink. She lifted it to take a sip before reaching in her bag to get her phone. There were still no missed calls and she cursed her husband under her breath. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d stood her up and she tried to relax as she dialed his number then brought the handset up to her ear.

Where the hell are you? she let out in an irritated voice when the call was answered.

I’ve got to work late, Dan replied.

And you didn’t think to phone and tell me, Jenny went on in a rising voice.

She almost shouted her annoyance down the phone at him, but didn’t want to bring attention on herself and stopped herself from doing it.

Sorry, Dan said. I was busy.

The tone of his voice indicated he wasn’t sorry in the slightest and the half-hearted apology only served to irritate Jenny more.

This is too much, she hissed in a clipped tone. It was your bloody idea to meet here tonight and you don’t even have the decency to let me know that you can’t make it. Do you think it’s funny to leave me sitting here alone?

No, I…

Oh, don’t bother with your worthless apology, Jenny interrupted. This is getting to be too much of a habit with you and I’m getting sick of it.

Her husband started trying to apologize again, but she dragged the phone from her ear and cut off the call. The hotel bar wasn’t busy, but she still glanced around. It didn’t appear anyone heard her conversation though and she dropped her gaze to the counter. She’d gone out of her way to dress up for the evening in the hope that she and Dan would stay in the hotel for the night.

Should’ve known better, she muttered as she picked up the glass to take a drink.

The situation brought it home that her marriage was becoming stale and her husband’s constant inattention was beginning to grate on her nerves. She looked down at the gold band on her finger, but it only annoyed her and she dragged it off to dump it in her handbag.

Fucking asshole, she let out under her breath.

She heard the sound of her phone ringing and lifted it to see her husband’s number showing on the screen. The last thing she wanted to do was listen to any more of his excuses and apologies, so she ignored his attempt to get in touch by switching the phone off. She downed the rest of the vodka and lemonade in one gulp then lifted her hand to signal to the barman.

Same again, he asked.

Jenny nodded her head and watched as he fetched the drink. She was getting the money to pay for it when she heard the sound of the voice.

I’ll get that.

She turned to the sight of a muscular, African American man dropping onto the stool right next to her.

No it’s…, she started to say, but didn’t get the chance to finish.

I insist, the man said and smiled before turning his attention to the man behind the counter. I’ll have a couple of beers too.

You really don’t have to, Jenny said when the barman walked away.

Of course I do. A beautiful, young lady shouldn’t have to pay and drink alone.

Oh, umm…, thank you, Jenny let out and felt the flush of red that colored her cheeks.

It was the first compliment she’d been paid in a long time and it reminded her of how nice it was.

And I have to say that dress looks fantastic on you.

Jenny smiled at another compliment, but said nothing as the barman came back with two beers. It made her realize the man sitting beside her wasn’t alone. Leaning forward in the pretense of picking up her glass, she glanced towards the second man. He wasn’t African American, but the dark stubble on his handsome face caught her attention. The man lifted his beer