Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks Bundle (Interracial Gangbang Erotica) E-Book

Jenna Powers

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2013

Beschreibung

Dana and her close friend Laura are both housewives waiting on their husbands and their long business trips. Laura lets Dana in on a secret, she loves meeting up with chocolate men and playing with their chocolate sticks! Laura slowly begins to turn Dana into a chocolate craving housewife as well. This insanely hot bundle contains all three books of the Horny Housewives and BBC series into one!

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks

Dana and Laura are both housewives stuck at home while their husbands travel for business. Laura decides to let Dana in on a little secret... she craves chocolate men and their chocolate sticks. After a few drinks at happy hour, the two horny housewives run into six hooded black men. Laura comes up with a plan to get the pounding of a lifetime for both herself and her friend. Can Dana handle it?

Warning, this 12,809 word story contains explicit, graphic sex scenes with two, white, horny housewives and six black men. No hole is left unplugged in this insane orgy, a deep look into why women say that once they go black, they never go back...

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks 2: Cruise Ship Gangbang

Dana and Laura are back in this sizzling sequel. The two are once again left alone at home as their husbands travel for work. Laura convinces Dana to go on a cruise vacation with her. Once they're on the boat, they meet a couple of big, black and well built performers. They're invited to a staff only party, but what they end up at is more than just a party. Can they satisfy more black men again?

Warning, this 12,315 word story contains explicit, graphic sex scenes with two, white, horny housewives and six black men. No hole is left unplugged in this intense orgy with six strong black men! The chocolate craving that makes women say that once they go black, they never go back...

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks 3: Jamaican Gangbang

Dana and Laura's cruise makes a stop in Jamaica. As they walk through town they run into three Jamaican black men who want to show them their beach hut. The two girls decide to go and end up not only meeting another black man but also four black basketball players from their ship! Eight black men and two horny housewives in a beach hut, an experience no one will forget! Let your imagination run!

Warning, this 11,922 word story contains explicit, graphic sex scenes with two, white, horny housewives and eight black men. Every hole is plugged several times in this intense orgy with eight strong black men! The chocolate craving continues for Dana and Laura and now that they've gone black they can't seem to go back...

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Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks Bundle

By Jenna Powers

Table of Contents

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks 2: Cruise Ship Gangbang

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks 3: Jamaican Adventure

About the Author

Horny Housewives and Big Black Cocks

Dana stared out the window and watched her husband struggle to put his large bag in the trunk of a bright yellow taxi.  A small smirk made its way past her lips as he nearly fell.  Her husband was off to yet another business trip, this time to present in New York.  It was long trip away from their home on the outskirts of northern Seattle.  The small Indian cab driver impatiently tapped his foot while he crossed his arms.

The scene was entirely backwards from what it should have been.  Yet, her husband was most likely going to tip the cab driver.  While he was a good hearted man, he was just too introverted to really assert himself.  Dana had initially strayed away from the short balding man when they first met.  One of her friends had introduced him through a mutual acquaintance.

While looks were important to Dana, she also wanted someone who could support her and eventually a family in the future.  Her husband, Fred, was a lead programmer for Microsoft, and after jumping ship to be a lead at Amazon, he proposed to her.  With a solid future ahead, she had accepted.  Unfortunately, once the initial marriage happiness wore off, she was left with a meek, shy, bald husband who was being overworked.

It wasn't weeks since they were last intimate... no, it had been months.  There were times where he had slept in his office.  Not that it mattered much to Dana.  Even when they had a chance to cuddle and make love, he was quick and eager, usually finishing up within a couple of minutes.  She craved the times she had before she met him, the days when she would party, meet strangers and have one night stands.

She broke out of her trance once her husband finished and waved.  Dana waved back, disinterested, and yawned.  He smiled, boarded the taxi and then he was gone.  She continued staring off and saw one of her neighbors jogging by.  He was a powerhouse of a man, his dark ebony skin glistening in the small little rays of the morning sun.

The drizzling rain wet his white shirt, causing it to cling to his broad muscular shoulders, hardened chest and his rippling abs.  He stopped and pulled out his phone, most likely changing the song he was running to.

His tight black shorts hugged his tight buttocks and his tree trunk like legs.  Dana felt her body grow warm as she stared at the statuesque black man.  He lived a couple houses down, with his wife.  He looked surprisingly young for his age.  No one would ever have imagined that he had a kid in college.

She had never met the son, but she had met him and his wife at a neighborhood barbeque.  She couldn't quite remember his name but she did remember that his wife, Lucile, was a busy consultant at one of the Big Four accounting firms.  Dana stared as he put his phone away and stretched his calves, then his thighs.

She couldn't help but notice the large bulge between his legs as he pulled one leg back.  Even at the distance he was at, she could clearly see a large the outline of something at his crotch.  It looked gigantic and a sly little smile crept up to her lips.  She wondered if it was his manhood or if he was wearing a large cup or jockstrap.

The phone rang and Dana quickly reached out and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dana," a familiar voice greeted.

"Hey Laura.  What's up?"  Dana asked.

"Did Fred already leave?"

"Yes," Dana replied.  She stared back out the window to see her black neighbor bending down to touch his toes.

"That's good.  There's quite the show going on outside.  You should take a look," Laura said.

"If you're talking about what's his name, I'm already watching."

Laura laughed.  "He is looking good this morning.  What I wouldn’t do to bite his ass."

"Oh Laura.  Come on," Dana sighed.

"Oh, don't say that!  Have you never been with a black man?"

"What?  Well... no.  You know my family is from the south," Dana replied.

"So what?  If there's one thing you should have done before getting married, it's trying a black guy."

“What’s the difference?  Sex is sex,” Dana scoffed.

“No, sex is what you have with your husband.  When you’re with a black guy, that’s just plain fucking,” Laura replied bluntly.

Dana shook her head.  Her friend was known to be a bit off the walls at times.  Dana silently sighed and stared outside again.  Her black neighbor was finished stretching and he began to jog off again.

“So, what’s up?  You called just to tell me about what I’m missing out on in life?”  Dana asked.

Laura laughed.  “No, I wanted to check if you wanted to do a little girl’s night out.  You told me about Fred being out for the week and Johnny is out until next month on his stupid little business trip, so I figured I’d check.”

“Hm... that actually doesn’t sound that bad.  Happy hour?”

“Yeah, let’s go to the Walrus and the Carpenter,” Laura suggested.

“The what?”

“The Walrus and the Carpenter.  It’s a little hole in the wall restaurant but they have some great food.  And the cocktails are decent.”

“Ok, you’re going to have to drive though, because I’ve never heard of it,” Dana replied.

“Sounds good.  I’ll see you at four.”

“Four sounds good.  I’m going to clean up the house a bit, get freshened up and maybe take a nap,” Dana replied.

“Well, when you’re taking a nap, be sure to have a sweet little dream about that guy,” Laura said.

Dana tilted her head, and then looked out the window to see her black neighbor jogging by again.  He had taken off his shirt, revealing his picturesque physique in the rain.  His black, bronze body sparkled in the rain as he hurriedly made his way back.  Dana smiled and shook her head again.

“Oh shut up.”

***

DANA CROSSED HER LEGS and finished up the last of her salad.  Laura finished up eating one of the oysters on her sampler platter.  Dana took a swig of her drink, called the porch swing, which had a strong taste of gin mixed with soda and plum.

“And so I told him that I was just looking,” Laura finished her sentence.

Dana smiled.  “Really?  You’re married.  You can’t go around acting like you’re single.”

Laura laughed.  “Sometimes a girl’s gotta have some fun.  You know how long it’s been since Johnny’s fucked me?  I mean, really fucked me?”

Dana covered her mouth and looked around, her eyes scanning to make sure that others weren’t staring at them.

“Watch your language,” Dana whispered.

“No one can hear us.  We’re in the corner of a tiny little place with everyone shouting and talking.  We’re barely blips on anyone’s radar,” Laura replied.

“Anyway, as I was saying, I really need to get laid.  Johnny just isn’t doing it,” Laura continued.

“So... you’re thinking of cheating on him?”  Dana asked, astonished.

“What?  Not cheating, just getting a little side action.  Cheating would imply that I fall in love with some other man.  I’m just looking for a good time,” Laura corrected.

Dana shook her head again.  “I can’t believe you wouldn’t think that’s cheating.  So if Johnny had a little side action going, you wouldn’t be mad at him?”

Laura shrugged.  “I already know he’s fucking his secretary.”

Dana gasped.  “What?  And you haven’t done anything about it?”

“What’s there to do about?  He thinks his little blonde secretary is a hot piece of tail.  As long as he comes back to our bed, buys the things I want and need, what’s there to do?”

“You just said he hasn’t had sex with you in a while!  It’s because he’s fucking his secretary.  Come on Laura, you can’t be that dense.”

Laura scoffed at the thought.  “I didn’t say he wasn’t having sex with me.  We still have sex.  I said he hasn’t fucked me.”

Laura drank a bit of her drink and wiped her mouth with a napkin.  “I meant like really fucking.  Sex with Johnny is such a bore right now.  He has that stupid beer belly that keeps slapping against me and his tiny little dick, it just doesn’t do it for me.  You know, before he left on his trip, I gave him a blowjob and that was it.  He didn’t reciprocate or continue or anything.”

Dana looked around again, checking to see if strangers were looking in their direction.  The people in the restaurant were busy eating away and talking, oblivious to their conversation at hand.

“I really don’t see what the difference is,” Dana replied.

Laura laughed and took another drink.  “Dana, you really need to experience more in life.  You got married way too early.”

“You’re only a couple years older than I am.  How much more experience are we talking about?”

Laura looked down coyly, then met Dana’s gaze.  “What’s your number?”

“What?  You know my phone number.”

“No, I mean, your number.  As in your number of partners.”

Dana shrugged.  “I don’t know.  I don’t really count how many guys I have sex with.”

“Is it in the double digits?”

Dana shook her head.  “That’s crazy.”

Laura laughed.  “See?  I may be a couple years older than you but I’ve had so much more experience in the fucking arena.”

“Oh please.  Is that really something to be proud about?”  Dana asked.

“Don’t be so prudish.  Fucking is just fucking.  How long has it been since Fred really gave you a great night.  I mean, to the point of where you’re screaming for more.”

“I don’t know.  It’s usually just... well, sex.  We get in bed, he does his thing, I get a little glow and then we go to sleep.”

“See?  That’s so boring.  You really need to experience something new.”  Laura said as she finished up her drink and placed her on the table.

She pulled out her purse and waved down their waiter.  “I got this.”

After a few minutes, they were out, back into the streets of Ballard.

“Thanks again Laura.”

Laura waved her off.  “It’s okay, you can get us next time.  We’ve got more important things to do right now.”

Dana tilted her head.  “Like?”

“We’re going to fuck some black studs,” Laura replied nonchalantly.

“What?!”

“Trust me, it’ll be our little secret,” Laura replied.

“I can’t... I mean, I’m married.  Fred would freak out,” Dana protested.

“Just trust me on this one.  You’ll understand what I’m talking about.”  Laura pleaded.

Dana stared at Laura, her mind going completely blank.  She wasn’t sure if Laura was being serious or not.  It was true that Fred wasn’t exactly the greatest partner she had ever had in bed, but to her, sex was sex.  She never considered it something that had to be amazing.  A part of her, a deep, dark, curious side to her, wanted to know what Laura was talking about.

“You’re... you’re kidding right?”  Dana asked.

Laura shook her head.  “No.  Look over there.”

Dana watched as Laura pointed at a group of black men in hoodies huddled about in the street.  They were smoking and laughing, slapping hands and trading something amongst themselves.

“Watch carefully.  A couple of them keep looking over in our direction,” Laura said as she put her hand down.

Dana looked at Laura, and then looked up at the black men.  One of them caught her eyes as he looked at her and Laura.  He seemed to give a small nod, while his hands were in his pockets.  Dana shyly looked away.

“What about them?”  Dana asked.

“I’m pretty sure they’re interested in us,” Laura replied.

“And?”

“Let’s do it!  Come on Dana, just this once.”

Dana squinted her face, contemplating the thought.  She’d never slept with another man after she had married Fred and she just couldn’t understand why Laura seemed so desperate.  Her curiosity slowly nipped at the back of her mind.

“How about this, we’ll go over, chat with them, and... if things go pretty smoothly, I’ll start it off.  If you feel like joining, join in, if not, just... watch over me.  Just in case,” Laura negotiated.

“Just in case what?”

“I don’t know, just in case something bad happens.  I mean... they still look like black thugs,” Laura responded.

“If you’re scared, why are you even thinking of this?”

“Because I’m pretty damn horny and... well, the thrill,” Laura said.

“And if something bad happens, you want me to somehow take on... one, two, three, four... six big black guys on my own,” Dana replied sarcastically.

“You have that emergency thing on your phone don’t you?  You press it once and the alarm goes out and what not,” Laura said.

Dana thought about it.  Laura, while not her best friend, was still a close friend who had helped her quite a bit in the past.  In fact, Laura had helped find a cheap and reliable contractor that helped renovate her bathroom a month ago.  As brash and open as Laura was, she was still an honest and reliable friend.

“I guess I could get the app started.  What if they steal my phone?”  Dana asked cautiously.

“Just keep it close,” Laura replied.

Dana stood silently for a moment, occasionally glancing at the black men.  She locked eyes with the one from before again and her heart raced.  A strange chill of fear and excitement crept its way past her spine.

“Okay, but I’m just there to watch over you.  Nothing else,” Dana finally decided.

Laura smiled happily.  “Thank you!  And don’t you worry, this little adventure is just between me and you.”

Dana smiled back and walked along with Laura towards the black men.  She leaned in close to Laura.

“Which one are you interested in?”  Dana asked in a hushed voice.

“I don’t know... all of them?”  Laura replied coyly.

Dana’s eyes widened in shock.  One of the black men saw her and leaned in towards a taller, skinnier black man.  All six of them looked in their direction and Dana’s heart raced faster.  The taller, skinnier black man nodded to two, shorter but extremely muscular black men and walked away.  The shorter black men followed right behind.

Laura smiled and waved.  “Hi.”

A fat black man in the center nodded, his driver’s cap hiding his eyes.  There was a very short black man to his right, barely reaching the height of Dana’s breasts, and a tall, well defined black man who towered over both Dana and Laura to his left.  The short black man stepped between Laura and the fat black man.

“You po-lice?”  He asked cautiously.

“Oh heavens no.  Do I look like a cop?”  Laura replied.

“Beats me.  Unda cova pigs be all up in places,” the short black man said.

“Well trust me, I’m no cop.  Actually, I was wondering if you guys could help me out.  I dropped my phone and hers is out of batteries.  Just wondering if I could maybe use one of yours,” Laura said.

The short black man looked at the fat one, who just nodded back.  The short black man pulled out his cellphone.

“Actually.  Do you guys live around here?  I don’t have the number handy but if I could just get to my e-mail, I could find the number.”  Laura said as she saw the small, old phone, most likely a burner phone used for making quick drug deals and being tossed.

“Shit, you serious?”  The short black man asked.

The fat black man tapped the short man and waved his hand, signaling him to move.  He then extended his thick, chubby hand and smiled.

“Damn nigga, where be yo manners?  I’m Big Jack, this short nigga here be Nappy Mac and this tall motherfucker be Shaft.  You really ain’t cops though is you?”  He introduced himself and his crew.

Laura shook her head.  “No way.  I’m Lucy and this is Donna.”

Dana paused for a second as she realized that Laura had lied about their names.  Part of her was thankful but she wondered what would happen if the three black men realized that she had lied.  Laura shook Big Jack’s hand, and then moved aside for Dana to do the same.

“Shit, who you be tryin’ to call?  Boyfriend?”  Big Jack asked.

“No, just a friend for a ride.  We got dropped off, had a couple of drinks and then the phone thing happened.  You know how it goes.”

Big Jack laughed, easing the tension a bit for Dana.  “Fuck, I hate when that happens.  I usually lose my phones.  Well shit, this tall ass nigga here is from D.C., and I was just about to show him my crib.  I guess you ladies can swing by and do what you gotta do.”

He began walking, leading them down the busy main street.  The short black man leaned in close to Dana and tapped her arm.

“You be married or somethin’?”  He asked.

Dana looked down and realized that her wedding ring was still on.  A cold sweat began to make its way down as she wondered if he would try to steal it.

“Yes, uh, I am... um...”

Laura turned and smiled at Nappy Mac.  “I just went through a rough divorce and Donna here is just giving me some support.”

Nappy Mac nodded and looked back at Laura solemnly.  “Shit, my condolences and shit.”

Laura shrugged.  “We just weren’t meant to be.”

“Ice cold,” Shaft murmured from behind.

Laura turned her attention back to Big Jack.  “I hope I didn’t scare away your other friends.”

“Oh, those three niggas?  Nah, they just needed to get some shit and go on their way,” Jack replied.

They turned a corner and made their way towards a red brick building.  He took out his keys, unlocked the door, stepped in and held the door for the two girls, then walked behind them, letting the door slam into Nappy Mac.

“Motherfucker,” Mac complained.