The Black Nailed Housewife Collection (Interracial, Cuckold, Gangbang, Humilation Erotica Bundle) E-Book

Jenna Powers

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2012

Beschreibung

Sharon lives a rather boring and lonely life as a housewife. As her husband is called out to yet another business trip, she decides to go on a joyride with his precious coupe. She ends up rear-ending a black billionaire. Sharon goes through quite the ordeal to not only pay off her debt but also her husband's debt to the same black man, who is also a loan shark. Can she pay off the enormous debt? This collection bundles up the Black Nailed Housewife 1, 2 and 3!

The Black Nailed Housewife

Sharon lives a rather boring and lonely life as a housewife of a busy business man. As her husband is called out to yet another business trip, she decides to go on a joyride with his precious coupe. Unfortunately, she ends up rear-ending a black billionaire. She doesn't have enough money to cover for damages and he offers a more interesting proposal. Her body to pay off her debt...

Warning! This explicit story contains a hot sex scene between a black male and a small white female and includes oral sex, multiple orgasms and a whole lot of debt paying by Sharon.

The Black Nailed Housewife 2: The Cuckold Deal

Sharon continues to please Marcus to ensure that her husband doesn't find out about the car wreck. However, when her husband unexpectedly comes home early, the two have a revelation. Marcus is a loan shark that her husband has borrowed money from to support his gambling! Marcus and her husband discuss an addition to her current contract, a little cuckold deal to help eliminate their debt faster.

Warning! This explicit story contains a hot sex scene between a black male and a small white female and includes oral sex, vaginal sex and a husband who is forced to watch his wife get banged by a big black man right in front of him. This is one debt that both Sharon and her husband will want off their plates! Or maybe just Sharon's husband...

The Black Nailed Housewife 3: Big Black Gangbang Train

Sharon and her husband Jarod have quite the debt to pay Marcus. Marcus enjoys a wonderful breakfast with a happy ending and has a surprise planned for Sharon. He makes sure that Jarod will be home on time to witness his wife being surrounded by his big black gym buddies. This is Sharon's chance to not only cut down their debt but humiliate her husband while enjoying herself.

Warning! This explicit story contains a small white housewife having sex with multiple black men at the same time while her husband watches. This story includes oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, double penetration, triple penetration and a husband who has to watch his hot wife get banged and creampied in every hole!

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The Black Nailed Housewife

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By Jenna Powers

Table of Contents

The Black Nailed Housewife

The Black Nailed Housewife 2: The Cuckold Deal

The Black Nailed Housewife 3: Big Black Gangbang Train

About the Author

The Black Nailed Housewife

Sharon wiped the last bits of dust off the television stand and stood back, nodding at her work.  Her husband was set to come back from Chicago, working to help his boss seal the deal on a new project.  She rarely really listened to what he was speaking of, but she knew he had a good job, considering the house they were living in.  Though, he did seem to be getting bossed around a lot in recent times.  Her eyes scanned the room one last time, making sure everything was clean as a whistle.

She made her way back to the bathroom and looked at the mirror.  Her dark red hair was calmly at her shoulders, not a piece out of place.  Her olive green eyes stood out on her pale white skin, the tiny bits of freckles on her cheeks giving her a bit of color.  Sharon grabbed a brush and ran it through her fine hair, making sure to keep it nice and flat.  After, she grabbed her dark red lipstick and slowly colored in her velvety, soft lips, making sure to press them once to spread the red color throughout.

She poked her head out to see the time and noticed that her husband should be home soon.  The reflection in the mirror was still somewhat off to her.  Sharon stood to the side, examining her profile.  Her large breasts stuck out on top of her slim waist, which led out to her round butt and long smooth legs.  The white button up blouse she was wearing along with her short black skirt fit snugly along her entire body.  Yet, something seemed a little off as she kept looking at the mirror.

Before she could examine any further, the front door swung open and her husband walked in.  He was a small man, actually shorter than her with shoulders that were pressed inward.  Most of the time, he stood slouched over, hoping the suit he wore would work in making him look more straightened.  His eyes looked bloodshot, dark circles nearly reaching his cheeks, and his hair a mess as he walked in.

“Jarod!”  Sharon exclaimed as she hopped out of the bathroom and gave him a hug.

“Hey honey.”  He replied, tired.

“Oh no, are you okay?  You look exhausted!”  Sharon said, worried.

Jarod shrugged.  “Yeah, the flight was horrible.  My boss just gave me a call, I’m sorry honey, we can’t go out.  I’m supposed to grab some presentations for him and hop on the next flight out to Cincinnati.”

Sharon’s lips pouted a bit as she heard the news.  They had originally set up a nice little dinner in town and she was hoping to have some quality time with her husband tonight.  She grabbed his bag and placed it on the sofa nearby.

“What’s wrong with that guy?  Why’s he always asking for you to go out and do these random tasks?”  Sharon asked.

Jarod shrugged again.  “He’s the boss and he’s the one who pays the big bucks.”

Sharon shook her head in a mix of anger and disappointment.  It had been two weeks since the two were able to spend any quality time together.  While her friends had gone out and partied or cheated, she had stayed faithful and quietly stayed at home while he was out.

"How long are you going to stay there?"  She asked.

"One week tops.  I might be able to get on an earlier flight out if things work out."  He replied as he plopped down on the sofa, just as frustrated as his wife.

"Guess you'll need some food before you head out?"

Jarod shook his head.  "I should be able to grab something at the airport.  I called told the cabbie to come by and pick me up in an hour."

Sharon crept towards her husband, her hips swaying more than usual.  She slowly bent down on her knees and slid the palm of her hands along his thighs.  She seductively licked her lips and slowly undid his belt.  He responded by jolting back in surprise with a bit of confusion sprinkled in.

"Oh honey, not now.  I'm sorry... I just wanted to take a quick nap."  He commented.

Sharon glared up at him and stood up.  Her face flushed red at his comment.  She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and walked away.  Sharon had prepped the most beautiful night she could and it was now a waste.  Even her bright red pubic was trimmed in a cute heart shape just for him on this special occasion.

"I really am sorry honey.  I'll make it up to you when I get back."  He pleaded.

Sharon continued walking away, his voice nothing more than an annoying buzz.  There was nothing he could say that would calm her down in this situation.  This wasn't the first time this had happened and most likely not the last.

An hour passed by slowly in the silent house.  Sharon stayed in the master bedroom as her husband fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.  Not long ago, her mother had told her to put up with, at least he was faithful.  She began to wonder how important his faithfulness was if he rarely had time to spend with her.

The doorbell rang and she heard the sofa creak as her husband came back to life.  She heard him grab his items and walk out.  As the door closed, silence enveloped the house again.  She fell back on her pillow in frustration and stared at the ceiling.

What felt like an eternity passed by as she lay staring at the blank ceiling.  She jolted up and stared at the dresser.  Her husband's car keys were resting next to the antique.  His expensive coupe was the one major item he seemed to always pay attention, whether he was tired or not.  She grabbed the keys and walked out into the garage.

"Well, if he can't pay attention to me this week, I might as well do something enjoyable."  She said aloud.

The expensive coupe sat in the garage, glimmering in the garage light.  She pressed the unlock button and hopped in.  The engine roared to life the second she pushed the start engine button.  She pressed the garage door opener, then the button to get the top down in the car.

The beginning of the drive was bland and boring but once she hit the highway, her anger washed away.  The rushing blasts of air blew through her silk like dark red hair.  Sharon smiled and shouted loudly to the wind, letting out her frustrations.  It wasn't long before she had to hop off an exit towards the mall.

Her phone buzzed as she sat in a bit of traffic.  She looked to see that it was her friend, Kacey.

"Hey girl!"  Sharon answered, picking the phone up while scanning the area for cops.

"So... how's your night shaping up?"  Kacey asked.

"His bastard boss called him in for another trip."  She replied, the frustration slowly coming back.

"Didn't he just come back?"

"I know!  That's what's so fru- AAAAHHHH!"  Sharon cried out as she stomped on the brakes.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as her husband's coupe slid forward, the back shifting from side to side.  The black SUV in front of her sat silently as the coupe moved in.  The sound of metal and plastic crushing against each other filled the air.  Sharon held tightly onto her steering wheel and her phone, closing her eyes as the crash unfolded before her.  Silence returned as Sharon sat in the car, stunned at what had transpired.

She noticed a figure emerge from the black SUV in front of her.  The figure was a large black man, in a fitting black suit with a white shirt and black tie.  He lumbered out and slowly walked towards the coupe behind him.  He was holding onto the back of his neck as he grew closer to the convertible, glancing at the back of his black SUV and the front of the coupe.

“You okay?”  His deep low voice bellowed out.

Sharon was shaking in her husband’s car, still clutching to the phone as she stared at the damage in front of her.  She tried to hold back the tears as she felt the panic begin to grow inside her.  Her hands shook wildly as she looked up at the large black man, her voice lost.

“Hey, it’s all good.  Calm down, lady.  Are you okay?”  He asked again.

Sharon nodded silently as she slowly opened the door.  Her heart pounded as she stepped out, balancing herself carefully on her open toed heels.  The damage looked worse as she looked out at the damage.  The front bumper and hood of her car were pretty much destroyed and the back bumper of the SUV was on the pavement.

“I’m so sorry.”  Sharon apologized as she examined the cars closely.

The big black shrugged and extended a hand.  “Name’s Marcus.”

Sharon extended her small white hand, which was easily enveloped by his large dark skinned hand.  “Sharon.  I’m so sorry.  I can pay you by check or cash, I, uh, I just can’t have insurance come by.”

Marcus laughed as he looked at the damage.  “Whoa there lady.  This looks like some serious damage, I need to call insurance for this.”

“Please, this... this actually isn’t my car.”

Marcus stepped back and twirled a gold ring on his middle finger.  “Not your car?  What’re you doing driving it?”

Sharon gulped as she looked at the damage again, then back at Marcus.  “It’s...  It’s my husband’s car.  I was just...”

“Joy riding?”  Marcus laughed again.

Sharon meekly nodded her head as she stared up at the large black man.  He still seemed unfazed by the accident.

“Well... personal checks won’t work with me.  How much cash are we looking at?”  Marcus asked.

“I... don’t know.  Five hundred?  A thousand?”  She asked.

Marcus placed his hand to his chin as he examined the damage.  “Well, I know a garage shop nearby, pretty reliable group.  They can give me an estimate, if that’s okay with you.”

Sharon nodded.  “Do you think they can take a look [...]