The Hot Blac Wife Chronicles

Hello all and thank you for giving this third installment of the Hot Black Wife Chronicles a read. Life is getting more complicated for Eric Sr and his lovely and complex better half, the incomparable Lynette Andrews AKA Maxine XXX.

No sex takes place with anyone under the age of 18 and all participants are assumed to be disease free.

If you are someone who doesn't like interracial sex or if you don't like the idea of a man being willing to share his wife with other men then this isn't going to be your cup of tea.

I may get some facts wrong, such as interactions with law enforcement, places etc..feel free to point out my mistakes

If you do decide to check it out, please feel free to leave a comment good or bad. All feedback is good feedback IMO. So thank you again and happy reading!

The hot black wife chronicle's part 3

Prologue

"Will you relax baby? This is going to go so well." Eric said to me as we waited on hold for our turn to speak.

"I just don't see the utility in this. Can you explain why we need to go public in this way?" I asked.

"Because Nette. KILH has a nationally syndicated morning show. You have a gangbang shoot coming up. Don't you think that it would be a good idea to capitalize on that publicity?"

"No doubt my love...but I'm worried that someone might recognize us through the phone. Our voices..."

"Will be altered just enough to keep that from happening. Plus we will lie about basic facts about our private life."

"Like what?"

"Instead of saying that we only have one son, we will say that we have five."

"Five????"

"Six?"

"You are too much."

"What can I say? I like getting you pregnant."

"Then why do we only have one Deuce?"

"Heh, Heh."

"What?"

"One Deuce". Sounds like a bible verse or like you're in an alley shooting craps with Ray-Ray and them."

"You forget that I grew up in the hood." I said proudly.

"And look at you now. A millionaire 50 times over and living out all of your white cock fantasies. That's a hell of a long walk from the southside of Chicago."

"Southside of...You know damn well that I'm from East St. Louis."

"Of course I do." He smiled. "But for today, you're from the southside of Chicago."

"I get it. More misdirection?"

"That's right. Keep them from connecting the dots."

"And what sunny peninsula set are you going to claim?"

"Why Beverly Hills California of course. 90210 zip code."

"Beverly hills? Now that's a good idea and...wait a hot minute! WHY do you get to hail from the nice place?"

"Hey, you're the one who wanted to do hood rat shit. All "East St Louis in dis bitch." Eric declared as he folded his arms as if shooting a photo for a cover for an 80s rap album.

"You are SO not getting any for a month after this."

"Then neither is Ryan as I'm going to be your number one cock blocker."

"The "rule", my loving husband states that you have to be in the room when Ryan and I fuck. It says nothing about you getting to be an active participant by default."

"I'm calling foul on that one."

"You would. Now hush, They're about to click us on I think."

Click

"Well, hello...hello fam! Are you guys ready?" A bubbly female voice said from the other line of the phone.

"Ready and a little nervous." I admitted.

"Gurrrrl, its so normal. I'm Troy by the way. We have had celebrity after celebrity join us in studio or by phone, and we are talking about people who have performed in front of millions, yet when it comes to these three little peons from Compton, Plato, Lady Aristotle, and G-thug they tend to melt down and their guts get mushy. So here's how I prep them for it.

Imagine that we are on your set, or on your runway or on your court or in your studio and you are controlling the tempo. You set the rules, you take the time and think about the questions being posed and you give the best answers that you can for those questions.

Trust me, you'll do fine, Mrs. Maxine XXX."

"Thank you Troy. I'll hold you to that."

"We are going to run one quick commercial and then we will jump right into the interview. If you were in studio I'd offer you some coffee or even a hit of the hippie lettuce to calm your nerves but if need be, take you a quick shot of brandy; it'll help."

"Ok ok we are back! And for those of you who are just joining us on KILH, Keep It Locked Here. I am the smartest man alive. The philosopher, the student of the master Socrates, I'm the man responsible for The Republic; Plato is my name."

"And I'm the smartest woman alive, as I was the woman, sitting next to the man, sitting next to the god damn man. So just call me Lady Aristotle or Lady Ari for short."

"And I'm the opposite. I was the one who stayed in one class all day long in high school. But I could take your lunch money or your gal anytime I wanted to. I'm the terror of Compton; I'm G-Thug."

All three in unison. "And today is Thirsty Thursday!"

Plato started it off. "Thirsty Thursday! Where we bring you the best in risqué entertainment. We have brought you Ana Foxx, we have brought you Sean Michaels, Marie Luv, Lexington Steele, Diamond Jackson, Anita Peida, married porn stars Vivian Starr and Master D.

And today promises to be no different. A show of hands in radio land if you've ever heard the term "Hot Wife".

"How are you supposed to see them raise their hands through the radio fool?" G-Thug asked.

"Sharp as a damn cue ball. Nothing gets by you, does it G-thug?" Lady Ari chimed in.

"Yeah I'm like that guy Einstein that discovered evolution."

"That was Charles Darwin." Both Plato and Ari said in unison.

"Yeah him too. Anyway, don't you think we should bring our guests on now?"

"As I was saying. Our next guests are a somewhat unconventional couple. They have been married for over three decades and up to that point they were a normal African American couple who had built a successful business, had a bunch of children, went to church regularly and were prepared to go into their golden years, fat full and happy.

But about six or seven months ago they embarked upon a journey that has led them right here to Thirsty Thursday. I mentioned the term Hotwife before and I think I'll let our next guests define it for us themselves.

They currently have the hottest Onlyfans page on the web surpassing the likes of Misty Stone, Alexis Texas, Diamond Jackson and all others in new subscriptions and traffic.

They are here to talk about an upcoming project and if what we three in here have seen after watching a few of their videos is any guide, then THIS one coming? Will definitely be a banger!

Now with no further comment, allow us to introduce you all to Mrs. Maxine XXX and her loving and supportive husband Mr. Max X. It's a pleasure to meet you both and thank you for joining us today."

"Thank you Plato. And the pleasure is all ours. And thank you for allowing us to come on the number one morning radio show in the country." I said to him.

"Ricky Smiley and Charlemagne the God may argue that point but we sure as hell won't." Plato replied.

"I think that I can define Hot Wife." Lady Ari stated.

"How? Your simple ass isn't even a "cold wife" let alone a hot one." G-Thug replied.

"Y'all cant see it through the radio but I'm currently throwing my fellow host a very particular hand gesture right now." Lady Ari replied. "And for the record, one doesn't have to be married in order to define terms.

A Hotwife is a woman who takes complete charge of her sex life and brings in outside sexual partners for her pleasure and flips off any and all who don't like it."

"Very accurate but I'd add one more thing to the mix. Everything that a Hotwife does is with the approval and hopefully encouragement of her husband.

So I'm not flipping everyone off just 99.9% of my haters." I added.

"Well Mrs. XXX I have a ton of questions." Lady Ari said. "Mainly regarding your choice of male suitors or to dumb it down for G-Thug, your sexual partners.

They are all young, muscular, well endowed and white. I have to ask, is that on purpose?"

"Yes it's a personal preference."

"Ok. Well I doubt that the argument can be made that you are anti black man given that you have a black husband, so I'm curious as to why you only choose Caucasian men for your sex partners?

Now don't get me wrong Sistah. Those are some fine assed white boys. We are talking 25 year old Brad Pitt merging with Mandingo. Now I've personally never been down with the swirl, but those men have me rethinking a few thangs."

"Whenever you're ready Lady Ari; we will be more than happy to put you in front of the camera."

"And my Pentecostal holy roller grandma would get up out of her grave and beat my ass right out of in front of that camera."

I laughed. "Gurl I know that's right! Well, to answer your earlier question. I have a son, I mean I have sons that are the same ages as these guys that I film with.

I can't see hooking up with a man that reminds me too much of him; I meant them." Jesus! I never realized how difficult lying was for me to pull off.

"But the sizes of these men! And you have anal scenes with some of them. Gurl, it hurts me just going number two. How do you take all of that...penis in your butt and still keep smiling for the camera?"

"A lot of lube and a lot of practice."

"If I might interject." Plato said. "I believe that you're here to fill us in on an upcoming project?"

"I can speak on that." Eric replied. "My wife is going to do her first ever five man gangbang as a feature for our site. We are calling it "no man left behind"; every hole on her body is going to get thoroughly ravaged.

We tried it before but ran into a few "logistical issues."

"And by "logistical issues", he means that our son almost caught us in the act just as we started filming the gangbang the last time." I mused to myself.

"You speak about it so nonchalantly." Lady Ari said to Eric. "Are you really not bothered by the thought of other men having sex with your wife?"

"Well its more than just a thought Lady Ari; I've witnessed it every time its happened."

"And you never got the thought in your head to pull any of these dudes off of and out of your wife and beat the shit out of them on general principle?" G-Thug asked.

"I don't think that would be a smart business decision on my part."

"Wait...is that how you see all of this? Just as a simple business transaction?" Lady Ari asked Eric.

"Allow me to take this one Hon." I said to him. "Lady Ari, what happens on camera and on our site IS the business side of it.

What we do in our bedroom is a different matter in its entirety."

"Ok. So you guys play off camera also?"

"Yes. Exclusively with one person."

"Do you shoot with him on camera also?"

"Sure. The first video we ever uploaded was the one we made with him."

"Was that the one where your husband pretended to bust him and you in the act?"

"Yes, only Ry..."Richard" wasn't in on it. So the reactions he had were genuine. We had our faces blurred out of course but if you could have only saw his..." I said with a slight giggle.

"Oh I could hear it in "Richard's" voice. Y'all almost gave that poor lad a heart attack."

"It was ok though. I made it up to him."

"I'll just bet you did." Lady Ari mischievously responded. "So why didn't yall let him in on the gag?"

"Have you ever seen the movie Goodfellas?"

"We all have."

"Do you recall the "How am I funny" scene?"

"Of course. A classic."

"Did you know that Joe Pesci completely improvised that entire scene with only himself and the director being in on it from the beginning?"

"Wow! I did not know that. So the reactions of shock and awe on everyone else's faces were all authentic? Brilliant."

"We thought so too."

"Also, and here's an interesting fact. There's a certain word that shall we say, "triggers" you into an orgasmic response. Am I accurate on that?" Lady Ari asked me.

"There is and I respectfully ask you not to use it here. Let them tune into the video to hear it said."

"Are you scared that you might cum over the phone?" G-Thug asked.

"I have to be "into" the person. Hearing it from the counter cashier at In and Out probably won't do it for me."

"But if you are as you say, "into" that person?"

"At that point I turn into a human fire hydrant."

"Wow! I'd kill for that ability." Lady Ari declared.

"Liability is more accurate." I joked.

"I have a question or two also." Plato said. "What got yall into this? Was your marriage screwed up and you hoped that this would fix it? I mean I have talked to couples that started swinging in order to fix a bad situation at home; was it the same with you guys?"

I nodded to Eric to take this as I thought that I heard our new grandbaby Lynn crying in the nursery and refusing to be comforted.

"That's a great question Plato. So let me say this to all who are tuning in right now. If your marriage is jacked up and you're looking to salvage it, go to counseling, don't go to a swing club or become a Hotwife thinking that it is a panacea for other underlying issues.

You'll only more than likely be making things worse. If your spouse gets jealous every time you leave the house for an innocent trip to the local grocery store; his or her watching you have sex with someone else is in no way going to fix that."

"I hope y'all in these bleeped up marriages are listening out there. You heard it straight from the cuckold's mouth."

"G-Thug! Be nice." Lady Ari said as she seemed to barely be able to control her own laughter at her colleague's comment which she obviously agreed with.

"You know me Ari. I'm not apart of the KILH morning show crew because of my Mensa status. Y'all have me here to keep it real."

"But not disrespectful." Plato said. "And on behalf of the morning show crew I'd like to apologize for..."

"That's not necessary Plato. G-Thug has a right to his opinion. Besides I'm a black man in the good ole US of A in my 50s. Cuckold is hardly the worst thing I've ever been called.

But back to you G-thug. Do you have any children?"

"Two of my own and a stepson."

"Perfect. Do you realize that by the Wikipedia definition of Cuckold, you fit it simply be raising another man's kid?"

"Bruh stop, that's bullshit." G-Thug protested.

"You don't have to believe me. Look it up."

"He's right G-Thug." Plato informed him as he read aloud the wiki definitions for the word. "One fit's our guest and the other fits you."

"Ok, so now it's a negative to have a stepchild?" G-Thug asked somewhat defensively.

"Not at all young man. I find it to be very admirable personally. My point wasn't to disparage you, only to point out that perhaps throwing stones in a glass house isn't very smart." Eric said to him.

"Once again, for those interested. Where can they find you guys?"

"Onlyfans under the name "Maxine XXX Hotwife."

"Alright go check them out if you're into that sort of thing, and coming up after traffic sports and weather we have, Old Skool, featuring Ready for the World, Run DMC, Troop, Shelia E, and every thing 80s/90s from gold chains and parachute pants to Adidas track suits and K-Swiss sneakers, even a little 70/80s trivia so go get yo grandma so that she can help you answer the question of "Who shot JR", when we return in five."

Chapter 1 The Andrews Compound

Courtney.

"Once again, for those interested. Where can they find you guys?"

"Onlyfans under the name "Maxine XXX Hotwife."

"Alright go check them out if you're into that sort of thing, and coming up after traffic sports and weather we have, Old Skool, featuring Ready for the World, Run DMC, Troop, Shelia E, and every thing 80s/90s from gold chains and parachute pants to Adidas track suits and K-Swiss sneakers, even a little 70/80s trivia so go get yo grandma so that she can help you answer the question of "Who shot JR", when we return in five."

"Well, this will be my last time listening to that particular morning show! What a bunch of disgusting filth!" My husband Eric Jr or "Deuce" exclaimed after he clicked off the tv and the "I-heart" radio app while we lay in bed sipping on mimosas.

"I told you not to listen to it today; especially given how you feel about all things porn related." I said to him in an effort to get him to calm down and lower his voice. "Also, wouldn't saying "disgusting filth" be a bit redundant?"

"That...that shit is beyond porn, it's an abomination, an ugly abomination."

"So you're just going to ignore my correction and hit me with more redundant statements? How's about grabbing the warm damp towel that I asked you for?"

Especially given how you like to pump your seed into me three and four times a day."

He smiled and playfully swatted me on my naked ass and went to retrieve the towel that I had previously asked him to get.

"Ow! You know how easily my white ass bruises." I joked.

"And my black dick loves everything below your waistline." He told me as he rolled me onto my back and began to wipe my cunt clean with the washcloth.

"Gimmie that! You have no idea of what you're doing down there." I told him as I took the towel from him and finished the job.

"You think your white pussy is the first one that I've ever wiped my seed from? I have a ton of experience in this arena. In fact, I'd wager that I have more experience doing it than that cuck we just got through listening to.

Him and his "ho" of a wife. I'll bet he spends most of his time cleaning other men's cum from his wife's overused pussy."

"Baby can we please discuss something other than the sexual proclivities of people that we don't know?"

"Baby this is a black couple with not only a son, but sons, plural. How do you think those boys or men would feel knowing what their mother and father are up to?

G-Thug is someone whom I hardly ever agree with but he was spot on with this one. Dude is a cuck, nothing more, nothing less. And I'll bet good money that his wife is butt assed ugly.

She probably looks like the crack of a baboon's ass."

"I don't know about that, my self righteous but loving husband. How would you feel if you knew that it was your very own mother with runway model good looks and the body of a goddess and father with altered voices on that call that you just listened to?" I thought to myself.

"Would it make you feel better if they did these "activities" with young black men as opposed to young white ones?" I asked.

"I'd rather they act their damn age and not do this shit at all. Besides, what type of hypocrite would I be if I got mad because people from different races had gotten together?

I am, after all married to the most beautiful white woman on earth."

"And' I'm married to the black and atheist version of the late Rush Limbaugh."

"I told you that I'm agnostic, also I don't have multiple divorces and a drug problem, and I don't have millions of dollars in my bank account.

Or a nationally syndicated radio show.

Plus I'm not currently deceased."

It's funny that he mentioned the word "hypocrite"; given the reaction that my mother in law "Maxine XXX" had when she realized that her only son had married someone that can't use her comb.

While I would never tell Deuce this, I too wondered how many times my father in law had cleaned some white man's spunk from her black pussy.

Only I enjoyed the hell out of her videos! Even if I was forced to keep this all a secret especially from the man I loved.

The other night after Lynette "Maxine XXX" Andrews realized that the gig was up.

"I could simply deny all of this, but to what avail? I know blackmail when I see it so name your price little girl so that I can cut you a check for your silence."

"First off, can you please stop being so damned condescending to me? My name is not "little girl" its Courtney.