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Even with the rising rate of divorce, the liberalized attitude toward sex and the common occurrence of “living together arrangements”, most surveys have shown that Americans still overwhelmingly believe in the institution of marriage. But despite that belief, the basic structure and workings of contemporary matrimony are a far cry from those of its predecessors.
Today there are more and more families in which both the husband and the wife work. There also seems to be a more equal sharing of the responsibilities of home and children. And there appears to be a radical change occurring in marital sex mores.
THE HORNY WIVES is a story about three couples the Myerses, the Dillons and the Wilsons but most particularly about the wives Lydia, Betsy and Marylou and how the three of them change their lives and revolutionize their marriages. For them, mate-swapping proves a viable alternative to both divorce and empty matrimony. Indeed, in their cases, swapping provides a new lease on life and a happier existence.
THE HORNY WIVES — the story of three couples attempting to find their unique life styles. A mirror of our changing times. An entertaining novel with a serious message.
“Come on, George. Wake up and FUCK ME!” Lydia Myers demanded. She pouted her luscious red lips and sighed in exasperation. Then she rolled over on her firm, large titties and stared at her sleeping husband. George Myers was too drunk to even respond. He just continued snoring deeply. He was completely unaware of his horny wife’s request.
Lydia reached over and jerked the covers off George’s sleeping body. Her eyes blazed lustily. She was determined to feel his nice, hard prick in her burning cunt. She had been thinking about George’s thick, long cock all day. She wasn’t about to be cheated out of her nightly fun!
Lydia had worked herself up into a fine, horny frenzy by the time George had come home from work. She had been slipping her fingers in her throbbing, creamy snatch all afternoon, pinching and tweaking her sensitive little clit and rubbing her palm against her moist cunt. She had almost come to a climax when she heard the car in the driveway, she had been so horny.
Lydia was to be disappointed, though. The minute George came home he had headed straight for the shower. Then he had gobbled dinner without even noticing the gleam in his wife’s eyes. Before Lydia could even suggest going to bed for a nice evening of fucking, he had disappeared over to Sam’s house, leaving Lydia waiting impatiently for him to come home.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number SE-2022 in the original publications (a duplicate).