Husband Swap Novels & Stories

“Honey, I would like to have a threesome," my husband suddenly said while we were cuddling. I was stunned by his sudden request but didn't revoke the idea. In this marriage of ours, we were three. Me, my husband and his twin brother. He always spent time with us even now that my husband and I were cuddling, he was on the other side of our large bed. “Sure, I don't mind," I muttered, kissing him lightly on his lips. His brother Harry initiated the first kiss, touching my breasts while my husband teased my clit with my lingerie, pulling it in between my folds.

“This is the reason I’m telling you to make your marriage work out, Diana he’s your husband, your man.” “Don’t you get it, Harmony, I’ve lost even before starting you said he’s my man and husband, which husband had sex with his wife on their wedding night and gave her pills the next morning, telling her it was a mistake, and he wouldn’t have touched me if he wasn’t drugged and since then, he hasn’t touched me.

My back arched and breasts jiggled, knees buckled and I bite back a moan. “I gave you a choice, be my slave or wife, and here you chose the former. Tell me, Hazel, what am I ought to do if my wife is squirming in the arms of another male, batting her lashes at him, and pressing this,” he smacked across my bare bottom hard and I winced shutting my eyes. “This body of a temptress against him,”

THE SECRET SWAP ORGY (4) Bob was having a hard time too, literally. His cóck strained against the tight confines of his underwear and trousers. “I did not expect this,” he thought, his jaw tight. With all his earlier suspicions about the party, nothing had prepared him for what was happening. He felt Beth shifting beside him as he watched the young bride on stage slowly unzipping the groom’s fly. “Jesus,” he whispered under his breath. Both Bob and Beth shuddered when the girl reached inside and pulled out the groom’s naked, throbbing dîck. It looked enormous in her small fist, thick and swollen under the bright lights.

He even cast a glance at Charles of the zilant clan, hinting to Rosalie that choosing someone of the lowly serpent clan with ill repute could never compare to someone of the zilant clan. She ignored Father's hints and held Jasper's hand, saying, "I only want Jasper. I swear upon the sacred beast that I will stay loyal to only one husband for the rest of my life. I, Rosalie White, will have only Jasper Warren as my husband." The gathered beasts were casting envious looks at them. After all, to take an oath upon the sacred beast was no trivial matter—it would bring forth terrible backlash if she failed to keep her oath. Besides, the royal family had always practiced polygamy, with one wife hav

She was still acting as a substitute for her sister, she is now a secretary to her husband and just last night she almost died. What a splendid morning it is. Hadley walked to the dining hall and she saw Maurice eating on the table so she just decided to leave without turning back. "Come let's eat," Maurice said without raising his head to look at his wife, and Hadley sneered. Is that the proper way to talk to his wife? That's none of my business, it's Ella's headache, Hadley thought. "No, I am not hungry," Hadley said and she turned to leave.

I could hear the sincerity from his voice. I nodded, “Sure, thanks.” I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. What else are these families hiding from me? **End of Flashback** I sighed out loud taking a sip from the whiskey bottle. Now, I know that my family knew about the swap. My wife cheated and the woman I love cheated. Now my brother also is in love with the woman I'm in love with, I chuckled at the thought.

"I didn't know. I really didn't..." "Captain!" An officer jogged over, holding up my alarm device. "Found it." Captain Larsen hit play. "It's just me lending out your battery. You're seriously calling the cops over that?" Hampton's voice blasted through the speakers. "Woo. Three points." Then the rest rolled out. Every word crystal clear. "Where's my medication?" "Juliet, don't be like that. I saw you only had two pills left. It looked... kind of sad. So I swapped them for the vitamins I take..."

Simba snuggled comfortably in my arms. I cried until I was completely worn out and eventually dozed off. The next morning, Seth and I were woken up by a strange noise. I quickly ran to the bathroom once we saw each other. Inside, I saw Seth's face staring back at me in the mirror. I pinched my cheek. It hurt. This was not a dream. A counter with the number twenty on it suddenly appeared on our wrists. A book of instructions was lying on the coffee table in the living room. It informed us that this was a game to bring married couples closer together. If we hit a hundred points and told each other 'I love you', we would be able to switch back.

"Instead of confronting him immediately, I decided to test him. To see what kind of man he really was. So I pretended to have amnesia. That I couldn't remember anything." "Wait, what?" A woman near the front looked confused. "She faked it?" someone else said. Grace continued. "And you know what my husband did when he thought I couldn't remember? He didn't comfort me. Didn't take care of me. He SWAPPED me." "Swapped?" Multiple voices. Confused. "He gave me to his brother Aiden. Told everyone that Aiden was my real husband. Not him. All so he could live openly with his mistress without anyone questioning it."