Interracial Wife Swap Novels & Stories

My aunt had married Zandumore man solely for a green card, using it to run illicit operations. As soon as I arrived, I was forced to learn disgusting Zandumorian phrases to entertain men. That island man, my aunt's husband, was a pervert—he made me wear bunny ears and a maid outfit, dancing for him over and over. Countless times, I had wanted to run, but I was alone in a foreign land, unable to speak the language, with nowhere to turn. When I came of age, my aunt made me work in her shady operation, hosting one client after another.

Rosa was almost screaming as Carlos plunged in and out of her. While Dave and Carlos were watching each other fucking their wives, they couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with each other's wives. Lori and Rosa were wondering what it would be like to get fucked by the other husband but no one said anything out of fear of ruining the moment if one person got jealous with a full-on wife swap. If one person got jealous it would ruin the furious fuck fest that was taking place and ruin a long-time friendship. Lori came again from rubbing her clit while being watched having sex and Rosa had a vaginal orgasm from Carlos' big dick.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

I'd agreed to marry him before chasing my career. But one month after those vows, Riley came back from abroad. And ever since, I'd been the awkward third wheel in their unrequited love story.

Not because she was searching for another beginning but because she had finally found herself. The wife he replaced was never truly replaced… She had simply become the woman he was never worthy of losing. **THE END** Thanks for reading. Leave a comment.

Took my backpack "to help." I forced my voice steady. "Where's my medication?" Lily covered her mouth, soft gasp—perfect volume for the audience. "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. Full sheet. Nine tablets. Imported." Like she'd upgraded me. Rage shook through me. The stabbing in my chest spread down my arms. The blister pack slipped from my hand.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

“Miss Jane, I know you had no choice but to choose me. If you don’t want to get pregnant, I won’t force you.” I froze instantly. Why was Marcus acting differently from our previous life? Subconsciously, I turned around, only to accidentally crash into his chest. The scent of cedarwood mixed with leather surrounded me, cold and clean. I quickly looked up at him and spoke seriously, word by word. “Marcus, I chose you willingly. I’ll take responsibility as your wife. We’re family now, and I hope we can get along well.” A slight ripple passed through his eyes. “Alright. I’ll be a good husband, too. But there’s a secret I need to tell you…”

"Dude, you've been hiding this deep. I just found out your wife is Alexia. No wonder you were always so patient with her. I thought you were just some desperate simp. Turns out you were her husband. Everyone's shocked." I drank my wine and smiled without saying anything. "But honestly, everyone's still kissing Caleb's butt. Who can blame them? Alexia's favoritism toward him couldn't be more obvious. To be honest, if she really loved you, she never would have agreed to keep your marriage a secret. You just never saw it clearly. That's why..." Everyone was full of regrets. I sighed, too. But it didn't matter. Life always moves forward. After saying my goodbyes, the day to fly overseas came qui

“I know the feeling. I'm joking I don't. Now that we forgave each other. Where's Jerald?” “Come closer.” Walter said and Sean leaned forward and Walter head-butted him and he backed away with his nose bleeding. “Ow. You son of a b… okay. It's fine. It's fine. She was pregnant so I will let this one slide. Now I will give you one more chance. Where is Jerald Carter?” Walter looked at his wife and took a deep breath. That man paid for all his wife's heart transplant and all his loans. Faked his identity so he can start a new life in Australia. He wanted so bad just to touch his wife. Maybe she'd feel him somehow.