Reddit Wife Swap Novels & Stories

"I mean, swinging, the act of married couples having sex with other married couples..." The way her jaw drops tells me she didn't know this was a thing. I lean in and kiss her as she tries to wiggle away. "I don't want that. I just want to swing in the adult swing." We all laugh and back up as Annie starts swinging. If I didn't put it in myself, I would be worried that the rocking motion would make the swing fall. We watch her swing for a few minutes, getting a bit bored. I grab Jenny and start stripping her.

I'm the head cheerleader for the Westbrook High football team. I couldn't walk through the front gate without a crowd closing in around me, and one candid photo could set the entire school message board on fire. Then I woke up one morning inside the body of the two-hundred-pound girl in my class, the one everybody called ugly. Our souls had traded places. She sent me a message. [Your good days are over, Corinna Vale.] [And let me be clear, this swap is permanent. From today on, everything people ever envied you for belongs to me!] [As for you, go rot in that body for me!] But I looked at the girl in the mirror and laughed out loud. She had only seen the shine on the outside. She had no idea

She switched on the video and we cuddled up to each other, Radha's legs over me. The very first scene was a lady giving head to a guy with a monster cock, followed by the guy licking on her pussy. Then it was the guy fucking the woman and soon it was his cock in her arse. We found it rather interesting.

Checking the name, she was surprised to see it was Paul. "What's up?" His face appeared on the top right corner of her vision. "Nothing much. Although I have a scenario here which might be more comfortable for two." "What is it?" she asked. "A wife swapping scenario. Seems that this couple are interested, but want to try it in X life before making it real. Interested?" "What's the f*e?" "About five hundred each." "I'm in!"

I've been reborn. I've gone back to the morning when my sister, Tilda Archer, and I sit in the Werewolf Council Hall, waiting to choose our mates. In my previous life, Tilda throws herself at Mike Pierson, a promising young Alpha of the Pierson pack, while I'm paired with Phil Pierson, a nobody from a lesser branch of the pack. But just after Tilda is marked by Mike, he leads his warriors to the border. Not long after, word comes back that he has been killed in battle. Meanwhile, Phil rises to power amid the bloodshed and chaos, eventually becoming the Alpha who rules over wolves across the entire wasteland. Without the Alpha's protection, Tilda endures endless contempt and torment withi

Final. The whole swap was doing something to my nervous system that I did not have adequate language for. That was the explanation. That was the only explanation I was accepting. Three people in a penthouse, two souls in the wrong bodies, weeks of proximity and high stakes and the permanent sense of standing on a floor that might give way at any moment — of course my instincts were misfiring. Of course my wolf was confused. She was operating in conditions that pack biology had not prepared any of us for, in a situation where the man I was married to looked like someone else and the man I was supposed to find nothing more than inconvenient looked like my husband and every sensory cue she had

"Can't you go any faster?!" Judy looked up and smiled at Nina. "Another title of your sex tape!" Nina slapped Judy at the back of the head. "Fucker!" She hissed, and yes, she is affected because she did have one... she had too much fun one night, and the morning after, her cookie was all over Pornhub. Good thing her father is pretty influential, or else... "I'm not joking around, Judy Ann P. Swallows... hurry it up!"

“Some say this was a marketing scam. That you intentionally limited stock to drive up hype. Is that true?” Vivian hesitated for half a second. Long enough for the room to catch it. “We’ll be addressing those rumors internally,” she said, her voice tightening. “Now, if there are no more questions—” But the questions kept coming. Louder. Sharper. And then I stood up. The buzz shifted instantly. Heads turned. Eyes locked. Whispers moved like wildfire. “Isn't that Hilary Windsor?” “That’s her.” “The one who stopped Emily's wedding”

"Mom… Mom, I was wrong. I don't want to stay at the orphanage. I still want to have your honey-glazed pork chops..." I couldn't help but snicker. I looked down at their pitiful faces and said, "Go ahead, ask around to see if it's me, Willow Wolpert, who's unwanted, or Melvin, whose future is ruined. Finn, so now I'm 'Mom' again, huh?

Right in front of national TV, my parents cried their hearts out and told everyone how much they missed me. That got the Internet's pity, and their business grew. After I was taken back home, my sister, Melanie Shaw, was kind and friendly to me. She was beautiful and adorable. I was happy to have a sister like her, and I thought her kindness was real. And then one day, I saw her tossing food on her own bed while she thought no one was looking. She then cried and went to our father, telling him that I did that to her. Though I could speak normally after I grew up, I still stuttered when my nerves got the better of me. Panicked, I explained, "I… I didn't, Dad… I…"