Reddit Wife Swap Novels & Stories

Celine Sherman and I were supposed to get married on the same day. Three days before my wedding, by the uncanniest of coincidences, I found out that my fiancé, Andrew Hammond, intended to swap the two wedding cars intended for Celine and me, respectively. Celine was supposed to marry into the struggling and powerless Wright family, but Andrew planned to have me take her place. His words came as a huge shock to me, and it was something that I never would've seen coming.

Then I heard him inhale sharply. I knew what he was seeing—my wedding, live-streamed across the giant screen of the building opposite. My family and Nick's family had partnered to buy every major screen in the city. At this moment, every one of them was broadcasting the wedding. As the camera shifted slowly, it showed Nick stepping out in his tailored suit. Jayden's face turned ghostly pale in an instant.

I was a grown woman—was I supposed to not survive without a man? But my cousin, Sarah Cameron... she couldn't. In our last lives, she married Blake, and the two of them were trapped in a lifetime of misunderstanding because of someone else. She was the gentlest soul you could meet, and even she couldn't escape being worn down by him. So this time, after being reborn, I looked at Sarah's worried face, her furrowed brow, and started packing without hesitation. "Sarah, I'll marry Blake. John Ridgewood might not look like much, but he's got a good temper. You two should be able to make it work."

she moaned softly as she slowed her pace, my spasming dick finishing its eruption. On screen the black actor was spewing an incredible load all over the actresses behind, rope after rope coating her milky ass. The white male actor reappeared, slowly making his way back on screen. He leaned down and kissed the woman passionately, just as the screen faded to black with the splash title "Wife Sharing 4". I was a bit surprised, not having realized I selected that sort of porn, Stacey noticed too "Oh yeah babe?" she turned and kissed me "A bit kinky tonight are we?" she smiled, jokingly.

Lexi's big tits hang straight down, swinging back and forth in rhythm with the pounding Brett is giving her. Not to be left out, I go over and lay down beside Lexi and start sucking on her flopping tits. Lexi moans louder when my mouth clamps on her erect nipples. Brad groans, "OH FUCK YES AUNT BECKY, you're so HOT, both you SLUTS are HOT!!" Then Brad hollers, SWITCH." While Brett and Brad trade places, Lexi positions herself over top of me in a 69 position. I have a close up view of Brad guiding his big prick into Lexi's gaping pussy. As he does he drags his ball sac across my face.

They all laughed, and then Beth said to Marge, "Would you like to go for a baker's dozen?" Marge looked at George, silently asking for his blessing. George looked up at Beth, and said, "I assume there would be quid pro quo?" "Of course!" she said with a wide smile. "That's how a wife swap works, isn't it?" She turned to Gary, and said, "Bring up some nice dance music, honey. That was so much fun at the resort." Using his phone as the remote, Gary switched the TV to automatically cycle through their vacation slide show, and then started a play-list of slow dance tunes.

"Not yet. But I'm getting close." Shirley and I were raised in the same orphanage since we were kids. I knew she was tied to some kind of trade system. I could hear her talking to it. The cruel part? I was the only one she could use for these swaps. The only small mercy was that the system capped her at three. The first one happened when we were 13. Shirley was born with a heart defect, so she swapped hers for mine. She left the hospital completely cured. Me? I collapsed from acute heart failure and spent a week in intensive care. Even now, I haven't fully bounced back.

COUPLES SWAP: TRUTH OR DARE 2 One of the women — Camila again — was dared to make out with anyone she wanted and she chose Susan. The two women crawled toward each other on the rug like magnets. Their kiss started hungry and quickly turned wild. Tongues sliding, hands roaming, breasts pressing together. Susan moaned into Camila’s mouth as the other woman pinched her nipples. They ground against each other, then shifted into a perfect scissoring position — pussies pressed together, wet lips sliding slickly, clits rubbing with every roll of their hips.

“Yeah, so nobody try to steal her from this throuple queership.” “You're so silly,” Stormi snorts out a laugh. “Have you made up your mind babe?” Renata asks, staring at the camera still but I know the question is for me. “Yes,” I nod, my lips twitching with a smile. “I want Rouge.” “Fuck yeah, this is going to eat so bad.” she claps, pausing when the comments start flooding the screen again. “What? Which one of you cussed?” She squints towards the camera, this is how she interacts with her audience. “I will forgive you, but don't cuss in front of Mommy and her wife.” she giggles. “Okay, on to more serious matters, for those of you only now joining us, welcome to Rena's world.” she says, pro

In my last life, I married the gentle tech mogul and my sister married the ruthless Mafia Don. Both our marriages were disasters. Reborn the day before the weddings, I decided we were swapping husbands. My mother caught me at the airport, right before the private jet took off. She pointed a finger at me, furious. "Are you out of your mind?! Who gave you the right to make a decision like this? You had a perfect match with a tech mogul, and you're throwing it away for that… that fucking gangster?"