Swapping Wives Stories Novels & Stories

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

When he watched p**n online, he inevitably watched videos of swinger couples. In his mind, videos with professional p**n actors and actresses could not compare to true amateur p**n with real couples swapping. To him, there was something so taboo and exciting about a real-life wife sucking the dick of some guy while her husband watched and got his own dick sucked by the other guy's wife. Jason had hoped that Jessica would share his desire to explore swapping, but until a month ago, she had shot him down on the few occasions that he dared to broach the subject with her.

Jayden explained, trying to show indifference, and the wrinkle of distrust between my husband’s eyebrows seemed to disappear. Daon hugs me, smiling, and shrugs. "What do you mean let? What a sexist thought. Are we in the Stone Age? I’m her husband, not her owner. She can wear whatever she wants. After all, anyone can look. That doesn’t change the fact that she’s my wife." Daon explains, joking and pointing to our rings. "Yeah, Jayden, don’t be sexist, women are free to be vulgar," Louyse says in a mocking tone and a smile on her face. I see Daon giving her a reprimanding look, but he doesn’t correct her.

Damian lunged forward and grabbed my arm just as I turned to leave. I had thrown that ring with all my strength, so there was now a gash on his forehead, causing blood to stream down past his eyebrow. He didn't try to wipe it away. Instead, he just gripped my arm more tightly and yelled, "Elise, you can't leave! This is my wedding day. What am I supposed to do if you walk out on me? What man doesn't look at other women? Men used to have wives and mistresses all the time.

He whispered. "I don't want to" she whispered back. "But you are in good mood today. I'll be gentle so we can't make noise. Please I need to..." He slowly moves his arms around her for a hug. But she slapped his arm "I'm not in the mood" "This is the first time you rejected me..." He took a deep breath. He is actually so frustrated because he can't remove Sarah's moaning earlier and the fact it actually makes him hard... but his wife should not know about this.

“I hope I can find a man like your dad.” Forty years of marriage is no joke. These days, couples break up even before they get married. Walter looked at me as his parents walked back to the rectangular platform and the emcee took over once more. “Before you wish for a man like Dad, you should become a woman like Mom,” he said, then helped me take my seat. His parents cut the cake and had their arms twisted as they romantically fed each other. After that, they settled on the red sofa, while the emcee spoke again.

Silas continued his story. Suddenly, Tabitha gasped. “She's married?!” She was surprised upon finding out that the lady who approached Silas for a nightstand was married. “Funniest part is that both husband and wife are cheating on each other. That's hilarious!” Silas's laughter made Tabitha burst into laughter after hearing the end of the lady's story. “She is for the street, and the man is for the country. If I ever get married to you, I wouldn't find any other man attractive,” Tabitha said.

Fallon I forgot the time when I was talking with the wives. I only realized two hours had passed since I joined them when their husbands returned. I was enjoying telling the story of an innocent bar waitress seduced by a lustful, pathetic mafia man who almost begged to be wed to me. I held my laugh when I saw my supposed husband coming my way, dripping with sweat and unaware of all the humiliating fake scenes I told the wives. I covered my breath hitch with a smile when he immediately wrapped his arms around me as soon as he returned. I noticed the wives' eyes on us so I decided to solidify my stories by showing him so submissive of me.

They are all men. "Gentlemen, the ever handsome and wealthy bachelor, Theron Duffins!" A man about Theron's age even bowed down to introduce my husband. "Gentlemen, I humbly present to you my beautiful and ever supportive wife, Kirsha Athara Swans-Duffins! Again, meet my trophy wife," said Theron. Not only his friends looked at our side, but also other people around us. They were all amused. Others just swallowed. It was also undeniable that the other wives of the rich people at the party were suddenly jealous of me.