Bi Swap

By Henri Couesnon

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When a husband and wife are both bisexual swingers, anything can happen when they entertain at home. Laurent has already thought about having sex with his wife Noelle’s lover. Now he’s looking forward to an intimate dinner party, when he’ll have a chance meet the boyfriend’s girlfriend. Noelle is eager to get to know her lover’s significant other, too. Seduction is definitely on the menu.

EXCERPT:
Noelle and Laurent had what they thought was an ideal marriage, although other, more conservative, couples might have disagreed. But the open-minded, hedonistic husband and wife had little regard for convention, or for the prejudices of other people.

In her early thirties, the dark-haired, voluptuous Noelle was a woman, not a girl. But, far from detracting from her natural allure, her maturity seemed to make her even more desirable to men—and to other women. She was like a ripe, juice-swollen fruit, overflowing with sweetness, and just begging to be plucked from the tree and bitten into—to be tasted and devoured, over and over again.

Just as other men envied Laurent for having such a stunning trophy wife, other women wished they had a husband or boyfriend as handsome, charming, and sexy as Laurent. What wasn’t widely know was that not only were Noelle and Laurent swingers—they were both bisexual, which gave them access to a larger and more varied pool of potential casual sex partners than a strictly heterosexual couple could explore.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Jan 15, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005795016

Henri Couesnon

As you read my accounts of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the characters' roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all those pleasures that so many of you miss.So, what is normal? What are the rules you should live by? Is conformity to the average the goal, or should you seek your sexual pleasures in extremes?

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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Author’s Note

Gay Erotica

Twink Exotica

Other Novels

Chapter 1

An Ideal Marriage

Noelle and Laurent had what they thought was an ideal marriage, although other, more conservative, couples might have disagreed. But the open-minded, hedonistic husband and wife had little regard for convention, or for the prejudices of other people.

In her early thirties, the dark-haired, voluptuous Noelle was a woman, not a girl. But, far from detracting from her natural allure, her maturity seemed to make her even more desirable to men—and to other women. She was like a ripe, juice-swollen fruit, overflowing with sweetness, and just begging to be plucked from the tree and bitten into—to be tasted and devoured, over and over again.

Just as other men envied Laurent for having such a stunning trophy wife, other women wished they had a husband or boyfriend as handsome, charming, and sexy as Laurent. What wasn’t widely know was that not only were Noelle and Laurent swingers—they were both bisexual, which gave them access to a larger and more varied pool of potential casual sex partners than a strictly heterosexual couple could explore.

Their apartment was located in the Fourth Arondissement, on the north bank of the Seine, a district which Parisians called Le Marais. It was a chic residential area, with refurbished older buildings separated by narrow streets. Their building, which dated from the late nineteenth century, had a pleasing old-fashioned look to its exterior. The interior spaces, however, had been remodeled and modernized. Noelle and Laurent were very comfortable there.

One night, the couple were—unusually—having a quiet evening at home. After dinner, Noelle had retreated into the bathroom to enjoy a long, hot soak in the tub. While she bathed, she kept thinking not about her husband, but about her latest lover.

His name was Olivier, and he was quite a stud. Not that Noelle often bothered with anything less!

Her current boy toy was a tautly-muscled young man in his early twenties, with an athlete’s build. He had good manners, and he dressed well. His trousers were often enticingly snug-fitting and displayed a well-packed crotch, and his biceps bulged as he walked, his deep chest prominent beneath the tight T-shirts he liked to wear in warm weather He had a nicely styled head of reddish-brown hair, and a habitually amiable expression on his handsome face.

But Olivier’s main claim on Noelle’s attention was his large, potent, and indefatigable cock, which could always be relied upon to service the wanton married woman. Noelle had to admit, though, that Olivier was equally good at cunnilingus. He could easily bring her to multiple orgasms by invading her pussy with his agile, enthusiastic tongue. The women with whom he’d dallied previously had obviously taught him well.

After soaking languidly for about a quarter of an hour, Noelle got out of the tub and dried off. She slipped into a floor-length white silk peignoir, tying the sash loosely below her breasts. When she walked into the bedroom, her long legs flashed out of the gap in the front of the garment, and her cunt was exposed from time to time.

The provocative display was wasted at the moment. Laurent lay on the bed, on his back, but with his eyes closed. He was wearing only a pair of pajama bottoms. He never wore the tops, which always struck Noelle as a bit of a waste. His bare feet were crossed at the ankles, and his hands were tucked behind his head. He wore a pair of headphones, connected to the small bookshelf stereo system on a shelf near his side of his bed. He looked extremely sexy, and his wife took a moment to admire him. Anyone meeting Laurent for the first time might assume that such a handsome, well-built man couldn’t possibly have much in the way of brains. Looking at him, especially he was in one of his relaxed, languid moods, it was quite plausible that he might make his living as a male model—or as an escort. But in fact Laurent was an astute businessman.

Smiling, Noelle sat at her dressing table, loosened her hair, which she’d pinned up while in the tub, and she began to brush it. As she finished, her husband belatedly became aware of her presence. He opened his eyes, and then he sat up, removing the headphones and leaning over to turn off the music. Noelle had put down her hairbrush. Uncapping a tube of glossy pink lip moisturizer, she applied it to her mouth.

Why are you putting on makeup, to go to bed? Laurent asked.

"This isn’t makeup, darling. It’s just to help keep my lips smooth and supple, when I kiss you. No matter where I kiss you, Noelle added, suggestively. And you do want that, don’t you?"

Definitely. Did you have a nice soak in the tub?

It was lovely. But I’m afraid I took longer than I meant to. Were you bored?

"No, not at all. That’s what the headphones are for—to block out the