Back in the mid 2010s I was in my 30s and in a pretty serious relationship. Together we did a few couples swap and some threesomes with friends, both male and female,so we were pretty wild and open about our sexuality. The rule was "always together" but once I found she was texting with some dude we had a 3way and felt betrayed. Instead of confronting her, I slept with most of her lady friends, her sister and even had her mother blew me once. I also started cheating her with the girls we met for our threesomes.
She eventually found out when her best friend confessed getting wasted with me once a month and fucking her in our bed. We split and now I do my own swinger parties at home trying to relive the thrill but it's just not the same. I wish I could care about someone as much as I cared about her just to cheat on her again and have those wonderful adrenaline orgasms again.
