I've had many good experiences but I'm happy to share a rather negative experience I've had with this lifestyle, which at the time damaged the relationship with my then-boyfriend David (who is now my husband).
I've previously written about my former bull Mark before, however, I will summarise my relationship with him now. I was living away from David (in another city) due to work reasons when I met Mark through a swinging website. He lived close to me and so we struck up a friendship. This led to me meeting him for a ******* and finally me inviting him over for sex.
At first we enjoyed threesomes together, with David travelling over at the weekends, but after a while it progressed to me meeting Mark alone. Initially, I made sure I informed David about everything that happened during our time together. As we have a very open relationship and he enjoys me meeting other men, he loved hearing about these accounts.
David encouraged me to continue and, because I loved meeting Mark, it seemed to be the perfect arrangement. I would see Mark for sex during the week and then return home to David at the weekends.
However, as time went on I think I lost sight of David's feelings and started putting my own desires first. This meant I would go round to Mark's house after work without telling David, often staying the night. Some weeks I would stay two, three or four nights on the run without going home to my own place. As things progressed, I even started having sex with some of Mark's friends and began to stay the weekend.
Things came to a head one weekend when, instead of returning home for David's mum's birthday, I spent the entire time with Mark. Without wishing to reopen too many old wounds, I went over to his house on Friday evening and spent the night with him. By the time Saturday morning arrived, my phone battery had died and I hadn't told David where I was. Naturally, he was worried about me and annoyed that I hadn't come home.
However, as I said earlier, I lost sight of what was important in my life and it didn't concern me too much. Instead I was more content to be drinking, smoking weed and having sex to care.
That weekend, I guess I ended up becoming a slave to my sexual desires. As well as having sex with Mark multiple times, I happily allowed three of his friends to have me whenever they desired. The sex was also bareback, something I never normally allow with strangers.
Looking back, I've no idea how many times I had sex that weekend. I remember on the Sunday going into the kitchen to get the four of them some beers while they watched football and one of them just coming up behind me and bending me over the kitched table.On the Monday, I ended up phoning work saying I was sick because I was so tired after the weekend's activities.
After recharging my phone, it also dawned on me how destructive my actions had been to my relationship with David. I had a number of voicemail messages and texts - at first concern about my whereabouts but then anger that I hadn't returned home. I hadn't realised at the time, but Mark had sent David a text message on the Saturday with a picture of me having sex with two of his friends.
In a convoluted way, I suppose I'm trying to explain that my relationship with Mark almost ruined my relationship with David. Although I loved sex with Mark, I lost sight of my love for my boyfriend. I also lost a great deal of self-respect and at times put my own sexual health at risk.
Things were awkward with David for a few months after that weekend, obviously he was furious with me and he had every right to be. However, it made me realise that I had started to develop feelings for Mark which were probably inappropriate. My swinging activities had gone beyond just swinging and were affecting every aspect of my life and David's life.
Although I still enjoy swinging, cuckold fun and meeting black guys, I try to make sure not to develop relationships that are too deep. I think had David not been so tolerant, I could quite easily have destroyed my relationship with him. I think any couple entering into this lifestyle have to be aware of the risks as not all experiences will end happily.