Before I met my husband , I was absolutely addicted to group sex. I basically went out actively seeking threesomes, foursomes and eventually participated in some gangbangs. Basically every weekend, I was being used like a piece of meat. Sometimes I’d go from one threesome to the next with just a quick shower in between. Having group sex was my only hobby and it was all I could think about. Once I met my husband and we’d started dating, I knew I needed one last hurrah, so I organised a gangbang with 10 guys to get it out of my system and had a trusted fwb there because I wanted to be tied up while it happened for various parts as well. What happened was close to 6 hours of me being absolutely destroyed, all the guys came multiple times all over me and in me. I was absolutely ruined. Now it’s been 10 years since that, and I still can’t stop thinking about it. I still get messages from guys from way back then, asking if I want group fun… there’s a part of me that just wants to make an excuse up of being away for a night and getting all the sluttiness out of me again