I had gone through this terrible divorce almost 12 years ago. My wife had an affair and ended up pregnant by a married guy she worked with. I was devastated, depressed, and angry for what turned out to be years. During that time, I took it out on every woman I met. I would sleep with anyone, everyone, and often one right after the other. I went through 37 different women the first 12 months after my separation. By year two I was somewhere around 55 women and not showing signs of a slow-down.
And it wasn't just women. I started experimenting with men too. First, it would be letting guys give me blowjobs here and there. Next came the topping stage, but quickly learned that is not really my thing. There is like literally 25 guys on the planet I might enjoy that with and it faded after trying a few of the wrong ones. Bottoming was the next step and it was okay. I mean I met a guy here or there who seemed to "fit" just right.
However, one guy, M, was great. He gave exceptional head, was ultra clean, would rim me until I was clawing at the sheets and then he would give me what I asked for. With M it was different. He could suck cock better than most women, knew how to coax me into sucking his when he would crawl into a 69 position but bypass my cock altogether and immediately start tongue fucking my ass. It took about 3 minutes of that before I had my first cock in my mouth and was sucking it like a little bitch myself. And once you get to that point, you are already a whore so might as well get fucked like one. Despite my dominance with women, I loved being pounded hard by his cock and begging him for his seed.
I slowed down on the ladies because he was available during the day and would take care of my needs. After he came around, I scaled back to him and a handful of women I had been using over the last two years. It was still high volume, but the selections remained the same 8 or 9 people.
All that changed when I met J. She quickly became "My Girl" and we were together for nearly 9 years. She knew about my past and was okay with M coming around to scratch that itch once every few months. She played with us or watched but never judged. We had a crazy cool sex life overall that involved multiple partners over those years. We pretty much did everything 2 people could do together and then we added more. It was ridiculous and wonderful.
Eventually, J and I couldn't work it out and we went our separate ways. This left me empty and I was older and wiser this time. I knew I did not want to go back to sleeping with every woman I met. I had done all that and I wouldn't find my next lady if I was in that mindset. I made a choice to not have sex with anyone unless they really stirred something in me.
