Not sure if this is the right spot for this.
Long story short my gf of 4 years and I have been looking into ways to spice things up. She's in shape, perky boobs, beautiful smile...I was more than thrilled with her but it was clear we were in a rut.
Started with some spicy dice games, spicy questionnaires, things of that nature. Well somewhere along the way the topic of a threesome came up and she said she could never do another woman in the bedroom, but was open to a man. I said I wasn't open to another man, but was open to a woman. A week or so later we discussed swinging with a couple friend of hers...her idea. I said if it was important to her I would give it a try.
So the night came this was supposed to go down. My woman and I played some drinking games to loosen ourselves up and calm the nerves a bit. Around 10pm there was a knock at our door, it was Vince. He said his gf was running late at work but should be over shortly. He grabbed a drink and we all got to talking. They were on the couch together, his arm wrapped around her. I knew what was discussed to come, so I tried to bury my jealousy. A half hour or so later they suggested we just get started as she should be showing up any moment. Outnumbered, I agreed.
Well they got to kissing, then to stripping, and next thing you know my baby is on her knees sucking something that I'm ashamed to say was a fair bit larger than mine. For anyone who has maybe ever been in this situation, my nerves were absolutely shot with jealousy, sadness, madness, anxiety....I just couldn't get myself erect. I sat on the opposite couch twiddling with my limp dick praying it would just work. After about 20 minutes of failure on my behalf I decided to harness up the dog and just go for a walk. I couldn't take the sight of her getting railed any longer. I came back about 10 minutes later and they had moved from the couch to the bedroom, so I just sat out on the sofa. She came out some time later with cum all over her face. I asked where his gf Sofia was and he said she texted when I was gone saying she couldn't make it. I feel set up. I feel less manly. And I feel ashamed.
Thanks for letting me vent.