I slept with a bride on her wedding night. But I slept with the groom too. It was the weirdest (yet hottest) threesome.” — Jacob, 28

But my mind’s been opened. I’m inspired not to throw out the rulebook, but keep it open and have a pen in hand.

We both agreed that there would be no future kissing on the lips (anywhere else OK) and no unprotected sex. Oral was fine. We both had to meet and agree with each other’s prospective intimate partners and either could veto at any time with one simple code phrase (Miss Moneypenny). If either of us told the other that we had to go there was to be no argument and we get out of there fast. Over the next several days, my husband and I had a lot of sex with each other and did a lot of talking about what we had done. I find our best talking is done during sex when we can talk about anything. Well we talked about our time at the first party and we each told one another in intimate detail what we had experienced. He absolutely loved hearing my description of what it felt like having another man entering me and kept asking me to repeat the story. When I heard his experience with the older woman I thought I’d feel jealousy but I didn’t. I knew that he loved me and that his sexual encounter was just his love of variety (as is mine). We both came to the conclusion that we wanted to do this again. Though we had talked in detail before our first experience, we decided to go over the rules again and change anything that needed changing. We break down how to survive the island, what we experienced, who went and who we think the event would suit. This event and full swingers island takeover is the first of it's kind, we join in for the inaugural trip and we're in love with the vide and creation of this event. Yes, there was definately swingers wife swapping happening!

I ended up running into a group of women celebrating a bachelorette party. The maid of honor was already married, but apparently she thought she had a free pass during their party weekend so she sat on my lap at a club and made out with me the entire night. We didn’t have sex, but with all her grinding, we came pretty damn close.” — Freddie, 22 I awoke to the glowing, golden hues of a Tahitian sunrise in the best way possible: with my husband’s face buried between my thighs. Like me, his libido was running at full capacity ever since boarding the Luxury Lifestyle Vacations (LLV) cruise through French Polynesia the night prior, and the moment I was awake, we needed to release that pent-up energy.As soon as we arrived, we were buzzing. After climbing three flights of red carpeted stairs, were reached the entrance where we were told the house rules: simply approach others you’re interested in, but if they put up a palm, it signals “no”, and vice versa.