We met after we had both graduated and never really talked about our college lives. I knew you used to be a star gymnast for your college but that was about it. In our relationship you were always a bit of a prude, never wanting to do much outside of just missionary. Rarely letting me even go down on you. One day you got a call from your old coach inviting you back to get some kind of award so we decided to take a trip and visit your old campus. It’s been a bit of time since you’ve been there but it was going to be a bit of a reunion party. The night of the event you get all dressed up, a tight short cocktail dress, dark black eye liner, and a tiny pair of lace panties. When we get to the party a bunch of your old teammates great you and start talking about how crazy you used to be. Their boyfriends make side comments about how lucky I am to be with a total freak. I brush it off though thinking they’re confusing me for someone else. But after what feels like the hundredth guy telling me you and him used to be hook up buddies, I finally got the hint that you were a slut. I start getting flooded with stories about how many guys you hooked up with, how you were basically always full of a new guys cum, and how many gang bangs you were in. And I couldn’t be happier. As the night goes on I finally pull you aside and ask you… “do you want to relive your glory days?”

Kinks: cuckold, slutty outfit, gang bangs, high body count, cream pies, cum play, anal, loose pussy, water sports

Limits: scat, gore, feet