I was supposed to be a bride right after school. College wasn’t something my parents wanted. They knew id buck wild in coed life. Instead, they tried to marry me off, but I had other plans, and I was going to ruin it by having a full-on orgy the night before the nuptials. When my soon-to-be husband found out, he couldn’t stomach it and left me at the altar. I didn’t care; I owned up to fucking every one of his friends and kept on with the party.
I was going to celebrate my freedom and enjoy all the fucking I wanted to like the proper cum dumpster I am to the bone. Monogamy isn’t for me. There are far too many flavors in the world for me to commit to some fucker.