Sara never hid the fact that she'd been cock mad before we got together and it's pretty well known in the area she's from too although I'm from the other side of birmingham so knew nothing of her slut reputation. Sara told me straight away before anyone else could and I was fine with it. Her past is past and I've had no reason to think she's ever been unfaithful to me. It is weird tho bumping into blokes at the shops or the pub and knowing or finding out that they'd cocked my girlfriend. It's probably my imagination but they all seem to have that knowing smile. She's got an Irish tricolour tattooed on one arse cheek and there's a few men round here that have looked at that whilst boning her doggy or covered it with a thumb as they really ram into her. One night I got chatting to 2 of her exes and they started swapping notes. I must admit I laughed a little uneasily as they spoke. They both knew their stuff, imitating her dirty talk and how she announces her orgasm. Her blow job method, how she dribbles the spunk over you after. One thing I didn't know was how quickly she cums when you finger her arse, she'd always told me it was off limits. But I fingered it that night and she came like a banshee. When she asked what had made me do it I told her I'd been out with Dave and Nigel. She laughed and said did the dirty bastards tell you they loved this? She got me to sit astride her face as she rimmed and wanked me, as I approached orgasm she thrust a finger straight up my arse and my spunk hit the ceiling. Once I asked her how many men there had been and she wrote a list of nearly 60 and those were just the names she'd known or remembered, she guessed the true number was double that. I knew a few of the names and Sara, honest as ever would say how it'd been with them. Small cock, huge cock, quick cummer, stud, best fuck ever etc. I asked aren't I the best? She said no quite a lot were better shags than you but I didn't love them, I love you. That gave me mixed emotions I can tell you. One of the men was called Percy. Surely a nickname? Nope she said, she had ridden his old cock for a bet. Eventually the thought of her cock happy ways turned me on. As I fuck her I imagine all the other sets of balls that have slapped happily against her ass. All the rough hands that have mauled her tits, the strong shoulders she's rested her feet on. The endless streams of spunk that her slaggy greedy little cunt has played host to. The tongues on her clit, the cocks erupting in her eager mouth. Slim guys banging her like athletes. Fat sweaty men with wobbly bellies slapping up her. Spunk in her hair eyes, on her tits and tummy, up her hot grateful box. It gets me horny and she reaps the benefit. Anyway, not much of a story I know, but if you've had the brummy bird with the great arse and a tricolour tattoo I'd love to read your experience of her. Thanks