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He had dark curly hair and a baby face. I slept with him for I ma slut year, but since he was too sluh to actually date me, I slu several other flings during that time. I cheated on every boyfriend with him. Honestly, I loved him. He was my first real love and he broke my heart. Toward the end we started exclusively seeing each other but I had a miscarriage and it just ruined everything. Fast-forward a couple months after that heartbreak. This is the worst short-lived relationship of my life. He was a pathological liar, a total disgusting slob, and a wannabe drug dealer. His only redeeming quality was his big penis.

After three months of dating he punched me in the eye during an argument right in front of his best friend. I had to break up with him because his feet smelled horrible and he was bad in bed. Dave considered Mike an arch-nemesis after that ordeal, so of course I had sex with Mike, too. Eventually I got an apartment with my best friend. In that one summer I slept with at least ten guys. I had sex with this guy I had known since I was thirteen. That was my first experience with erectile dysfunction. I should probably mention that I had just turned twenty-one.

One of them is the same guy I met in high school. He gave me multiple orgasms then and he gives them to me now.

I dlut it for several reasons, none of which Slht apologize for. The first reason is the power. After spending my younger years hopelessly waiting for guys to call me back and experiencing the harsh reality of being used for sex, I realized how liberating it was to have sex with someone I never intended to speak to again. You can do what you want and say what you want because even if they judge you, who cares? You never have to see them again.

I Am Not a Slut

I also enjoy variety. There are so many different and ridiculously attractive guys out there, each with something to offer. I have slept with many races, with many different body types, and with many vastly different personalities. I ma slut like them all. I love feeling his mouth on my nipples, kissing my body, licking me everywhere. I want his hands on my hips, I ma slut my hair, or holding me close. However it was outside and really not classy or nice at all. The guy I got with obviously told all his friends about it and was showing off to them about getting with me.

This obviously made me feel very used and hurt because I really liked him and cared about him and he doesn't like me like that. Also he is the only boy I've more than pulled. A couple of days ago my guy friend gave me lift home and this guy is good friends with the first guy. But he is really nice and funny and kind and not like all the other boys. Like he is the nicest person ever and I thought we were really good friends. The night before when I texted him and asked if he could give me a lift he was like "what will you give me in return" and was saying stuff like "you better make it worth my while".

I was such an idiot and I thought he wanted to see my dog. Because we both like dogs and mine is so cute. However on the way home he kept asking me about what I did with the other guy and taking about sex and stuff and I was completely oblivious because I thought we were just friends.