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I have a ***** mind
I constantly think about his mouth
more specifically his tongue
between my legs, making me moan
dripping wet, all over his face

About his ****
******* me until Im screaming for more
When he's behind me
making me shake, slapping my *** and pulling my hair

******* me until I ***
his **** throbbing inside me
Does that make me *****?
Is it my fault he's such an amazing ****?
I don't think so
This all ended in February  
when I first had ***
we all moved on
But apparently not far enough
Because fast forward to April and I ****** that poor second guy who stuck around
Started talking to the third guy again
And started up another toxic relationship with the guy who still has a girlfriend
And they probably all know that we're right back to where we started

So now I'm no longer innocent
far from it actually
I've ****** three guys since that first time in February
which surprisingly wasn't with any of the three guys but by another more well liked more popular guy who had the decency to keep my reputation intact not that it could get any further from last year than it already was

Now the only guys who talk to me are the ones who are ''in it for the ***''
and trust me its more than you think
and I don't know if I like it
but I guess its my fault
I let my reputation get twisted around like that
The third and final main character in this story of growth came just a week after the last if you weren't keeping up thats three guys who were all best friends that I was talking to at the same time. No wonder people started to talk

WARNING this is where it gets vulger. This third guy dmd be, thats right a good old fashioned dm, guessing his friends were up to sharing my ***** late night responses but not my snapchat, anyways thats what he asked for and I gave it to him and two weeks later I ****** his ****, my first time. Don't forget because this is what makes it so crazy, I was still talking to the other two guys. After that it spread like wildfire and before I knew it everyone knew. I knew they were popular but I honestly didn't know people would care so much, but I honestly didn't care, they weren't talking **** they were just surprised, so let them talk

No the **** came right around that same time I'm not sure if it was before or after it all gets muddled together. Turns out one of my friends had told her entire class that I had been ******* around with a guy who had a girlfriend and that spread even faster than the story that in involved a **** in my mouth, the worst part is me and the guy with the girlfriend never even did anything, doesn't matter though his girlfriend didn't believe me and i guess thats when things like
****, good in bed, hot as **** ,and definitely would tap began to echo my name in conversations

And that poor other guy still kept talking to me, but whether its because he actually liked me or was hoping to get lucky like his friends, I didn't know.
Before the guy with the girlfriend was even gone there came another guy with an interest in talking to me, he came in the form of a snapchat friend request

You see this second guy had shown interest in me way back in first semester grade nine french and I guess he finally decided to give it a try
I guess its important to mention that this guy and the guy with a girlfriend were best friends. And despite sharing flirty glances in the hall for two years, I'm almost entirely sure that what compelled him was finding out that I kept taking to the first guy despite knowing he had a girlfriend, I guess finding out I was dirtier than he thought was a turn on. But than again ill never know for sure because theres no way in hell I could ask him now.

I could never figure out if he just wanted to **** or if he wanted a relationship, he never begged for nudes and he asked me out on dates, we talked everyday for a while but I was a *****, cold and fridged. See this story centers around three people and of the three I thought he was the least attractive hence my cold attitude.

At least I know I was a *****
You see before this year I was innocent
I wasn't ugly
No, pretty, hot, nice ***,or great *** often followed my name
But so did nice, quite, and innocent
That was the way I liked it though, because while *** never scarred me I didn't really need it
And this way only the few guys who weren't ''in it for the ***'' talked to me, which trust me wasn't that many

Than came this year
Nothing really changed physically, maybe lost a little baby fat, **** got a little bigger, demeanor become a little more open, maybe just hint of sensuality
But it was enough to be noticed thats for sure.

You see I'm not sure when it started but I can tell you when he did something about it. He was in three of my four classes and despite him being popular and hot i'd never payed him much attention, until he talked to me. And I wasn't used to that, we talked for a few weeks than he asked me out. Little did I know it was only because his girlfriend was away on vacation, I said yes, when he asked where I told him to surprise me, he asked if i liked surprises and i responded with very much, thats when he asked if I liked some action as well , and for the first time ever I seriously wanted to have *** and there were so many times we almost did, that was my introduction to the wonderful world of sexting and a week went buy before I heard about his girlfriend, another week later he told me they might get back together, even though they were never broken up. He asked if i'd still want to keep talking, although I hated the idea of being the slutty other women I said yes and I wish I wasn't so stupid
Its easy for me to pretend I don't care
like I'm unbothered by it
truth is... I feel like **** about it

Hes so ******* sweet, like when you eat too much candy and you can feel your teeth rotting, thats how he makes me feel
And I'm such a *****
Because while receiving ''I really like you'' and ''you're all I think about'' and ''all I want is you'' texts I respond with two smiley faces and a text to another guy letting him know that ''Im deff DTF tonight''

Its like Im taking all that he's giving me and spitting it right back in his face, and he doesn't even realize
For his birthday I gave him a hug and than left his house to go **** some other guy, one who is more salty than sweet, but I guess I've never really had a sweet tooth anyways

When we meet up his heart beats out of his chest and his face turns beet red as he blushes through the kisses and awkward touches
But I have to resist the urge to roll my eyes and tell him to grow a pair
I don't know why, I can't help it
And one day he'll find out and he'll ******* hate me for it but thats okay because maybe he'll finally find someone with a sweet tooth
someone who doesn't wonder why it feels like her teeth are rotting
someone who deserves all the sweetness he has to offer.

— The End —