I've had sex 4 times now.      I'm only 15 but I love it. It's kinda like a drug, makes me forget about my depressing life and also makes me feel something other than sadness. I love it.

    The guy that took my virginity, let's call him "K". We talk sometimes, not so much anymore. We haven't traded nudes in awhile either. We're still planning on having sex again. He's 17 btw.

    The second guy I slept with      is older than me by alot. I don't really care as long as we don't get caught. Let's call him "B" He's 36 and married. I know I should feel bad for sleeping with him twice while he's married, but that isn't my business. We're just using eachother.

     The third guy is "T".               We slept together once. He was the latest guy I've slept with. He took me out to the movies and we did stuff in the theatre and then after parked in a alleyway and had sex. It was fun. He's 19. We might have sex again on monday and we're planning on having a threesome with a friend of his.

So I'm kinda sleeping with all of them. I know I sound like a slut, but don't judge me until you've been in my shoes. I also met all of them online. I know youre2 probably thinking "What the hell?!?!", "How are you still alive?!", "What's wrong with you?!". Thing is I don't really care about it. If I end up dead cause of this, I don't care. I'm not very scared of death anymore. I like doing this aswell. I love feeling another body on mine and feeling me, kissing me, telling me how I make them feel. It's hot and fun.

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