Ok my slutty past!

Okay okay okay so most of you guys asked about the love triangle story between me Paul and Will.. Well you asked for it. Just a warning of TMI though because it’s pretty much all about sex.

I’ll just give you a little background.  This all started at the start of 2005 when I was turning 17.  I was just outta high school, my best best best friend ever Kate, had ditched me and it was like losing a limb at that point.  To cope with that I had been playing around with boys I shouldn’t have and generally just trying to get with her friends and exes etc, which succeedingly was pissing her off LOL anyway.

I met Will at a party.  I didn’t find him that attractive but at that point I was just attaching to anyone who wanted ME for me.  As I was generally used to being downsized to my bestie Kate.  I made out with him and shortly after was introduced to Paul.  I remember at the time thinking "damn".  My attraction to Paul was pretty instant.

So it turned out to be a massive coincidence that Will only lived 2 minutes down the road from me and I’d never even known.  I chased him down that next week and he asked to catch up.  He asked me out not long after that.

He was my first real boyfriend and I loved it.  He treated me really well, bought me things, drove me everywhere (I didn’t have a licence and neither did any of my friends.)  We went to the same college which was a 45 min bus trip away so that was a huge benefit for me.  And I got to be a part of his group of boys and hang with them and go camping and stuff.

Paul turned out to be Will’s best friend, and also in the big group of boys we always hung out with. They all lived in Kingston, which is about 45 mins away from where Will and I live.

Will took my virginity about a month into our relationship.  Although I never told him he was my first until about 3 years after it’d happened LOL. He thought that I was all experienced and shit and I guess me being young and wanting to impress him, just went along with it.  It didn’t hurt at all, I’d messed about so I never really knew whether it was because of that, because of all the sports I played or because he was so small hahaha.

I started talking to Paul a lot on MSN.  He and I had a lot of music in common and it seemed that we could talk for hours and still have stuff to say.

The first time I got with him it was about 2 and a half months into my relationship with Will.  Will was actually there at the time too.  It was a party at Molly’s house, Will had taken some medication and it had mixed with the alcohol and made him sick and he went to bed.  I made the first move with Paul, just by lying my head on his knee when we were watching a movie.  I left it at that and later on that night we started play fighting under a doona and one thing led to another and yeah.

I felt so guilty the next morning and Paul came over so we could think of a story to tell Will because we had made out in the middle of a room of drunk people.

He ended up driving down to see me at midnight one night a few days later.  He picked me up and took me to Buckland, which is about an hour from here, and in the middle of no where.  We sat in the back of his dad’s car and made out and took each other’s clothes off.  I remember grabbing his dick and my eyes going O_O.  He was huge.  He tried to lift me onto him but I pulled back and told him I wasn’t on the pill, being young and inexperienced still, that sort’ve thing still worried me.

We did have sex a few days later, back at a party at Molly’s house again.  Will couldn’t go and asked Paul to go to "look after me",  Yeah bad move. Made some excuse to go to bed together and he bought a condom this time.  It wasn’t very good because Molly’s bed was so tiny and squeaked a lot, there was no lock on the door and we were terrified of getting caught.  I still loved it though, he was huge and he filled me up.

Past that point I didn’t feel guilty anymore and I knew I couldn’t give him up.  I used to spend the day at school etc with Will and then at night until about 10.30PM and then he’d take me home "to go to bed" and then Paul would come and pick me up at about midnight, I’d sneak out of the house and spend a few hours with him in his car, sleep for a couple of hours and then repeat the whole thing the next day.  I didn’t get much sleep for ages there, I used to sleep at Will’s in the arvo when we got home from school, he never thought much about it.

I broke up with Will probably about a month or two into the affair. He was heartbroken and I felt pretty bad.

Part 2 Coming next.