I’ll go first! This is unfortunately a fictional story, but it is closely based on true events.

When I was much younger, I was more or less obsessed with Mary. We dated on and off for a year or so. She was my main girl, but I was her back-up boyfriend when there were no better options. This story isn’t really about her though, she’s just kind of a fixture.

Through a friend-of-a-friend, I met Taylor. As it turns out, Taylor knew Mary, as the two had a sort of feud/rivalry, since Mary had apparently been stealing Taylor’s would-be boyfriends for years. Mary and I were off at the time, and I was frustrated with her by then, as this was near the end of my infatuation. So, Taylor and I decided to get together, just to stick it to Mary.

Taylor really, really wanted to stick it to Mary though. She wanted to sleep with me, especially when she found out Mary and I hadn’t slept together yet, and when she found out I was a virgin entirely, she all but ripped my clothes off right there.

I was able to hold her off until we got back to my place and we had some privacy. We started making out, clothes started coming off. She laid down on my bed, I crawled on top of her. I started lining up, rubbing my head between her lips…and busted right there. Never made it inside.

Taylor and I broke up not long after that, turns out mutual spite of someone else isn’t a great foundation for a relationship. I got tired of Mary’s crap and stopped going back to her too. I never ended up successfully having sex with either of them.