Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... that. If you wanna say I should be here more, like, yeah, I’ll be here. But if you’re gonna tell me that being a slut is, like, beneath me or whatever, and I can’t have fun with whoever I want just because, then I’m really surprised, because I thought you’d be chill with me doing that. It’s not like I’m affecting you or anything.”

The change of tactics turned the battle in my favor. Abe opened his mouth a few times in an attempt to speak before he said anything. “Well, no, it’s – I mean, it’s fine, I guess. Just unexpected. You can do whatever, I guess, but… I dunno, not on school time I guess? And this is a lot to take in, I’m allowed to be weirded out.”

“Just be weirded out without trying to make me feel bad, dude,” I said in a chill tone. I didn’t have to fake it anymore. “I’m having sex. I like sex, especially just being used by a guy. Hell, if you’re

nicer

to me about it, if we’re keeping this a hundred, I’d be cool doing stuff for you too.”

Abe was turning pink. “Ariel-!”

“Mhm?” I asked casually, my eyelids lowered.

“Fuck. Jesus.”

“Is that a no?” I asked, cool as a cucumber.

“This just feels like a trick. No one just says stuff point-blank like that. Aren’t you worried about getting rejected or whatever, at least?”

Terrified. “Nope,” I answered coolly. “As long as you won’t be weird and cut me off for it. But if you’re going to cut me off just because I’m being a slut, I bet Greg and Drew won’t take it too well.”

“Wow,” Abe laughed. “No ...

... need to blackmail me, Ariel. I was just asking. This is definitely… a new thing, but I’m not going to stop talking to you just because you like…” He gestured outwards with his hands.

“Sex? Sucking dick? Getting fucked?”

“Yeah, that,” he replied, shaking his head. “So if I asked Greg about this, right now, he’d confirm it?”

“Uh, yeah?” I asked, not having thought this far ahead. Unfortunately, Abe, ever the one to need proof in an argument, got up and started walking away from our desks, towards Greg’s corner. Now I was out of sight, my cool look left my face and I started playing with my hands. Fuck, I better not have made the wrong call there.

Abe talked to Greg for a really short time, but it was still longer than I would have liked. They talked quietly enough that no one could hear them, but from their body language, they at least seemed… amicable. I immediately looked away from Abe as we walked back to his desk.

“Okay, so you weren’t lying,” he admitted when he sat back down.

“Told you,” I insisted. “So…?”

“Um…” He shook his head again. “This is way too sudden. Give me a few days. Maybe we can talk about this first. What do you even get from doing this?”

“Oh, I just like being a slut for others to use,” I said, figuring we were through the looking glass. Being so raw and honest was terrifying, but it was so exciting at the same time. It was like a drug.

Abe clearly wasn’t on the same stuff though. After one last shake of his head, he turned back ...