ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #1 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #1

... could just hang out," Freddie said, stretching his arms out. "Just the three of us. Like old times…" "You sound ridiculous, Freddie," Carly said, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. "We aren't old people who haven't seen each other in years." "You just don't understand nostalgia and sentimentality, Carly Shay," he responded sardonically, his arm reaching behind Sam and reaching Car-ly's exposed shoulder. Though they hardly shared romantic feelings like they used to, the touch of his hand on her bare skin awakened a number of memories for both. Carly shifted uncomfortably from his hand, not because she didn't enjoy it, but because she didn't want to lose herself and someone make a mis-take. "Do you think we're better friends now than we were a couple years ago?" "Why a couple years?" "I don't know, Sam… I just kinda feel like some things have changed in the-" "Since that night we all fucked?" "Very eloquent, Sam…" Freddie said, rolling his eyes. "Is that what you're talking about, though?" "I guess," Carly said, tucking her hair behind her ears, nestling back into the seat and back against Freddie's hand. "Do you think it's made us bet-ter or… worse?" "For me," Freddie said, clearly thinking about it, "I certainly think I'm better off, but as far as our friendship… I honestly just think it has become more complicated. Don't get me wrong, that night was one of the best days of my life and sharing something so… I don't know what the right word is here, so I'll just say ...

... magical, it was huge and I couldn't imagine my life without you guys." "Yeah, I can't imagine that has anything to do with you screwing both of us." "Do you always have to take the romance and the feeling out of everything, Sam?" "I think Freddie has a point," Carly interrupted. "I mean, we all lost our virginities to each other… that's a big deal. I mean, I love you guys. Both of you. And while I think what we did kinda f*rced us to grow up a lot, it was probably necessary. Nobody can really stay a k*d forever. And maybe growing up has put us at odds with each other and put us through a lot. I mean, I went from the innocent one to the sex fiend bisexual to the introvert, and now that Spencer's gone, I really feel like an adult. And I'm happy." "Well, whoop de doo for you, Carls." "Sam, don't be a downer… you told me yourself that you felt like you were reborn and a new girl after that night. And that it was the greatest mo-ment of your life." "Fine, Shay, jeez…" Sam said, muttering. "I said that stuff yeah, but let's look at the last year for me- I got a boyfriend, realized I was in love, got dumped, found a new boyfriend, he was a douchebag and again I was dumped, the guy I loved fell for someone else, I screwed your br*ther, Fred-die and I got back together, and he drops me the moment Stripperella comes back into the picture, then I got dragged down to LA by you people, had crazy dreams and needlessly slept with the guy I love who loves someone else, who now thinks he has to ...