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

ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #1

... look after me. So, yeah… where's the good I should be seeing?" "You're going to a good college with friends and you should be happy that you have people there for you." "Can it, Freddie… I know you're just keeping me around as a second option when you and Jade have issues. Because you know I'd kill to be with you again." "Sam… we've talked about this. I want you to seriously be by my side, but we're friends, and that's all we can be right now." "See?!" Sam shouted, sitting up to see if Carly was getting this too. "Lines like that. Saying 'not right now' implies that there is a time that it could happen, and you know I'm just weak enough to cling to that possibility. You're manipulating and using me." "Sam... I'm not-" "Sam's not wrong, Freddie," Carly interjected. "Whether you mean to or not, she's in this tight with you and you need to either set her free or give her what she wants." "I can't do either one, and you both know that. I refuse to lose Sam from my life because I love her, just like I don't ever want to lose you, Carly, because you mean so much to me. But I can't cheat on Jade... at least no more than we are allowed." "Whoa…" Carly said, sitting up with a start "What was that last part?" Sam started to speak, but realizing that she would incriminate herself, she decided just to look to Freddie. "What I mean is… we kinda agreed that there were people we could be with without cheating. The pretty girl in LA, Tori, is hers and I kinda said Sam was mine." Carly burst ...

... up from the beanbag and looked down at the two, "So you two have been fooling around?! Why didn't you tell me?!" "Because it was none of your business," Sam snapped, clearly embarrassed. "I'd say it was and it certainly proves the keeping her around point. Sam, how long has this been going on?" "Since we got back from the trip… usually we just spend time together but a few times, we have actually, you know… done stuff." "It's just for comfort," Freddie said quickly. "I love Sam and I know she loves me so we explore our wants and interests together. There's nothing wrong with that… and she's never complained." "Except the part where she's drinking herself into a stupor all the time to deal with the guilt of making you cheat, you selfish asshole, and being involved with someone she knows is more interested in another person. What you're doing Freddie is practically pity sex." "I wouldn't go that far. I mean, I won't deny that I enjoy our time together, and I honestly think it has kept me sane in dealing with everything." "And I ask again, Freddie, what about Sam? Can you not see what you've turned her into?" "I can defend myself, Carly," Sam muttered, staring at the floor. "I wanted this thing with him. I needed him. I still do, honestly. And you can't take the high ground here either… you cheated on my s*ster with Cat. And you don't even know what sex you want!" "Yes I do!" Carly shouted back. "I like them both. I'm not going to limit myself into choosing one type of person to ...