Pedestal

Chapter 6

6 - Sexual Frustration

Anya's POV

I stripped of my work clothes and jumped right into bed as soon as I got home.

A day full of classes and work has me exhausted.

It's crazy how completely different Nola is with me compared to when she's with her friends.

She acts like two completely different people.

I wonder which one is the actual her...

I could feel my clit tingle at the thought of what occured last night.

Fuck... I wish it didn't have to end so quick.

I bit my lip as I slid my hand into my boxers, feeling how wet I was. I was soaking wet.

"Mnhh..." I moaned softly as I slid my finger past my clit, I began to rim my opening with my finger.

"Fuck!" I moaned out as I slid inside myself.

My hips began to grind slightly on my finger before sliding out, and sliding back in.

The way she touched me...

"Nnh... Nola..." I moaned out her name as I picked up my pace, remembering the feeling of her sliding her long digit in and out of me.

I slid my free hand into my sports bra and squeezed my nipple, causing my back to arch instantly.

I came after a few more quick thrusts of my finger and knocked out right after.

I wish we could do it again.

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Nola's POV

To keep up my facade of being perfect, I just had to be the nice guy and take her home.

If only I didn't, I wouldn't be in this predicament.

She wouldn't have known the real me.

And on top of that... I couldn't hold myself back when she got a little turned on.

A stud out of all people. I haven't fucked with anyone in a long time, so I must've been thinking with my clit and not my head.

She's terrible for my perfect reputation.

I glanced at her hoodie beside me and sighed.

I'll keep awkwardly running into her so I should just give her back the damn hoodie.

I sent her a message to let her know that I'd bring her hoodie with me tomorrow.

My phone went off not even a full minute later.

Well, that was fast.

This worthless piece of shit...

I let out a groan and my phone started to vibrate, startling me.

That better not be her calling...

I looked at the screen and it was a alarm, reminding me that it was about time to go live.

Shit... I almost forgot.

I quickly got up and got ready before entering the studio where I take all my videos.

I hit the live button and my chat immediately began to flood with thousands of viewers.

Yeah... this makes everything so worth it.

I got comfortable in my chair before grinning at all of the 'heys' and whatnot.

"What's up? Welcome to my live. You guys want another storytime tonight?" I questioned.

The chat voted towards a storytime and I smiled.

"I've got the perfect story. It's about the first time another stud tried to holla at me..." I smirked.

I then paused as Anya flashed through my mind.

Fuck, she was my first stud... why the fuck would I pick that topic out of all things.

I held my head in my hands as I thought for a moment and when I looked up, the chat had already blown up, asking me what was wrong.

I quickly threw on a smile.

"Everything's alright. I just had a long day and it's messing with my thought process. But let me get on with this story..." I said.

I instantly grew wet at the thought of what occurred last night and I bit my lip hard.

I began to tell the story as I relived what happened but discreetly with my own twists.

After I finished, I said my farewells and quickly ended the live. My boxers were drenched!

You've gotta be kidding... I really got this way because of her? I probably just need some sleep.

I should be fine by tomorrow.

I collected myself together and went to bed.

Tomorrow came, so did the next day, and then a whole week later but everything got worse.

She occupied my wet dreams, my thoughts, anything and everything that involved sex.

"Fuck!" I groaned out loudly from frustration.

I grabbed her hoodie and thought of burning it.

It's gotta be this fucking hoodie! It's because I've still got it. She must've did some voodoo shit with it or something because this is ridiculous!

This has never happened to me before in life.

Is it because I haven't had sex? Do I have to fuck someone to get her out of my head?

And who would it be? I can't fuck some random person, that's too dangerous.

Fuck!

She's a stud, a fan, and most importantly a virgin! I absolutely cannot fuck with her!

What the fuck do I do?

To be continued...
Published - 6/28/19