This story will be stud4stud‼️ So, don't play yourself and read it if you know you not with it‼️
When you place someone on a high pedestal, you're bound to be disappointed. But just how disappointed do you need to be to stop glorifying them?
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I got up and opened the door, and Jess happily strutted into my living room.
"Jess, why the hell you here?" I asked.
"I decided to spend some quality time with my favorite stud, and give you the pleasure of staying the night with me!" She grinned at me.
I simply stared at her with my brow arched.
"You can't just show up uninvited. It's 3'in the morning, bro. I need a heads-up or something before." I debated.
"C'mon! I'm your bestie!" She whined while clinging onto me. "I even bought us snacks!"
"You bought yourself snacks, not me. What's the real reason why you here?" I asked seriously.
She let out a huge huff.
"Fine... man, let me tell you!" She exclaimed suddenly, with a bunch of enthusiasm.
Ah, shit... here we go again.
"I got fucking catfished!"
My eyes widened before I narrowed my gaze on her, "What that gotta do with you coming here?"
"Hold on! Let me get to it! Damn!" She said and I let out a breath.
"I met this girl off Instagram, right?" She started, "She a stud, and she was talking mad shit! Like mad shit, as if her ass was gone have me addicted once she got her hands on me and shit..."
"I mean, I haven't fucked on something in a while. So, I was kinda feeling it. And we decided to meet up tonight at a hotel and... this bitch headgame was garbage!" She exclaimed.
"Right... so you left there and brought your sorry ass here." I respond, nodding in understanding.
She rolled her eyes at me. "Whatever... moral of the story is, I need to stop meeting these bitches off Instagram. All they be selling me is lost hope and empty dreams."
I stared at her before I busted out laughing.
"This isn't funny! You supposed to be comforting me!" She whined out as I laughed.
"How 'bout you not give up just 'cause one bad experience." I suggested.
She let out a noise of disapproval and I shrugged, "Well. Least I tried."
"Does it really matter if someone's inexperienced though?" I asked her.
"Mm. Not really. It's just the fact that she was boasting like she was the best of best. And it ended so sadly..." Jess said, shaking her head.
"What'd you want instead?" I asked.
"Well, I'm naturally dominant. So, if someone actually gets me to submit to them... I expect them to know what the fuck they doing." She fumed.
"Especially since I'm attracted to dominant girls, you can't be no inexperienced dom. That just don't make sense, or at least do your damn research... like shit. It's not that hard!"
My head tweaked a little as I narrowed my gaze on her. "Jess... you into BDSM? Where people be getting tied up and all'at?"
Her eyes lit up as she smiled at me. "How you know!? I love that shit!"
I shrugged at her. "Just the way you speak. Using the word 'dom' and stuff."
"Man... BDSM just gets my blood boiling. There's this unexplainable sexiness that comes with being dominated, blindfolded, and shit... Man. Getting fucked so good that you can't think about nothing. And you never really know what's finna go down... it's thrilling."
I blushed slightly at her bluntness as I laughed.
"I haven't met no ideal partner to try it out with though. You can run into some weird ass people when looking for people into it." She cringed.
"I've always been the dominant one except for in the current situation I'm in... so I'm pretty inexperienced. Is that bad?" I ask.
"What!? Of course not! Plus, you my baby angel!" She exclaimed before hugging me tightly.
I pushed her off me with a laugh.
Jess looked at me suddenly with bright eyes.
"Oh!! What's your sexual fantasy, Anya?! Like something you've always really wanted to do! It can be a position, roleplay, anything like that."
I stared at her lost for a moment as I thought.
I haven't really thought about it, I usually just go with whatever Nola wants when we do it...
I shrugged. "I actually never thought about it."
"You know what?" She said. "I gotta lot of videos saved on my phone. Lemme show you some examples... to get your imagination going."
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I was in complete shock.
"Maybe this was too much for you..." Jess laughed.
"But don't you think trying something different like this could be fun? Look at this!"
She showed me a picture with a girl on her hands and knees with a collar around her neck, and the person that took the picture had the leash.
This is definitely different.
A image flashed through my mind of Nola having me on a leash and my stomach flipped.
Hell nah! That's not ever gone happen! I could never do some shit like that! What the fuck?
Jess suddenly started laughing and I looked at her. "Why're you laughing?"
"You just imagined some freaky shit, didn't you?" She laughed. "You got a better understanding of what your sexual fantasy could be?"
"It's a secret." I said almost instantly and Jess faked as if I'd hurt her feelings.
"That's messed up! I just poured my horny ass heart out to you!" She whined.
"I didn't ask you to, you just did it." I laughed.
"Fine. I'ma figure it out though, and your new little boo thang you got." She grins.
Nola stayed on my mind heavily for a minute.
"But... I feel like if I asked her to do some shit, she'd get mad." I let slip out subconsciously.
"You just say she gets mad at you?" Jess asked, immediately becoming defensive.
I shook my head as I laughed, shaking it off. "Nah. Never mind."
