The Reality of Dating a Slut

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me - " I began as Nina undid her bun with a sigh, her blonde unruly hair cascading down, framing her heart-shaped face. Her scents flowed over me as her blonde waves filled my vision as she settled in beside me. A tinge of sugar, spice, and hints of strawberry shampoo so alluring I almost leaned into take a breath. "God I hate doing up my hair like that," Nina said as she combed her hands through her hair with a sigh, the scents blossoming even stronger "Come on scooch over, barely got any room over here" She gave a little wiggle for emphasis and I felt the booth's cushion shift and the warmth of her rear press into mine, the dark blue washed jeans doing nothing to hide the curves underneath.

I swallowed nervously at her closeness but found myself in a false sense of calm relaxing into her softness, "What are you grinning for,?" Nina said as she nudged me playfully with her elbow. I tried to avoid her nozy gaze, but her head followed mine and I found myself hypnotized her inviting sky blue eyes. For a moment I thought they were glowing with mischief but her eyes were so inviting, so kind, and somehow they were honest so unlike the deep azure of Emma's teasing eyes. "Come on scooch over," Nina said as the grin turned into a pout as she propped herself up onto the table and propelled her hip into my side, driving the wind out of my lungs. I felt a panic and anxiety take over me as Nina hip-checked me continuously until she wiggled into place without any regard for my protests. Wide-eyed, I felt heat rise to my cheeks as her body clung up against me, I shifted away from her yet she was unrelenting and I soon found myself trapped against the cold of the window. We were so close our noses were practically touching.

So close I could reach out and kiss her.

I shook my head out to clear out those damnable intrusive thoughts, "What the heck are you doing," Nina giggled at my headshake. God, she looked adorably sweet with that smile adorned with those dimples. So cute, so kind, so different from Emma's teasing. "Geez you're so red," She poked my cheek with a finger but somehow I deftly dodged her, "You're like a little tomato." I looked away and Nina let another giggle as I tried to focus on the window behind me as she interrogated me about my relationship with Emma. I should stop this before it gets out of hand, but the words clogged my throat as her unabashed enthusiasm and warmth stopped me in my tracks.

"Come on spill it," I felt Nina's warm breath upon my neck as she leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper. Oh my god, do none of them respect personal space, I desperately **** a shoulder between us trying to wedge breathing space against her suffocating presence. But I accomplished nothing as my resistance seemed to encourage her. Soon my arm was nestled in between her breasts, but she paid it no mind as if it was a normal thing. Arousal surged at the inviting sensation, her pulse was erratic and fast. My pulse soon matched her dance as I leaned back trying to put some space between us but she only doubled her efforts. I felt like I was teetering off a cliff with Nina practically in my lap, my Emma alarm bells blaring.

She stared down at me with narrowed eyes, her mischief giving way to laser focus, her eyes locking onto me like a predator. I shivered as I felt the familiar feeling of goosebumps spread all over my skin as she leaned in.

"What do you mean?, "I stammered, blinking as Nina's face came perilously close to me, just a finger's breadth away, so close I could see the soft peach fuzz dusting her cheeks and the warmth from her heated breath. She glared at me while rattling off a series of rapid-fire questions shutting me out.

"I don't know if it's my place to share," I said finally when she paused to take a deep breath.

"Why the hell not?"

"You know how Emma is," I said, stuffing a fork full of hash browns into my mouth, the flavors suddenly bland in my mouth.

"I'll let you feel my boobs up" Oh my god, I almost choked and rolled my eyes, were they all like her?

"That is an awful idea" I declared dismissively, my attempts at nudging her away only succeeded in trapping my arm deeper in the embrace of her bosom. I tried to ignore the sensation, but it was impossible, " You saw what happened last week- " She silenced me with a huff finally relenting, releasing my arm from that wonderful prison. I sighed in relief only to have my heart leap into my mouth **** off my words as I caught a flash of skin. Damn you eyes. Don't you dare look down.

Oh.

Oh shit.

Stay calm.

Take deep breaths.

Do not look down. Whatever you do, don't look down.

My jaw dropped at the sight before me. Without another word, Nina pouted and reached up and pulled down on her apron and shirt. There they were. With a single finger, she had revealed everything. My god, they were beautiful. They were absolutely perfect, perfectly framed by the v-neck collar, they were squished tight against her shirt as they spilled over. I was mesmerized by the way her chest rose and fell rapidly, words escaped me as I gazed upon the danger of the abyss that awaited me. If Emma's felt that amazing how would these feel? For a second I almost dared, with a simple motion I could just reach and and touch them. Just as my willpower all but faded Nina snorted and tucked them back in, "So they do work on you"

Good god. My heart isn't strong enough for these games. Shaking off the spell, I felt anger and heat on my cheeks, "What the hell are you doing" She shrugged and to her credit shame did color her expression.

"Were you fucking testing me?"

"No, of course not," Nina said before shrugging, "That would be cruel - Okay - Yea, maybe, but I was just curious - curious if you would - and plus now you won't forget my name," She said framing herself with her hands with an innocent dimpled smile to put Emma's to shame.

"That was cruel," I said with a huff, "I'm living in a desert over here"

"Desert?" Nina asked as she perked up, leaning towards me, her eyes focused and intense before it fell away into nothing. She sagged back a bit, her lips turning into a frown when I didn't answer. She sighed and finally relented giving me some breathing space. She leaned over to snatch up Emma's cup of mocha, her long limbs barely stretching, "Odd thing to say lover boy"

"Well, we're not lovers yet... technically" I blurted out, instantly regretting it. Nina stopped mid-sip, raised a brow, slowly placed her cup on the table, and turned to meet my eyes to stare at me quizzically. "Not yet?" She repeated, her face unreadable. She frowned, her eyes fluttered as she considered my words. I felt like I should be used to this sort of thing, yet I found myself squirming under her gaze just like I would be under Emma's. She said nothing, but I felt like I was a bug pinned to the wall under the intensity of her questioning stare and I felt my cheeks begin to burn again.

Her expression softened into one of concern, "Are you ok? You look like you're gonna pass out, "Nina frowned, "Maybe we should wait until Emma gets back"

I heard a noise behind me and tensed, "Been here the whole time" Emma scoffed as she slid back into her seat giving us a dark look, before it turned into one of wry amusement, "Oh do continue -, " Emma rolled her eyes, flipping her hair behind her shoulders, as Nina babbled out an explanation "Relax Nina, I'm not so immature as to get mad at that little thing" Emma said with a smirk as she plucked the cup of mocha out of Nina's hands who gave a little squeak of indignation, "but, backing that fucking dump truck on my boyfriend. Have you no shame?" Emma said, her tone was playful and flippant but there was an undercurrent of tension in her eyes. My world was swimming as the girls playfully fired ever-escalating insults at each other. Weren't girls supposed to be... nice...? This was so .. catty? I blinked at the exchange, it felt almost nostalgic remembering those long bickering nights of DND with the guys.

"Bit rich coming from you," Nina said finally as she shot Emma a withering glare, her nose flaring slightly, "What's the point of caking on all that makeup if you're just gonna **** yourself on Ryan's cock in the washroom like last time" Nina stiffened slightly and gave an awkward apologetic smile, "Sorry you didn't need to hear that."

"Picture guy remember? Doesn't bother me at all - "My next words were cut off as Nina suddenly flung her arms around to give me a hug equal to Emma's. I froze at her touch, I tried to voice my protest, I really tried, but all of my willpower evaporated in the face of her warmth. Something inside me desperately yearned for that comfort that Emma denied me as Nina's face burrowed into the crook of my neck. My mouth went dry seeing Emma's scowl disappear behind blonde locks that draped against my face and with it came a fresh scent of her shampoo, the smell of strawberries dancing in her bouncing bangs. Soon Emma's righteous anger was a distant memory as a fiery scent intoxicated me. There were hints of heat, of cinnamon and nutmeg but it was tempered by a sweetness so alluring I just wanted to melt into her embrace enjoying everything that a woman's hug offered.

I grinned despite myself, but the moment was cut short as Emma grumbled out a low growl, "Alright, that's enough" Emma's hands pried us apart with a small whining mewl from Nina. I sighed in relief as I felt the cool air drift in through the window stilling my beating heart and nerves.

"It's so romantic though. Study buddies to lovers," She smiled cutely, cheeks dimpling at the corner of her lips again contrasting the scowl that twisted Emma's face. Her excitement was palpable as she practically bounced up and down on the cushion waiting expectantly despite the sourness of Emma's expression.

Emma glared at Nina but eventually, it wavered, her eyes betraying her wry amusement. "Oh fine go on"

"You were crushing on Emma first right? How'd you ask her out?" Nina turned to me, eyes bright and wide, another litany of innocent questions raining down on my ears.

"You'd better start from the beginning," Emma said placidly, "But you won't like it - if you're ok with it Isaac" Emma added hastily as if it was an afterthought.

"Why not?" Nina frowned tilting her head at Emma who simply stared giving no reply. The silence stretched long enough I half expected Emma to stay silent, only for Emma to finally inhale a low strained breath and release it with a curt nod at me.

The words tumbled from me as I recounted from the beginning. The teasing, the quests, the games, the torments, the discovery of our shared kink. Emma's sadism and my desire to see Emma pleasured by other men. The climaxes of the previous night of a fetish realized. The more I spoke, the more disturbed and unsettled Nina became as her frown deepened into pity and the more arousal bloomed in me once more as the memories flashed through my mind as fresh as the day I witnessed them.

"So that's why you won't tell me," Nina muttered to herself, her gaze flickered back and forth between us, her face blank, her lips pursed into a thin line, "I don't know how to feel about any of that," Nina said slowly carefully considering her words, her brows were furrowed in thought as she chewed on her bottom lip.

"Why wouldn't you tell Nina?," I asked Emma

"I wouldn't approve, I thought she stopped that sort of thing" She glanced up to meet mine, "Are you happy? Happy like this?"

"Yes," I said instantly. "I'm happier than I've ever been, before Emma..." I trailed off thinking..."It was just shades of gray just existing. -Wait, why don't you approve" I said changing tack.

"Experience, and because I value honesty- " Nina stopped herself as realization swept over her face.

I couldn't help but bark out a laugh, "Kind of ironic considering since you ambushed me without Emma"

"Sorry, that was a bit hypocritical wasn't it," Nina winced, "I forget myself sometimes. That sort of stuff is just kind of normal for us, for me and Emma and the girls. It's been a while since I was in a normal relationship, my last one didn't end well"

"What happened?" I asked, "Your last relationship?" I expanded lamely, my curiosity getting the better of me.

Nina and Emma shared a look before Nina looked at me with a sad smile, "Long story, but it came down to honesty. It's kind of crazy if you think about it. One of the first things you learn about open relationships, swingers, or whatever is that you never ever fuck your friends. Somehow, some way we are all still friends. Well - mostly. People come and go, "Nina explained, "Some of us found partners, and hid the past. Some chose to embrace it and brought their new partners into the fold. Can you guess what I chose?"

"You chose to hide it," I said

"Exactly, and when he found out. He wasn't exactly pleased. So I foolishly tried to make it up to him by inviting him into the group," Nina explained with a somber expression "and we were happy - at least for a time - it became clear to me and everyone else that he still had a lot of resentment towards me. It got worse from there. Eventually, we broke up. It was messy. "

"I can imagine, I'm sorry" I tried with as much sincerity I could muster, but empathy to a near stranger was hard to convey.

"For what?" Nina asked with a shrug, "You didn't have anything to do with it. I don't regret it at all. I learned a lot. We were happy for a time, but it became clear to me that our relationship was never really much of anything and he was just using me to join the group, but I don't regret it"

"You don't?" I repeated confused?

"No, I don't, that's just life I guess, gotta learn from your mistakes" Nina said shaking her head. "There's a lot I would have done differently, but I learned a lot, I learned who my real friends were... and I realized how important someone is to me. I promised myself I would be honest with my next partner. Which is why I was hoping I might learn something about you guys, but alas, your relationship is weirder than my last one"

"Who exactly?" Emma spoke up finally, curiosity sparkled in her eyes as she listened intently.

"It's Noah, he's kind of quiet and innocent, he asked me out a while back and I haven't answered him yet. He's definitely not the type of person that would be comfortable in our sort of lifestyle." Nina explained, "Point is I really really don't wanna fuck this up, but I have no fucking idea how to tell him. Which is why I wanna know"

"Know what exactly?"

"How are you okay with all of this?" Nina said, gesturing vaguely, "The group. The sex. The shit Emma makes you go through," Nina narrowed her eyes at Emma who had the decency to look slightly abashed, "I don't mean to be a drama llama, but there haven't been a lot of successful relationships in our friend group. I know we're still in high school and all that but just something positive for once would be nice."

"I - I honestly don't know." I said with a dark chuckle thinking back to the beginning," I suppose I was like a frog being boiled. Slow and steady teasing and now here we are. It was fine, at least until last night. I didn't really care when Emma had sex with the guys in the group. I relished seeing her enjoy herself with her friends and over time, but Owen was different. It was something new and it kind of scares me how much I enjoyed it and how I let it all happen."

"That's... unsettling," Nina said with a frown, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her hair, "that doesn't help me at all"

"What would have become of us, "Emma interrupted, breaking us out of our thoughts. We turned to her as she sagged against the booth's cushion. Emma's arms were crossed her chest and her eyes staring up at the ceiling her emotions hidden from view, "If I didn't send that photo. Do you think we would have been normal?"

"Normal?" Nina and I echoed together almost synchronized. Mirroring Emma, I sat back into the cushion and I stared at her impassive face for a moment. I cleared my throat causing Emma to jump slightly to meet my eyes "I don't think anything would have happened if we just studied like normal people. I'm a creature of habit. I get into this fugue state when I study and I just completely block out everything"

"It's true. Heck, he didn't even remember my name. An entire fucking week we studied for that test and he barely even made a noise at lunch," Nina let out a chuckle cutting, "I think we are a little past being normal at this point in our lives"

"Being a normie is overrated as fuck anyways," I said trying to inject some levity into the situation. Nina laughed and Emma joined in with a soft cute giggle.

"Speak for yourselves," Emma scoffed, her eyes were dancing with amusement, "You guys are the weirdos," She said primly, her arms uncrossing, but her lips curled up into a cute smile despite her denial. She paused catching something perhaps in my expression, "Is there something you wanted to say, Isaac?" A smug look of satisfaction came over her as she dared me to add a rebuttal, but it disappeared as an awkward silence came over us.

"What do you think I should do Isaac?" Nina asked, "Do you think I should tell Noah? Maybe we're just better off as friends, what if he's just like my ex" Nina trailed off with a hint of bitterness in her voice, "Maybe I'm just better off just burying it"

"I don't know if you should or not, but I don't think you should feel ashamed of your past," I suggested, "Besides, dwelling on the past on the what ifs of the world never ends well for anyone"

"He's right," Emma agreed with a raised brow.

"But what if he thinks less of me, what if he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore." Nina pleaded, her voice rising in pitch with a hint of mania driving it "What if he tells everyone?"

"I think it's a bit too late for that," Emma said wrinkling her nose, "Given what Owen and Ben said last night. It's not a big deal," Emma said quickly trying to reassure her, "it's just a bit of gossip, I wouldn't worry too much about it"

"Ben and Owen, I think I actually know those guys," Nina said with a bit of apprehension, "My ex hangs out with them along with Noah. Well, that's it then. If those incels got to him I don't have a hope in hell at a relationship with him."

"Noah," I repeated to myself, "I don't think I know him. You sure he's friends with them? I've been hosting dnd since freshman year, pretty sure I know all the nerds around school"

"Noah's quiet, he keeps to himself, he doesn't really like crowds. I don't think he would like I'm the only person he hangs out with. I don't know what happened to ever since we got to high school. He used to be so outgoing and now he just goes home and plays that shitty card game you nerds love" She teased, but without a hint of malice.

"So are you friends with them?" I asked changing the subject.

Nina scoffed at that, "I know of them. I am not friends with them."

"Well I never thought I had a chance with Emma, hell look at Ryan and the other guys, they look like they're out of a boy band. I think you and Noah will make a great coupl-" I bit off my next words as Nina shot upright with a look of disgust on her face, "Oh my god Emma. You slept with that Owen. The guy's a creep. Why?"

"We've fucked worse guys before, he's harmless." Emma just shrugged in response, "Besides, I did it for Isaac and there was a large surprise I didn't expect from him" Emma smirked.

"Well Noah asked you out right? If he does know I don't think he cares?"

"Ugh, I don't even want to think about this right now," Nina slumped over onto the table, her forehead touching the table, "I don't get it. I don't get you guys at all" Nina mumbled out, before she snapped up with a jolt, "Are you gonna fuck him again?"

"That depends," Emma's blue eyes met mine with trepidation,“ Do you regret it?”

Her gaze went to my discarded phone on the table and the previous night's memories flooded into my psyche. The feeling of her warmth rapidly beat with excitement as she unveiled the torments for us to enjoy together. The look on her face as she drank in my suffering as Owen took her to bed. The absolute beauty of her form as she enjoyed all the physical pleasures one could experience. But it wasn't enough, it was just a small appetizer of delights yet to come. Emma and I had only just begun and we both knew it.

"No"

Emma simply smiled, relief plain, "Well now we're done with all that, I have something for you"

Ruh oh.

"Since you've been such good boyfriend, I suppose you deserve a reward"