âFuck!â Tasha screamed as she stormed through her front door, barely pausing to kick the door closed behind her. Striding to her bedroom, she continued to scream into the hot stifling air.
âFuck fuck fuck fuck FUCKâ, she yelled, as she allowed herself to fall face first onto her bed. As she lay there motionless, she felt her phone begin to vibrate in her back pocket. Without lifting her head, she reached into her back pocket, tugging out the phone and jamming the call button, already knowing who was calling.
âHello?â Tasha answered, voice slightly muffled by the comforter she currently had her face pressed to.
âBitch, where are you?!â the voice of her best friend screeched into her ear.
âDezi, look,â Tasha sighed. âI had to go.â
âI canât believe you let that lying cheating whore run you out of this bar!â Dezi replied, her voice dripping with disgust.
âLook Desiree!â Tasha suddenly snapped jumping up from her bed. âI DID NOT let anyone run me out of anywhere. I know she fucked half the Parrish while we were together, I simply have no desire to watch her fuck her way through the remaining half in front of my face. Understand?â
âTash,â Dezi said, voice suddenly low and gentle. âYou have to get over this. Itâs been months already. You need to get back out there. You know what I always say: The best way to get over someoneâŚâ
âIs to get under someone else,â Tasha sighed, finishing her friendâs favorite saying. âBut who exactly am I supposed to get under in this shitty tiny town?â
âWell, I had an idea about thatâŚâ Dezi replied letting her sentence trail off.
Tasha was immediately suspicious.
âAnd what idea is that?â
âYou need to spend some time getting what you REALLY want. Not these little bullshit girls you run into the ground!â
âWhat do you mean âwhat I really wantâ?â Tasha said, her tone neutral.
âDo I really need to remind you of that night in Vegas?â Dezi asked her voice dropping even lower. âSomehow, I donât think youâve forgottenâ, she said.
Tasha sat down hard and closed her eyes. Dez was right. As drunk as she was, she remembered that night in vivid detail. Way too drunk, they managed to make it back to their hotel room and collapse onto one another into bed, giggling the whole time. In trying to help each other get undressed, one thing lead to another and she found herself kissing her best friend. Tasha felt a sudden rush of heat, not only to her face but to her pussy as well. It wasnât that sex with her friend bothered her, not in the least. Dezi is after all extremely attractive. No, it was the loss of control she had always had in every sexual experience sheâd ever had with a woman. Tasha remembered how she had ended up naked, bent over a chair, legs spread, as her friend pushed her fingers into her pussy from behind. Pussy dripping, she remembered pushing back against her fingers and moaning loudly and steadily. She had never cum as hard as she did when Dezi spread her cheeks and began licking her asshole as she fucked her. Dragging herself out of the memory, she forced herself to focus on what was being said to her.
âYou need to find someone who is going to treat you like the dirty, slutty little sub you are donât you?â Dez continued.
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