That's What Friends Are For

"I have something in mind," she replied cryptically as she wandered down to the hallway closet without saying another word. She returned to her group of friends and lover in the kitchen a minute later, game box in hand.

"What's that?" Eric asked intrigued, perking up from his movie stupor.

Carissa held the box up for everyone to see.

"Happy Endings," he read out loud. "Why do I have a feeling that's not referring to the fairytale kind?" Eric smirked.

"Now, now. No Naked Twister for a few more weeks," she winked.

"Why do I have a feeling this game is going to be super embarrassing?" Marley asked.

"Come on. It'll be fun," Carissa urged. She always was the one who tried to talk everyone else into ignoring their inhibitions, even when she was younger.

"It's kind of like Scattegories...Except more risqué," she smiled gleefully. She loved the game, but she and Beau hardly ever had a chance to play it. It wasn't really designed for 2 people. Besides, the more players there were, the more fun it was.

Everyone agreed to play, though Carissa could sense their apprehension, especially Marley's.

"Listen, it's more interesting if you're honest, but if you're too embarrassed, you don't have to reveal the complete truth. Fair?" she asked as she set the game up.

Carissa and Beau were certainly learning some interesting things about their "new" friends. The questions were designed to be revealing. She loved learning about other people's fantasies. Being the person she was, Carissa didn't mind revealing her own. Just this once, she did try to tame some of her answers. She knew Eric and Beau could handle them, but she was still unsure about Marley.

The end of the game was nearing, they were all pretty well lit, and she could no longer ignore the moisture building between her legs. Carissa slipped a hand up her small athletic shorts. It wasn't hard as short and stretchy as they were. She bit her lip to keep from moaning out loud as she dipped a finger in her wet hole and circled it around her awaiting clit.

The turn passed from Beau to Marley. Carissa buried two fingers into her sopping pussy. So badly she wanted to rub more circles around her hardening nub too, but knew there would be no hiding her orgasm if she did that. She felt her braless nipples press against the fabric of her t-shirt as she slowly worked her fingers in and out of her cunt. Carissa suddenly felt as if she were being watched.

She glanced sideways to her right. She couldn't get a good look without being obvious, but she knew Eric was watching her. Carissa resisted the urge to throw her head back in pleasure as she stroked her insides with her fingertips. She wondered if anyone else noticed Eric having a hard time keeping his voice even during his turn. She reluctantly removed her fingers from her aching pussy when it was finally her turn. Was that a slight whine she heard from next to her?

Not surprisingly, Carissa won the game.

"Well," Eric slapped his palms loudly on the table. "That was certainly a...revealing game. I think it's about time to hit the hay, though. Goodnight, everyone," he stood, trying to readjust himself discreetly. Marley thanked them for the interesting game as well and quickly followed Eric upstairs. Once their roommates' footsteps faded up the stairs, Carissa got up and straddled Beau's lap.

"Wanna fool around?" she smiled seductively.

His reply came in the form of standing up and carrying her upstairs to their bedroom.

"You ok?" Marley came up behind Eric as he finished brushing his teeth, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Sure. Why?" he looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"You seem...anxious," she met his gaze. He shook his head slightly.

"It's nothing," he tried to break free from her grip and head to bed.

"What is it?" Marley threw her arm out, stopping him before he could leave the bathroom. Eric sighed.

"I'm not sure I should say anything," he furrowed his brow.

"Just tell me," she put one hand on her hip, giving him a look.

He took a deep breath.

"I caught Carissa, playing with herself, during the game," he spoke in a hushed voice. She couldn't tell if he looked embarrassed or ashamed.

Marley raised an eyebrow.

"Was it turning you on?" she asked quietly, smirking. Eric's head shot up, meeting her eyes again. She started rubbing his chest as she leaned into him. His erection instantly shot up again. Evidently, she noticed too.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'," Marley took him in her hand through his boxers and began stroking. Eric's breathing grew heavy. It wasn't long before his cock was begging to be set free.

"Make love to me," she whispered in his ear.

They said nothing more as Eric passionately kissed her all the way to bed. They tumbled onto it together with him on top. She let him take the lead most of the time. Not that he minded at all.

He stopped making out with her long enough to pull her thin pajama pants and panties down in one fell swoop. His hands roamed up her body as he returned. He stopped briefly near her center and could tell she was already wet. Eric's next stop was her full breasts, tweaking each of her large nipples as she squirmed with delight. Her loose t-shirt was next to go, quickly followed by his boxer briefs.

He entered Marley slowly, leaning over the length of her body and kissing her again. Her mouth was hungry for his and so was the rest of her body, judging by how easily he worked in and out of her. They took their time increasing their speed, though it was hard. Both of them were getting close when they heard female cries of pleasure coming from down the hall. Just hearing Carissa climaxing made them lose it, exploding in their own pleasure together.

"Sounds like you and Beau had a good time after the game Friday night," Eric commented nonchalantly Monday morning after their partners had left for work. Carissa shrugged.

"Don't tell me you didn't at least jerk off after that...I know you saw me playing with myself," she took a sip of coffee to hide the smirk on her face.

"You can't get mad at me. You were sitting right next to me," he laughed nervously.

"Maybe I wanted you to see," she smiled slyly and excused herself to her chores outside before he had a chance to respond.

The scene from that morning played in Eric's head all day. He'd be lying if he said flashbacks of Carissa playing with herself hadn't been replaying in there too.

"Do you think Carissa and Beau are into kinky shit?" he asked Marley as they lay in bed that night. She laughed.

"Like what? Whips and chains?"

"No, no. Like, with other people. Or exhibitionism or something. I don't know," he began getting flustered, wondering why he had even brought it up.

Marley laughed softly again.

"It's not like we haven't had threesomes before," she rested a hand on his bare chest under the covers.

"Why do you ask, though?"

"I don't know," he tried to play it off. "Just some of their answers from the game Friday night, I guess." Silence filled the empty space of their bedroom as several minutes passed.

"Do you find Carissa attractive?" Eric hoped she hadn't already fallen asleep. Her breathing had slowed.

"Don't you?" she answered simply.

An equally interesting conversation was taking place in Beau and Carissa's bedroom at the same moment.

"Friday was fun," Carissa mentioned offhand as they settled into bed. "We should do something like that again."

Beau smirked.

"What has gotten into you lately anyway?"

"I don't know," she shrugged, turning away from him, her telltale sign of lying.

"Carissa." He shook her shoulder gently.

"Do you really want to know?" she spun back around.

"Yes. If it makes you feel better, whatever it is, I like it," he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Promise you won't freak out?"

"You know I can't promise that, but I doubt I'll freak out. What is it?" Beau asked patiently.

"You know how we used to talk about, uh, expanding our horizons in bed?" she blushed slightly.

"In what way?"

"Like, maybe adding another person to the fun?"

"Oh," he nodded knowingly. It wasn't the first time the notion of having a threesome had been seriously brought up. It had been a while since it had, though, several years, maybe, from before they had started trying to have a baby. Beau was curious as to why she was suddenly bringing it up now.

"I know you're into kinkier stuff than I am usually, but...Is that something you would still be into?" Carissa asked shyly.

He rubbed her arm reassuringly.

"If you're asking if I would be open to the idea of Eric and Marley joining, the answer is 'yes'."

Her head jerked up and she looked at him wide-eyed.

"Really?!" her face brightened.

Beau leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"I saw Eric watching you play with yourself the other night. You weren't just doing it for mine or your benefit, were you?"

"If I say 'no', will you be mad?" Carissa's face reddened.

"No. I thought it was hot," he lowered his voice before nibbling on her ear.

"Who's up for a drinking game?" Carissa asked the next Friday night, smiling broadly.

Eric and Marley exchanged sly looks when the other two weren't looking.

"Dare I ask what you have in mind this weekend?" Eric ventured.

"How about good ole 'Never Have I Ever'?" Carissa looked around the room, judging their reactions.

"Oh, Jesus. We're going to end up with alcohol poisoning, Mar," the two laughed, but agreed to play.

The more they drank the dirtier the questions got. Eventually, the good-natured game turned into a contest of who could ask the dirtiest or most risqué question. Carissa found her new friends' answers even more intriguing than the ones from the previous Friday. They had drunk to a lot more than she and Beau had, that was for sure.

"Why don't we go for a dip in the hot tub?" she suggested when her companions seemed to have had enough.

"Clothing is optional. Unless, of course, you're too chicken," her blue eyes lit up.

"What, are we playing Truth or Dare now?" Eric joked.

"No," she giggled. "I'm just saying. Not much is better than feeling the hot water on your naked skin."

"What is better than that?" Marley dared to ask.

"Fooling around, of course," Carissa replied flatly.

"Don't let her peer pressure you," Beau teased.

"We've all seen naked bodies before, right?"

Everyone looked at Marley in surprise. She was usually the quietest of the bunch.

Much to Carissa's pleasant surprise, everyone met outside a few minutes later, clad in only towels. Having no shame, as usual, she dropped her towel to the deck and showed off her body as she stepped up and slipped into the bubbling water first.

And why should she have any shame? Carissa had a rocking body and she knew it. She had all the right curves in all the right places. She was tight from all the farm work and exercise she did, though. Her perky size C tits were right on the verge of passing as Ds. To finish it all off, she had full, pouty lips, long blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes. Carissa was no stranger to stares at the grocery store.

Her friends and husband followed her lead, albeit a bit more modestly, covering their private parts as best they could as they sunk in the steaming water. Carissa couldn't help but notice that Eric had to use both hands to cover himself. She got a glimpse of his smooth balls as well. She normally was not a fan of giving head, but she couldn't help but wonder what those smooth jewels of his would feel and taste like in her mouth. A shiver went up her spine. How did she always seem to end up next to him anyway?

Only the sound of the jacuzzi gurgling could be heard for a good 5 minutes. There was tension in the air, but no one seemed brave enough to wield the knife and cut it.

"I have to admit," Eric finally broke the silence, "I'm kind of surprised by some of the questions you guys didn't drink to."

"Like which ones?" Beau chuckled.

"Like having a threesome, for one. You guys are so young. You really never did anything wild like that in college? Or even since you've been together?"

"Oh, we used to talk about it," Carissa chimed in. "We just never seemed to have come across the right people to do it with."

"Is that so?" Eric smirked. "Well, that's unfortunate. You should give it a try sometime."

"We're definitely still open to the idea," Beau looked to his wife.

"We may have actually found just the right people recently..." Carissa stated matter-of-factly.

Everyone stared at each other for a long moment, thoughts running wild over her implication.

"Oh. Someone nearby?" Eric asked, keeping up the charade.

"Yes, very close," Beau agreed.

"Though it would be more of a foursome than a threesome if things work out. Or maybe just swapping for a bit. Who knows," Carissa finished, shrugging. She had a hard time keeping a straight face. They may have all had a lot to drink, but even Marley and Eric knew damn well who they were talking about.

"You never know unless you try." Eric was as unrelenting as Carissa. To be honest, the sexual tension between them had been building long before she basically admitted that she wanted him to see her little act under the table the prior weekend. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't been dying to find out how sweet his online friend's pussy tasted or how soft the skin of her breasts felt beneath his fingers, especially after last weekend. Just thinking about her pert nipples pressing desperately against her shirt fabric made him twitch.

Carissa searched for any signs of teasing on his face, but came up empty-handed. Soon her hands were full, though.

She placed her fingers around his member, causing him to jump.

"Relax," she whispered.

He looked to Marley again for reassurance they were still on the same page. She smiled wanly at him and winked, turning her attention to Beau.

Carissa felt him relax beneath her other hand that was now resting on his thigh. Her other hand was still on his dick, slowly working up and down the length. It didn't take long for it to come to life. She was still amazed by the size of it. Beau was long, certainly capable of hitting her G-spot easily. But Eric took home the prize in girth, especially for his overall size. He was about the same height as her. Carissa was getting wet just thinking about the things she hoped he would do to her with that gift down below in the near future.

On the other side of the hot tub, Beau had started working his hands towards Marley's prominent nipples, gliding up her fleshy thigh, soft stomach...She wasn't fat by any means, but more filled out than Carissa, less muscular. Beau found himself rather enjoying the give of her skin.

He tweaked one of her nipples, eliciting a small moan from her parted lips. He was surprised to find them barely below the surface of the water as buoyant as her chest was. She was definitely more filled out there than Carrisa. Not that he didn't think his wife had amazing tits, but his new friend was very well-endowed in the breast department. He reached over and felt the weight of the other one as he continued his assault on her other nipple.

"You better enjoy this because I'm not much of a giver," Carissa admitted in Eric's ear as she continued stroking him.

"That's OK," his breathing was labored. Marley doesn't like oral. But I'd love to eat your pussy out," he growled in her ear before kissing her passionately, stroking the edges of her opening beneath the water.

Carissa loved having her pussy eaten out. She trembled just thinking about him licking her cunt silly. She was glad Eric's tongue was down her throat because the things he was already doing to her pussy were making her squirm and moan into his mouth. The fact that her husband was a mere 4ft away from her was still vaguely in her mind. He would have stopped her by now if he had second thoughts, right? Carissa knew it was probably a horrible thought, but she wasn't even sure she cared what he was doing to Marley. She finally had Eric all to herself.

His fingers had been alternating between rubbing circles around her clit and barely grazing her opening. It was driving her wild. She thrust her hips up, hoping he would get the hint. She needed something inside of her and didn't care what it was at the moment.

"Ooohh," she let out a long moan, having to break their heated kissing at last. Good boy. Eric had finally plunged two of his fingers inside of her. She closed her eyes, relishing the feel of his warm lips on her face and neck and the fingers slowly working in and out of her. After a few minutes, she reached her hand over his, making him place another finger into her eager opening. He stopped his kissing attack, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Like a full pussy, do you?" he whispered, smiling his brilliant smile.

"I do, but mostly making sure I have room for this later," she squeezed his cock tighter, making him groan in delight.

Carissa couldn't help but notice he seemed to be purposely avoiding her clit as they continued to hand fuck each other. This drove her even crazier. She was so close to coming she started fidgeting.

"I know what you want, but you're not allowed to cum yet," Eric spoke low in her ear. "I want to lick every last drop from your sopping wet hole before filling it with my big cock."

Carissa shuddered again and moaned. Fuck, she was going to cum right then and there if he kept talking to her like that.

"How did you know I like talking dirty?" she bit her lip.

"Lucky guess," he kissed her again.

Beau had replaced his hands with his face, going back and forth between Marley's nipples, pausing to plant kisses between her breasts.

He looked a bit like a shark, his mouth below the surface and his nose above as he flicked her cherry nips with his tongue. Without warning, he completely dunked his head underwater.

"Oh God!" Marley breathed.

Beau had helped himself to going down on her underwater. He carefully licked along her slit, her thighs spread wide apart for him now that she knew what was going on, as he tentatively slid a finger inside of her. He came up for air surprisingly little. The second time he went under, he eased a second finger into her as he continued his teasing with his tongue. Marley's moans became louder and closer each time he went back down.

"How the fuck does he do that?" Eric finally asked, noticing out of the corner of his eye.

"Who? Scuba Steve over there?" Carissa joked. "He used to be on the swim team. Plus, haven't you noticed how huge his chest is? By the way, are you sure she doesn't like oral?" she asked skeptically. Marley seemed to be having a pretty good time at the hands, or tongue, in this case, of her husband.

"She doesn't usually want me to," Eric looked a little hurt. She took his face in her hands.

"I'll let you eat me out all you want," Carissa looked deep into his eyes. "Let's go," she took him by the hand and led him inside to the couch. She wasn't sure whether it was OK for them to split up, but everyone seemed caught up in what, or rather who, they were doing. She briefly wondered if she and Beau should have talked about eventualities beforehand or rules. Too late now, she thought.

Eric was a master of oral as far as she was concerned. Beau wasn't terrible, but comparatively, there was no contest. He was even better than she had imagined earlier, which was saying something as dirty as her mind was. No man had ever brought her so close to orgasming multiple times without sending her over the edge. He was enjoying teasing her. It turned Carissa on even more, but she couldn't stand the roller-coaster anymore.

"Make me cum. Please, make me cum. You're killing me," she begged him, breathless, before pushing his head back down between her awaiting thighs.