Speaker 2: Hello, My love Lies.
Speaker 1: I'm Roxy Callahan and welcome to My Erotic Whispers, the
Speaker 1: podcast that brings you amazing and hot stories about sex,
Speaker 1: stories where the woman always gets what she wants, from
Speaker 1: romantic sex to a gang bang. This podcast is about
Speaker 1: sexual pleasure. This week's episode is about that unique tension
Speaker 1: between two people who have known each other a long
Speaker 1: time as best friends. Two best friends that didn't realize
Speaker 1: that there was a key piece of the relationship that
Speaker 1: they both didn't realize was always there, pure raw desire.
Speaker 1: This week's episode is narrated by the wonderful Alyssa and
Speaker 1: the just as wonderful Austin. And please note this podcast
Speaker 1: is intended for adult listeners.
Speaker 2: I look out the bay window at the steadily falling snow.
Speaker 2: A thick white blanket covers everything. This is not looking good.
Speaker 2: I'm in a six person cabin in Wyoming with my
Speaker 2: best friend Josh.
Speaker 3: We are to meet four.
Speaker 2: Other college friends for a reunion weekend to celebrate turning thirty.
Speaker 3: Josh and I arrived tonight.
Speaker 2: Early, both of us just beating out the incoming snowstorm
Speaker 2: on our flight from Chicago.
Speaker 4: It's January in Wyoming with a ski resort a five
Speaker 4: minute drive away, and you think falling snow is not good.
Speaker 2: Josh walks over and looks out the window.
Speaker 4: Laura, you have an odd sense of good and bad. HiPE,
Speaker 4: punch him in the shoulder.
Speaker 3: What time is it?
Speaker 4: Four?
Speaker 2: It's four in the afternoon on the friday of our
Speaker 2: big party weekend. How many of our classmates have updated
Speaker 2: us with news that they are actually on a.
Speaker 3: Plane heading here?
Speaker 4: That would be zero So you.
Speaker 2: See, my sadly optimistic friend, I'm saying, this is not
Speaker 2: looking good because we are looking at a weekend where
Speaker 2: our reunion will not be a reunion at all.
Speaker 4: So do you think they'll catch flights tomorrow?
Speaker 2: At the risk of repeating myself, let me repeat myself,
Speaker 2: this is not looking good.
Speaker 3: I look at Josh was nodding his head.
Speaker 4: Well, at least you and I can get some skiing in.
Speaker 2: Two hours later, the storm has gotten worse and the
Speaker 2: ski resort has closed. The local town has given up
Speaker 2: on clearing the roads, and for all intents and purposes,
Speaker 2: Josh and I are trapped in the cabin. I may
Speaker 2: as well make the most of things, So I am
Speaker 2: cork a bottle of red wine and sit by a
Speaker 2: raging fire. I have to admit that, with the proper perspective,
Speaker 2: things are actually quite nice. The fireplace is huge and
Speaker 2: crackling with a bright, beautiful flame. The bay window looks
Speaker 2: over a gorgeous view of the valley. The cabin itself
Speaker 2: is rustic but well furnished. We have food and drink
Speaker 2: and all the comforts we could dream of for a
Speaker 2: long weekend. So while the snow has ruined any chance
Speaker 2: of a fun party, it has left Josh and I
Speaker 2: with a cozy fire, a stunning view, and a relaxing environment.
Speaker 2: Josh watches as I fill another glass of wine.
Speaker 4: You know, I figured you'd have to get drunk before
Speaker 4: making a move on Gil, but not just to hang
Speaker 4: out and.
Speaker 3: Talk with me, He smiles innocently.
Speaker 4: Is my company that bad?
Speaker 2: First of all, wine God's name? Do you think I
Speaker 2: would make a move on Gil? And secondly, you're the
Speaker 2: one drinking hard liquor. Maybe you need to be drunk
Speaker 2: to even look at me. I turn away. Actually I'm offended.
Speaker 4: Is this a screwdriver? It's hard alcohol in the same
Speaker 4: way that air supplies classic rock.
Speaker 2: You do realize that you just insulted yourself, right I
Speaker 2: look back at Josh, and his offended.
Speaker 3: Look is priceless.
Speaker 4: Did I mention Gil?
Speaker 3: I throw a.
Speaker 2: Plastic coaster at him? Nice, try changing the subject from
Speaker 2: your girly drink. Actually, you have successfully changed the subject,
Speaker 2: because now I'm pissed about you virtually hooking me up
Speaker 2: with Gil. Josh holds up a finger. Hold that thought.
Speaker 4: With that full bottle of wine next to you, you're
Speaker 4: better armed for this conversation than I am.
Speaker 2: He runs off in return with a bottle of vodka,
Speaker 2: which he pours into his glass as he sits across
Speaker 2: from me. He holds it up to gurly drinks. It's
Speaker 2: Drake vodka. Nice, I said, my one.
Speaker 4: So let's be honest here. You were dating that loser
Speaker 4: all through college. What's his name?
Speaker 3: You mean your roommate Chuck?
Speaker 4: Yeah, that guy. Anyway, so you're dating the asshole and
Speaker 4: yet everyone, and I mean everyone knew you had the
Speaker 4: hots for Gil. But and here's the real tragedy. Gil
Speaker 4: is dating Martha, but he also had the hots for you.
Speaker 3: I don't even know what to say.
Speaker 2: As Josh slams back a long drink of vodka, he
Speaker 2: lowers the glass and looks me right in the eye.
Speaker 4: So you're single. He's now single. He had the hots
Speaker 4: for you, you had the hots for him. It's a
Speaker 4: long weekend, isolated cabin, unrequited love, he smirks. I think
Speaker 4: we all know what was going to happen.
Speaker 2: I know that Josh is just teasing me, and I
Speaker 2: can't be mad about that. But I am mad because
Speaker 2: he's right. I'd been through three straight mad relations and
Speaker 2: I have been single for a year now. I kind
Speaker 2: of liked the idea of once again getting naked with
Speaker 2: a guy, and I'd fantasized about Gil more times than
Speaker 2: I can count. The truth is that I did kind
Speaker 2: of want to hook up with him that weekend. The
Speaker 2: entire conversation is making me feel intensely lonely, but I
Speaker 2: don't want Josh to know that is he teased me mercilessly,
Speaker 2: and I couldn't deal with my best friend making light
Speaker 2: in my loneliness, so I play it off. I lost
Speaker 2: interest in Gil ages ago Josh, I take another drink
Speaker 2: of my wine. Besides, he's not going to make it,
Speaker 2: so I guess I'm stuck with you.
Speaker 4: So you do want to have sex with him?
Speaker 2: How the hell do you get that from what I
Speaker 2: just said. I reached out to kick him, but he's
Speaker 2: too far and I end up looking like I'm having
Speaker 2: a seizure or something.
Speaker 4: You said you're stuck with me, that that means you
Speaker 4: are hoping to be with him.
Speaker 3: Whatever, dude, I'm annoyed and don't reply.
Speaker 2: When Josh starts the teasing again, he asks a few
Speaker 2: questions just to make.
Speaker 3: Conversation, but I ignore him.
Speaker 2: I don't want to talk about relationships, don't want to
Speaker 2: talk about Gil. I'm suddenly lonely and sad. All my
Speaker 2: friends can't come to to the storm and have nothing
Speaker 2: to do but talk with the one guy that I
Speaker 2: already talked to constantly. Fine, Josh stands up be all Moby.
Speaker 2: He walks toward his room, a one third empty bottle
Speaker 2: of lock in one hand and a glass in the other. Now,
Speaker 2: I'm sad that I upset my best friend. I love Josh.
Speaker 2: He's helped me through lost jobs, bad boyfriends, and been
Speaker 2: a rock for my entire adult life. I usually enjoy
Speaker 2: his teasing, and the fact that I'm acting differently toward
Speaker 2: him annoys me. It's not you, it's me. Could not
Speaker 2: be more accurate. But what is it about me. I
Speaker 2: stand up and walk over to the large window, wide
Speaker 2: glass in hand. The snow is falling, and as the
Speaker 2: sun sets, the diffused light and pure white make for
Speaker 2: a magical scene. It's in that diffused light that I
Speaker 2: noticed the steam coming from the right. Holy shit, there's
Speaker 2: a heated jacuzzie. I walk over to the door and
Speaker 2: look around. In a cabinet nearby are large, fluffy, tarry towels.
Speaker 2: I don't have a bathing suit, but with how fucked
Speaker 2: up the weakened has become, I don't care. My best
Speaker 2: friend is mad at me, my other friends aren't even around,
Speaker 2: and I'm lonely.
Speaker 3: Fuck it, I'm getting in.
Speaker 2: I stripped down of my panties and bra grab the
Speaker 2: wine bottle in my glass, and unlatch the door. When
Speaker 2: I open it, I realize that I may have made
Speaker 2: a huge mistake. First of all, it's absolutely freezing outside,
Speaker 2: like so cold your breath turns into ice crystals cold.
Speaker 2: Second of all, I need to walk through snow in
Speaker 2: my bare feet, and last of all, I need to
Speaker 2: actually lift the cover off the jacuzzi, and it's covered
Speaker 2: in snow too. I consider bailing, but I have staked
Speaker 2: so much joy in the damn JACUZI that I can't stop,
Speaker 2: so I lightly run across the deck, put my wine
Speaker 2: and a pile of snow within reach of the water,
Speaker 2: and lift the cover. By the time I slide in,
Speaker 2: my teeth are chattering, I can't feel my feet, and
Speaker 2: I'm violently shivering from the cold. I pretty much assume
Speaker 2: the shock of moving from the cold the hot water
Speaker 2: will kill me, but by this point I don't care.
Speaker 2: The water's very hot but feels amazing. As I lower
Speaker 2: myself down to the ledge to act as a seat,
Speaker 2: I reach over, grab the wine bottle and fill my glass.
Speaker 2: I take a long drink, set down my glass, and
Speaker 2: then close my eyes. The jets are strong and I
Speaker 2: can feel them pulsing against my butt, my legs, my arms,
Speaker 2: and the side of my rig cage. I close my
Speaker 2: eyes and lean my head back, enjoying the utter relaxation
Speaker 2: of the hot water in the cold air.
Speaker 4: You know I was worried about you.
Speaker 2: My eyes start open and I scramble to cover my
Speaker 2: chest with my arm. Josh is standing next to the jacouzie.
Speaker 2: He looks pissed. Jesus, Josh, she scared me.
Speaker 4: Scared you I came to apologize for being a jerk,
Speaker 4: and I look everywhere and I can't find you. By
Speaker 4: the way, just in case you didn't know, someone looking
Speaker 4: in this struction from the window cannot see your head
Speaker 4: above the edge of the jacuzzie.
Speaker 2: Josh folds his arm across his chest as he shipp So.
Speaker 4: I'm scared that you ran off for some reason. I'm
Speaker 4: wondering if it was my fault that I say you off.
Speaker 4: And the snow is still falling, and there's no please
Speaker 4: to come help, and I don't know what to do.
Speaker 3: His teeth start to chatter so hard he can't even talk.
Speaker 2: He clenches his teeth, gets things under control, and adds,
Speaker 2: and here you are.
Speaker 3: He doesn't sound bitter.
Speaker 2: Actually, he sounds relieved, and that makes me confused. I
Speaker 2: want to apologize, but he's happy. I want to tell
Speaker 2: him that I'm sorry, but he's the one who's teasing me.
Speaker 2: It's at that point that I realize I'm really drunk,
Speaker 2: so I do the only thing that makes sense in
Speaker 2: my confused state. I invite him in. Well, don't just
Speaker 2: stand there. You found the gold at the end of
Speaker 2: the rainbow. Come on in at dead Common. He smiles.
Speaker 4: You're the gold at the end of the rainbow.
Speaker 2: I'm horrified that he would think I would set myself
Speaker 2: up as his prize. No, the hot Chakuozie is the
Speaker 2: gold at the end of the rainbow, you idiot.
Speaker 3: I slap the water. Come on in.
Speaker 4: It seems you appear to have forgotten this was to
Speaker 4: be a ski weekend, and I don't have a bathing suit.
Speaker 2: Neither do I just stripped n to your underwear. I mean,
Speaker 2: it can't be any more revealing than what I'm wearing.
Speaker 2: I hold my hands out, revealing my wet bra, which
Speaker 2: is pretty much see through. And at that point I
Speaker 2: realize I'm not just drunk. I'm really drunk, and for
Speaker 2: some reason that makes me giggle.
Speaker 4: You know, it does not help a man's ego to
Speaker 4: start to laugh the moment he begins to unbutton his shirt.
Speaker 2: I'm so sorry, Josh, I'm just so drunk, and the
Speaker 2: whole thing is so ridiculous, isn't it. I wave my
Speaker 2: arm vaguely toward the countryside in the snow. Josh has
Speaker 2: his shirt off, and as he unbuttons his pants, I
Speaker 2: stared him without realizing it. He has a nice body,
Speaker 2: a really nice body. Why had I never noticed that before?
Speaker 2: He drops his pants without any hesitation, and I'm glad
Speaker 2: he's not being all awkward about everything. I sneak a
Speaker 2: look at his crotch, but I can't tell much he
Speaker 2: feels it out, but whether he impressively feels it out
Speaker 2: or not is unknown. I turn away.
Speaker 3: Why do I even care? He's like my best buddy.
Speaker 2: To lower the tension, I moved to the same kind
Speaker 2: of humor Josh employees. I tease him griefs uh nice,
Speaker 2: very eighties tom cruise.
Speaker 3: Josh slips into the water.
Speaker 4: Cotton also very see through. So don't expect me to
Speaker 4: stand up again tonight.
Speaker 3: How consider that a blessing?
Speaker 4: Thanks?
Speaker 2: Oh, I'm sorry, Josh, I'm horrified. I didn't mean that
Speaker 2: I would be horrified by seeing your penis.
Speaker 4: MO.
Speaker 2: When I say the words, I turn red. What the
Speaker 2: hell is wrong with me?
Speaker 4: I'm not sure that was a compliment, but I'll take
Speaker 4: it that way.
Speaker 2: I smile at his words. He's continuing to be kind
Speaker 2: and understanding after I mocked his manhood.
Speaker 4: So who did you have a crush on? I mean,
Speaker 4: which guy? Did you really want a bone?
Speaker 2: Okay, maybe not so kind and understanding. I'd be offended
Speaker 2: by the question, but I'm more offended that you used
Speaker 2: the word bone as a verb.
Speaker 4: Who does that fine? Who did you want to fuck?
Speaker 2: Jesus? Josh boundaries. As I say, my voice is a
Speaker 2: tone of being offended, but I'm actually kind of thrilled.
Speaker 2: For some reason, I'm excited that Josh is talking about sex.
Speaker 2: Maybe it's because I haven't had sex in so long,
Speaker 2: maybe it's because I'm drunk. But despite my words, I
Speaker 2: kind of want to answer.
Speaker 4: I'm sorry, Laura. I guess I'm just reminiscing about Collagen
Speaker 4: doing it in my own special drunk ass way.
Speaker 2: No, it's okay. I mean I'm curious who you are
Speaker 2: hot for Back then too. You dated Riley for a bit,
Speaker 2: but she was totally not right for you. Josh laughs.
Speaker 4: He could have told me at the time.
Speaker 2: I did.
Speaker 4: Oh yeah.
Speaker 2: Josh looks around into his gaze lance to my rich,
Speaker 2: he stands up and I can't help but see his
Speaker 2: penis totally visible through his wet breefs. To my shock,
Speaker 2: he takes a step and moves toward me. He leans down,
Speaker 2: and I watched the hot water drip down his abs.
Speaker 2: He has abs, micee abs. Why did I never realize
Speaker 2: I gets such a nice body. I'm getting nervous and
Speaker 2: I'm about to tell Josh to back off. When he
Speaker 2: steps back, the bottle of wine is in his hand.
Speaker 2: He sits down and takes a long drink from the bottle.
Speaker 2: He notices I'm staring at him.
Speaker 4: You already have a full glass, and I have this
Speaker 4: feeling I need to get more drunk.
Speaker 2: I nod, not able to get the view of his
Speaker 2: cock out of my mind. Wait, penis not cock? God,
Speaker 2: I'm drunk anyway. His penis definitely feels his briefs enough
Speaker 2: to imply bigger and better things, and that leads me
Speaker 2: to wondering how big his cock is? What am I doing?
Speaker 2: Keep it clinical? His penis? You're interested in how big
Speaker 2: his penis is? My trunken interior monologue makes me giggle.
Speaker 2: I'm totally failing at keeping my thoughts of Josh's cock clinical.
Speaker 4: What's so funny?
Speaker 2: He's smiling and I can tell he can't wait to
Speaker 2: get let in on the joke. The fact he wants
Speaker 2: in on the joke about me pondering his cock size
Speaker 2: makes my giggles move into actual.
Speaker 3: Laughs, I can't tell you.
Speaker 4: Sure you can, We're best friends.
Speaker 3: He takes another swig from the wine bottle. No, I can't.
Speaker 2: Rather than getting angry, Josh looks thoughtful and runs his
Speaker 2: hand to his hair.
Speaker 4: Well, this is intriguing, something amusing that you won't share
Speaker 4: with me. Maybe I need to bargain it out of you.
Speaker 2: Yeah, that's not going to happen. I take a long
Speaker 2: drink from my glass.
Speaker 4: How about this. You asked me a question and I'll
Speaker 4: answer truthfully. Then you can tell me what you were
Speaker 4: laughing about.
Speaker 2: Oh, now, this is intriguing anything any sech. I wonder
Speaker 2: what I would want to know about Josh that he
Speaker 2: hadn't already shared with me. That's when it hits me.
Speaker 2: It would be fun to know who his crushes were
Speaker 2: in college. That way, I could tease him as much
Speaker 2: as he teases me about Gil. Okay, deal, I theatrically
Speaker 2: rub my hands together. So the question is this, who
Speaker 2: did you have the biggest crush on in college?
Speaker 3: Josh gets a thoughtful.
Speaker 2: Look on his face, and that's when I realized that
Speaker 2: I wasn't provocative enough. I need to up my game
Speaker 2: to make Josh really squirm. Wait, let me clarify the question.
Speaker 2: Josh looks at me but doesn't say anything. Who did
Speaker 2: you want to fuck in college? Who is that one
Speaker 2: girl that you badly wanted to have sex with? Josh's
Speaker 2: face goes white, but he quickly recovers. I love how
Speaker 2: my question embarrasses him, turn about his fair play. As
Speaker 2: I wait for his answer, he lowers his head and
Speaker 2: takes a breath.
Speaker 4: Can we do something else? Let's say I don't want
Speaker 4: to answer to that question. Could you ask me something
Speaker 4: else or maybe tell me to do something as a
Speaker 4: punishment for not answering.
Speaker 2: Oh my god, you really don't want to answer that,
Speaker 2: do you. He doesn't say anything. Well, an alternative question
Speaker 2: would be interesting. But you brought up the idea of punishment,
Speaker 2: and I dare say, my friend, that was probably a mistake.
Speaker 2: I give him an evil grin. What you're kind of
Speaker 2: talking about is truth or dare? And you'd like to
Speaker 2: trade your truth for a dare? His face lights up.
Speaker 4: That's exactly it. Give me a dare.
Speaker 2: I shake my head. How sad is this alone in
Speaker 2: a hot tub in the middle of a snowstorm and
Speaker 2: we're playing truth or dare? Like high school kids? Josh shrugs.
Speaker 4: We to play Uno.
Speaker 2: No, sir, you're not getting out of this punishment of yours.
Speaker 2: I wonder. I look around while I consider what would
Speaker 2: be a good dare. I can't see much as it's
Speaker 2: getting dark, but what I do see is snow everywhere. Okay,
Speaker 2: you have to run over to the stow on that
Speaker 2: lawn and roll around in it until it completely covers you.
Speaker 2: Josh looks at the snow and then back at me.
Speaker 2: It is so cold that the steam is billowing out
Speaker 2: of the water.
Speaker 4: I hate you.
Speaker 2: Yes, that's the answer I was hoping for. Shaking his head,
Speaker 2: Josh pulls himself up and gets out.
Speaker 3: Of the jacuzzi.
Speaker 2: I watch as he jogs over to the lawn in
Speaker 2: the thick snow it must be about six inches deep
Speaker 2: by now, with a suddenness that tells me he wants
Speaker 2: to get it over with as fast as possible. Josh
Speaker 2: kneels and then lays in the snow. He rolls over
Speaker 2: a few times, and I laugh as he jumps up,
Speaker 2: completely covered in melting snow and slush. He sprints back
Speaker 2: to the hot water with his arms folded across his chest,
Speaker 2: jumping up and down on his heels. He leaps into
Speaker 2: the water, sending it flowing over the edges of the jacuzzi. Well,
Speaker 2: you have definitely confirmed that cold causes shrinkage.
Speaker 4: Oh my god, I can't believe you went there.
Speaker 2: I've taken a drink from my wine. I'm good and buzzed. Okay,
Speaker 2: I'm not buzzed. I'm completely drunk and teasing Josh is
Speaker 2: one of my all time favorite things. I'm going to
Speaker 2: get another bottle. You're drinking all mine, paid response. Josh
Speaker 2: takes another long drink. As I climb out, Josh says.
Speaker 4: Well, it's also true what they say about cold air
Speaker 4: and hard nipples.
Speaker 2: I don't give him the satisfaction of a reply and
Speaker 2: head into the cabin. I rush back out, and it's
Speaker 2: fucking colder than before. I have a bottle on each hand.
Speaker 2: I had the Voca bottle to Josh while I fill
Speaker 2: my glass with wine.
Speaker 4: Just drink directly from the bottle, you know, cut out
Speaker 4: the middleman.
Speaker 2: I shrug and take a long drink from the bottle.
Speaker 4: That's my girl.
Speaker 2: I settle into the water, closing my eyes and letting
Speaker 2: the heat penetrate my skin. After my junk through the
Speaker 2: frigid air. Josh kicks my leg with his foot. I
Speaker 2: opened my eyes.
Speaker 4: Your turn to answer my question.
Speaker 2: It hits me that he asked me what I was
Speaker 2: laughing about. What I found amusing involved is penis. Wait,
Speaker 2: I thought we'd turned this into truth or dare. I'm
Speaker 2: not sure I want to experience what dare Josh could
Speaker 2: have in mind, but I really don't want to explain
Speaker 2: how I found it difficult to think of his cock
Speaker 2: in clinical urns.
Speaker 3: And I know I can't lie to Josh either.
Speaker 4: Oh, you're going to go the dare route, He.
Speaker 3: Literally licks his lips.
Speaker 2: Fine, I was laughing over how I could see your
Speaker 2: penis in your breeves, and then it was difficult to
Speaker 2: think of something like that clinically when hot water is
Speaker 2: dripping from the material. I grabbed the bottle of wine,
Speaker 2: and I'm sure I'm blushing. Wait, why the fuck did
Speaker 2: I just answer that ques question or something like that.
Speaker 3: I'd take a long drink of wine.
Speaker 2: The bottle blocking my view of Josh, so I can't
Speaker 2: see his inevitable sneer. I can't bring myself to lower
Speaker 2: the bottle and look at Josh until I hear him
Speaker 2: clear his throat.
Speaker 4: Okay, dare.
Speaker 2: I lower the bottle and look at Josh. He's staring
Speaker 2: off into the distance. I guess he can see how
Speaker 2: embarrassed I am and won't push the point of teasing
Speaker 2: me over what I answered. He clearly doesn't want to
Speaker 2: suffer the same fate. Smart man, so he offers up
Speaker 2: a dare. He was kind to me, but alhost fair
Speaker 2: and truth are dare. So I consider how to make
Speaker 2: him regret not asking for a truth. Take off your briefs.
Speaker 2: He looks at me with his jaw dropped open. Come on,
Speaker 2: you're underwater and I can't see anything. I wave my
Speaker 2: wine bottle at him. Just take them off and spin
Speaker 2: them on your finger or something. Shaking his head, I
Speaker 2: watch as Josh lowers his hands into the water and
Speaker 2: his body wiggles. A hand comes up with his wet briefs,
Speaker 2: smiles as he spins them on his finger. Without any warning,
Speaker 2: I jump forward, grab them and toss them off into
Speaker 2: the snow about ten feet beyond the jacuzzie. His eyes
Speaker 2: go wide, and I can tell he's kind of mad.
Speaker 2: Come on, that's funny. He consches his teeth and then
Speaker 2: goes calm, squinting his eyes. His voice was calm and
Speaker 2: intense as he says truth or dare? Oh shit, I
Speaker 2: totally forgot he could get me back. There's no way
Speaker 2: in hell I'm going to open him up to a dare.
Speaker 2: He probably make me take my bra off, and well,
Speaker 2: I have no doubt it would end up in the
Speaker 2: snow too, not too far from his briefs. Truth, he smiles,
Speaker 2: Ever have sex with a girl?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 2: I lit my breath out. I didn't realize how nervous
Speaker 2: I was. That question was easy. Josh looks disappointed, which
Speaker 2: makes me smile. Truth or dare?
Speaker 4: Truth?
Speaker 2: He didn't hesitate. I'm guessing the underwear scenario scared both
Speaker 2: of us. He went with the thing, so I stick
Speaker 2: to the theme. Ever have sex with a guy? He
Speaker 2: pauses define have sex with Oh my god? How did
Speaker 2: I not know you're bisexual? I'm utterly and completely shocked.
Speaker 4: I'm not.
Speaker 3: No, I'm confused.
Speaker 2: Okay, explain what kind of male male action we're talking about.
Speaker 4: You're really making the most of this question, aren't you.
Speaker 3: I take a suit of wine. Stop stalling.
Speaker 4: I had a threesome with Jerry and Fiona our senior year.
Speaker 4: It involved a certain position where we could not have
Speaker 4: us interact.
Speaker 2: I know exactly what he's saying, and the image immediately
Speaker 2: turns me on. Jerry was a swimmer, and Josh has
Speaker 2: a nice body, and Fiona was kind of petite and cute.
Speaker 2: The image of all three of them naked is hot.
Speaker 2: Holy shit, you both depeede Fiona and your cock rubbed
Speaker 2: against Jerry's. Josh looks pleased with himself as he answers,
Speaker 2: I get this. He's wanted to tell this story for
Speaker 2: a long time, but was never short it would be appropriate.
Speaker 2: Truth or Dare while drunk is probably the only appropriate
Speaker 2: vehicle to tell it.
Speaker 4: I can neither confirm nor deny that this is.
Speaker 2: The best game of truth or Dare in the history
Speaker 2: of truth or Dare? Oh my god, did you have
Speaker 2: the back door or the front door?
Speaker 3: I can't help it.
Speaker 2: Part of me wants to really give Josh all hard
Speaker 2: time over it, and part of me is just enjoying
Speaker 2: the completely inappropriate topic.
Speaker 3: And by now I'm completely wasted.
Speaker 4: Is that going to be your next question?
Speaker 2: Sure, let's do that. I'll owe you a question. I
Speaker 2: think I spilled some wine as I waved the bottle around.
Speaker 2: I was so excited just answer I had the back door.
Speaker 2: Holy shit, Josh, you are like way dirtier than I
Speaker 2: ever imagined.
Speaker 4: Well, you just haven't thought much about me that way.
Speaker 2: He's right, and the comment makes me wonder why not.
Speaker 2: He's nerdy, hot, has a great body, which I guess
Speaker 2: I always knew, and he's totally my best friend. Well,
Speaker 2: the fact he's a good guy could have been a.
Speaker 3: Part of it.
Speaker 2: I've had a really awful habit of going for bad boys,
Speaker 2: the type that are sexy as hell but end up
Speaker 2: leading to nothing but unhappiness.
Speaker 3: So maybe it's me. Without even waiting, he asks.
Speaker 4: So, since we're on this topic, have you ever had
Speaker 4: anal sex?
Speaker 2: The smooth, short tone of his voice as he asks
Speaker 2: me about anal sex is so thoroughly unexpected that I
Speaker 2: pause before answering. It's not that I mind a question.
Speaker 2: I mean, I basically asked him the same thing. It's
Speaker 2: that he's so confident as he asks it. I take
Speaker 2: a deep breath in at just how I'm sitting in
Speaker 2: the water. Sure, lots of times I stare at his face,
Speaker 2: hoping for shock, and his follow up makes me think
Speaker 2: I've done it.
Speaker 4: Wow, so you must like it.
Speaker 3: It's fun.
Speaker 2: Every so often guys get all enthusiastic and thankful when
Speaker 2: I say, yes, it's kind of worth it for that alone,
Speaker 2: to be honest. He shakes his head and takes a
Speaker 2: sip of his vodka. Okay, next question, will there, Bucky?
Speaker 2: You ask two questions. Oh, I didn't sure you did.
Speaker 2: You asked if I had the anal scepts, and then
Speaker 2: you asked if I like it.
Speaker 4: That wasn't a question, it was a statement. I flip
Speaker 4: him off my turn whatever truth.
Speaker 2: Before asking my question, I go to set the wine
Speaker 2: bottle on the side of the jacuzzie, but it tilts
Speaker 2: and I go to grab it. I barely catch it,
Speaker 2: and as I get it all settled and turn back
Speaker 2: to Josh, I realize I'm really drunk, like really drunk,
Speaker 2: and as I see him looking at me, I really is.
Speaker 3: I'm kind of excited.
Speaker 2: The steam from the water in the cold air has
Speaker 2: them covered with droplets of water, and it trips from
Speaker 2: his hair in a way that's incredibly cute. I think
Speaker 2: back to him and Fiona, and a thought turns me
Speaker 2: on could Josh and I be a couple? Maybe? Friends
Speaker 2: with occasional benefits are with that ruin our friendship. My
Speaker 2: emotions are spinning as much as my head, and in
Speaker 2: that drunken mix of emotion, lowered inhibition and poor judgment
Speaker 2: on non for I decide to silly ask Josh if
Speaker 2: such a thing would ever be possible. Of course, subtlety
Speaker 2: means something else when you're drunk. So have you ever
Speaker 2: fantasized about me? Josh's face falls, and I wonder if
Speaker 2: I said something really bad and stupid, why couldn't I.
Speaker 3: Just let things be?
Speaker 2: Did I really want to ruin our friendship over the
Speaker 2: fact that I'm lonely, horny and drunk. But as I'm
Speaker 2: beating myself up, Josh looks me right in the eyes.
Speaker 4: Yes.
Speaker 2: His answer is simple, direct and spoken without a hint
Speaker 2: of embarrassment.
Speaker 4: Have you ever fantasized about me?
Speaker 3: The truth is that I had a few times.
Speaker 2: I mean, everybody fantasizes about their friends at least once
Speaker 2: when they're alone in the shower in bed, so that's
Speaker 2: not exactly a huge admission. And that comment makes me
Speaker 2: wonder if Josh's admission was just the same thing. And
Speaker 2: suddenly I want to know if he actually wants me
Speaker 2: or if I was just a convenient face when he
Speaker 2: was jerking off in the shower. Sure, I hope my
Speaker 2: nonchalant tone lessens the tension. But Josh stares at me,
Speaker 2: and I wish I could read his mind. He looks upset.
Speaker 2: Did I not answer with enough enthusiasm? Did the fact
Speaker 2: that I answered yes bother him? I'm a bit shaken
Speaker 2: as Josh is focusing his attention on his vodka and
Speaker 2: not looking at me at all. I just admitted I
Speaker 2: fantasized about him. Okay, next question, I grab for the
Speaker 2: bottle of wine to act as my anchor.
Speaker 4: No, I want to dare this time.
Speaker 2: He was looking down, and as he speaks, he lifts
Speaker 2: his head up and looks me directly. The eyes, the intensity,
Speaker 2: the hunger, the pure focus on me and them staggers me.
Speaker 2: I don't know what's going on, but this isn't my
Speaker 2: buddy Josh anymore. It's the Josh that is talking about
Speaker 2: anal sex and threesomes and is literally naked in front
Speaker 2: of me. I take a deep breath and realize I'm
Speaker 2: really aroused. Josh is fucking hot. I smile sweetly, hoping
Speaker 2: to bring the tension somewhat back to normal. Still, he
Speaker 2: asks for a dare, and I don't want to win
Speaker 2: out that will make him know that something is different,
Speaker 2: possibly even wrong.
Speaker 3: Okay, mister, give me a dare.
Speaker 2: Go get me another bottle of wine. Jars glances at my.
Speaker 4: Bottle that's barely half empty.
Speaker 2: I shrud, are my ears deceiving me? Is Josh really
Speaker 2: whimping out over this dare a simple one of merely
Speaker 2: procuring a bottle of wine. He gives me a quick
Speaker 2: stare and then puts his hands on the edge of
Speaker 2: the jacuzzie and lifts himself out of the water. Steam
Speaker 2: rises and rivulets of hot water dripped down his body.
Speaker 2: His cock and let me tell you, it is not
Speaker 2: a penis. It is a cock is half erect. And
Speaker 2: I can't help myself and stare. He lifts his legs
Speaker 2: and turns around, pulling himself to his feet. I watch
Speaker 2: his wet ass as he walks through the snow to
Speaker 2: the door to the cabin. His ass is firm and muscular.
Speaker 2: But what I really can't stop thinking about is his
Speaker 2: I can picture everything about it, the fact that he
Speaker 2: is mostly shaved but has a small bit of cropped hair,
Speaker 2: that it's nice and long and half erect. I can't
Speaker 2: stop myself and drop my hands between my legs. I'm
Speaker 2: buzzing and horny and wet by now I realize something shocking.
Speaker 2: I'm also totally committed to pushing things forward as much.
Speaker 3: As I can. I don't know if Josh Knight.
Speaker 2: Will make a good couple, but something deep in my
Speaker 2: soul tells me that we would, and the fact that
Speaker 2: I'm now really hot for him makes it seem like
Speaker 2: all the pieces have finally fallen into place. My only
Speaker 2: fear is going too fast and scaring him, or pushing
Speaker 2: things in a way that threatens our friendship. The fact
Speaker 2: that he may not return my feelings doesn't even cross
Speaker 2: my mind. I touch myself as I think of Josh
Speaker 2: naked and pressed against me. I shudder as I pretend
Speaker 2: my fingers are his. I can't help it laugh. Even
Speaker 2: if nothing else happens between us, I'll be masturbating about
Speaker 2: this night in the hot tub for the rest of
Speaker 2: my life. He's gone a long time, but eventually the
Speaker 2: door opens and slams closed. I make a point of
Speaker 2: not looking as Josh hands me a full uncorked bottle
Speaker 2: and slides into the water. I glance over, and before
Speaker 2: I can say anything, he slides his whole body under.
Speaker 2: His feet touched mine, and it's like an electric shock.
Speaker 2: His head emerges, water sliding down his hair and face.
Speaker 2: Running his fingers over his face, he smiles as he
Speaker 2: wipes the water away.
Speaker 4: It's fucking cold.
Speaker 2: I know, good thing we're not outside on the coldest
Speaker 2: day of a year. I hold up the bottle the haggs,
Speaker 2: I take a long drink. I lower the bottle and
Speaker 2: take a deep breath. I had decided to do something stupid. Okay,
Speaker 2: I think fair is fair. I look him in the eyes,
Speaker 2: dare Josh doesn't even wait.
Speaker 4: Take off your underwear.
Speaker 2: I had a pretty good idea that was coming after
Speaker 2: the brief situation. Okay, mister cold air makes your nipples hard,
Speaker 2: I guess you want to show. I make like I'm
Speaker 2: going to get out of the water and do a
Speaker 2: strict tease, staring at Josh the whole time.
Speaker 3: His eyes go wide.
Speaker 2: Psych I lower my body down into the waters to
Speaker 2: my chin, reaching around, I undo my bron take it off.
Speaker 3: I then reach down and slip out of my panties.
Speaker 2: I set up just enough so that Josh can't really
Speaker 2: see anything more than a bit of cleavage.
Speaker 4: Your appreciation for modesty is inspiring.
Speaker 3: I smile sweetly at him.
Speaker 4: Well, at least your appreciation for your own modesty.
Speaker 2: Okay, then let's make things even. I throw my pennies
Speaker 2: and bron the snow near Josh's underwear.
Speaker 4: You know I could almost see your breasts rise out
Speaker 4: of the water as you threw that.
Speaker 2: That's just sad. You do know there's plenty of free
Speaker 2: porn on the internet. I wink, I can't believe, I
Speaker 2: wink truth? Or dare I swear? He looks my body
Speaker 2: up and down as if he can see through the water.
Speaker 2: Dare Hugh like playing with fire? Don't you that elicits
Speaker 2: a smile. I try to think of something that will
Speaker 2: come across as in it, but is really away for
Speaker 2: me to see if I can push the possibility of
Speaker 2: physical intimacy with Josh forward. Okay, we're acting like high
Speaker 2: school freshmen, so I may as well embrace the concept.
Speaker 2: I dare you to kiss me. I tap my cheek
Speaker 2: and smile. Josh slowly slides across the water toward me,
Speaker 2: and as he does, the anticipation is making me almost shake.
Speaker 3: His knees touched mine and he leans forward.
Speaker 2: I turn my head and expose my cheek, hoping that
Speaker 2: it will be a slower step that doesn't frighten him
Speaker 2: off raising his hand. Josh puts his hand against my
Speaker 2: cheek and pushes my head around to face him. My
Speaker 2: eyes go wide as he closes the gap and kisses
Speaker 2: me softly on the lips. He holds his lips against mine.
Speaker 2: It feels amazing. Then, with a suddenness that fills me
Speaker 2: with sadness, he pulls away and slides back to his seat.
Speaker 2: I stare at him, my whole body on fire and
Speaker 2: my lip's buzzing. He doesn't say anything, but just stares
Speaker 2: at me. He wanted to kiss me on the lips,
Speaker 2: And as the realization hits me, I feel like my
Speaker 2: whole world is rocked.
Speaker 3: I somehow missed it. How could I have missed it?
Speaker 2: Josh wants me as bad as I want him.
Speaker 4: Truth or dare?
Speaker 2: His voice is calm, sexy, dare. I see his chest
Speaker 2: raise as he takes a deep breath.
Speaker 4: So we're going with high school hijinks? I nod, okay,
Speaker 4: then I won't be as provocative as you were.
Speaker 3: He tilts his head, barely suppressing a smile.
Speaker 4: I dare you to give me a hug.
Speaker 2: In any normal game of truth or dare, such a
Speaker 2: dare would be laughed at. But Josh and I are
Speaker 2: both completely naked, and the sexual tension is thicker than
Speaker 2: the steam rising off the water. I don't know where
Speaker 2: things are going to go, but I was just invited
Speaker 2: to press my naked body against Josh's.
Speaker 3: I glide through the water.
Speaker 2: I feel Josh's knees spread apart as I pull up
Speaker 2: between them. He leans forward and I press my body
Speaker 2: against his, wrapping my arms around him. There are so
Speaker 2: many feelings I can't even think. Josh's cheek rusts against mine.
Speaker 2: His firm hands are pressed against my back, pulling me
Speaker 2: into the hug. I return his hug, feeling my hands
Speaker 2: against his upper back, and the muscles that I never
Speaker 2: gave much thought to my chest is against his. The
Speaker 2: skin against skin feels amazing, and of course I feel
Speaker 2: his cock hard and pressing against my abdomen. I want
Speaker 2: to pull myself up so that I can feel it
Speaker 2: against my pussy.
Speaker 3: I need that.
Speaker 4: I dare you to touch me.
Speaker 3: I hear it, I feel it. I want to touch him.
Speaker 2: But we are best friends first, and he made a mistake.
Speaker 2: I can't not tease him about it, even as I
Speaker 2: keep the passion flowing.
Speaker 3: It's not your turn.
Speaker 4: I'm sorry.
Speaker 2: He sounds alarmed, like he made some huge mistake in
Speaker 2: a moment full of land mines. He attempts to pull back,
Speaker 2: but I hold him tight and won't let him.
Speaker 3: There are no land mights here.
Speaker 4: My turn.
Speaker 2: I dare you to touch me. I can't hear him,
Speaker 2: but I feel the rumble of a laugh in his chest.
Speaker 2: I let go, and he kisses me on the cheek.
Speaker 2: As he pulls back. Josh is staring in my eyes.
Speaker 2: As he touches my lips with a finger. I shudder
Speaker 2: and he slides the finger down my chin and lightly
Speaker 2: runs it from my left breast to my right, making
Speaker 2: small circles around my nipples. My breath catches with each stroke,
Speaker 2: his finger traces a line down my abdomen. I'm on
Speaker 2: my knees and the jacuzzie, and as his finger moves down,
Speaker 2: I spread my legs. I feel a light touch against
Speaker 2: my clit, and then he is running a single finger
Speaker 2: up and down the lips of my pussy. His finger
Speaker 2: is a fuse, leading to an explosion.
Speaker 3: Of pleasure everywhere it touches.
Speaker 2: He's filling me with heat and desire, running the two
Speaker 2: of his finger up and down just inside my pussy.
Speaker 2: Oh God, keep doing that. He stops and I look
Speaker 2: at him full of alarm. Do I go too far?
Speaker 2: He's stroking me. He can't possibly be having second thoughts.
Speaker 2: I'm half panicked. His eyes are full of intensity.
Speaker 4: You can't tell me what to do. It's my turn.
Speaker 2: I nod without hesitation. His touch is amazing. Yes, truth
Speaker 2: or dare. I cannot wait for his dare. I want
Speaker 2: him to dare me, to suck his cock, to ride him,
Speaker 2: to do anything he wants truth. And there's no smile,
Speaker 2: no sense of him teasing me. There's just his gorgeous
Speaker 2: blue eyes full of desire. He's my best friend. I
Speaker 2: know him better than he knows himself, and he knows
Speaker 2: me better than I know myself. I wanted to dare,
Speaker 2: but his offer of truth is too perfect. He continues
Speaker 2: to stroke my pussy, every so often, pressing against my clit.
Speaker 2: I'm breathing heavily, but I know the answer. I want
Speaker 2: the answer I need. Do you want to fuck me?
Speaker 4: Oh. Yes.
Speaker 2: For the first time, his voice sounds like he's losing control.
Speaker 2: He says it with a sense of yearning so powerful
Speaker 2: I feel it inside. I reach down and grab his cock.
Speaker 2: Truth or dare? I run my fingers up and down
Speaker 2: the shaft.
Speaker 4: Dare definitely dare.
Speaker 2: I let go of Josh's cock and stand up. His
Speaker 2: eyes take in my body. He looks like a predator
Speaker 2: ready to pounce. I lean forward and whisper in his ear,
Speaker 2: I dare you to fuck me.
Speaker 3: I don't need to say anything else.
Speaker 2: Josh is pure desire, and I'm sure he sees the
Speaker 2: same thing in me.
Speaker 3: I turn around and put my hands on the edge.
Speaker 2: Of the dracuzzie. I lean forward and thrust my ass
Speaker 2: in his direction. The water swirls around my hips and
Speaker 2: ass and tickles my clip as I look over my shoulder,
Speaker 2: a water sliding down Josh's body as he stands up
Speaker 2: as an incredible turn on. His cock cannot be any
Speaker 2: harder as it points nearly to the sky. He takes
Speaker 2: a couple of steps, and I feel his left hand
Speaker 2: on my hip and his right hand guide his cockle
Speaker 2: on my thigh and into my pussy. The feel of
Speaker 2: his hardness brushing against my skin and then pressed against
Speaker 2: my lips drives me crazy. I push back with my
Speaker 2: hips and Josh thrusts forward.
Speaker 4: You're so wet.
Speaker 3: I feel his hardness slide deep inside me. Oh, that
Speaker 3: feels so good.
Speaker 2: He starts to thrust, and the pleasure is almost overwhelming.
Speaker 2: Each thrust goes deep while the jetted water is like
Speaker 2: a vibrator on my clip. His hands are on my
Speaker 2: hips and he starts to thrust faster.
Speaker 4: You are so tight and wet. God, you feel so good.
Speaker 2: His right hand slides across my ass as he thrusts,
Speaker 2: and I feel him run his thumb down the crack
Speaker 2: of my ass. He doesn't even ask and pushes it
Speaker 2: into my ass. The feeling of his thumb in my
Speaker 2: ass while he's fucking my pussy is incredibly hot. I
Speaker 2: clutch the edge of the jacouzie harder as I look
Speaker 2: over my shoulder. I'm panting, so the words come out
Speaker 2: in between gasps and puffs of steam. You are so
Speaker 2: fucking dirty. He twirls his thumb while it's deep inside
Speaker 2: my ass. The crescendo of pleasure pushes my orgasm to
Speaker 2: the edge. My best friend is fucking me while playing
Speaker 2: with my ass.
Speaker 3: The whole thing is so fucking hot.
Speaker 4: Fuck Laura, I can't hold back. I'm coming.
Speaker 2: Josh sounds almost sad as he says it, but the
Speaker 2: fact that he's coming is a huge turn on.
Speaker 3: You better come, I dare you to come.
Speaker 2: As I say the words, I feel my own orgasm
Speaker 2: hitting the point of no return. Oh my god, Josh,
Speaker 2: don't stop. Fuck me hard. I want to come with
Speaker 2: you inside me. Josh starts to moan as I reach
Speaker 2: down and stroke my clid a few times. That does it,
Speaker 2: and my body tenses as the heat for my orgasm explodes.
Speaker 4: Oh yes, yes, heat, yes.
Speaker 2: Josh yells out as I feel I'm thrust hard inside
Speaker 2: me and hold it. My legs start to go weak
Speaker 2: as I feel Josh's cock throb inside me. I stumble
Speaker 2: a bit as my muscles relax, overwhelmed by the pleasure,
Speaker 2: crash and waves across my body. Josh's cock slides out
Speaker 2: a bit, but he grabs my hips and holds me steady.
Speaker 2: He slowly slides out and then pushes in and repeats
Speaker 2: the move.
Speaker 3: A few times.
Speaker 2: As all I can do is focus on the intense
Speaker 2: feelings Finally, Josh pulls out and I fall into the
Speaker 2: water and back to my seat at the edge of
Speaker 2: the chracuzzie. I'm panting while he's breathing deep but hard.
Speaker 2: My breath is so hot that white steam clouds my vision.
Speaker 2: I take Josh's hand, pull it up and hold.
Speaker 3: It against my heart.
Speaker 4: Chooser, dare truth? Are you free? Dell?
Speaker 2: I take a deep breath and think it's a fair question,
Speaker 2: one that I would expect from a friend. He's thinking
Speaker 2: of our future. No, in fact, I feel like we
Speaker 2: need to make up for lost time. His face is glowing,
Speaker 2: so lots of sex, lots and lots.
Speaker 4: Of sex and our friend.
Speaker 2: I lift Josh's hand and kiss it. You'll always be
Speaker 2: my best friend. Leaning over, Josh kisses me. I hear
Speaker 2: the words I love you. And while we had said
Speaker 2: the words to each other many times over the years,
Speaker 2: is time it feels different.
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