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First Time for Everything

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It all started with a drunken confession.

Rollins and Carisi had a rare night off together. They sent Jesse to Olivia and Noah’s for a sleepover, ordered pizza and found a movie on Netflix. They even splurged on some Corona, laughing as the wedges of lime made the beer foam up and putting their mouths over the neck quickly to catch it. Six or seven beers in -- maybe it was eight -- Amanda leaned over and kissed him deeply, tasting beer, lime and pizza on his tongue. Leaning back, she looked at him, giggled and said,

“Wanna’ know something?”


It had been a long time since Carisi had seen her this drunk. Between work and Jesse, she usually limited herself to one or two beers. He could tell by the way she was giggling she was feeling good. Her hands reached behind her back to unhook her bra and in that way that only women could do, removed it without taking off her shirt, tossing it on the back of the couch. Immediately her hardened nipples were visible through the thin fabric, telling him she was aroused and his own body began to respond. He reached over and palmed one of her breasts and she moaned a little, leaning closer.

“What?” He repeated, flicking the nipple with his thumb. The sensation seemed to have a direct line to her pussy and Amanda whimpered, sliding a hand between her pajama clad legs to press against the tingle that had begun there. The action reminded her hops-soaked brain what she’d started to say.

“I’ve been thinking what it would be like to fuck another woman.”

That was not what Carisi was expecting to hear and his hand fell away. She regarded him solemnly, slightly disappointed at his reaction

“Does that disgust you?”

“No. I just never thought — how long have you been thinking about this?”

She shrugged.

“I dunno. Sometimes when I see another woman’s tits I wonder what it would be like to feel them.” She cupped her own, trying to imagine they belonged to someone else. “Lick them.”

“Do you — is there someone you had in mind?” His cock was rock hard now, as he thought about Amanda licking another woman’s breasts.

She did, and told him. Then whispered in his ear all the things she’d thought about doing while she rode them both to orgasm.

The next morning, after her second cup of coffee and third glass water she looked at him and said, “I wasn’t kidding last night. I didn’t say that just to turn you on.” She laughed. “Well, I hoped it would turn you on, but I did mean it. But I’d only do it if you were there to watch. Would you want to watch?”

“What kind of a question is that? Of course I’d want to watch you fuck another woman.”

Just hearing him say the words made her wet, and she squirmed in her seat. Then she nodded.

“Okay, then. I’ll ask her.”

It started out as one of the most awkward conversations she’d ever had. At first. She sent her friend a text and said there was something she wanted to ask her, never expecting it all to take place that way.


  • Idk if text is the best way to ask this kind of question.

What? You want a kidney?

  • No, but I’d like.... some other body parts.


  • I got a little drunk the other night and kind of admitted I’d thought about being with another woman.

Oookay.  You’re not leaving him are you?

  • Hell no! I mean just for fun. To see what it would be like.

And you’re telling me this why?

  • Because I wanted to see if you were interested.

The screen stayed silent for several minutes.

  • You there?


  • I’m sorry if I offended you.

No, no. You didn’t.

  • Really?

Don’t sound so surprised. You wouldn’t have asked if you didn’t think I was.

  • No, you’re right. I did.
  • I hoped.
  • Have you ever?

No. But I’ve thought about it too.

  • Shit, I’m getting turned on just having this conversation.

Yeah, me too.
So when?