Its All In The Cards

As he put the last little bit of tinsel on the tree, Eric couldn't help but find himself smiling; this was going to be the best Christmas in years. It didn't matter that a lack of funds meant there were hardly any presents under the tree for he or his roommate, Jeremy. It didn't matter that he had to work Christmas Eve. All that mattered was that this year he was finally going to spend Christmas with someone special, his girlfriend Jennifer.

Eric and Jennifer, both 24 years old, had been nearly inseparable from the moment they had met. Sure, it was a little tacky that it had been via an online dating site, but it had seemed to work out for them in the long run. They'd been together since June, and, this being their first Christmas as a couple, they decided to spend the entire holiday season together.

Unfortunately, they would not be spending it alone. Jeremy's plans to go home to his parents' house in Florida had fallen through, and he was forced to stay right where he was, at the apartment in North Carolina. Fortunately, for everyone, he was not alone: his girlfriend Brenda was visiting from college, which meant that he would not be moping around and making everyone depressed.

Eric stepped away from the tree and glanced over at Jennifer, sitting on the couch putting away the unused ornaments that couldn't fit on the tree. He wondered to himself how he could have been so lucky to have won her over. She was a vision of loveliness to him, her dirty blonde hair resting just below her shoulders. He couldn't take his eyes off her gorgeous body, plump and curvaceous in all the right places.

"It looks perfect," she commented, admiring his work with the tree.

"Yes, it does," he replied with a deliberate smile, admiring her work with, well...her.

Jennifer couldn't help but blush in response. Eric had been the best thing that had ever happened to her. She'd only ever dated one man before him, but it had turned out disastrously. The man had never cared for her the way that Eric did. He was kind-hearted, always cheerful, and sensitive to the things she needed. Of course, he was also a big dork, a quality she actually found herself attracted to.

He didn't feel the need to spend his free time going to clubs or bars, choosing to stay home and play games on his computer. She never had to worry about what he might be up to or with whom he might be. She found that she loved the cheesy puns he made, even if they made her groan. And, at a towering 6'5" to her own 5'4", he was big enough to wrap himself around her whenever she just needed to be held.

She held out both her hands to him, and he came to her, and bent down to kiss her deeply. It was then that Jeremy and Brenda entered the living room.

"Don't you two have a room for that?" Brenda playfully asked.

Eric broke away from the kiss and sat down next to Jennifer on the couch before looking up at Brenda.

"What's the matter? Not a fan of a good show?" he replied.

"Not much of a show," Brenda quipped, "you were just kissing."

"We could do more," he joked.

"I'd rather we not," Jennifer remarked quietly.

Eric understood completely: Jennifer was a very shy person. When they were alone behind closed doors, she was a fiery, passionate lover, but when there was anyone else around, she had a hard time displaying affection beyond hand-holding. He didn't mind, though, because the fiery passion during alone time was absolutely worth it.

"Right. So, what are you guys up to?" Eric asked of the couple.

"My pre-order just came in at GameStop," Jeremy answered. "We're off to go pick it up before the stores close. I see you finally got the tree up...one day before Christmas. Cutting it a little close, aren't you?"

"Not really." Eric said. "I didn't want to get the tree too early and have to deal with watering it and finding needles all over the carpet for the next 4 months. It's much easier this way. We get a tree for Christmas, and we can toss it the day after. Everyone wins!"

Eric looked at the couple standing in the doorway and watched them shake their heads at him in unison. He mentally noted how perfect they were for each other, completely in-sync, even in their thoughts. He correctly surmised that at this moment, they were both thinking that this was very typical "Eric Behavior".

Together for almost 2 years now, Jeremy, 25, and Brenda, 23,

were

perfect for each other. Eric had originally introduced them after meeting Brenda in one of his online games. He had been seeing someone at the time, so, even though he found her attractive at an even 5 feet tall and the cutest smile he had ever seen, he hooked her up with one of his gamer friends.

Jeremy was ever thankful for that particular day; he had never had a serious relationship in his entire life. He and Brenda found a mutual love of gaming that Eric and Jennifer did not share. They bonded quickly thereafter, and, though they had their fair share of spats and arguments, were a great couple. Things had gotten pretty serious, and the subject of marriage had been brought up once or twice.

"Well, you two take care out there on the road," Eric continued. "There are a lot of crazy drivers out there today doing their last minute shopping."

"Oh, babe, speaking of being on the road," Jennifer lightly touched him on the shoulder, "Don't you have to get to work soon?"

Eric sighed audibly.

"Yes, yes I do."

"Well, you take care, too." Brenda said.

The two left out the front door and into the chilly mountain air. Eric stood, pulling Jennifer up with him, and gave her a long, slow kiss.

"Be careful, sweetheart. I love you." She said as she walked him to the door.

"Love you too, dear."

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Eric arrived home late that night to find the entire household, unsurprisingly, asleep. He quietly made his way through the apartment to his room, trying not to wake anyone. As he took off his clothes and joined Jennifer in bed, something was bothering him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He spent some time trying to figure out what was different, but, eventually, he succumbed to the embrace of sleep.

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When morning came, and it came much too quickly, Eric stumbled out of the bedroom and into the living room in his pajama pants. He was not at all surprised to find Jennifer, Jeremy, and Brenda all sitting there waiting for him. He paused at the doorway for a moment to take in the sight before him, and his brain took note of several things.

First, he couldn't help but notice that Jeremy and Brenda, sitting on the loveseat across from the couch, were being extremely affection that morning. Jeremy sat there in his flannel pajamas with his arms wrapped around Brenda, looking comfortable in a new red silk robe, his face nuzzled into her neck. Eric found himself absentmindedly wondering what she might be wearing under that robe.

Next, his eyes took in the lovely spectacle that was his beautiful Jennifer. She always looked incredible, morning, noon, or night. Her natural beauty was enough to take his breath away, and she never needed to wear makeup. Today, she looked especially cute, wearing her short black satin robe, tied about her waist. She had the most mischievous smile on her face as she looked up at him.

Finally, he couldn't help but notice that there were extra presents under the Christmas tree. Specifically, there were four small envelope-sized packages and one slightly bigger box-shaped package, all wrapped in a dark black paper. Eric immediately knew what had been bothering him the night before; he'd seen them when he walked in, but had been too tired to register it.

"It's about time you woke up." Jeremy said. "We've been waiting for you so we can open up the presents."

"Sorry about making you guys wait, I was exhausted."

Jennifer motioned for him to sit beside her on the couch, and he complied. Once he was beside her, she leaned over and kissed him, running her fingers through his hair.

"Well, you're awake now!" She cheerfully commented. "Let's get to opening gifts!"

Everyone grunted their approval, and with that, Jennifer dropped down onto her knees next to the tree and began picking up the envelopes. She turned and looked at Eric.

"What are these? Did you buy last minute gifts for all of us?"

"Me?" he said while raising his hands somewhat defensively. "I thought one of you guys put them there while I was at work."

She shook her head.

"No, it wasn't us. I asked Jeremy and Brenda when they woke up this morning."

"Well, someone's obviously not telling the truth." Brenda chimed in.

"I'll say," commented Jennifer, "there's one here for each of us so we won't know who did it."

"Clever." said Jeremy.

Jennifer handed each one of the others their envelopes before tearing into hers. Inside was a fancy looking hard plastic card that was long and slender and had an intricate design on the back. The closest approximation she could make was that it looked like a very fancy tarot card. Confused, she turned the card over, and saw her own name written in a stylized font.

"What is this?" She asked.

"I'm...not sure?" Eric replied, just as puzzled. He too held in his hands an identical card to hers, but with his own name written on it. He looked across the room to see that Jeremy and Brenda had received the same thing. "We all got one, though."

"There's another package here," said Jennifer, holding up the slightly larger box. "It has all our names on it. There's nothing in the 'From' field, same as the others."

She handed the box to Eric, who then carefully unwrapped it. Inside the wrapping was a small wooden box with a lid and a latch on it. He popped the latch and opened the lid. Inside was another stack of cards with an identical design to the ones they had all received. Curiously, Eric picked up one card and turned it over: it was blank on the other side.

"Weird. So, someone got us all custom made tarot cards and a blank tarot deck? I don't get it."

"I'm a little weirded out by this," Brenda said. "Can we put them away, please?"

"Agreed." said Jeremy.

One by one, they each passed Eric their individual cards, and he added them to the pile inside the wooden box. He closed the lid and latched it, then set the box to the side.

The next hour passed by pretty quickly, as everyone opened their gifts from one another, and a steady parade of "Thank you"s and "You're welcome"s flowed. All In all, it had been a pretty amazing haul for each of them. As they all sat there content with their gifts, Eric reached over and picked up the wooden box again.

"What are you doing, hon?" asked Jennifer.

"I'm just curious what these cards are all about."

He unlatched the lid and popped it open, looking at the design on the back of the cards. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before, the way the colors and the light mixed together, it seemed like the artwork was something straight out of the world's most creative imagination.

Jennifer's card had been the last one to go in the box, and he picked it up to take a look at it. However, when he turned it over, he saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Instead of her name, which he had expected to find on the card, there were instead two words: Partner Swap.

"Wha-?" he said aloud, and then something strange happened; A peculiar sensation came over him. Jennifer, who had been sitting beside him, suddenly stood up, and untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor. She now stood there in a sexy shimmering satin chemise, which went down to her thighs. Eric noted that she had most definitely not been wearing that before.

Jennifer turned and looked at Eric with a devilish smile, and then looked over at Jeremy, who suddenly couldn't take his eyes off of her. Brenda, too, had a wicked look on her face, and her robe joined Jennifer's on the floor. Underneath, she was wearing her own satin chemise, a dark red with black trim.

Eric was suddenly very confused by what was going on, and he tried to ask Jennifer what she was doing. However, when he opened his mouth, the words that came out were not the ones he'd chosen.

"Show him a good time, love." He said.

"Oh, believe me," Jennifer replied, "I will."

"What did you just say?!" Eric suddenly asked. "Oh god, what did

I

just say?!"

Brenda then strode briskly across the living room and sat next to Eric on the couch. Jeremy, meanwhile stood and dropped his pajama pants to the floor, his erection plain for all of them to see. He started to move to Jennifer, but she stopped him with a hand on his chest.

"No, lover, I'll take care of this." She said, sounding completely confident. Then, her voice became shaky, "I'm not saying those things. What's happening? Why can't I stop?!" As she said this, she pushed Jeremy down onto the loveseat and straddled him, grinding her pussy against his fully erect member.

Jeremy, for his part, looked as completely helpless as Jennifer did in the matter.

"I can't stop myself, either. It's like my body has a mind of its own!" He exclaimed. Then, more confidently, he said to her, "God, baby, I can't wait to fill you up and make you mine."

"Yours. That's right. Tonight, I'm all yours." She declared, and then, kissing him deeply, she lifted herself up, and then slammed herself down onto Jeremy's cock, letting out a loud satisfying moan. "God that feels so good!" she exclaimed.

Eric was filled with a strong feeling of jealousy as he watched the events unfold. Making things worse was that he was unsure how much of what she was saying and doing was her, and how much was the power of the cards. As he sat there watching his girlfriend sitting on his best friend's cock, Eric felt like maybe he should do something to stop all this. He tried to stand up, but he found that his body was non-responsive.

"Patience, Eric." Brenda whispered in his ear in a sultry voice he had never heard her use before. "Our turn will come soon. For now, we watch." Then she slowly reached into his pants and began to stroke his cock, which, to his own surprise, was standing fully erect.

"Brenda?" he looked at her, confused and shocked.

"Eric, I'm not doing this. I swear!" She then leaned in and kissed him. He found himself wrapping an arm around her and kissing her back. For a moment, he let himself enjoy the kiss, a secret desire he'd always harbored for Brenda coming into his mind. When he allowed himself to enjoy it, a sensation of joy shot through his body and, using all the force he could muster, he pulled away, scared for what that could mean.

Against their wills, the pair then turned to focus entirely on Jennifer and Jeremy.

Jennifer turned and glanced at Eric, a broad smile across her face as she lifted herself up and then fell back down upon Jeremy's prick. She threw her head back and moaned again. "More." She throatily whispered.

Jeremy, whether spurred on by his own desires or those of the controlling force, obeyed, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling back, leaving her neck completely exposed. He leaned in and sunk his teeth into her neck, right up to the point of almost drawing blood. At the same time, he began thrusting his hips up and down, rising to fill Jennifer faster with each movement.

"Yes! Yes!" She cried out for the world to hear. "No! No! I don't want this. Oh god, I don't want this. I...I need this!

"I don't think...we can stop." Jeremy said breathlessly between thrusts. "I don't think

I

can stop. I don't think...I want to stop."

With that, Jeremy succumbed entirely to the power of the cards. His eyes suddenly took on a glazed-over appearance, and the panicked look on his face was replaced with one of absolute bliss. His hips started moving faster now, as he was lost completely to the desire that now engulfed him. He had eyes for Jennifer only, now.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Jennifer cried out again and again, her hips gyrating in time to Jeremy's. She looked back at Eric, her eyes filled with a mix of passion and regret. "Baby, please forgive me! I can't control my body!"

"Jennifer, my love, don't fight it. Just give into it," the words spilled from Eric's mouth. He panicked and shouted, "No! I didn't say that!"

As she bounced up and down upon Jeremy's very fulfilling dick, Jennifer could feel her mind weakening. The cards already controlled her body, but she suspected it was only a matter of time before they took her mind, too. Then, she knew, she would be a completely willing participant in whatever else happened that night. She tried to focus on fighting it, but the constant pleasure she was experiencing made it very difficult.

She suddenly felt her nails dig deeper into Jeremy's skin, as a wave a pleasure crested through her body: an orgasm was coming. Somehow she knew, without knowing how, that the moment she came, she would lose the last of her resistance. The power controlling her must have known this as well, for as soon as she had the thought, her body began fucking Jeremy with wild abandon.

"Cum..." she whispered hoarsely. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum."

The loveseat began to creak and groan under the force of their prolonged fucking. None of the four had any concept of time by this point, so none could know how long Jeremy and Jennifer had been going at it.

"I need..." she tried to say between her own moans.

"What do you need, lover?" Jeremy asked, knowing full well the answer.

"I need...your seed...in me."

"NO!" Eric suddenly called out. That had been the one thing Jennifer had never allowed him to do. She had never allowed him or anyone else to cum inside her. That, she had declared, was for her future husband only.

"Yes!" Jennifer replied, shouting her lungs out. "Fill me up with it! I need it all!"

Jeremy, without hesitation, let loose the load his body had been holding onto for quite some time. Jennifer could feel it shooting deep insider her; it was so hot, she couldn't help herself. In that moment, she had the most intense orgasm of her life; one that seemed to last forever, and, when it was over, she was a complete slave to the cards.

"Fuck me!" she demanded. "Fuck me forever with that big beautiful cock of yours! Give it to me until I can't take it anymore! I'm yours! I'm yours!!"

With her still impaled on his cock, Jeremy stood up, and lowered her down to the floor. She spread her legs wide for him, and he began fucking her hard and fast, right there on top of his own girlfriend's discarded robe. Eric and Brenda sat on the couch transfixed for a while, neither sure how to process the entire scene that had taken place before them.

Then, without knowing how or why he said it, he turned to Brenda and, with a smile, he declared "Our turn."