Carla and Elliot

The television show Scrubs and any of the characters and situations within the show are not my property and are used here without permission.


This scene is inspired by episode 1.13 of Scrubs, "My Balancing Act", in which Elliot confides in Carla that she's never had an orgasm and Carla decides to help her out by telling her to sit on her washing machine. In my mind, Carla chose to help Elliot in a slightly different way. . .


When Elliot told her that she'd never had an orgasm, Carla knew she had to do something to help her friend out. At first she considered giving her some helpful advice but it wasn't long at all before she had a better idea. Now here they are sitting side by side on Elliot's bed after work.

"So," Elliot said, her head turned distractedly, "did you bring me some sort of toy to try or what?" Her attention was brought back to Carla by the presence of a silky smooth hand being placed on her thigh, just above the knee and just below where Elliot's moderate length skirt ended.

"No," said Carla in a seductive tone Elliot had never heard before, "there's only one way to go about this, Elliot." Elliot's eyes slowly widened. Carla saw in them discomfort but also just enough of a hint of excitement and knew then that the evening's events could go on as she's been visualizing in her mind all day. Carla moved her face to within an inch of Elliot's and spoke the next words in a sexy latina accent. "Besides. I've always been muy attracted to you." And with this she dove into a kiss that Elliot only resisted for a moment, after which Carla let her hand slide from it's current position and under Elliot's skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh and teasing her already moistening pussy. At this Elliot moaned softly and Carla used the opportunity to caress Elliot's tongue with her own. Slowly they moved backwards together until they were laying next to each other on the bed and the kiss finally broke.

"Carla. . . that was . . I-"

"Shh." Carla softly pressed a finger to Elliot's lips. "Don't speak. Do you want me to take off my clothes?" Elliot slowly nodded and Carla got up. She was wearing a maroon button down shirt and black skirt that went down to her ankles. She pulled a disc out of her purse and inserted it into Elliot's stereo. Slow, sensuous music began to play and Carla swayed her body in tune as she began to unbutton her shirt. She removed the shirt to reveal a sheer purple bra that just barely showed her nipples underneath. Still swaying to the music, she reached around and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, now wearing only a bra and matching panties. "More?" she asked Elliot, who seemed to be enjoying the show and once again nodded. Carla smiled and reached around to unclasp her bra, unleashing her beatiful, creamy brown breasts. She gave it a light toss across the room and turned around before bending over to remove her panties, giving Elliot a look at her perfect round ass. She walked back over to the bed and sat down next to Elliot. "Your turn" she whispered into Elliot's ear.

She gave Elliot a gentle push so that she was laying flat on her back and began to kiss her neck. She began to unbutton Elliot's powder blue blouse, moving her lips down with every button that was undone, causing Elliot to moan with each gentle, teasing touch of Carla's lips. When she'd reached the last button, Carla opened Elliot's shirt entirely and was grateful that her black bra clasped in the front. She set her tongue to work all over Elliot's stomach and chest as she unclasped her bra, then gave it a toss and began to gently move her tongue over Elliot's exposed breasts. Elliot moaned for more as Carla's tongue circled and teased her nipple and screamed in pleasure when Carla suddenly took it into her mouth and began to suck and nibble it. Deciding it was time to move on, Carla's mouth left Elliot's nipple and her tongue once again began to caress Elliot's stomach, but this time her hands moved to the zipper on Elliot's skirt. She unzipped it and pulled it off, along with the panties, without ever removing her lips from Elliot's body. She began to move her mouth downward, skipping over Elliot's pussy and opting to first tease her by licking up and down her thighs. Elliot was so aroused her juices had made it to her upper thigh and Carla licked them up thirstily before licking the juices from Elliot's pussy itself, causing her to let out the longest, loudest moan yet. Carla's tongue moved up and down Elliot's sweet tasting slit as she enjoyed every drop of the fluids that had began to flow at the first kiss. Knowing Elliot had probably never discovered her clit, she was especially excited as she moved the tip of her tongue closer and closer.

"OH MY GODDD!" Elliot screamed, more than loud enough for the neighbors to hear, as Carla's tongue became the first thing to touch the sweetest, most sensitive spot on Elliot's body. Her hands grasped the bed sheets and she thrust herself into Carla without even realizing it. "OH GOD CARLA! YES, CARLA, YES! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOODDDDDDDDD!" Elliot screamed what could've been the loudest scream of her life as Carla happily brought her to her first orgasm. Carla came up and Elliot grabbed her and kissed her hard, tasting her own juices inside of Carla's mouth and liking it. The kiss broke after a moment and they both laid down on the bed next to each other, Elliot still breathing heavily. "Carla, that was fucking amazing," she said, using the word 'fuck' for the first time in her life.

"Anytime, Elliot, anytime."


3 hours later - Carla and Turk lay next to each other in bed, both sweaty and with big smiles on their faces. After a moment, Turk turns to Carla, and says "Baby, I don't even care why you taste like pussy, whatever has to happen for me to come home to that kind of welcome I'm okay with."


Thanks for reading my story. It's been brewing inside my head for sometime now. This has been my first voyage into writing so if you like it please e mail me at tqj2004@gmail.com and let me know.