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Friends: Deleted Scenes - Mona's Apology (FF)
by Dudeman ([email protected])

Rachel was flipping through a magazine, one afternoon, as she sat on the
couch in the apartment she and Ross shared. A soft knock came to the door,
and she went to open it. Her look of surprise must have been obvious, when
she saw Ross' most recent short-term girlfriend.

"Oh. Hi Mona. Um, Ross isn't here. But, uh... he should be back after 5."

"That's all right. I actually... came to talk to you," the blonde said,
hesitantly.

"Oh... okay. Well, um," Rachel laughed to herself, for no reason other than
the uncomfortable situation, "come on it. Can I, can I get you anything?"

"No, nothing, thanks," Mona replied as she walked in and Rachel closed the
door. A few paces into the room, Mona saw the bassinette by the window.
"Ohhh, is this her?" she asked with a friendly smile.

"Yes, that's my angel, Emma. I just fed her and put her down, so she'll
probably sleep for a couple hours, otherwise I'd let you..."

"Oh no, that's fine," Mona interrupted her.

There was an awkward moment of silence between the two women. Then Rachel
suddenly said, "Well. Um, sit down. Have a seat. So, uh... what's up...
Mona?"

"Well," the woman began, not really knowing where to begin. "I, uh, I wanted
to talk to you, Rachel... and, and apologize. You see, when Ross and I broke
up, I'm sure you thought it was all because of you, and really... it wasn't."

Rachel could tell that Mona was having a hard time saying what was on her
mind, and she didn't want to make it any more difficult for her by being
standoffish. So she moved down the couch, and took the blonde's hand in her
own. She gently patted it as their palms rested together and Mona went on.

"There were some... other things that made me break up with him, and, and I
know... in all of that... I acted like a bitch. To, to you. And... and I'm
sorry."

"Wow," Rachel said, floored. "I, I don't know what to say. I mean," she
laughed nervously as she went on, "I figured you thought I was the bitch for
coming between you and Ross."

"Oh, no, not at all. I mean, it was strange to think about him living with
his old girlfriend... who, um... who he got pregnant."

Rachel looked down at the floor, uncertain if they had just crossed into
cat-fight territory. "Yeah that, that was pretty unusual."

Moan went on. "And, to be honest Rachel, I was more intimidated than angry."

"Intimidated? By me?" she questioned.

"Well, yeah. I mean, you are just so beautiful and, and desirable... and
anyone... would be lucky to be with you. Even just a one time, spur of the
moment thing."

"Oh, I don't know about THAT..." Rachel said, embarrassed, but quite
flattered.

"No really, just look at you. You had a baby, what... two months ago? And you
already look... amazing!"

"Well, I got back to the gym, pretty much right away," she responded,
chucking and trying to pass off the complement.

"No, but it's more than just your body..." Mona went on lavishly, as the
fingers of her free hand ran along Rachel's denim-clad thigh. "...your sexy
legs... and I bet that drop-dead ass is back too," she said with almost a
girlish giggle. "No, it's your smooth skin..." She caressed Rachel's cheek.
"And your perfect hair..." Her fingers ran through Rachel's long, light
brown locks, as she admired the deep blonde highlights. "Your eyes... your
lips..." she intoned, nearly hummed, as she stared deep into Rachel's eyes.
"Just... everything... about... you."

Rachel seemed to be in Mona's trance. She didn't even notice the voice
trailing off and the distance shrinking between their lips. She closed her
eyes, almost involuntarily, as their lips pressed together in the gentlest
of kisses.

A quiet smooch reached their ears when Mona moved her head back, just a few
inches. Her gaze danced over Rachel's face, as the honey-brunette simply sat
there, eyes still shut, with the smallest bit of saliva beaded on her lower
lip.

After a few quiet seconds, Rachel's eyes slowly opened. "Omigod," she said
softly with cracking voice. The tip of her tongue slipped across her lip and
took in the droplet. "Did you... did you just kiss me?"

Her answer came as another kiss. This one was longer and more passionate.
Rachel found herself kissing back, completely uncaring that it was with
another woman. The lips were so soft... so supple... so perfect to touch
with her own.

Then, they separated. Rachel had a dreamy, confused look on her face. "But,
um..." she cleared her throat, "are you... do you..."

"A lesbian? Do I like women?" Mona finished the questions. "No, I'm not a
lesbian... Not, not exactly. But, um, that's one of the reasons I broke up
with Ross." She sat back a bit. "With everything he told me about how his
first marriage ended, I just didn't think he'd be able to accept the fact
that I like women, as much as men."

Mona seemed to not be able to keep eye contact, as her confession went on.
Rachel however was intent on the her words. "From the first time I saw you,
at Chandler and Monica's wedding... I just thought you were... a vision. I,
I couldn't even keep my eyes on the bride." She gave a little hesitant laugh
at the admission. "And while I was with Ross, I secretly hoped... that maybe
the three of us could get together. Even if just for one night. And somehow,
months after all that... I, um... I found myself back in this apartment.
But... but this time, not... wanting Ross."

Rachel tried to take in all that Mona was saying, and all that she was
meaning. But the only thing she could think about was that kiss. The only
thing she could look at was Mona's lips, as her mouth formed each word.

"Do... do that again," she said softly. Mona leaned in, and taking Rachel's
request as a very good sign, engaged her in a third kiss, and a fourth, and
even more passionately, a fifth. Mona's tongue slipped ever so slightly
between Rachel's lips, and scraped against her teeth. She withdrew it almost
immediately, and pulled back a bit.

But Rachel's mouth pursued that tongue, and her hands came up to cradle
Mona's face. Her own tongue dove into her partner's mouth, tasting the
sweetness within. The sounds of their kissing became louder, with more
abandon. Without thinking and without breaking their liplock, Rachel
shifted position, kneeling with one leg under her, facing Mona.

The sexy blonde woman's hands glided up and down the tight blue jeans
covering Rachel's legs and hips. As the pair went on, seizing breaths where
possible, those hands traveled up to Rachel's waist, grasping the soft grey
sweater that she wore. They released and moved upward, rubbing her torso,
her shoulders, her arms. As they came back down, Mona dared to reach in and
cup Rachel's breast. That full, firm, mother's breast.

Rachel didn't flinch. She didn't pull away. She simply purred softly and kept
on kissing.

Minutes later, with Mona continuing to fondle her tit, Rachel tore her lips
away and looked to the side. She still held Mona's face, and she rested her
cheek on her forearm and tried to catch her breath. She hadn't kissed anyone
that passionately for a very, very long time. She looked at the entrance to
the short hallway that led to her bedroom.

"Do you... want to..." Rachel couldn't bring herself to say the words in her
mind.

She looked back at Mona and was greeted by a warm accepting smile. "I'd like
that a lot," was the reply.

Rachel stood. With a somewhat bashful glance at Mona, she took her hand and
led her down the hall.

Once inside, Rachel closed the door. They had said nothing since the couch,
and her face held a contemplative look. She wondered if she should go through
with it, though deep down, she knew that she would.

So, with sober resolve, and before she could change her mind, Rachel turned
and kissed Mona. As their tongues intertwined, the blonde's hand went back to
her new lover's breast. Rachel moaned with the gentle squeezing.

Their lips separated. Mona glanced down Rachel's body. She wore a grey
cashmere cardigan. The top several buttons we already undone, with Rachel's
full bosoms filling in the cradling fabric. Only the bottom two held the
garment across her stomach. She looked quite matronly, yet unbelievably
sexy.

Mona slowly unbuttoned the sweater and pushed off her shoulders. Rachel's
slim arms slipped out of the tight sleeves. A feminine white tanktop was
revealed. It was obviously something from before her pregnancy, with the way
the thin fabric stretched across her bust. It was also obvious that she was
wearing nothing underneath, from the slight color change in the fabric,
caused by her nipples.

The shirt didn't quite reach Rachel's pants-line, and Mona's hand brushed
against the skin of her firm, flat stomach as the unbuttoning continued. One
by one, each fastener popped open under Mona's nimble fingers. Soon, Rachel's
snug button-fly blue jeans hung wide open.

As Rachel allowed herself to be undressed, she stared straight across at the
soft skin of Mona's neck and chest. The tall woman was wearing a long-sleeve
rugby pull-over. Wide bands went from left to right, alternating light and
medium blue. The stark white collar was fully open, and dipped sharply down,
teasing with her cleavage. Rachel's eyes roamed the exposed skin,
occasionally stealing quick looks down Mona's shirt, or up to her eyes.

She grasped Mona's waist, leaned in, and slowly planted open-mouth kisses on
her chest and neck. Lifting her head, she surveyed the several glistening
patches left by her lips and tongue. Tentatively, she slipped her hand up and
grasped Mona's breast. She felt its size through the heavy cotton shirt,
appreciatively, yet with some lingering uncertainty.

Mona sensed her hesitation, and didn't want to lose her in that moment. She
released Rachel's breast, and grabbed her own shirt to pull it out of her
black pants. Then she crossed her arms to take hold of the hem, and pulled
it up and off her torso, tossing it by her side.

Rachel responded immediately, with a gesture that seemed both out of place
and intimately right. She reached up and primped Mona's mussed hair, lovingly
moving the locks back into place. Fingers glided from the blonde strands to
her cheek, which she cupped lovingly, as she tilted her head up and kissed
Mona.

A single kiss became a series of pecks as Mona guided Rachel's mouth down
her chest. Rachel found herself kissing and licking the flesh that was
visible above the pink satin demi-bra. She held Mona's left breast in her
hand, gently testing its resilience. Mona's hand covered Rachel's, holding
it on her tit. Rachel watched as her partner's fingers curled over her hand,
hooked into her bra, and pulled the cup down, revealing her brown nipple. An
unseen hand came to the back of her head, and gently pushed her mouth to it.

A tongue slowly slipped out and licked the circumference of the disk. Rachel
felt a slight shudder course through the woman's body. Emboldened by this,
she licked and kissed, and even sucked a little. Under her mouth's attention,
the nipple hardened, and she knew that her own nipples were already firm and
erect.

Rachel began to move to Mona's other breast, still hidden within her bra.
She reached up to pull down the cup. But before she could, Mona's hands
disappeared behind her own body. The bra was unclasped and fell slightly
away. Mona quickly slipped it off her shoulders and arms, allowing it to
drop onto her shirt.

Almost instinctively, Rachel's mouth went to the newly exposed breast. Mona
watched intently as the gorgeous woman licked and sucked her tit. Her small
mouth was opened wide and clamped tightly around Mona's nipple. She ran her
fingers through Rachel's shoulder-length hair, admiring everything about her
beauty.

"Oh, Rachel," she softly moaned in encouragement. As her lover's lips left
one breast, and started to move back to the other, Mona paused her.

Hands on her body, she guided Rachel to straighten up. Then Mona crouched
down in front of her and began working the tight denim down Rachel's body.
It slipped down her ass and hips, fully revealing her white cotton boyshort
panties. Further down her legs, and Rachel balanced with her hands on Mona's
soft shoulders, as she pulled each foot in turn, out of the jeans.

The jeans made a soft crumpling sound as Mona dropped them on the hardwood
floor. She had Rachel nearly stripped down to her underwear, and Rachel would
have felt very vulnerable, had it not been for Mona's own partial nudity.

The blonde settled down to her knees. She leaned in and kissed the front of
Rachel's thigh. A line of soft wet kisses were made from her knee to her hip.
Finger tips glided from the backs of her knees to her ass, and the hands
settled in around her cheeks.

"I was right... a drop-dead ass," Mona said softly with a smile. Rachel gave
a little smile in return; equal parts of thanks and nervousness.

Mona's face moved down the opposite leg. Then Rachel saw... and felt... her
tongue come out and lick slowly up to the top of her thigh. Lips kissed
across her hips to the center. Before she knew it, Mona's chin was deep
between her legs, and hot breath was gently forced through the lace. The warm
tingling that had been building in her pussy was instantly replaced with
lustful fire. Any possible question of Mona's intent was forever removed from
Rachel's mind.

Mona playfully and carefully grabbed the crotch of Rachel's panties in her
teeth, pulled them out, and released them. The tight springy garment snapped
back, as if grabbing onto her pussy again. Rachel giggled at the gesture,
taking in Mona's big smile.

"Do you want to," she cleared her throat, "move to, to the bed?"

Mona simply replied, "yes."

She stood and removed her pants, boots and socks, as she watched Rachel throw
back the covers and crawl in. The way her tight little body looked, in just a
thin tanktop and boyshort panties, reminded Mona of a coed at a slumber
party.

Wearing only her pink lace thong, Mona approached the bed. Rachel lifted the
blanket, silently inviting Mona to her bed.

The sexy blonde slipped between the sheets and intertwined her long slender
legs with Rachel's. She took Rachel's cheek in her palm, and kissed her.
Rachel responded wholeheartedly, as Mona's leg slid up and down caressing her
own.

Mona's lips left her lover's mouth and made their way to her neck. She kissed
along the soft skin, as her hand moved downward, then back up underneath
Rachel's shirt.

Rachel gave a little gasp as fingers brushed across her nipple. The soreness
of nursing had gone away weeks before, and was now replaced by an aching for
adult contact. Her anticipation was heightened as Mona slowly began pulling
up her tanktop.

As soon as the fabric cleared her breast, Mona's mouth was there, licking it.
Rachel let out a soft, whimpered, "Oh!" This earned a glance from Mona, and
in that one brief look, Rachel's desire for more was spoken between the
women.

"Lay back," Mona whispered. As Rachel complied, her shirt was pushed up to
her neck, and Mona's tongue began to fulfill the unspoken yearning. The
blonde sidled in close to Rachel, scooting down, to better please her.

Kisses and licks flowed, and by this point, Rachel was a very willing partner
in this encounter. She reveled in the attention, enjoying the erotic feelings
in her breasts. She closed her eyes, so she could focus on the touching and
licking and kissing. Her body had been craving sexual gratification for far
too long, and there was no way now that she was going to deny that need.

Mona watched for signs from Rachel, either of wanting more, or of unease. The
last thing she wanted to do was scare Rachel, and cause her to stop their
tryst. Tentatively, Mona began suckling at this new mother's breast. Rachel
moaned softly, obviously experiencing only amorous feelings.

Rachel opened her eyes and looked down at her partner. Mona tilted her head
back slightly. Her eyes locked onto Rachel as she resumed licking her nipple
and groping her soft supple breast.

A small bead of white liquid formed on Rachel's nipple, and Mona licked it
away, only aware of it when she tasted its sweetness.

"Sorry," Rachel said with the slightest embarrassed smile.

"You have absolutely nothing to apologize for," Mona reassured her, as her
hand slipped down to Rachel's crotch. She fondled her through the cloth,
feeling hints of her wetness. She asked, "Can I take these off?"

Rachel gave her a nod that began timidly, but grew in confidence as she
whispered, "Yes!"

Mona moved to sit between Rachel's legs, throwing back the covers as she did
so. Her fingers slipped inside the waistband of Rachel's panties, and as the
brunette lifted her ass off the bed, Mona wriggled the tight garment down her
body. She took hold of Rachel's calves and brought her feet up, pulling her
underwear off.

Rachel's ankles landed on Mona's shoulders, though she couldn't tell if it
was of Mona's or her own accord. She watched as Mona's face turned and she
kissed her leg. Fingers glided down Rachel's calf, slowly down her thigh,
then finally... teasingly... came to her pussy.

She gave a stuttering breath, as the pads of Mona's fingertips petted her
kitty. Rachel didn't really know what she should feel, as she watched... and
felt... the alluring blonde rubbing her genitals.

Nervousness? That one was obvious. Shyness? That was quite hard to suppress.
And desire? Oh, very much desire. Flowing up from her pussy. Overwhelmingly,
she wanted to give her body to Mona, for her to do whatever she wanted.

Mona saw the mixture of emotions in Rachel's face. She smiled sweetly,
leaning forward and giving her a gentle kiss on the mouth.

"Just enjoy this, Rachel," she whispered. Her hips cradled between Rachel's
thighs. Their breasts pressed together. Their pussies... oh, so very close.

Then, a long moment later, Mona began moving down her body. A kiss here... a
lick there... the occasional brush of her nipples on Rachel's skin... but
always the soft slight tickle of her breath.

Rachel's eyes rolled closed as the woman reached her goal. Her mouth dropped
open in a long, slow, gasp as she felt a tongue caress her pussy lips.
Without knowing, Rachel held that breath, as she felt the tongue moving up
and down on her cunt.

She exhaled a wonderful moan, then silence. She heard only Mona's mouth and
tongue. Licking her pussy. Kissing her clit. Soft smooches as her mouth
momentarily left Rachel. The same sensual sounds over and over, combined with
the occasional quiet smacking of Mona's tongue against her own lips. Rachel's
fingers dug into the mattress, and balled up the blankets within them.

Mona studied her partner's reactions. Her tongue obeyed Rachel's unvoiced
directions; leisurely running through the folds of her flesh. The sexy young
mother whimpered a soft "oh!" as Mona began to suck on her clit. Rachel's
clitoris began to experience the sensation that her breasts had known not too
long before, and the creases in her forehead pleaded for more.

"Yes!" came her whimpered moan. She opened her eyes and was treated to the
sight of the beautiful blonde's face firmly planted between her thighs,
looking up at her. That sight... those sounds... the sensations... it was as
if all of this was the way it always was supposed to be. It was as though the
universe wanted Mona to be enjoying her body right then; and for Rachel to be
equally enjoying her mouth.

As that mouth gently suckled, Rachel felt finger tips graze her pussy lips.
Then slowly, a long, slim digit was pushed into her. "Oh god, yes!" Rachel
whined.

Mona slowly frigged her, occasionally suspending her clit-suck, but only to
lick the pussy surrounding her finger.

The hands that were tightly gripping the bedsheets found their way to a set
of breasts. Rachel's own breasts. She often played with her tits during sex,
or when she masturbated. And right then, her gorgeously full breasts ached
for attention. Any attention... Mona's... her own... Rachel didn't care. Her
tits just wanted to be touched.

Rachel groped and caressed her breasts. She rubbed and gently squeezed her
nipples, feeling little tingles shoot across her torso.

"I like watching you play with your tits," Mona paused to say with a dirty
smile. A quick crinkling of her nose put an exclamation point to the words.
Then right away, her mouth was back at its work, teasing Rachel's sensitive
button.

All of the perfect things were being done to her, either by herself or Mona.
Her breasts being stimulated... her pussy being fucked... her clit being
licked. Rachel's leg wrapped around Mona's torso and she caressed the woman's
back with her calf; she so much wanted to touch her skin.

Soon Rachel's body began to undulate as she grew closer to orgasm.

"Oh god, Mona, this is... this is..." after brief moments, she gave up
searching for an expression with enough intensity, and simply muttered, "oh
god..."

Mona smiled as much as her pursed lips would allow. She had wanted to make
Rachel cum, and all the signs were pointing to that inevitable result.

Suddenly, Rachel reached down toward Mona, flexing her fingers in
desperation. "Come up here," she panted.

Mona abandoned her position between Rachel's legs and quickly crawled up
beside her.

Rachel rolled on her side toward Mona, and took her hand. Perching her foot
on her knee, propping her thighs open, she brought it back to her crotch.
Rachel looked at her with a begging look, as she pushed Mona's middle finger
into herself.

The hint couldn't have been more clear. Mona slipped her arm underneath
Rachel to hold her as she resumed playing with her pussy. The women lay
there, tąte-Ö-tąte.

Soft whimpers became impassioned moans, as a hand increased its pace. Faster
and faster, Mona finger-fucked Rachel. She experienced the way the new
mother's body tensed and quivered as it rested against her own. The fervid
expression on her face begged for release.

Mona stared into Rachel's eyes as wave after wave of warm breath wafted from
her open mouth, across Mona's face. Rachel's forearms slid in between them,
not to push Mona away, but rather so she could feel fully in her embrace. She
held Mona's cheek in one palm, and her breast in the other.

"Please... make me cum," she whispered with a ragged breath. "I'm... I'm so
close."

"Cum, Rach," Mona encouraged her, frantically masturbating her. "Cum for
me... just let go, and let it come..."

Just then, Mona pushed her finger as far as she could go, and rubbed back and
forth on the rough G-spot at the front wall of Rachel's pussy.

A low groan started from deep inside Rachel. "uuuuuuUUUUUHHHHAAAAAAHHHHHH..."
It seemed like the longest breath in the world, as it went on and on, growing
in volume. "AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!"

The blonde's finger was rubbing hard and fast. "Cum, Rachel... cum... let it
come... let it come..." she beckoned in phrases that hinted at instruction.

Air loudly rushed back into Rachel's starved lungs, but was quickly expelled
in another groan. "OOOOOHHHHHHHFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!"

Mona landed wanton kisses all around Rachel's open mouth, looking for the
opportunity to entrap her lips. For a time, Rachel went on moaning, aware of
only her climax.

Soon enough, Rachel realized that a mouth was waiting, and she received it;
exchanging tongues and saliva. As they kissed and Mona prolonged Rachel's
orgasm, her erotic whimpers went on. But then, Mona quickly withdrew, and
rubbed her fingers rapidly on her lover's clit.

Caught in the middle of a kiss, Rachel squealed in Mona's mouth, before
throwing her head back in pleasure. "Oh god," she groaned, before grasping
the blonde's face in her hands, and attacking her lips again.

"Mmph... mmph... mmph..." Rachel's nasal panting combined with her subsiding
short moans. These ebbing sounds signaled Mona to slow her touches.

Eventually, Mona's hand trailed up Rachel's hip and side, and held the
beautiful woman as they tenderly kissed.

Rachel purred a little "Mmmmmm" as a contented smile came on her lips. She
rested her head on Mona's, not wanting the intimate moment to end.

Mona gave a soft laugh, "Uh, Rach... I, uh..."

Rachel immediately knew her thoughts. This was supposed to be a two way
street.

"Oh god, of course," she said, almost embarrassed at her seeming selfishness.
"Sorry... So, uh.. what, um..." she cleared her throat, and focused on her
finger tips, as they played with Mona's breast. "What do you... you want me
to, um... do?"

Mona simply raised Rachel's chin, smiled warmly, kissed her, and then gently
pushed Rachel down her body. The blonde rolled onto her back, as Rachel moved
lower to take her intended place. Her lips brushed Mona's skin on the way
down; ever so slight kisses to her torso. Her hands glided along Mona's sides
and her sexy, curvy hips.

She slipped over Mona's legs, and as they parted, she knelt between them.
Her breasts hung between Mona's thighs, as she layered soft kisses along the
woman's stomach, now traveling ever so slowly downward. It was not out of
desire to tease Mona with her pace. But rather, it was from a need to steel
her nerves for what she was about to do for her sexy, short-haired partner.
Rachel's body was trembling, with both apprehension and excitement.

"Lay down, baby," she heard from somewhere above her head. "Just relax," the
feminine voice soothed. A hand stroked her hair.

Rachel slid her feet out, and came to rest on her stomach. Her small hands
rested on the insides of Mona's thighs, so close to her crotch. She looked at
that waiting pussy. The skin, the lips, looked so soft.

Rachel nervously cleared her throat and lowered her head. She faced straight
down, eyes closed, and nuzzled the trimmed patch of blonde hair. Another
woman's pussy barely inches from her mouth. She felt as if her heart was
going to pound out of her chest.

Summoning every ounce of courage, her tongue timidly came out into the air
below Mona's lips. Slowly, it lapped upward, the tip barely catching the
woman's clit.

Mona had been silently watching and waiting in anticipation of having Rachel
lick her pussy. And when that first touch came, no matter how slight, a
breath caught in her throat.

Rachel heard the soft gasp. She took another swipe with her tongue. This time
it was a little more bold, reaching a little farther. And she found herself
licking the lips of Mona's cunt.

"Yes!" A loud whisper filled the room.

Mona's vision was fixed on the top of her partner's head. She watched its
slight motions as the brunette began to get into their dirty act. Even if
Mona wanted to keep track, she couldn't count all the licks. They all ran
together, they all felt so good.

Then, mouth still at her pussy, Rachel's blue-green eyes met her, as if to
ask, "Is this what you wanted?"

"That feels wonderful," Mona whispered.

Tasting the softly pungent wetness, Rachel grew more aroused by all the
things connected with servicing Mona. Her taste, her aroma, her soft skin,
watching her as she relished Rachel's tongue.

Again and again, Rachel lapped at her new lover's crotch, listening to what
she was creating from Mona. Pants and gasps and moans and whimpers. With
this, the noise of her own tongue and lips. Hearing these delightfully
prurient sounds, invigorated Rachel in her pussy-licking.

"Te-, tell me what you like... tell me what to do," she murmured into the
blonde's cunt.

"Finger me while you lick," came the simple reply. From the look in Mona's
eyes, Rachel couldn't tell if it was a request or a demand. But either way...

Rachel's hand glided from Mona's thigh and rested between her chin and the
woman's pussy. The pads of Rachel's fingers slid up and down on wet lips. Her
tongue came out once again and flicked on Mona's clitoris. Then her middle
finger bent and slipped inside.

Mona directed her, breathlessly. "More... more... yes... put all the way
in... ohhhhh, yeahhhh... now fuck me slowly."

The digit pumped in and out, at a teasingly relaxed pace. Rachel's hand
formed into a fist, to allow her finger to bury deep into the smooth vagina.
She licked away as Mona's groans grew.

"Ohhh... ohh, Rach... fuuuuckk... oh, do it... just like that... yes...
yes... now faster... a little faster."

The finger-bang continued at a more moderate pace. Rachel watched Mona fondle
her breasts and play with her nipples. Her mouth was open slightly, and her
tongue flitted in the opening, almost as if mimicking Rachel.

"Oh yes... shit, that feels so good... mmmm... now suck on it... suck my
clit, Rachel..."

Rachel's lips wrapped around the fold of flesh. She began suckling it, the
way Mona had done to her nipples, earlier.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god..." Mona chanted, going on and on. Rachel's
finger moved faster and faster, as her partner's breath quickened.
"MMMMmmmmmmph!"

Suddenly, Mona reached down and pushed on Rachel's forehead, separating her
lips from Mona's clit. Rachel quickly took on a panicked look, thinking she
had been doing it wrong.

"What? Is it-" she began to say, before Mona interrupted her.

"Oh Rach, this is fucking incredible!" she smiled, with heaving breaths. "I,
I just want you to use your tongue, that's all."

Relieved that she hadn't committed some cunt-licking faux pas, Rachel brought
her face down and started again lapping at Mona's clit.

"No, no, Rach," Mona said, as her smile took on a playfully nasty edge. "Take
your finger out of me, and use your tongue."

Realization crept onto Rachel's face. All she could say was, "Oh..." Then she
cleared her throat and nervously licked her lips. She withdrew her digit and
moved her face lower. Mona reached down with one hand and spread her pussy
slightly, making it very clear where she wanted her tongue to go.

The tongue waggled up and down, working in past Mona's labia. Rachel felt the
flesh separate as she burrowed farther.

"UHHHHNNNnnn..." Mona groaned. It was better than she had ever dreamed,
having this hot little MILF perform oral sex on her. "Do it, Rach..." she
panted, "do it..." Her hand left her crotch and resumed fondling her breast.

Rachel strove to please her blonde partner. Her lips were pressed firmly
against Mona's, as she probed the woman's pussy. She dug deep... as deep as
she could... with her tongue. She waggled it. She swirled it around. She
slipped it in and out. She did everything with that tongue that she could
think of doing.

"Yes!... Yes!..." the blonde encouraged her in short, sharp exclamations.
Rachel felt a hand on her head, holding it in place.

Hot breath from her nose and mouth assaulted the wet labia over and over,
as her panting began to match Mona's. Before she could realize it, she was
giving soft little moans and grunts, evidence of her honest enjoyment of
her carnal duty.

"Do it!... Fuck it!..." The hand directed her head in short back-and-forth
movements, very much the way so many guys had guided Rachel in the way they
wanted head. She quickly fell into a rhythm of tongue-fucking Mona.

Then a second hand landed on the crown of her head, gripping it more firmly.
The fingers curled under to grab a fistful of highlighted locks. Mona began
to buck her hips up and down, craving all of Rachel's tongue, and smearing
her face, from chin to nose.

"Fuck it!... Fuck!... Fuck it!... More... ohgodmore!... Fuckit, fuckit,
fuckit, fuckit!" came the groaned words.

Rachel's head moved faster, repeatedly ramming her tongue into Mona. The
energetic blonde planted her feet into the bed, and arched her back,
lifting her hips off the bed. Rachel's head was being held so firmly in
Mona's crotch, that she had no choice but to scramble to her knees to keep
her tongue inside her.

Mona groaned through gritting teeth, "god, yes... ohgod... oh god... uhhhh...
mmmm... fuckin', make me cum, Rach... make me fuckin' cum..."

Rachel's hands slid along Mona's body. She groped and squeezed her breasts,
replacing the stimulation that Mona had been giving herself. And the whole
time, the sexy new mommy fucked away with her tongue, moaning "uh huh... uh
huh..." to try an spur Mona on to climax.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, oh shit, I'm gonna cum," Mona intoned.

Rachel focused on the look of absolute ecstasy that was on Mona's face. She
was fully aware that she was creating that look. That visage belonged to her.

"So close... so close... " Mona gasped, eyes tightly shut, and aware of
nothing but the tongue in her cunt.

Thoughts echoed in Rachel's mind. "Cum, Mona... cum baby... god, Mona, I want
you to cum... I want to make you cum..."

In one final move, Rachel shoved her tongue all the way into Mona's box.
She rapidly shook her head from side to side, rubbing her lips hard against
Mona's pussy and clit.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" Mona moaned loudly as the climax slammed her body. "OHHHH
GAAAWWWWDDDD!!!... UUUHHHNNNN... UUHHHHHNNNN... OH GOD, RACH... OH RACHEL!"

Hearing her name being screamed by a woman in orgasm was intoxicating. She
quickly pulled her tongue out; but just as fast, clamped her lips onto Mona's
throbbing clit.

"SSHHHIIITTTTT!!!" the blonde screamed. Rachel laughed slightly at the
unexpectedly intense reaction. Rapid, hard sucks brought more screams of
"SHIT! YES! SHIT! SHIT! YES! RA-CHEL!! FUCK!"

Her frame was gradually seized with quivering tension. As much as she wanted
to keep screaming, Mona could only puff rapidly through tightly fixed lips.
She wanted the orgasm to go on and on. She quietly begged it to go on.
"Please... more... please..."

But, her body was unable to maintain the erotic tenseness for as long as her
mind desired. In an instant, she collapsed, dropping to the mattress, and
pulling Rachel's face down with her.

A loud SMACK of the lips came from below, as Rachel released Mona's clit.
Then the woman felt her partner lovingly and tenderly licking her pussy lips,
sending aftershocks through her body. Gradually, the tongue moved away to her
thighs, then her hips, then her stomach.

Mona could barely move. All her strength had been sapped by that enormous
climax. Deep, heavy panting was the only sound in the room, as Rachel slowly
began to work her way up Mona's body, leaving kisses as she went.

The two beauties snuggled for a while, their naked bodies in soothingly close
proximity. Sharing small kisses. Stroking hair and faces. Fingertips grazing
along breasts and nipples.

Mona broke the silence. "That was amazing!"

"I know... it was," Rachel agreed with a big smile and a little laugh. They
kissed briefly, then lay quietly for a moment.

"Ya know, I should probably be going," Mona said, regretting the words.

"No, stay," Rachel whined.

Mona laughed. "Rach, you KNOW how much Ross would flip out if he came home
and found us in bed together."

"Yeah, that's true," she conceded, with thinly-veiled irritation. "He is
kinda weird like that. Any other man would love coming home to two hot women
in bed. But NOOOO, not Ross!" Mona giggled at Rachel's humorously scathing,
yet accurate assessment of their mutual ex-boyfriend.

Mona was out of bed first, and she dressed, as Rachel got up and put on a
bathrobe and socks. They went out into the living room, and paused as
Rachel's hand rested on the door knob.

"Thank you," Mona said with a beaming smile.

"No... thank YOU," Rachel replied, caressing her cheek and giving her a long,
passionate kiss goodbye.

The door opened, and Mona stepped out into the hallway, looking both ways to
see if Ross was coming. Then she turned back to Rachel. "Call me?" she asked
in a whisper.

"You can count on it," Rachel answered with an equally secretive tone.

Closing the door, Rachel walked across the living room. Her arms wrapped
around herself, as she listened to the click of Mona's boots receding down
the hallway.

The new mommy strolled over to the bassinette. Emma was still sleeping
peacefully. Rachel smiled at her young one, and tucked the blanket in around
her.

"Maybe someday," she whispered, "Mommy will tell you all about her new best
friend." Then she pondered for a few seconds. "Ya know, Emma..." she said,
laughing to herself, "on second thought... I think Mommy's just gonna have
some secrets, that you and your Daddy will neeever find out."

    

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