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Friends: Deleted Scenes - Shower Surprise (FF,MFF,M-mast,inc,oral,voy)
by Dudeman ([email protected])

Monica and Rachel were lying together, naked in Rachel's bed after a morning
of lovemaking. Monica rested her head on Rachel's shoulder. Her fingertips
brushed her roommate's breast, as Rachel stroked her hair. Monica broke the
silence.

"You know, we have to find some way to tell Ross about us," she said softly.

Rachel was silent for a moment. "Yeah, I know. But after what Carol did to
him, I'm afraid he'll freak out and break up with me. There has to be some
way of telling him what you and I mean to each other, without him getting
all jealous and freaked about it."

"Yeah, somehow," Monica replied, thoughtfully. Then she raised up on an
elbow and looked at Rachel. "Maybe... maybe he needs to SEE us, you know...
together... but in a non-threatening way."

"Oh, I think I know how we can do this," Rachel said excitedly. She filled in
Monica on her idea.

A few evenings later, Ross knocked and poked his head in their door. Rachel
was standing in the kitchen in her bathrobe.

"Hi, sweetie," she smiled, going to him. "I'm so glad you could come over."

"Me, too," he gushed, kissing her. "So, what is it that you wanted."

"I've planned a surprise for you. You know how you like watching me undress
for you, before we make love?" Her finger traced circles on his chest.

"Uh, oh yeah!"

"Well, I'm already naked under my robe, and I was going to take a shower,
so..." Rachel cleared her throat, staring at Ross' lips, before she kissed
him. "I thought maybe you'd like to watch... me, naked... water running down
my body, and..."

"Um, OKAY!" he said quickly. Rachel giggled at him.

Some days, Ross still couldn't believe that Rachel Green was his girlfriend.
AND that he'd had sex with her. 78 times so far, by his count. Knowing where
this could lead, why would he be so stupid to pass up the opportunity?

She led him to the bathroom. The water was already running in the shower-tub
and the curtain was closed. Rachel dropped her robe, revealing her nude body.
On tip-toes, she kissed him seductively. He felt her silky skin. Then she
turned and pushed aside the shower curtain.

Ross saw his sister standing in the tub, water running over her.

"Omigod, Monica," he said, looking away, then reaching for the door knob.
"We're sorry. I guess Rach didn't know you were in here. We'll go now."

"No, no, sweetie," Rachel said, stopping him. "She's supposed to be here."

"What?" Ross asked, confused.

"Well... honey... when Carol left you for Susan, well... that was wrong. But
that doesn't always happen. I love you very much. And you need to know that
nothing will ever come between us."

Ross was beginning to get a hint of what she was saying. "But... so you
mean..."

He looked at Monica, naked, then quickly averted his eyes again. Monica
smiled to herself.

Rachel went on. "Monica and I have a closer relationship than I've ever had
with anyone but you. And that can be a beautiful thing. We wanted you to know
about us, and we wanted you to know that what you and I have..." She kissed
him again, and he returned her kiss hesitantly. "...will never be hurt by
what Monica and I have. So I thought that the best way would be for you to
see us together, and see how wonderful that can be."

Monica stepped out of the shower and left little wet footprints on the floor
as she went to them.

"Ross, I never want to come between you and Rachel," she said, looking into
his eyes. "But you need to know that this is real." She smiled at Rachel and
caressed her naked shoulder. "As real as you and Rachel. And it isn't going
away." She gave him a sisterly kiss on the cheek. "Please be okay with this,"
she requested.

"Um," Ross said, looking at the two naked women standing in front of him, "I
guess I could be."

He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he was curious about what the
girls had planned to show him. They both smiled and kissed him, one on each
cheek. Monica hopped back into the tub. Ross sat down on the lowered toilet
lid. Rachel lingered and rubbed his chest, tracing her hand down to his
crotch.

"I want you to enjoy this, honey," she said seductively, before accenting her
words with a kiss and a little squeeze to his package.

She went to join Monica, who was already standing under the shower head. He'd
never seen his sister naked before. He was intrigued by her body and found
himself comparing it to Rachel's, which he knew so well. She was slimmer than
Rachel. He knew that she jogged regularly, and did yoga with Phoebe. Now he
saw the payoff of her workouts.

Monica's breasts were fuller and a bit lower than his girlfriend's. But he
noticed her breasts lift up, as she reached up and ran her hands through her
damp shoulder length hair, re-soaking it. Her eyes were closed and her head
was slightly back. His sister looked just like a pictorial he'd seen in
Playboy a few years before, though she looked even better than the model.

As Rachel stepped into the tub, Monica opened her eyes and looked at Rachel,
then over at Ross. He quickly looked down, with the feeling that he'd been
caught doing something wrong. Monica laughed, not at all embarrassed that her
brother was checking her out.

"Ya know, you can look at me, Ross," she said good-naturedly. "That's kind of
why we're all here."

Monica turned and faced into the shower spray.

"Isn't she beautiful, sweetie?" Rachel said, to let him know that watching
Monica was all right with her too.

She placed her hands on Monica's shoulders and gently kissed between them.
The water scattering off Monica's body created little droplets on Rachel's
chest and face.

Ross could feel an erection starting to build in his pants.

Monica turned and placed her hands on Rachel's arms.

"Let's get you wet, too, Rach."

Ross couldn't believe he was hearing these words from his sister, and
wondered if Monica meant it as a double entendre. He saw them loosely hug,
so neither would slip as they switched places.

Rachel tilted her head back and both girls' hands massaged her brown hair as
the water drenched it.

Monica was standing very close to Rachel. Ross watched their breasts
touching lightly against each other, nipples very hard. Then they became
pressed together as Monica's hands rubbed Rachel's back. Rivulets of water
traced their way down both women's' bodies.

His eyes followed Monica's hands, moving lower to the small of Rachel's back.
So close to his girlfriend's ass.

"Will she touch it?" he wondered. "Will... will she grab it... and... and
maybe... squeeze it?"

Rachel and Monica gazed at each other, smiling. Ross' focus on Monica's
hands was ripped away as Rachel kissed Monica. That gentle kiss became more
passionate and he watched his sister's tongue darting in and out of Rachel's
mouth.

His hard-on was bulging his pants by this time. He discretely pressed his
palm against it and slowly rubbed as he watched the scene unfold.

Rachel broke their kiss and roughly grabbed Monica's ass, giggling. She
squeezed and pulled Monica's hips against her own.

"Mmmm, I love this little ass!"

Monica's hands finally went to Rachel's butt.

"Well, I like yours too. And I bet Ross agrees with me."

They looked over at him, hand pressed against his crotch.

"Honey, you can touch yourself while you watch us," she went on with a sultry
tone. "In fact, I'd kind of like to see you doing that."

"Yeah, Ross," Monica added, "you've seen what we have... so, show us what you
have."

Ross unzipped his pants and pushed them, along with his boxers, to the floor.
His cock sprang up.

"WOW! That's big!" Monica exclaimed. "Rachel, you're a very lucky girl."

She gave a little laugh, "I know." Then she kissed her roommate. "Twice
lucky."

Monica smiled as she broke their embrace and picked up a bottle of body wash.

"Turn around, Rach," she said.

They stepped back from the water and Monica lathered up the soft skin of her
friend's back and shoulders. Rachel smiled at Ross, as she watched him slowly
stroke his rod.

He saw Monica crouch behind his girlfriend and bring the soap suds to her
butt, then down the backs of her legs. She stood, skimming her hands from
ankle to shoulder, and kissed her neck.

"Now the front," was all Monica needed to say.

Rachel turned and offered the rest of her body to be washed by her roommate.
The shower doused her hair and rinsed her back. Soapy water cascaded across
her butt, down her legs and into the drain. Monica cupped a palm under the
spray and directed handfuls to help rinse Rachel's shoulders.

She retrieved the bottle and squirted more into her hands. She smeared them
together rapidly to raise a slight foam, then one at a time, slowly washed
the full length of Rachel's arms. Her head was to the side and down slightly.
Monica gave a couple of sideways and upward glances as she rubbed Rachel's
slim arms; her eyes saying everything without uttering a word.

Both Ross and Rachel found this extremely seductive, but more so for Ross as
he watched steam begin to swirl around the girls. Girls showering together
had long been a fantasy for him, though he'd never told Rachel of it. And he
never imagined that his little sister would be one of the women bringing this
fantasy to life.

Monica's soapy hands crisscrossed Rachel's chest, then began moving lower.
Even though he knew by now that it would happen, he was stunned at the sight
of his sister caressing his girlfriend's breasts.

Ross caught himself thinking, "Now you, Rach. Rub Monica's breasts." But he
could never say such a thing.

A bubble floated up and landed on Monica's nose. The girls giggled as Rachel
wiped it away, replacing it with a kiss. Ross found himself laughing with
their playfulness.

Monica continued washing Rachel's stomach and hips, then crouched in front of
her and attended to her legs.

"Yes," Ross said softly, not realizing that he had spoken. They both looked
at him and smiled.

"We do requests, too," Monica said, only half-teasing.

Ross saw her head just inches from Rachel's pussy. Both girls noticed he was
staring at Monica. Her smile turned dirty.

"Do you like my 'position', Ross?"

Monica pressed the back of her hand against Rachel's inside ankle, and her
roommate moved her foot to the side of the tub. Monica went on with her
sexual teasing.

"Or, maybe you want me here..." she moved her face closer to Rachel.

"Or here..." Monica's lips were now just an inch away.

"Or here," she said, half-muffled as her mouth covered her roommate's clit.

Ross was jacking strong and fast at this sight.

"OH MONICA!" Rachel groaned as she threw her head back into the shower spray.
She steadied herself with a hand on the wall.

Monica held Rachel's thighs to keep her balance with her face in her friend's
crotch. Rachel felt her give a fast, pulsed sucking to her clit, lips clamped
tightly around it. Monica removed her mouth with a loud smooch.

"Is that something like what you want?" Monica asked, licking her lips.

"Oh, wow!" he gasped, slowing his strokes.

"Ross, honey," Rachel said sweetly, "it's okay. Tell us what you want us to
do."

"Um... well... Monica washed you, so maybe... next you should do her."

Rachel's sweetness turned a little slutty as Monica rose.

"Oh, I'll "do" her... but first shouldn't I wash her?" she finished with
feigned innocence.

Ross gave her a slight smile. He loved how his girlfriend could be sweet and
slutty at the same time.

She gestured for Monica to turn around, then applied some body wash to her
palms. Monica looked back over her shoulder and smiled an invitation.

Rachel pressed her body into Monica's and wrapped her arms around her. Her
hands began to raise a lather on Monica's body as they roamed from her neck
to her crotch. Ross' unspoken wish came true as he watched Rachel fondle his
sister's graceful breasts.

Rachel's tits were pressed into her roommate's back and she moved her body
around, transferring soap from her to Monica. She crept downward like this,
until she was rubbing her chest on Monica's tight ass.

Ross was jacking hard again. But this time he realized that he was completely
aroused at seeing his sister's nude body covered in a sudsy, soapy film.
Patches of bubbles hung below her breasts.

"WAY better than that Playboy," he thought.

Monica was looking down and behind her, making eye contact with Rachel as her
legs and pussy were lathered. She took in a sharp breath as Rachel's finger
found her clit, and then did a quick dip into her cunt.

Rachel rested her cheek on Monica's soapy butt as she slid her finger back up
and in. Monica moaned as Rachel finger-banged her, playing in her box.

"Omigod..." he thought, "she's masturbating her... my, my girlfriend is
masturbating my sister!"

Ross was numb with disbelief. But he wasn't so numb that his own hand stopped
it's action.

Rachel drew her finger out. "Say, Mon," she said running her fingers along
the outside of Monica's labia, "feels like it's time again."

Monica smiled, knowing that this wasn't really true. "Ya think Ross would
want to watch that?"

"Well, I don't know," she said looking over her shoulder at him, "But he
might want to watch what it leads to."

Monica sat on the edge of the tub, resting her back into the corner of the
wall. Rachel grabbed a disposable razor and held it between her teeth as she
lifted Monica's feet to rest on the sides of the tub. Monica's wrists hung
inside her open knees.

There she was. Ross' little sister. Like she was posing for one of Joey's
porn magazines. Ross admired the feminine curvature of her calves and slim
thighs. His eyes went to her wet pussy lips and swollen clit. One of the
nicest pussies Ross had ever seen. Flat, toned abdomen and stomach. And
those perfect breasts.

Ross slowed his hand. But not because seeing Monica didn't turn him on.

"If I cum with Monica like that," he thought, "they'll think I want to...
like... do her, or something."

Yet, once the thought of having sex with Monica entered his mind, it was hard
to push it away, especially as he took in all that happened next.

Rachel knelt in the tub between Monica's widely spread legs. She applied a
bead of body wash to Monica's trimmed pubic hair. Slowly, seductively, she
worked it with her fingertips, until it brought a thick lather.

Both Gellers watched her actions intently.

Rachel "accidentally" brushed her thumb across her roomie's clit. Monica
took a little gasp. Rachel crinkled her nose and gave her a nasty grin. She
created a thick covering of soap all over Monica's genitals.

Monica looked over at Ross, his eyes fixed between her legs. He looked up
and she gave him a little smile, before directing his gaze back down.

Taking the razor from her mouth, Rachel gently glided it over the flesh
between Monica's legs. She made sure that Ross could see everything she was
doing.

The white film was taken away and smooth pale skin remained. Of course, the
girls knew it was all for show. Monica had shaved that morning. But for Ross,
he'd never imagined anything so erotic as his gorgeous girlfriend shaving his
beautiful sister.

Rachel moved the razor down both sides of Monica's mohawk, removing the
imaginary stubble.

Rachel grabbed the shower massager and stretched its long hose to the end of
the tub. She set it on a gentle spray, and rinsed the soap from herself, then
from Monica's body, starting at her chest. Rachel's hand rubbed along her
torso and legs, ensuring that she was clean.

Ross' eyes kept following the stream of water down to between Monica's legs,
staring at his sister's tight pussy and that strip of hair above. He caught
himself jacking hard again, and eased up to keep from cumming too soon.

Rachel crouched between Monica's thighs and washed away the rest of the soap.
Her face was very close.

As the last of the suds was gone, Rachel took the flat of her tongue and
slowly licked the full length of Monica's pussy.

"Ohhhh, RACH!" Ross groaned, obviously pleased.

The girls looked at him and smiled.

"More, Rachel," Monica whispered.

"For Ross... or for you?" Rachel said, looking up at her.

"For both of us," she said sultrily, as she watched Ross masturbating his big
hard dick.

Rachel put her head down and went to work between Monica's legs. She flicked
her tongue on Monica's clitoris.

Ross saw goosebumps raise on Monica's legs and arms, as an uncontrollable
shiver ran through her body. Yet, with steam still floating thickly around
the bathroom, there was no way she could be chilly.

Rachel put her lips around her best friend's clit and sucked gently, while
the tip of her tongue continued to dance on the little fold of flesh.

"YEESSSS!!" Monica moaned.

She began groping her own breast, rubbing her chest and neck. Her finger
hung from her open mouth as she looked at Rachel. One long French-kiss to her
clit.

Ross watched his sister's tits heave gently as she took shallow panting
breaths.

"Yes, do that... oh yes... oh Rach, I like that..."

This spurred her partner on. Monica's hand left her mouth and ran through her
damp dark locks.

Her eyes were closed and she groaned, "Oh god, Rachel.... oh my god... oh...
make me cum... make me cum, Rachel."

Rachel's free hand was at her own crotch, rubbing her clit hard. She wanted
Monica to cum, but she couldn't help touching herself.

Her tongue was shooting in and out of Monica's box. Her partner was moaning
loudly, just the way Rachel liked her.

"OOOOOhh... OHHHHhhhh... MMMMMMMmmm... oh, RAAACH... lick me... lick me
Rach..."

Ross saw the look of ecstasy on his sister's face. He heard her sensual
moaning. And part of him wanted to create that look and those moans.

Ross had been keeping himself right on the verge of ejaculation. He would
masturbate hard and fast until he was almost there, then he'd back off and
slowly stroke himself. Fondling his balls. Thinking about both women sucking
on them. Then he'd start the cycle all over, watching his girlfriend going
down on his sister.

Monica's mouth hung open as she reveled in Rachel's attention.

"I'm so close... I'm so close..." she whimpered.

Rachel stopped frigging herself and pushed the same finger inside her friend.
Her mouth moved up to the swollen clit.

Monica gasped at all the sensations. Hot water flowing over her. Rachel's
warm tongue throbbing on her clit. A finger rubbing deep inside her. Monica
screamed as she came.

"OH! OHHHHHHHH!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!"

She squeezed her tits as Rachel sped up the finger-action. Monica's screams
melded into moans.

"MMMMMmmmm... OOOOhhh... oh, fuck... ohhhh, fuck... oooohhh... ohhhh."

She caught her breath as the orgasm passed.

Monica dropped her feet to the floor of the tub as Rachel rose up to kiss
her.

Ross was trying to recover some composure himself, sensing that the show
wasn't over.

The girls stood giggling, almost as if Ross wasn't there. They replaced the
shower massager and turned the main head back on.

As Rachel helped Monica rinse her back, she asked, "So now what, baby? Do you
want to see her make me cum? Or do YOU want to make me cum?"

Then she paused before saying luridly," OR do you want to make Monica cum?"

"Rachel!" Monica exclaimed, gently slapping her roommate's shoulder,
eliciting a laugh. "Ross doesn't want to fuck his own sister."

Even though deep down he felt otherwise, Ross took the obvious choice.

"I want..." he cleared his throat, "I want to watch Monica, um, lick you...
and stuff."

"Good choice," Rachel winked.

She bent over the open end of the tub, placing her hands on the rim, and
presented herself to Monica. She knelt behind Rachel and gently rubbed her
clit and pussy lips.

Monica smiled at Ross and watched him as she pushed her finger into Rachel,
producing a "mmmmm." She slowly finger-fucked her.

"Oh, yeah... yeah... like that... rub me slowly."

Monica complied, but periodically taunted her with her tongue.

"Oh, don't tease me," she whined, "Just do it. Lick me. Please."

Monica removed her finger and began lapping at Rachel's cunt. Water, beating
down on Rachel's back, splashed off like a second shower on Monica's forehead
and face.

Ross knew Rachel's look. He'd seen it many times before.

"Is... is she good... at, at that?" he asked quietly.

"Oh Ross," Rachel moaned, "she's VERY good at it."

Monica's little smile was hidden, but her eyes told Ross that the complement
was appreciated.

Wet strands of hair clung to Rachel's face. Eyes closed, she groaned her
approval.

"Ohhhh Mon.... OH MONICA! Oh like that... oh yes... yes, yes... MMMMMMMmmm."

Then she looked over at her boyfriend. His dick was dark pink from all the
handling. But it was still very hard. Long. Throbbing. She wanted it.

"Ross, come here," she whimpered. He stood and moved in front of her. "Let me
suck."

Ross put his cock inside Rachel's waiting mouth. She suckled on the head,
softening the sound of her moans.

Monica did something particularly stimulating and Ross heard Rachel groan, as
her eyes rolled back in her head.

He slowly began rocking his hips forward and back, fucking Rachel's mouth.
She encouraged him with a muffled "mh hmm" and sucked each time he pulled
back.

Monica saw this and started to tongue-fuck her with the same rhythm. Brother
and sister, fucking both ends the woman, keeping in perfect sync.

Rachel had never felt this before and her mind took her ever closer to
climax. She whined her excitement at being double-fucked.

Monica reached between Rachel's legs. She groped and caressed her hanging
breast.

"MM! mh hmm... mh hmm..." came from Rachel.

Both could tell that Rachel was getting very close.

"Make her cum, Mon."

The siblings' eyes met and Ross knew that his sister had the same intent as
himself.

With her hands on Rachel's hips, she picked up her pace. Ross held Rachel's
head and matched Monica, thrust for thrust.

Rachel was whining as loudly as her filled mouth would allow. Her body was
tense. Monica could tell that this would be very good.

Rachel's orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Her knees buckled, but Monica
steadied her. Yet she never stopped tonguing her.

Rachel's lips released and she groaned around Ross' cock.

He continued to fuck her mouth, more slowly though. Feeling her tongue
and lower teeth rubbing on the bottom of his shaft. Hearing the unique
semi-covered tone of her sounds. Seeing her brow furrowed in pleasure.

As Rachel's orgasm subsided, she weakly went to her knees in the end of the
tub. Her lips were clamped around Ross's cock to keep it right where she
wanted it.

Monica moved in behind her, snuggling her pussy against Rachel's ass. She
kissed her shoulder and caressed her breasts as Rachel sucked off her
brother.

Rachel removed her mouth, took hold of Ross's cock, and slowly stroked it.

"Wow, big boy, you've lasted a very long time tonight," she said. "I think
you're ready for a little treat."

She gave Ross a couple quick sucks, pushing her lips down around his shaft,
before resuming her strokes.

"Come on, baby... do you want to cum?"

Ross gave a groaned reply.

"Come for me, Ross... come for me... that's it... closer... closer..."

Ross knew that Rachel could be quite nasty when she wanted to, and it's one
of the reasons he loved her.

"Think about tonight... seeing me wash Monica's body... watching me shave
her... lick her... suck her... finger her pussy..."

All those images were clear in Ross's mind.

Monica rested her chin on Rachel's back, watching what was happening. And
getting a little turned on again by Rachel's monologue.

"You liked seeing Monica caress my body, didn't you? Rubbing me... seeing her
kneel in front of me... ready to lick... then watching her with her tongue
inside me... ooo, Ross... it felt so good."

Ross was panting hard, looking down at Rachel and Monica.

"Cum for me, honey... I want it... I want you to cum on my face... can you do
that? Can you cum?"

Ross could only nod. She was jacking him as hard as she saw him doing before.

"Yeah, baby, cum... let me have it... give it to me... all over me..."

Ross let go with a huge climax. He shot a big stream across Rachel's nose and
forehead, and slightly in her hair.

Rachel was still masturbating him furiously, and a large stray spurt of cum
went past her head and landed above Monica's upper lip.

Ross watched as, out of reflex, she licked it into her mouth. Their eyes
locked with a wordless exchange. She looked down and kissed Rachel's shoulder
again, slightly embarrassed, but secretly pleased with the random event.

Ross unloaded more onto Rachel's cheek and lips, before she leaned in to take
the rest in her mouth. She sucked every drop out of Ross and he groaned at
the way her sucking stimulated his spent cock.

When Ross was completely empty, Rachel smiled at him with a cum-adorned face.

"Why don't you wait in my bedroom, sweetie. Maybe we can play more, in a
little while. I'm just gonna wash my face, k?" she said sweetly.

Ross smiled and moved to go, pulling up his pants. Monica stood quickly as he
walked past.

"Wait... Ross..." He turned to her and she pulled him over to kiss him on the
cheek.

Ross was extremely mindful that his semi-rigid cock was pressing into his
sister's stomach. She tried to act unaware of it, smiling at him.

"Thanks, um... for being okay with this."

He smiled back. "Well, you mean the world to me, and I always want you to be
happy."

They stared at each other for a few moments, Monica smiling and Ross
fidgeting.

"I better go so you two can get ready for bed."

That night, Ross and Rachel made love with surprising passion. But his mind
kept drifting to the woman in the other room. Recalling images of her body,
sounds of her moans.

Somehow, Rachel could sense this, and she smiled each time the thought came
to her. She would hold no jealousy toward them, if they ever...

Monica lay naked in her bed. Her fingertips went to the place on her upper
lip. Monica touched where Ross' cum had landed. Wondering if Rachel had
noticed that she didn't wash it away.

She still could taste it. Her tongue repeated the motion of licking it into
her mouth, unconsciously wanting to find a bit more.

Then Monica gently masturbated until she fell asleep, listening to the erotic
sounds through the wall.

    

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