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Friends: Deleted Scenes - The Sex Party (MF,MMF,inc,hand,oral,voy,reluc)
by Dudeman ([email protected])

"There's nothing on TV," Joey said as he tossed the remote control onto the
table. "I'm so bored." The six friends sat in Rachel and Monica's apartment
that evening.

"Yeah, I know," Ross complained, "Even the Discovery Channel sucks tonight."

Rachel was snuggling with him on the couch. She smiled at her geeky boyfriend
as she rubbed his chest.

"Ohh, not just tonight, sweetie," she teased. This got smirks from the
others. "But Joey has a point," she added, "I don't get many evenings off
from the coffee shop, and I'm wasting this one watching TV? Come on. We
need to all do something."

"Oh! Oh! I know!" Phoebe exclaimed, "We should all have sex." Various
objections echoed from around the room. "Well, why not? Why not? You four did
it after that New Year's party... and, and Ross and I weren't even invited."

Monica, sitting on the arm of the chair beside Chandler, explained, "Phoebe,
that was different. We were all a little drunk at the time..."

Joey looked down at his knees. Their little "after-party" had been his idea,
and he wasn't at all drunk. He just saw his chance to have sex with Monica
and Rachel.

She went on, "and besides, you and Ross left the party before it ended, so
it's not like we didn't invite you. You lost out because you just didn't
stay." Monica was pleased with herself in making that point.

"Yeah, I don't think I could get into the whole 'group sex' thing," Ross
offered.

"Oh, you two are such prudes," Phoebe said. "Meet the Gellers... New York's
Two Biggest Tight-asses."

The others laughed as Monica and Ross voiced their objections.

"What? I am NOT a tight-ass," Monica said. Everyone just stared at her.
"Well, not about sex," she clarified.

"And, and I can be pretty wild in bed, too," Ross asserted, "Go ahead, tell
'em, Rach."

"Well, yeah, with me, you are, but with someone else... I'm not so sure."

"No, I could be... I... just... don't think I want to be." His words trailed
off.

Chandler jumped in, choosing his words carefully. "Just for the sake of
argument... if we did do this... what all would be... involved."

Phoebe answered. "Well... masturbation... hand jobs... vaginal..."

The friends looked at each other in disbelief as Phoebe rattled off sex acts
like she was reading the salad dressing list on a menu.

"...cum shots, facials, oral, anal, spanking, whips, chains... ya know,
regular stuff. Whatever you want."

"Okay," Monica said, as she gestured with her finger raised, "No whips... no
chains."

Rachel added, "Yeah, and that whole 'butt thing'... none of that for me
either."

"So, IF... we did do this... how would we... um... start?" Joey asked.

"Oh! I know," Phoebe said excitedly as she got up from the couch, "I have
another great idea."

"You're just full of ideas tonight, aren't you," Ross said flatly.

She came around the back of the couch and purred in his ear in her best
sex-star voice, "Well maybe tonight I'll be full of YOU... lo-ver."

Everyone, including Rachel giggled at his embarrassment.

"You... you'd be okay with this," Ross asked Rachel, "if I had sex with
Phoebe tonight."

She thought a moment. "Well... sure. I mean, it's Phoebe. It's not like
you're out banging some girl I don't know. But, would you be okay with me
having sex with Joey or Chandler?"

He paused, looking at the floor, uncertain. "Um... I don't think it'd bother
me too much."

"I'll try not to show ya up," Joey offered. Ross looked at him with thinly
veiled irritation. Not necessarily at the comment, but that he knew Joey had
to be great sex for any woman.

Chandler broke the tension. "And I'm sure that you have NOTHING to worry
about from me." Monica smiled and rubbed his arm.

Phoebe returned from the kitchen with two small bowls.

"Ooo, yeah... this'll be fun! Okay... I've put slips of paper with our names
in each of the bowls. One bowl for the guys and one bowl for the girls. I'll
draw one name from each, and that couple starts us off."

"So what do the rest of us do?" Chandler asked.

"Well, we will probably watch for a little while, and then as things just
happen naturally... So is everybody going to do this?"

They all agreed, with varying levels of enthusiasm.

"First, the guy's bowl," she said as she drew a name. She read it with
excitement, "ROSS! Ok, you get up and go over there."

"It figures," he complained, as he stood up.

Rachel smiled and patted his butt as he walked away. He stood on the other
side of the coffee table in front of his friends.

"And now... the lucky lady," Phoebe smiled drawing a slip from the second
bowl.

"Please be Rachel, please be Rachel," Ross said to himself.

"MONICA!"

"What?" both Gellers said in unison.

"I am NOT having sex with Ross," Monica objected.

"Oh, come on, Monica," Phoebe encouraged, "it's just us. It's not like anyone
else would find out about it. And besides, those are the rules, and I know
you... you never break the rules of a game."

"Yeah, Monica," Joey said. "The bowls have spoken!"

Rachel sat there, smiling to herself. She knew that, ever since Ross' shower
surprise, they both were secretly aroused by the other.

"Look, guys, I just don't think I could... you know... get turned on by my
little sister."

Monica left the arm of the chair and stepped up to him.

"What, am I not HOT enough for ya?"

She was clearly insulted. Ross laughed nervously, trying to explain.

"Am I too ugly for you?"

"No, Monica, you're beautiful... REALLY!"

"So am I too FAT?"

"No, no, that's not it... that's DEFINITELY not it." He looked to Rachel for
help.

"Hey, you got yourself into this, you get yourself out."

Phoebe helped bail him out. "Well, you don't have to go all the way, if you
don't want to. Just go as far as you feel comfortable, and then we'll switch
around and stuff. Besides, it's not REALLY sex until the guy's in the girl.
The rest is just fooling around."

As if she hadn't heard Phoebe, Monica said firmly, "I can get you turned on,
mister. And I'm going to prove it."

She reached up and kissed Ross hard. At first, he resisted slightly, but
quickly he melted into the passion of her mouth.

"Ross really is a good kisser," Rachel smiled over at Phoebe, pleased that
her boyfriend and roommate were finally doing it.

Their tongues intertwined as Monica's hands felt Ross' back through his
shirt, tracing the muscles that her fingers found.

Phoebe sat back down next to Joey, and Chandler moved from the chair to sit
beside Rachel on the couch.

Ross pulled Monica against himself, with enough force to be very erotic.
She stumbled slightly on her high heels. But with the way Ross held her, she
wouldn't have fallen.

She felt his dick against her lower abdomen. She recalled that feeling a
couple weeks before, after the shower show. But then it was semi-flaccid. Now
it was rock hard.

Rachel was becoming aroused at the scene unfolding. She caressed her neck.
Chandler noticed her licking her lips. They made eye contact.

Without a word, Rachel took his hand and placed it on her leg, guiding it to
touch her thighs.

She wore a short flared miniskirt and black hose. He slowly rubbed her
nylon-covered thigh as she slid a hand under her long-sleeve top. Rachel's
fingertips dipped into the cups of her bra, touching her nipples. But she
quickly unclasped the front so she could rub them.

Chandler's hand caressed the inside of Rachel's thighs, and moved up into her
crotch. His finger pressed into the crevice underneath her tights.

Rachel saw the swelling in his pants, and began rubbing it with her free
hand.

"Isn't this amazing?" she whispered.

Chandler didn't know which was turning him on more; watching Ross and Monica,
or knowing that Rachel was so aroused by them.

Monica was holding Ross' butt, yet allowing her hands to occasionally travel
his back. She pressed her body harder against his erection and subtly moved
back and forth to feel it's firmness.

Ross was still keeping Monica close, but one of his hands roamed around
front. He moved the panel of her black suit jacket and felt the curve of her
breast. She moaned softly in his mouth.

Breaking their kiss for the first time, she placed her chin on his shoulder
and whispered in his ear, "See, told ya I could turn you on."

Of course, he could never tell her that a couple times in the past two weeks,
he had taken one of her photo albums from her apartment, gone home, and
masturbated to pictures of Monica, wanting it to be her hand around his dick.

How, when he and Rachel had oral sex, he'd close his eyes and imagine it was
his little sister.

He couldn't tell her that once, he almost caught himself saying Monica's name
while he made love to Rachel.

He could never tell her those things.

"Maybe some of that could happen tonight," he thought, "depending on how far
Monica is willing to take this."

Ross whispered back, "Monica, you... " He hesitated. "...you've been turning
me on every day for the last two weeks."

Ross' words were all Monica needed to hear. Nervously biting her lower lip,
she undid his belt and pants. Opening the fly, she pulled his cock out of his
boxers, and stroked it.

Joey broke the silence with, "Yeah, baby."

She looked over and smiled. His own dick was exposed and hard. Phoebe was
sitting sideways to face him, slowly masturbating him. Her dress was up
around her waist as Joey rubbed her ass, under her panties.

Ross saw his best friend feeling up his girlfriend. Rachel's hand was down
Chandler's pants. But none of that bothered Ross in the least.

As his little sister was rubbing his dick, he slowly undid her shirt, feeling
the silk around the buttons. He left it tucked into her skirt.

Monica was wearing one of the business suits that she often wore, lately.
Tight, mid-thigh skirt and matching jacket. Demure button-down shirt that was
just loose enough to tease with what she had to offer.

Ross opened Monica's shirt and saw that she was wearing a burgundy and black
bustier. Her tits looked incredible! He was holding her bosom in both hands,
feeling the intricate brocade on the cups

"Um..." he started, then stopped.

"What, Ross?" Monica encouraged softly.

"Are you wearing stockings, too?"

She felt a twinge of nervous energy, realizing that she was arousing her
brother more than she expected.

"Uh huh," she said timidly, looking up at him with such innocence, yet never
pausing her hand job. "You can... um, touch them... I mean, if you want to."

They both wanted that.

Ross put his hand on her thigh, just below the hem of her skirt. He ran it
up, sliding up the garment. His fingertips felt the softness of her black
stockings. Monica loved this attention.

He came to the wide stocking top and his fingers slipped inside it, caressing
Monica's bare leg.

Her eyes now held more desire than nervousness.

Ross' hand moved to between her legs and he caressed any softness he could
find - fabric or skin.

Chandler's jeans were down to the floor and Rachel was jacking his cock as
they watched.

Her pantyhose were bunched around her knees, with her thong mixed in there
somewhere. Her knees were spread as wide as they could go, so Chandler could
rub her wet clit.

The suspense was killing her. She loved it, but she just wanted to see more.

"Come on, Ross," she whispered to herself, "you can do it."

No one heard Rachel, but Ross knew the next move, if Monica didn't stop him.
She read his mind.

"I'm rubbing you, aren't I?"

This gave him the go.

Ross pulled up the front of Monica's tight skirt and slowly slid his hand
into her panties. Her breath was shallow and fast as his fingers glided
across skin, weaved through her trimmed patch, and finally met her clit.

"I'm so wet," she whispered to him, closing her eyes.

Ross rubbed her clit and pussy lips, remembering what they looked like when
she was spread in the shower. Monica gave soft stuttered moans. He wanted
more. He wanted to see her pussy again.

"Take off your jacket."

She obediently followed his direction.

Ross hiked her skirt up over her hips, revealing her stockings, and the
garter straps of her bustier framing her ass cheeks.

"Now lean back against the arm of the chair."

Monica did this, and Ross stood beside her. She looked up at him, wondering
what would happen next as he caressed between her thighs.

Ross pulled her panties to the side. Monica groaned as he gently pushed his
finger up inside of her. She clutched his body and threw her head against his
chest.

"Yes, Ross. Finger me," she begged.

When she had masturbated, she'd imagined his finger inside her. But she never
knew that it would be so much thicker than her own.

Ross held her, an arm around her shoulders, and lovingly kissed her head. She
whimpered and whined, arms wrapped around his waist.

"Yes... yes... please Ross... please, don't stop..."

Her body was trembling. She looked down and watched her brother's hand
banging her pussy. He laid his palm over her landing strip, so he could press
against her clit each time his finger went in.

Monica's legs were tense, and balanced on stiletto heels as her toes were
lifted off the floor. Her garters pulled into her firm flesh. Her legs were
shaking.

"Oh! Oh! Yes! Oh, Ross... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum like this... please
make me cum... please..."

Ross had already decided what he would do the instant she came. He
finger-banged Monica more rapidly, wanting to give his sister, her orgasm.

He loved hearing her moans again, and this time knowing he was making them.

He looked down at her ecstatic face. Eyes closed. Tousled hair, strands of
which draped across her cheek and into her open mouth.

Monica climaxed, and Ross immediately dropped to his knees between her legs.
He shoved his middle finger, knuckle-deep into Monica's wet box. She took a
quick breath, then groaned in rhythm with his hand.

His lips went to her clit and he sucked long and hard. Monica gasped slowly
and deeply, holding her breath as her orgasm took over her body. Silence
gripped the room, then Monica groaned low and loud.

"GAAAAAAWWWWDDD!!!!!"

"WOW!" Phoebe whispered to Joey, "That made me want to finger Monica."

"YEAH, it did," he replied, picturing Phoebe's words in his mind.

Monica was barely coming back to earth.

"Stand up Ross," she panted, still light-headed.

He did this and she immediately fell to her knees, shoving his cock in her
mouth.

"Yeah, give him head, Monica," Joey called out.

Monica was completely oblivious to him.

"Shh, Joey," Phoebe chided him.

"Well then you give me head, woman," he responded.

"Damn! Gladly!" Phoebe's mouth went over Joey's thick rod, as she sucked him
slowly.

Monica's oral services were much more frenzied than Phoebe's. She slathered
Ross' dick with her tongue, and sucked his balls while she stroked him.

Then she plunged her lips over the top again, and down as far as they would
go. She uttered a little "mm... mm... mm..." in time with the bobbing of her
head.

All this was better then Ross had imagined, and his imagination had been
pretty damn good.

He wondered where she learned to give such an expert blow job. But that
didn't concern him. Right now, his cock was in his beautiful sister's mouth,
and that was all that mattered. He lived in these moments like they would
never end.

But all too soon, Monica spoke in the pauses between her sucking.

"We need to stop now... I want to go farther... but we can't..."

She sounded truly disappointed, and Ross knew that he was.

"No, you're right," he said grudgingly.

He pulled his dick out of Monica's mouth, but her lips followed for one last
suck. Then she looked up at him and smiled.

"Thank you," she said softly.

Ross went over to the couch.

"Um, Chandler," he said, gently. His meaning was clear.

"Oh no, no, that's fine. She's all yours," he smiled.

Rachel stood and started to undress Ross.

"Oh god, Ross! That was so HOT! I'm as SOOOO horny!"

He took off her top and bra, then removed the hose from her legs, stripping
his girlfriend bare.

"Lick me, Ross," Rachel said with total lust in her voice.

Ross laid down on the floor in front of the couch and Rachel knelt over his
face. She lowered her pussy and Ross dove in, holding her ass.

"Oh yes!" she groaned.

Chandler masturbated as he watched them. Rachel looked at him, passionately.

"Are you gonna let me have that?" she asked.

Chandler had been wanting his cock in Rachel's mouth for the past 20 minutes.
The decision was obvious. He stood over her. Rachel looked up, mouth open and
inviting.

"Put it in," she whispered.

He gave it to her, and was compensated with hot wet sucking.

Phoebe pulled her mouth off Joey's dick.

"Fuck me, Joey Tribbiani," she said.

They stood and her dress was quickly on the floor. They moved to the front of
the coffee table, and Monica helped Phoebe undress their friend.

Phoebe bent over and put her mouth on Joey's head as Monica stroked his
shaft. Then Phoebe took over, with Monica cupping his balls and fondling
them.

Both Joey and Phoebe were quickly beyond the need for foreplay. She pulled
off her panties and went to her back on the floor.

As Joey knelt between her thighs, Monica ran her hands all over Joey's body.
She longed for skin-on-skin.

Monica slid her skirt over her slim hips and dropped it to the floor. She
began pulling off her shirt, and saw Chandler looking at her, stroking as
Rachel sucked him. She decided to tease him a bit.

She unclasped the garters from her stockings, while maintaining eye contact.
Chandler smiled and nodded. Then she threaded her thumbs under the strings of
her panties and slowly peeled them down, taking them to the floor.

Monica watched Chandler's jaw drop as she opened her lingerie with a sultry
look. The garment fell behind her.

She put her foot up on the chair and started to roll one stocking down her
thigh, but Chandler shook his head. She smiled. She wanted them to stay on,
too.

Crouching behind Joey, Monica wrapped her arms around him and cuddled in,
feeling her spread pussy lips rubbing on his body.

Ross' still hard dick was pointing up as he lay on the floor, eating Rachel.
Phoebe caught her staring.

"Monica," Phoebe said softly as Joey continued to fuck her, "you can do it,
you know. If you want it, do it."

Monica thought for a minute, looking at her brother's cock.

Then she crawled over and squatted above it, so her stockings wouldn't touch
him. She didn't want him to know it was her. Not just yet.

Ross simply felt fingers on his dick, then a tight wet pussy sliding down
onto it.

"Mmmm, Phoebe," Ross said into Rachel's cunt.

Monica fucked it up and down as she squatted. She placed her hand on her
roommate's back to keep her balance.

Chandler was watching all this. He touched Rachel's cheek, and then pointed
behind her, without uttering a word. She looked over her shoulder and saw
that it was Monica. Rachel smiled.

She stood up, and Ross opened his eyes to see his little sister, paused in
mid stroke. His hard cock was spreading her lips. The first few inches were
up inside her.

"Mon..." he started to say.

"No, Ross," she silenced him with fingers on his mouth.

Then Monica brought her knees under her, rested her hands on his chest, and
started doing Ross with the passion she had put into his blow job. Consuming
desire on her face. Small ass bucking up and down as she fucked him.

Rachel kissed Chandler, as they stood near Ross and Monica.

"Looks like it's me and you," she smiled.

He sat on the couch, and she did him Reverse Cowgirl so they both could watch
the Feature Couple.

Rachel's naked ass was grinding against Chandler's stomach as she tried to
drive as much cock into herself as she could.

Chandler reached around and caressed her thighs and stomach. One hand grabbed
her tit, while the other rubbed her clit.

"Mmmm, yeah, Chandler... grope my body... make me want to fuck you."

He kissed her back and shoulder as his hands rubbed and stimulated her. He
squeezed her breast and gently pinched her hard nipple.

"Yeah, baby... squeeze it," Rachel moaned.

She leaned forward and put her hands on Chandler's knees as she began riding
her cowboy.

As soon as Monica left Joey and Phoebe, he had been giving his partner a
play-by-play as they fucked. He was holding Phoebe's ankles, pushing her
spread knees back to her shoulders, to get the maximum penetration. He
spoke quietly.

"She just crawled over to him. I tell ya Pheebs, Monica's got one fine ass on
her. I'd like to get me some o' that."

He thrust even deeper into Phoebe, as if to accent his desire.

She was groaning, "Oh yeah, Joey... tell me more..."

"She slid onto his dick. She's kind of squatting there, rubbing her pussy up
and down on it. YEAH, baby... fuck him."

Phoebe tried to move her head to see, but she was in a bad position.

"I want to watch too," she whined. "Do me from behind, Joey."

Joey pulled out and Phoebe turned over on her hands and knees. Joey went back
in her and started fucking her doggy-style.

In all this, Monica and Ross seemed unaware, or maybe they just didn't care,
that they were the center of attraction.

Monica was leaning forward now, hands on the floor beside his head. She
panting and moaning as she fucked back onto him.

Ross grunted each time his dick met the upper wall of Monica's pussy. His
sister was so hot, so wet, and so tight. His cock filled her completely.

Monica's hair curtained her face. Everyone could hear her moans, but her look
of ecstasy was only for Ross.

She bent all the way down to kiss him. Her tongue probed every part of Ross'
mouth.

She pressed her breasts into his chest. He felt her hard nipples. Monica
wiggled her little ass from side to side, making his dick wag inside of her.

"Fuck him, Monica... fuck him good and hard," Rachel grunted through gritted
teeth. "Oh, Chandler, yeah... do me... do my pussy."

Chandler was firmly holding her tits as she moved up and down. He gave a
gentle squeeze to them every time Rachel plunged herself down on his cock.
Her nipples responded positively.

"Does she feel good, sweetie?" Rachel asked her boyfriend, as she panted.
"Does Monica feel good?"

Ross groaned the affirmative.

Monica's head was down on his shoulder. He held her in a tight, almost
protective, embrace. One hand on the back of her head and the other arm
wrapped around her petite body.

He began driving his dick up and into her, and was rewarded with Monica's
high pitched, "OH! OH!!"

"That's it, do her" Rachel continued, "fuck that tight little body... make
her cum... let me hear her cum."

Rachel was groaning deeply. She ran her hands through her shoulder-length
brown hair.

"Oh, this is so GOOD!" Rachel said, almost to herself.

"Shit, Joey... I'm so close," Phoebe moaned.

"Yeah? You close? You wanna cum? Well, I'm gonna make you cum, Pheebs...
Joey's gonna make you cum hard."

He was driving deep inside her, pounding his thighs against the backs of her
legs.

"Harder... HARDER!!! HAR...AAAAAAWWWWW!!" She screamed expletives, throwing
her head around, as she climaxed. "FUCKIN'... YES!... Fuck it... FUCK IT!
GODDAMM IT, JOEY, FUCK ME!"

Joey kept screwing Phoebe as her orgasm subsided, trying his best not to cum.
But he couldn't hold off any more.

He quickly pulled out, just as he started to shoot. He jacked his hard wet
dick, and sprayed his goo all over Phoebe's back and ass.

"Yeah, that's it... cum on me, you dirty fucker!"

Everyone knew Phoebe was good for some nasty sex, and Joey loved every minute
of it.

Monica sat up, and leaned back to grab the 3" heels of her shoes. She held
them tightly, with her head up, as she rocked forward and back on Ross'
member. Then she resumed fucking his rod up and down, gradually increasing
her energy.

Soon Monica was fully bouncing on Ross, forcefully thrusting him deep inside
herself. With each cycle, she pulled far enough off his cock that the ridge
of his head was just outside her labia, then she drove her pussy down onto
it. She made her brother's cock penetrate her over and over again.

Her full breasts bounced, which was an extremely arousing sight to Ross.

His hands caressed her thighs, feeling her stockings, then her skin. He
wrapped them around her hips to her ass. He moved upward, running his fingers
along Monica's taut stomach and abdomen.

Then those breasts! Ross fondled them as they moved up and down. She opened
her eyes, and wordless messages were exchanged.

Rachel's face was contorted in pleasure, and she was making low groans,
almost like the growling of an animal, as she fucked Chandler. Her hands were
tightly gripping the front edge of the couch, between their legs.

"MMMM... MMMM..." she breathed heavily.

She was trying still to watch Ross and Monica, but the room was swirling
around her as her orgasm was teasingly close. She wanted it. She wanted to
cum, and Chandler's dick was the thing that would bring her.

Suddenly, Rachel went over the edge. She groaned deeply, and ground her cunt
hard against Chandler. She wanted to rub his hard rod against her G-spot,
over and over. This sent tingles shooting through her body each time it
touched that most sensitive area.

Only as she came back down, did she realize that Chandler hadn't cum yet. She
looked over her shoulder at him.

"How do you want to cum, Chandler?" she said with desire in her eyes,
catching her breath.

"Suck me off, Rach."

She only smiled, pulled off him and turned around. She sat next to him and
stroked his rod. He kissed her.

Then Rachel went to all fours on the couch. Without hesitation, she filled
her small mouth with Chandler's cock.

Her long hair fell across his naked lap. He moved it, so he could watch his
dick slide in and out of Rachel's lips.

But quickly, he realized that Monica and Ross was even more enticing than
watching a beautiful woman give you head.

The sights, the sounds, and Rachel's sensations brought him closer.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he gave a groaned warning.

Rachel just kept on sucking. This told him where she wanted him to cum.

He panted and clenched his teeth as he held the back of Rachel's head. Then
he groaned and pushed her head down.

Rachel felt his dick go almost to the back of her throat, and hot cum fill
her mouth. She gagged slightly, but quickly swallowed and sucked him to
encourage even more jizz. He held her head and bucked his hips, fucking
Rachel's mouth as he finished releasing his cum into it.

Ross sat up, joining his body to Monica's. She let go of her heels, brought
her legs forward, and wrapped them around his hips.

Ross lifted his knees up slightly, cradling Monica in the crook between his
stomach and thighs. He hugged her tight and she clutched his neck, holding
his head to her chest.

The only discernible movement was a small rocking in their hips. But it was
incredible to Monica. She had never fucked in this position before, and never
knew how much her vagina and clit could be stimulated at once from such a
simple thing.

The hair of Ross' chest brushed her sensitive nipples, causing a groan to
pass her open lips.

For these intimate minutes, they ceased being brother and sister, or even
friends. They fucked as lovers.

"Oh god, Ross," Monica moaned. "Yes... oh fuck me... oh fuck me, Ross..."

Their eyes were closed, and they knew of no one else in the room.

"I'm gonna cum again," she said in a barely audible whisper. "I'm gonna cum."

They continued rocking each other, bringing each other closer to euphoria.

Monica gave a long whine as her orgasm swelled. Her legs clamped around Ross'
body. It wasn't a climax that would cause screaming or groaning. But somehow
it was much more intense than that.

All she could utter was soft moans, whines, and whimpers. Her body would
allow nothing else. It felt as if every part of her, from head to toes, was
cumming at once.

"Please... please..." she whined. "yes... yes..."

She never wanted it to end. But it slowly began to fade, and she whispered to
Ross, "Can you cum like this?"

"Yes," he moaned. "But do you want me to cum in you?"

She was on the pill and knew she wouldn't get pregnant. But mostly, she just
wanted to feel hot cum shooting into her.

"Yes," she gave a shaky nod, swallowing hard. "Cum in me... I want you to."

They kept the same slight rocking motion and Ross felt his dick swell larger.
Monica felt it too.

"I want you to cum inside me, Ross... you can do it... I want you to do it."

Ross groaned as he climaxed. Monica gasped as his hot cum filled her pussy.

"Cum, baby," she moaned, "cum inside me."

He placed his mouth over her perfect breast and gently sucked her nipple.

"Yeah, that's it... cum, Ross... cum in your little sister," she whispered,
"...cum as much as you can."

They slowly stopped rocking, and became aware that all eyes were on them.
They laughed self-consciously.

"Okay, you guys, that was the most erotic thing I have ever seen," Rachel
said.

"Yeah, you two should do porn or something," Joey added. Ross thanked them,
hesitantly.

"Well, I need to take a shower," Phoebe said, as she stood and walked to the
bathroom. "Care to join me Chandler?" The sex goddess voice was back. "I
might need some... help..."

He jumped up and ran to follow her, as the others laughed.

"Well, I'm ready for an 'ass'," said Joey.

"A what?" Monica questioned.

"An 'ASS' You know, an "After Sex Snack'. I'll go get pizza and beer for all
of us. Wanna go with me, Rach?"

"Yeah, sure," she replied, and they quickly dressed.

"Hey Rachel, can you throw me a towel?" Monica said.

Rachel brought her a towel, giving her a peck on the cheek. She passionately
kissed Ross before they left.

Monica crawled off Ross, using the towel on herself, then wiping his cock.

She went to her room to toss the towel in her clothes hamper, and returned
wearing a short red silk robe. She had removed her shoes, but still wore her
stockings. She noticed Ross looking at them.

"They make me feel sexy," she smiled, shyly.

Ross was sitting in his boxers on the couch and Monica curled up next to him.
It now seemed the most natural thing for them to sit together, almost naked.

Ross grabbed a piece of paper from one of the bowls and looked at it.

"Hey," he exclaimed, grabbing the last slip. "My name was on all of them."

Then he look in the other bowl.

"And both of these say 'Monica'. Phoebe set us up!"

Monica laughed, "That little bitch."

Ross sat back and they shared the humor of the situation.

"Funny, it wasn't even very weird having everyone watching us," she
commented.

Ross thought for a second. "Well, there came a point when, um, you were the
only one I was thinking about." He laughed nervously.

"Awww, that's sweet," she smiled brushing her fingers through his hair.

Moments passed, then Ross said, "Um, Monica... you know we can't do that
again."

She paused, then answered with some disappointment, "I... I know... But it
sure was good, I mean, for me at least... it was REALLY good."

"Oh, no, I know... yeah... I know what you mean. It was... amazing. But that
was just tonight. It can never happen again."

Silence again joined them.

"Ya know," Monica said hesitantly, "Um... Joey and Rachel will be gone at
least a half-hour..."

They heard Phoebe's moans emanating from the bathroom. "...and I'd say the
shower action is nowhere near finished... I'm just saying, wondering really,
if 'NEVER' could start in the morning."

Ross looked in her eyes, recognizing her meaning. He hooked a finger in the
loosely tied belt of her robe, and slowly pulled. The ends separated and
Monica's breasts were revealed. Her nipples were already hard.

Her hand went to the bulge forming in his underwear. She seductively rubbed
it to life again. Ross cleared his throat.

"Well, I did say that we shouldn't do it anymore 'after tonight'."

Monica took out his dick through the opening in the front of his boxers. She
stroked the soft skin with her soft hand.

They kissed as Monica swung her leg over and straddled Ross. She eased down
onto him and felt his thick, hard rod spread her lips and fill her pussy.

Ross took her supple breasts in his hands, and brought one to his mouth.

They savored those first moments of sex, as Monica slowly moved her body to
give her brother the best fuck of his life... since they would never do this
again, after tonight.

Yet somehow, they both knew that 'NEVER' would always be open to
rescheduling.

    

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