Once inside Ross's apartment, Rachel made herself at home, while Ross fussed about aimlessly. His apartment, as always, was immaculate. She looked at him across the living room and asked, "Nervous?"
"Yes, a little" he admitted, "you?"
Rachel smiled proudly, and said, "Not at all."
They stepped toward one another and embraced. She held his face in her hands, and said, tenderly, "Ross, enjoy this. Let it all go. Don't hold back. I want to feel all the passion, the anticipation, the fantasies, and the frustrations that you have had for ten years." She led him into the bedroom, and they laughingly undressed each other.
When he was in boxer shorts and she was in bra and panties, they paused. She took a step back, and they faced one another as if it were an old western shootout. He carefully pulled his shorts down over his erection. Rachel's eyes widened, she cocked her head, and said, "Really!? Ross, I never knew."
"What, that I was circumcised?"
She rolled her eyes, "No, Ross, I figured that, since you had a bar mitzvah, you probably had a bris, as well. I'm not talking about what is missing, but about what remains." Her tone was appreciative. He smiled, and she seductively removed her bra and panties. They laughed, and went to opposite sides of the bed. They climbed in under the covers and met in the middle.
They kissed one another all over, their hands roaming. Ross began to kiss his way down her throat. She stopped him, "Later, Ross. Me first." She disappeared under the sheets. He lay on his back, and positioned two pillows under his head so he could watch her work. She threw off the covers when she reached her destination. Facing it, she said, "That's a full meal." She gulped.
She began by running her tongue along the underside, from the base to the tip. She kissed the head all over. Then, she wrapped her lips around the head and licked it. Ross moaned with pleasure. She chuckled without opening her mouth, and began to ingest his cock. He was in ecstasy. She took almost all of it into her mouth, until she started to gag. His cockhead had tickled her uvula and she was unable to overcome the gag reflex. She licked and sucked her way back to the head, and pulled off, with her lips washing the head.
She climbed back up to him, and said, "I don't want to set you off now, dear. Not for our first time." He nodded eagerly. It was her turn to lay back while he descended to her nether region. Her eyes bulge the moment his tongue found her clitoris. He flicked his tongue rapidly over it. Rachel had long wondered what Ross's skill level in bed was. His wife, after all, had come to realize that she was a lesbian. Rachel was unsure of what kind of sex life the two had shared.
She moaned, "Oh, God! Oh, my God!" To herself, Rachel said, "Thank you, Carol! You have taught him well. It makes sense that a lesbian would know the right way to munch carpet." Rachel writhed about in ecstasy. Her thighs were on either side of his head. He grabbed her thighs with his hands to hold her pelvis still enough for him to work. Rachel gradually lost control of herself. She moaned, tossed her head about, and grabbed his hair with both hands. Finally, she convulsed, arching her back, and emitting a strained squeak in a glorious orgasm.
When it was over, she gently pushed his head away to signal that she was done. Ross kept licking her clit in defiance of her signals. She pleaded, "No! Stop! Stop!" She was lost between a cry and a laugh. She tightened her thighs around his head and pushed hard with her hands to detach him. Laughing uncontrollably, she eventually wrested her pussy off of his mouth.
She fell on her side, recovering. Ross said, "I'll get some wine." When he returned with two glasses, they both rinsed out their mouths and kissed.
Rachel said, in a smoldering voice, "Let's find you a place to bury that thing." She seductively slid onto her back, her head on the pillows. She raised her knees, and he got up on his knees below her. They smiled at one another as he parted her knees. She opened up invitingly.
Rachel was mesmerized by his large cock. It bobbed up and down visibly with his heartbeat. He walked his hands up her sides, and mounted her. She took him in one hand and directed his cockhead to the entrance of her vagina. She was well-lubricated from the cunnilingus. He pushed a little, and established himself at her entrance. Rachel withdrew her hand.
They looked into each other's' eyes while he entered her. He pushed in gradually, and nothing happened. Rachel smiled at his surprised look. His cock was bigger than she had imagined, and now her pussy seemed to be smaller than he had expected. Rachel, in fact, was clenching her muscles to make herself tighter. She was good at it, and he was caught by surprise.
Uncertainly, he pushed harder, and the head of his cock popped inside. They both gasped. He pushed again, and made no progress. He was afraid he was hurting her, and he looked at her uncertainly. She once again held his face in her hands, and encouraged him, "Ross, that is your nail. Hammer it in!"
He swallowed, and put more weight behind his cock. Suddenly, he overcame the resistance and a couple of inches slid in abruptly. He looked at her with alarm. She responded with a smile and a nod. He continued to put his weight behind it, and gradually worked his cock all the way in. When their groins met, and he was buried inside her, they looked onto one another's eyes momentarily. She cried, "You got me!" His face contorted, and he said, "I'm going to come."
She said, urgently, "Pour it on!"
