Monica and Rachel had a mutual friend who was getting married in Vermont. Monica, naturally, planned the trip, and found an adorable Bed & Breakfast with adjoining rooms. It would be so romantic! So much fun! The girls pictured the weekend like a girls' slumber party, except that, instead of dreaming what it would be like to be with a man, they would actually be with men.
In keeping with tradition, Monica and Rachel got drunk at the wedding. Sitting at their table, Monica reached over to stroke Chandler's cock through his pants. Chandler struggled to maintain an even temperament. He repeatedly lost track of the conversation he was having with one of the other guests.
Meanwhile, Rachel mauled Ross. She sat on his lap, smothering him with open-mouthed kisses. Rachel was making a spectacle of herself. Ross noticed a lot of people watching her antics. Since neither Ross nor Chandler had any real connection with the bride, they agreed to try to get their girlfriends back to the B&B. The two men had to support the girls while walking to their car.
Upon reaching the B&B, the guys laid the girls on their respective beds. While the men showered, Rachel staggered into Monica's room and made naughty plans. When Ross and Chandler were done showering, the girls darkened their rooms, tucked the boys into bed, and promised to be out in a jiffy.
Finished with her shower, Monica said to Chandler, "Honey, I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to get a candle, in case we need more light in here." She slipped out into the darkened hallway, where she met Rachel, who had just given Ross the same excuse. Giggling, the pair went downstairs and pilfered a couple of candlesticks. Returning to their rooms, they kissed each other good night, and slipped into each other's rooms. What a great trick to play on the guys!
In fond remembrance of their previous experience sharing a B&B room, the couples had agreed to leave the adjoining door open.
Monica felt her way to the bed in which her brother slept, slipped out of her bathrobe, and pulled back the sheets. Ross was either asleep, or nearly so. Monica's thoughts were addled with alcohol, "This is going to be great!" She had to feel for his cock. Finding it semi-erect, Monica noticed immediately that it was significantly larger than Chandler's. She bent down and began to suck him gently.
Ross rose to full consciousness in a few seconds. The feeling was incredible. He and Chandler had had a few drinks themselves, and Ross's discernment was at a low point. He moaned, "Oh, yeah, honey! Yes. I love you, dear." He remained laid out on his back, his head resting on the pillow, and staring into the inky darkness. Monica was blowing him clumsily. He attributed the unfamiliar feel of the blowjob to Rachel's drunkenness.
In the meantime, Rachel disrobed, and crept up to Chandler, who was not asleep. When he heard her approach, he threw back the covers to welcome Monica into bed. Chandler said, softly, "Come to bed, Monica. I love you." Rachel mumbled in response, and reached out for Chandler's cock. She knew that, once she had her mouth on his cock, she could not be expected to speak. Rachel had to feel around Chandler's groin and legs to find his penis, which was retracted. She bent over and licked the head. She continued to lick it as she maneuvered herself onto the bed, over his legs.
His cock grew into her mouth, until she had him deepthroated. She sucked, but lost her concentration several times, even to the point of nearly falling asleep. Chandler said, "Honey, if you're going to suck, take it seriously, please." Chandler gently lay one hand on the back of her head. He loved the feel of her head rustling under his hand as she blew him. Rachel's drunk head was not as good as Monica's sober head, but he chose not to look a gift whore in the mouth.
Monica could not deepthroat her well-hung brother. He grew frustrated, and put his hands over her ears to gently pull her head to his groin. Her hair felt odd, but Ross was more concerned about the blowjob. He murmured, "C'mon, Rachel. I want you to have all of it when I come." Monica tried, but gagged. Ross heard voices in the other room, and said, "Hey, Chandler, best girlfriend in the world giving me head."
Chandler fired back, "Actually, Ross, the most beautiful woman alive is busy giving me head at this moment." The two men chuckled happily. Chandler said, "I'm about to come! Suck it, Monica!" Chandler grimaced and gasped when he propelled his first load of cum into Rachel Greene's mouth. Moments later, Ross ejaculated into his sister's welcoming mouth.
Rachel and Monica had not worked out in advance how they would switch rooms after the fellatio. Rachel prudently got to her feet and headed for the doorway. Monica wondered what it would be like to get speared by her brother's cock, so she recklessly climbed atop him and impaled herself. Monica moaned, "God, it's so big!" Suddenly, the jig was up. Chandler turned on the reading lamp next to the bed. He saw a nude Rachel in his room. He rushed, nude, to the other room, where Ross was turning on his own reading lamp.
All four of them froze for several moments. The men were dumbfounded. Monica responded to primal urges, and resumed gently riding Ross's cock. Chandler, mouth open, watched her for a few moments. Rachel came up behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder and leaning her body against his. Without anyone speaking a word, a temporary truce was enacted. Chandler turned. He took Rachel by the shoulders and turned her around. He pushed her gently toward the bed.
Rachel knew that they had been caught red-handed, and that there would be consequences. She would accept whatever Chandler did. She lay on the bed, on her back, and he mounted her. With the reading lamp on, Chandler stared into Rachel's face as he fucked her as he had so often dreamed. He saw Rachel's head slide on the pillow to the tune of his thrusts. He realized an eight-year ambition by pouring sperm into her pussy.
Ross could not refuse Monica at that moment. It felt too good, and he was too aroused to reject her. She rode him with determination. They looked into one another's faces. Ross came, squirting his semen directly upward, into Monica's womanhood. When she felt his cock cease pulsing inside her, she climbed off.
Each of the four solemnly donned their matching robes, provided by the B&B. Chandler and Rachel slowly walked into the room occupied by Monica and Ross. Ross and Rachel sat on the bed, holding hands. Chandler and Monica pushed two chairs together, and also held hands. The shock of what had happened had sobered them up. No one spoke for a while. Monica took the lead, "Guys, we got very drunk, and we thought that we would play a trick on you both. It got out of hand."
Ross held Rachel's hand closely, and said, "I think, I hope, that I can forgive you, Rachel. We could pretend it never happened."
Three pairs of eyes rested on Chandler, "I suppose I am expected to say much the same thing. I don't know if I honestly can. I'm jealous." He looked at Monica.
Monica said, "Oh, Chandler, I wish I could take this all back, but I can't. I love you, and I want you to be the father of my children. This was a terrible mistake."
Chandler's penchant for sarcasm still lived inside him, "Well, Monica, in fairness to Rachel, I wouldn't call it 'terrible.' Quite the reverse."
The four smiled at that. Monica said, "Dear, I don't blame you for enjoying Rachel. She's beautiful, and wonderful. You did enjoy it, didn't you?"
After a pause, Chandler exclaimed, "You're goddamned right I did!" All four laughed at the reference.
Rachel sensed a way out of the mess, "You know, this could be something like the last time we shared a B&B. What happens in New England, stays in New England." The others nodded in agreement. Rachel said, "That's it. That's the answer. We got a little crazy in the countryside, but it doesn't affect our lives together."
Chandler was adamant, "It is clearly understood, that this agreement is between the four of us, and never anyone else." Everyone agreed. "When we're traveling, our rules are relaxed, right?" More nods. "We've gone outside our comfort zone twice now...."
Monica said, "If it were to happen a third time...."
Ross ventured, "Or, a fourth...."
Rachel said, "Then it's decided. We use these little excursions to draw outside the lines, just the four of us. Okay?"
Everyone said, "Okay."
After another pause, Chandler said, "What about the rest of tonight?" The four looked to one another. Rachel rose, kissed Ross on the cheek, and walked to Chandler's room. Monica kissed Chandler on the cheek, and headed for her brother's bed.
