A story involving the characters of 'Friends'
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Rachel sat in the living room of hers and Monica's apartment. On a whim, she'd flicked on the porn channel, largely because there was nothing else on, but also because she knew Monica was on a date. The fact that Monica was going to be getting sex, and that she'd be missing out on it was deeply troubling.
On the screen, an enthusiastic young blonde was giving head to a burly looking hairy man. It wasn't the best porn Rachel had ever seen, but nevertheless she found herself becoming wet below her tight woman's briefs. This was all she was wearing except for an even tighter fitting tank top. She figured that if she was going to be alone, she might as well dress in a relaxed fashion.
As the girl on the screen reached her hand into her panties, and began to moan into the burly man's cock, Rachel followed suit and began exploring below her skimpy pink shorts.
She moaned dramatically and tilted her head backwards, with pleasure. Out of the corner of her eye, to her shock, she saw a figure. The apartment block lay opposite another, from which you can see into all of the rooms. And to her disgust, she noticed their usual sight of the ugly naked guy. Only this time he'd seen her too. He had a raging hard-on and was stroking it ferociously whilst watching her masturbate. Her seeing him only seemed to make him more enthusiastic - clearly he couldn't see the look of anger on her face.
In her disgust, she retreated to her room, flustered. She made a display of it for some reason, as though her hatred might make him feel bad. Somehow she knew that he had plenty of ammunition to finish himself off anyway. The melodrama of it all probably made it look like she'd already came, and rather enthusiastically too.
"Lucky he didn't have a camera," she said aloud.
As she lay down on her bed, she couldn't deny that she'd become even wetter as a consequence of the experience. It had actually made her horny!
Her hand plunged once more into her panties to abate the throbbing she was experiencing. She found that she actually couldn't get the image of his cock out of her head. It had been quite a big one.
"At least 7 inches", she reflected lustily.
She wondered how she'd never noticed that before.
"He's never been horny before, I guess," she surmised.
Then a crash and footsteps sounded from the hallway. Before Rachel could even remove her hand, Monica had burst into her room, with her hands over her eyes, sobbing.
In a panic she withdrew her hand, realising that there was nothing she could do about the wet patch on her panties or her hard nipples. Monica removed her hands to reveal red eyes. Her shirt was only half on, over her shoulder, as though she'd thrown it on in a hurry. She was wearing no bra either.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"It was Tony," Monica replied.
Rachel extended her arms, "come here'" she said. Monica joined her on the bed, and hugged her whilst sniffling onto her shoulder.
"There there," said Rachel. "Come on, tell me what happened"
"We were," Monica paused. "We were having sex and he-"
"What. What did he do?"
"He just finished," Monica said. "Left me and said I had to go"
"What a bastard"
"I know. He said he had work or something. I didn't even get to...you know. I begged but he wouldn't"
