I
After a fire destroyed their apartment, Rachel and Phoebe needed a place to stay. At first, Rachel stayed with Monica, Phoebe with Joey. But when the fire inspector declared that it was Rachel's hair straightener that started the fire, they traded places.
"Here is a batch of freshly baked cookies for my new guest," Monica said.
"Thanks, Mon, I'll put them here and eat some later."
"Phoebe, you can't eat in the bedroom!"
"Where can I eat them, then?"
"Over the sink, of course!"
"OK, how...fun..."
Meanwhile at Joey's, Rachel was having the time of her life. Eating spaghetti, spilling spaghetti, and throwing paper wads at the entertainment center.
"Oh my god, I never thought someone could live like this," she exclaimed, "Joey...Joey...Joey...stop staring at my chest."
"I'm sorry, but you have nice tits."
"Yeah, I do, don't I. I never did not like them. I mean look at them, they're magnificent," she boasted.
"Take off your shirt and give me a peak."
"Joey! No!"
"You let Ross see them."
"We were dating."
"C'mon," he said, winking at her.
With all this attention on her tits, her nipples started to get even harder than they already were, and her pussy began to get a little wet.
"I'm not going to show you my tits, but I will take off my bra."
"Deal"
Rachel reached into her shirt and removed her bra without taking off her shirt.
"I just don't know how you women do that! It's like magic!"
Even braless, Rachel's tits didn't sag an inch. And now, her nipples protruded even further through her shirt.
"There, happy?"
"And how!"
Joey had always had a crush on Rachel, and never turned down an opportunity to gawk at her breasts and hard nipples.
He always wondered what she was like in bed. He knew she was a pretty big slut, judging from all the guys she fucked, and he figured once she got a little Joey love, she would cum like she never came before.
He already knew what she sounds like when she cums, because the night before he brought an extra home from the set, and while he was fucking her, he heard the distinct sound of moaning coming from her room.
And he heard correctly. Listening to the moans and groans of the woman as Joey's body slapped into hers as he was drilling her pussy, Rachel took off all her clothes, pressed her ear against the thin wall and was fingering herself.
She knew he had a big meaty prick because Ross told her he saw Joey naked at the gym, and he said it hung low and was pretty wide.
"You like that do you?" she teased Ross.
"Uh, no..." he said sheepishly.
"I think you do, I think you want some of that. I know if we weren't together I would put that cock to good use."
Ross gulped.
"I would stick it in my mouth. Swirl my tongue around it. Lick it up. And down."
Ross felt an erection coming on.
"You mean to tell me, if Joey was standing here naked, right here, right now, you wouldn't take that log of his and put it as far in your mouth as you could. Really?"
Ross loves when Rachel talks dirty. Especially when they were fucking. His favorite was when she would tell him how when she lived with Monica, Monica would purposely leave the bathroom door open when she was taking a shower just so her best friend could watch play with her tits and press the showerhead against her cunt.
But he wasn't sure of this.
"Maybe..."
She heard the muffled sound of Joey asking the woman to go down on him. She grabbed her clit with three fingers as she heard the woman slurping up Joey's cock.
Standing next to the wall wasn't doing it for her. So she slid down the wall and sat down to listen. She reached over to her nightstand and grabbed her dildo and slammed it in her mouth fantasizing it was Joey's cock she was sucking.
She was twisting her rock hard nipples and banging her pussy with the dido to the sound of the headboard banging against the wall.
Joey continued his assault on her pussy because he wanted her to scream so Rachel could hear.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh," the woman screamed.
"Oh god," Rachel said under her breath.
"I'm gonna cumming, baby," Joey growled, "Can I cum into your dirty, filthy, cunt of yours, baby?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Rachel whispered.
"Fuck my cunt, fuck it with gorgeous cock of yours, please," the woman yelled.
"I'm cummmmmmmming," Joey purposely yelled
Rachel was ramming her dildo into her pussy at a rate no man could ever achieve.
"I'm cummmmmming with you, Joey!"
She put her hand on her mouth as her pussy made a puddle on the floor.
"So," Joey said, "How about giving them a little squeeze for Joey, huh?"
"Alright, but just this one time, and you can't tell anyone about it!"
"Not if I tried."
Rachel sat straight up, pushed her breasts forward, took her hands and cupped her tits from the bottom, then slowly and seductively ran them over her nipples to give them a good a squeeze, then she crushed her tits together that made her nipples bulge.
"There, satisfied?"
"I will be as soon as I'm in my room tonight."
"Phoebe!" Monica shouted, "Crumbs, crumbs on my guest room bed?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I need to live in a world where I can spill! I've got to go, I'm playing at the coffee house in a few minutes."
Phoebe grabbed her guitar case and walked out of Monica's apartment straight into Joey's apartment.
"Hi, Pheebs. Monica driving you crazy?"
"Yeah, I needed to take a break from Cleanville."
"Hey, Phoebe, I have an audition, there are some lines in French, you speak French, right?" Joey asked.
"Oui bien sûr!" Phoebe replied.
(Of course I do)
"I didn't know you spoke French," Rachel said with surprise.
"J'ai appris à parler français il y a des années!"
(I learned French years ago)
"Oh my god you're so sexy."
"Ya think you can help me?" Joey asked.
"Bien sûr, n'importe quoi pour un ami!"
(Of course, anything for a friend)
"Oh please stop or I'm gonna jump you."
"Je ne vais pas!"
(I will not)
"I'm serious. Jump you."
"Je te défie!"
(I dare you)
"What, what did you say?"
"Venez le checher." Phoebe said in a sultry voice, and patted the sofa cushion.
(Come. And. Get. It.)
Joey had no idea what was going on, but he was hoping it would lead to everyone getting naked.
Rachel accepted the invitation.
She sauntered over to Phoebe, sat next to her on the sofa, and looked her up and down.
"Well..." Phoebe said.
Rachel leaned into her and gently kissed her on the lips and as she broke her kiss she sucked on her bottom lip.
"Oh mon," Phoebe whispered
"No, I'm Rachel."
"Oh mon" means, oh my, in French and that was some kiss, let me return the favor."
Phoebe held Rachel's head in her hands, grazed her lips with thumb, and kissed Rachel, deep and long.
Lost in the moment, Rachel's eyes closed and she went to another world. Phoebe didn't stop. She lunged her tongue into Rachel's mouth at the same time as running her hands over Rachel's braless tits.
Rachel opened her eyes and pushed her body against Phoebe pushing her to her back. She treated herself to Phoebe's mouth and caressed the side of Phoebe's large breast using her thumb to get her nipple hard.
Once Phoebe's nipple was good and hard, Rachel sat up and grabbed Phoebe's both of Phoebe's breasts and mashed them with her hands. Although Rachel thought her tits were the best of the three women, she was envious of the size of Phoebe's.
Rachel grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head revealing her tits and hardened nipples. She grabbed her breasts, and twisted her nipples all the while looking into Phoebe's lustful eyes.
"So, now what, Phebes?'
"You are going to find out."
II.
Phoebe was the kinkiest of the group. There was nothing she hadn't tried. She loved being with men or women. Like her birthmom, she loved group sex.
She was on the way to the firehouse to break up with Vince the firefighter because she had to choose between him and a hunky, hot as fuck Jason the kindergarten teacher.
"Is Vince here?" Phoebe asked a firefighter.
"Yeah, up the stairs and to the right.
Phoebe walked up the stairs feeling like shit. She really didn't want to break up with the guy, but when she went to break up with the kindergarten teacher, they ended up fucking all day.
Phoebe poked her head into the common room.
"Vince?"
Vince had just got out of the shower and came around the corner only wearing a very short towel.
"Uh" was the only thing that Phoebe could utter because she could see the outline of Vince's beautiful cock she had been riding for weeks.
"Hi, Phoebe, is there anything wrong?"
"Um, I, well, I was, you know, god you're yummy."
"Thanks, is that it?"
"Can we hang out for a while?"
"I'm off duty, yeah, I would like that, lemme get dressed."
Phoebe walked up to Vince, gave him a long kiss.
"That won't be necessary."
Phoebe untucked the towel that was wrapped around Vince's waist, it fell to the floor, revealing Phoebe's prize.
Reaching down, Phoebe pushed his dick downward along his leg until she felt it grow. As his erection grew, she grabbed it from the bottom of his shaft and grinded it against his stomach.
Phoebe loved his length and width. His erect cock went above his belly button, the perfect length so when Phoebe knelt in front of him she could easily stick it in her mouth. And that's exactly what she did.
She reached around to grab his perfect ass, using only her mouth, she bobbed up and tried to keep the giant cock in her mouth. Phoebe could deep throat almost any cock, but she could only manage 8 inches out of his 10.
Vince held Phoebe's head and matched the motion with his hips. Releasing his ass from her grip, she ran her hands over his rock hard abs and up over his sturdy chest.