When mom s away Dad Rachel play pt 1
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Phoebe couldn’t stand it. Rachel had been talking all
night. That wouldn’t have been so bad, she enjoyed an
all-girl bull session, but Rachel kept turning the
conversation back to sex. She was a little drunk. They
both were. They’d been to a party near Phoebe’s
apartment, had a lot of sangria, and Rachel asked if
she could crash with Phoebe.
She’d said yes but now, lying in bed next to her in big
t-shirts and panties, she was regretting it. Rachel had
broken up with Tag six weeks ago, and she’d not slept
with anyone since. Phoebe could sympathize...it had
actually been even longer for her... but Rachel was
driving her crazy. It was almost three AM as she said,
"And oh, god, Tag could really give it to me, you know?
He was so young and I used to just love putting my hand
over his thing and feeling it get bigger and bigger."
"Rachel, um, are you sure this is the kind of thing you
want to be telling me? You might be embarrassed in the
morning."
"Aw, hell no, no secrets between us girls," Rachel
said. "I just can’t stop thinking about it. You know
how it is when a guy really knows how to work you over
great, to give you a good..."
"Oh yeah," Phoebe said, thinking that it had been so
long she’d almost forgotten.
"Monica’s so fucking lucky she has Chandler to give it
to her every night. I mean, it is Chandler, but, must
be good to have what you need lying in bed next to
you."
Somewhat to her exasperation, Phoebe realized she was
getting turned on. Since she evidently wasn’t going to
get any sleep tonight, she decided to see just how far
Rachel would go.
"Rachel?" She asked.
"Yeah Phoebs?"
"What was the best sex you ever had?"
"Hmmm, you’ll never believe it."
"Try me."
"Ross."
"I don’t believe it."
"No, really, he did things to me with his hands I’ve
never forgotten. Especially when," Her voice trailed
off.
"When what?" Phoebe demanded. She was trying to keep
her voice normal.
"Well, you know how jealous Ross is, when I really
wanted him wild, all I had to do was just hint about
some other guy who’d gotten into my panties, and he
turned into an a****l. Mmmmm, a great one."
Turned away from Rachel on the bed, Phoebe was chewing
her thumbnail in frustration.
"How big was his dick?" She almost whispered. Her eyes
were closed. If Rachel was surprised she didn’t show
it. For the drunken intimacy of this conversation it
almost seemed appropriate.
"His dick, hmmmm, well, it was a better than good size,
but it wasn’t the biggest one I’ve ever seen," she
replied.
"It wasn’t?" Phoebe couldn’t keep the disappointment
out of her voice. Right now she wanted to hear about a
big, hard cock.
"No, but when he’d touch me, ooooooh, " Rachel gave a
sharp intake of breath.
Phoebe opened her eyes. "Rachel?"
"Yes?" Rachel’s voice was trembling a little.
"Are you touching your clit?"
"Little bit, I’m sorry Phoebe, I know I shouldn’t be
doing this right next to you, it’s just that I’m so
hot, with the drinks, and our conversation, do you want
me to stop?"
Phoebe rolled over and looked at her friend. Rachel’s
legs were slightly spread, her feet were together and
her right hand was absent-mindedly tracing the lips of
her pussy through her panties. Phoebe could see them
outlined in moisture. Rachel's left hand was playing
with her own nipple.
"Look at you," Phoebe almost sighed.
"I’m sorry, Phoebe," Rachel said. "I was just getting
so wet, and I thought I could wait for you to go to
sleep, but then I just started thinking, and it’s been
so long, " As she spoke, she lifted her butt off the
bed, slid her panties down and almost as if they had a
mind of their own, a couple of her fingers slipped
inside of her as she bit her lip, threw her head back
and closed her eyes.
"God, you’re turning me on," Phoebe said softly, and
suddenly she was kissing Rachel’s soft lips. For a
moment Rachel surrendered, feeling Phoebe’s wet lips
against her soft little mouth. She was so aroused that
she almost didn’t care who she was kissing, and Phoebe
was so gentle, Phoebe, Phoebe, wait a minute. Phoebe?
"Phoebe," she whispered, "what are you doing?
"Exactly what you want me to," Phoebe whispered back,
and her hand trailed down Rachel’s stomach.
"Phoebes, is this OK? I mean..."
Before Rachel could finish her thought Phoebe was
thumbing her clit. Her mouth fell open and she started
involuntarily thrusting her hips up towards Phoebe’s
hand.
"Oh god," she said. "Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe, feels so
good."
"Yeah, you like that?" Phoebe said, her voice gaining a
dangerous edge.
"Yes, yes, yes, oh god!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, Rachel, your pussy feels so good."
"It does?"
"Yeah. So hot... and wet... and tight. But I’m
wondering something."
"What?" Rachel pleaded.
"I’m wondering if it’ll taste as good as it feels."
With that, Phoebe removed her hand from between
Rachel’s legs and started kissing her way down her
body. She stopped and sucked first one of her friend’s
nipples into her mouth and then the other. Rachel
gasped and arched her back.
"God, Phoebe...where’d you learn all this?"
"Didn’t Monica ever tell you about the months I spent
in jail? You learn to like the taste of pussy pretty
quick when there’s no big peckers around. Now that I’m
out I’d much rather have a man inside me. But when a
friend is in need..."
"You really want..."
For the second time that night, Phoebe cut off her
friend’s question, this time by diving headfirst into
her cunt and lapping like a dog that just discovered
water. Rachel’s pussy went crazy, and she found herself
saying things she never would have imagined in a
million years.
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, eat my pussy, eat my pussy
Phoebe, oh god, " Then she lost her words and started
whimpering, quivering as Phoebe licked the tip of her
clit-head.
Suddenly Phoebe stopped and lifted her head.
"Rachel, you are going to give me some attention when
I’m done with you, right?"
"What? Yes, yes, anything, just don’t stop, make me
cum... please Phoebe, I’m dying."
"Okay." Phoebe swirled her tongue round and round
Rachel’s pussy in ever changing patterns as Rachel
tried to push her cunt forward into her face. She
looked up with an evil smile.
"You’re close, aren’t you bitch?"
"Yes, yes, so close, cumming! Phoebe! Oh my god! I’m,
CUMMING!"
Rachel exploded on the bed, twisting and turning,
throwing her head back and forth so violently she
almost seemed to be having convulsions. All the while,
Phoebe kept her mouth on her friend’s cunt, almost
feeling as though she were holding on for dear life.
Rachel came and came, and Phoebe sucked and sucked,
until Rachel collapsed, spent, onto the bedspread.
"Oh my god, Phoebe!"
Phoebe sat up and slipped down next to her friend,
holding her in her arms.
"Rachel Karen Green, your skin is so soft," she said.
"Thank you Phoebe, wow! I mean, thank you Phoebe."
"What are friends for if not a little great sex every
now and then?"
"I’ll say."
Phoebe’s hand was slipping between her own legs now.
Her clit was aching for Rachel to return the favor.
"Well?" She said. "Rachel?"
Her friend's snoring was her only reply.
"You have got to be k**ding me! Wake up, you slut!"
But Rachel was dead to the world... Phoebe had sapped
her of all her strength.
Suddenly she knew what she was going to do, and she
knew she was going to have a ball doing it. But first
she had to get herself off if she was going to get any
sleep. Phoebe reached between her legs and began
playing with herself. It wasn’t what she wanted, but
she knew she’d be getting what she wanted soon.
night. That wouldn’t have been so bad, she enjoyed an
all-girl bull session, but Rachel kept turning the
conversation back to sex. She was a little drunk. They
both were. They’d been to a party near Phoebe’s
apartment, had a lot of sangria, and Rachel asked if
she could crash with Phoebe.
She’d said yes but now, lying in bed next to her in big
t-shirts and panties, she was regretting it. Rachel had
broken up with Tag six weeks ago, and she’d not slept
with anyone since. Phoebe could sympathize...it had
actually been even longer for her... but Rachel was
driving her crazy. It was almost three AM as she said,
"And oh, god, Tag could really give it to me, you know?
He was so young and I used to just love putting my hand
over his thing and feeling it get bigger and bigger."
"Rachel, um, are you sure this is the kind of thing you
want to be telling me? You might be embarrassed in the
morning."
"Aw, hell no, no secrets between us girls," Rachel
said. "I just can’t stop thinking about it. You know
how it is when a guy really knows how to work you over
great, to give you a good..."
"Oh yeah," Phoebe said, thinking that it had been so
long she’d almost forgotten.
"Monica’s so fucking lucky she has Chandler to give it
to her every night. I mean, it is Chandler, but, must
be good to have what you need lying in bed next to
you."
Somewhat to her exasperation, Phoebe realized she was
getting turned on. Since she evidently wasn’t going to
get any sleep tonight, she decided to see just how far
Rachel would go.
"Rachel?" She asked.
"Yeah Phoebs?"
"What was the best sex you ever had?"
"Hmmm, you’ll never believe it."
"Try me."
"Ross."
"I don’t believe it."
"No, really, he did things to me with his hands I’ve
never forgotten. Especially when," Her voice trailed
off.
"When what?" Phoebe demanded. She was trying to keep
her voice normal.
"Well, you know how jealous Ross is, when I really
wanted him wild, all I had to do was just hint about
some other guy who’d gotten into my panties, and he
turned into an a****l. Mmmmm, a great one."
Turned away from Rachel on the bed, Phoebe was chewing
her thumbnail in frustration.
"How big was his dick?" She almost whispered. Her eyes
were closed. If Rachel was surprised she didn’t show
it. For the drunken intimacy of this conversation it
almost seemed appropriate.
"His dick, hmmmm, well, it was a better than good size,
but it wasn’t the biggest one I’ve ever seen," she
replied.
"It wasn’t?" Phoebe couldn’t keep the disappointment
out of her voice. Right now she wanted to hear about a
big, hard cock.
"No, but when he’d touch me, ooooooh, " Rachel gave a
sharp intake of breath.
Phoebe opened her eyes. "Rachel?"
"Yes?" Rachel’s voice was trembling a little.
"Are you touching your clit?"
"Little bit, I’m sorry Phoebe, I know I shouldn’t be
doing this right next to you, it’s just that I’m so
hot, with the drinks, and our conversation, do you want
me to stop?"
Phoebe rolled over and looked at her friend. Rachel’s
legs were slightly spread, her feet were together and
her right hand was absent-mindedly tracing the lips of
her pussy through her panties. Phoebe could see them
outlined in moisture. Rachel's left hand was playing
with her own nipple.
"Look at you," Phoebe almost sighed.
"I’m sorry, Phoebe," Rachel said. "I was just getting
so wet, and I thought I could wait for you to go to
sleep, but then I just started thinking, and it’s been
so long, " As she spoke, she lifted her butt off the
bed, slid her panties down and almost as if they had a
mind of their own, a couple of her fingers slipped
inside of her as she bit her lip, threw her head back
and closed her eyes.
"God, you’re turning me on," Phoebe said softly, and
suddenly she was kissing Rachel’s soft lips. For a
moment Rachel surrendered, feeling Phoebe’s wet lips
against her soft little mouth. She was so aroused that
she almost didn’t care who she was kissing, and Phoebe
was so gentle, Phoebe, Phoebe, wait a minute. Phoebe?
"Phoebe," she whispered, "what are you doing?
"Exactly what you want me to," Phoebe whispered back,
and her hand trailed down Rachel’s stomach.
"Phoebes, is this OK? I mean..."
Before Rachel could finish her thought Phoebe was
thumbing her clit. Her mouth fell open and she started
involuntarily thrusting her hips up towards Phoebe’s
hand.
"Oh god," she said. "Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe, feels so
good."
"Yeah, you like that?" Phoebe said, her voice gaining a
dangerous edge.
"Yes, yes, yes, oh god!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, Rachel, your pussy feels so good."
"It does?"
"Yeah. So hot... and wet... and tight. But I’m
wondering something."
"What?" Rachel pleaded.
"I’m wondering if it’ll taste as good as it feels."
With that, Phoebe removed her hand from between
Rachel’s legs and started kissing her way down her
body. She stopped and sucked first one of her friend’s
nipples into her mouth and then the other. Rachel
gasped and arched her back.
"God, Phoebe...where’d you learn all this?"
"Didn’t Monica ever tell you about the months I spent
in jail? You learn to like the taste of pussy pretty
quick when there’s no big peckers around. Now that I’m
out I’d much rather have a man inside me. But when a
friend is in need..."
"You really want..."
For the second time that night, Phoebe cut off her
friend’s question, this time by diving headfirst into
her cunt and lapping like a dog that just discovered
water. Rachel’s pussy went crazy, and she found herself
saying things she never would have imagined in a
million years.
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, eat my pussy, eat my pussy
Phoebe, oh god, " Then she lost her words and started
whimpering, quivering as Phoebe licked the tip of her
clit-head.
Suddenly Phoebe stopped and lifted her head.
"Rachel, you are going to give me some attention when
I’m done with you, right?"
"What? Yes, yes, anything, just don’t stop, make me
cum... please Phoebe, I’m dying."
"Okay." Phoebe swirled her tongue round and round
Rachel’s pussy in ever changing patterns as Rachel
tried to push her cunt forward into her face. She
looked up with an evil smile.
"You’re close, aren’t you bitch?"
"Yes, yes, so close, cumming! Phoebe! Oh my god! I’m,
CUMMING!"
Rachel exploded on the bed, twisting and turning,
throwing her head back and forth so violently she
almost seemed to be having convulsions. All the while,
Phoebe kept her mouth on her friend’s cunt, almost
feeling as though she were holding on for dear life.
Rachel came and came, and Phoebe sucked and sucked,
until Rachel collapsed, spent, onto the bedspread.
"Oh my god, Phoebe!"
Phoebe sat up and slipped down next to her friend,
holding her in her arms.
"Rachel Karen Green, your skin is so soft," she said.
"Thank you Phoebe, wow! I mean, thank you Phoebe."
"What are friends for if not a little great sex every
now and then?"
"I’ll say."
Phoebe’s hand was slipping between her own legs now.
Her clit was aching for Rachel to return the favor.
"Well?" She said. "Rachel?"
Her friend's snoring was her only reply.
"You have got to be k**ding me! Wake up, you slut!"
But Rachel was dead to the world... Phoebe had sapped
her of all her strength.
Suddenly she knew what she was going to do, and she
knew she was going to have a ball doing it. But first
she had to get herself off if she was going to get any
sleep. Phoebe reached between her legs and began
playing with herself. It wasn’t what she wanted, but
she knew she’d be getting what she wanted soon.
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