Friends: Staying in Phase 3 - Sex Stories

Friends: Staying in Phase 3

... agreed, "you can NOT tell Ross." "Well... all right, I think I could suffer through that." "Now, Phoebe and Rachel and I have pooled all our toys and s**ttered them around the room so feel free to use anything you want." "I think I'll be using the 'toy' that Mother Nature gave me," he replied. "That's just fine. Okay, let's make sure you know everyone here," Monica began, "With Phoebe, there in the kitchen, that's Candy." They were opening a couple bottles of wine and filling glasses. "So, Phoebe's going to 'make' Candy in the kitchen?" he smirked, pleased with himself. "Um, a word of advice," Monica said, patting his chest, "avoid the jokes and just stick to the sex." They took him over to two girls, chatting beside one of the recliners. "This is Chantal," Monica said, gesturing to a tall, buxom brunette. "Well, hey there, darlin'." Southern charm dripped from her voice. Chandler greeted her, but his eyes never left her large breasts. "This is Alexis..." "Hey, you're the one that slapped me while you were dancing," he said indignantly. "Well, you were leering at me," she teased. "It's a strip club. I'm supposed to leer. You're a stripper. I'm supposed to leer at YOU." Alexis laughed. "Oh, well, sorry. But I promise I'll make it up to you tonight." Monica finished the introductions. "And that's Michelle, sitting on the couch. She's the one who helped me put all this together." Michelle waved and Chandler recognized her as the cocktail waitress, who the girls had convinced to ...

... teach the third grade. "So that's the Michelle you were talking about last night? She's pretty cute." "Uh, YEA-ah. I mean, look at her. Don't ya just want to eat her up?" Monica said with complete lust in her voice. "Well, yes. But it sounds like you're the one who will be eating her tonight." Monica gave him a sideways look and a demure smile. "So how do you want to start?" Rachel asked Chandler excitedly. Phoebe and Candy were passing out glasses of wine. "Ooo, ooo, I know," he said excitedly as he ran to his bedroom. He returned wearing a burgundy smoking jacket, with black satin lapels. Monica and Rachel couldn't hide their amusement. "What is THAT?" Rachel laughed. "It's a smoking jacket. You know, like Hef." Monica put her hand on his shoulder. "Ok, I think 'Hef' wears silk pajamas... but whatever..." "Well, I don't plan on wearing it for very long," Chandler protested. "Ok, everyone. Gather 'round. Our guest of honor is ready to start," Monica announced, always the one in charge. All the women gathered, sitting in or standing around the recliners. "All right ladies, here's what we're gonna do." He pointed to Alexis, ready to make good on her promise. "You are gonna take off my clothes." Then directing Candy and Chantal, "You two, go get the oils." And finally to Michelle, "And you just constantly scream at the top of your voice, "Chandler's the king! Chandler's the king!" Phoebe suggested a change, "I-I wanna be with her." She pointed to Candy, who stood beside her. "I ...