Friends: Staying in Phase 3 - Sex Stories

Friends: Staying in Phase 3

... chair would slowly sway, and Chandler's cock would go to the back of her throat. When Alexis pulled out, her mouth would slide nearly off the head. Rachel hadn't realized how erotic it would be, to be used in this way to deep-throat a man. Alexis made eye contact with Chandler. "See? I told ya," she smiled nastily. Rachel was groaning with the sensations in her pussy. Chandler pulled out of her mouth and crouched down to kiss her cheek. "I'm going to move on, but cum hard for me, Rach." "Oh god, I'm gonna," she moaned. ----- Michelle was in the kitchen, refilling her wine glass, and taking a bit of a breather. Phoebe joined her and wasted no time in saying what was on her mind. "Hmm, you're a little pixie!" she said in her sexy, lustful way, "I wanna just... just rub you all over my body." Then she became more matter-of-fact, "And I'm a masseuse, so I have some experience in rubbing bodies. Ok, I have, like, a LOT of experience in rubbing bodies." Michelle laughed, and almost seemed a little embarrassed at the complement. But all that melted away as Phoebe placed her fingers on Michelle's cheek and kissed her gently. Phoebe grabbed a bottle of oil from the nearby table. She squeezed some on Michelle's breasts, and took the cocktail waitress' hand to smear it around. Michelle rubbed her chest, breasts, and stomach as Phoebe applied more oil. "You should totally be a stripper. You look really hot touching your body." This got a sexy, stripper-like look from Michelle. Phoebe ...

... squirted some lube on her palm and rubbed it over her partner's crotch. "Can't forget the most important part," she commented in her porn-star voice. She handed the bottle to Michelle. As she drizzled oil onto the tall blonde's chest, Phoebe began rubbing her body up and down Michelle's. But she quickly became frustrated at the lack of contact. "Ok, this would work a lot better if we were laying down." The foosball table was right there, with the plexiglass cover on top. Phoebe stepped up on a chair and lay down on the table. "Will this hold us?" Michelle asked. "Oh yeah! You should see the way the guys throw this thing around when they're playing. It's sturdy, that's for sure." Convinced, Michelle finished oiling Phoebe's body and then climbed on the table, taking a path between her legs. On the way up, she made sure to rub her breasts and stomach against the lubricated clit. Grabbing the sides of the foosball table, Michelle pulled herself forward and back. Their bodies easily glided against each other. "Ooo yeah, rub your body all over me, you... dirty little... ooo, you... PIXIE!" Michelle giggled at Phoebe using that word again. With almost perfect coordination, Phoebe spun Michelle around, belly to belly. Grabbing her waist, Phoebe pulled her pussy up to her lips. Since Michelle was much shorter than her partner, Phoebe's clit was tantalizingly close to her face, but just out of tongue-reach. As Phoebe licked her pussy lips, fingers of one hand went into Phoebe's cunt, ...