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The Girls of Friends (2/2) (nc, mf)

See part I for the other stuff.


Next:  Monica
	"Hey, Rachel, I92m home!" Monica called out as she entered the
house.  She looked around, seeing nothing around her but a little bit of 

water on the floor.  She sighed, grabbing some paper towels and cleaning 

the mess up.  "Come on, guys, when you make a mess, clean it-"	 She
rose to her feet, looking towards the door of Rachel room.  "-up," 
she
finished with a breath.
	Standing at her door was a totally naked man, with firm, well
defined muscles and a long penis that stuck out at least a foot.  His
hair was a light brown, with bright, green eyes that looked right at
her.
	"I92m so sorry," he said.  "Rachel and I had gotten a little
carried away with our activities, and we hadn the time to clean up." 

His voice was deep, and incredibly friendly.  Monica felt a small twinge 

appear, helped by Steve stimulator.
	"Oh, that ok," she said, fidgeting slightly in her arousal. 
"It just been a long cock- I mean day."  She turned around to the
sink, hiding her embarrassment from her faux pass.
	Steve took in this ladies good looks, from her short cropped
black her to her bright blue eyes.  She was wearing a short pleated
skirt with a button blouse that did little to hid her well shaped
breasts.  He started walking towards her, his long cock acting like a
diving rod.
	Monica turned around, finding the handsome- and naked!- stranger
standing right in front of her.  His penis was just a few inches from
her pussy, while he stood another 10 inches away.
	"If you92ll excuse me," he said, reaching behind her.  He reached
behind her, pulling a glass off the shelf.  His cock tilted down,
slipping underneath her short skirt.  He stepped forward, turning on the 

sink and filling his glass.  His cock lifted up her dress, rubbing
against her silk panties.
	Steve brought the cup to his lips, watching as the girl eyes
got wide as his cock pressed right into her sweet snatch.  Her eyes
glazed over just a moment, and he could feel her press into him.
	Monica suddenly came to her senses.  This was some guy that
Rachel had brought home, and his large cock was pressing right into her
cunt!  She slid to one side, smiling politely.
	"Well, I think I92m going to freshen up a little, if you don
mind," she said, trying to keep her eyes off of his large cock.
	"Feeling a little tense," he asked, walking towards her again. 
He took her hand, pulling her towards him.  Monica twisted her wrist,
cutting off the contact.
	"Really, I don think this is a good idea," she told him,
feeling her anger rise.
	"You92re probably right," he said, that smile still on his face.
 "But, I just can help myself."  Steve took one giant step forward,
grabbing her shirt with both hands.  He pulled it apart, the buttons
exploding everywhere.  She wasn wearing a bra, her small but well
shaped breasts holding up fine on their own.  He pulled her too him,
pressing those soft mounds into his chest.
	"What the hell- let me go!" Monica snapped as she tried to pull
away.  Steve kept both hands on her blouse as she twisted, her nipples
feeling wonderful against his naked chest.  His hard-on kept connecting
with her skirt and panties as she moved.
	He let go of his right hand, reaching down at her panties,
tearing them off.  Monica turned around to run, slipping out of her
blouse as she did so.  Her heels impeded her progress, tripping her onto 

the couch.
	Steve wasted no time.  He slid up behind her, pulling up her
skirt.  Monica tried pulling herself away, but Steve hands were
already on her smooth thighs, pulling them apart and towards him.  The
head of his penis connected with her snatch, slightly wet from the
Stimulator, but it would have to do.
	Monica kept crying out, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear
her and come to her rescue.  Surely that grumpy old man downstairs could 

hear her!  Unfortunately for her, Steven force field system 
prevented
the movement of sound beyond the apartments radius, effectively
silencing her to the outside world. 
	Steven started forcing his stiff cock into Monica tight pussy.
 Her cunt hairs scraped against his penis as his head parted her pussy
lips and started moving inside.  There was just enough moisture for his
penetration for his tool to move in and out.  She was incredibly tight,
and Steven almost wondered if he was going to even get inside.  Then he
smiled to himself; of course he92d get inside.  He grabbed her breasts
and pulled her onto him.
	Monica held a death grip onto the couch, trying too pull herself
away.  She remembered her first fuck, when Ross had entered her room all 

those years ago and shoved his 5 inch cock into her.  She had thought
that tiny pecker was enormous at the time.  Now, she knew true size as
the monster started working its way inside of her.  The head suddenly
popped into the tight ring of her cunt, the sensation threatening to
tear her apart.
	"No- don do this- we92ll get the couch dirty" she squealed as
the long cock pushed further up inside of her.  Steven couldn fuck 
her
like he wanted, her incredible tightness feeling wonderful, but
restricting.  He fed her another inch, working it into her as she
struggled.  His hands kept kneading her apple sized tits.  She would
raise her hips every few moments to get away, her smooth thighs rubbing
against his legs.  Then he92d pull her back down, impaling another half 

an inch of her onto his cock.
	"Damn, seems like I92m stuck in second gear," he said as he tried
to pick up the pace.  It was going easier now, as her juices started to
make her hole slicker every time he pressed further inside.  He was now
able to work several inches into a steady back and forth movement,
pressing further and further inside of her.   He started moving faster,
feeling her body react against her will.  "Feel that, cunt?" he asked
her as she started pushing onto him.  She would cry out every time he
worked himself further inside of her, the pain/pleasure jolting threw
her.
	"Oh, god, don do- I92m ovulating, please," she cried out as her
pussy kept pushing back onto his prick, eating more of it with every
stroke.  She knew that right now was the most dangerous time for her,
that her egg was sitting inside her womb, just waiting for a man 
sperm
to fertilize it, but she couldn make herself stop fucking this man.  

He had worked all but the last few inches inside of her, the enormous
head pressing against her cervix.  A part of her kept crying out to stop 

this, to prevent herself from getting pregnant, but she was too far gone 

too notice.  All she could feel was the violation, not knowing that the
same man who was about to knock her up had just taken care of her best
friends.
	Steven felt his cock begin to lengthen, signaling his upcoming
orgasm.  He pushed even harder into her, snorting air out of his
nostrils from his exertion.  Monica had stopped struggling and started
pressing back into him.  She couldn see their joined parts with her
skirt in the way, but she could feel the large knob begin to work itself 

right into her unprotected womb.  "Don- not inside of me- not- in- 
side! AHHH!"  Monica cried out as the first hot spurt erupted inside of
her, coating her inner walls.  Her body started shaking in tremendous
orgasm, her cunt muscles milking and pulling on his cock.
	Steven kept fucking her, his orgasm burning into his mind.  His
eyes rolled back into their sockets as he gave himself up to the
sensations, squirting thick streams of his sperm into her, feeling her
belly swell slightly from the enormous amounts of cum flooding her body. 

 He fell onto her, feeling the last few drops dribble into her as she
came down from her orgasm.
	The two of them lay there for a few minutes, exhausted from
their ordeal.  Steven recovered first.  He used the Inhibitor on her,
putting her into a deep sleep.  He then collected his clothing, put on
his hat, and stepped out into the night, collapsing the force field on
his way out.  He went back to his hotel and started packing to leave
town.

Aftermath
	Life changed for the three girls of FRIENDS, their bellies
starting to swell through the season.  This, of course, opened up a
whole new line of pregnancy jokes, especially the episode when all three 

went into labor at the same time.  All three girls never told what had
really happened, leading Chandler, Joey, and Ross to think there were
different men and all three girls were just unlucky.
	Monica kept her child and started up a new line of baby food,
using her picture on the cover.  While not an overnight success, her
picture got her several modeling jobs, including a Penthouse spread that 

helped her launch her cookbook, "Cooking Naked," which _was_ an
overnight success, thanks to the plentiful pictures for instructions. 
Her son grew up to become a world famous chef.
	Phoebe never did make it as a singer, but married a physicist
who returned from Russia for her after discovering the first proof of
gravitational particles, a theorem which lead to Steven own time
machine a few centuries later.  They had a beautiful baby girl and
several children after that.
	Rachel, unsure of what to do, slept with Ross a few days later.
 After her doctor appointment which confirmed her pregnancy, she 
told
him that he was the father.  The two of them argued about marriage,
Rachel unsure, and Ross not wanting to turn another woman lesbian.  In
the end, they married, the stress causing Rachel to go into labor. 
Since both Steven and Rachel were light haired with greenish to hazel
eyes, the baby boy looked right enough to make Ross think that he was
the father.  The only clue he had that maybe it wasn him was the 
fact
that the child sported a 4 inch penis at birth, and grew to 15 inches by 

puberty.  He never really knew, though, and was a wonderful father and
husband.
	And Steven?  Well, we can forget our hero.  He left New York
just to make sure he wasn caught, his body changing his fingerprints 

and other characteristics to make him impossible to trace.  He moved
into a little apartment building in California.
	On the corner of Melrose Place



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