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The following is a work of erotic fiction
and includes scenes of sexual activity. It
includes characters that are copyrighted
by the NBC network. This story is
intended for the non-commerical
enjoyment of fans and should be
considered a parody . No copyright
infringement  is intended and no profit will
be made from the distribution of this
story.

   The One With More Than Just A Kiss
           by Ann Douglas

	Clad in her most comfortable light
blue pajamas, Monica Geller stretched out
across on the sofa in the center of her
living room.  She was delighted to finally
have her own apartment back again.  For
sure, she promised herself, she would
never again make a stupid bet like the one
that had gotten her and her roommate,
Rachel Green, into that mess again.
Closing her eyes, the dark haired beauty
recalled how a simple game had gotten so
out of hand.
	It was such a silly bet at first.
That Monica knew Rachel better than
Chandler Bing and Joey Tribbiani, their
friends across the hall, knew each other.
Monica's brother Ross had come up with a
set of game show like questions to decide
the issue.  How could Monica ever have
thought they might lose?  After all, she
and Rachel had grown up together whereas
Joey and Chandler had only known each
other a few years.
	Unexpectedly, the game had gone
against the girls rather quickly.  And as it
did, the stakes seemed to rise just as
quickly until they became a little out of
hand as well.  It finally came down to the
girl's apartment against Joey and Chandler
getting rid of the chick and duck they
kept as pets, much to Monica's constant
annoyance.
	To the girl's dismay, the guys won
and took over their bigger and much
better apartment.  The weeks since had
been one headache after another for both
girls.  Finally, after loosing a rematch
orchestrated by Phoebe Buffay, Monica's
old roommate and another member of
their inner circle, Monica and Rachel just
switched the apartments back on their
own.  Actually it was Phoebe's idea but one
they quickly agreed to.
	Joey and Chandler of course were
somewhat upset at the abrupt turn of
events, wanting the better apartment
back.  That was when Rachel and Monica
made them the offer they couldn't refuse.
	"You let us keep the apartment..."
Rachel had said.
	"And as a thank you,"  Monica had
finished, "Rachel and I will kiss for one
minute."

	Knowing it was practically every
guy's, especially Joey and Chandler's,
dream to watch two girls make out, it was
a pretty safe bet they would go for it.  A
little more than a  minute later, the girls
had their apartment back for good.
	"Men are such idiots," Monica had
said after Joey and Chandler left.
	"Yeah!"  Rachel had agreed.  "Can
you believe that something that stupid
actually got us our apartment back?"
	"That's so funny,"  Phoebe chimed
in, "to think if you'd just done that right
after the last contest, no one would have
had to move at all."
	Rachel and Monica had looked at
each other in surprise at that thought.
	"Yeah, let-let-let's pretend that's
not true,"  Monica suggested.
	"Yeah,"  Rachel quickly agreed.

	The sound of the water shutting off
in the bathroom told Monica that Rachel
had finally finished her shower.  Right
after Phoebe left, Rachel had said that
the first thing they she wanted to do, now
that they had their apartment back, was
to use the large shower.  Having to
squeeze daily into the cramped one in the
apartment across the hall had been on the
top of her list of complaints.
	"Shower's free if you want to use
it,"  Rachel, wearing a white T-shirt and a
pair of red panties, said as she stepped
out of the bathroom,  still drying her
shoulder length light brown hair.
	"Maybe later,"  Monica replied, her
shorter dark hair falling around her face
as she looked up at her friend from the
couch.  "Right now I just want to savor
having our place back."
	"Yeah, it is nice, isn't it?"  Rachel
agreed as she sat down on the end of the
couch by Monica's feet.
	"Definitely,"  Monica added.
	"Mon, how were you so sure that the
guys would agree?"  Rachel asked.
	"How could they not?"  Monica
replied assuredly.  "You saw what they
were like when they accidentally got free
porn on the cable a few weeks ago.  I'm
just really surprised that they settled for
just a minute of us kissing."
	Rachel's eyes opened wide at
Monica's statement.  It coincided  with
something she had been giving a lot of
thought while she'd been in the shower.

	"Monica, what would we have done if
they hadn't settled for that?"  she asked.
	"What do you mean?"  Monica asked
in return.
	"I mean just how far were you
willing to go?"  Rachel added.
	"I'm not sure,"  Monica answered, as
if she was considering the question for the
first time.  "But thankfully we don't have
to know the answer."
	"It was interesting though, wasn't
it?"  Rachel went on, not seeming to want
to let the matter rest.
	"I guess so,"  Monica replied.
	"Have you ever done that before?"
Rachel asked, leaving no question as to
what exactly "that" was.
	"Have you?"  Monica answered the
question with one of her own.
	"You know I have,"  Rachel said,  "I
told you all about the night me and my
sorority sister, Melissa, got drunk and
made out."
	"Oh yeah,"  Monica laughed, "I
forgot about that.  Your big lesbian
affair."
	"How about you?" Rachel repeated
her inquiry.
	"Well not exactly,"  Monica said.
	"What does not exactly mean?"
	"Well I did kiss Carol a few times,"
Monica explained,  "and she is a lesbian."
	Carol Willig was the former Mrs.
Ross Geller, Monica's former sister-in-law.
Discovering an interest in women, she had
left Ross for a female lover just before
she discovered that she was also pregnant
with Ross's son.  Currently, Carol and her
lover Susan were raising Monica's nephew,
Ben.
	"Well unless she had her tongue in
your mouth during one of those kisses,"
Rachel grinned,  "I don't think we're going
to count that."
	"Well I guess my answer is no then,"
Monica reconsidered.
	 "Have you ever wanted to?"  Rachel
went on, still refusing to let the topic rest.
	"This conversation is getting a little
strange,"  Monica said, standing up and
taking a step away from the couch.
	Rachel jumped up and blocked
Monica's exit.  She was determined not to
let her friend go without her answer.
	Monica opened her mouth to ask
Rachel to step aside, but her words were
cut off as her roommate grabbed her and
abruptly pressed her lips against hers.
Like the show kisses she had shared with
Monica earlier for Joey and Chandler's
benefit, Rachel's nimble tongue pressed
deep within her mouth.  Unlike before, this
time it was filled with a previously unseen
passion.

	Monica was surprised by Rachel's
kiss.  Surprised and even shocked.  Yet she
quickly found those twin feelings changing
to something else entirely a few short
heartbeats later as Rachel's tongue
continued to caress her own and she felt
her best friend's hand likewise stroking
her left breast.
	It was quite easy to disregard
anything Monica might have felt when she
and Rachel were kissing for the guys
earlier.  After all, that had merely been a
game, one to get their apartment back.
This time it was different.  This time, the
kisses were real.
	A part of Monica screamed for her
to tell Rachel to stop, that she really had
no interest in being with another woman.
That she only was interested in men.  But a
stronger, louder voice reminded her that
protest really wouldn't be totally true.
	Memories of the lesbian wedding
she had catered for Carol and Susan
flashed in her mind.  Not so much the
ceremony itself, interesting though as
that had been, but of the reception
afterwards.
	Specifically, the large number of
women at the party who had shown an
interest in her.  A good percentage of
which had given her their numbers and
told her to give them a call.
	She hadn't called any of them, but
sometimes, late at night when she was
alone, wondered what it might've been like
if she had.  Not really knowing why, she
had saved those numbers in one of her
little keepsake boxes.
	"Well, what do you think?"  Rachel
asked as she finally broke the embrace
and took a half step away from Monica.
	"What do I think?"  the dark haired
woman repeated, wanting to give herself
more time to answer.
	Her mind was racing.  If she was to
have an affair with another woman, she
couldn't think of a better choice than
Rachel.  After all, they'd been friends
since their high school days.
	In fact, back when she'd been fat,
Rachel was almost her only friend.  It had
been Rachel who, using a banana, had
taught Monica how to give a blowjob.  A
talent that had at least gotten her some
dates, despite her teenage obesity.
	Monica realized there was also a
forbidden aspect to the idea that added
to its appeal.  A feeling that reminded her
of her first time with Richard.
	Richard Burke had been a friend of
her parents since Ross and she had been
little kids.  Many a night, a teenage Monica
had laid in her bed playing with herself
and thinking of the handsome older
optometrist.  Years later, Monica had
catered a party for the now divorced
doctor which had led to an affair between
the two of them.
	By that point in her life, a much
slimmed down Monica was no longer such a
stranger to sex.  Yet the first time she
had been down on her knees and taken
Richard in her mouth, it had filled her with
a forbidden thrill she had never imagined.
A rush only exceeded a short time later
when she had spread her legs and taken
him inside her.  It was an experience she
greatly missed since they had broken up.

	"Monica?"  Rachel asked, seeing a
familiar faraway look in her roommate's
eyes.  A look that told her that she was
somewhere else for a moment.
	"What?"  Monica replied, snapping
back to the here and now.
	"I asked what do you think?"  Rachel
repeated once more.
	"I think ..."  Monica started to say.
"I think ...  oh what the heck, why not." she
concluded with a wide grin.
	A smile that was instantly reflected
on Rachel's face as she kissed Monica
softly once more.  Then she took Monica's
hand in hers, leading her in the direction
of her bedroom.  The guys were in the
habit of letting themselves in unannounced
and this was the last thing they wanted
them walking in on.
	Monica suddenly stopped at the
door to Rachel's bedroom, causing her
friend to think that maybe she'd had a
change of heart.
	"Would you mind if we used my room
instead?"  Monica asked.
	"Sure, if you'd rather,"  Rachel said,
glad that it wasn't what she had thought.
"It doesn't make any difference."
	Monica was glad Rachel thought
that way and hadn't asked why the change
of room.  She didn't want to tell Rachel
that she thought her room was always sort
of messy and couldn't really see herself
getting naked in there.

	Stepping into Monica's bedroom,
they climbed into the carefully made bed
and faced each other on their knees.
Rachel kissed Monica again, their lips
sharing the excitement of the moment as
their tongues glided in and out of each
other's mouth.  Her fingers reached for
the buttons of Monica's pajama top and
began to undo them one by one.  Monica in
turn ran her hands across Rachel's cloth
covered breasts.
  	Monica had always envied the fact
that no matter what her friend wore, her
nipples seem to stick through.  This time
was no exception.  As more of her own skin
beneath her shirt was exposed, Monica's
fingers pressed against the stiff tips
pressing through Rachel's T-shirt.
	The last button gave way as Rachel
pushed the top off, exposing the large
breasts beneath.  Monica had always been
much more endowed than either her or
Phoebe, the one thing the darker haired
girl had been glad to keep when she lost
most of her excess pounds.
	Breaking their kiss, Rachel's blue
eyes were immediately drawn to the large,
dark pink circles in the center of Monica's
mounds.  The tips of which were shorter
than her own, but at the same time, much
thicker.  Her hands cupped Monica's
breasts, enjoying the softness of her flesh
and, as her fingers moved to the center,
the hardness of her nipples.
	"That feels so good, Rachel,"
Monica said with a soft moan.
	"Then I bet this feels even better,"
Rachel laughed as she bent over and
guided one of Monica's breasts to her
mouth.
	Rachel's lips closed around Monica's
short nipple, her tongue caressing it
softly.  The firm, wet touch brought an
even louder moan from Monica as she ran
her hand through Rachel's hair, pressing
her even tighter against her mounds.
	Rachel responded by shifting her
attentions to Monica's other mound,
kissing her way across the rich valley
between them.  As her mouth closed
around the inviting nipple, her left hand
continued to massage Monica's other
breast.
	"Why didn't we try this when we
were back in high school?"  Monica asked
in a breathless voice, remembering all the
lonely nights back then that she had spent
home alone.
	Rachel didn't answer, prefering to
enjoy the here and now rather than what
might have been.  An idea that Monica was
glad to go along with.
	Monica ran her hands up and down
Rachel's body, rubbing from her neck to
the cheeks of her ass.  She reached up
under the white T-shirt and took hold of
the thin red panties beneath.  Her fingers
continued under the waistband, rubbing
against the light brown bush within.
	"Oh yes, Mon,"  Rachel cried out as
she felt two of Monica's fingers slide into
her.  "That's just the right spot."
	Monica continued to rub Rachel as
her other hand slid under the light haired
brunette's shirt, playing with the equally
soft breasts found there.  Rachel gripped
the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up
and over her head, giving Monica even
greater access to her charms.
	It was hardly the first time the two
women has seen each other topless, but it
was certainly the first time they had done
so with any sexual intent.  Or at least the
first time either could do anything about
it.
	Still massaging Rachel's clit, Monica
shifted position on the bed just enough
that she could bring her now eager mouth
to her friend's breasts.  No treat she had
ever produced in the kitchen had ever
looked so inviting as the dark, erect
nipples hanging in front of her.  A moment
later she amended that thought to include
tasted as delicious as her lips closed
around the closest of Rachel's long nipples
and her tongue caressed its hardness.
	Monica couldn't speak for Rachel
but she already knew that this was
something she was definitely going to be
trying again in the future.  If not with
Rachel, then definitely with someone else.
	As she continued to fondle Rachel
with her fingers and tongue, sending waves
of enjoyment both from between her legs
and across her mounds, Monica had a
fleeting thought of her now former
sister-in-law and her lover.  How many
times had she pictured Carol and Susan
together, wondering what it was like to be
with another woman?  Now that she knew,
she wanted to try it all.
	"I want to taste you,"  Monica said
to Rachel as she kissed her once more.  "I
want to devour every bit of you."
	"I want to taste you too,"  Rachel
replied as they separated, "but there's no
need to rush.  I want to enjoy every
minute of this."

	Rachel now took control as she
spread Monica face down across the bed.
She stretched out on top of her for a
moment, then began to kiss her way down
Monica's back, her hands reaching under
the dark haired woman to gently stroke
the sides of her breasts.  Monica closed
her eyes and enjoyed her friend's touch.
	Rachel continued to kiss and lick her
way down Monica's back, until she came to
the top of her pajama bottoms.  Slender
fingers took a firm grip on both them and
the white panties beneath.  Her eyes still
closed, Monica lifted herself up enough to
let Rachel slide them off, exposing the
soft flesh of her ass.
	Rachel wasted no time planting a
kiss on each of Monica's cheeks, then a
third and fourth as she worked her way to
the center, her tongue marking her path
with a wet trail.  She took hold of each
cheek and pulled them apart, giving her a
clear path to the even greater prize
within.
	Monica let out a gasp as she felt the
wet touch of Rachel's tongue against her
sex.  It was both familiar and new at the
same time.  She spread her legs and
arched her back, giving Rachel greater
access to her most private area.  The
sweet scent of which filled Rachel's
nostrils, sending a shiver of renewed
excitement through her body.
	Rachel's finger joined her tongue,
adding to the soft rhythm building within
Monica.  A tempo of delight that was
reflected in the increasing volume of
Monica's soft cries.  Rachel gently guided
Monica up onto her knees and then rolled
her own body so that she was facing up
into the dark haired mound that held most
of her attention.  Needing no further
urging, Monica lowered herself so that her
womanhood pressed tightly against Rachel.
A position she was more than enjoying.
	"Oh God, Rachel," Monica called out
as the woman beneath her increased her
ministrations.  "It feels so, so good!"
	This was hardly the first time
Monica had someone go down on her, and in
truth it was the first time that Rachel
have ever done it to a woman.  Still,
despite Rachel's inexperience, it was a
delight that Monica would always
remember.  She hoped that she did it as
well when she got her chance to return the
favor on Rachel.  An opportunity that
wasn't long in coming as Rachel pulled off
her panties and the two women shifted
positions into a sixty-nine.

	With Rachel tightly buried between
her legs, Monica reached out with her
hand and parted the folds of the lightly
haired pussy now before her.  Her thumb
came to rest against Rachel's excited clit,
finding again the spot she had found
before.  That first touch was quickly
followed by a second and third as her
tongue joined her fingers.  Forbidden
touches that caused Rachel to shiver with
lustful delight.
	The two friends held each other
tight as their bodies shook with growing
waves of passion.  Sweat poured from
every pore, coupled with even louder moans
of enthusiasm.
	Monica took Rachel's engorged clit
between her lips and sucked on it as if it
was a tiny cock.  If there was anything she
had learned from Rachel, it was how to
give a great blowjob.  It might not have
been quite the same, but she approached
it with the same determination.
	Both women could feel the other's
body responding to their attentions as
orgasmic feelings began to reach a
fevered pitch.  Back and forth they
rocked, keeping time with each new
cascading wave.  Billows that tore through
them until Monica and Rachel teetered on
the edge.
	A final burst of fire erupted from
deep within each of them, catapulting
them over that edge.  It was a toss-up
over which had climaxed first, the
difference too small to even measure.
	"Yes, yes, oh yes,"  both women
echoed as they surrounded to the forces
gripping them.  Forces that took a long
time to subside.

	Yet in time those energies did
diminish, for nothing so good could last
forever.  Covered in the aftermath of
their lovemaking, Monica and Rachel laid
silently in each other's arms.  Smiles filled
their faces as each looked into the other's
blue eyes.
	Each wondered what the other was
thinking.  Both would be greatly astonished
to discover that it was the same thought.
"How could they share their new discovery
with Phoebe?"
	The answer to that question would
wait until morning, however, for the night
was still quite young.  Plenty of time for
them to see what else they could learn in
the meantime.

End



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