Welcome to my first ever Fan Fiction, where you can see me throwing myself into the deep end. As you may be able to guess from the title and my user name, I'm a huge smut fan, as well as a lifelong Friends fan, so I thought why not combine my two true loves?
I'll put a warning for each chapter, be sure to read it, my mind can produce some twisted stuff.
The usual disclaimer; I make no money from this, none of the characters are mine ect,.
Hope you enjoy my writing as much as I do. All criticism is welcome.
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MonicaXPaul
Warning: Graphic straight sex
"Mmmm Paul," Monica moaned into the mouth of the name's owner. Kicking the door closed behind her, she fiddled with his blazer, clumsily tugging it off his shoulders whilst he simultaneously alleviated her of her jacket. He yanked his watch off, throwing it to the floor as he bit her lip, making her gasp. They had made their way to the bedroom, tumbling to the bed still half clad. Desperate movements removed any other obstacles; it was only when they were both completely naked did they pause. Jagged breaths to sate their starved lungs were the only sound that could be heard as they stared at each other, full realising that there was no going back.
The slender female cautiously moved her hands towards him, being weary of his reactions as she didn't want to push him. 'He's vulnerable, be careful Mon' she thought to herself as she touched him, watching the shiver that went up his spine. Gentle caresses coaxed him to hardness 'he would be easy to get up after no sex for 2 years'.
"What you smirking at?" she replied with a kiss, deep and passionate, using this opportunity to draw her body closer, positioning herself. Paul lay down, hands on her hips supporting her, with an expecting glint in his eye. Lowering herself over his manhood, she failed to suppress a groan as he filled her. 'Oh God' she thought; he moaned in what seemed like a response. She started to move up and down, Paul's focus on her breasts that moved hypnotically with her thrusts and pants. She bucked her hips forward, trying different angles, when he met her movements by thrusting his own hips. Her breath caught in her throat from the unexpected move, she let out a noise that went straight to the male's groin. They had developed a rhythm that was ever increasing as the pleasure began to build up. Monica brought her hand down to her soft core, frantically rubbing herself. The image of her so domineering, so desperate for pleasure was enough to send him over the edge, a strangled cry echoed as he soiled his latex covered organ. The sight of his face in pure bliss was all she needed to follow him, every muscle in her fragile body tensed as the undesirable feeling coursed through her body.
"Paul..." She sighed, taking pride in what she had just achieved. He made no reply, just smirking to himself as he fell asleep.
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A quick one to ease me in. (It's a 'that's what she said' moment). I'm guessing this isn't the liveliest community since Friends stopped filming almost 7 years ago, so if you do come across this, leave a message please? I'd love to hear anything you have to say, all I want to do is improve. I'm not going to make any promises of updating every week and then every fortnight apologise, but hopefully this can become a regular thing. Thank you for reading.