Okay, I've had this written up for ages now but haven't really had the confidence to post it- writing this was hard and I have never, ever, written anything like it before. I just wanted to try it, you know? And hopefully this doesn't totally suck! Errr, I'm really nervous about this, but, I thought I may as well post it for you to read and to hopefully (fingers crossed) enjoy!
Alrighty (haha, alrighty, I'm such a geek, lol!), this defiantly rated M and is for a reason- so don't read if your underage please. :)
This was torture, torture of the most wonderful sweet kind.
Monica- she had been the woman that fuelled his dreams for so long, she had been his guilty crush for over a decade, the person who had been the subject of his most wild fantasies and the dizziest of his dreams. She was the person who he called his best friend but the person who he found himself fantasising about when he looked at her, the person who drove him crazy whenever she kissed his check of hugged his body close to hers.
He'd dreamt of her, countless times, imagining what it would be like to kiss those wonderfully soft, pink lips, to run his fingers through her soft, dark hair and to breathe in her glorious scent. But never, not even in his craziest dreams was it ever, ever this good.
Her lips were irresistibly soft and supple but urgent and frantic at the same time, her blue eyes were smouldering and smothering and her small, delicate body moulded to fit his perfectly, like they were made to be together. Her body pressed against his, driving him wild with anticipation about what they were about to do, he was giddy with excitement as they neared to crossing the line they'd been treading for so long now.
Chandler cupped her face with his hands and kissed her tenderly and gently, it was like he was seeing stars and his mind was an explosion of beautiful fireworks as her fingers tangled in his hair and her lips moved against his in desperation, after years of wondering and yearning for her he had no trouble at all matching her enthusiastic kisses. He had wanted this for so damn long it hurt.
The air in the hotel room was hot, steamy and suffocating, teaming with raw passion and tangible energy. Chandler inhaled a deep gulp of the scorching, hot air when Monica's lips left his. He took a few seconds to marvel at the beauty of her naked body as she panted hard, her skin was pale and perfect, hair dark and beautiful, before attaching his lips to hers again, he slid his tongue over her bottom lip and she sighed happily and parted her lips and granted him access, he grunted in pleasure as Monica's fingernails dug into his strong shoulders, scratching against the skin as Chandler's tongue explored every crevice of her mouth, tasting the remnants of scotch on her tongue.
Chandler's tongue dove further into her mouth and she groaned happily, her hand cupping his face gently, her delicate fingertips sending sparks through his body. When the need for air became necessary, Chandler pulled back and absorbed her hot body again, his body-and other parts of him- twitched in anticipation. He felt lightheaded and giddy with happiness as she stared back at him, her own blue eyes absorbing his body.
Chandler kissed her jaw line sensually, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down her neck, she wiggled beneath him and Chandler smiled as a low husky moan escaped her lips when he began to nibble at a patch of skin on her neck, she groaned again as he continued to nibble, suck, kiss and lick her sensitive skin.
"Oh wow," Monica whispered, pleasure flourishing though her "you're good at this," Chandler smirked against her neck and sucked harder, she gasped in pleasure "really good at this," she amended.
Chandler's hands began to roam her small, trembling body, brushing his fingers lightly over her skin. His hands lightly grazed over her breast and she shivered beneath him, he smiled at her reaction and slowly bought his lips towards her bare breast. He kissed it softly, his tongue swirling around her erect nipples.
"Oh god," she whispered, arching her back "that feels so good."
Chandler grinned and gently took the nipple between his teeth, Monica gasped and her head hit the pillow as pure ecstasy rippled though her body. She moaned loudly and squirmed beneath him, her hands raking through his hair again, urging him to continue, Chandler loved this, he teased her over and over, revelling in the delightful moans that escaped her lips.
Chandler gasped in shock as he felt Monica's cold, small fingers lightly brushing over his hardened errection. She smirked at him as she stroked him, her nimble fingers making him wild, he bucked his hips as she squeezed her hand around him. He groaned as her hands stroked him, slowly, teasingly. Monica picked up the pace and Chandler groaned louder before attaching his lips to her's again, their tongues dancing with each other as Monica continued to rub her delicate fingers over his twitching length.
"Fuck- Mon" Chandler gasped as she rubbed him faster and harder "fuck, Mon, oh God-" he groaned, his voice had deepened and lowered, a husky tone was present in his breathy moans.
His lips attacked hers again and his tongue swirled around her's as they danced elaborately, moaning erotically into each others mouths. This was unquestionably better then Chandler's dreams and fantasies.
"I think we're about ready for the condom," Monica whispered into his ear seductively. Chandler nodded quietly and began to fumble with the small foil package as Monica's body ground against him, her body was wild with emotions as she felt him straddling her as he fought to open the small package, she bucked her hips against him, her body was becoming inpatient as it yearned for Chandler, she had thought a few times over the years what he would be like but she never, ever thought it would be this good, she never thought that her body would feel so in tune with his and would be tingling with expectancy.
Chandler rolled the condom over his swollen, hard length and positioned himself at her entrance; she pushed herself against him as her stomach flipped in excitement and her stomach muscles tightened in thrilling pleasure and a pool of wetness rushed to her thighs as her body tingled.
Chandler looked into her blue eyes as he teased her entrance, resisting the urge to fuck her hard and quick, he might only get to do this with her the one time, he most certainly didn't want it to be over within seconds.
"Chandlerrrr... please-" Monica breathed quietly "please, I-I need you now."
Chandler smirked and rubbed himself against her opening, marvelling as her back ached further, her spine curving up towards him in expectation "god," she whispered, swallowing thickly as his sparkling blue eyes stared right into hers, Chandler watched as her small body quivered and her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling her back into another hot, deep kiss.
"Chandler," Monica grunted again as he continued to tease her entrance, she was turned on beyond belief, the feeling of his hard, twitching cock against her was driving her crazy "Chandler, please," she whispered huskily.
"Please what?" Chandler teased her, his lips millimetres away from hers, his hot breath against her lips was alluring and pleasant.
"Please," she repeated "please, just fuck me."
And that was it. At her words Chandler couldn't take it any longer, he growled quietly and his teeth began to nibble on that patch of skin on her collar bone as he slowly slipped into her.
Monica screamed in pleasure as he thrust into her, Chandler slipped all the way out of her before thrusting his entire, thick length back into her, this time harder and faster. Monica grunted again and bucked her hips as he plunged himself further into her. Chandler smiled in bliss as she moaned in rhythm to his movements, he loved the sounds that she was making, the groans and moans themselves could have thrown him over the edge.
Chandler was in heaven, sparks and fireworks were flying through his mind, he has so underestimated how good this would be.
His hands gripped her slender hips, his fingernails digging into them as he thrust harder and urgently.
"Chandler," Monica cried, throwing her head back "I'm so close."
Chandler fought the urge to release his climax, he wanted to see her cum for him, he wanted to see the pleasure on her face and hear her orgasm rippling through the room.
"Nnnrrrrr," Chandler cried out desperately "god Monica."
Moving one hand from her hips, he began to rub her swollen clitoris in small, frantic circles. Monica groaned loudly at his touch and rocked her hips desperately, she twisted her fingers in his hair and kissed him deeply as her walls tightened and shuddered pleasurably around him, she quivered in glorious satisfaction as her orgasm washed over her.
She groaned his name into his mouth which pushed Chandler over the edge; he carried on thrusting in and out of her as they both rode out their intense orgasms. Chandler growled into her mouth before collapsing on top of her.
He rolled off of her, falling onto the cold sheets beside her hot, sweating body. He threw the condom into the bin lazily and gazed at Monica, her chest was heaving as she panted, a smile on her face and her eyes were closed lightly.
"Wow," Chandler whispered after several seconds once he had finally regained composure.
"Yeah," Monica breathed, opening her eyes and turning towards Chandler "wow indeed..."
They both lapsed into a long silence, both relishing in the afterglow and both secretly wanting to go again and again. It was perfect, amazing, they were... amazing.
Chandler closed his eyes as he replayed Monica's screams of pleasure in his head, he only opened his eyes after several seconds and wrapped his arms around Monica, her body was hot and heaving, skin still sensitive and receptive.
"Wow," Monica whispered again, tracing her fingers over his arm gently, he smiled and titled his head towards her, she ran her fingers up to his face and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
"Thank you, Chandler" she whispered, she stared deep into his eyes, her stomach fluttering at the look within them, her smile mellowed, realising that her dear friend Chandler may soon be much more then a 'friend'.
"No, thank you," Chandler smiled, his grin growing wider as Monica confidently rolled over and straddled his naked body.
"So how many condoms has Joey left us with?" she whispered seductively.
And that my friends is the first chapter. I didn't want to do ALL seven times, I think that will be too much. Anyway, I hope that you all liked this and I'm hoping to have a few more chapters in this (all Mondler, of course). Any requests of where/when? Tell me in a review or PM! :D
Oh and 'First Kiss' and 'A night in New York' should hopefully be updated fairly soon, thanks for all the support!
Review please! :) x