ATTRACTION SO STRONG
BY CREASSYA
This takes place after Our Story. Chandler and Monica have already taken us through their emotions before getting together. While looking at how happy their family life is now, there forced to often reflect on the events in which brought them to where they are today. To the outside eye, things may seem as though Chandler and Monica were blissful from the start. But according to them, things weren't so simple.
WARNING (NC-17) FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!
I didn't know what made me express myself to Chandler. Yes, I do. I couldn't hide how I felt anymore. There I was, sitting on his lap, talking. Suddenly I wanted his lips touching mine. I wanted him touching me. I wanted him inside me. I couldn't tell him that, but I felt like it. I was so close to getting up, grabbing him by the hand, taking him into his room, and making love to him like I've never made love to anyone before. I still remember the look in his eyes.
"Wow."
"I know," he said.
"Y'know...this...isn't...."
"I know."
"Yeah."
"I don't want you to think that I'm trying to take advantage of you."
"I'm the one who started this."
"Right," he said, grinning.
I reluctantly got off his lap and stood in front of him. He took me by the hand and said....
"I wouldn't hold this against you."
"Good to know."
"I'll be here when you feel the need to do this again."
"I just might take you up on that offer."
"Please do."
I smiled and forced myself to walk out of the apartment. I think that if I would have stayed there a second longer, we would have had sex right then and there in that chair. Chandler had no idea how much I was turned on by him. When I walked back into my and Rachel's apartment, I stood against the door and sighed. I had to fight the urge not to go back across the hall. I stood there thinking that sleeping with him wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to do. Plus, I was really fascinated and curious about him. Not fighting the urge anymore, I released my back from against the door. I put my hand on the doorknob, and opened the door. I stood outside his and Joey's apartment for a few seconds, then walked into the apartment. He was no longer sitting in his chair.
"What I am I doing?" I asked myself, aloud.
I noticed that his room door was left open, but the bathroom door was closed. I stood there in the kitchen at the counter waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. I tapped my finger against the counter nervously. Somehow, I knew that something was about to happen between us. For a split second I almost lost my nerve and thought about walking back out of the apartment. But I wanted so much to be with him and I wasn't about to let fear and nervousness get in the way. He's mine tonight, I thought to myself. I walked into his room slowly and stood against the wall so that he wouldn't see me right away. I heard the door open to the bathroom, but he didn't come into the room right away. He went and sat back in his chair and turned on the TV. I didn't know whether or not to come out of the room. I was so nervous that I decided to stay there. I needed to calm down. While waiting for him to come into his room, I though to myself, What if he turns me down? That can't be. He just told me that he'll here when I decide to change my mind. Why am I even doing this? The longer I stood there in his room, the more nervous and anxious I became. I waited in his room for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually ten minutes. I heard him turn off the TV and then he finally entered the room. He noticed me seconds later, but he was startled. He put his hand to his heart and sighed in relief that I wasn't a mass murderer.
"Monica."
"I'm sorry I scared you. I just thought I'd take you up on that offer."
I smiled at the shocked expression on his face. I was shaking, my heart was racing, and I was extremely aroused by him. I slowly walked over to him and closed the door. He turned on the small lamp on his nightstand. We looked into each other's eyes and without hesitation, I rose my hands to his gorgeous face as he placed his hands at my waist. I ran my fingers through his hair and placed my mouth and tongue on his neck. He held me tighter against him while I was sucking on his neck. As his hands found my butt, I rose my head to look into his face once again, and seconds later we shared our first kiss. He pressed me harder against him when my tongue entered his mouth. My tongue was exploring the inside of his mouth as our tongues touched. I ran my tongue over, under and around his, slowly. His right hand left my butt and was cradling the back of my head. The kiss became slower and slower. I was completely turned on and I wanted him so bad. The nervous feeling had suddenly disappeared. The need to feel Chandler inside me had taken over. With the kiss becoming more passionate by the second, and his left hand caressing my butt, I felt myself becoming wet. I also felt Chandler's manhood rise at the same time. We were both more than ready for intercourse.
I couldn't remember another time, when I wanted someone as much I wanted Monica that night. I reluctantly removed my mouth from hers. I touched her face with my right hand, while slowly unbuttoning her jeans with my left. I was looking her up and down as she kept her eyes focused on me. I removed my hand from her face and slid her jeans off. I looked at her as she stood in front me. When she was about to take her shirt off, I took her by the hands, and placed them at her sides. She was wearing a light pink buttoned down shirt. I undid each buttoned slowly. When I was finished unbuttoning her shirt, I slid the shirt off her arms and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me wearing her bra and panties. She was so beautiful. After I removed her panties, I placed my hand on her stomach and slowly rose it up to her breasts. As I touched her breasts she said.....
"I want you so bad Chandler."
I could see that she did. At the slightest touch I gave her, her breathing increased, and she gazed at me as she couldn't wait to tear my clothes off. The feeling was mutual, believe me. When I removed my hands from her breasts, she began taking off my clothes just as slowly as I had taken off hers. She placed her hands at my waist and slowly slid my shirt up. While sliding my shirt up, she started kissing my stomach starting from my naval. As she slid the shirt above my chest her mouth moved over my nipples with her tongue moving in a circular motion. Seconds later, she lifted the shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. She gave me soft pecks on the lips as she started taking off my sweat pants. She slid them down past my butt and placed her hand on me. While she ran her hand over me, I wanted so much to throw her down on the bed, spread her legs, and enter her. I forced myself to remain calm. As her hand stroked me, I put my hands to her face and passionately kissed her. I held her face in my hands as her hands moved a little below me. I let out a soft moan. I wasn't sure how long I would be able to take it. I think she sensed that because she removed her hand from down there.
I placed my hands on her waist and ran my tongue over her breasts slowly. Then in between them. She put her hands in my hair as I slowly moved down toward her stomach, naval, and then her middle. I got down on my knees and lifted up her left leg. She grabbed my hair as my tongue found its way inside her. I kept my tongue inside her until I felt she couldn't take anymore standing up. I removed my face from between her legs and stood up. She backed up and sat down on the bed. I looked at her and touched her face before kneeling back down. She laid back as I caressed her thighs. I bent her knees and spread her legs. I put my face between her legs and soon she was moaning softly as my tongue moved inside her. I spread her legs a little further apart and began to move my tongue in and out of her slowly. When I began to push my tongue in and out of her a little faster, she was going crazy. She was wiping her head from side to side, calling out my name, telling me how good I felt, and grabbing my hair. After about ten minutes, I guess she couldn't take it anymore because she said.....
"Chandler, stop. Please stop. I want you. I want you inside right now."
I stopped and smiled at her. Then continued on for a few more seconds.
"Chandler please. I'm about to come," she moaned.
As soon as she said that to me, I immediately got up. I needed to be inside her now. My sweat pants were still pulled down around my butt, she I slid them off. She scooted back until she was on the pillow. I got on the bed and lowered myself on her. Not even a second later, I entered her. She felt incredible the moment I pushed myself inside her. She wrapped her arms around my neck as we kissed. She seemed satisfied once I moving around inside her and so was I. I guess I had more built up sexual tension than I realized. When my lips left hers she said....
"It feels so good to have inside me Chandler."
"It feel good to be inside you," I said.
Chandler's hands moved over every inch of me. I laid on my back enjoying his slow thrusts. While he was making love to me, I couldn't believe that I was actually having doubts earlier about sleeping with him. With each thrust he was pushing himself deeper inside me and I absolutely loved it. My hands were at his waist. When he pushed into himself into me, stopped for a few seconds, and started moving in a circular motion, I lost it. I grabbed his butt as I was climaxing. Forty-give minutes later his thrusts were harder, but not fast. He felt so amazing. When I sensed that he was about to climax, I began to move along with him. While moving with him, his moaning increased and he called out my name as he climaxed. He remained on top of me as I caressed his hair.
"So that's what I've been missing," I said.
"How long have you been wanting it?" He asked, looking at me.
"Long enough."
He placed a soft and gentle kiss on my mouth and smiled.
"So have I. What made you decided to do this tonight?"
"I couldn't resist you anymore."
"Good for me," he said.
I smiled and we kissed again and hugged each other tightly. He laid on top of me for ten minutes while we talked. Before getting off me he said...
"Am I getting too heavy for you?"
"No. I like you being inside of me, even if you're not moving."
"I do too. That's why I'm reluctant to pull out," he said, grinning.
"We can stay like this for a couple more minutes," I said.
"Good, cause I'm not ready to pull out yet. It feels nice and warm in here."
I laughed as he touched my face. Minutes lately he reluctantly got up and laid on his side next to me.
"How long were you waiting in here earlier?"
"Forever. Ten minutes. I was starting to think you wouldn't come in here."
"You just would have had to come out and get me."
"Oh I would have."
"Was I that good?"
"Oh yeah."
"Yeah?"
"You couldn't tell?"
"Well, women know how to fake it."
"I wouldn't do that with you."
NEXT........WANTING TO BE NEAR YOU
BY CREASSYA
This takes place after Our Story. Chandler and Monica have already taken us through their emotions before getting together. While looking at how happy their family life is now, there forced to often reflect on the events in which brought them to where they are today. To the outside eye, things may seem as though Chandler and Monica were blissful from the start. But according to them, things weren't so simple.
WARNING (NC-17) FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!
I didn't know what made me express myself to Chandler. Yes, I do. I couldn't hide how I felt anymore. There I was, sitting on his lap, talking. Suddenly I wanted his lips touching mine. I wanted him touching me. I wanted him inside me. I couldn't tell him that, but I felt like it. I was so close to getting up, grabbing him by the hand, taking him into his room, and making love to him like I've never made love to anyone before. I still remember the look in his eyes.
"Wow."
"I know," he said.
"Y'know...this...isn't...."
"I know."
"Yeah."
"I don't want you to think that I'm trying to take advantage of you."
"I'm the one who started this."
"Right," he said, grinning.
I reluctantly got off his lap and stood in front of him. He took me by the hand and said....
"I wouldn't hold this against you."
"Good to know."
"I'll be here when you feel the need to do this again."
"I just might take you up on that offer."
"Please do."
I smiled and forced myself to walk out of the apartment. I think that if I would have stayed there a second longer, we would have had sex right then and there in that chair. Chandler had no idea how much I was turned on by him. When I walked back into my and Rachel's apartment, I stood against the door and sighed. I had to fight the urge not to go back across the hall. I stood there thinking that sleeping with him wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to do. Plus, I was really fascinated and curious about him. Not fighting the urge anymore, I released my back from against the door. I put my hand on the doorknob, and opened the door. I stood outside his and Joey's apartment for a few seconds, then walked into the apartment. He was no longer sitting in his chair.
"What I am I doing?" I asked myself, aloud.
I noticed that his room door was left open, but the bathroom door was closed. I stood there in the kitchen at the counter waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. I tapped my finger against the counter nervously. Somehow, I knew that something was about to happen between us. For a split second I almost lost my nerve and thought about walking back out of the apartment. But I wanted so much to be with him and I wasn't about to let fear and nervousness get in the way. He's mine tonight, I thought to myself. I walked into his room slowly and stood against the wall so that he wouldn't see me right away. I heard the door open to the bathroom, but he didn't come into the room right away. He went and sat back in his chair and turned on the TV. I didn't know whether or not to come out of the room. I was so nervous that I decided to stay there. I needed to calm down. While waiting for him to come into his room, I though to myself, What if he turns me down? That can't be. He just told me that he'll here when I decide to change my mind. Why am I even doing this? The longer I stood there in his room, the more nervous and anxious I became. I waited in his room for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually ten minutes. I heard him turn off the TV and then he finally entered the room. He noticed me seconds later, but he was startled. He put his hand to his heart and sighed in relief that I wasn't a mass murderer.
"Monica."
"I'm sorry I scared you. I just thought I'd take you up on that offer."
I smiled at the shocked expression on his face. I was shaking, my heart was racing, and I was extremely aroused by him. I slowly walked over to him and closed the door. He turned on the small lamp on his nightstand. We looked into each other's eyes and without hesitation, I rose my hands to his gorgeous face as he placed his hands at my waist. I ran my fingers through his hair and placed my mouth and tongue on his neck. He held me tighter against him while I was sucking on his neck. As his hands found my butt, I rose my head to look into his face once again, and seconds later we shared our first kiss. He pressed me harder against him when my tongue entered his mouth. My tongue was exploring the inside of his mouth as our tongues touched. I ran my tongue over, under and around his, slowly. His right hand left my butt and was cradling the back of my head. The kiss became slower and slower. I was completely turned on and I wanted him so bad. The nervous feeling had suddenly disappeared. The need to feel Chandler inside me had taken over. With the kiss becoming more passionate by the second, and his left hand caressing my butt, I felt myself becoming wet. I also felt Chandler's manhood rise at the same time. We were both more than ready for intercourse.
I couldn't remember another time, when I wanted someone as much I wanted Monica that night. I reluctantly removed my mouth from hers. I touched her face with my right hand, while slowly unbuttoning her jeans with my left. I was looking her up and down as she kept her eyes focused on me. I removed my hand from her face and slid her jeans off. I looked at her as she stood in front me. When she was about to take her shirt off, I took her by the hands, and placed them at her sides. She was wearing a light pink buttoned down shirt. I undid each buttoned slowly. When I was finished unbuttoning her shirt, I slid the shirt off her arms and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me wearing her bra and panties. She was so beautiful. After I removed her panties, I placed my hand on her stomach and slowly rose it up to her breasts. As I touched her breasts she said.....
"I want you so bad Chandler."
I could see that she did. At the slightest touch I gave her, her breathing increased, and she gazed at me as she couldn't wait to tear my clothes off. The feeling was mutual, believe me. When I removed my hands from her breasts, she began taking off my clothes just as slowly as I had taken off hers. She placed her hands at my waist and slowly slid my shirt up. While sliding my shirt up, she started kissing my stomach starting from my naval. As she slid the shirt above my chest her mouth moved over my nipples with her tongue moving in a circular motion. Seconds later, she lifted the shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. She gave me soft pecks on the lips as she started taking off my sweat pants. She slid them down past my butt and placed her hand on me. While she ran her hand over me, I wanted so much to throw her down on the bed, spread her legs, and enter her. I forced myself to remain calm. As her hand stroked me, I put my hands to her face and passionately kissed her. I held her face in my hands as her hands moved a little below me. I let out a soft moan. I wasn't sure how long I would be able to take it. I think she sensed that because she removed her hand from down there.
I placed my hands on her waist and ran my tongue over her breasts slowly. Then in between them. She put her hands in my hair as I slowly moved down toward her stomach, naval, and then her middle. I got down on my knees and lifted up her left leg. She grabbed my hair as my tongue found its way inside her. I kept my tongue inside her until I felt she couldn't take anymore standing up. I removed my face from between her legs and stood up. She backed up and sat down on the bed. I looked at her and touched her face before kneeling back down. She laid back as I caressed her thighs. I bent her knees and spread her legs. I put my face between her legs and soon she was moaning softly as my tongue moved inside her. I spread her legs a little further apart and began to move my tongue in and out of her slowly. When I began to push my tongue in and out of her a little faster, she was going crazy. She was wiping her head from side to side, calling out my name, telling me how good I felt, and grabbing my hair. After about ten minutes, I guess she couldn't take it anymore because she said.....
"Chandler, stop. Please stop. I want you. I want you inside right now."
I stopped and smiled at her. Then continued on for a few more seconds.
"Chandler please. I'm about to come," she moaned.
As soon as she said that to me, I immediately got up. I needed to be inside her now. My sweat pants were still pulled down around my butt, she I slid them off. She scooted back until she was on the pillow. I got on the bed and lowered myself on her. Not even a second later, I entered her. She felt incredible the moment I pushed myself inside her. She wrapped her arms around my neck as we kissed. She seemed satisfied once I moving around inside her and so was I. I guess I had more built up sexual tension than I realized. When my lips left hers she said....
"It feels so good to have inside me Chandler."
"It feel good to be inside you," I said.
Chandler's hands moved over every inch of me. I laid on my back enjoying his slow thrusts. While he was making love to me, I couldn't believe that I was actually having doubts earlier about sleeping with him. With each thrust he was pushing himself deeper inside me and I absolutely loved it. My hands were at his waist. When he pushed into himself into me, stopped for a few seconds, and started moving in a circular motion, I lost it. I grabbed his butt as I was climaxing. Forty-give minutes later his thrusts were harder, but not fast. He felt so amazing. When I sensed that he was about to climax, I began to move along with him. While moving with him, his moaning increased and he called out my name as he climaxed. He remained on top of me as I caressed his hair.
"So that's what I've been missing," I said.
"How long have you been wanting it?" He asked, looking at me.
"Long enough."
He placed a soft and gentle kiss on my mouth and smiled.
"So have I. What made you decided to do this tonight?"
"I couldn't resist you anymore."
"Good for me," he said.
I smiled and we kissed again and hugged each other tightly. He laid on top of me for ten minutes while we talked. Before getting off me he said...
"Am I getting too heavy for you?"
"No. I like you being inside of me, even if you're not moving."
"I do too. That's why I'm reluctant to pull out," he said, grinning.
"We can stay like this for a couple more minutes," I said.
"Good, cause I'm not ready to pull out yet. It feels nice and warm in here."
I laughed as he touched my face. Minutes lately he reluctantly got up and laid on his side next to me.
"How long were you waiting in here earlier?"
"Forever. Ten minutes. I was starting to think you wouldn't come in here."
"You just would have had to come out and get me."
"Oh I would have."
"Was I that good?"
"Oh yeah."
"Yeah?"
"You couldn't tell?"
"Well, women know how to fake it."
"I wouldn't do that with you."
NEXT........WANTING TO BE NEAR YOU