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From: darkpaladan@msn.com (Dark Paladin)
And here it is, boys and girls: the reposting of the first chapter
of the Girls of Friends series. I hope you have as much fun reading
it as I had making it.
Dark Paladin :)
The Girls of Friends
Steve pulled his hat low over his green-blue eyes, trying in vain to
keep the rain out of his coat. In the back of his head, an idea for
a low level force field was pressing for attention, but he ignored
it. It would take him just a few minutes to build, test, and put
into action, but he already knew it would cause more problems then he
was ready to deal with. As blind as people in New York seemed to be
to most odd things and crime, they would surely notice a man standing
high and dry in the middle of the rain. And that would be more
attention then he wanted.
Not that he had anything to worry about. He had been a little
worried about the whole affair out in California, with those girls in
the cabin and all. One day he had been in the middle of the 22nd
century, rotting in a jail cell, the next, he had invented a time
machine to go back almost 200 years. He remembered the affair with
fondness, loving the feel of those young, nubile bodies and
remembering how he had gotten each of them pregnant. His cock began
to stiffen slightly inside his pants. He sighed. Seemed like a long
time ago, rather than a few short weeks. Right after that time, he
used his advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and set up
false bank accounts. Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from
week to week, making the robberies seem like the work of more than
one person. He had taken the money and left here for New York, where
he was again using his electronic and computer skills from the next
century to make enough for himself to live comfortably.
He noticed a coffee shop just across the street. Coffee had been
banned in the year 2060, almost 60 years after the great Cigarette
Destruction. While Steve wasn't stupid enough to smoke, he still
found the simple stimulus of coffee to be more than adequate.
Steve passed into the coffee shop, finding a table off to the side.
He removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides. He
picked up the menu and started scanning it.
"Hi, I'm Rachel, and I'll be your waitress. Anything I can get for you?"
Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever
seen. He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes
framed by light, brown hair. He smiled at her, his even, white teeth
appearing almost wolfish. "You know," he said, feeling his cock
begin to rise within his pants, "I think I know exactly what I want
now."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Steve looked at his watch, checking the progress of the little blips
on the tiny screen. The system was actually a three dimensional
tracer he had recently invented, and now was the perfect time to try
it out. When Rachel had turned her back to her for a second, giving
him a lovely vision of her legs and ass under her short skirt, he
had thrown a tiny transmitter, seeing it catch on her tight T-shirt.
He had left some time later, and was now tracking her back to her
apartment.
He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she was
located. The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as
well, so he could hear everything that was going on where she was.
Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in his
ear. It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself.
"Guys! I'm home!" Rachel called out. She put her bags down on the
couch, removing her slick rain jacket. She could feel the cold water
drip onto her white T-shirt, the fabric turning translucent. Her
nipples hardened lightly in response to the cold water touching her
skin.
"Guys?" She looked around, noticing a note on the refrigerator.
"Rachel, called Joey and the guys, their all going to that rock
concert out of town. Feebe is down doing a demo recording, and I'll
be working late tonight. Just to let you know! Love, Monica."
Rachel crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash. "Well,
that's just great, guys. Another night, alone by myself." She moved
into the bathroom to take a good, hot shower.
From below on the street, Steve tapped his watch again, turning down
the sound. He smiled to himself. From the sounds of it, he would
have some time alone with this brown hair girl. He reached into his
pocket and took out a few items. His mind was already readying the
devices for the proper modifications.
He entered the building, using one of his inventions to get past all
of the locks. Once inside the apartment, he paused, listening
closely to the sound of running water, making sure she was still
inside.
He used his force field idea, expanding it into a multitasking unit
that could keep large objects in or out, but would allow air to move,
while acting as a perfect sound buffer. Someone could scream all
they want, and not be heard.
The next thing he did was activate the Stimulator. The Stimulator
was a device he had developed shortly after the 90210 experience. It
used special wavelengths to activate hormone levels within the female
body. Within a few minutes, vaginal lubrication would start, and a
few minutes after that, the woman's ovaries would prepare her for
fertility. He had made different modifications until it could work
even through the Pill and other forms of birth control- at least for
impregnation.
Once he had the devices set up, he began removing his clothing,
waiting for his treat to arrive.
Rachel emerged from her shower, rubbing her head vigorously on her
towel. The rest of her body was naked, drying in the air. Her brown
nipples were still slightly hard, hard firm, ripe breasts hanging
hardly in the air. Her pussy was lightly trimmed, the fewest light
brown hairs, now dark with moisture, forming a little curl right over
her lips.
"I must say," a voice called out in front of her, "What a fine view."
Rachel dropped the towel over her perfect breasts, crying out in
alarm. In front of her was a totally naked man. He stood calmly in
front of her, his firm, hard muscles lining his body. Rachel's eyes
were drawn from his dignified handsome face down to the giant penis
that was pointing at her. It had to be at least a foot long, hanging
down slightly from its weight. Rachel hardly even noticed how her
cunt had been lubing itself since she walked in the door.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she exploded, backing away from
him. "Get out of here before I call the cops."
Steve almost hit himself in the head. He had forgotten all about
the phone systems. He reached down, pulling up his coat. Rachel was
already running for the phone. He pulled out a small device,
pressing the button.
Rachel picked up the phone, pushing buttons. No good. Steve's
device had rendered all of the phones inoperative.
Rachel slammed the phone down. "Problems making a call, my dear?"
Steve had raced over to her side, his genetically altered body
clearing the distance in less than a second. "I think we'd rather be
alone right now, don't you thing?"
He stood right behind her, grabbing her in his arms. Her arms
became pinned to her side as his hands started exploring the expanse
of breasts in front of him. His giant cock pressed out from between
her legs, rubbing against her sex every time she moved. He moved his
hands down to trap her arms at her waist, pulling her up and down.
The think lips of her juicy cunt parted around his cock, coating it
with her secretions. Steve ran the entire length of his long penis
up and down her slit, loving the feel of her caressing her.
Rachel could feel herself being propped on this penis, sliding down
underneath her. She kept struggling, trying to find some way out of
this guys iron grip. She started pulling her legs together to keep
herself from being raped. Steve sensed this movement.
Steve pushed her against the kitchen counter. Rachel made a "Oomph"
noise over her cries. Steve reached forward, turning on the cold
water on full blast. He grabbed the sprayer, pointing it straight at
her body and pulling the trigger.
Rachel cried out at the sudden shock of cold water hitting her body.
She pushed against the counter with her legs in a desperate attempt
to get away from the icy spray. Her nipples hardened from the cold,
growing more sensative in the process. The chill water ran down
between her plump breasts, down her stomach and right through her wet
snatch. Rachel's breath vanished in the sudden onrush of cold.
Steve felt the cold water cascade over his penis down to his balls.
Luckily, this girls cunt was so hot and wet that he didn't lose any
hardness. Rachel, however, was going insane trying to avoid the cold
water. She pushed against the counter with her knees- just enough to
widen her legs a little. Steve pulled back a little, then drove his
cock right into her.
Rachel stiffened in shock at the sudden intrusion. Steve's penis
went in almost six inches on the first push. Her vagina spread apart
from the intrusion, the juices sliding all around it. She put her
hands on the counter to steady herself, combination of the cold water
and the incredible sensation from her cunt causing her mind to go
blank. As soon as her hands his the counter, Steve arched into her,
slamming the rest of his cock right through her. The head parted her
cervix, lodging itself right into her womb.
Rachel cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure. Her body
had already started reacting, moving away from the large penis. She
used the counter to support her weight and she tried to remove the
invader from her stretched cunt.
Steve pulled down on her waist, impaling her again. Rachel moaned
in the sudden pleasure, losing control over herself. She tried to
pull herself up again, part of her mind wanting to slam herself back
down on this intrusion, the other half trying to get away. The more
primitive part of her mind won out, and she found herself pushing
back down onto the penis.
Steve grabbed her waist with one hand and started fucking her in
earnest. Rachel was holding herself up while his other hand
continued to spray her with cold water, every once in awhile
squeezing her plump breasts. The cold water ran down her body,
freezing his balls and chilling her clit, keeping her just away from
the orgasm that both of them wanted. Steve kept it up, feeling his
balls boil with cum, trying to rise but unable to. Rachel's hips
were becoming frantic, slapping up and down on the pole inside of
her. She hardly even remembered when she lost control of herself.
Of course, she didn't know that the Stimulator helped with that by
"assisting" the female mating need. Rachel would have been fucking
her landlord if he had arrived right then in her condition.
Steve could deny the sensation in his balls no longer. He pulled
down on her as hard as he could, jamming his entire length into her.
The cum exploded from his balls, moving right up the entire length of
his penis. It squirted into her, filling her entire womb with his
hot cum. It slid around the sides of his cock, squirting out around
him. The hot fluid touched her clit, setting her off. Rachel's back
arched as he grabbed her by her breasts, holding her up. Her entire
body started shaking into a massive orgasm.
Steve's cock remained hard, enhanced by a genetic change that had
occurred 200 years in the future. He kept sliding it in and out of
Rachel's right pussy, feeling her squeeze and squeal around his long,
hard cock. He carried her across the room until he found an empty
bedroom- luckily, it was Rachel's. He left her impaled on his cock
as she kept trembling in time to her orgasm. He suddenly twisted her
around, rotating her body on his penis as if she was a pig on a spit.
This action alone set off another round of orgasms inside of her,
making her legs lock around him. Steve put his whole weight onto
her, feeling her hard nipples pushing into his chest as he fucked
her.
Rachel's clit was buzzing, orgasming every time Steve pulled almost
all the way out, then slid himself back in right up past her cervix
and into her. His cum squirted out of her with every movement, and
in the back of her mind she knew that she was becoming pregnant from
the gallons of cum inside of her. She couldn't help but cry out in
pure pleasure when he reached down and sucked on her tits while he
rode her. Another round of orgasms exploded inside of her, drawing
every drop of Steve's cum into her.
Steve could feel another orgasm coming. He was certain that this
girl was pregnant by now, so he decided to have some fun. He pulled
her off his cock, flipping her onto her stomach. His long penis was
already coated in their juices, slick and ready.
"What's- wait-" Rachel cried in confusion. Her cunt gaped open from
the sudden removal of his hard tool. Her mind suddenly realized with
terror that he was spreading apart her ass cheeks, her winking
sphincter aligned with his cock. "No, please- AHHHH!"
Rachel cried out in sudden pain as Steve pierced her anus with his
slick pole, burying the head. He pulled on her thin waist, burying
another three inches into her. She was screaming in pain, her
asshole feeling like it was on fire. It was like losing her
virginity all over again.
Steve pressed further into her, sliding his cock back and forth.
Her ass loosened, far tighter than her pussy had been. The slickness
from his cum helped, and Rachel could begin to feel the beginnings of
pleasure. Steve had already reached around and started squeezing on
hand on her tits, the other massaging her clit in time with his ass
fucking. Rachel moaned involuntarily as the hard pole kept moving in
and out of her, feeling the immense sensations race along her body.
She pushed back into him, feeling another several inches sink into
her.
Steve was totally fucking her ass now, pulling in and out of the
tight hole. Rachel was pushing back into him, her blue eyes wide in
pleasure. His fingers kept up their work, her breasts inflamed in
sensation, her clit ready to explode. Steve kept feeding his cock
into her, her ass making his cock feel like it was on fire. He felt
her body trembling beneath him, ready to explode in climax.
Steve finally let another round of cum explode from his balls,
filling her ass with his jism. Rachel cried out as her own orgasm
began, squeezing around his cock as she did so. After several long
minutes, her trembling subsided. She collapsed on the bed, exhausted
beyond measure.
Steve pulled out of her tight ass slowly, then triggered another
device. This one would make the lovely girl sleep for a long time-
well after he had left. By that time, her belly would already have
his seed planted inside of her, and would start to grow...
Steve pulled his hat low over his green-blue eyes, trying in
vain to keep the rain out of his coat. In the back of his head, an idea
for a low level force field was pressing for attention, but he ignored
it. It would take him just a few minutes to build, test, and put into
action, but he already knew it would cause more problems then he was
ready to deal with. As blind as people in New York seemed to be to most
odd things and crime, they would surely notice a man standing high and
dry in the middle of the rain. And that would be more attention then he
wanted.
Not that he had anything to worry about. He had been a little
worried about the whole affair out in California, with those girls in
the cabin and all. One day he had been in the middle of the 22nd
century, rotting in a jail cell, the next, he had invented a time
machine to go back almost 200 years. He remembered the affair with
fondness, loving the feel of those young, nubile bodies and remembering
how he had gotten each of them pregnant. His cock began to stiffen
slightly inside his pants. He sighed. Seemed like a long time ago,
rather than a few short weeks. Right after that time, he used his
advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and set up false bank
accounts. Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from week to week,
making the robberies seem like the work of more than one person. He had
taken the money and left here for New York, where he was again using his
electronic and computer skills from the next century to make enough for
himself to live comfortably.
He noticed a coffee shop just across the street. Coffee had
been banned in the year 2060, almost 60 years after the great Cigarette
Destruction. While Steve wasn’t stupid enough to smoke, he still found
the simple stimulus of coffee to be more than adequate.
Steve passed into the coffee shop, finding a table off to the
side. He removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides.
He picked up the menu and started scanning it.
"Hi, I’m Rachel, and I’ll be your waitress. Anything I can get
for you?"
Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever
seen. He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes framed
by light, brown hair. He smiled at her, his even, white teeth appearing
almost wolfish. "You know," he said, feeling his cock begin to rise
within his pants, "I think I know exactly what I want now."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Steve looked at his watch, checking the progress of the little
blips on the tiny screen. The system was actually a three dimensional
tracer he had recently invented, and now was the perfect time to try it
out. When Rachel had turned her back to her for a second, giving him a
lovely vision of her legs and ass under her short skirt, he had thrown
a tiny transmitter, seeing it catch on her tight T-shirt. He had left
some time later, and was now tracking her back to her apartment.
He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she
was located. The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as
well, so he could hear everything that was going on where she was.
Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in
his ear. It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself.
"Guys! I’m home!" Rachel called out. She put her bags down on
the couch, removing her slick rain jacket. She could feel the cold
water drip onto her white T-shirt, the fabric turning translucent. Her
nipples hardened lightly in response to the cold water touching her
skin.
"Guys?" She looked around, noticing a note on the refrigerator.
"Rachel, called Joey and the guys, their all going to that rock concert
out of town. Phoebe is down doing a demo recording, and I’ll be working
late tonight. Just to let you know! Love, Monica."
Rachel crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash. "Well,
that’s just great, guys. Another night, alone by myself." She moved
into the bathroom to take a good, hot shower.
From below on the street, Steve tapped his watch again, turning
down the sound. He smiled to himself. From the sounds of it, he would
have some time alone with this brown hair girl. He reached into his
pocket and took out a few items. His mind was already readying the
devices for the proper modifications.
He entered the building, using one of his inventions to get past
all of the locks. Once inside the apartment, he paused, listening
closely to the sound of running water, making sure she was still inside.
He used his force field idea, expanding it into a multitasking
unit that could keep large objects in or out, but would allow air to
move, while acting as a perfect sound buffer. Someone could scream all
they want, and not be heard…
The next thing he did was activate the Stimulator. The
Stimulator was a device he had developed shortly after the 90210
experience. It used special wavelengths to activate hormone levels
within the female body. Within a few minutes, vaginal lubrication would
start, and a few minutes after that, the woman’s ovaries would prepare
her for fertility. He had made different modifications until it could
work even through the Pill and other forms of birth control- at least
for impregnation.
Once he had the devices set up, he began removing his clothing,
waiting for his treat to arrive.
Rachel emerged from her shower, rubbing her head vigorously on
her towel. The rest of her body was naked, drying in the air. Her
brown nipples were still slightly hard, hard firm, ripe breasts hanging
hardly in the air. Her pussy was lightly trimmed, the fewest light
brown hairs, now dark with moisture, forming a little curl right over
her lips.
"I must say," a voice called out in front of her, "What a fine
view."
Rachel dropped the towel over her perfect breasts, crying out in
alarm. In front of her was a totally naked man. He stood calmly in
front of her, his firm, hard muscles lining his body. Rachel’s eyes
were drawn from his dignified handsome face down to the giant penis that
was pointing at her. It had to be at least a foot long, hanging down
slightly from its weight. Rachel hardly even noticed how her cunt had
been lubing itself since she walked in the door.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she exploded, backing away
from him. "Get out of here before I call the cops."
Steve almost hit himself in the head. He had forgotten all
about the phone systems. He reached down, pulling up his coat. Rachel
was already running for the phone. He pulled out a small device,
pressing the button.
Rachel picked up the phone, pushing buttons. No good. Steve’s
device had rendered all of the phones inoperative.
Rachel slammed the phone down. "Problems making a call, my
dear?" Steve had raced over to her side, his genetically altered body
clearing the distance in less than a second. "I think we’d rather be
alone right now, don’t you thing?"
He stood right behind her, grabbing her in his arms. Her arms
became pinned to her side as his hands started exploring the expanse of
breasts in front of him. His giant cock pressed out from between her
legs, rubbing against her sex every time she moved. He moved his hands
down to trap her arms at her waist, pulling her up and down. The think
lips of her juicy cunt parted around his cock, coating it with her
secretions. Steve ran the entire length of his long penis up and down
her slit, loving the feel of her caressing her.
Rachel could feel herself being propped on this penis, sliding
down underneath her. She kept struggling, trying to find some way out
of this guys iron grip. She started pulling her legs together to keep
herself from being raped. Steve sensed this movement.
Steve pushed her against the kitchen counter. Rachel made a
"Oomph" noise over her cries. Steve reached forward, turning on the
cold water on full blast. He grabbed the sprayer, pointing it straight
at her body and pulling the trigger.
Rachel cried out at the sudden shock of cold water hitting her
body. She pushed against the counter with her legs in a desperate
attempt to get away from the icy spray. Her nipples hardened from the
sudden cold. The chill water ran down between her plump breasts, down
her stomach and right through her wet snatch. Rachel’s breath vanished
in the sudden onrush of cold.
Steve felt the cold water cascade over his penis down to his
balls. Luckily, this girls cunt was so hot and wet that he didn’t lose
any hardness. Rachel, however, was going insane trying to avoid the
cold water. She pushed against the counter with her knees- just enough
to widen her legs a little. Steve pulled back a little, then drove his
cock right into her.
Rachel stiffened in shock at the sudden intrusion. Steve’s
penis went in almost six inches on the first push. Her vagina spread
apart from the thick pole, the juices sliding all around it. She put
her hands on the counter to steady herself, combination of the cold
water and the incredible sensation from her cunt causing her mind to go
blank. As soon as her hands his the counter, Steve arched into her,
slamming the rest of his cock right through her. The head parted her
cervix, lodging itself right into her womb.
Rachel cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure. Her
body had already started reacting, moving away from the large penis.
She used the counter to support her weight and she tried to remove the
invader from her stretched cunt.
Steve pulled down on her waist, impaling her again. Rachel
moaned in the sudden pleasure, losing control over herself. She tried
to pull herself up again, part of her mind wanting to slam herself back
down on this intrusion, the other half trying to get away. The more
primitive part of her mind won out, and she found herself pushing back
down onto the penis.
Steve grabbed her waist with one hand and started fucking her in
earnest. Rachel was holding herself up while his other hand continued
to spray her with cold water, every once in awhile squeezing her plump
breasts. The cold water ran down her body, freezing his balls and
chilling her clit, keeping her just away from the orgasm that both of
them wanted. Steve kept it up, feeling his balls boil with cum, trying
to rise but unable to. Rachel’s hips were becoming frantic, slapping up
and down on the pole inside of her. She hardly even remembered when she
lost control of herself. Of course, she didn’t know that the Stimulator
helped with that by "assisting" the female mating need. Rachel would
have been fucking her landlord if he had arrived right then in her
condition.
Steve could deny the sensation in his balls no longer. He
pulled down on her as hard as he could, jamming his entire length into
her. The cum exploded from his balls, moving right up the entire length
of his penis. It squirted into her, filling her entire womb with his
hot cum. It slid around the sides of his cock, squirting out around
him. The hot fluid touched her clit, setting her off. Rachel’s back
arched as he grabbed her by her breasts, holding her up. Her entire
body started shaking into a massive orgasm.
Steve’s cock remained hard, enhanced by a genetic change that
had occurred 200 years in the future. He kept sliding it in and out of
Rachel’s tight pussy, feeling her squeeze and squeal around his long,
hard cock. He carried her across the room until he found an empty
bedroom- luckily, it was Rachel’s. He left her impaled on his cock as
she kept trembling in time to her orgasm. He suddenly twisted her
around, rotating her body on his penis as if she was a pig on a spit.
This action alone set off another round of orgasms inside of her, making
her legs lock around him. Steve put his whole weight onto her, feeling
her hard nipples pushing into his chest as he fucked her.
Rachel’s clit was buzzing, orgasming every time Steve pulled
almost all the way out, then slid himself back in right up past her
cervix and into her. His cum squirted out of her with every movement,
and in the back of her mind she knew that she was becoming pregnant from
the gallons of cum inside of her. She couldn’t help but cry out in pure
pleasure when he reached down and sucked on her tits while he rode her.
Another round of orgasms exploded inside of her, drawing every drop of
Steve’s cum into her.
Steve could feel another orgasm coming. He was certain that
this girl was pregnant by now, so he decided to have some fun. He
pulled her off his cock, flipping her onto her stomach. His long penis
was already coated in their juices, slick and ready.
"What’s- wait-" Rachel cried in confusion. Her cunt gaped open
from the sudden removal of his hard tool. Her mind suddenly realized
with terror that he was spreading apart her ass cheeks, her winking
sphincter aligned with his cock. "No, please- AHHHH!"
Rachel cried out in sudden pain as Steve pierced her anus with
his slick pole, burying the head. He pulled on her thin waist, burying
another three inches into her. She was screaming in pain, her asshole
feeling like it was on fire. It was like losing her virginity all over
again.
Steve pressed further into her, sliding his cock back and forth.
Her ass loosened, far tighter than her pussy had been. The slickness
from his cum helped, and Rachel could begin to feel the beginnings of
pleasure. Steve had already reached around and started squeezing one
hand on her tits, the other massaging her clit in time with his ass
fucking. Rachel moaned involuntarily as the hard pole kept moving in
and out of her, feeling the immense sensations race along her body. She
pushed back into him, feeling another several inches sink into her.
Steve was totally fucking her ass now, pulling in and out of the
tight hole. Rachel was pushing back into him, her blue eyes wide in
pleasure. His fingers kept up their work, her breasts inflamed in
sensation, her clit ready to explode. Steve kept feeding his cock into
her, her ass making his cock feel like it was on fire. He felt her body
trembling beneath him, ready to explode in climax.
Steve finally let another round of cum explode from his balls,
filling her ass with his jism. Rachel cried out as her own orgasm
began, squeezing around his cock as she did so. After several long
minutes, her trembling subsided. She collapsed on the bed, exhausted
beyond measure.
Steve pulled out of her tight ass slowly, then triggered another
device. This one would make the lovely girl sleep for a long time- well
after he had left. By that time, her belly would already have his seed
planted inside of her, and would start to grow…
Phoebe
Steve looked down at the now sleeping Rachel. Her pussy was
still raw and open from his recent removal from her lovely, nude body.
He almost thought about waking her up again when he heard the front door
slam.
Being the person he was, Steve had of course designed his
special force fields so that anything larger than regular air molecules
would be able to enter the shielded space, though they wouldn’t be able
to leave it. He pried the door open slightly, feeling the cool air from
the living room waft in and tickle his erect penis.
A blonde woman came inside the room, muttering to herself.
"Damn that producer," she said. Steve’s ears, as well as his foot long
cock and incredible strength, had also been enhanced by genetic changes,
allowing him to pick up every word. "I can’t believe him." She
straightened, her voice taking on an imitating attitude. " ‘Come on,
Phoebe, why don’t you and I check out the sound equipment before your
recording tomorrow.’ Seemed like he was more interested in my breasts."
She crossed the room to the sink, drawing herself a glass of water.
Phoebe had not had a good day. No one seemed to like her
singing at that bar today. How was she to know not to sing "Have you
ever really loved a woman" in a gay bar? The guys had all given her
blank stares throughout her song. Then, her producer asked her to the
recording studio and had tried to make out with her. Oddly, remembering
the experience, she felt the slightest twinge around her cunt. Perhaps
he wasn’t so bad looking after all, she thought. How was the innocent
girl to know that Steve’s Stimulator was already working its magic on
her.
She noticed that Rachel’s door was open. "Rachellll," she
called out. "Are you in there?" She pushed the door, looking inside.
Rachel was laying on the bed, completely naked. Phoebe could
see the brown haired girl’s nipples from her position every time Rachel
took a breath. There was a small dribbling of cum coming from her open
slit. "Gee," she thought, "I guess Rachel got lucky." She started to
close the door, her eyes couldn’t remove themselves from the white jism.
Unknown to most of her friends, Phoebe loved the taste of
sperm. When she was just a teenager, she remembered the first time her
boyfriend introduced her to the "magic juice." Ever since, she had
loved the taste in her mouth, loved it’s feeling as it went down her
throat.
To make things worse, Phoebe had been wanting her friend for a
long time now. Ross wasn’t the only one with a crush on Rachel. Phoebe
had been wanting to such on her friends firm breasts for some time now.
Her own lesbian desires surprised her, since she was normally into
guys. But, for some reason, whenever Rachel entered the room, she could
feel her cunt start to get warm, and her juices start to flow. At the
moment, between the pearls of seed, Rachel’s open cunt, and the
Stimulator, Phoebe had no chance at all.
Phoebe approached the sleeping girl slowly, making sure that she
wasn’t going to wake up. What she didn’t know was that right behind
her, hiding inside the closet, was Steve, watching the blonde girl’s
every move. His cock was extended to full length, ready and able to
connect when the time was right.
Phoebe ran a hand along Rachel’s thigh, feeling the smooth, soft
skin under her fingers. She shivered slightly as Rachel squirmed, a
little more cum sliding out of her cunt. Phoebe didn’t know that Rachel
hadn’t put her diaphragm on, that the white seed was sliding out of her
now pregnant friend. All she knew was that she needed it more than
anything she had ever wanted.
Phoebe bent down, coming close to Rachel’s slit. She could
smell the combined smell of sperm and pussy juice, making her salivate.
Her breath made the little hairs on Rachel’s pussy move slightly, the
lovely girl squirming in her sleep.
Phoebe’s tongue came out, tasting the sweet juices as they fell
on her tongue. The musky, salty, sweet flavor made her cunt throb as
she held the fluids inside her mouth, then swallowed. She started
licking harder, trying to draw every drop of Rachel and the mysterious
man’s fluids as she could. Her hands snaked down to her dress, pulling
down her skirt to expose her hot, blonde cunt to the air. Her fingers
started rubbing her own snatch as she kept licking at Rachel’s pussy,
squeezing her clit as she sucked on her friend’s. Rachel moaned in her
sleep, but by now Phoebe was too far into her sucking to notice. She
unbuttoned her blouse, shrugging it off onto the floor, though she
wasn’t wearing any panties.. With a wiggle of her hips, her skirt and
panties followed.
Steve couldn’t believe his good luck. Not only was this sexy
girl eating her friend out, she was getting naked for him as well. He
figured the Stimulator had enough time to work on her hormones and get
her ready for sex. It was time for him to make his move.
Phoebe’s hands were jammed deep in her cunt. She had really
gotten into it, thrashing her hips back and forth. _All I need right
now is a good, hard cock,_ she thought to herself. She looked up,
seeing Rachel’s eyes flutter open.
"Phoebe, no," she moaned as the sensations flooded through her
snatch. She wasn’t warning her to stop. She was warning her against
the rapist that stood right behind her, his penis hard and jutting from
his groin. She was still fighting the haziness from the Inhibitor, and
could hardly stop him herself.
Phoebe dragged herself up Rachel’s body, sucking all the way.
"Don’t worry," she told her friend, not even noticing the man behind
her. She started rubbing her pussy against Rachel’s. "I’ve wanted to
do this for a long time." She pressed her mouth against the brunet’s,
their tongues mingling. Rachel moaned, a mixture of pleasure and in
warning of the man. Her eyes widened as he stood right in front of her
and behind Phoebe, looking down at their joined hips. She cried out in
warning, but Phoebe took it as a cry of pleasure.
Steve waited until the blonde girl’s ass was high in the air,
her pussy in perfect alignment. He suddenly grabbed her waist, slamming
his dick into her.
Phoebe cried out in shock, feeling the thick pole spear into
her. She was so tight Steve could only get a few inches into her, but
it was enough. Phoebe tried crawling away from the massive intruder.
Steve pulled back a little, then pushed another several inches into her.
The action caused her cunt to press down on Rachel’s, grinding their
clits together. The two girls gasped in pleasure. Steven slammed
another several inches into the blonde’s pussy, amazed at how tight it
was.
"No, please don’t," Phoebe begged, even as she ground her hips
towards him. "I- I don’t have any protection." She could feel him
withdraw, the walls of her vagina tightening around him.
"Don’t worry about that, baby," Steven told her. Her cunt was
grabbing him like a vice. "I’ve taken care of everything."
Phoebe relaxed, thinking that the man had a vasectomy, or
something like that. His thick, large hands came up and gripped her
breasts, massaging her swollen nipples. She rocked back and forth into
him, pressing into him on the outstroke, grinding her cunt against
Rachel’s sweet pussy on the downstroke. Her breasts kept pushing into
Rachel’s, her hard red nubs pressing against Rachel’s small, brown ones.
Rachel was fighting against the sensations all over her body, feeling
her friends soft body pressing into her own while the rapist’s dick slid
in and out of Phoebe’s wet cunt, sliding through her channel.
Steve suddenly pulled out of the wet tunnel before him. The
cool air slid across his cock, making his ball sack stiffen slightly.
He shoved it into the pussy underneath, filling Rachel’s cunt in one
quick movement. Phoebe cried out in frustration, while Rachel screamed
in the sudden pleasure. Steven pumped her several times, loving the
feel of her openness and warmth around his cock. Then he took it out
and slammed it back inside of Phoebe’s sweet pussy. He had to work it
in and out several times before he could get it all the way inside of
her, feeling the head of his cock push against her cervix. Once he was
fully inside, he would pull out of her and work it inside of Rachel.
His hands roamed over the lovely girl’s bodies, squeezing the firm
breasts, pulling back down to feel their thin waists, loving the
difference in their skin and bodies.
When he was sliding his prick in and out of Rachel’s body he
could feel the beginning of his orgasm. He pulled out of her and
pressed his cock back into Phoebe’s tightness, sliding the entire length
in and out of her tightness. Phoebe started voices her oncoming orgasm.
"Oh, yes, oh, Rachel, I love you, and that guy behind me too, oh, yes…"
Her body kept sliding against Rachel’s, and the big penis was pressing
further and further into her. She could feel it enter her womb, the
head sliding inside with every downstroke. The underside of his dick
slid along Rachel’s pussy, making her press her body harder into
Phoebe’s, kissing her sweet lips with total abandonment.
Steven’s cock started swelling, pressing further inside of
Phoebe’s gates. The sensations started to explode inside of her, her
body suddenly rigid, then trembling in orgasm. This set of Rachel’s
orgasm as well, making her shake against her friend, howling in
response. Steven snarled, feeling his balls rise. The cum shot out
when the head of his cock was wedged inside of Phoebe’s womb, spraying
her insides. Her pussy walls massaged his swollen tool, sucking the
sperm right into her fertile womb. Phoebe could feel the hot liquid
spraying against her insides, filling her with his manly juices. She
cried out again, whole body from her nipples to her belly to her gasping
cunt felt like it was on fire as he sprayed again and again inside of
her. She slammed harder against his cock, trying to fit his whole body
inside of her. Steve came again, filling her entire insides with his
seed. Her spasming pussy took every drop, bringing it right into her
baby maker.
Steve waited a moment after his orgasm subsided, then slowly
pulled out of her. Phoebe moaned as he left her, her slit feeling empty
without him. She looked down with tired blue eyes into Rachel’s hazel
ones, smiling softly. She kissed her friend gently, feeling too tired
to move.
"Wow," she whispered, "He’s really good. What’s his name?"
Rachel had just enough time to answer before Steven used the
Inhibitor on both of them. "I don’t know," she said. "He raped me
before you came, and now he’s got you pregnant too."
"Oh," Phoebe said, the thought barely registering. "Oh," she
said again, feeling his cum swimming inside of her. "I guess that’s why
you didn’t know his name." With that, Steven pressed the switch, and
both girls left to unconsciousness.
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Subject: The Girls of Friends (2/2) (nc, mf)
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See part I for the other stuff.
Next: Monica
"Hey, Rachel, I’m 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’s 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.
"I’m so sorry," he said. "Rachel and I had gotten a little
carried away with our activities, and we hadn’t the time to clean up."
His voice was deep, and incredibly friendly. Monica felt a small twinge
appear, helped by Steve’s stimulator.
"Oh, that’s ok," she said, fidgeting slightly in her arousal.
"It’s 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 you’ll 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’s 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 I’m going to freshen up a little, if you don’t
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’t think this is a good idea," she told him,
feeling her anger rise.
"You’re probably right," he said, that smile still on his face.
"But, I just can’t help myself." Steve took one giant step forward,
grabbing her shirt with both hands. He pulled it apart, the buttons
exploding everywhere. She wasn’t 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’s 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’s 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’s 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 he’d 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’t do this- we’ll get the couch dirty…" she squealed as
the long cock pushed further up inside of her. Steven couldn’t 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 he’d pull her back down, impaling another half
an inch of her onto his cock.
"Damn, seems like I’m 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’t do- I’m 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’s sperm
to fertilize it, but she couldn’t 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’t 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’t- 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
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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’s 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’s 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’t 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’t forget our hero. He left New York
just to make sure he wasn’t 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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