Rachel

Joey examines all the topless women. He says, “I know I said I’m an ass man. But I cannot pass up Rachel’s top tier tits. They are incredible. I’d be insane to not choose her.”

My heart sinks at missing the opportunity to fuck Rachel. I try to stay positive though. At least I got to see her big tits. That was basically a dream come true.

I watch Ross whisper something into Rachel’s ear before she walks over to Joey. He sits down and pats his lap. She sits down on him and he wraps an arm around her pale shoulders.

Phoebe speaks up, “Okay Chandler now it’s you’re turn to choose. Either me or your wife. But I’m warning you: if you choose your wife, I will sneak into your room tonight and will puncture one of yours balls with a knife.”

Shit. Obviously I wasn’t going to choose to fuck my own wife. But her aggression and horniness for me, turns me on. I check out Phoebe. She is a sexy, badass chick. She has her black hair pulled behind one ear, revealing at least five different piercings in her cartilage. Tattoos line her tight body. She wears yoga pants that hug the curve of her thighs and ass.

I say, “Come here Phoebe. Let’s finally fuck so we don’t kill each other.”

She smiles and walks over to me. She grabs my cock and squeezes as hard as she can. I don’t react. She says, “Fuck your fat cock is hard. I was hoping to bring you down to your knees with that.”

Before I can respond, I hear Ross say, “Get over here Monica. Forget these couples. We’re going to have a really fun time.”

Monica asks the group, “So we all just banging out here in the open, or are we taking it inside so we can have some intimacy?”