doomfinger
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OOC: Well, I've been away for a little while, and even before that I saw that the original thread pretty much died out. So, I'm going to try again. The setting is the same, being it's the 8th Season: Monica and Chandler are married, Rachel is in the full-swing of her pregnancy, Joey is trying to get over his crush on her, Ross is dealing with being a father again, and Phoebe is just Phoebe. Again, I'll be playing Chandler, and the choice of the other five characters are available to the first person who posts. The goal of the story is for the six friends to end up in a big orgy, perhaps later on, even some of the other characters in the series will be phased in.
IC:
Chandler sat down on the couch in his and Monica's apartment and stretched his back briefly before grabbing the remote and flicking the TV on. "Crap. Crap. Crap," he said, flicking through the channels. After a few minutes, he stuck his tongue in his cheek as he thought.
*Well...Monica is going to be gone for the morning, off shopping with Pheebs...I guess it wouldn't hurt anything...* he thought, standing and walking into the spare bedroom. In there, he opened the closet and began rummaging around until he found his secret shoe box. Inside was the small stash of porn that he'd transfered over from Joey's apartment from when he used to live there. Briefly going through its contents, he picked a video tape, hid the box, and went back into the living room.
Putting the tape in the VCR, Chandler sat back down on the couch and unbuckled and unzipped his pants as the tape began to play. Two young blonde girls appeared on screen, in what was obviously a cheap reproduction of a school classroom; both wore the stereotypical Catholic school girl outfit. Both were young enough that the tape obviously had "Barely Legal" printed on it somewhere, or at least on the box that it had come in, but Chandler had thrown that away ages ago, opting for the more anonymous standard videotape sleeve.
"Ahhh..." Chandler sighed, rubbing his growing erection through the material of his boxers, watching as the girls began to kiss and fondle each other. "There's nothin' like good, old-fashioned, homegrown, girl-on-girl porn!"
As the movie progressed, and the girls shed more and more of their clothes while groping and kissing one another, Chandler unleashed the raging erection in his shorts and began stroking.
"Ohhhhh....yeah," Chandler groaned, "that's the stuff!" Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, he didn't hear footsteps in the hallway approaching the front door, and the door itself open.
"Oh my god!"
Chandler whipped around on the couch and froze, hand still on his hard member: standing there in the doorway were Monica and Phoebe, shopping bags in hand.
IC:
Chandler sat down on the couch in his and Monica's apartment and stretched his back briefly before grabbing the remote and flicking the TV on. "Crap. Crap. Crap," he said, flicking through the channels. After a few minutes, he stuck his tongue in his cheek as he thought.
*Well...Monica is going to be gone for the morning, off shopping with Pheebs...I guess it wouldn't hurt anything...* he thought, standing and walking into the spare bedroom. In there, he opened the closet and began rummaging around until he found his secret shoe box. Inside was the small stash of porn that he'd transfered over from Joey's apartment from when he used to live there. Briefly going through its contents, he picked a video tape, hid the box, and went back into the living room.
Putting the tape in the VCR, Chandler sat back down on the couch and unbuckled and unzipped his pants as the tape began to play. Two young blonde girls appeared on screen, in what was obviously a cheap reproduction of a school classroom; both wore the stereotypical Catholic school girl outfit. Both were young enough that the tape obviously had "Barely Legal" printed on it somewhere, or at least on the box that it had come in, but Chandler had thrown that away ages ago, opting for the more anonymous standard videotape sleeve.
"Ahhh..." Chandler sighed, rubbing his growing erection through the material of his boxers, watching as the girls began to kiss and fondle each other. "There's nothin' like good, old-fashioned, homegrown, girl-on-girl porn!"
As the movie progressed, and the girls shed more and more of their clothes while groping and kissing one another, Chandler unleashed the raging erection in his shorts and began stroking.
"Ohhhhh....yeah," Chandler groaned, "that's the stuff!" Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, he didn't hear footsteps in the hallway approaching the front door, and the door itself open.
"Oh my god!"
Chandler whipped around on the couch and froze, hand still on his hard member: standing there in the doorway were Monica and Phoebe, shopping bags in hand.