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Friends: The Going-Away Present
by Intergalactichi (hisotherlife@earthlink.net)

***

This story takes place in a parallel universe, 
somewhere between the end of the sitcom "Friends" and 
the beginning of the new "Joey". (MF, FF, orgy, sitcom-
parody)

***

When Joey woke up, he wasn’t sure for a moment where he 
was. He couldn’t see, but he could feel that he was 
lying in bed. He was also stripped to the waist and 
blindfolded. His arms were cuffed to the head of the 
bed. Then he felt a soft hand on his chest.

"Joey? Did you sleep well, my love?"

"Huh, Rache? What happened?"

"You remember, Joey... we all got together to say 
goodbye to you."

"Before you move out to LA." Another voice said.

"Phoebes?" The voice had come from the other side of 
his bed.

"Yeah. You remember, Ross dropped Emma off with 
Rachel’s mom, and the twins are with Monica’s parents, 
and Rachel brought a bottle of Merlot, and we all got a 
little... happy."

"You’re still happy now, aren’t you, Joey?" Rachel 
said, and he felt a hand brushing against his cock 
through his pants.

"WHAT?"

"Oh, I think he’s very happy. Aren’t you?" Phoebe 
breathed, and stuck her pink tongue into his ear.

Shocked, Joey just lay there as he felt Phoebe get up 
off the bed and Rachel pulled the blindfold off. The 
first thing he saw was Phoebe standing in front of him 
wearing Victoria’s Secret’s best Wonderbra push-up 
technology... and no panties. He almost came in his 
pants. Then Rachel moved into his sightline, and he saw 
that she was wearing only a sheet... a sheet that did 
nothing to cover her beautiful, bare ass as she walked 
down to join Phoebe. Turning to face Joey, she dropped 
the sheet and stood before him naked for a moment. Oh 
my god. Rachel had... that was... Rachel had shaved her 
pussy!

"So Joey, how do you like your going away present? I 
hope you don’t mind I unwrapped it," she said, then 
turned and helped Phoebe out of her bra.

"I wanted to, but Rachel won the coin toss.

"Heads she wins, tails you lose?"

"Yeah."

"Damn it, Phoebe! Is this ok? I mean, Rache, you just 
got back together with Ross. And Phoebe, you’re 
married."

"Yeah, but I’m not dead."

Rachel stood behind Phoebe, pressing her breasts 
against her friend’s back, then reached around front 
and played with the lips of her pussy.

"Definitely not dead."

Phoebe leaned her head back and kissed Rachel, who let 
her hands slide up Phoebe’s body and cup her breasts. 
Joey’s head was almost exploding.

"And don’t worry about Mike," Phoebe said.

"Or Ross. You see, Monica and we came to... an 
understanding."

The two women smiled at each other as they remembered 
the moment. Monica had insisted that she couldn’t do 
what they wanted her to, but some hard fucking by 
Rachel with a strap-on dildo, combined with the sweet 
taste of Phoebe’s pussy as she sat on Monica’s face, 
had changed her mind. Even now, she was sliding her 
steaming cunt up and down Mike’s cock.

"And me and Ross, we’re on a break," Rachel said with 
an evil smile. 

"So all you have to decide, stud, is which of us you 
want first."

"Turn around, Phoebe, let him get a good look."

Phoebe turned her ass to Joey.

"Girls, you gotta help me."

"Aw...whatsamatter, Joey? Your pants getting a 
little... tight?" Rachel laughed.

Joey was desperate. "I gotta touch you."

"You wanna touch me, baby? Okay."

Rachel got up on the bed and straddled Joey, offering 
him her pointy, brown nipples to suck on, which he did 
to her great delight, as she ground her pussy against 
his crotch.

"This is driving me crazy, I gotta touch you!"

"Hmm, what do you think, Phoebes? Should we let him 
touch us?" She kissed Joey, rolling off his body and 
onto the bed next to him.

"I don’t know, but I’m gonna touch him." He felt 
Phoebe’s hands at his pants and then she was pulling 
them down and suddenly he felt her wet mouth on his 
prick.

"Phoebe! Phoebe! Oh my god Phoebe!"

Joey was overwhelmed with sensation as Phoebe took him 
in her mouth. He was trying to think of everything from 
sports scores to Chandler’s ass to keep from coming. 
Then he heard Rachel’s voice in his ear.

"You want to come, don’t you big boy?"

"Don’t even say that word."

"It’s okay, Joey, you can come if you want to. We’ll 
let you inside us again. This is gonna be a night 
you’ll remember for the rest of your life," Rachel 
said, and began wrapping her thighs around his ears, 
her slit in Joey’s face. "It’s only one night, but it’s 
all night. You better make the most of it."

Joey went to town on Rachel’s shaved pussy, sucking her 
clit inside his mouth.

"Mmmmmm... Joey... Joey... Joey..."

Phoebe raised her head. "Is he good?"

"Oh my god... so good."

"God damn it, keep sucking my prick, woman!" Joey’s 
voice was muffled but his need was apparent. Rachel 
laughed and slid off him as Phoebe returned her 
attentions to Joey. Talking in his ear, she said,

"I want you to tell me, Joey...I want you to tell me 
every dirty thing you want to do to me. To us. 
Everything you ever thought about. All these 
years...what you imagined."

"I..."

"Me too. Tell us." Phoebe said, taking him out of her 
mouth and running a red fingernail up his balls.

"I-I don’t."

"Tell us, Joey," Rachel said. She bent down and joined 
Phoebe, her tongue flicking around the head as Phoebe 
sucked his balls.

"...don’t know why I’m thinking of this..."

"Yes...?"

"Must just be what you said about... any dirty 
thing..."

"Yes, Joey...every dirty thing."

"I-I want to..."

"Yes...?"

"I want to..."

"Yes?"

"I wanna fuck your ass!" Joey screamed. Rachel slipped 
up next to him and spoke in his ear again. She said 
only two words, but it was enough to make Joey’s cock 
surge in Phoebe’s mouth and start filling it with cum.

"You can," Rachel said.

Joey exploded, and Phoebe moaned as she took his cum 
into her mouth.

Rachel said, "You’re so lucky, Phoebe, I wish I had him 
in my mouth."

When Joey was finished, Phoebe moved up and kissed 
Rachel, who could taste Joey’s cum on her lips.

"Oh my god, girls, that was incredible," Joey was 
saying.

"That was just the beginning."

"Yeah, you better get it up again soon, mister."

Rachel got up and left the bedroom for a moment, Joey 
enjoying watching her go. She returned (and Joey 
enjoyed watching her return) with a beer for each of 
them.

"I’m gonna need one or two more of these," she said, 
"if this evening is gonna have the happy ending you’re 
hoping for." 

She winked at Joey, swigged from the bottle, then 
turned around and rubbed it between the cheeks of her 
ass, even allowing the mouth of the bottle to briefly 
come in contact with the lips of her pussy, and then 
drinking from it again. 

Phoebe reached under the bed and pulled out a Polaroid 
camera, which she aimed and clicked at Rachel, making 
sure she got her whole body in the shot. She then 
dropped the developing picture onto Joey’s momentarily 
soft but still impressive 8-inch cock.

"Something for you to remember us by when you’re 
watching all the beach bunnies, Joey."

Rachel looked at her in amazement. "Phoebe, are you 
sure you want to do that? What if Mike finds... what if 
Ross..."

"Rachel, he’s moving to LA. After tonight these 
pictures are gonna be on another coast."

"Hey, I guess you’re right. Well, stud, got any 
requests?"

Phoebe and Rachel spent the next several minutes acting 
out pornographic scenarios for Joey’s benefit as he 
took picture after picture (they released his arms)of 
their poses. Some of them he suggested, some they 
thought up themselves. And once Rachel got too into her 
"part" and made Phoebe cum until she begged for mercy. 
Joey really liked that.

"I’m never gonna need to buy porno again," he said, 
looking down at he stack of pictures.

Rachel looked at him and his growing cock.

"You ready to fuck us again yet, wild man?"

"Just a couple of more pictures... Rache, stand up, 
turn your back to me. I wanna see your ass wriggle."

Smiling at Phoebe, Rachel did as he asked, throwing a 
couple extra shakes into it for good measure.

"Good, good. Now Phoebe, you stand next to her and face 
me. Now arch your back."

With an even bigger smile, Phoebe stepped to the foot 
of the bed and did so. The control of the evening had 
shifted and the women knew it. And the women liked it. 

Then, without being prompted, Rachel put her arms 
around Phoebe’s neck and pulled her close. Their soft, 
hot skin rubbed against each other as she whispered 
something Joey couldn’t hear. But it made Phoebe smile 
and blush.

("I’m never giving you up," Rachel had said. "You’re 
mine when Joey goes. I’m yours whenever you want me.")

He was beginning to feel neglected even as he marveled 
at their firm, shapely bodies, and those breasts! Oh 
those breasts! Taking them all in with his eyes, he 
decided that Phoebe’s were slightly larger, but 
Rachel’s body was tighter overall. Not that it mattered 
much. Both of them were just so damn beautiful he felt 
like he was trying to choose between a meatball sub and 
a jar of Monica’s delicious jam.

"Um...I think he’s ready for us." Phoebe said. Indeed, 
Joey’s cock was once again pointing towards the 
ceiling. Rachel and Phoebe oohed and aahed over it, and 
that made Joey feel good. "Shut him up, Rache." 

Rachel climbed onto the bed and kissed Joey hard, and 
Phoebe heard whimpers of pleasure coming from her 
friend and a gasp from Joey as Rachel wrapped her 
fingers around his prick.

"You’ve got such a killer body, Rache," he moaned, then 
looked at Phoebe to make sure she didn’t feel slighted. 
"So do you, Phoebes."

"Thank you, Joey," Phoebe said in a low voice, and Joey 
felt her breasts pressing to his chest as she climbed 
on top of him. Rachel reached down and helped him aim 
as he slid into her.

"Oh, god!" she said, in rapture.

"Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes yes!"

I can’t believe it, Joey thought to himself. I’m 
fucking Phoebe. And Rachel is...

"Joey," Phoebe whimpered. "Fuck me!" She arched her 
back, almost falling backwards but leaning on one arm 
as he moved in and out of her. Rachel stuck her tits in 
Joey’s face and he went right for them, taking one in 
his mouth and tickling her nipple with his tongue as he 
sucked on it.

"Oh! God. Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey, Jo-ey!"

The pleasure was so wonderfully intense Rachel flailed 
out blindly, finding Phoebe’s hand and clasping it. 

Suddenly, Joey pulled out of a disappointed Phoebe and 
pulled Rachel beneath him. Hovering over her like a 
cat, his tongue traced up her neck and behind her ear. 

Rachel was shocked to feel herself beginning to come. 
My god, she thought. He’s not even inside me yet, but, 
but... it was just something about the moment, and the 
heat, and the way he was gazing at her so intensely, 
the feel of him so strong and big pressed against the 
entrance to her—

"Oh Joey! Ummmm, uh, uhhhhhhh, ooooohhhhh yes!" Her 
back arched and she reached down with her hand, 
wrapping it around his cock, jacking 
and stroking and coaxing. 

"I'm gonna... Rache... oh my god... I'm gonna..."

And then, as she reached her own crescendo, he was 
coming on her tits. She smeared it all over like suntan 
lotion and laughed in great delight, rubbing and 
squeezing them together.

Phoebe gave a cry of anguish. She was sitting on the 
edge of the bed with one leg curled up and one on the 
floor, and her fingers were rubbing between her legs.

"Damn it, you guys," she whined, "I wanna come too."

"Sorry Pheebs."

"Sorry Phoebe."

"You should be. Now what are you going to do about it?"

Rachel got up and headed for the bathroom as Joey 
noticed once again her gorgeous ass.

"I’m taking a quick shower," she said. "Oh Joey, if you 
haven’t laid Phoebe by the time I get back... nuh-uh." 
She covered her ass with one hand, looked over her 
shoulder and winked at them as she exited.

Phoebe wrapped her legs around Joey’s prostrate body. 
"I don’t think you want to risk that," she said. "Do 
you?"

"Pheebs, I don’t know if I can..."

"Shh. Come here." Phoebe lay on her side with her legs 
scissored round Joey and spoke to him in a low voice 
while one finger traced the length of his penis. Soon 
he began to feel himself getting excited again.

"There it is." Phoebe said, feeling him rise in her 
hand as she jerked it gently up and down. "That’s a 
good boy. That’s a good, big boy." 

She shifted and moved on top of him, pressing her chest 
against his and letting him feel the lips of her pussy 
against the back of his cock.

"Oh, Pheebs..."

"Joey..." she breathed. And for a moment they just 
looked at each other, knowing that over ten years of 
friendship had come to this, knowing it was possible 
they would never see one another again. They kissed and 
she rubbed herself against him.

"I’m gonna make you come, Pheebs."

"Do it. Do it, Joey," she taunted. "Show me what you 
can do. Keep your promise."

"What promise?"

"Every time you kissed me, I know you were thinking 
about what it’d be like to fuck me."

"I was."

"Me too, so show me. Make me—"

Suddenly Joey grabbed her and with animal passion 
pulled her down onto the bed, and before she knew what 
was happening he had grabbed the handcuffs and locked 
her arms above her head. She arched towards him as he 
kissed her deeply and her tongue shot wildly into his 
mouth.

"Did you like it when I came in your mouth?" He asked.

"You know I did."

"Tell me."

"I loved it."

"Maybe you can return the favor." His tongue slid down 
between her breasts and didn’t stop until it entered 
her hungry box. She twisted and writhed in the chains, 
wanting to grab at his arms, and her heels beat at his 
back, and he knew she was coming.

"Suck my clit!" She gasped. "Hard!"

He did as she asked, slipping several fingers in for 
good measure. 

Phoebe came so hard she actually snapped the piece of 
the headboard to which she was cuffed, reaching down 
and grabbing at Joey till she found his hand and held 
it tight, gasping as she came in little explosions in 
his mouth.

When he lifted his head he saw the biggest grin 
spreading across her face, and he crawled ho his knees 
as she spread her legs apart underneath him. She 
stroked his cock as if to reassure herself it were 
real.

"Oh, my god, I think it’s gotten bigger..." His cock 
felt like it had actually grown another inch. She had 
at least one more orgasm building up inside her, and 
she reached out and touched Joey’s face as he began to 
fuck her.

"Joey! Oh Joey, fuck me! Fuck me with that big dick, 
yes that's it, I'm coming Joey."

All he could feel was Phoebe’s heat clenching around 
him as he shot in and out of her as hard as he could.

"Uhhh, Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe..."

"Joey..."

He bent down, and her hands were in his hair as she 
whispered in his ear, urging him on with filthy 
commands.

"Come on stud, come on, Joey Tribiani, come on, give it 
to me. Is that all you got?" This just made him 
concentrate harder on giving Phoebe yet another orgasm.

"OOoooh," she gently sighed, her head falling back on 
the pillow. Then he was flipping them over, still 
inside of her, ending up lying on his back and 
caressing her face as she rode him. He traced her lips 
with his fingers and she sucked his thumb into her 
mouth. Then he ran his hand from her mouth to one of 
her nipples, feeling how erect it was, and then licking 
it.

"Oh, Phoebe, you taste so good."

"Thank you... you too... god, Joey, you’re such a good 
lover... and your dick is... I gotta taste it again!"

She got off him, moved her head down, and cupped his 
balls with one hand as she slipped the tip of his dick 
into her mouth, tonguing the head as though she were 
scrubbing it, sliding it in and out as deeply as she 
could.

Joey felt the cum rising inside him, and he knew he’d 
be ready to shoot soon if he didn’t.

"Wow," said Rachel. 

Phoebe lifted her head from his lap and they both 
looked at her standing naked before them, a towel 
around her waist but tits proud and perky.

"Aw baby," Joey moaned.

Phoebe saw the way he was staring at Rachel’s tits and 
decided to regain his attention by sliding his hard 
member in between her own. He thrust up and she sucked 
his cock, alternately letting him tit-fuck her and 
working him over with her mouth until he was slick and 
slippery. Meanwhile, Rachel slid her hand down between 
Phoebe’s legs and inserted a finger. 

"Rachel Karen Green, what are you doing?"

"Shh," said Rachel, and sucked Phoebe’s clit into her 
mouth.

"Oh my god!"

With a roar that was almost frightening, Joey pulled 
Phoebe beneath him once more. Her eyes rolled back in 
her head as he entered her, and she gasped. 

"Fuckin’ yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! The way 
you move your dick in my pussy."

Lying next to them, Rachel ran her hands over as many 
parts of her friend’s bodies as she could.

"I’ve wanted you for so long, Pheebs... I don’t know 
why I waited."

"Cause you’re a stupid, stupid man." Rachel said, and 
bit his earlobe.

Phoebe was whimpering and trying to lift her legs up 
higher and higher with his every thrust, knees bending 
and flexing as she clutched at his ass, hoping to drive 
him in deeper and deeper. Rachel kissed his back and 
pressed her breasts against it.

"Fuck her... fuck her, Joey..."

"I am, Rachel."

"And when you’re ready to come, you know what I want 
you to do? I want you to come in my mouth."

"You sure?" He looked down at Phoebe. Part of him 
wanted to come in her pussy. Part of him never wanted 
to leave her pussy.

"Do it." Phoebe whispered.

He could stand no more, and forced himself to pull out 
of Phoebe, grabbing Rachel and throwing her down onto 
the bed, straddling her chest and aiming the head of 
his cock right into her open mouth. As soon as she got 
a hold of his member in her warm mouth he started 
moving in and out of it, her licking his cock as he 
fucked her face. Then he exploded, pouring what felt 
like buckets of cum into her. She swallowed it all like 
a pro, licking and kissing him with a darting tongue.

"I don’t know how we girls are going to get along 
without you, Joey." 

Joey collapsed on the bed between her and Phoebe.

"That’s okay," he said, "after tonight, I may not be 
leaving. I may never be leaving. I may never be able to 
make my legs work again."

Rachel and Phoebe looked at each other over Joey and 
smiled in satisfaction.

"But it’s still not over yet." Phoebe said.

"Please girls... you’re killing me!"

"Aw, come on, Joey," Rachel said. Don’t give up now. 
After all, there’s still one or two things we haven’t 
done."

Rachel got on her hands and knees and presented her ass 
to him, rubbing her face against the bed sheets.

***

The next morning, Phoebe slipped into a robe and 
answered the door. Ross & Mike were standing there.

"Hi honey."

"Hi Pheebs. So is Joey ready to go?

"I dunno. Lemme go see." She walked back to the 
bedroom, making sure they didn’t see her smirk. They 
knew Joey had stayed with her last night, having 
finally given up the apartment he used to share with 
Chandler, but she didn’t think they had any idea of the 
going-away present she and Rachel had chipped in on. 

Opening her bedroom door, she saw Rachel bent over the 
edge of the bed, Joey on his knees behind her, fucking 
her with all his might as they had anal sex. Rachel was 
keeping up a running commentary of dirty talk, too, her 
face contorted with pleasure and pain.

"Yeah, baby, yeah baby, that’s right. Give it to me. 
Give it to me. Yeah, baby, this is what you always 
wanted to do to me, isn’t it? Fuck me. Fuck your best 
friend’s girl. Fuck me in the ass," she moaned.

Phoebe closed the door, smiled to herself, and returned 
to the living room where Ross and Mike were sitting on 
the couch.

"Sorry," she said, "Joey’s not through... packing. He 
should be ready in about 15 minutes."

Thinly, she heard Rachel’s voice rising in orgasm.

"Or less," she said quickly, hoping Ross hadn’t heard 
it. "But tell me," she continued, "how do you guys want 
to kill the time?"

Her hands were already undoing her robe as Ross’s eyes 
opened wide...

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