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My wife and best friend

My wife and best friend My best friend Chris invited Paulene and me up to his apartment for one of our frequent get-away trips with him. We had done this many times before. This time would be different however. As usual in the evenings we were sitting around his fireplace on duvets and blankets the floor. It was a little cold so we all got under a blanket and got comfortable with Paulene between us. We had been drinking which wasn't unusual but what was unusual was that we had also tried some pot for the first time. I wound up being so relaxed I went to sleep. A little later I awoke by a gentle nudging against my leg. I thought it was Paulene waking me to go to bed. I could feel her leg brushing up against mine in a constant, rhythmic and smooth motion. I glanced over with slitted eyes and right next to me I saw Chris lying on top of my wife rocking his hips smoothly forward and backward. I had to blink several times to clear my head and an effort make sense as to what I was seeing. The blanket was barley covering his back and as the motion continued in a slow steady manner the blanket began to slip down more and more, slipping towards his ass, finally slipping entirely off. My bleary eyes got wide at what was actually happening. Paulene’s naked legs were stretched out alongside Chris’s ones and her spread knees were slightly bent. His legs were tight together and firmly wedged between hers. His pants were bunched up around his ankles where they had obviously been pushed. ...

... He still had his shirt on but my wife’s jeans were completely off her legs and lying at her feet in a jumble. Her plain, white bikini panties were all scrunched up around one ankle. Her flannel shirt was opened and her breasts (still in her bra) were being squashed down by his chest. Her hands and arms were lying by her side with her palms facing up. Chris had his face buried in the crook of her neck and my wife had her eyes closed and it she actually looked so relaxed that I thought she was passed out. The nudging against my leg was caused by her left knee, which had been forced up against my leg, no doubt when Chris had moved her legs apart and hunkered down between them. As his hips came down and forward with his inward thrust they forced her legs apart even further and her knee pushed into mine. She looked like she was in a trance. Neither one was moving except for Chris’s ass and hips, which he was slowly thrusting in long slow strokes forward and back into her crotch. Her ass flattened out each time his weight was put on her, their hips meeting perfectly. Every three or four thrusts he would raise his hips up high move forward and force his cock almost straight down. I raised my head slightly. Yes that was his cock all right, hard as a rock, very wet and shiny and doing a disappearing and reappearing act in her pussy. The smell of sex wafted towards me each time he withdraw himself. I raised my head more. This gave me a perfect view of his cock gliding in and out of her ...