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My wife and best friend

My wife and best friend

My best friend Chris invited Pauline and I to his house for one of our frequent trips with him. We've done that many times. However, this time everything will be different.

In the evenings, as usual, we sat on the floor by the fireplace on duvets and blankets. It was a little cold, so we all crawled under the covers and got comfortable, placing Pauline between us. We drank, which wasn't unusual, but what was unusual was that it was our first time trying weed. I relaxed so much that I went to bed. A little later I woke up to a slight jolt in my leg. I thought it was Polina waking me up to go to sleep.

I felt her leg touch mine in a constant, rhythmic and fluid motion. I looked around with squinted eyes and saw Chris right next to me, lying on top of my wife, gently rocking his hips back and forth. I had to blink a few times to clear my head and understand what I was seeing.

The blanket only barley covered his back, and as the movement continued slowly and steadily, the blanket began to slip further and further, sliding toward his bottom and finally slipping off completely. My blurry eyes widened as I saw what was actually happening.

Pauline's bare legs were stretched out next to Chris's and her spread knees were slightly bent. His legs were tightly pressed together and pressed tightly between her legs. His pants had ridden up at his ankles, where they were obviously caught. He still had his shirt on, but my wife's jeans had completely fallen off her legs and lay messily at her feet. Her plain white bikini bottoms were wrinkled around her ankle. Her flannel shirt was unbuttoned and her breasts (still in her bra) were pressed against his chest. Her arms and hands lay next to her, palms up. Chris buried his face in the crook of his neck and my wife closed her eyes, and in fact she looked so relaxed I thought she might have passed out.

The shock to my leg was caused by her left knee being pressed against my leg, no doubt as Chris spread her legs and squatted between them. As his hips moved down and forward with his inward thrust, she spread her legs even wider and her knee pressed into mine. She looked like she was in a trance.

Neither of them moved except for Chris' ass and thighs, which he pushed back and forth in her crotch in slow, long strokes. Her ass perked up each time his weight landed on her, and their thighs touched perfectly. Every three or four thrusts he lifted his hips up, thrusting forward and letting his cock fall almost straight down. I raised my head slightly. Yes, it was his cock, rock hard, very wet and shiny, disappearing into her pussy and then reappearing. The smell of sex wafted toward me every time he pulled away. I lifted my head even more. This gave me a great view of his cock sliding in and out of her wet tunnel.

Chris always expressed his desire to Pauline and I knew she liked him too. So I think when you're stoned and horny and you have an attractive woman next to you, something like that can happen. I pretended to be asleep and continued to watch this amazing sight.

He continued to raise and lower his ass as his cock moved easily in and out of my wife's shaved pussy. It was so hypnotic that I almost nodded off as Polina lay still, moaning and clinging to him. It was obvious that he was trying to cum and started going faster and Polina, sensing the change, whispered to him not to cum inside her. He ignored her and continued fucking her and I also noticed that she didn't move to stop him.

Chris suddenly lifted his ass up, exposing his entire wet, glistening cock, and quickly plunged into her pussy for one final thrust, pushing her to the hilt and making a smacking sound. Polina giggled softly and balled the fingers of both hands into a fist as she brought them to her forehead. He lay completely still, only his butt twitching and a soft moan coming from his mouth. My wife began to tremble with every stroke of his cock as he shot his cum into her.

He lay motionless as his cock pumped the last of his cum into her. Pauline lay there, her stomach heaving as his seed entered the deepest part of her vagina calmly, easily and without resistance. He lay there for a minute, and then when he pulled away, a stream of liquid was visibly running from her pussy.

Then he rolled off of her, his cock flying out with a soft sucking sound. As I pulled out his cock, more cum came out of my wife's vagina. It was already softening after being completely empty. He whispered something quietly to her like "Thank you, I really need this" and then kissed her on the lips. She probably didn't know what to say, she just said itwelcome, and soon he fell asleep.

Pauline slowly raised her head and watched as his cum oozed out of her. She reached out and smeared her fingers with the juice mixture. She looked at it as it gleamed in the firelight and then looked at Chris, who was sleeping. She looked a little confused, but tiredly, she rolled over to me, snuggled up to me, and fell asleep.

The next morning I was the first to wake up. Some of her clothes were still removed and what remained was in a disheveled state. Pauline's jeans were not immediately visible, but her panties were still hanging around her left ankle.

I waited for them to wake up, stretched and began to wake up. I looked at them strangely and then they both blushed. They looked at each other's half-naked bodies. Chris's red pubic hair was caked with dried cum, my wife's pussy juice and Pauline's pussy were covered in the same crust, it was obvious she had been fucked the night before and I hadn't.

I looked at Chris and then Pauline and then just said you had a party last night. I kissed my wife for a long time and gave them both a cheeky grin before I did itbathroom.

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