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What are friends for?

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When I was in the service, my wife and I lived in an apartment. One of my buddies that I served with was being transferred and had to give up his apartment. However, since he had to vacate three weeks before he shipped out, he needed a place to stay. We invited him to stay with us. We only had a 1-bedroom apartment, but we had a large sofa in the living room just outside the bedroom that he could sleep comfortably on. He thanked us and promptly moved a few of his belongings in (most of the rest had already been shipped to his next duty station).

Paul was 3" taller than me, standing around 6'2", and quite a good-looking man, bearing some resemblance to Warren Beatty. Being in the service, we were both also in great shape.

Carly was 5'4", had medium-length brown hair, beautiful green bedroom eyes, and a dancer's body (smaller-sized breasts, flat stomach, and very shapely legs).

Prior to this, Paul and Carly had hit it off in a friendly way. Whenever Carly and I would go out with my buddies and their ladies, Carly would invariably end up dancing with some of the guys that had no one there...Paul sometimes being one of them. Carly admitted on previous occasions that she found Paul to be attractive and wondered why he didn't have a steady girlfriend. For as long as I had known Paul, he dated, but had no committments. Anyway, Carly was more than happy to have Paul stay with us.

In no time at all, Paul was settled in and rapidly becoming a part of our social activities...going out dining and dancing with us, relaxing at the beach, or just hanging out at home with us in conversation and drinks. Carly and Paul had formed a comfortable bond to the point where they enjoyed talking to each other, and even engaged in some tongue-in-cheek flirtatious banter. Because it was in my presence, we all passed it off as harmless fun.

After two weeks had gone by, Carly and I were in our bedroom one late Sunday afternoon, sitting back on our bed, lightly making out and having some erotic discussions. She had several sexual experiences prior to meeting me. And I, having had relatively few, found listening to her tales to be a turn on. I was getting quite aroused when Paul arrived home after an afternoon out on a motorcycle ride. Our bedroom door was wide open so that we could see him enter the living room. He had to pass by our doorway to get to the bathroom, and, as he passed by on his way back to the living room, we called out to him, asking how his day went. He stopped in the doorway to talk to us. We were fully-clothed and propped up against the headboard of our bed. After a moment or two, we invited him in to continue the conversation. He came in and sat down on the corner of our bed.

I don't recall much of the conversation or for how long it went before I found myself playfully tickling Carly's ribs. She began wriggling on the bed to get away from my reach and ended up near the foot of the bed where Paul was, bumping into him. His reaction was to begin ticking her legs just above the knees. I continued my attack on her ribs, but her wriggling moved her down to the point where my hands were at her breasts. Something came over me, and I began to lightly tickle and caress her braless breasts through her shirt. She realized what I was doing, calmed down and began looking up at me. I just looked back into her eyes and smiled. Paul changed from ticking her legs to lightly caressing her legs through her jeans, from her shins to her thighs just above her knees.

I saw her look down at Paul, smile at him, and then say, "That feels so good!" He just smiled back and lengthened his caresses to higher up on her thighs, just about six inches below the juncture of her legs.

After about three minutes, but for what seemed like an eternity, I reached down to the bottom of her shirt, grabbed it, and gently shimmied it up her torso, eventually revealing her beautiful breasts to Paul. He could only stare. And Carly could only smile and stare into my eyes, showing her approval of what was happening. I responded by lightly massaging her breasts and caressing her nipples. Paul sensed what was happening and positioned himself on the bed so that he, too, could feel and caress her tits. My mind was buzzing and my mouth got dry. Here I was in bed with my wife, showing off her breasts to another man and sharing them with him.

Paul took the cue as to where this was potentially leading and leaned down to take her left breast in his mouth. Carly moaned a soft, "Mmmmmmmmm." She sat upright for just a moment to take her shirt completely off, then reclined back down to Paul's hot mouth on her tits. While he was sucking and kissing her nipples, I continued to caress her face, her chest, and her flat stomach.

Paul's kissing began to move down her body toward her stomach, at which time I began to caress and massage her saliva-moistened breasts. While he was kissing her belly, his hands began roaming all over her hips and thighs. I decided that Carly's pants were only in the way. I asked Carly if she wanted me to take them off. Looking right at me, she said, "Yes."

Paul sat up while I unbottoned her jeans, then he, Carly and I began to remove them, revealing her tight, pink cotton panties. Paul then went back to his kissing and caressing, gradually swirling his hands on her legs and hips closer and closer towards her mound. I watched as his hands stopped at the edge of the leg hole of the panties. He put one of his thumbs on her panties on top of where her clit would be and began lightly caressing there. Again, she responded with an, "Mmmmmmmmm," and she began a slight movement with her hips. Then he slipped one hand under her panties through the leg hole and cupped her mound.

Carly decided that the panties were in the way and asked Paul to remove them. She lifted her hips as he slid them down and off her legs. Carly was completely naked in front of another man as I looked on. And this 'other man' had a full view of her hot, puffy pussy lips. It didn't take long before Carly began to unbuckle Paul's belt. As she and Paul completely undressed him, I took my clothes off, too. But I couldn't help but notice, as Paul got down to his underwear, that he was hard and sizable. As his underwear was peeled off, his cock bounced out, up and down at rigid attention.

We assumed our previous places on the bed. My mind reeled. I couldn't resist. I reached down and started fingering her clit and running my finger up and down her snatch. It was wetter than I'd ever remembered! Drenched! Paul's hands and fingers soon found their way back to her pussy where they took over my work.

I positioned my cock in front of Carly's face, and she began licking up and down its shaft and sucking on its head. I was so engrossed by her mouthing of my cock that I didn't truly pay attention as Paul got down on the bed between her legs and began tonguing her pussy. She began moving her hips in earnest, trying to get the most out of his tongue.

She was hot! She knew that this man was probably going to fuck her in front of her husband, and she wanted it. She caressed the hair on his head as he attacked her pussy slit. I slipped in behind her on the bed so that she was lying back on my stomach and chest, and between my outstretched legs so that I could get a 'front row seat'. While watching them, I reached over her shoulders and continued to fondle her breasts.

Either Paul's mouth got tired or his balls couldn't hold the pressure any longer...he got up from her pussy and climbed up the bed over her. His rock-hard cock was dangling down, pointing towards her gash. She reached down with her right hand, took hold of it and directed it to her pussy hole as he lowered himself down to her. I was in awe of the reality of the moment as I saw the head of his cock reach the opening, then as the large purple head of it disappeared in between its lips. Carly responded with an "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh."

As they stared into each other's eyes, Paul began a very slow, very slight pistoning motion, driving his cock a little deeper into her with each thrust. And every time he withdrew it, I could see his glistening shaft, soaked with her pussy's juices. It didn't take long before his cock was sunk all the way down into her to the hilt, his pubic bone pressed against hers and his large, hanging balls pressed against her ass. His cock was longer than mine, so I knew that she must have been feeling him deep down in her. Again, Carly's hips began to move, forcing a fucking motion between the two of them. Paul took up the rhythm, pistoning his cock in and out of her.

I remember thinking to myself that this was so very surreal. Most men would be overcome with jealousy to even allow something like this to happen. Yes, I felt some jealousy at the sight of another man having sex with my wife, but I felt more so the erotic excitement at the sight of another man having passionate sexual pleasure with my wife, and that I was a part of it.

They fucked like this for about five minutes (I would guess). I moved around to Carly's face again so that she could suck me. This proved to be a little awkward with the way that they were positioned on the bed, so she repositioned herself on all fours, facing me as I rested back on the bed. Paul moved behind her ass, entered her pussy again and began fucking her doggie-style. Now I got to feel her hot, magical mouth on my hard-as-hell cock while watching Carly and Paul fuck. I felt their sexual gyrations as he was pounding into her, forcing her movements on my cock.

It began at the base of my cock with a tingling sensation that built and built with every pump that her hand made along my cock while her mouth engulfed its head. I wanted to keep myself from cumming too quickly, but the picture in front of me was more than I could withstand. I uttered, "God, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh, God, yeh!" as I erupted into her mouth. Like the experienced cocksucker that she learned to be with all of those guys before she met me, she didn't miss a beat and swallowed my cum, draining me of every drop that my cock had to offer.

This, along with Paul's cock sliding in and out of her, set off her orgasm. She buried her face on top of my cock, and cried, "Yes! Fuck me! Ohhh, fuck me! Fuck me!" It was a chain reaction because Paul's pounding became more deliberate and harder as he plunged his cock as deeply as he could while shooting his sperm deep into her belly. He plunged about a dozen times as he unloaded his hot cum, then lowered his upper torso down over her back, kissing her back and reaching around to lightly caress the neatly cropped patch of silky hair just above her clit.

We all stayed like this for several moments, unable to move. Eventually, Carly and Paul uncoupled. Paul dropped to the bed right where he was, and Carly turned herself around on the bed so that whe was lying between us. When she did this, I could see the glint of Paul's milky cum that had seeped out of her pussy and down past her clit when they were still in the doggie-style position. I am so glad that Carly was on the pill. Otherwise, we would not have allowed Paul to probe her pussy with his cock without the use of a condom. Now, I had the thrill of seeing another man's sperm oozing out of Carly's pussy...clear evidence that she had just been well-fucked. Inexplicably, this was a rousing turn on.

Seeing her cum-soaked pussy only served to get me harder sooner after cumming. In no time at all, I positioned myself over her body as she was lying on her back. I positioned my cock at the entrance of her love channel. She raised her knees, inviting me to sink my pole into her. She was a little looser from just having been fucked, and very wet with Paul's cum still deep in her vagina. I began a long, slow fuck, this time while Paul watched. Carly's hips rose and fell to meet my thrusts. It took longer for me to reach my orgasm, but it was explosive. I came hard, adding my sperm to Paul's that was already in her pussy.

Carly was just getting warmed up when I came. So she began sucking on Paul's cock, licking his and her juices from it until he became hard. She mounted him, climbing on top of his pole while he was on his back. Now I could see my cum seeping out of her pussy down around his penis. 'On top' is her favorite position. And it didn't take long for her to achieve another climax. This time, it was a lighter one, but much longer. Paul rolled her over onto her back and resumed his pumping in and out of her while kissing her deeply, probing his tongue in and out of her mouth. She reached up and wrapped her arms around him, and wrapped her legs around his hips with her knees flaring out so as to give his cock full access to her pussy. All the while he continued to fuck her, it seemed as if Carly was lost in one long, continuous orgasm. Breaking their kissing, her head began moving from side to side. She made whimpering -- sometimes crying -- noises, and she could only moan her pleasures at the fucking she was getting. Paul came again, plunging his cock deep down into her as his cum spurted from its head.

A few moments after he came, he rolled off to her side. I reached over and began a light groping of her pussy hole, wanting to see what it felt like with three loads of hot cum in it...and two of those from some other man's balls!

Sadly, we had waited far too long during Paul's stay with us to do something like this, and Paul had to ship out soon after. We never saw him again. That's not to say that we have never had this experience again, though...just not with Paul, our 'first'.

Husbands, if you can ever get over your own insecurities about your marriages, there is nothing sexier than a women who has been so thoroughly satisfied sexually!

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