Sexual friendship to help put out the fire in your best friend's husband's relationship

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Is it real? Is it an illusion? No need to delve too deeply. Some things are real, some are illusions; who can tell? I can't even tell myself. Some things come true, some are still just imagination.
Needless to say, the storm passed, and the next day my wife denied it again, saying it was just lewd talk to fuel the mood, like before. I didn't want to investigate further, but I secretly regretted not saying I wanted to sleep with Lily yesterday. Knowing my wife's personality, her reaction to those words made things even clearer.
Lily is my wife's best friend, a close friend for nearly twenty years. She has a pure, sweet, and fair appearance, somewhat resembling an actress named Pear. She's in her forties, but looks no more than twenty-six or twenty-seven. From the moment they met until now, young men have always pursued her. She just got married early, shortly after graduating high school, to an IT professional, and only returned to work two or three years after giving birth. But everyone knows that many programmers in the IT industry are unkempt, and Lily's ex-husband unfortunately fell into that category. Busy with work, lacking in romance, and a bit sloppy, over time, the relationship between Lily and her husband slowly deteriorated. As their assets increased, Lily had higher aspirations for life, but her ex-husband was very frugal, ultimately leading to their divorce.
Lily's new husband is also a young man in the IT industry, eight or nine years younger than her. Whether there's some kind of "stealing the older man's wife" dynamic, I don't know. My wife probably knows, but she won't tell me. Her attitude in this matter is that Lily wasn't wrong, her ex-husband wasn't wrong either, they just weren't compatible and couldn't continue the relationship. I secretly scoffed at this. Lily isn't a woman who can endure loneliness. Right after the divorce and before they remarried, when they went out together, my wife went to the restroom, and Lily told me that she and her sister had gone to bars to pick up men, every year when they went back to their hometown for Chinese New Year. She wasn't as good as my wife thought.
I wasn't sexually interested in Lily. How to put it? Men don't want to sleep with every beautiful woman they see. Lily is exactly the kind of woman I admire but don't want to mess with. I don't have a penchant for sleeping with girls who look innocent and pure, because they often don't respond to flirting, thus eliminating any desire for ambiguity. Besides, Lily is clearly an A cup, which I can't handle. Her buttocks are rounder and fuller than my wife's, but not perky. We've occasionally brushed against each other during our time together, and I can feel the smoothness of her skin even through her pants, but that's all; I haven't even gotten a slight erection as a sign of respect. Two years ago, when Lily and her ex-husband were going through a major divorce, things got very tense. Lily even went back to her hometown in a neighboring city for half a year, and all her contact with her son and sending him things were done through my wife. Later, her ex-husband finally let go. Lily had given up all her assets from the beginning, leaving with nothing except one house registered under her son's name, and another newly bought large house going to her husband. Her ex-husband still gave her several hundred thousand yuan in cash. It can only be said that both of them were good people, but they were simply not compatible. My wife was running between the two sides for a while, and she deserves some credit for the final outcome. It's just that I wasn't familiar with Lily's ex-husband; I'd only met him once or twice.
I often urged my wife to ask Lily what it felt like to have sex with different men. Of course, I didn't mean with strangers, but rather to ask Lily about her experiences with her two husbands. I estimated that Lily had been with at least a dozen men, but my wife believed Lily was very innocent and would never believe that. If I said that, she would definitely call me dirty. After I brought it up so many times, she impatiently said, "Go ask her yourself next time." I could only chuckle and brush it off. When my wife was explaining why Lily divorced her ex-husband, she mentioned that when Lily came home from work, she was asleep, and her ex-husband would come home without showering and have sex with her, which Lily didn't like. After he finished and cleaned up, her ex-husband would already be fast asleep. On Sundays, he would always sleep in until noon, leaving everything to Lily. When Lily was exhausted, her ex-husband started tormenting her again. Lily is a romantic person, and with so many men constantly trying to woo and pursue her, she naturally couldn't stand living with a man like that. I did try to defend Lily's ex-husband from a man's perspective, saying that men work hard, earning two houses and a 20 million yuan fortune, so they always have to sacrifice something.
Lily's current husband is refined and clean-cut, seemingly gentle and elegant, and he and Lily do seem well-matched. Although they are equally busy with work, I often see romantic moments on his social media. If what my wife said is true, I didn't expect his penis to be so thin. How can such a thin penis satisfy Lily's big ass? It wouldn't be satisfying for him either. He can't always be doing it from behind while leaving the front empty, I couldn't help but have a little malicious speculation. But having such a sexy and beautiful wife like Lily, and still wanting to sleep with her less attractive best friend, and even doing it to my wife's anus, is a bit unethical. I rarely even use it myself. However, whether they actually did that or not, I still needed to ask Lily to confirm.
Later, when we made love again, I tried to get more information out of my wife. At first, of course, she denied it. But later, we were finally able to continue the conversation from before.
"How does Lily's husband do it to you?"
"Just like this, from behind, just like you."
"From behind or from behind?"
"From behind, from behind too."
"Why don't you do it from behind?"
"You're too thick, it hurts." "
You don't enjoy it from behind. Why don't you let him do it from the front?"
"We do it together. If it's itchy in the front, I want him to do it in the front. When his penis is wet, he goes to do it from behind."
Damn, I don't even get this treatment. I slapped her round buttocks hard twice. This was met with my wife's soft moans and pleas for mercy: "Honey, don't hit me anymore, ah..."
"I want to do it like that too.
" "No, it'll tear
down there." "Then I'll tell Lily, I want to get it back."
"No, you're not allowed to do that to Lily, she's fine now, don't hurt her."
"Who hurt her? Maybe she wants it too."
"No, she hates this the most."
Damn, she said she wouldn't talk about the details of what men do with Lily, but isn't this true? I didn't continue, but after venting inside my wife, I ignored her protests and shoved what I had just ejaculated into her mouth. My wife flinched a couple of times, but still obediently sucked on it, unaware that I had secretly recorded the entire conversation on my phone.
The opportunity came unexpectedly. It was almost May, and Lily wanted to ask me to dinner to discuss some professional matters. So she arranged to meet my wife and me at a garden hotel near her former company. Lily was wearing a sweet princess dress, yet exuding a mature and charming allure. Halfway through the meal, my wife received a phone call, seemingly about a business deal, and quickly finished eating and left. After the meal, the waiter cleared the table and brought out two pots of tea and some snacks. The lazy afternoon sun shone on the wooden table, with pomegranate trees casting shadows nearby, creating a subtly ambiguous atmosphere. To be honest, in twenty years, I'd never been with Lily like this before. Thinking back to the lewd things I'd said to my wife earlier, I couldn't help but feel a strange attraction to Lily.
Lily took a sip of tea, looked up and met my gaze, and casually brushed her hair aside, saying with a hint of amusement, "What, you've got some bad ideas now that Sister Ai Cao's gone?"
I smiled awkwardly and said, "No way, it's always a bit of a shock to have a beauty like you in front of me."
Lily put down her teacup, sighed, and said, "Twenty years, and I still thought you didn't think I was pretty."
I didn't know how to respond and could only remain silent.
Lily continued, "In these twenty years, so many men have pursued me, each one of them wanting to devour me, but you've always been indifferent to me. Even when I told you last time that I went to a bar to pick up men, you didn't react at all. I always think, how lucky is Sister Ai Cao to have found a man like you."
I laughed even more awkwardly, thinking, "The good man you see is always thinking about taking his wife out for threesomes and group sex."
But as if she could read my mind, Lily's next words startled me. Lily said, "Have you ever been to a threesome?"
Seeing my stunned expression, Lily couldn't help but chuckle, "Aicao said you always say those lewd things, like wanting to take her to a brothel so other men can have sex with her. Is it true, or just for fun?"
I couldn't help but loosen up. A beautiful woman talking to you about these things, and she's my wife's best friend, isn't this a perfect opportunity to learn about my wife's private life that I've always wanted to know?
I honestly said, "I really want to. I'm forty already, if I don't experience it now, I'll really be too old. But your Aicao has never agreed. It's just something I say during sex to make it fun. But if I could actually go and have some fun, I'd still like to try."
Lily looked at me intently, making me uneasy. Just as I was hesitating about whether to play the recording for her, she suddenly spoke up: "So, you haven't had a 3P with Sister Ai Cao yet? Have you had a 3P with other women?"
I shook my head, thinking to myself, you're talking about 3P, not 4P, I'm not lying to you. Actually, it wasn't a 4P with that girl; she wanted to experience a 3P but wasn't comfortable with me, so she asked me, someone who's more like a friend with benefits than a brother, to escort her. We've known each other for two years and only done it three times because she likes someone I have a friend who's always wanted to have sex with, and it was a bit awkward for both of us, so although we enjoyed it, we didn't do it often. So I went under the guise of being her boyfriend. After they finished, the two single guys left, and she hugged me and we did it once too. Whether that counts as a 4P is hard to say. So I shook my head frankly, meeting Lily's eyes without fear.
Lily looked into my eyes and said, "I've done it, and I think the same way. If I don't try it now, my life will just pass me by. When I got divorced, I slept with several men with my sister several times. Will you look down on me?"
I shook my head vigorously. But Lily didn't see any surprise, shock, or lewdness on my face. "Aren't you surprised?"
"A beautiful woman like you, if I wanted to sleep with someone, I'd want to recreate the scenes from Japanese adult films. You can't blame anyone else. Besides, I like Canada and want to immigrate there."
"What about Canada?"
"You don't know? A few years ago, Canada passed a court ruling that group sex and similar acts are not illegal. Now, open marriage, like two men and one woman being considered a family, is also supported by law."
"Damn, foreigners are really open-minded."
Seeing such vulgar remarks coming from Lily's beautiful lips, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Lily seemed to notice my expression, raising an eyebrow and saying, "What's wrong? Were you startled by my swearing?"
I shook my head and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly thought it would be sexy for a pretty girl like you with such an innocent face to swear while smoking a cigarette."
Lily looked at me with amusement and said, "That's all?"
I shook my head, pushed the cigarette case and lighter towards me, and Lily lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and it drifted slowly towards me.
As the smoke rings brushed against my nose, gently dissolving into a faint, ambiguous mist, Lily suddenly leaned closer and whispered, "Brother-in-law, does Sister Ai Cao already have another man?"
I was startled, thinking, "How does this vixen know everything?" I replied, "How would I know? She wouldn't tell me if she had a man. Although I've always hoped so. Besides, aren't you best friends? Don't you ever talk about these things?"
Lily sat back down, "How boring. Sister Ai Cao is so rigid, she rarely talks to me about these things. We only talked about it occasionally a couple of years ago, before the divorce, when she asked me what happened between me and my ex-husband." As she spoke, she leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, and revealed half of her... Her snow-white buttocks and pink, sexy lace created a alluring scene. "You two are equally boring, always waiting until we're asleep to do it, leaving us feeling awkward and unsatisfied when we wake up. Let me tell you, brother-in-law, this kind of behavior makes it easy for us women to seek comfort elsewhere and cheat."
I stared at Lily's buttocks, swallowing hard. "Isn't that perfect? If I have a lover, it'll be easier to persuade her to go out and have fun with me."
Lily noticed my gaze, twisted her body, lowered her leg, and spat at me. "Pervert! Men are all the same." Just as I was feeling embarrassed, I saw her beautiful eyes narrow into crescent moons, and she bent one leg, revealing the view beneath her skirt. Seeing my stunned expression, she chuckled, slowly bending her other leg, revealing her round, snow-white buttocks and the fragrant valley encased in a narrow pink lace-trimmed panty.
My mouth gaped open, unable to close. I stared blankly at the beautiful sight before me. It wasn't until Lily chuckled teasingly, "You big pervert, you're drooling," that I realized I'd been tricked by this vixen. Not to be outdone, I retorted, "Someone's 'little stream' is overflowing, and you still have the nerve to talk about others?"
A slight dampness was visible through the pink fabric between Lily's legs. However, from her sitting angle, it was impossible to see that area. She glanced at it and said coquettishly, "You're lying too, there's no water." I grabbed my phone and said, "Then I'll take a picture for you, so you won't deny it."
A flicker of panic crossed Lily's face, but it quickly replaced with a nonchalant expression: "I'll take pictures, if there isn't, there isn't." Faced with such a flirtatious invitation from a beautiful woman, I naturally didn't hold back. I opened the camera, focused, and took several close-up shots of her body, both near and far. Lily said coquettishly, "Are you crazy? Why take so many pictures?" But she kept changing her poses and angles so I could take one after another. When she returned to her original position with her legs bent and wide open facing me, the wetness in the middle of her panties had already soaked down to the edge of the lace.

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