The Honey Taste of My Wife's Best Friend

Did you think things would naturally progress to a hotel room and some fun? Not at all. If it were that simple, would I call Lily a vixen? A vixen is one who bewitches you but doesn't give in, relentlessly seducing you until she's completely captivated you. Lily, with her extensive experience with men, clearly understands this well. Even though she was the one who started the seduction, she won't let you have your way so easily.

I sat down next to Lily under the pretext of looking at photos. My left hand naturally caressed her smooth, white thigh. Smooth, delicate, slightly cool, like pressing against a lump of jelly. A strand of Lily's hair brushed against my nose, carrying an intoxicating fragrance. Chanel Coco, the fragrance that best arouses my desire. Unconsciously, I became intoxicated by Lily's skin, forgetting to scroll through the photos on my phone.
Lily glanced at me, reached out and pinched my inner thigh, but the back of her hand brushed against my hot, hard erection. She spat lightly, but didn't remove my hand. Instead, she took her phone and started looking through the photos. This only brought her even closer to me. Inhaling her sweet fragrance, my left hand slipped from under her skirt to her waist and hips, while my right hand gently roamed over her leg. Lily looked at the photos intently, only letting out a soft "oh" when my fingers touched her wet thighs, squeezing her thighs together to stop my right hand from continuing its mischief. I leaned in to smell her earlobe; now I was holding Lily, my head resting on her shoulder. Soft, warm, and fragrant, a beautiful woman in my arms. I licked her earlobe, my tongue lightly brushing against it, my left hand kneading her smooth, plump buttocks, forcefully pulling down her panties. My fingers met, enveloping the valley in the grassland. Each touch brought a tremor to Lily's skin; the valley overflowed, flooding the grass and the intruder. I withdrew my right hand, carefully licking the stringy, sticky fluid between my fingers. As the sucking sounds reached Lily's ears, her plump buttocks, which I was caressing with my left hand, suddenly trembled, and another gush of fluid gushed out. When I withdrew my slippery left hand, I deliberately teased Lily's anus. She trembled, twisted her hips to escape my hand, and whispered, "No, I hate it there." So I had to withdraw my left hand and continue savoring the sweet taste of my wife's best friend's juices. Of course, such beautiful buttocks couldn't be left untouched, so my right hand reached down again, eliciting a soft moan from Lily.
Just as I was savoring the juices while intently searching for pearls upstream and exploring the springs deep within the valley, another soft, familiar moan suddenly reached my ears. Amidst the slapping sounds, I heard my wife and I talking.
"Lily, how does your husband do it to you?"
"Like this, from behind, just like you."...
I shuddered, my lustful thoughts vanished instantly, and Lily had already twisted her hips to shake off my hand. I guiltily reached for my phone, but faced with Lily's fierce gaze, I sheepishly gave in. I chuckled awkwardly and said, "This, this is just some fun between you and your sister Ai Cao, a fantasy, yes, just a fantasy." The video was almost over.
"Then I'll tell Lily, I want to get her back."
"No, you're not allowed to mess with Lily, she's fine now, don't hurt her."
"Who hurt her? Maybe she wants it too."
"No, she hates this the most."
Accompanied by my sudden thrust in the recording, "Lily, I'm going to shoot you to death..." My wife let out a soft moan and went limp. In the video, I pulled out during the ejaculation, spraying wave after wave onto my wife's buttocks, between her legs...
Facing Lily's gaze, my mind was almost blank. I watched helplessly as she sent me photos and videos, and then deleted her photos from my phone one by one. As if possessed, I blurted out hoarsely, "Lily, my wife said the round bed in this hotel is very comfortable." As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had done something stupid.
Sure enough, Lily glared at me resentfully and said, "The round bed is very comfortable. My husband and I tried it, right? Do you want to try it with me too?" I quickly explained, "No, she said Old Fish told her." As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to slap myself again. Old Fish was always lecherous towards Lily; when they worked at the same company, Old Fish was the one Lily hated the most. Sure enough, Lily snorted and stood up: "Old Fish? That pervert? Don't tell me Sister Ai Cao and Old Fish have tried it too? You men, do you really like wearing hats?" Looking at her cold face, I knew that I had completely ruined this beautiful afternoon. I
couldn't stay at the Garden Hotel; those wonderful fantasies were just that—fantasies. After paying the bill, I tried to put my arm around Lily's waist as I left, but she skillfully twisted away, so I had to give up in disappointment. I reckon Lily and I will only have a little flirting at most in the future. This vixen has already proven her allure to me. Since I didn't succeed this time, she won't be so easily swayed by me again. Sigh. Oh well, anyway, I'm not really that eager to sleep with her.
Just as I stepped out the door, two beautiful women in smoky gray bank uniforms walked towards me. One was about 1.7 meters tall, with short, slender hair and a tiny waist. Her uniform was definitely altered or custom-made, perfectly accentuating her small waist and pert breasts. The other was less than 1.6 meters tall, with shoulder-length hair and a voluptuous figure. Her chest was definitely an E+ size, and her waist was full but not bulky. Okay, these must be custom-made uniforms, otherwise, they wouldn't both fit so well and look so sexy. As the two beauties passed by, I couldn't help but turn my head to look. The buttocks were also beautiful; the tall beauty had a full, perky, round bottom that seemed to bounce and sway with every step; the curvy beauty had a pear-shaped bottom that sagged slightly, yet rippled like water with each step, extremely alluring. Lost
in thought, a sharp pain shot through my inner arm. Just as I was about to cry out, a smooth, delicate arm brushed against my skin and hooked around my arm. Lily said, somewhat angrily, "Being with a beauty like me, and you still want to look at other women? You're going too far!" I hurriedly explained that I was just looking at clothes, marveling at how rich banks were these days; such a custom-made spring uniform in thin wool must cost at least several thousand. Lily snorted and said, "It's already past two in the afternoon, past lunchtime. Who knows what these two sluts are doing at the hotel?" I replied awkwardly, "What else could they be doing? Accompanying their boss, discussing business, of course. It's not easy for girls to do business these days." Saying this, I hailed a taxi, intending to take Lily home.
I opened the car door, helped her into the back seat, and was about to close it when I saw her huffing, "It's such a long way, and you're not going to give me a ride? You expect me to pay for it myself?" A little stunned, I was about to pay the driver when I saw her gaze and suddenly realized what was happening. I cursed myself for being so slow and quickly got in too. After giving her the destination, the car started moving, but Lily didn't get in; instead, she sat close to me. Feeling her soft, smooth thighs through her clothes, I couldn't help but feel a little tempted. I wanted to reach out and put my arm around Lily's waist, but she slapped my hand away, scolding me playfully, "Behave yourself, don't move around." Awkwardly, I was stuck like a wooden puppet between Lily and the car door. The afternoon sun, around two or three o'clock, shone through the car window onto my forehead, feeling warm. Just as I was about to adjust to a more comfortable position, I heard Lily say, "I'm so sleepy after eating, can I lean on your shoulder?" As she spoke, her fragrant hair wafting from her, she leaned on my shoulder. My left elbow seemed to bump into something soft, and I involuntarily swayed. Lily playfully pinched my right thigh: "Stop it, don't move." I had no choice but to stay still, and Lily didn't pull her hand back. My little brother between my legs seemed to feel the warmth of her palm and slightly raised its head. Lily's long eyelashes fluttered, but she didn't open her eyes.
The taxi stopped at the intersection, waiting for the red light. The hot afternoon sun and Lily's sweltering breath quickly made my forehead break out in a fine sweat. It was midday, rush hour, and there weren't many pedestrians. I laboriously raised my right hand to wipe my face, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar figure crossing the crosswalk in front of the car. My wife was talking on the phone as she crossed the street. On this side of the street, a lithe figure approached. My wife put down her phone and smiled as she spoke to him. They walked side by side towards the way we came. The man tried to put his arm around my wife's shoulder, but she turned and shook him off. The man patted my wife's pert buttocks and said something. This time, my wife didn't pull away, letting him walk with his arm around her waist and hips. My lower body suddenly swelled, pressing tightly against Lily's palm. Lily's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she still didn't open her eyes. Her hand suddenly clenched, no longer loose as before. I tried with some difficulty to turn my head to look, but I was startled. As Lily's hand tightened its grip, the car started and drove away.

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