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We're lucky in that all our friends know about our libertine life and our "extra-curricular" activities, as some people call them. All of them, with a few exceptions. That's the case with Yuna, a friend I met in high school.
We met in the second grade and became very close: she was the only one to sleep over at my parents', who were, like many Asian parents, very strict.
After high school, she became a nurse and her husband, Asaki, took a job in another region, so they had to move. Then the children, the building of their house... In short, we lost touch for 15 years.
Last year, she contacted me to return some manga that had accompanied them through their moves, often reminding me of her. I had totally forgotten about them, as I haven't read them for a long time. She tells me that her daughter likes to read them, so I offer to give her my entire collection. She was astonished and touched, and an appointment was made.
We're delighted to meet up again with our husbands: "What are you up to? You haven't changed a bit!", but they just had time for a coffee. They have so much family to see in their home town that their schedule is tight.
Despite our short meeting, true friends have one thing in common: we can take a break for several years, but finding each other again seems so natural that time doesn't seem to have affected the quality of our relationship, or the bond of friendship that exists.
A few weeks ago, she contacted me again in the middle of the week, telling me that it had already been a year since we had seen each other again. She was passing through my town at the weekend, and asked me to have lunch for two. I gladly accept and look forward to seeing her again.
In the days leading up to our meeting, I have mixed feelings: I'm delighted to see her again, and at the same time, I'm hesitant to confide in her about our libertine life and parallel activities. Normally, friends tell each other everything. At worst, if she takes it the wrong way, I won't see her again for the next 15 years! Besides, as I remember it, she liked to joke about sex, so it should be fine...
On the day of the appointment, she arrives an hour earlier than planned, and we take the opportunity to stroll through the town center before lunch. I'm very happy to see her again: she's as positive and cheerful as ever, quick to laugh. A little blonde girl with beautiful blue eyes, she is a real ray of sunshine, and her patients are very lucky.
We keep in touch, respectively. Her daughters have already become full-fledged teenagers, and she's now a self-employed nurse with her own nurse’s office: a great mom and a real businesswoman! I'm impressed by the way she combines her personal and professional life.
She talks about her relationship with her husband: they're exploring new facets of their sexuality, and are interested in libertarianism. I felt a little glance over to gauge my reaction: I'm waiting for the rest, impassive, but feverish inside. They've done some research on the Internet and on porn sites.
And that's where she teases me: she and Asaki recognised me from a video posted on P*rnHub, in one of Nephael's castings! (Which you can find here: https://www.missluxiyang.com/en/videos-gallery/nephael-s-casting). She tells me jokingly, so I understand that everything's fine and I feel an immense relief. With tears in my eyes, I give her a spontaneous hug. She admits to me that the very morning, she hesitated too to talk to me about it.
We can talk freely, and that does us both a world of good. We know that now we can talk about absolutely anything, without taboos or judgment.
At first, she confesses to being offended to learn that I've been a libertine for 20 years. She got to know my ex and then my husband without me ever talking to her about it, even though we used to meet. For those who haven't seen this video, I talk about my early days as a libertine threesome with my ex and my husband. Thinking back, at that time we no longer had any one-on-one time, which was less conducive to such confidences.
She explains that she and her husband have drifted apart over the years, because of everyday life and children, like many couples in the end, but that they still love each other deeply. They talked a lot, got closer together and wanted to spice up their sex life a bit. While exploring other avenues, curious about libertarianism, Asaki came across a video of Nephael. The flat looked familiar to him, and as a fine detective, he recognised it straight away and was shocked to discover that it was really me. My friend, having got over her surprise, told me that she wasn't surprised after all.
During our lunch, Yuna confided in me that her husband wanted me to initiate them. She had remembered from the interview with Nephael that I liked “pretty girls”, so that wouldn't be possible: she thinks she's too plump.
I reassure her that I'll be delighted to accompany their first steps, that I think she's beautiful, that she's my friend and that I like her just the way she is. In this world, we prefer girls who are greedy and naughty to those who are less playful, whatever their measurements.
I tease her throughout lunch, and it's a real pleasure to laugh about it together. We used to be able to joke about sex, but now, there are no limits. We laugh, we tease each other. It's so funny and light-hearted, and it's so good for the heart and soul to be reunited with such a friend of so many years and to feel like yourself with someone who knows you so well for so long.
Childhood friends seem to me like an extension of the family, which they often know. There's a reassuring, distant bond and a certain trust. I don't know if my case can be generalised, but that's how I feel with her.
I suggested that her husband join us later, so that the four of us could discuss the matter quietly at home. They agreed and that evening we met up again in our now famous flat.
They are very curious, ask us lots of questions and are happy to be able to talk about this subject so freely, without feeling judged. It's good, positive vibes, simple joy. We're delighted to be able to help them by providing answers based on our own experiences.
They have visited our site and read several of my posts. They've totally rediscovered me through my writings and loved the transparency with which I express myself. They also liked the design of the site and the quality of the videos. In short, it was so unexpected! Their compliments warmed my heart and soul.
As we chatted, I could feel Yuna, sitting next to me on the sofa, gets excited. One sure sign: she takes out her hair clip (very rare for her) and touches her hair several times. I sense that this is the moment, so I sit down opposite her and get very close to her face.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?
- No, I haven't.
- Would you like to try?
- I'm not saying no..."
She turns to her husband:
"What do you think?
- You do what you want, darling. It's up to you.
- Ok then, I feel like it..."
I kiss her gently.
"That's softer!"
In between giggles, we kiss several times innocently on the sofa.
Indeed, her lips are very soft. Little by little, our tongues timidly sought each other out, tamed each other and we escaped into an intimate escapade.
I can feel her stressing about this first time, so I suggest that we will only play between girls: she can play with her husband if they want, but I won't play with her man, nor mine with her. This will be one less mental burden for her, so she can relax completely. She accepts with relief (it seems to me). I also remind her that she can stop at any time. The key phrase of libertarianism is: "Everything is possible but nothing is mandatory".
My man suggests we go up to the bedroom on the mezzanine floor to be more comfortable.
We both lie down in bed and resume our kissing. We interrupt each other and, laughing, reminisce about our teenage years when she came to stay with my parents: who could have predicted that years later, we'd both be here! Or we could have started in high school!
Our kisses continue, very languorous and passionate: it's very intense. Carried away by her desire and lust, she grows more confident and even more enterprising: she straddles me and we both quickly get hot! We undress, but shy and self-conscious, she only takes off her top. I compliment her on her beautiful lingerie: a delicate pink lace ensemble, and take it off. We lie down again, one against the other. I whisper to her:
"You know, when people tell me I'm beautiful, first of all, I always find it hard to believe. Secondly, I often reply that I'm lucky to have been born at that time because my body shape corresponds to today's beauty standards, but at another time, it's your body shape that would have appealed."
She thinks and replies, "That's true”. She then relaxes, and I witness a magnificent letting go.
We kissed again for a long time. Now we can fully enjoy the moment. It's our first time together, but as we're practically childhood friends, we have complete confidence in each other.
