One Wrong Night With My Bestie's Husband

I, Jillian Archer, had just become a newlywed wife.I had perfectly proportioned measurements, and I was blessed with smooth and supple skin. My husband, Percy Egan, always said I was the Ducati of motorcycles—the kind every man wanted to ride.However, I had begun to realize that he didn't quite match a top-tier machine like me.Before getting on, he always bragged that he was going to ride me hard. But because his "part" was too small, he couldn't handle me at all. In the end, he always crashed and burned spectacularly.After the ride, he didn't even bother with maintenance. He just rolled over and went straight to sleep.Left with no choice, I would end up slipping into the bathroom alone to cool the heat simmering in my body.I couldn't bear living perpetually in a state of limbo whenever we did it. I went online to look it up and saw people talking about how "it" could be enlarged.I knew very well that would hurt Percy's pride, but I was a woman. I had needs! In the end,

Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his waist.The veins stood out along his forearms as he braced himself on either side of me. There was something indescribably sensual about the sight. It was raw and dangerously alluring."Hold your legs," he murmured.I obeyed.For some reason, he suddenly grew curious and reached up to cup my full mounds. He said in surprise, "Why do they feel bigger tonight? And the way they feel in my hands…" His voice trailed off with a low hum.My heart skipped a beat. Was I about to be exposed?Katie had gotten implants. She had once told me that Stefan complained they didn't feel natural and barely touched them.But mine were real. I was a natural 36E.With that squeeze, he had to notice the difference. What was I supposed to do?I held my breath very nervously. Then, I heard him say softly, "As long as it's yours, I love it."That was close.His hand slid downward again, and excitement surged through me. Was I finally about to experienc

I was afraid Katie might notice something was off, so I stayed perfectly still. I didn't dare to make the slightest move.Under my mortified gaze, Stefan swallowed slightly and shifted downward, guiding that massive length that was almost going to penetrate me just now back to where it belonged.I knew I shouldn't look. It wasn't in my place to stare.But I couldn't help myself. I was too curious about the "above-average" size Katie always bragged about. I opened my eyelids and peeked down just a little.The moment I saw it, my breathing nearly stopped.Was that truly something a human man could possess? Even a horse might not compare.Percy had been lying to me. This… This was what a real man looked like. Stefan was perfectly healthy. There was nothing "sick" about him.Only then did I fully understand why Katie had laughed at Percy's absurd claims. It was absolutely ridiculous.My body, which had been long been denied the pleasure it was owed, seemed to awaken all at once. My

I cursed myself for being so shameless. I couldn't believe that I was aroused by Stefan, my best friend's husband.Under the strain of that suffocating tension and forbidden thrill, my body only grew more and more out of control. I was flustered and completely at a loss.Just then, Stefan pried my legs apart.Panic surged through me. This time, reason fought its way back to the surface, and I clamped my thighs shut."No! You can't do this!" I hissed.Stefan was strong, and I didn't dare struggle too hard lest I wake Katie up. My weak resistance looked like an act of playing hard to get to him. Amused, he gave my backside a light smack."You whore. So you finally dropped your act, huh? I'll satisfy you soon enough.""No, that's not—" My body was already growing limp and weak, and my protest was barely audible.I knew I couldn't escape him tonight.He was forcing himself on me, and my treacherous body couldn't resist him.That dark thought from earlier crept back into my mi