The Best Friend's Trap

My name is Isabella Roscente.

I am a newly married woman.

Since my school days, I have never lacked male companionship in my bed.

Under their care, my breasts and buttocks have become full and voluptuous.

I also inherited my mother's exceptional physique.

My body remains as tight as an untouched virgin's.

I look like an innocent goddess.

This drives men wild with desire.

But after marriage, I found myself suffering in silence.

I had married a husband who was all show and no substance.

To catch this handsome man, I had pretended to be a virgin.

We never tested the goods before marriage.

It wasn't until our wedding night that I discovered the truth.

My tall, imposing husband had erectile dysfunction.

He simply couldn't satisfy me.

For three months after marriage, I endured the burning torment of desire every night.

I often dreamed of returning to my carefree pre-marital days.

I relived those euphoric moments with various well-endowed men.

Waking up only plunged me into deeper agony.

I knew I was struggling to suppress the fire within me.

Infidelity was inevitable.

Sooner or later, it would happen.

Finally, one night, my best friend Olivia Evans invited me to a nightclub.

We had just entered the private room.

She whispered in my ear, claiming she had acquired something incredible.

"What treasure? So mysterious!"

Olivia just smiled without answering.

She pulled out her phone and showed me a video.

In the video, Olivia was on her knees on the bed, clutching a pillow.

Her hips were raised high in the air.

Behind her was an impossibly muscular man.

His strong hands gripped her slender waist.

He thrust into her with raw, powerful movements.

The force was so intense the entire bed shook violently.

I had my suspicions, but seeing it firsthand made me blush fiercely.

What made my breath hitch was the clear presence of a third person filming.

A hand reached into the frame, grabbing Olivia's hair and pulling her head back.

"Does that feel good?"

"So good!" Olivia moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

I bit my lower lip, watching the scene with wide eyes.

I unconsciously squeezed my thighs together.

That man looked incredibly strong.

How I wished I could be with him too.

I lost track of time.

A sharp pain in my chest brought me back to reality.

Olivia had pinched me.

My face burned with heat.

Not just from watching my friend's intimate scene.

But from the thrilling fantasies it stirred within me.

"Want to try that stud for yourself?"

Olivia took back her phone, leaning closer conspiratorially.

"He's a top student at the Sports Academy."

"Handsome, built, and he'll absolutely ruin you for other men."