Clyde was wearing nothing but board shorts, his massive bulge nearly forcing the waistband down. I was left breathless by that sight.

I never knew men this well-endowed actually existed; forget about jumping his bones, just getting a taste of him would have felt like a life-changing experience.

Clyde stopped what he was doing after spotting me coming over. He then walked toward me and asked, "What brings you here, Michelle? You should have told me you were coming!"

He came to the door to welcome me, stepping in very close. He was so close that his massive member poked right into my stomach. He was as hard as a rock; the contact left my stomach feeling flushed and warm.

He seemed to notice the situation as well and immediately bent forward to pull back. "I-I'm so sorry about that. I'm incredibly backed up since Yvonne's been away for a few days. It's been throbbing for quite some time now. Why don't you come inside first, Michelle? Is Yvonne not with you?"

He stepped out of the way and gestured for me to enter.

I accidentally made contact with his member again as I walked past him, leaving me feeling rather hot and bothered as I went inside. I felt a surge of heat rising within me, and my legs went weak because of that, but I forced myself to keep it together and sat on the couch.

"Yvonne left because she can't handle you, Clyde. She's so petite; there's no way she can handle someone your size. I'm here to give you some advice—Yvonne is delicate, so she can't take that kind of intensity. You need to learn how to take it easy on her, Clyde."

Clyde sighed in annoyance and sat beside me. "I don't want it to be like this either, but Yvonne always starts screaming in pain the moment I enter her. How am I supposed to handle that, Michelle?"

I crossed one leg over the other, my toe gently brushing against Clyde's calf. "I find that hard to believe. I mean, regardless of your size, you shouldn't be bigger than a woman's pelvis. I'm aware that Yvonne is petite, but she's still a grown woman. There's no way she can't handle you, Clyde."

I noticed that Clyde's expression shifted to one of pure lust the moment my foot brushed him. I knew then that a man with his level of drive would be incredibly easy to rile up.

Clyde complained, saying, "It was fine at the beginning of our relationship, but recently—maybe from all the protein powder—I've had a second growth spurt. It's grown so much that Yvonne just can't handle it anymore."

I was stunned to hear him say he was going through a second growth spurt. I had heard some men could still develop after 25, but I had never heard of men growing in that aspect.

I glanced inquisitively at his crotch, noting the significant bulge. I couldn't help but wonder if he was truly that big.

I used to date men whose members weren't even as long as my finger. It was at a point where they were done before I even realized it.

I barely even had the chance to feel anything before they got dressed. I was so unsatisfied that I had to resort to masturbating every night. I might as well have been celibate at that point.

I was left without ever really knowing that feeling of fulfillment. I silently swore that next time, I would only choose someone who could give me that experience.

I said with a teasing grin, "I don't believe you. There's no way a man keeps growing once he's an adult."

Clyde sprang up from the couch the moment I said that. "I'm telling the truth! I'll show you if you don't believe me!"

"Go ahead and show me, then," I said, remaining perfectly calm as I looked at him.

He blushed and lowered his head, feeling self-conscious. "I-I don't think that's a good idea, though. I mean, since you're Yvonne's best friend, showing you something like this is just too much."

I chuckled to myself, seeing the growing bulge in his pants. I knew he was clearly getting an erection. "It's alright. I'd like to see for myself, and Yvonne doesn't have to know anything."

Clyde abandoned his restraint. He swallowed hard before unzipping his pants.

I looked on in disbelief; I couldn't believe a human could be built like that. It was absolutely massive, like something out of a myth.

I suddenly felt a wave of desire surging within me, making my head spin. I couldn't resist stretching out my hand at that moment.

I could feel the intense heat radiating from Clyde's member. It felt like a piece of heated iron, which was far more solid than I could have imagined.

Clyde's entire body trembled the moment I squeezed his member, his face instantly flushing. "Why did you suddenly reach out and grab me out of nowhere, Michelle?"

I stifled my desire and explained calmly, "I'm just getting a sense of the scale here. You aren't exactly larger than what's anatomically possible. You just have to be more careful with Yvonne.

"I'm only telling you this because I don't want to see you two break up, so you really need to work on being more gentle, Clyde."

Clyde replied helplessly when he heard that, "I really can't help it. It's just that whenever I enter her, I instinctively pick up the pace. If I go slow, I feel like I'm not hitting anything. It just doesn't feel right otherwise."

He was clearly a natural in bed, which only turned me on more. He was exactly the right size to give me the fullness I craved.

I couldn't stop myself from imagining him hoisting my legs up and going to town on me like an animal—that thought alone was incredibly stimulating.

"What are you thinking about, Michelle?" Clyde asked, waving his hand before my face to get my attention.

I finally snapped out of it, realizing that I had spaced out while staring at his erection. "Oh, it's nothing. I was just wondering if there's a way to help you get some of that energy out of your system so that you don't have to be so intense with Yvonne."

Clyde scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly, "I wouldn't be so aggressive if I were actually satisfied, but since I'm in a relationship, I can't just go out looking for other women."

I noticed his gaze staying on my chest as he talked. After all, I was wearing something quite revealing. I could already guess his intentions. He had worked up an appetite for me.

I looked him right in the eye and asked, "Do you want me to satisfy those urges for you, Clyde?"

Clyde immediately shook his head. "I wouldn't dare! I mean, you're Yvonne's best friend! If I had sex with you, she'd never forgive me, Michelle!"

He suddenly reached out and started rubbing the stockings on my thighs with a heavy hand, the warmth of his hand making my skin tingle and my heart race.

"I know I don't have the chance to do anything like that with you, but even just having your stockings would satisfy me. I secretly used a pair from your bathroom when I was at your place last time. It actually felt more exciting than being with Yvonne."

I was surprised at how much influence I seemed to have—just my worn stockings could affect him that much. I then realized why my stockings had stains on them. Clyde had been helping himself to them in secret.

It just went to show that men were ruled by their primal urges. Clyde acted like he wouldn't dare cross the line, but his hands were telling a completely different story.

I let myself enjoy the sensation of his hands on me as I nudged his crotch with my foot. "I'm right before you now, Clyde. Is it really just my stockings you're interested in?"

His eyes immediately brightened after hearing that. He eagerly spread my legs apart and asked, "Do you mean I can actually have you, Michelle? What if Yvonne catches us in the act?"

I lightly brushed my foot against his upper thigh, feeling his desire flare up even more. "Who do you think sent me over here to see you today, Clyde?"

Clyde was so excited that he picked me up and hitched me onto his waist, and with my legs parted, I was positioned right against his crotch. "Is it true? Did Yvonne actually send you to see me tonight?"

I had never been picked up and had sex with like this before. Being suspended in the air felt as exhilarating as being on the brink of a precipice.

I nodded and replied, "I'm here today to help you satisfy those pent-up urges of yours, Clyde."

Clyde couldn't hold back any longer. He ripped through my underwear with one quick motion and then went down on me.