The moment Jess opened her eyes, she remembered everything that happened in bed between her and Jeff.
After giving her virginity—no, taking his virginity—and experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life as Jeff filled her womb with his cum, she invited him for another round, and then another, and another.
Her memories only included a few vivid moments. How she kept moaning loudly as Jeff pinned her to the bed, embracing her tightly while pounding her soaking wet hole with his throbbing, erect rod. How she kept cumming—one orgasm after another—drowning in overwhelming sexual pleasure and stimulation that drove her wild. How she slowly lost consciousness after Jeff filled her womb with even more of his cum for the third time. And most of all, how good it felt to do it with Jeff.
Despite the waves of satisfaction now surging through her body—the warm, fulfilled sensation deep in her womb, and the aching itch between her legs begging for more of Jeff's 9-inch-plus rod—now that her perverted nature had calmed, her reason and judgment returned. And with it, came a rush of embarrassment.
Jess instinctively shot up, sitting on the bed in panic. Her already blushing face turned a deeper shade of red as she realized she was naked.
As she hurriedly grabbed and pulled the bedsheet covering her legs to shield her upper body, she heard Jeff's voice beside her.
"That surprised me... Are you okay, Jess?"
Turning to her left, Jess saw Jeff sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard while using his smartphone. Like her, he was completely naked, with only the sheet covering his lower half.
With all the emotions swirling inside her—embarrassment, lingering satisfaction, and a sudden rush of lust upon seeing Jeff's muscular body and the bulge of his still-erect rod beneath the sheet—Jess was left stunned, speechless, unable to answer his question.
Of course, she felt more than okay. In fact, she felt good. So good that she wouldn't mind feeling more.
Noticing her silence and confusion, Jeff put down his phone and leaned over, embracing her gently to calm her down. Then, in a deep, soothing voice, he whispered in her ear:
"Like I promised... I waited by your side until you woke up."
"Dimwit..."
Though she responded with her usual harsh tone, Jess surrendered to his arms. As she returned the embrace, wrapping her arms around him—
"Ouch!"
A pained grunt escaped Jeff as soon as Jess's hands touched his back.
Concerned, Jess pulled away from the embrace and urged Jeff to turn around and show her his back.
Jeff refused at first, but after seeing Jess's threatening glare, he had no choice but to comply.
As he turned around, Jess finally saw the cause of his pain.
His back was covered in fresh nail marks—no, claw marks. His shoulders, too, were peppered with red bite marks.
And the one responsible for all of it was Jess.
"...Ugh... I-I'm sorry, Jeff..."
Jess covered her face with both hands, guilt and embarrassment washing over her as she stammered an apology.
But Jeff wasn't concerned about the injuries. In fact, since it was Jess who left those marks, he enjoyed them. He felt proud—like battle scars, proof of his triumph. After all—
"It just means I made you feel good, right, Jess?" he said, pulling her hands away from her face to look directly at her flushed expression.
"Pervert..." Jess muttered, trying to hide the truth—she had felt good. Still did, actually.
Trying to mask her flustered state—not just from the lingering pleasure but also from the fact that she was still aroused and horny—Jess began to distance herself from Jeff.
But as she crawled on all fours toward the edge of the bed, a familiar, electric sensation jolted through her. Her body trembled and collapsed in pleasure.
The cause? Jeff's cum, still flowing from her wet entrance, dripping between her thighs and soaking the bedsheet.
And naturally, the sight of Jess lying face-down on the bed, trembling in ecstasy with his cum leaking from her only made Jeff more aroused.
Before she could recover, Jeff was already on top of her—pinning her down, his body pressing against her back, hands locking hers in place.
"What do you think you're doing, perv?"
Jess didn't need him to answer. She could feel it—his erect rod sliding between her thighs, rubbing against her entrance.
"You did it while I was sleeping, right? How are you not satisfied yet?" she asked, trying to resist her own growing desire.
"I didn't, Jess. I prefer doing it when you're awake," Jeff said, slowly pushing the head of his rod inside her. The he continued, "And it's not that I'm not satisfied—I just want more of you."
"Ahh~..." Jess moaned softly at the first push of penetration. Still, despite Jeff's sweet, tempting words, she tried to cling to reason.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't do anything I dislike, Jeff?"
Her words made Jeff stop, halting his movements. He realized she was right. He had let his lust cloud his judgment. But now that the tip of his rod was already inside her, it was impossible to back off. Unless—
"AHH~!"
A loud, erotic moan escaped Jess's lips as Jeff suddenly thrust deeper, filling her in one smooth, gentle motion until the tip of his rod kissed her womb.
As Jess trembled, overwhelmed by another orgasm, Jeff leaned in and whispered again:
"All you have to say is stop, and I'll stop moving, Jess. All you have to say is no, and I'll pull out."
With that, he pulled back, leaving just the head inside her, then thrust again, deep into her womb.
"AHH~!"
He asked again:
"What'll it be, Jess?"
Biting her lip to hold back another moan, Jess slowly turned to face him, her beautiful black hair cascading over her blushing face.
Wanting to see more of her reaction, Jeff released her left hand and brushed her hair aside, revealing both her flushed, erotic expression and her inviting nape.
The sight alone made his rod throb harder, as if begging her to let him continue.
Understanding his silent plea, Jess finally responded:
"Just one more… and we're done. Is that enough, Jeff?" she said in a sweet, flustered voice.
"Of course. It'll be the last… in bed," he replied in a calm, deep whisper before kissing her softly, restraining the urge to pound her relentlessly.
After breaking the kiss, Jeff made one more request.
"Can you raise your ass a bit more, Jess?"
"Perv—AHH~!"
As soon as Jess complied, Jeff pulled out slightly—then thrust in deep, again and again, pounding her from behind as Jess moaned in pleasure from her first time doing it in that position.