"Are you sure we can't do it on the couch, Jess?"
"I said you could do anything you want... but at least do it here in bed where it's comfortable, idiot."
Hearing how she called him an idiot, Jeff understood that Jess didn't need to retreat into her pervert side just to admit she wanted to do it with him.
That actually made Jeff happy—knowing that Jess was openly expressing her feelings for him.
In fact, he was so overjoyed that even though he felt aroused while embracing Jess and pinning her down on the bed, it wasn't exactly lust that was overwhelming him—but rather, his love for her.
Just cuddling with her would have been enough to satisfy him, even though his erect rod, pressed between their bodies, was throbbing so hard it was practically begging to penetrate her right then.
And it wasn't only his rod that wanted more.
"Why aren't you doing anything?" Jess asked, her voice laced with flustered embarrassment as she voiced her frustration.
Even though she was obviously enjoying the pressure of his body against hers—the warmth of their bare skin brushing where their bathrobes had slipped open—Jess still wanted more.
After all, she had just offered herself to him for the rest of the night. The anticipation of what Jeff might do was already making her body aroused and her hole soaking wet.
"Then can you say what you want me to do, Jess?"
He didn't just want to tease her—Jeff wanted to see what kind of expression she'd make while saying lewd words without her pervert side in control.
Breaking his embrace to distance himself just enough to see her face, Jeff waited patiently for her response.
"Why are you being so mean?" Jess asked, her face blushing bright red as she realized what Jeff was trying to make her say.
"But you said I could have anything I want from you, right?"
"That's not what I said, idiot."
"But it would make me really happy to hear you say it, Jess."
Jeff knew he was taking advantage of Jess's pushover personality when it came to him. But still, it wasn't like he was forcing her to do something she disliked. In fact, he was just asking her what she wanted from him.
Leaning down to kiss her again—not on the lips, but on her neck—Jeff teased her even more.
"Just say it, Jess, and you can have what you want."
"Pervert..."
After a long pause, despite her initial refusal, Jess finally gave in. Blushing all the way to her ears, she looked at Jeff. With a stammering voice, she said what he wanted to hear—and what she wanted to happen.
"Please... put it in..."
"Put in what, Jess?"
"Your... rod..."
"You have to be more specific than that for me to know what to do," Jeff said, rubbing the tip of his throbbing erect rod against her soaking wet entrance, teasing her further, until she finally broke.
"Please put in your enormous rod. Penetrate and spread my hole until you reach my womb, which has been waiting four years for your cum. Is that en—AHH~!"
"Yes, it's more than enough, Jess."
Hearing her say all that, Jeff couldn't wait any longer. He thrust his rod inside her in a single motion, the tip kissing the entrance of her womb.
The penetration alone brought Jess to a light orgasm. Her body stiffened, forming a beautiful arch as her head tilted back, exposing her alluring neck. Her eyes shut tight, overwhelmed by the electrifying sensation shooting from her womb to her brain. Her hands grabbed his wrists, and her legs locked around his thighs.
As her body trembled with pleasure, Jeff remained still for a moment—letting her feel the burning warmth and the steady pulse of his erect rod. At the same time, he soaked in the sensation of her orgasm resonating through his rod and entire body.
With Jess slowly calming down, her ample breasts bouncing gently as she struggled to catch her breath, Jeff finally decided it was time to stop holding back.
With his rod still inside her, Jeff leaned down and whispered into her ear.
"Jess, I want you to focus on the feeling inside your hole."
"What does that even mea—Ahh~!"
Without explaining further, Jeff pulled out his rod, only to rub its tip against her entrance, ready to penetrate her again. But before he did—
"Remember how deep my rod went down your throat?" he asked, locking eyes with Jess.
Jess swallowed, her throat tightening as the vivid memory returned—how she'd taken him deep, until his full length had been lodged inside her throat.
That sensation—both painful and pleasurable—was still fresh in her memory, etched into her body and mind, especially deep in her throat.
She nodded, confirming that she remembered.
"Then, I want you to feel that same length… but inside your hole. Imagine it penetrating your mouth and throat—but now, down here."
And with that, Jeff thrust his rod forward—slowly, deliberately—penetrating and spreading her hole until the tip reached the entrance of her womb.
Jess's eyes widened—not from orgasm, but from a sudden realization.
The length that had just penetrated her, from her soaked entrance all the way to her womb's door… hadn't even matched what she had once taken down her throat. Which meant—
"All this time, I still haven't put my entire rod inside you, Jess."
Hearing those words in Jeff's deep, soft voice made her whole body tremble—not just with excitement, but nervousness too.
Jess couldn't even begin to guess how much of Jeff's length was inside her now.
"Maybe around 70 percent," Jeff added, answering the unspoken question on her face.
Seventy percent. And that alone was already pressing at her womb. So what would happen when he pushed in the remaining thirty? What would she feel?
As those thoughts raced through her head, Jeff spoke again.
"Are you ready, Jess?"
"Wait…"
"I told you before. 'Stop' and 'No', 'Wait' doesn't count."
"Jeff, wai—AHHHHH~!"
A loud moan burst from Jess's throat—so loud it could probably be heard in the next room. No, not a moan. Not a scream either. It was more like the howl of a beast in pure pleasure.
It wasn't just the raw sexual stimulation of Jeff's enormous rod—as thick and large as her forearm—pounding into her and spreading her wide. It was the pressure she now felt in her stomach, deep in her womb, being pushed back and filled, as if gently crushed from the inside.
It felt like his rod had penetrated her womb—or maybe it truly had.
The overwhelming pain and pleasure, like losing the virginity of her very womb, sent Jess spiraling into another orgasm so intense it blanked her mind and whited out her vision. She clung to Jeff's trembling body, moaning and howling uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy consumed her.
Jeff, feeling her orgasm resonating along his 9-inch-plus rod and through his entire body, summoned every last ounce of strength to hold back his own climax.
His body trembled as much as hers, as he embraced her tightly and pinned her to the bed.
But no matter how hard he fought it, he could only resist for so long.
And when the moment came, Jeff pulled back slightly and thrust his entire 9-inch-plus rod into Jess again and again, pounding her relentlessly—even though she was still deep in the throes of her orgasm.
He lost himself in the sound of her howling, in the sharp pain of her claws digging into his back.
He ravished her without mercy—until his rod throbbed violently, ready to burst. As he thrust deep once more, trying to pierce her womb completely, Jeff finally surrendered to his climax.
His hot, viscous cum filled her womb, causing Jess to cum again, a second orgasm crashing violently atop her first.
Her body and mind drowning in pleasure, Jess did the only thing she could to endure it—she bit into Jeff's shoulder with her fangs. Hard. So hard she made him bleed.
And the pain only excited Jeff more—sending his arousal to new, dizzying heights.
They didn't know how long they stayed like that—clinging to each other as their trembling bodies slowly calmed.
Finally, as their breath evened out, Jess released her claws and fangs, letting Jeff rise and slowly pull out.
But when Jeff looked down at Jess's exhausted body—her bathrobe half-untied, her entrance drenched in his cum mixed with her own juices—his still-erect rod began to throb again.
And with that came another wave of lustful desire. A craving to do it again. And again.
"I think we still have a few hours before sunrise, Jess."
"At least… let me rest for a bit... pervert."