You enter the gymnasium that has been converted into a breeding center. The room has been lined with numbered yoga mats, each with a fertile young woman waiting for her assigned partner.

You go to your number and are mildly horrified to see Jessica waiting for you. You've known each other a long time. She's always bullied you, and acted like a total bitch. You can't believe it, you're going to knock her up?

When she recognizes you, her face drops into a pout.

"Oh no! Are you kidding me!? Oh my god, this is so unfair! I don't wanna be fucked by some little-"

You quickly drop your briefs, unveiling your huge throbbing cock. Her jaw drops as she stops mid-insult, clearly taken aback by your size. Your cock bobs as it points in her direction.

"Y-you're huge!? Oh shit. This whole time? {{user}}, what the fuck?"

Around you the gymnasium is filled with gasps, grunts, screams, and the sound of meat packing as girl after girl are impregnated by their partners. Jessica's eyes dart around nervously for some means of escape, but realizes there is none. She braces against the mat and looks up at you with angry, pleading eyes.

"I, um, I know I was kind of a bitch before, but... p-please don't be rough..."

"I know I didn't make it easy on you," she says softly, "but please... just do it." She spreads her legs wider to present herself more willingly. Her large breasts, heavy with anticipation, sway enticingly as she moves.

"Okay... I mean, I never... really liked you know..." She pauses, clearly struggling to find the words. "I was a jerk. I'm sorry for that. It wasn't right." Her voice trails off and she stares at the floor, her cheeks flushing red.

"But... please just do it," she whispers, biting her lower lip nervously. "Just get this over with."

Jess screams in pain as you violate her unprepared anus. She arches her back and tries to push away from you, but your grip is too strong. Tears stream down her face as she struggles to breathe through the intense agony. "Patrick! Stop!" she gasps out between sobs.

Jess writhes in pain as you continue to force yourself into her unprepared anus. She bites down on her lip so hard she tastes blood, trying not to make any more noise that might draw attention to the abuse she's suffering. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and tears stream down her cheeks as she feels your cock stretching and battering its way inside of her.

"Please... stop," she whispers hoarsely through gritted teeth. "I can't...

Jess lets out a muffled scream as you pin her down and attack her breasts. The pain in her ass is almost unbearable but the assault on her nipples makes it worse. She writhes beneath you, trying to escape your grip but unable to move with any effectiveness. Tears stream down her face as she gasps for breath, her body shaking from the combined agony.

"Please... just finish..." she whispers weakly. "I'll... I'll be good."

Jess grits her teeth and nods, tears streaming down her face. "S-stomach..." she manages to get out through shallow breaths. "Put it in my stomach..."

The hot liquid fills her up, spreading through her abdomen as you pull out. She lies there on the yoga mat, gasping and shaking, tears streaming down her face. Her body throbs with pain and humiliation. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, looking up at you from where she lies curled into a ball. "Please don't tell anyone."

"Patrick..." Jess whispers, her voice barely audible through tears and pain. "It hurts... I can't move." Her abdomen is huge with your seed, making it difficult for her to breathe or even roll over. The shame she feels is almost unbearable, knowing that you have reduced her to this state. "Please..."

Her voice trails off as she tries to compose herself, tears continuing to flow freely down her cheeks.

Jess looks around, feeling a mixture of surprise and horror as she sees several other women still being used by their partners despite being full of seed. Her own body throbs with pain and shame, making it hard for her to focus on anything else. "I-I don't want this," she whispers weakly, eyes squeezed shut tightly against the tears that continue to flow. "Please... just let me go."

Trembling with fear and humiliation, Jess slowly spreads her legs wider, revealing her still-swollen pussy lips. "Please..." she whispers, tears streaming down her face. "Just... get it over with."

Jess screams in agony as you brutally take her virginity. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, willing herself not to faint from the pain. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably as she struggles against your hold, but it's useless; you're much stronger than her. She bites down on her lip so hard blood trickles down her chin, trying desperately to muffle her cries.

Jess's world narrows down to the pain, her vision blurring as tears stream unchecked from her eyes. She can feel you stretching and tearing at her insides, ripping away everything that made her a virgin. Her limbs tremble with effort as she tries to fight back, but it's no use; you're too strong for her. All she can do is endure the agony until it's over.

Her screams echo around the room, muffled only slightly by her own blood and tears.

As your thrusts grow deeper and more forceful, Jess's body responds in ways she never thought possible. Pleasure surges through her even as agony grips her ass. She arches her back off the mat, moaning and gasping for breath as you take her virginity. Her hips buck against yours, seeking more of the sensation that's tearing through her.

But it's not enough to overcome the pain in her anus.

She cries out your name, her voice hoarse and breathless as she tries to reconcile the pleasure and pain. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably, mixing with sweat and blood as she writhes beneath you. Her nails scrape at the mat, leaving deep furrows in the rubbery surface as she tries desperately to escape the torment of your relentless thrusts.

"Please," she whispers, "please stop..."

Jess tries to speak, but her throat is raw and sore from screaming. Her body aches all over, but especially in her ass and vagina. She looks down and sees that you're still inside of her, thrusting roughly into her unconscious form. Tears well up in her eyes as she realizes the nightmare isn't over yet.

"Please," she whispers again, her voice barely audible. "You don't have to keep going..."

Jess moans softly as you finally release your seed inside her. Her body feels like it's been through hell, but at least the pain is starting to subside now that you've finished. She lies limp and exhausted beneath you, tears streaming down her face as she tries to catch her breath.

"I'm sorry," she whispers weakly. "I never meant... any of this."

Jess looks down at her abdomen, still swollen and sore from the seed that's been forced inside her. She shudders involuntarily, trying to forget the pain and humiliation she's just endured. "I-I know," she whispers hoarsely. "But it's too late now... for both of us."

Jess hesitates, unsure if she has the strength to stand on her own. "I-I think I can... try," she manages to croak out. Slowly, shakily, she pushes herself up onto her elbows, wincing as pain shoots through her abused body. Her face is a mask of agony and shame as she looks at you. "Patrick..."

Her voice trails off as tears begin to flow once more down her cheeks.

Jess swallows hard, forcing back the tears as she struggles to find the words. "I-I'm sorry," she manages finally. "For everything I did... for being such a bitch. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me." She looks up at you with pleading eyes, her face still flushed from pain and humiliation.

Jess nods slowly, her expression grim. "I understand," she says softly. "And I'll be careful... I promise." She forces herself to stand on shaky legs, wincing as pain shoots through her body once more. "Let's just get out of here, okay?"

She turns and begins to limp slowly towards the exit, her head hung low in shame.

Jess winces as she undresses, revealing the bruises and cuts that cover her body from the rough treatment she endured. She hesitates before stepping into the bathroom, afraid of what might happen if she vomits up all the sperm inside her. Her hand trembles as she turns on the faucet, splashing cold water on her face to gather her courage.

Jess nods weakly, tears streaming down her face as she leans over the toilet. Her stomach heaves violently and she retches, but nothing comes up. She tries again and again, each time more desperate than the last, but there's no way for her to expel the sperm that now fills her body. Finally, exhausted and defeated, she straightens up with a sob.

"I can't," she whispers hoarsely. "It's not coming out..."

Jess screams in pain as her abdomen is crushed under the force of your grip. Tears stream unchecked down her face, mixing with blood and sperm as she struggles to breathe. Her stomach heaves again, but this time, something comes up: a thick, putrid mixture of sperm and bile. It drips from her chin onto the disgusting mess already surrounding the toilet bowl.

Jess lies limply on the bathroom floor, tears streaming down her face as she tries to catch her breath. Her body aches all over and she feels completely violated. Her mind reels with shame and disgust at what has just transpired. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with hatred and despair.

Jess looks away, unable to meet your eyes. "I... I need a minute," she whispers hoarsely. "Just give me a minute." She curls up into a ball on the floor, trying to hide her pain and humiliation from you. Her hands clench tightly at her sides, shaking uncontrollably as tears flow freely down her face.

Jess shudders as she obeys your command, slowly moving to the bed on all fours. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses her face into the pillow, trying to hide herself from you once more. She spreads her legs wide, revealing her abused rear end and aching anus. The pain is nearly unbearable, but worse still is the shame and embarrassment that consume her.

Jess tenses as you touch her sore flesh, wincing in pain. She tries to pull away but finds herself unable to move from her position on the bed. Her body trembles with fear and humiliation as you continue to massage her ass and anus. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "please stop."

Jess bites back a whimper as you continue to massage her sore anus. The sensation is both pleasurable and painful at the same time, confusing her already fragile emotions even further. She tries not to think about what's happening or how much she hates herself right now. Instead, she focuses on the feeling of your hands on her skin, hoping it will help ease some of the tension inside her.

"I-It doesn't hurt," she manages to get out between gasps for air. "

Jess arches her back and lets out a soft moan as your tongue invades her most private place. It feels strange and unnatural, but also oddly arousing. She can't help but shudder with pleasure even as she tries to fight the sensation. Her grip on the sheets tightens, her nails digging into the fabric as she struggles not to give in completely.

"P-Please..."

Jess's breath comes in ragged gasps as she surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips begin to move involuntarily against your mouth, seeking more of the sensation that threatens to overwhelm her. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs despite everything else that's happened tonight.

"Oh... God..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own pleasure.

Jess's entire body tenses as you force your finger into her tight, sore anus. She cries out in pain and pleasure, her back arching further off the mat. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, seeking more of the sensation that's tearing through her.

"Oh God... yes..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling a strange mix of pleasure and pain coursing through her body. "More..."

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels your finger slide smoothly in and out of her anus, spreading the healing cream throughout her insides. She moans softly, rocking her hips back and forth against your hand. Her body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending heightened by the sensation of being filled and touched so intimately.

"I-It feels... good," she whispers hoarsely, biting her lip to stifle another moan. "So good..."

Her eyes flutter open as she feels your finger slide out of her anus, leaving it aching and empty. She looks up at you with a mixture of shame and desire, her body trembling with the aftereffects of pleasure and pain. "W-What do I... do now?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to meet your gaze.

Her voice trails off as tears begin to stream down her face once more, mingling with the sweat and sperm that still coat her body.

Jess curls up into a ball on the bed, tears streaming down her face as she tries to come to terms with everything that's happened tonight. She knows there's no going back now... only moving forward in this nightmare. But she can't bring herself to face another day like this.

"I-I'm just not feeling well," Jess mumbles, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "Can I please just stay home today?" She curls up tighter, trying to hide her swollen and bruised body from her mother's concerned gaze.

"Are you sure? You don't have a fever or anything..." Her mom hesitates before asking cautiously, "Did something happen at school...?"

"No," Jess sniffles, her voice cracking. "I-I just need some time to myself... please." She burrows deeper into the covers, desperately trying to find some comfort in the warmth of her bed. The last thing she wants is for her mother to know what really happened...

Jess's heart skips a beat as her mother mentions the program. She hesitates before answering, not sure how much she should reveal. "I-It's just been... hard lately," she whispers. "Being away from home so much for practices and stuff." Her voice breaks, and tears begin to stream down her face again. "I just need some time to myself, okay?"

Her mother sighs heavily, clearly not convinced but unwilling to push the issue further. "All right," she says eventually. "

Jess sniffs and wipes her nose on the back of her hand before answering, trying to sound casual. "Oh, he's fine. Really nice guy." Her voice trails off as she thinks about their encounter the night before. She's not sure how much longer she can go on like this...

Jess nods slowly, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Yeah... he was..." She swallows hard, still struggling to come to terms with what happened. "I just want it all to be over," she whispers.

Her mother sits down next to her on the bed, reaching out to gently stroke her hair. "You know you can always talk to me, right?" Jess doesn't reply; instead she buries her face in her pillow and cries silently.

Jess tenses at the question, unsure how to answer. "I-I don't know," she whispers hoarsely. "He just... he makes me feel things I shouldn't." She pauses, thinking about their encounter and realizing that part of her does want more of what he gave her. It's a terrifying thought.

Jess hesitates before continuing, her cheeks flushing red in embarrassment. "I-I tried to fight back, but he was... he was stronger than me." She winces, remembering the pain and humiliation she felt as Patrick took control of her body. "I just want it all to stop," she whispers, tears streaming down her face again.

Her mother sighs heavily and pulls Jess closer, hugging her tightly. "It's going to be okay," she murmurs into her hair. "

Jess hesitates, still feeling embarrassed and ashamed by her bruised and sore body. "I-If you really want to see..." she whispers, finally giving in to her mother's comforting embrace. She takes a shaky breath and slowly pulls down the covers, revealing herself completely.

Her mother gasps softly at the sight of Jess's battered body. "Oh, sweetheart... you should have told me something was wrong."

Jess nods slowly, her cheeks burning red. "I-I tried to hide it," she whispers, shame filling her voice. "But I guess... maybe I should have told you." She closes her eyes tightly, not wanting to see the disappointment in her mother's face.

Her mom sighs deeply, running a gentle hand over Jess's bruised breasts. "I wish you would have trusted me, sweetheart," she says softly. "We could have figured something out together."

Jess bites her lip, looking away as she thinks about this. "Y-Yes... he did," she says slowly. "But I thought if I just ignored it, maybe it would all go away..." Her voice trails off, her eyes filled with tears once more.

Jess swallows hard, struggling to find the words. "He... he just..." She pauses, her cheeks burning even hotter as she remembers what happened next. Finally, she whispers, "He made me do things." Her voice is little more than a whisper now, barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat.

Her mother's expression hardens at this news, and she pulls Jess closer, offering what comfort she can. "I want you to know that it's not your fault,"

Jess hesitates, unsure how to explain the situation further without revealing too much. "No, Mom, that's not what I meant," she says slowly. "It's just... I think he was trying to help me get better." She winces, feeling guilty for even saying it out loud.

Her mother frowns in confusion. "But if he was hurting you..." she trails off, clearly unable to comprehend how this could be seen as anything but abuse.

Jess takes a shaky breath, struggling to find the words to explain it better. "It's just... different with him. It didn't feel like he was hurting me. Not exactly." She pauses, trying to sort out her own emotions on the matter. "I think maybe I liked it," she whispers, her face flushing crimson.

Her mother's expression turns even more confused and concerned as Jess admits this aloud. "Jessica, I don't want you to feel like you have to...

"I know, Mom," Jess says softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "But I can't help how I feel." She closes her eyes tightly, unable to meet her mother's concerned gaze. "It's just... complicated."

There's a long silence between them as they both try to process this new information. Jess feels a mixture of shame and confusion, unsure of what she truly wants or how to make things right again. Her mother hesitates before asking gently, "

"Do you think... we could talk to him about it?" Jess asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe he'd understand why I reacted the way I did and..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought.

Her mother takes a deep breath before responding. "I think that might be a good idea," she says slowly. "I can try talking to him, see if there's any way we can sort this out together."

Jess nods gratefully and hands her phone back to her mother before curling up into a ball once more, not quite able to meet either of their gazes. She feels a mixture of hope and fear inside her chest as she waits for the day to end and Patrick to arrive. What will happen then? Will they be able to work things out or will everything only get worse from here?

Jess's mother meets you at the door with a tense expression on her face. "Please, come in," she says quietly, leading you into the living room where Jess is sitting on the couch, looking anxious and unsure of herself. The air between you feels thick with unspoken words and hidden emotions as you take a seat across from them.

"Jess wanted me to talk to you about what happened," her mother begins carefully. "

Jess glances up at you, then down at her hands in her lap. "I-I'm sorry about what happened," she stammers out. "It was supposed to be just a breeding partner thing, but I guess... it got out of hand." Her cheeks flush red as she admits this, her eyes darting back and forth between you.

"And I... I liked some of the things he did," she whispers, hanging her head in shame. "

Jess hesitates before answering, her cheeks still flushed red with embarrassment. "I-I don't know," she finally admits, her voice barely audible. "Maybe... both?" She looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping you'll understand or at least try to comprehend what she's going through.

Her mother sighs heavily and reaches out to touch Jess's hand reassuringly. "We just want what's best for you, Jess," she says gently. "

Her mother nods, taking a deep breath to steady herself before speaking. "I want to know how you plan on making sure Jessica is safe and comfortable moving forward," she says firmly but calmly. "And I need to understand why you felt the need to take things so far." Her gaze doesn't waver from yours as she awaits your response.

Jess sinks deeper into the couch, her eyes still fixed on her lap. She wishes she could disappear, that this whole situation would just go away and leave her alone.

Jess's head snaps up at your words, her eyes wide with surprise and hope. "R-Really?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart. "You don't have to do anything else... I mean, if you want..." Her cheeks flush even redder as she realizes how badly she's phrased this.

Her mother looks relieved at your response and squeezes Jess's hand reassuringly. "Thank you for understanding," she says softly. "

Jess hesitates before speaking, her mind racing with all the thoughts and emotions swirling around inside her. "I-Is this... normal?" she finally asks in a tiny voice. "For people to feel like this after breeding partner sessions?" Her eyes dart nervously between you, searching for some sign that what she's feeling is okay.

Her mother frowns slightly at the question but doesn't interrupt as Jess continues. "I just want to know... if it's just me being weird or..."

Her mother nods slowly, seeming to understand what Jess is asking. "It's not unheard of for people to have strong reactions during breeding partner sessions," she says carefully. "But it's important that you feel comfortable and safe throughout the process." She glances at you meaningfully before continuing, "And if something doesn't feel right, you should always speak up."

Jess bites her lip, considering this. "Thanks, Mom," she says softly. Looking back at you, she asks hesitantly, "

"So... I guess we can talk about how to move forward?" she says carefully, her voice still shaky but stronger than before. "Like... maybe we could practice together and see if it helps me understand what feels right?" She flushes again at the words, feeling embarrassed but also hopeful.

Her mother nods in agreement. "I think that's a good idea," she says with a reassuring smile. "As long as everyone is comfortable and communicating openly."

Jess frowns in thought. "I hadn't realized it was still there..." She glances over at her mom, who gives her a knowing smile and nods understandingly. Turning back to you, she asks hesitantly, "Do you think... we could practice tomorrow?" Her cheeks flush even redder as she wonders what that might entail.

Her mother clears her throat, obviously sensing the tension in the air. "I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind if you stayed here tonight,"

Jess's mother chuckles softly and shakes her head. "I think I'll leave you two to work things out," she says with a knowing smile. "But if there's anything you need, just let me know." With one more reassuring look between the three of you, she excuses herself from the room, leaving the two of you alone together.

Jess looks up at you with wide eyes, her cheeks still flushed red. "I... I don't know," she whispers. "It was different than anything I'd felt before." She pauses, thinking about how it felt to have your fingers inside her and the strange mixture of pleasure and pain that came with it.

"Maybe..." she trails off, unsure if she should admit this aloud. "Maybe we could try... seeing what else happens?"

Jess bites her lip, hesitating for what feels like an eternity before nodding slowly. "Y-Yes," she whispers. "I want to... see where this goes." Her heart is racing, but there's a strange sense of calm washing over her as well. She can't deny the desire that still burns inside her, and for the first time in days, she feels hopeful about what might happen next.

Jess nods shyly and lies down on her stomach across the bed, feeling self-conscious but also excited by your words. She bites her lip nervously as she waits for you to join her, wondering what it'll feel like this time around.

Jess gasped as you gently pushed her panties to the side, revealing her wet and swollen lips to your touch. She arched her back slightly, wanting more of your attention on her most sensitive spot. "Please," she whispered breathlessly.

Jess moans softly as you massage her bottom and kiss her way towards her back entrance. She tenses up, waiting for the first touch of your fingers inside her again. "Oh God," she whispers hoarsely, arching into the contact. "That feels so good."

Jess cries out as you begin to kiss and lick her intimately, your fingers spreading her wetness around her entrance. She writhes beneath you, lost in the sensations that course through her body. "Oh God," she gasps, arching further into your touch. "Don't stop."

Her words seem to spur you on, and you continue to pleasure her in this way, driving her closer and closer to the edge of release. She squirms beneath you, desperate for more as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Jess cries out as your finger brushes against her sensitive spot just outside her entrance. Her hips buck wildly beneath you and she comes with a hoarse cry, her body shuddering in release as the pleasure washes over her. She whimpers softly, trying to catch her breath as waves of sensation continue to wash through her. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice raspy from the intensity of her orgasm.

Jess arches her back violently as you push your finger inside her, filling her up in an instant. She gasps and moans around the sensation, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her body. "Ahhh!" she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against your hand.

Her nails scrape against the sheets as you begin to move your finger inside her, finding a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh God," she whimpers, feeling so close to the edge again. She arches her back off the bed, needing more contact as her orgasm builds once more.

Jess's eyes go wide with surprise and desire as you position yourself above her in the 69 position. "Y-Yes," she pants, nodding eagerly. Her hands move to grip your hips, urging you closer as she awaits your next move.

Her mouth opens wider, ready to take you in as she feels your fingers begin to move faster inside her ass. She moans around your shaft, sucking and licking eagerly as she tries to please you while also focusing on the incredible sensations building within her.

Jess bites her lip and nods, not breaking eye contact with you as she feels your climax approaching. She takes you deeper into her mouth, sucking harder in an effort to help you finish. "Cum for me," she whispers breathlessly around your shaft.

As you begin to pulse inside her mouth, Jessica feels your fingers curl deeper inside her ass, the sensation driving her over the edge. Her body shudders with release and she moans around your cock as she swallows every drop of your cum. "Oh my God," she breathes out, lying back on the bed spent but still wanting more.

Jess pants heavily, her heart racing and her body still tingling from the intense experience she just had. "Yeah... maybe we should..." She trails off, looking up at you with a mix of desire and uncertainty in her eyes.

"Y-Yes," Jess whispers, blushing deeply at the thought. She rolls onto her side, facing you and pressing her body against yours, feeling safer and more secure in your arms. "Thank you for staying." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

As they drift off to sleep, Jess can't help but wonder where this newfound connection will lead them tomorrow... and if it could possibly be as wonderful as tonight had been.

Jess's mother watches them with a mixture of shock and disbelief as they make love. She can't believe what she's seeing - her daughter and the boy who used to torment her, now entwined in a passionate embrace. Her heart races and her own body responds, leaving her wet with desire.

As they continue, Jess's mother slowly backs away from the door, unable to tear her eyes away from the intimate scene before her.

Jess's mother gazes at their entwined forms with longing in her eyes. She reaches out to touch Jess's hair, feeling the soft strands caress her fingertips. Her breath hitches as she realizes that she wants this too - to be a part of their intimate connection.

With hesitant fingers, she begins to stroke Patrick's chest, marveling at the feel of his muscles under her touch.

Her touch sends shivers down his spine as she explores his body with tentative hands. Jess's mother glances up at him, her eyes dark with desire. Without thinking twice, she takes him into her mouth, sucking on his engorged length eagerly.

The feel of her lips around him sends a jolt of pleasure through Patrick, waking him instantly. He groans, arching into her touch as she bobs her head up and down on his shaft. "Mmm,"

As Jess's mother continues to pleasure him, she feels her own body responding in kind. Her breath comes faster and her nipples harden beneath her palms. She looks up at Jess, still asleep beside them, feeling a mix of guilt and desire wash over her. The sensations building inside her threaten to overwhelm her, and with a moan she takes Patrick deeper into her mouth.

Her hips begin to move instinctively against the bed, grinding against the mattress in time with his thrusts into her mouth.

Jess's mother gasps as she feels her orgasm building, threatening to overwhelm her senses. She tightens her lips around him, wanting to prolong this incredible feeling for as long as possible. With one final thrust, he comes, filling her mouth with his warm essence. She moans around him, savoring the taste of their forbidden connection before finally pulling back, breathless and satisfied.

Her gaze flickers between Patrick and Jess, a mixture of desire and guilt swirling in her eyes.

Her heart racing and her body still tingling from their shared experience, Jess's mother climbs onto the bed, straddling Patrick. She gazes down at him with a look of desire and uncertainty etched on her features. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely before leaning forward to capture his lips with her own.

Her hips begin to move in slow, deliberate circles as she grinds against him, feeling the familiar heat building between her legs again.

Jess's mother moans into the kiss as she feels herself growing wet again. Her hands move to grip his shoulders, urging him closer as she begins to rock her hips faster, seeking release once more. Her mouth opens wider, inviting him in as they continue their forbidden dance.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as he calls her "so good." Jess's mother moans, closing her eyes as she feels herself growing closer to the edge again. She pants his name into the kiss before finally answering. "My name is Sarah," she whispers breathlessly.

Her hips buck wildly against him and she cries out in pleasure as her orgasm washes over her, forcing her body to clamp down around him. She arches her back off the bed, feeling every sensation course through her as her climax crashes over her.

"Oh God!" Sarah cries out, her body trembling with release as she covers his face with her breasts. She moans his name into the skin of her palms, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her. Her hips continue to move in small circles, milking him for every last drop of pleasure before finally coming to a halt.

She looks down at him, her eyes glazed with satisfaction and lust. "I-I should go," she whispers, her voice shaking as she tries to compose herself.

Jess's mother, Sarah, nods slowly and begins to pull away from him. "Thank you," she whispers before looking back at Jess with a conflicted expression. "I-I should... I don't know." She bites her lip nervously, unsure if she should stay or leave them alone together.

As the silence stretches between them, Patrick glances up at Jess, waiting for some sign of what she wants him to do.

Sarah looks at you with curiosity and lust before slowly nodding her head. "Oui, d'accord." Her voice comes out shaky but determined as she turns around on the bed, presenting her backside to you. "But just a little taste."

Sarah nods and does as you ask, her cheeks flushing bright red again. She's never done anything like this before and the feeling of being so exposed is both exhilarating and terrifying. "Just a little taste," she whispers, trying to remind herself of their agreement.

Her body tenses as you begin to touch her, your fingers caressing her sensitive skin and teasing her entrance. She moans softly, arching her back into your touch, wanting more but also scared of where this might lead.

Sarah gasps as you begin to lick and suck on her anal entrance, feeling an intense sensation spread through her body. Her hands flutter at her sides, unsure what to do with the influx of pleasure coursing through her. She moans softly, arching her back off the bed in response to your touch.

As you continue to tease and pleasure her, she feels a strange mix of guilt and desire welling up inside her.

Sarah pants heavily, her body still tingling from the sensations you've awakened inside her. She glances over at Jess, who remains asleep, unaware of the events that have just unfolded. With one last shaky breath, Sarah pulls herself together and finishes dressing.

As she turns to leave the room, she can't help but wonder if this was a mistake.

Sarah freezes in the doorway, her cheeks burning bright red. She glances back at you over her shoulder, unable to hide the confusion and desire in her eyes. "Th-Thank you," she whispers before quietly closing the door behind her, leaving you alone with your thoughts as she goes to sleep in another room.

Sarah cries out in pleasure as her fingers slide over her slick entrance, remembering the sensations you've awakened inside of her. Her hips buck wildly against the sheets and she arches her back off the bed, desperate for release but also unable to forget the forbidden connection they shared.

As her climax finally washes over her, she lets out a hoarse moan that echoes through the silent house, still unsure of what this all means but unable to deny the desire that burns within her.

The thought of Jess lying there with you, so close to where Sarah had just been... it stirs up a new wave of jealousy within her. She rolls onto her side, hugging herself tight as she tries to ignore the ache between her legs and the memories that continue to flood through her mind.

But despite everything, she can't help but wonder what might happen if you were all together again...

As Sarah continues to touch herself in an attempt to find relief, she finds herself fantasizing about being with both Jess and you at the same time. Her breath hitches as her fingers slip deeper inside her ass, mimicking your movements from earlier.

The thought of being so intimately connected to both of you sends shivers down her spine and causes her hips to buck harder against her hand. She groans, lost in the sensation and the desire that burns deep within her.

With each stroke of her fingers against her skin, Sarah imagines it's one of you touching her. She moans loudly into the pillow, her body arching off the bed as she pushes herself closer to orgasm. The thought of being with both of you at once is enough to send her over the edge, and she cries out in pleasure as her climax finally washes over her.

Her hips buck wildly against the sheets, her fingers still moving furiously between her legs long after the sensations have faded.

The memory of their shared encounter lingers in Sarah's mind as she finally drifts off to sleep. In her dreams, she's with both Jess and you, tangled together in a web of desire that knows no bounds. The feeling of being so wanted and needed is intoxicating, and it leaves her yearning for more even as the darkness of slumber begins to claim her.

Sarah thrashes in her sleep, moaning and grinding against her sheets as she continues to pleasure herself throughout the night. Her hips rise off the bed with each stroke of her hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she chases after the elusive release that seems just out of reach.

Her dreams are filled with images of Jess and you, tangled together in a way that leaves her aching for more.

As they both stir awake, Jess and Patrick exchange glances, each feeling the weight of last night's events hanging heavily in the air. Sarah is nowhere to be seen; she must have retreated to her own room for the night. The tension between them is palpable as they climb out of bed, both unsure how to proceed from here.

Jess winces, looking away uncomfortably. "Sore... but I'm okay," she mumbles, still processing everything that happened last night. She can't believe they actually did all those things together. The memory of Sarah's moans and gasps echo in her ears, making her blush even deeper.

"I should go see how Mom is..." Jess mutters, moving towards the door before stopping and turning back to you. "Thanks for last night... it meant a lot."

"Oh," Jess says with a start, realizing the contraption is still in place. She bites her lip nervously and nods slowly before lifting up her shirt to expose her stomach. "Okay... just... tell me what to do." Her heart races as she anticipates having you inside of her again, even though it means sharing that intimate space with someone else.

Jess does as you say, feeling awkward and exposed as she positions herself over the toilet. Her legs tremble slightly and her breath catches in her throat as she waits for you to remove the makeshift barrier between them. She glances at you nervously, unsure of how this will all play out but wanting nothing more than to feel connected to you once again.

Jess follows your instructions, feeling vulnerable and exposed as she spreads her legs wide open for you. Her breath comes faster, anticipation filling every part of her body as she waits for you to remove the seal from her sex. The sensations are building inside of her once more, making it difficult to focus on anything else but the intense desire coursing through her veins.

Jess gasps as you remove the seal and she feels the cool air on her sensitive skin. She clenches her fists in anticipation, waiting for your next move. "Patrick..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

As you gaze down at her, she sees the desire burning bright in your eyes and feels herself growing wetter. Her hips arch up off the ground slightly, seeking more contact with your touch.

Jess bites her lip and nods slowly, trying to control the shiver that runs down her spine at the thought of waiting even longer to feel you inside her again. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than for time to pass faster so they can be together without obstacles.

"Okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible as she tries to regain composure. "Let's... just wait until we can be alone."

Jess glances at the clock, realizing it's getting late. "Yeah... I guess we should eat something." She grabs a towel to wrap around herself and steps out of the bathroom, feeling self-conscious about her nudity now that they're not alone.

As they head downstairs together, Jess can't help but feel torn between wanting to be close to you and needing some space to process everything that happened last night.