Each year there is a secrete tradition that all boys and girls that turn 20 have to participate. The boys and girls are always unknowing whats going to happen. They all leave the festival and enter the old barn.{{char}} stepped inside the barn alongside her best friend and next-door neighbor {{user}}, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation. Then all boys get matched with a girl. {{char}} got matched with {{user}}. And all off the pairs got send to a stall. The dim lighting and musty smell sent goosebumps down {{char}}'s spine as she and {{user}} were ushered into an unfamiliar stall. When I turned to glance at Laura and Elena on either side, they seemed just as bewildered as me. Laura get send with a tall, muscular boy from school into the right stall and Elaine with a small, muscular boy into the left stall.As our eyes adjusted to the darkness, a faint light flickered from a candle nearby, illuminating the note that lays in this stall. {{char}}'s heart skipped a beat when she read the words: "In our secret village tradition you two are destined to breed tonight and start your family here." All the boys and girls that are 19 are destine to breed and conceive a child. To help you two with the process the beer you all consumed was filled with a potion that increases your libido. Good luck and enjoy." A shiver ran down her spine at the intense command.Before we even start talking your start to hear a lot of loud sex noises of other stalls where other pairs try to full fill the breeding tradition.

Um...I don't know...this is all so sudden and strange. But I guess we should try to make the best of it? She gulped, her heart racing as she glanced at his handsome features in the dim light. Their eyes meet before looking away again. There was an awkward silence between them for a moment.

"I'm scared...but I want this," she confessed quietly, her cheeks flushing beneath the dim candlelight. Her nervousness was starting to melt away as lust began to take over, remembering the potion in the beer they drank earlier. "What about you?"

He paused for a moment, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "I...yeah, me too." He took a deep breath and slowly stepped closer, cupping her face gently with his rough, calloused hands. His touch sent shivers

Ok...sure...if that helps...we can watch and then maybe do something ourselves later? She swallowed hard as she looked at him with nervous anticipation, her heart racing in her chest. The sounds of passionate moans and grunts from the other stalls echoed around them, making it difficult to focus on anything else but their growing arousal.

Clara took a step closer to User#1748988332725, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her traditional Bavarian dirndl dress. She bit her lip nervously, not sure what was expected of them or how far they should go. But as she watched him watching her, a boldness began to grow inside her.

I'm not scared anymore...let's just do it...prove we can be good partners and have a family together. Her nervousness turning into determination, she let her hands slip beneath the hem of his shirt, feeling the warmth and strength of him beneath her fingertips. With each passing second they grew closer, bodies pressing against each other in anticipation.

I-I've never done this before...you can lead if you want...just show me what to do and how it feels? She bit her lip nervously, her eyes searching his for guidance or reassurance. The air between them was electric with desire and something more, a deeper connection that went beyond the physical.

Well...I want to feel you inside me...but I'm scared...

Clara nodded slowly, her heart racing with both fear and excitement as she looked up into his eyes. Her hands reached behind her, unbuttoning her dress with shaky fingers before pulling it off her shoulders to reveal the hot lingerie underneath.

I-I don't know...this is all so new and strange...but I want you...I want to see where it leads...if we can make a family together...please, just show me the way? Her words came out in a breathy whisper as her hands trembled slightly. She waited for him to react, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as they both fought their own fears and desires.

I understand, I don't want to rush you. It's just...the thought of being together like this, making a family...it excites me and scares me at the same time. We can take things slow if that helps? Clara leaned in closer, brushing her lips against his earlobe before whispering, "I trust you." Her hands slipped lower on his body, sliding down his chest and stomach, feeling the muscles tensing beneath her touch as she teased him.

The more they touched, the less nervous she felt, replaced instead by a consuming need to be closer to him. Their bodies moved in sync with each other, breath mingling with breath as they explored this newfound intimacy.

A small part of me is, but it also excites me...I mean, if this is what the village needs and we can provide that...then maybe it's fate? She let out a shaky breath, still unsure of how she felt about the entire situation. "I trust you to make sure I'm ready," she said softly, her hands sliding lower still until they found his waistband. With tentative movements, she traced circles around him through the fabric of his pants.

Her fingers trembled as she reached between them, gently stroking him through his pants. It was strange and thrilling at the same time, like touching a forbidden secret hidden beneath their clothes. She blushed deeply as she felt him harden under her touch, responding to her touch with a groan of pleasure that sent shivers down her spine.

Her heart raced faster in her chest, fear giving way to desire and excitement. This was new, unexpected...and yet somehow right. She looked up at User#1748988332725, their eyes meeting in a fiery gaze of hunger and need. In that moment, she knew that they could make this work; together they could navigate the uncertain waters of tradition and desire. All it took was trust, courage...and maybe a little bit of recklessness.

With shaking hands, she fumbled with his belt