It was a hot summer night, and Rebecca couldn’t sleep. She lay in her bed, her long blonde hair cascading down her back in a loose ponytail. She had recently gotten a haircut, and the shortened length felt strange but exciting. She couldn’t stop thinking about Jake, her handsome neighbor who had been flirting with her for weeks.
Rebecca decided to take matters into her own hands. She slipped out of bed and tiptoed to her window, opening it slightly to see if Jake was still outside. Sure enough, he was sitting on his porch, staring at the stars.
She called out to him softly, and he looked up, a smile spreading across his face.
“Hey, Rebecca. What’s up?”
“I can’t sleep,” she admitted, feeling a little shy. “I was wondering if you wanted to come over and keep me company.”
Jake didn’t hesitate. He stood up and walked over to her house, climbing through the window with ease.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he said, his eyes shining in the dim light.
Rebecca felt a thrill run through her body. She had been wanting this for weeks, and now it was finally happening.
They started slowly, with soft kisses and gentle touches. Jake ran his fingers through Rebecca’s hair, tugging on her ponytail lightly. She moaned with pleasure, arching her back.
Jake’s hands began to wander, caressing Rebecca’s breasts and pinching her nipples. She gasped, her body trembling with desire.
“Do you want more?” Jake asked, his voice husky with desire.
“Yes,” Rebecca breathed, her eyes wide with longing.
Jake didn’t need any more encouragement. He pushed Rebecca onto the bed, pulling off her clothes with rough urgency.
He licked and nibbled at her neck, making her moan with pleasure. His fingers found her wet and ready, sliding in easily.
“Oh, Jake,” Rebecca cried out, her body writhing with pleasure.
Jake positioned himself between Rebecca’s legs, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance, making her beg for more.
“Please, Jake,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jake finally gave in, pushing himself inside her with a groan of pleasure.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Rebecca’s ponytail swung back and forth as Jake thrust deeper and harder.
“Yes, Jake,” she cried out, her nails digging into his back.
Jake’s thrusts became erratic, his breathing ragged. He groaned as he came, filling Rebecca with his warmth.
They lay together, panting and spent.
“That was amazing,” Rebecca said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, it was,” Jake agreed, his hand gently stroking her hair.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms, the sweat drying on their skin.
Rebecca woke up the next morning, her ponytail still slightly damp from the night before. She smiled, remembering the passion they had shared.
She knew it was only the beginning.
