It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with anticipation. I had been eyeing my neighbor, Isabella, for weeks. She was a fiery redhead with a pixie cut and curves in all the right places. She had a playful glint in her eyes and a mischievous smile that made my heart race. Tonight was the night I would make my move.
I knocked on her door, and she answered wearing a lacy black lingerie set that left little to the imagination. Her curly red hair cascaded down her shoulders, and I felt my cock stir in my pants.
“Come in,” she said, her voice sultry and inviting.
I followed her into the bedroom, and she turned to face me. Her green eyes sparkled with desire, and she bit her bottom lip. I knew I had her.
We started slowly, with gentle kisses that soon turned passionate. Our tongues danced together as we explored each other’s bodies. I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes and making her moan with pleasure.
I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting her breasts spill out. I took one in my mouth, swirling my tongue around her nipple and making her gasp. She arched her back, pressing her body against mine.
I moved my hand down her body, sliding it under her lacy panties. She was already wet, and I groaned with pleasure. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me. She rocked her hips against my hand, urging me on.
I added a second finger, stretching her open. She was moaning loudly now, her breath coming in short gasps. I could feel her getting closer to the edge, and I increased my pace.
“Oh, yes, right there,” she cried out, her voice ragged with desire.
I continued to finger her until she came, her pussy clenching around my fingers. She collapsed against me, panting and spent.
But I wasn’t done yet. I wanted more. I wanted to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock.
I pulled off my pants, freeing my hard cock. She looked at it with desire in her eyes and licked her lips.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust inside her. She was tight and wet, and I groaned with pleasure.
We moved together, our bodies slick with sweat. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, and I increased my pace.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her voice getting louder with each thrust.
I could feel her pussy tightening around me, and I knew she was close. I reached down and rubbed her clit, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her pussy milking my cock.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I groaned as I came, filling her with my seed.
We collapsed together, spent and satisfied.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice soft and sleepy.
“Yes, it was,” I agreed, my voice husky with satisfaction.
And as we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, I knew that this was just the beginning of many more nights of passion with the pixie.
