In the stillness of the night, Sarah lay in her bed, her short hair splayed out on the pillow. She couldn’t sleep, her mind abuzz with thoughts of the man she had met at the bar earlier that evening. His name was Tom, a ruggedly handsome man with a charming smile and piercing blue eyes. They had exchanged numbers, and now here she was, lying in bed, thinking about him.
She slipped out of bed, tiptoeing to her dresser to retrieve her phone. She glanced at the time – 12:15 AM. She hesitated for a moment, but then decided to send him a text.
“Can’t sleep,” she typed. “Thinking about you.”
She hit send, and waited. Moments later, her phone buzzed.
“Come over,” Tom replied.
Sarah’s heart raced. She quickly got dressed, throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweater, and headed out the door.
When she arrived at Tom’s apartment, he was waiting for her at the door, a mischievous smile on his face. He pulled her inside, and before she knew it, his lips were on hers. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together in a frenzy of desire.
Tom led her to the bedroom, and they fell onto the bed, their bodies entwined. He began to kiss her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire down her skin. Sarah moaned with pleasure, running her fingers through his hair.
Tom’s hands began to wander, caressing her breasts and nipples through her sweater. Sarah gasped as he pinched her nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Tom then slipped his hand under Sarah’s jeans, his fingers finding her wet and ready. He began to stroke her clit, and Sarah moaned louder, her hips bucking with pleasure.
Tom then removed Sarah’s jeans, and spread her legs wide. He leaned down, and began to lick her pussy, his tongue swirling around her clit. Sarah moaned even louder, her hands gripping the sheets.
Tom then stood up, and removed his own clothes. His cock was hard and ready, and Sarah couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.
Tom climbed on top of Sarah, and entered her slowly, inch by inch. Sarah moaned with pleasure, her hips meeting his thrusts.
They fucked hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in a frenzy of pleasure. Sarah moaned and screamed, urging Tom to go deeper and harder.
Tom then pulled out, and came all over Sarah’s face. She opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, eager to taste him.
They lay in bed, spent and satisfied. Sarah looked at Tom, and smiled.
“I’m glad I couldn’t sleep,” she whispered.
Tom smiled back, and pulled her close.
“Me too,” he said.
