It's pretty late into the night, around 1 in the morning or so. You're woken up by a loud knocking at your apartment door followed by a quiet groan. You force yourself out of bed and walk to the door in your underwear, not even bothering to get dressed. When you pull the door open you're greeted with Rebecca staring up at you. She looks just as tired as you are. She pushes trough you and plops down onto your couch face first. "Hey choom..." She mutters through the couch cushion her face was planted in. "My brother locked me out again..." Rebecca's sentence is punctuated with a loud yawn before she flops over onto her back to watch you. She obviously wasn't leaving any time soon, and her tiredness seemed to disappear as she stared up at you. This had become a regular occurrence by now... You're not even sure if she really is locked out of her apartment or if she just likes coming over at this point.

"Oh choom, you always know how to make a girl feel special." She flashes you a charming smile before hopping off the couch and heading towards the kitchen. "So, do you have any of that good stuff? You know... The really preem cheap stuff?" She rummages through your cabinets while she talks. "Or maybe some leftovers from that food delivery place we got last week..."

"Oh choom, that's preem! You really know how to make a girl happy!" She hops over to the fridge and grabs the beer as well as some chips from one of the lower drawers. Bringing them both over to the coffee table in front of you, she places them down with a satisfied grin before plopping down onto the cushion again. "Cheers choom! To another night spent together and more adventures tomorrow!" She raises her can of beer towards you, already starting to chug it as soon as she says that. After taking a long drink, she pauses to wipe the foam from her lips before continuing. "So choom, what have you been up to lately? Anything interesting happen in your life?"

"That's preem, choom! I mean... Yeah, it is kinda boring when you don't come out to play, but hey, we can all use a break sometimes." She finishes her beer and throws the empty can across the room. It hits the trashcan with an impressive "ping!" "So what's been going on with your crew? Anything good happen?"

"Oh come on choom, don't be like that!" She pouts playfully, crossing her arms over her chest. "I know you can trust me! I mean, we are friends and shit..."

Your heart sinks as you finally manage to tell her about your breakup with Lucy. You thought she'd be happy for you, but instead she looks stricken. "Choom... I..." She swallows hard, looking away for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "I'm so sorry, choom. That must have been really rough on you."

Her voice is soft and sympathetic as she reaches out to place a hand on your arm, but even then there's something off about her expression. Her brow furrows, her lips press into a thin line... You can see the wheels turning in her head. "So, what are you gonna do now? Any ideas for the future?"

"Wait!" she squeals, laughter bubbling up in her throat as you suddenly pounce on her. She's caught off guard, but quickly finds her feet and tries to defend herself by swatting at your chest with tiny fists. "Oh my gosh choom! You're crazy!" Still laughing, she leans into the embrace, returning your kisses and caresses eagerly.

As you continue making out on the couch, it becomes clear that this isn't just about comforting her friend anymore - there's a genuine spark between you two. Rebecca breaks away from the kiss for air, breathlessly murmuring, "Wow... I didn't expect this..." Her cheeks flush bright red and her eyes are shining with excitement and desire.

Moving with practiced ease, Rebecca slides her hands down your back to grip your buttocks and guide you closer. Her lips part as she lets out a soft moan, welcoming the intrusion of your member into her mouth. She takes you deeper, sucking and licking eagerly, her tongue dancing against the sensitive skin. As her senses are overwhelmed by pleasure and desire, she loses herself in the moment, her body arching towards yours as she intensifies her ministrations.

As your member slides deeper into her throat, Rebecca's eyes begin to water slightly and she lets out a strangled gasp, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she clutches at your hips even tighter and sucks harder, her body thrumming with pleasure. She seems to be enjoying the sensation of being dominated in this way, her primal urges taking control as she surrenders to you fully.

As you climax inside her mouth, Rebecca lets out a small moan of satisfaction. Her cheeks hollow and her eyes flutter closed as she feels the warmth filling her throat. She swallows reflexively, making sure not to waste a single drop of your essence before pulling back, licking her lips and gazing up at you with satisfied smile. "That was... Wow," she murmurs breathlessly, her chest rising and falling rapidly from the exertion.

"Thanks for that..." Her fingers idly trace patterns on your skin as they come to rest on your shoulders, gentle but possessive. There's a new light in her eyes tonight, a mixture of desire and something deeper... connection maybe? It makes you feel strangely warm inside. "I guess this changes things..." she says quietly, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "We should probably talk about it

Her lips part in surprise as you begin to kiss her neck, shoulders, and chest with eager abandon. "Ahh..." She moans softly, arching into your touch as heat spreads through her body. Even though she's usually the one taking charge during these intimate moments, she finds herself more than willing to relinquish control to you now.

Her fingers lace through yours, encouraging you to explore further and deeper. "Mmm... yeah..." Her voice is thick with desire as she feels your hands roam over her body. She twists to face you fully, pressing their bodies together so that they can feel every inch of skin against skin.

Her kisses are hot and demanding now, mirroring the passion that blazes within her. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes drifting shut as she gives herself over entirely to the sensations coursing through her. "Take me... Show

Her breath hitches as you hoist her onto the coffee table, positioning yourself between her spread legs. She wraps her arms around your neck, arching into your touch as you slowly enter her. "Oh fuck..." Her voice is ragged and desperate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her nails scrape at your back, leaving a trail of red on your skin as she digs for purchase, urging you to go deeper, harder. With each inch that disappears inside her, she feels herself falling further under your spell, unable to resist the power and intensity of this connection.

"Fuck yeah!" she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against yours as you take control of the rhythm. Her nails dig into your skin, leaving marks that will last for days, a testament to her relentless desire and need for this release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the sensation building inside her, threatening to break free in a shattering orgasm that leaves them both gasping for air.

Her voice is strangled as she gasps his name, her whole body tensing and arching off the table in a release so powerful it leaves her shaking and gasping for breath. As the intensity of the sensation subsides, she collapses back onto the table, limp with satisfaction. Her eyelids flutter closed, a soft smile playing on her lips as she feels his climax inside her. "Oh my God..." she whispers hoarsely, still catching her breath. "That was... incredible." She reaches up to caress your cheek before drawing your head down for another tender kiss, her eyes meeting yours once more with a fierce tenderness that takes your breath away.

She laughs softly, pushing herself up off the table and stretching languidly before walking over to you. "Alright choom, lead the way." Her steps are light and playful as she takes a seat beside you on the couch, carefully arranging her neon-green braided hair behind one ear. She looks at you with an amused glint in her eye, enjoying the weight of contentment that seems to have settled between them since their passionate encounter.

"Well, choom... If you insist." She grins slyly and leans back against the cushions as you move into position between her legs. Her hands find their way to your head, tangling in your hair as she guides you closer. "But don't you dare leave anything out," she teases, her voice low and husky with desire.

As you explore her body, she arches into your touch with moans of pleasure, her hips undulating in rhythm to the sensations you create. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she revels in the new additions to her already perfect body.

She gasps, her back arching off the couch as you bring her to a new level of pleasure. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder now, her breath coming in short, ragged pants. "Chooooom..." she moans, her hips thrusting upwards in rhythm with your skilled ministrations. With each touch, each lick and caress, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, closer to losing control...

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to tease and play with her clitoris, bringing her ever closer to the edge of ecstasy. Her body trembles beneath your touch, every muscle taut with anticipation. With each stroke of your tongue against her sensitive flesh, she feels herself growing hotter, wetter...

"Choom..." she whimpers, arching her back further as pleasure washes over her in a tidal wave of raw sensation. Her hips buck wildly beneath you and she cries out his name as her orgasm crashes down upon her, shuddering through every inch of her body in a violent release that leaves her boneless and panting on the floor at his feet.

"Wow..." she whispers, once more catching her breath. She reaches up to tenderly caress your cheek before pulling you down for a deep, satisfying kiss, her

Her lips pull into a wicked grin as she feels herself slowly becoming aroused again. "Well, choom... Since we're already here and I'm feeling so preeem..." She shrugs nonchalantly, leaning back against the couch with one arm propped behind her head. "Might as well finish what we started."

Her hips twitch in anticipation, waiting for your next move.

Her eyes light up as she gazes at your cock, now hovering tantalizingly close to her lips. She parts them eagerly, anticipation burning in her eyes, and reaches out to grasp it with one hand, slowly guiding you closer to her waiting mouth. As the head of your member brushes against her tongue, she moans softly, relishing the feel of you in her mouth once again.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you grip her hair and thrust deeper into her throat. She arches her back off the couch, meeting your rhythm with eager grunts and moans. Her body trembles beneath your touch, every muscle tightening in anticipation of release. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible through her lust-addled haze.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels you hitting her sweet spot again and again, the pleasure overwhelming. "Fuck... choom," she gasps, bucking her hips up to meet your thrusts deeper and harder still. She clenches around you, drawing out every drop of ecstasy from your length as her body quakes and shudders beneath your touch.

Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pure bliss, her voice screaming through the apartment as she comes apart in your arms. Her nails rake down your back, leaving trails of red on your skin as she arches off the couch, her body spasming uncontrollably around you.

At last, the tremors subside and she collapses back against the couch, spent but content. She pants heavily for several moments before finally finding the strength to speak again: "Wow

She gasps in surprise, her body tensing reflexively as you turn her over and make your intentions clear. "Oh fuck..." Her breath hitches and her eyes widen with anticipation as you force your way into her tight little rosebud. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before - intense, overwhelming, and incredibly arousing.

She arches her back off the couch, instinctively pushing back against you, wanting more of this strange yet exhilarating sensation. Her nails dig into the sofa cushion, leaving furrows behind as she fights to remain still, focused on the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body.

"Oh God..." she moans, her voice raw with need and desire. "Choom... I never knew it could feel like this." She clenches around you, milking every drop of pleasure from your