It was a hot summer day when I first saw her at the local yoga studio. She was a stunning woman, with long brunette hair and a body that was toned and fit from years of practice. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she moved gracefully through each pose.
After class, I approached her and struck up a conversation. We hit it off immediately, and before I knew it, we were making plans to meet up later that week.
When the day finally arrived, I was nervous with anticipation. I arrived at her apartment, and she greeted me at the door with a warm smile. She was wearing a pair of tight yoga pants that hugged her curves in all the right places.
We made small talk as we made our way to the living room, but I could feel the tension building between us. I knew that we both wanted the same thing, and I couldn’t wait any longer.
I leaned in and kissed her, and she responded eagerly. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, and I could feel her body pressed against mine. I ran my hands over her curves, feeling her soft skin beneath my fingers.
She pulled away for a moment and looked at me with a mischievous grin. “I have a surprise for you,” she said, before turning and walking towards her bedroom.
I followed her, my heart pounding in my chest. When we entered the room, she turned to face me and slowly began to remove her yoga pants. She was wearing a pair of lacy panties underneath, and I couldn’t help but stare.
She crawled onto the bed and looked at me with a seductive gaze. “I want you to do something for me,” she said, her voice low and husky.
I nodded, unable to speak. She told me to kneel on the floor in front of her, and I did as she asked. She spread her legs wide, exposing herself to me.
“I want you to taste me,” she said, her voice filled with desire.
I leaned in and began to kiss her inner thighs, working my way closer to her center. She moaned with pleasure as I teased her, my tongue just barely grazing her most sensitive areas.
Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer. I buried my face between her legs, my tongue exploring every inch of her. She tasted sweet and musky, and I couldn’t get enough.
She writhed in pleasure as I licked and sucked, her moans growing louder and louder. I could feel her muscles tensing, and I knew she was close.
With a loud cry, she came, her juices flowing into my mouth. I drank her in, savoring every drop.
When she had finished, she looked at me with a satisfied smile. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
I smiled back at her, feeling proud and satisfied. But I wasn’t done yet.
I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself between her legs. She looked up at me with a questioning gaze, but I didn’t say a word. I simply slid inside of her, filling her up completely.
We moved together, our bodies in perfect sync. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside of her. I could feel her muscles contracting around me, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
With a final thrust, I came, my seed spilling inside of her. She moaned with pleasure, her own orgasm triggered by mine.
We lay there, spent and satisfied, our bodies entwined. I looked at her, and she looked back at me, a content smile on her face.
“That was incredible,” she said, her voice soft and dreamy.
I smiled and nodded, knowing that she was right. It had been incredible.
And as we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.
