In the heart of Mumbai, a bustling metropolis, a woman named Priya found solace in the sanctuary of a small yoga studio. She was a striking Indian woman in her late twenties, her raven hair cascading down her back, framing her delicate features. Every day, she donned her favorite pair of yoga pants, their snug fit accentuating her curves and her toned legs. Though she usually kept her upper body modestly covered, today she wore a sports bra that revealed a hint of her midriff.
In the same class, there was a man named Arjun, a strikingly handsome young womanizer. Today, he couldn’t help but notice the alluring Priya. His gaze lingered on her form-fitting pants, tracing the outline of her shapely legs and hips. As the class progressed, Arjun found himself increasingly distracted by Priya, his desire growing stronger.
During the final pose, Savasana, or Corpse Pose, Arjun carefully positioned himself next to Priya. His heart raced as he took in her beauty, her chest rising and falling with each breath. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “I’ve noticed you in class. You’re breathtaking.”
Priya tensed, unsure of how to respond. Arjun, sensing her apprehension, gently caressed her arm, his touch warm and soothing. “Relax,” he murmured, “I only want to give you pleasure.”
Priya hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. But something about Arjun’s touch, his words, ignited a spark within her. She nodded, giving in to her desires.
Arjun’s hand moved up, his fingers tracing the edge of Priya’s sports bra. He slipped a finger beneath the fabric, gently teasing her nipple. Priya gasped, her back arching as a wave of pleasure washed over her.
Arjun took this as a sign to continue. He tugged at the waistband of Priya’s yoga pants, slowly pulling them down to reveal her bare, glistening pussy. He couldn’t resist any longer. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Priya moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in Arjun’s hair. He lapped at her clit, his fingers plunging deep inside her. She was so wet, so ready for him.
Arjun couldn’t wait any longer. He stood, his hard cock straining against his shorts. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband, pushing them down to reveal his erection.
Priya’s eyes widened as she took in his size. She licked her lips, her mouth watering at the sight. She reached out, wrapping her hand around his shaft.
Arjun hissed, his head falling back as she began to stroke him. He couldn’t believe how good it felt, how right. He grabbed her head, guiding her mouth onto his cock.
Priya sucked him eagerly, her tongue swirling around his tip. She moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down Arjun’s spine.
Arjun couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled out, his cum spilling over Priya’s lips and chin. She swallowed, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
As the class came to an end, Arjun and Priya quickly dressed, their hearts still racing. They shared a secret smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of their passionate affair.
