In the bustling gym, a woman with fiery red curls and a tight yoga pants caught my eye. Her ample cleavage was barely contained by her sports bra, and I could hardly tear my gaze away. I had to have her.
I approached her, feigning interest in the weights she was lifting. “Hey, I’m Jake. Mind if I join you?” I asked, flashing a charming smile.
She looked at me skeptically, but eventually nodded. “Sure, I’m Sarah. Just don’t expect me to go easy on you.”
As we worked out together, I couldn’t help but steal glances at her curves. I could tell she was attracted to me too, her eyes lingering on my muscles as I lifted. Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. “Sarah, I know this is forward, but I can’t stop thinking about you. Would you like to grab a drink after this?” I asked.
She hesitated for a moment, but then smiled. “Sure, why not?”
We went to a nearby bar and the conversation flowed easily. Before long, we were laughing and joking like old friends. I reached over and brushed a strand of hair out of her face, and she leaned into my touch. I knew this was my moment.
I leaned in and kissed her, our tongues intertwining. She moaned softly, her hands running through my hair. We broke apart for a moment, both of us breathless. “Let’s go back to my place,” I whispered.
At my apartment, we barely made it to the bedroom before our clothes were off. I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes and making her shiver. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, freeing her luscious breasts. I took one in my mouth, swirling my tongue around her nipple. She arched her back, moaning louder.
I moved my hand down her stomach, feeling the muscles tense beneath my fingers. I slipped my hand into her yoga pants, finding her wet and ready for me. I slid a finger inside her, making her gasp. I added a second finger, curling them up to hit her G-spot. She writhed beneath me, her moans growing louder.
I removed my fingers and replaced them with my cock, sliding it inside her slowly. She was so tight, I had to take it slow. I started to thrust, building up speed. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her.
I reached down and started to rub her clit, making her moan even louder. She was close, I could tell. I increased the pressure, rubbing faster and harder. She cried out, her pussy clenching around my cock as she came. I followed soon after, filling her with my cum.
We lay there, breathless and sweaty, for a few moments. “That was amazing,” she whispered.
I smiled, kissing her gently. “Yes, it was.”
We spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, trying out different positions and making each other moan with pleasure. It was a night I would never forget.
