It was a hot summer day, and the local gym was packed with sweaty bodies. In the women’s locker room, a group of ladies were getting changed after their workout, their bodies glistening with sweat. Among them was Sophia, a curvy brunette with hips that could make any man’s head turn.
Sophia was in the middle of changing when she noticed a woman eyeing her from across the room. The woman was tall and blonde, with piercing blue eyes and a confident smile. She approached Sophia, introducing herself as Isabella.
“Hi there,” Sophia said, feeling a flutter in her chest.
Isabella wasted no time, leaning in to whisper in Sophia’s ear. “I’ve been watching you,” she said, her breath hot against Sophia’s skin. “You have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen.”
Sophia’s cheeks flushed, and she felt a surge of desire between her legs. She looked around, but the other women in the locker room were too busy with their own conversations to notice what was happening.
Isabella reached out, tracing a finger down Sophia’s arm. “Can I touch you?” she asked, her voice low and seductive.
Sophia nodded, unable to speak. Isabella’s touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt herself growing wetter by the second.
Isabella took Sophia’s hand, leading her to a secluded corner of the locker room. She pressed Sophia against the wall, their bodies flush against each other.
“You’re so beautiful,” Isabella breathed, her lips brushing against Sophia’s ear.
She trailed kisses down Sophia’s neck, making her way to her breasts. She cupped them in her hands, teasing the nipples with her thumbs. Sophia moaned, her head falling back against the wall.
Isabella knelt down, her lips making their way to Sophia’s hips. She kissed and licked every inch of her, making Sophia’s legs tremble.
“You taste so good,” Isabella murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of Sophia’s pussy through her shorts.
Sophia gasped as Isabella slipped a finger inside her, her thumb pressing against her clit. She rode the waves of pleasure, her hips bucking against Isabella’s hand.
Isabella stood up, her lips meeting Sophia’s in a passionate kiss. Sophia could taste herself on Isabella’s lips, and it only made her want her more.
Isabella reached down, unbuttoning Sophia’s shorts and pulling them down to her ankles. She knelt down again, her tongue exploring Sophia’s folds.
Sophia moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in Isabella’s hair. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her hips grinding against Isabella’s face.
Isabella’s fingers found their way inside Sophia again, and she cried out in pleasure. Isabella’s tongue flicked against her clit, sending her over the edge.
