In the heart of a bustling city, there was a hidden gem – a yoga studio with a large pool, tucked away in a quiet corner. It was here that I first met Madison, a stunning yogini with a body that could make any man’s heart race. She was 25, tall and athletic, with long legs, a narrow waist, and full breasts. Her hair was a cascade of curls, and her eyes sparkled with mischief.
One day, after a particularly intense yoga session, Madison and I found ourselves alone in the pool. The water was cool and refreshing, and we started to playfully splash each other. Our laughter echoed in the room, and soon, we were wrestling, our bodies pressed against each other.
As we tumbled in the water, our eyes met, and I felt a surge of desire. I could see the same hunger in Madison’s gaze. She moved closer, her lips brushing mine, and I knew that we were about to cross a line.
Our kiss was deep and passionate, our tongues dancing together. I could feel her body pressed against mine, her breasts crushed against my chest. My hands roamed over her wet skin, feeling her firm muscles and soft curves.
We broke our kiss, and I trailed my lips down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. She moaned, her head falling back. I moved lower, licking and nibbling on her collarbone. My hands found her breasts, and I massaged them, teasing her nipples.
Madison gasped as I took a nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting gently. She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel her body trembling with desire.
I moved my hand down her stomach, slipping it into her yoga pants. She was already wet, her pussy slick with desire. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around me.
She moaned, her hips bucking against my hand. I added another finger, fucking her harder. She was panting, her breath hot against my ear.
Suddenly, she pushed me away, and I looked at her, confused. She smiled mischievously and dived underwater. I held my breath, waiting for her to resurface.
When she did, she was holding a small bottle of lube. She winked at me, and I felt my heart race. She moved closer, her lips brushing mine.
She took my hand, squeezing some lube onto my fingers. She then guided my hand to her ass, and I knew what she wanted. I slowly circled her tight hole with my fingers, feeling her muscles clench and release.
She moaned as I slipped a finger inside her, her body trembling with pleasure. I added another finger, stretching her. She was panting, her breath hot against my ear.
I could feel her body tense as she prepared herself. I pulled out my fingers and positioned myself behind her. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes filled with desire.
I slowly pushed inside her, feeling her tight walls close around me. She moaned, her head falling forward. I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers.
The water around us swirled, mixing with our sweat and desire. I could feel her body trembling, her muscles clenching around me.
As I felt my orgasm building, I pulled out of her. She looked at me, confused. I took the bottle of lube and squeezed some onto my cock. I then took her hand, guiding it to my cock.
She smiled mischievously and started to stroke me, her hand slick with lube. I moaned, my head falling back. She moved closer, her lips brushing mine.
I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening. I groaned, my hips bucking against her hand.
Suddenly, I pulled away, cum shooting out of my cock and landing on her yoga pants. She looked at me, surprised, as I continued to cum, my body shaking with pleasure.
When I was spent, I looked at her, my breath hot against her ear. She smiled, her hand still wrapped around my cock.
“I think we need to take a shower,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
I nodded, my body still trembling with pleasure.
And so, we dove back into the water, our bodies entwined, ready to explore each other even further.
