In the crowded gym, a curly-haired woman named Isabella worked out with determination. She was a stunning 25-year-old, her voluptuous figure turning heads. Among the gym-goers, a man named Ethan, who was 28, found himself increasingly drawn to her.
One day, Ethan approached Isabella as she was catching her breath on a nearby mat.
“Hey, I’ve seen you around here,” Ethan said, trying to sound casual. “I’m Ethan.”
Isabella looked at him with her deep brown eyes, slightly suspicious. “Isabella,” she replied, before returning to her stretches.
Over the next few days, Ethan continued talking to Isabella, learning about her love for modern dance and her challenging job as a choreographer. Isabella, in turn, found Ethan’s humility and genuine interest in her endearing.
“Would you like to grab a drink sometime?” Ethan finally asked one day.
Isabella hesitated but agreed, and they exchanged numbers. A few days later, they met at a trendy bar, where they shared stories and laughs, their chemistry palpable.
As the night progressed, they found themselves at Ethan’s apartment.
“I’ve never seen you outside of the gym,” Ethan murmured, tracing Isabella’s cheek with his thumb. “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”
Isabella smiled, her heart pounding. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their bodies pressing against each other. Ethan’s hands explored Isabella’s curves, while she ran her fingers through his hair.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Ethan whispered, leading Isabella to his room.
Once there, they continued their foreplay, their kisses becoming more fervent. Ethan trailed his lips down Isabella’s neck, eliciting soft moans from her. He then unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her lacy bra.
“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, cupping her breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth. Isabella arched her back, her breath hitching.
Ethan then gently pushed Isabella onto the bed, removing her pants and underwear. He knelt between her legs, admiring her curves.
“You’re perfect,” he said, before dipping his head between her thighs.
Isabella gasped as Ethan’s tongue explored her folds, teasing her clit. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.
“Yes, right there,” she moaned, as Ethan continued his assault.
When Isabella was close to climaxing, Ethan slid a finger into her, feeling her wetness. Isabella moaned louder, her hips bucking as she came.
“You taste amazing,” Ethan said, licking his fingers clean.
Isabella sat up, pulling Ethan’s shirt over his head. She then unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard cock.
“I want you inside me,” she said, her voice husky.
Ethan positioned himself above her, rubbing the head of his cock against her entrance. Isabella wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.
“Now,” she demanded, and Ethan thrust into her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Ethan gripped Isabella’s hips, driving deeper. Isabella met his thrusts, moaning with each one.
They soon found themselves in a rhythm, their bodies moving in sync. Ethan reached between them, rubbing Isabella’s clit.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Isabella chanted, her voice building to a crescendo.
Ethan felt her muscles contract around him as she came, her moans echoing in the room. He followed shortly after, his thrusts becoming erratic as he filled her with his cum.
They lay tangled together, their hearts beating in sync.
“That was amazing,” Isabella whispered, snuggling against Ethan.
Ethan smiled, kissing her forehead. “I couldn’t agree more.”
