In the heart of New Delhi, there was a gym renowned for its unique approach to fitness – a blend of traditional Indian yoga and modern workout techniques. Among the instructors, Rohan stood out with his toned physique and captivating eyes. At 28, he was the epitome of a fit and sensual yogi.
One day, a newcomer named Priya walked in. She was a 25-year-old software engineer, seeking a break from her monotonous routine. Her eyes met Rohan’s, and she felt an inexplicable connection.
Rohan began her session with gentle stretches and breathing exercises. As he guided her through the postures, his hands lingered on her body, sending shivers down her spine. By the end of the session, the tension between them was palpable.
“Priya, you have great potential,” Rohan said, his voice husky. “Meet me after the gym closes, and I’ll show you some advanced techniques.”
After the last member left, Rohan and Priya found themselves alone in the dimly lit gym. He started teaching her the Kama Sutra-inspired poses, their bodies drawing closer. Soon, their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Rohan’s hands explored Priya’s body, unbuttoning her top and caressing her breasts. His tongue traced circles around her nipples, eliciting soft moans from her. Meanwhile, Priya wrapped her legs around Rohan, grinding her hips against his growing erection.
Without breaking their kiss, Rohan led Priya to a secluded corner of the gym and laid her down on a yoga mat. He trailed kisses down her body, stopping at her inner thighs. With deliberate slowness, he licked her pussy, tasting her sweetness.
“Oh, Rohan,” Priya gasped, her hands clutching the mat beneath her.
Rohan slid a finger inside her, then two, preparing her for his cock. His tongue danced over her clit, and she writhed beneath him.
“Please, Rohan,” she begged, her voice trembling.
Rohan positioned himself over her, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission. Priya nodded, pulling him closer.
With a single thrust, Rohan entered her, filling her completely. They moved together, each thrust eliciting gasps and moans. Their bodies glistened with sweat, a testament to their passion.
Rohan’s pace quickened, and Priya met him stroke for stroke. As their climax approached, Rohan pulled out, his cock slick with her juices.
“I want to see you,” he said, his voice strained.
Priya nodded, and Rohan stroked himself, his hand moving faster and faster. With a guttural moan, he came, his cum spattering Priya’s face and chest. She licked her lips, savoring the taste.
Breathless and satisfied, they lay entwined on the mat, their bodies glowing in the dim light.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Priya,” Rohan whispered, his fingers tracing circles on her thigh.
“Yes, Rohan,” Priya replied, a smile playing on her lips. “I can’t wait.”
