In the heart of a bustling city, hidden amongst the towering skyscrapers and urban jungle, lay a secret oasis. A place where people could escape the chaos and find tranquility. It was here that I met her, a vision of beauty in her lipstick red bikini, practicing underwater yoga in the pool.
She was a siren, a seductress, and I was immediately captivated by her. I watched from afar as she moved with grace and fluidity, her body bending and twisting in ways that defied logic. Her bikini, soaked from the water, clung to her curves, accentuating her full breasts and round ass. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
I approached her, my heart racing, and struck up a conversation. We talked for hours about our shared love for yoga and the peace it brought us. I could feel the chemistry between us, the tension building, and I knew I had to have her.
I invited her back to my place, and she accepted. Once there, I offered to give her a private yoga lesson, one that would push her limits and awaken her desires. She agreed, and we began.
I started with gentle stretches, my hands on her body, feeling her muscles tense and relax under my touch. I could feel her heart racing, mirroring my own, as I moved closer, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths as our hands roamed over each other’s bodies.
I broke the kiss, trailing kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes, and making my way to her breasts. I took one nipple in my mouth, sucking and teasing it, while my hand pinched and pulled on the other. She moaned, her body arching into my touch as I continued to worship her breasts.
I moved lower, kissing and licking my way down her stomach, stopping to tease her belly button with my tongue. I could feel her wetness seeping through her bikini bottom, and I knew she was ready for me.
I hooked my fingers into her bikini, pulling it down her legs, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy. I wasted no time, diving my tongue into her folds, tasting her sweetness. She moaned, her hips bucking against my face as I licked and sucked on her clit.
I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat my finger as I moved it in and out of her. I added a second finger, stretching her as I continued to lick and suck on her clit. She was moaning louder now, her body trembling as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.
I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers, her moans becoming more desperate. I quickened my pace, my tongue flicking against her clit faster and harder. She cried out, her body shaking as she came, her juices flowing onto my fingers.
I stood up, my cock straining against my shorts. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed with lust. I pulled down my shorts, my cock springing free. She licked her lips, her eyes fixed on my cock.
She wrapped her hand around my cock, her fingers barely able to close around it. She stroked me, her hand moving up and down my shaft. I moaned, my head falling back as she continued to stroke me.
She leaned forward, taking my cock in her mouth. She sucked and teased the tip, her tongue swirling around it. I moaned, my hands going to her head as she took me deeper into her mouth. She moved her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down my shaft.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled her up, my lips crashing into hers as I pushed her against the wall. I lifted her leg, my cock finding her entrance. I thrust into her, her moan of pleasure music to my ears.
I moved in and out of her, our bodies slapping together as we fucked. I reached down, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed and teased it, her moans becoming more desperate.
I felt her muscles tightening around me, her orgasm building. I quickened my pace, my thrusts becoming harder and faster. She cried out, her body shaking as she came again.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I groaned, my cock twitching as I filled her with my cum. We collapsed onto the floor, our bodies slick with sweat.
We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, before getting up and getting dressed. We exchanged numbers, promising to meet again.
And that was the beginning of our secret trysts, our underwater yoga leading to passionate encounters, our bodies becoming one in the most intimate of ways. It was our little secret, one that only we shared.
