It was a hot summer afternoon when I first saw her in the local yoga studio. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in a thick braid. Her yoga pants hugged her curves perfectly, and I couldn’t help but steal glances as she moved through the poses with grace.
One day, as I was setting up my mat, she approached me. “Hey, I’ve seen you here before,” she said, her voice soft and inviting. “Do you want to grab a smoothie after class?”
I nodded, unable to believe my luck. We spent the next hour chatting and laughing, our connection deepening with every word. As the afternoon wore on, I knew I wanted more than just friendship with this woman.
The next time we met at the studio, I made my move. As we moved through the poses, I found myself drawn to her, my gaze lingering on her curves and the way her hair bounced with every movement.
During downward dog, I leaned forward, my breath hot on her ear. “I want you,” I whispered, my voice low and urgent.
She turned to me, her eyes wide with surprise and desire. “Here?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. Without another word, she led me to a secluded corner of the studio, where we could be alone.
She pulled me close, our bodies pressed together as we kissed. Her lips were soft and pliant, and I couldn’t help but moan as she deepened the kiss.
My hands roamed her body, tracing the curves of her hips and the softness of her breasts. She gasped as I pinched her nipples through the thin fabric of her sports bra, her body trembling with desire.
I dropped to my knees, my hands tugging at the waistband of her yoga pants. She stepped out of them, her long hair brushing against my face as I leaned in to taste her.
She was wet and ready for me, her body trembling with anticipation. I licked and sucked at her clit, my fingers buried deep inside her. She moaned and bucked against me, her hands tangled in my hair as she came hard.
I stood up, my cock hard and aching. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck as I entered her.
We moved together, our bodies slick with sweat as we fucked. The sound of our moans filled the studio, drowning out the soft music playing in the background.
I felt her pussy clench around me as she came again, her body trembling with pleasure. I followed soon after, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum.
We collapsed onto the mat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. “That was incredible,” she whispered, her voice filled with wonder.
I nodded, unable to speak. I knew in that moment that I had found something special with this woman, something that would stay with me long after we left the yoga studio.
