It was a hot summer afternoon, and the local yoga studio had just finished a particularly strenuous class. As the students filed into the locker room to change, they were all flushed and sweaty, their hair sticking to their faces.
Among them was Isabella, a 28-year-old brunette with curves in all the right places. She had always been self-conscious about her body, but the yoga class had helped her to feel more confident in her own skin. She slipped off her sweaty sports bra and slipped on a fresh one, before shimmying out of her yoga pants.
As she bent over to retrieve her towel, she heard a low whistle behind her. She turned to see Jake, a tall and muscular 30-year-old with piercing blue eyes. He was staring at her with a hungry look in his eyes.
“Like what you see?” Isabella asked, a playful smile on her lips.
“You have no idea,” Jake replied, his voice low and husky.
He crossed the room in two strides and pressed his body against hers, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Isabella responded eagerly, her body melting against his.
Jake’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through the fabric of her sports bra. Isabella moaned, her hands reaching down to grab Jake’s firm ass.
Jake broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Isabella’s neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. Isabella threw her head back, her moans growing louder as Jake’s hands slipped under her sports bra, his fingers tweaking and pinching her nipples.
Jake’s other hand reached down between Isabella’s legs, rubbing her clit through her damp yoga pants. Isabella gasped, her hips bucking against his hand as he increased the pressure.
Jake quickly slipped Isabella’s yoga pants down, revealing her bare pussy. He wasted no time, plunging two fingers inside her wet hole. Isabella cried out, her back arching as Jake fingered her roughly.
Jake’s thumb found Isabella’s clit, rubbing it in tight circles as he continued to finger her. Isabella’s moans grew louder and louder, her body trembling as she approached her orgasm.
With one final thrust of Jake’s fingers, Isabella came hard, her pussy clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Jake pulled his fingers out of Isabella’s pussy and brought them to his mouth, sucking her juices off with a satisfied smile.
“Until next time,” he said, before disappearing into the showers.
Isabella leaned against the locker, her legs still shaking as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t wait for the next yoga class.
