It was a hot summer afternoon when I first met her in the local yoga studio. She had the most captivating pixie haircut, a playful shade of purple, and was wearing tight yoga pants that accentuated her toned figure. I couldn’t help but steal glances at her as we moved through the various poses.
During the cool down, I gathered the courage to approach her. We exchanged pleasantries and discovered that we lived in the same neighborhood. I suggested we practice together sometime, and she agreed.
A few days later, she arrived at my doorstep, her purple hair pulled back into a messy bun, and her yoga pants clinging to her curves. We started with some simple stretches, and I couldn’t help but notice how her breath hitched as I adjusted her posture.
As we moved into the more challenging poses, I found myself drawn to her, our bodies mere inches apart. I caught her gaze and held it, my heart racing as I felt a magnetic pull between us.
Without breaking eye contact, I leaned in and kissed her, my hands exploring her toned back and arms. She responded eagerly, her lips parting as our tongues danced together.
We broke apart, both panting heavily, and she pulled me towards the bedroom. Our clothes came off in a frenzy, our bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes as I made my way to her breasts. I teased her nipples with my tongue, causing her to moan with pleasure.
Slowly, I made my way down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her skin. I reached her yoga pants, and with a playful grin, I pulled them down, revealing her bare pussy.
I wasted no time, diving in and licking her clit, causing her to gasp and writhe in pleasure. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat my hand.
She begged me to fuck her, and I obliged, sliding my cock inside her wet pussy. We moved together, our bodies in sync as we explored each other’s bodies.
We tried different positions, each one more intense than the last. We ended up in missionary, my cock deep inside her as I thrust harder and harder.
As we approached our climax, we moaned and screamed, our bodies shaking with pleasure. I came inside her, filling her with my cum.
We lay there, panting and sweaty, our bodies still entwined. We exchanged a lazy smile, already planning our next yoga session together.
