It was a warm summer evening, and the sun was just beginning to set as Marianne made her way down the back street. She had just finished a yoga class and was still wearing her favorite pair of yoga pants, the ones that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her long ponytail swung gently behind her as she walked, the haircut she had gotten last week making her feel bold and carefree.
As she turned a corner, she noticed a figure leaning against the wall ahead. It was Jack, a man she had been flirting with for weeks. He was dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans, and his dark hair was styled in a messy yet endearing way.
“Hey there,” he said, pushing himself off the wall as she approached.
“Hi,” she replied, her heart beating faster with excitement.
They stood there for a moment, making small talk and stealing glances at each other. Marianne could feel the heat building between them, and she knew that they were both thinking the same thing.
Without a word, Jack reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she leaned into him, closing her eyes as their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Their bodies pressed together, and Marianne could feel Jack’s hands exploring her curves. She moaned softly as he slid his hands under her yoga pants, cupping her ass and pulling her closer.
Jack’s lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he made his way to her breasts. He teased her nipples through the fabric of her sports bra, and Marianne arched her back, begging for more.
With a flick of his fingers, Jack undid the clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts. He took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around her nipple as she moaned in pleasure.
Marianne’s hands found their way to Jack’s jeans, and she eagerly unbuttoned them, freeing his hard cock. She stroked it gently, feeling it twitch in her hand.
Jack lifted her up, and Marianne wrapped her legs around his waist. He pressed her against the wall, and she could feel his cock probing at her pussy.
“Yes,” she whispered, guiding him inside her.
They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony. Jack’s thrusts were deep and passionate, and Marianne could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.
She moaned louder and louder, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock. He quickened his pace, and Marianne could feel herself spiraling out of control.
With one final thrust, Jack filled her with his cum. Marianne moaned in pleasure, her pussy milking every last drop from him.
They stayed there for a moment, their bodies still connected. And then, with a soft kiss, they pulled apart, both knowing that this was just the beginning.
