It was a hot summer afternoon, and the yoga studio was filled with the scent of sweat and incense. The class had just ended, and the students were gathering their mats and belongings, getting ready to leave.
Among them was Sarah, a 28-year-old brunette with short hair and a love for tight yoga pants. The pants clung to her curves, and even from a distance, you could see the outline of her pubic hair through the thin fabric.
She caught the eye of Jack, a 30-year-old man with a thing for women in yoga pants. He had been watching her throughout the class, admiring the way her body moved in the tight outfit.
As the other students left, Sarah approached Jack. “Great class,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I always feel so alive after a good yoga session.”
Jack couldn’t help but notice the cleavage peeking out of her sports bra. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. “Yeah, it was really great,” he stammered.
Sarah smiled, noticing his gaze. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. “Want to continue this practice somewhere more private?” she whispered.
Jack’s heart raced. He nodded, unable to speak.
They left the studio, making their way to Sarah’s apartment. As soon as they were inside, Sarah pounced, pressing her body against Jack’s.
Her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. Jack’s hands were on her hips, pulling her closer.
They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Sarah’s hands went to Jack’s pants, unbuttoning them and pulling out his hard cock.
She stroked it, her fingers moving up and down the shaft. Jack moaned, his head falling back.
Sarah dropped to her knees, taking Jack’s cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the head.
Jack’s hands were in her hair, guiding her movements. He moaned, his hips thrusting forward.
Sarah stood up, pulling off her pants and sports bra. She was naked except for her panties, which were soaked with her juices.
Jack reached out, touching her wetness through the fabric. Sarah moaned, her hips grinding against his hand.
He pulled off her panties, his fingers sliding inside her pussy. Sarah gasped, her back arching.
Jack’s fingers moved in and out of her, his thumb rubbing her clit. Sarah’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure.
She pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She guided his cock inside her, sinking down onto it.
They fucked, their bodies moving together in a rhythmic dance. Sarah’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive.
Jack’s hands were on her hips, pulling her down harder. Sarah’s moans filled the room, her pussy gripping his cock tightly.
They came together, their bodies trembling with pleasure. Sarah collapsed on top of Jack, her breathing heavy.
They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“That was amazing,” Jack said, his voice husky.
Sarah smiled, kissing him softly. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. We should do this again sometime.”
Jack nodded, his hands still on her hips. “Definitely.”
They lay there for a while longer, their bodies entwined.
The end.
