In the heart of Los Angeles, a lavish mansion housed a heated indoor pool, its shimmering water beckoning to the toned figure of 25-year-old Isabella. She slipped into the pool wearing her favorite yoga pants and sports bra, the wet fabric clinging to her curves. The chlorinated water gently lapped against her skin, arousing her senses.
Across the pool, her long-time friend, 28-year-old Ethan, watched her from behind dark sunglasses. His gaze followed the water as it trickled down Isabella’s toned legs, tracing the outline of her yoga pants. His heart quickened, and he adjusted himself discreetly.
Ethan approached Isabella, his eyes never leaving hers. He leaned against the pool’s edge, their eyes meeting in a heated glance. Isabella’s lips curled into a sly smile as she noticed Ethan’s interest. She moved closer, her yoga pants swirling around her legs, accentuating her hips.
“Is the water nice?” Ethan asked, his voice low and husky.
Isabella nodded, her eyes never leaving his. “It’s perfect,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan reached out, his fingers gently brushing against Isabella’s wet thigh. She gasped, her eyes widening. Ethan took this as an invitation and leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as the water rippled around them.
Ethan’s hand moved up Isabella’s thigh, finding the waistband of her yoga pants. He slipped his fingers inside, feeling the warmth of her skin. Isabella moaned, her hands reaching for Ethan’s shoulders.
Ethan broke the kiss, his lips traveling down Isabella’s neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to shiver. Isabella’s hands moved down Ethan’s chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.
Ethan slipped Isabella’s yoga pants down, revealing her bare ass. He groaned, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek. Isabella’s hand reached for Ethan’s shorts, freeing his hard cock.
Ethan lifted Isabella up, positioning her on the pool’s edge. He spread her legs, his cock teasing her entrance. Isabella moaned, her hands reaching for Ethan’s shoulders.
With one swift motion, Ethan entered Isabella, causing her to gasp. He started slow, building up a rhythm. Isabella’s moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of the water.
Ethan’s hand moved down to Isabella’s clit, rubbing circles around it. Isabella’s moans grew louder, her muscles clenching around Ethan’s cock.
“Yes, Ethan, yes,” Isabella panted, her head thrown back.
Ethan increased his pace, his balls slapping against Isabella’s ass. Isabella’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, her orgasm building up.
“I’m close, Ethan,” Isabella gasped, her nails digging into Ethan’s shoulders.
With one final thrust, Ethan came, his warm cum filling Isabella. Isabella followed shortly after, her orgasm washing over her.
Ethan pulled out, his cock still hard. Isabella looked at him, her eyes filled with desire. Ethan smirked, his fingers tracing Isabella’s wet lips.
“Again?” he asked, his voice low.
Isabella nodded, her lips curling into a sly smile.
“Again,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
