Athletic Blonde Is Training On A Black Mans Big Dick Today

The Yoga Mat, A canvas for Pleasure

Bending, stretching, contorting her supple, tattooed body into a myriad of enticing poses. This is not just another yoga session, this is an exploration, a sensual dance between porcelain skin and ebony declaration of desire. The athletic blonde, clad in a skimpy sports bra and tiny shorts, arches her back, pushing out her perfectly rounded backside. Her condoms and supplies sat waiting. A thirst to be quenched, a fire to be ignited.

He’s watching, appreciating the lewd exhibition before him. Muscles rippling under a sheen of sweat, shapely thighs flexing as she stretches and bends. The black man, impressive in his own right, rises from his seat, his arousal growing, tenting his pants. She sees this, his obvious desire, and a risque idea forms in her mind.

“I think it’s time for a power pose,” she purrs, rolling up from her last position. She saunters over to him, hips swaying suggestively. “One that requires some help.” Reaching out, she boldly grabs at his bulge, squeezing the impressive size appreciatively. “Mmm, just as I imagined.”

Spinning him around, she pushes him onto the yoga mat, straddling his waist. Leaning down, she captures his lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue invading his mouth, tasting, teasing. Her nimble fingers deftly unbutton his pants, freeing his large, throbbing cock from its confines. It springs up, slapping against her ass as she grinds against him.

Breaking the kiss, she sits up, pulling her sports bra off to expose her pert, braless breasts. Reaching out, she grabs a condom from her array of toys and supplies, tearing into it with her teeth. Slowly, seductively, she unrolls the latex barrier onto his thick shaft, stroking and squeezing as she does.

Turning around, she positions her dripping pussy above his awaiting manhood. Reaching back, she spreads her ass cheeks, revealing her tight, puckered hole, a ring of pink amidst her pale flesh. “I want you to take me,” she whispers, all the while lowering herself onto his enormous cock. She inhales sharply as she stretches around him, her body not quite used to his size. Muscles twitch and contract around the thick invader as she slowly sinks lower, taking more and more inside her hungry cavern.

Her breathing grows ragged as she finally sits flush against him, fully impaled on his manhood. She takes a moment to adjust before starting to move, rising up and slamming back down, fucking herself on his impressive shaft. Her breasts bounce and jiggle with each motion, a lewd display of her arousal.

The man below her grunts at each drop of her hips, his hands gripping tight to her waist as he helps set the pace. Their rhythm grows faster, harder, sweat beading and rolling down their bodies. The sound of their moans and slapping skin fills the room, a erotic symphony of lust and satisfaction.

Leaning forward, she places her hands on the floor, arching her back to push her ass out further. This new angle allows him to plunge even deeper into her clutching depths. She mewls and whimpers at each thrust, the base of his cock kissing her cervix with each pounding downward motion.

Reaching out, she grabs a silicone dildo from her supplies, quickly lubing it up. Reaching back, she places it at her other eager hole, pressing forward to breach the tight ring of muscle. Slowly, inch by inch, she works the thick toy into her ass, gasping at the delicious stretch.

Leaning down, she places a finger against her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in circles, pushing herself closer to her peak. Her moans grow louder, more needy, her hips bucking erratically as her orgasm builds.

He feels her walls starting to spasm, clenching and fluttering around his thrusting cock. “Fuck,” he grunts, his thrusts becoming erratic, “I’m gonna cum.” She cries out as he slams into her, burying his cock to the hilt as his own release floods the condom. The feeling of his hot seed, even separated by latex, pushes her over the edge. She comes with a scream, her pussy clamping down like a vice, milking him for every last drop.

They both collapse onto the yoga mat, panting and sated, their bodies still joined together. Lying there in the afterglow, basking in the heat of their passion, they both know this “training session” is one they’ll never forget.

And as they slowly separate and clean up, trading satisfied smiles, they both know this is just the beginning, a new page in their physical fitness regimen. For in yoga, as in life, one must always seek to expand oneself, to grow, to push the boundaries of what they think they can take. And if that means including a little more “cardio” in their workouts, well, they’re both more than eager to embrace the challenge.