Bending over for you (stretching and light workout naked) Back View
Title: “Stretching Daydreams: A Private Naked Workout”
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Kylie stretched her tight, toned body, the morning sun casting intimate shadows across her naked skin. Standing in her living room, she closed her eyes and slowly raised her arms to the ceiling, arching her back like a sinuous feline. Her long, chestnut hair cascaded down her back in glossy waves, the ends brushing the small of her back. She wore nothing but a pair of tiny pink workout shorts and a thin, white sports bra.
As her body awakened, Kylie playfully swayed her hips side-to-side, warming up her hips and thighs. The eyeful of jiggling curves had her pulse quickening, sending blood rushing to all the right places. Her nipples started to peak, visibly straining against the thin, stretchy fabric.
Hopping onto her yoga mat, Kylie began with a few planks. She lowered herself onto all fours and gradually shifted her weight forward until her arms fully extended. Her pert rump pointed skyward, the flimsy shorts riding up and baring the bottom curves of her bubble cheeks. One, two, three…she held the position, her muscles quivering as she resisted the urge to kick her heels back.
Having satisfied her tortoise pose, Kylie rolled over and lost herself in side stretches, first on her right side, then her left. Each fluid bend had her perky C-cups spilling out the sides of her sports bra. They were juicy yet firm, crowns of stiffness poking the fabric. She didn’t bother pulling them through the armholes. It wasn’t like she planned to go anywhere.
Falling into a split, front to back, Kylie arched her back until her palms and toes touched the mat. Arching her spine like the inverted number 16, she rocked a little from side to side, the floor snuggly wedged between her calves. Each bounce sent her plush ass rippling with a hypnotic sway. Her clit felt hot and heavy, the beginnings of an ache building between her trembling thighs.
With a seductive smirk, Kylie rolled onto her stomach and gotnosy into downward facing dog. One hand slid up her inner thigh, tickling the damp spot that had begun to darken her shorts. A content sigh slipped past her lush lips. Cupping her chest, she massaged her naval-side in small circles, relieving the pressure on her stiff little pebbles. She needed more.
Grabbing her yoga strap, Kylie looped it around one foot and gently pulled until she felt herself stretching her hamstring. Back leg straight, chest forward, she reached for a double stretch. The pressure wasn’t enough. Sitting on her haunches, Kylie wrapped the strap around her ankles, then pulled on the ends until her chest hit her thighs and her forehead smooshed her knees. Obliques, quads, hamstrings…she gasped as the tension increased.
Release. Kylie repeated in a breathy chant. Unwrapping the strap, she rolled her shoulders and began squatting. Bending at the knees, she reached for her towels and settled them between her thighs, a secret blossom of delight. One, two, three times, knees cracking, sizzling … “Ooh.”
Placing her balled fists on her hips, Kylie dipped lower, her toned bubble stretching and flexing as she drove her hips and knees further apart. The visible bulge told the whole story. Wiggling it taut and tight, Kylie lost herself in the sinful sensation until satisfied.
Ready to move on, Kylie grabbed her long, ridiculous heels and shimmied into them. Face flushed, she spent a full five minutes trying to get out of them, and bent over at her waist. Facing the wall, she kicked her legs up and kicked them up with relish, glorying in the way this tipped her heavy tits right out of their fabric prison. Swaying, she watched jiggled her fleshy boulders.
Reluctantly, Kylie dropped her heels to the floor and flopped onto the couch in a panting heap. Her fitfully quivering body was flushed, sweaty, and damp in places under-layered. Breathy, licking her lips, Kylie knew this wild workout was over and it had been pretty good fun…for her. She couldn’t wait to go online, share her workout tips, and maybe earn a few hot DM’s from appreciative new followers.
The end.