Nude Yoga On Private Secluded Tropical Beach With Mira And Katrina Stretching

The warm tropical sun beat down on the secluded beach as Mira and Katrina stepped out of the cabana, their bodies glistening with sunscreen. The two curvaceous beauties had rented this private stretch of paradise for the day, eager to test their flexibility in a way they never had before – completely naked and outdoors.

Mira, a lithe blonde with full, perky breasts, laid out a yoga mat in the soft sand near the water’s edge. She glanced back over her shoulder at Katrina, the red-headed vixen who was untying her bikini top. “Ooh, look at you Kat, so bold already! Let’s get those gears in motionunnery pants, girl!”

Katrina laughed, unhooking her bottoms and letting them fall to the sand. She stood proudly, hands on her wide hips, her fiery pubic hair stark against her porcelain skin. “You know me Mira, nothing stops me from getting my om on!”

The two striking women stepped onto their mats, feeling a charge between them, an unspoken invitation. They began to flow through their sun salutations, their bodies undulating gracefully. Mira’s perfect round ass pointed skyward in downward dog, while Katrina’s pink nipples hardened in the breeze as she folded into lotus position.

As the yoga session progressed, their touches became longer, more intimate – a hand on the small of the back, a gentle squeeze on the shoulder. They moved together like a sensual dance, their breaths becoming more ragged, their eyes locking in moments of sultry connection.

In one pose, Mira moved behind Katrina, her full breasts pressing against Katrina’s back as she reached around to adjust her hands. Katrina’s breath hitched, and Mira felt a thrill at the effect she had on her best friend and secret crush. She let her hands linger, smoothing along Katrina’s ribcage, grazing the sides of her breasts.

Katrina leaned back into Mira, her neck arched, hair tickling Mira’s face. “Mira…I think we’re past the point of focus on the poses, don’t you?” She turned her head, their lips a scant inch apart.

Mira swallowed hard. “You’re absolutely right.” She closed the gap, their mouths meeting in a hungry kiss. Sparks flew between them, seven years of pent-up desire unleashed.

Katrina turned in Mira’s embrace, their nude bodies flush against each other. She slipped her tongue past Mira’s soft lips, tangling with her best friend’s tongue. Mira moaned into her mouth, her hands roaming the hills and valleys of Katrina’s body. She squeezed Katrina’s full, round ass, pulling their hips together.

They stumbled toward the cabana, hands groping, tongues twining, desperate to sate the years of longing. Inside, they collapsed onto the plush bed, a tangle of limbs. Katrina suckled one of Mira’s pert nipples as her hand delved between Mira’s thighs, feeling the wet heat of her arousal.

Mira gasped and bucked against Katrina’s skillful fingers. “Oh god Kat, just like that. I’ve wanted you so badly.”

“Mmm, me too Mira. All yours.”

They rolled, Katrina atop Mira now, thighs spread over Mira’s face as she buried her own between Mira’s legs. Mira licked and sucked at Katrina’s dripping sex, reveling in her friend’s taste, while Katrina returned the favor with enthusiastic licks and sucks of Mira’s swollen clit.

Their bodies undulated in perfect rhythm, bringing each other to dizzying heights. Katrina ground her clit against Mira’s chin, her juices dripping down Mira’s neck. Mira thrust two fingers deep into Katrina’s cunt, pumping in time with Katrina’s tongue lapping at her folds.

The world narrowed down to sensation and the glistening heat of their joined bodies. Their moans rose in pitch as their orgasms built, waves of pleasure cresting. With a final thrust, Katrina came undone, her pelvic muscles clenching around Mira’s fingers as she cried out Mira’s name. Mira followed a second later, her hips bucking up against Katrina’s face, screaming her release into Katrina’s wetness.

Afterwards, they collapsed together, limbs entwined, hands leisurely exploring each other’s curves. “Happy Yoga Day, my dear,” Mira purred.

“Best. Yoga. Ever,” Katrina replied, shifting to lazily circle Mira’s nipple with her tongue.

They giggled and nuzzled, basking in the afterglow of their newfound intimacy and unquenched lust. The private beach and cabana had provided the perfect playground for two friends to finally satisfy their hearts’ desires. They knew this was only the beginning of a beautiful friendship