Emma was feeling stiff after a long day of filming. She decided some yoga in her bedroom was just what she needed to unwind. She threw on a tight-fitting tank top and shorts, not really thinking about how little they covered.
Soon, she started with some basic stretches, reaching her arms up over her head and groaning softly as her muscles released their tension. "Ugh, that feels so good," she muttered to herself. Next, she laid out her yoga mat and moved into downward dog, arching her back and pushing her pert bum high into the air.
As she held the pose, the fabric of her shorts rode up further, exposing the bottom cheeks of her ass. She didn't notice at first, focused as she was on breathing deeply. But then a draft brushed across her skin, making her shiver. When she glanced back to investigate, she saw a hint of cheek peeking out. "Oops, maybe these shorts weren't the best choice," she chuckled.
Emma flowed into the wide-legged forward fold, she felt a delicious stretch in her hamstrings. "Mmm that's the spot," she muttered appreciatively. Her tank top rode up higher as she leaned further into the pose, exposing the smooth skin of her lower belly. The fabric bunched just beneath her breasts, displaying her slim waist and toned abs.
She held the stretch, feeling herself get lost in the sensation. A light sheen of sweat was starting to form on her skin from the exertion. A pleasant warmth was pooling low in her belly too. Without really thinking about it, she started moving her hips ever so slightly, grinding herself gently against the firm floor with each exhale.
"Oh fuck, that feels good," she gasped, the coarse texture of the mat stimulating her in new ways. Emboldened, she rocked her hips with more intention, chasing the pleasure building between her thighs. Her nipples had hardened into tight buds against the thin cotton of her top. She tried to refocus on her breathing, but it was coming in short, eager pants now.
She spread her legs wider for better contact, humping the mat with wanton abandon. Her breasts bounced and jiggled with each thrust. Her nipples felt painfully tight, begging for friction. On a whim, she dragged them across the rough yoga mat, crying out as the texture teased the taut buds.
Her breathing had devolved into ragged, desperate pants. Saliva was pooling in her mouth as her orgasm approached. She rocked her hips faster, clutching the edges of the mat so hard her knuckles turned white. Her clit was throbbing, engorged and aching for release. Just a bit more, she thought hazily, grinding in tight circles now.
Emma knew she needed more to reach her peak. In a frenzied haze she leapt up from the mat, all thoughts of yoga forgotten. She scrambled onto her large bed, yanking her tight shorts down her long legs in her haste.
Now fully naked, she collapsed onto the soft mattress with a moan. Spreading her thighs wide, she took in the glistening arousal coating her folds. Two fingers slid smoothly into her dripping cunt. "Yes!" she cried out at the penetration. She pumped furiously, curling her digits to rub against her swollen front wall.
Emma brought her other hand down to her aching clit, eager to send herself over the edge. She spread her swollen lower lips, fully exposing the sensitive nub. Her fingers circled it slowly at first, applying light pressure that had her back arching off the bed.
"Mmm fuck, yes," she moaned, lost in sensation. She started rubbing faster, pressing harder as waves of pleasure radiated out from her pulsing bud. Her hips were thrusting to meet each pass of her fingers now. Her large breasts jiggled wildly with each motion, nipples pebbled and begging for touch.
On a whim, she brought her other hand up to knead one mound, pinching a nipple between thumb and forefinger. "Oh god!" she cried out at the dual stimulation. Her clit was throbbing almost painfully under her ministrations now. She rubbed in tight, urgent circles, hips pistoning as she chased her peak
As Emma pleasured her throbbing clit and breasts, she knew it still wasn't enough. She needed more, deeper penetration to truly find release. Fumbling in her night stand drawer with eager fingers, she grasped the base of her favourite sizeable dildo.
She coated the toy generously with her slick arousal, moaning at the thought of being so filled. Positioning the broad head at her tight entrance, she slowly began to push inside. "F-fuck!" she gasped as her walls stretched to take the invader.
When she'd fully sheathed the toy, she stilled, adjusting to the delicious fullness. Then she started to ride it in earnest. Her tits bounced wildly as she raised up and plunged back down, spearing herself on its length over and over.
Emma moaned loudly as she rode her toy, lost completely in the blissful sensations rippling through her body with each forceful plunge. Her small breasts jiggled wildly with her energetic bouncing.
She didn't notice the click of the front door or footsteps approaching down the hall. All she could focus on was chasing another explosive orgasm. Faster and harder she rode the dildo, meeting each powerful thrust with a wanton roll of her hips.
Suddenly a gasp sounded from the doorway. "Emma!" She froze at the familiar voice, eyes flying open to meet her boyfriend Kay's stunned gaze. For a moment they just stared at each other, chests heaving.
Kay's eyes raked over her naked form, taking in the toy still buried deeply in her dripping cunt. Arousal and confusion warred on his face. Breaking the spell, Emma slowly withdrew the dildo with a slick sound, a flush creeping up her chest.
