It's a sultry, warm and lazy afternoon, and I'm laying in the hammock of our cottage overlooking the deep blue sea when the gorgeous Mrs V walks in after attending a late afternoon yoga class.
"Aitch?" she calls from the doorway.
"Out here," I reply, looking over to watch her gorgeous figure strolling my way. She's got a funny, sultry grin on her face.
V leans down and gives me a long kiss.
"How was class?" I ask.
"Amazing," she says seriously. "Like, really fucking amazing. I'll tell you all about it...I'm going to get undressed and then shower."
She walks back inside, and I continue lazily rocking in the hammock, picking up my book where I left off.
After a few minutes, I realize that I haven't heard the shower start up, and I climb down from the hammock and head into the cottage to see what's up.
And immediately stop in my tracks when I see her.
She's laying naked on the plush white bed, propped up against a mountain of pillows, moaning softly as she guides a big black dildo into her pussy, which I can see even from here is fucking soaking wet. Her eyes are closed at first, so I just stand for a moment feeling my cock stiffen as I watch her finger her clit and play with her nipples as she strokes that thick cock in and out slowly...
Her eyes roll back into her head and then slowly open, locking with mine.
"I was wondering when you'd get in here," she groans.
I walk over and lay next to her, feeling my lips meet hers as I reach down and take control of the big black dick, feeling how easily it's pushing deep into her.
"Fuck," I grunt softly. "I'm guessing this has something to do with yoga class?"
"Mmmm hmmm," she nods. "The teacher....Douglas...."
She moans uncontrollably just saying his name.
"When he put me into position...His hands....when they touched me....ohhhhh fuck...."
V's hips are bucking up rhythmically now, pulling the dildo as deep as it can get into her pussy.
"You could feel that he wanted you," I offer.
"Fuck YES!" she cries out. "The way he touched me....he knew what he was fucking doing....like he was fucking me right there in front of everybody. Owning my body....MMMMMMM....Aitch, it was so fucking hot..."
I'm holding the thick black cock deep inside her now, watching her hips thrust up, kissing those full lips deeply as she works over her clit. It's obvious that she's about to cum hard.
"And you wanted him to, didn't you?" I ask in a low voice.
"FUCK YES," she practically screams. "He knew how to touch me, Aitch. Knew my pussy was getting wet for him."
"You wanted to take his cock right there," I add, hearing her moan huskily.
"I fucking wanted it...." V grunts.
"You wanted to show him what a good whore you could be...," I'm teasing those stiff nipples.
"Yessssss....fuck aitch....I want those hands on me. I want to feel his cock taking my.....wet.....fucking......pussy....ohhhhhh FUUUUUCK!"
I start to thrust the big black dildo into her hard with long strokes as she dissolves into a long, shivering orgasm. V's thighs are quivering as her hips shake and take it all, surrendering to the waves and waves of pleasure. As the climax starts to ebb, I can see that her pussy has soaked the bed in a delicious puddle.
"Well shit," I say after a couple minutes. "Seems like you're gonna need another yoga session, right V?"
She props herself up onto her elbows and locks eyes with me, grinning a mischievous grin.
"I'm.....ummmm....a little ahead of you there, Aitch," she laughs. "I've already got a solo class with him booked for tomorrow.
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We spend a delightful morning together the next day, relaxing on the beach and in the perfect water, and find ourselves in the afternoon back in the cottage. As time for Mrs V's 'class' is approaching, she emerges from the bathroom in a sexy white bikini.
"No workout clothes for this session?" I ask with a smile.
"Nope," she laughs. "This is time for some next-level bikini yoga."
"Shit," I shake my head. "I have to admit I'm a little jealous to be missing it."
"Oh, I'm taking care of you, Aitch," she says, giving me a sweet kiss.
She reaches into her suitcase and pulls out a small phone tripod.
"You won't get to join in, but I'll make sure you get to enjoy the show. Gotta run!"
Mrs V gives me another kiss and heads out the door with a distinct bounce in her step.
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The video starts with V's face filling the frame as she presses record, blowing me a quick kiss as she then recedes into the bright beautiful yoga studio, finding a spot where she's fully in the frame. V is just doing some stretching and warming up for a couple minutes before Douglas walks in.
He's fit, dark, lanky and handsome, and it's obvious from his body language that he's pretty excited to see her again.
"Alright wit you if we work on those legs of yours before we really get started?" he asks. "Felt like from yesterday they're pretty tight."
"Sure," V replies. "What did you have in mind?"
"Just a little oil massage to get them warmed up," he says, pointing over at the massage table.
"Definitely!" she says enthusiastically. "I always call myself a real massage whore."
"Dayum," Douglas laughs. "Dem words music to my ears, girl."
I watch as V climbs up and drapes herself onto the massage table while Douglass gets some oil and starts to caress and rub those long, luscious legs, working them over good. At a couple points, as he works her thighs and gets closer to her pussy, I think I can hear her moan softly.