Ally walked barefoot through the living room, her yoga mat rolled under her arm, wearing only panties and a t-shirt. She knew that Liam was watching her as she passed him on the way to the bedroom where she did her twenty minutes or so of yoga practice a few times a week. She swayed her hips playfully and looked back over her shoulder at him, a toothy grin couldn’t hide the obvious lust twinkling in his eyes.
“Can I watch you today?” he asked her somewhat sheepishly. He’d always enjoyed peeking in on her from time to time but had never actually fully watched her.
She shrugged her shoulders and giggled, “Sure! You’ll probably get bored though.”
He doubted that. He didn’t find her boring at all. He thought she was amazing, and he found himself often staring at her when she wasn’t looking. He liked to watch her fold the laundry, a crease forming between her brows as she manipulated oddly shaped clothing into perfectly folded squares. He liked to watch her scroll through her phone, a little double chin forming under a concentrated frown. He would watch her eat, when she was especially hungry she would attack her plate of food like a lioness, desperate and vicious. He watched her through the window when she threw the tennis ball for the dog, smiling and clapping, lifting her head up to face the sun, the breeze whispering through the tiny hairs that grew wild around her face.
He leapt up from the couch, muting the TV and tossing the remote onto the floor in his haste, like if he didn’t take her up on the offer she would change her mind. Ally had already laid her mat out onto the carpet in a square of sunshine coming through the large window. He flopped down onto the bed and rolled over onto his stomach, resting his chin in his hands, watching as she smoothed the corners of the mat.
“I want you to take your clothes off,” he spurted, slightly embarrassed at having admitted that out loud.
“What? Naked yoga?” she turned towards him, hands on her hips, but a wicked smile crept onto her face followed by a blush of pink that rose up from her chest. The sun shining through the window caught on her hair, making tiny golden streaks shimmer as she shook her head slowly in disbelief.
“Yes,” he stood up and moved towards her, placing his hands on her hips, thumbs digging into the flesh that stretched over her hip bones, “I want to watch you do naked yoga.” Liam began to slowly pull the hem of her t-shirt upwards, tugging the soft fabric over her breasts so that they bounced as they were finally released. He paused, eyes on hers, allowing her to squirm at the discomfort of exposure. She rolled her eyes and pushed him away, but she grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it the rest of the way off, popping her head out of the neck hole and making her fuzzy hairs even wilder. Then she slipped out of her panties and threw them at him, holding back a smile.
“Fine, go sit back on the bed. I don’t want you and your dirty mind to distract me any more!” she huffed and arranged herself on the mat.
Liam stayed where he was, standing awkwardly over her as she began to stretch and bend. He took a step back to get a better view of her form, on hands and knees she rolled her back up like a stretching cat, then she arched in the other direction, lifting her head and pushing her ass out. He moved around behind her, peeking unashamedly at her spread cheeks, the view of her pussy changing as she moved.
She moved into Downward Dog, the only pose he knew by name, exhaling deeply as she lifted her hips into the air. He reached his hand out to touch her, her slit peeking out from her toned thighs enticed him and he wanted to press his finger between her folds and feel her warmth, but she moved before he could get there. She lowered herself down into a push up position, and then scooped her head back up so that she looked like a seal, her butt cheeks squeezed together and dimpled her smooth skin. He wanted to dig his fingers into her flesh, kneading them into the plumpness.
When she moved back into Downward Dog, Liam wasted no time and quickly moved his hands to rub each of her cheeks. She moaned, and leaned into his hands, but them moved again, laughing quietly at how easily she could tease him. She repeated the cycle three more times, and each time his fingers explored her a little deeper, she became louder in her appreciation, and he could see her slit begin to moisten.
From Downward Dog, she lifted her right leg into the air, opening herself to his gaze, and he moved forward, straddling her planted foot and catching her raised ankle in the crook of his elbow. He couldn’t help himself, his hands wrapped around her thigh and he pressed himself into her, his hardened cock nuzzling through the fabric of his shorts trying to find its favorite cleft.
His thrust knocked her off balance, and she swiped her hand at him, “Come on, Liam! You’re such a hornball! Just let me finish!”
So he backed off and leaned against the bed, slowly fisting his cock as he watched her finish her practice, bringing his other hand up to his nose to inhale her scent. Ally put on a show for him, exposing herself when at all possible, her pussy lips glinting in the streaming sunlight, a sheen of sweat gathered on her lower back highlighting the curve of her spine. She let go of herself as she moved, no longer caring that he was there as a witness to her coming undone. All she felt was sensation and need.
She finished and kneeled on her mat, chest to the floor and arms outstretched as her breathing slowed. Liam leaned down and rubbed his fingers along her back.
“You need to stretch. Sit on the mat with your legs out.” his tone was even and controlled.
Ally just looked up at him puzzled, but she did as he said and moved her body into position, her legs spread wide to either side, her leaking cunt pressed into the mat. He sat down behind her and reached his arms around her body, bringing her into him in a tight hug, before his hands inched up and he tweaked her nipples and softly squeezed each breast. She leaned into his chest, the feeling of his arms crushing her against him made her melt inside, she felt so protected, restrained, trapped in his embrace. He raked his fingers down the front of her body, making her gasp and shudder, the sudden pain an opposing sensation. His fingers pressed into the flesh just above her pussy, kneading it, pulling and pushing, making her clit dance on the textured surface of her mat as he manipulated her body. He didn’t need to move his hands further down into her, she was so aroused. The pressure on her clit as it continuously collided with the mat sent her over the edge. She ground her crotch into the mat, rocking back and forth in rhythm with Liam’s hands, and erupted, the edges of her vision going dark.
Liam cooed into her ear, “That was so beautiful, you’re so perfect, so good”, and she leaned back into him, catching her breath once again.
“You’ve made a mess on your mat!”, he peered over her shoulder seeing the wetness that had leaked from her onto the mat.
“Oh? Well, whose fault is that?” she jabbed her shoulder at him playfully.
“Clean it up.” he whispered into her ear, her tiny hairs tickling his cheek.
“I will in a minute” she sighed, sleepy from her intense orgasm.
“No, clean it up now. Lick it up.” He still had his hands wrapped around her, and he squeezed, not letting her turn around to argue, hiding his reddened face.
He held her there for a moment and let the words sink in until she moved. She wriggled her way out of his arms and turned around to face him. He looked shyly down at her but kept his steady gaze on her eyes, searching for something in her face that would tell him what she was thinking. She smiled, sweetly at first and then like a cheshire cat, her smile grew impish, naughty. She leaned down and stuck out her tongue, lapping at the fluid she had created, her eyes never leaving his. He let out a relieved breath that melted into a groan before quickly moving behind her upturned ass, again as if he hesitated, she would change her mind. He pulled his cock out of his shorts and grabbed her hips, burying himself inside her. She grunted as the voracity of his thrust sent her face down into her own puddle. She wasn’t sure if it was the long slow teasing or the downright naughtiness of what she’d just done, but she felt her pussy clench once more as she came around his cock.