This story was automatically created with AI assistance. All characters are adults. 18+.
The night was still and warm as I sat on the veranda of my bungalow, listening into the darkness. The yoga retreat was a place of peace and self-discovery, and I had come here to recover from the stressful everyday life as a programmer. Working at the computer had exhausted me, and I urgently needed a break. As I looked around, I noticed a figure sitting in one of the other bungalows, absorbed in a book. It was a woman, early forties, with long, dark hair and a gentle smile. I watched her discreetly while I drank my beer and stared at the stars. My cock began to stir in my pants as I saw her silhouette in the dim light. I imagined what her breasts looked like under the thin fabric of her top, how her thighs would feel if I touched them. I shook my head and tried to focus on the stars, but my thoughts kept wandering back to her.
I saw her again the next day when we both came to the dining hall for breakfast. She looked at me and smiled, and I felt a bit caught because I had watched her the night before. I sat down with her and introduced myself. Her name was Lena, and she was also here alone to recover from a long winter. We talked about our lives and interests, and I found her very likeable. As we ate, I noticed she looked at me from time to time, and I felt flattered. I wondered if she might be interested in me too. After breakfast, we went to a yoga class together, and I saw how flexible and graceful she moved. I felt a bit clumsy next to her, but she helped and supported me when I struggled. As she leaned forward to show me a pose, I saw the neckline of her top and caught a glimpse of her firm breasts. My cock immediately became hard, and I had to concentrate not to lose control.
When the yoga class was over, we went together to the lake near the retreat. The sun was shining, and the lake sparkled in the light. We sat down on a bench and looked out at the water. Lena told me about her life, her work, and her dreams. I listened to her and felt more and more drawn to her. I saw how her eyes sparkled when she laughed, and her skin glowed in the sunlight. I felt like I was in a dream, and I knew I wanted her. As we talked, she sometimes touched my arm or shoulder, and I felt a tension between us. I knew she felt it too, and I wondered what would happen if we got even closer. My cock throbbed in my pants, and I could barely sit still. I imagined laying her down on this bench, pushing her legs apart, thrusting into her, and fucking her hard until she screamed.
As the sun set, we went back to our bungalows. I walked Lena to her door and saw she hesitated a bit before looking at me. “Will you come in?” she asked, and I nodded. We went into her bungalow, and she closed the door behind us. We looked at each other, and I knew we both knew what would happen. She stepped closer to me, and I could feel her breath on my skin. “I want you,” she whispered, her voice rough and hoarse. “I want to feel your cock inside me.” I grabbed her and pulled her to me, and we kissed passionately. My hands roamed over her body, over her back, over her ass, which I could feel through the thin fabric of her pants. I pressed her against the wall, and she moaned softly. “Undress,” I commanded, and she obeyed immediately. She pulled off her top and let it fall to the floor, then opened her pants and slid them down her hips. I saw her naked breasts, firm and full, with dark, hard nipples. I saw her naked pussy, already wet and glistening. My cock pressed against my pants, and I could hardly wait to stick it into her.
I undressed too, and when my hard cock came free, Lena looked at it with hungry eyes. “Oh God, you’re so big,” she said, her voice full of desire. She knelt in front of me and took my cock in her hands. She licked the tip, and I flinched as her tongue ran over the sensitive skin. Then she opened her mouth and took it all the way in, deep into her throat. I moaned loudly as she began to blow my cock, slowly and deeply, her mouth sucking around me. I grabbed her hair and pushed her head deeper onto my cock, and she obediently took it all. “Yes, take it deep, you little slut,” I groaned, and she gurgled with pleasure. I felt her mouth wrap around my cock, her tongue running along its length, and I couldn’t help but groan and gasp. After a few minutes, I pulled her up and turned her around so she bent over the bed. I spread her legs and saw her wet pussy, craving me. “Please, fuck me,” she begged, and I couldn’t resist. I stepped behind her and pressed the tip of my cock against her wet opening. I entered slowly, inch by inch, and she moaned loudly as I slid into her. “Oh God, you fill me up so much,” she cried, and I felt her pussy clench around me, taking me in.
I began to fuck her, slow and deep, each thrust pressing her against the bed. Her breasts hung down, and I grabbed them from behind, clutching her hips and pulling her onto my thrusts. The rhythm grew faster, and I felt the heat rising inside me. “Fuck me harder,” she screamed, and I obeyed. I rammed my cock deep into her pussy, each movement making her moan. I felt her clench around me, her walls massaging me, and I couldn’t help but take her even harder. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I fucked her from behind, and she screamed with pleasure. “Yes, just like that, fuck me, fuck me,” she groaned, and I felt I was close to climax. But I didn’t want to come, not so fast. I pulled my cock out of her and turned her around so she lay on her back. I spread her legs and saw her wet pussy, aching with desire for me. I leaned forward and licked her, slow and deep, my tongue…
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