Lana smiled as she stretched out on her yoga mat, her round ass pushing skyward and drawing a few looks towards her. That’s what she got for being outside on a nice warm day on campus. Who could resist the atmosphere?
If she was being honest she kind of liked the stares, guys and the occasional girl gazing and her wonderful backside and fantasizing about it, wishing they could hold it and squeeze it between their fingers. She’d worked hard for it and enjoyed the attention.
She was in a pair of tight yoga pants that were stretched tight over her rear, you could see all her defined curves running down her legs, each one the essence of perfection. Her shirt was a loose top without sleeves that would occasionally slide up her body if her posture was right, exposing her sports bra holding her big round breasts in place. Her abs would see the light then and her sexy curves hips sliding into her thin curves waist would be on full display. Who didn’t want to just hold her, every line on her body was perfect from her round ass to her perky breasts.
No one approached for a while but eventually a guy came along who clearly couldn’t resist her body. He was tall and kind of flabby, she thought she recognized him from bio-chemistry. One of the guys who sat in the back and fell asleep half the time. He stopped just beyond her mat and stared down at her with a look of lust in his eyes.
“Am I interrupting your workout?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
“I do this to clear my mind and relax,” Lana replied matter of factly.
“Any chance you’d like to do a little workout with me?” He asked with his grin growing cheekier.
Lana stared at the guy, flabby belly, weak arms, double chin forming. He looked like the freshman fifteen had hit him every year he’d been in university. If he worked out his routine was clearly not working.
“And what would that workout be?” Lana asked. She knew the answer, it was sex, it was always sex. He was about to tell her she could burn calories by banging him.
“Come back to my apartment and I’ll show you,” he grinned cheekily, and much to his surprise, Lana rose to her feet, stared him right in the eye and said:
“Okay, let’s do a little one on one workout,” she ordered.
As expected his bedroom was dingy, gross, and had clothes all over the floor. Lana wanted to vomit but the guy was halfway through removing his shirt already. She shrugged her discomfort off and removed her own, exposing her sports bra to the air. The guy undid her bra and ran his hands down her back.
“I’m gonna make you feel good,” he promised before she grabbed him and thrust him on the bed, lowering herself so she loomed over him.
“Try to keep up,” she ordered before twisting her body and plunging his dick into her body. He’d been expecting to take charge but she was guiding him in rhythmic pelvic thrusts. He started to feel sore right away, his joints cracking and popping while she moved his body in ways he normally didn’t.
Sweat formed on his brow and began to drip off his body while Lana used his body to stretch out her vaginal muscles and thrust up and down, getting a great hip workout in. He was slow and couldn’t keep up, grunting and groaning before his dick finally throbbed and let loose a jet of cum into her body. He tried to pull out but she just pushed him back down and leaned in close to him.
“I’m just getting warmed up,” she whispered before proceeding to continue thrusting up and down, then she flipped over and wrapped her limbs around him, raising her hips back and forth, she rotated from side to side, changed positions several times, and jerked his dick into cumming several times. She barely broke a sweat, using his body until it was sore and throbbing, every muscle and joint in pain. When she finally released him she did another stretch while he lay exhausted in the bed.
“Shame,” she mused while taking a swig of her water bottle and cleaning her vagina off with some toilet paper. “I was hoping to cum at least once but you just disappointed.”
“I hurt all over,” he groaned.
“That’s why you begin every morning with a stretch,” Lana yawned before pulling her clothes back on and adjusting her shirt. “Thanks for helping me work my womb muscles though, you may hurt but those guys on the swim team will love it.”
And with that she was off, leaving the guy laying in bed with muscles he didn’t even know he had throbbing in pain.