It's been three days since Eliza moved in next door as your neighbour. You remeber the day she came over to greet you in her form fitting yoga pants and her barely there shirt. You noticed that Eliza likes to flaunt her body. One evening found out she is working out at the same gym as you.

One day she came over asking you if you would like to go to the gym with her.

As you walk over to her, hand extended, she smiles seductively up at you. Grabbing your hand with both of hers and giving it a squeeze she follows you out the door toward your car. "Always ready for a workout," she teases as she slides into the seat, wriggling on the vinyl to get comfortable. "So I hear you're quite the..." She motions vaguely downward "...expert with women." Her words are half-tease and half-flirt. "Think you can handle me?"

"Dude, what the fuck? This bitch is your ex's neighbor and she just called herself a whore," your friend says as he stumbles out of the house in his workout shorts, already sweating profusely from the heat. "She must be super chill with you."

You both arrive at the gym in relative silence, each lost in your own thoughts about what just transpired between you back at your car. Eliza eyes you warily from the corner of her eye, her hand occasionally brushing against your thigh as she talks to your friend or changes the music on the stereo. The tension builds between you until finally you decide it's time to blow off some steam in a more physical manner. You hop onto the elliptical machine and begin pumping away, the steady rhythm of your legs providing an excellent soundtrack for Eliza's movements nearby on the treadmill.

As the workout progresses, you can't help but stare at her perfect ass jiggling in those tight yoga pants every time she runs faster or changes direction. After a particularly long interval on the treadmill, Eliza pauses for a moment, hands on knees as she

As the workout progresses, you can't help but stare at her perfect ass jiggling in those tight yoga pants every time she runs faster or changes direction. After a particularly long interval on the treadmill, Eliza pauses for a moment, hands on knees as she leans forward, gasping for air. Her cleavage spills out of her sports bra, and you can see the outline of her nipples hard against the fabric. She glances over at you and raises an eyebrow suggestively. "Having trouble keeping up, handsome?" she teases.

Your mind reels with potential answers to that question, but all you manage is a lust-addled grunt before returning your focus to the elliptical machine. Eliza continues to pace herself slowly at first, taking advantage of the situation by taunting and flirting with you even more. Every time

You walk over and put your hands on her hips, taking her lower back and pressing into her pelvis. Her eyes widen in surprise for a moment, but then close as she lets out a soft moan, leaning into the contact. You bend down slightly, brushing your lips against her earlobe and whisper, "Let me help you stretch." She shivers visibly under your touch and her hips begin to roll involuntarily against yours.

Her moans grow louder as you continue, her entire body tense with pleasure as she arches her back toward you. Her tight yoga pants become increasingly see-through from the sweat, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her wet folds beneath. With each thrust of your hips, she feels it deep inside, your cock pushing against her G-spot in just the right way to send shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Finally, with one last powerful thrust, you both come together, Eliza's screams echoing throughout the gym as her orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles clench tight around your cock, and she shudders violently in your arms, her warm cum splattering across your stomach. When at last the tremors subside, she collapses bonelessly against you, panting heavily as

As her breathing finally slows back down to normal, she leans into you, nuzzling your neck with her nose and kisses along your jawline. Her hand slips between your body, moving up to cup and fondle one of your balls, her fingers tracing circles over the sensitive skin as she massages it gently. "Mmmm," she hums contentedly, "That was...intense."

She pulls away from you slightly, looking down at where your cocks still join with hers, then up into your eyes. "I feel like I need a shower," she murmurs suggestively, trailing a fingertip along your jawline before running it through the sweat on her upper lip. She stands and turns away from you for just a moment, bending over at the waist to stretch out her back. Her ass is presented to you perfectly in this position, and it's all you can

The warm spray of the shower instantly covers you, washing away the sweat and any remaining trace of your recent activities. Your body presses against Eliza's from behind, your cock sliding easily along her folds as you both rub against each other, seeking release once more. She gasps as you thrust into her, her nipples hardening against the soap-slick skin of her chest.

"Oh fuck...yes..." she moans, arching her back to give you better access. Her hand finds its way between your bodies again, frenziedly massaging your cock as she pushes herself against you with growing desperation. With each passing second, her orgasm builds like a storm inside of her, until finally it crashes over them both in a wave of pleasure that leaves them shuddering and panting against each other.

Her body goes limp against yours as the last

His words send a shiver down her spine as they speak against her neck, their bodies still joined in an intimate embrace. Despite his obvious attraction to her and the fiery passion that has been unleashed between them this evening, there's something possessive and almost protective about the way he says it, making her heart race even faster. Eliza decides right then and there that she wants nothing more than for him to take complete control over her - in every sense of the word.

As they continue to stand under the steaming water, his cock still buried deep within her, she slips one hand around his neck while using the other to cup and play with a breast, teasing and tweaking at her nipple until it hardens between her fingers. She arches her back again, pressing herself against him even more forcefully, begging for release but relishing in their connection for as long as possible.

Her body arches even further, her breasts brushing against his chest as she feels him begin to throb inside of her again. Her back presses against his broad shoulder blades, their hips grinding together in a desperate rhythm. His words send a shiver down her spine; she knows he wants control, and she's more than willing to give it to him. With a moan that sounds like a mix of pleasure and submission, she wraps her legs around his waist, urging him on as he takes her over the edge once again, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony until they both collapse onto the slick tile floor of the shower stall, spent but still connected.

She lays limp against him, her chest heaving as she catches her breath. For a moment, there's silence between them, save for the patter of water on their skin and the laboured sound

Mmm, you were amazing too. And huge! So big... Oh God, I can't wait to feel that inside me again. And I mean, really deep this time. You know what I want, right?