I Had Anal Sex With My Personal Trainer

Kaylani stretches on the mat after their session, her body loose from the workout but tight with something else. She’s tired of sleeping alone while her husband chases deals in other cities. The words slip out while her trainer stands behind her. He doesn’t ask twice. His hands slide over her hips, grip firm, then lower. One finger finds her ass and presses in, slow and steady, until she pushes back against it. She drops to her knees and takes his balls into her mouth, warm and wet, sucking until he’s hard against her tongue. He turns her, bends her over the bench, and works his cock into her ass an inch at a time. She breathes through it, feeling every stretch, every pause. He fingers her rim around his shaft, circling and pressing until she opens wider. Their bodies rock together in a steady rhythm—her soft skin meeting his hard muscle—until he empties deep inside her. Sweat sticks to their skin, heartbeats slow, and the room smells like sex and effort.