Love juice dripped from her hole, a clear indication that she was ready for me, that she wanted my penis to penetrate her right away.
I inserted my middle finger into the hole, and as I did, a soft squelching sound filled the air.
The sensation was like nothing I had ever experienced before - a mix of warmth, wetness, and pure, unadulterated pleasure.
As I delicately wiggled my middle finger, gently scratching the inner walls of her vagina, she began to tremble, her body responding with intermittent shudders that betrayed her growing arousal.
A soft, throaty moan escaped her lips, "Mmm!" The sound was like a whispered promise, hinting at the pleasure that lay ahead.
"Five... six..." I counted, my voice barely above a whisper, as I continued to tease her with my finger.
She shifted her legs, adjusting her position to accommodate my probing finger. I didn't withdraw, instead, I moved my middle finger with increased purpose, exploring the depths of her vagina with a gentle, insistent touch.
When I finally pulled out my finger, my hand was slick with her juices, a testament to the desire that had been building between us.
I gazed at her, my eyes locking onto hers as I spoke, "You have a beautiful vagina. The waxing is immaculate, too.
Did you do it recently?"
My words were laced with genuine admiration, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of her preparing herself for me.
She exhaled, her breath catching in her throat as she replied, "Haah... Yes. I got a wax yesterday. It's the sports day today." Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as she asked, "Do you dislike women who get waxed?"
I chuckled, my response immediate, "No way." The thought of her smooth skin, free from any unwanted hair, only added to my desire for her.
And then, in a moment of playful intimacy, we reached out to each other's chests, our hands meeting in a gentle caress.
The pretense of a "chest workout" was nothing more than a thinly veiled excuse to touch each other, to explore the contours of our bodies and savor the thrill of skin-to-skin contact.
As we stood there, our hands roaming over each other's chests, I knew that this was just the beginning of a sensual journey, one that would take us to the very limits of pleasure and desire.
As I gently kneaded Lily's firm breasts, her B-cups fitting perfectly in the palms of my hands, I couldn't resist teasing her erect nipples.
They hardened further under my touch, and I reveled in the subtle tremors that ran through her body. She reciprocated, her slender fingers tracing the contours of my chest before coming to rest on my own nipples. The gentle pressure sent shivers down my spine.
A low, husky moan escaped her lips. "Ugh..."
I echoed her sentiment, my own voice barely above a whisper. "Ahh..."
The air was charged with tension as we continued to explore each other's bodies. When Lily's fingers closed around my nipples, pinching them with a playful ferocity, I retaliated by twisting hers with equal gentleness.
The urge to take her nipples into my mouth, to suckle and tease them with my tongue, was almost overwhelming, but I restrained myself, savoring the anticipation.
In a moment of levity, I suggested, "Tongue workout~!"
Lily giggled, and we both stuck our tongues out, engaging in a silly, sensual game of licking each other's tongues. The warm-up was indeed hilarious, but I couldn't deny the thrill of excitement it sparked within me.
We moved on to the next exercise, Lily announcing, "Neck exercise~!"
I knelt before her, my eyes locked on hers as her hand grasped my head. The neck exercise, in theory, involved shaking the head of the person positioned in front of her groin.
However, we had no intention of following the rules.
As I opened my mouth, Lily guided my head closer, and I covered her vagina with my lips.
My tongue darted out, moving with a fierce intensity as I lavished attention on her sensitive flesh.
The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the depths of our passion.
As I delicately nipped at her clitoris, a soft, throaty moan escaped her lips. "Haah... It feels good...!" The words were laced with a deep, unbridled pleasure, and her body responded instinctively, her waist arching ever so slightly as the sensations washed over her.
The air was heavy with anticipation as we shifted positions, the unspoken understanding between us palpable.
It was my turn now.
She settled in front of me, her eyes locking onto mine as she took my penis into her mouth.
The warmth of her lips enveloped me, and the gentle caress of her tongue on the glans sent shivers down my spine.
As she began to move, her head bobbing back and forth in a slow, sensual rhythm, I felt myself becoming lost in the sensations.
Her throat constricted around me, the muscles working in tandem to create an almost unbearable pressure.
And yet, she didn't falter, didn't spit me out even when my penis touched the soft, sensitive flesh of her uvula.
It was a testament to her incredible skill, one that left me breathless and wanting more.
The next position was one we'd dubbed the "Back Exercise." Lily stood with her back to me, her body taut and expectant as she arched her back as far as she could.
I supported her, my hands cradling her back and waist to prevent her from falling.
As she reached the apex of her movement, my penis slid into position, and she took advantage of the proximity to suck on my testicles. The gentle tug of her mouth was a jolt of electricity, sending sparks flying through my entire body.
Finally, the moment we'd been waiting for arrived – the "Full Body Exercise." We came together in a tight, crushing embrace, our bodies entwined as we sought to become one.
It was the kind of exercise that required complete surrender, complete trust. And as we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that this was only the beginning.
The real exercise was yet to come, one that would push us both to our limits and beyond.
Lily's slender fingers wrapped around my shaft, guiding it towards the warm, inviting entrance of her body.
As she gently eased me into her depths, a soft gasp escaped her lips, followed by a throaty moan of delight.
"Heeek! Just as I thought... you're so big...! Haah!" Her words were laced with a mix of surprise and pleasure, her voice husky with desire.
I couldn't help but chuckle, my own voice low and gravelly. "Hoo... Lily's vagina is just as tight." The snug fit was almost intoxicating, her body molding itself around mine like a glove.
Given my size, even if her body was slightly relaxed, it still felt incredibly tight, the friction sending shivers down my spine.
I slowly pulled my hips back, teasing her with the promise of withdrawal, before thrusting forward once more. The motion was almost mechanical, a piston-like rhythm designed to elicit maximum pleasure.
The sound of our bodies moving together was punctuated by a faint squeak, the noise mingling with Lily's sudden, high-pitched cry.
"Ahhhh!" Her moan was like music to my ears, a symphony of delight that seemed to match the pounding of my heart.