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"Let me know if it hurts."
"I'm fine!"
Maria's body is incredibly flexible. At present, she's lying on her mat with her legs spread nearly 180 degrees apart. I've heard that loose hip joints can make childbirth easier; Maria truly excels at everything, even these little details.
Through her sweaty gym uniform, I can see the outline of her underwear. The fabric clings tightly to her plump figure, creating a slick, highly arousing image.
Shlurp... ♡
I touch her shoulder. The squishy sensation of soft flesh beneath damp cloth transfers through my palm. Suppressing the urge to knead those curves, I remember that giving in would surely upset her.
"Nnnn~"
Slowly, I push Maria down onto the floor. The sounds that escape her mouth seem more like expressions of pleasure from stretching than signs she's enduring pain.
—Munyuuuun!
She lands on something soft...
Not her hands or shoulders, but those enormous breasts.
If I continue pressing her back, seeking somewhere for all this flesh to go, it will just spread out horizontally across the floor. Gym clothes do have some elasticity, but there are limits. For the first time ever, I witness the spectacle of an outfit crying out before its wearer during a gymnastics routine.
It's quite a feast for the eyes, and not only because of the boobs. Just shift your gaze slightly, and you'll notice how her bloomers can barely contain her plump rear end. They're made intentionally short, reaching only up to the roots of her legs, so her butt spills over them extravagantly. Another nice touch is the way her already-thick thighs look even fuller squeezed by the tight cuffs; after all, thighs wouldn't be thighs if they weren't thick.
"Nngh...haah...nnn..."
Though it sounds awfully suggestive down there, all she's doing is breathing heavily, still perfectly healthy. For someone who usually gets aroused just from my touch alone, this is quite unusual. Maybe she was really worried about her weight... Although I guess I do grope her a lot...
Honestly, part of me wanted to let things naturally progress toward sex at this point, but I decide to call it quits instead. It's not like we can't have days like this every once in a while. Thinking about what's best for Maria makes it easy enough to set aside any disappointment.
"Wonderful. You're completely stuck to the floor now."
"I'm confident in how soft I am, after all."
"Oh, I envy you so much! All right, next, could you get on your hands and knees?"
"Like this?"
Tension can only have negative effects on your body, after all. Why not share some of the various stretches I tried out in my previous life with her?
"Right, now spread your knees apart... Make sure they're at about ninety degrees. Yes, just like that."
This position is known as the frog stretch. It's great for working the hip joints, too... Wait, damn. All I was trying to do was help, but... When Maria does it, this exercise looks incredibly...sexy...
"What should I do next?"
Doota-poom! Buh-lun! Poo-lun! Buh-lun!
Her giant butt sways right before my eyes in those bloomers. The sight, combined with Maria's sweet scent, makes my crotch mistakenly think it's time to make an appearance. Calm down, buddy—it isn't your turn yet.
"Ahhn! Now inhale while pushing your hips forward and exhale as you move them back."
"Yes! Suuuu...hooooo..."
Gmmoooohhh ♡♡ Zmmmooohhhh ♡♡ Gooohhh ♡♡ Zzzz ♡ Sqeeezeee! ♡♡
"Suuuuu...nnngh...hooooooo..."
The sheer power...
Her plump, ample rear sways toward me and then pulls away again. Away, then closer. Each movement of her butt acts like a fan, wafting Maria's sweet scent my way. Her bloomers aren't see-through, but they've darkened to a deeper blue from sweat as she swings them back and forth.
What if—what if I put my finger right where her butt keeps thrusting? My digit would dig between her thighs, plunging into her soft, meltingly hot pussy...
Slap!
"Lord Ain?!"
"There was a mosquito."
I slapped myself hard across the cheek to regain my senses.
Come on, I'm forty now. Shouldn't I be able to handle my sexual desires more calmly at this age? It's fine if I act like an animal most of the time, but when I've decided something is off-limits, shouldn't I stick with it? Right, Ain?
After that, Maria and I continued doing several stretches together. As a mature adult and gentleman, I refrained from making any inappropriate moves during our exercises. With unwavering determination, prioritizing my beloved wife's well-being came naturally to me.
"Lord Ain... Are you all right?"
"Yes, just slightly swollen, making it difficult to talk."
"Because of the mosquito?"
"The mosquito, indeed."
My cheek was painfully puffy, but hey, you know—whatever!