Shaved Smooth in the Chalet

The moment Lena stepped into the mountain chalet, the air crackled between us. I was her fitness trainer, supposed to be professional, but the way her tight yoga pants hugged her firm ass and the subtle outline of her mound made my cock twitch instantly. Snow fell heavily outside the big windows, sealing us in this isolated wooden cabin for the weekend retreat. "Mark, it's freezing out there," she said, brushing snow from her dark hair, her green eyes locking onto mine with a shy smile that promised more.

We had been working together for months at the gym, but this personal training getaway was different. No other clients, just the two of us pushing limits. "Ready for some core work?" I asked, my voice lower than usual as I set down the mats near the fireplace. The flames crackled, casting warm shadows across the rustic room.

Lena bit her lip, peeling off her jacket. "I've been practicing what you showed me... but I want you to check my form up close." Her words hung heavy, and I knew we weren't talking about planks anymore. She tugged at her waistband, sliding her pants down slowly, revealing smooth, toned legs and the most perfectly shaved pussy I'd ever seen. Not a single hair, just glistening pink lips already swelling with want. My breath caught. "Fuck, Lena... you did that for this trip?"

She nodded, cheeks flushing as she stepped closer, the heat from the fire warming her bare skin. "I wanted to surprise you. Feel how smooth?" Her fingers traced her own mound, parting those slick folds just enough to show me her clit peeking out. The scent of her arousal mixed with pine and woodsmoke, making my dick strain against my shorts.

I pulled her to the thick rug, our mouths crashing in a hungry kiss. Her hands yanked my shirt off, nails grazing my chest. "I've wanted this so bad during our sessions," she whispered, grinding her shaved pussy against my thigh, leaving a wet trail. "All those times you corrected my hips... I was dripping under my shorts."

My fingers dove between her legs, stroking that bare, silky skin. No stubble, just velvet softness over her hot, pulsing cunt. She moaned softly, the wind howling outside masking the sounds. "Touch me deeper, Mark. I need your cock stretching me." I flipped her onto her back, spreading her thighs wide. Her shaved pussy lips opened like a flower, slick and inviting. I rubbed my thick cockhead along her slit, teasing her clit until she bucked.

"Please... fuck me now," she begged, voice trembling. I pushed in slow at first, feeling every inch of her tight, smooth walls grip me. The wet sounds of her pussy sucking me in filled the chalet—schlick, schlick—echoing with the fire's pops. She was so wet, her juices coating my balls as I bottomed out.

Lena's eyes rolled back. "Oh god, it's so deep... your cock feels huge on my bare pussy." I thrust harder, her firm tits bouncing with each slap of our hips. We rolled, and she climbed on top, riding me reverse so I could watch that shaved mound slide up and down my shaft. Her ass cheeks spread, giving me the perfect view of her pink hole stretching around me, creamy arousal coating everything.

The mountain wind rattled the windows as she ground her clit against my base, her breaths coming in sharp gasps. "I'm gonna cum... don't stop, Mark. Fill my smooth little cunt." Her pussy clenched like a vice, squirting lightly over my groin as she shuddered through her orgasm, nails digging into my thighs.

I couldn't hold back. Flipping her to all fours, I pounded from behind, the angle letting me slam against her g-spot. Her shaved lips puffed out with each thrust, red and glistening. "Cum inside me," she panted, pushing back. With a groan, I erupted, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her bare pussy, watching it leak out around my cock as she trembled.

We collapsed in a sweaty tangle, the fire warming our skin. Lena turned, kissing me softly. "That was just the warm-up... we've got all weekend. Tomorrow, I want you to shave me again before round two."