Hot Yoga

Hot Yoga

Claire had her back to me and was in front of the closet changing, but the mirror on the closet door allowed me to see most of her front in the reflection. She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her little black lace bra, her nice firm breasts underneath.

“I’m so glad you’ve decided to join my yoga class, it can so very… stimulating” she stated as she unzipped her skirt sliding it down, standing in a tiny thong and knee high stockings.

“I’ve always wanted to see what goes on there, you seem to come home so exhausted from it.” I replied, I was already dressed, she had informed me that we needed to have tight clothing for this, I did the best I could, I had on a pair of short running shorts, briefs, and a wick t-shirt I wear when running.

I sat on the edge of the bed, and watched her undress, this always turns me on, I know I shouldn’t get excited like this as we are about to leave, but I can’t help myself. She slides out of her stockings, then pulls off her bra and panties. She takes a moment to stare at her reflection, she was 33, and I loved her little breasts, but she worked hard on her body, between yoga and zumba, she kept it firm. I looked at her fine ass but resisted grabbing it.

She looked in the reflection and saw me staring, she looked down in the mirror to see if I had a hard-on. She was not disappointed. “Glad I can still turn you on. But you should save that for later” She slid on a pair of tight, black, short shorts, I never realized she didn’t even where underwear to yoga, it fit so snuggly over her bottom. She pulled on her pink, tank top fitting tightly over her chest, it’s padded on the chest, but I can still see the her nipples pointing out. In that…I just wanted to bend her over and take her right now.

We grabbed our water bottles, and mats and headed out the door. She drove there, as I didn’t know where it was, she explained it was a little out of the way.

“So, there are a couple of things you should know before we get there.” She says, I nod, and look her over, I just want to take her right now in the car. I got to stop thinking this, my hard-on isn’t hidden at all by my shorts.

“First, this is hot yoga, so it’s 100 degrees in there, drink lots of water as you are going to sweat.” I nod, looking out the window, trying to control my erection.

“Second, for this class, you don’t do any poses on your own, we always have the instructor or another student help with the forms, they are all for doing with a partner.” She adds.

“Okay” I say, “no big deal, I always thought yoga was just one person holding a pose.” I look around, we are driving away from the city, where is this gym at, I wonder.

“Third” she hesitates, not sure if to say the next part, “this is a sensual experience class.” She turns to look at me, my eyes widen, but she doesn’t give me time to respond. “Some of the poses are influenced by the karma sutra, the Yogi has designed his own special forms, to increase blood flow through the body via arousal. You help your partner reach arousal and hold it there, just on the edge of orgasm.”

“wh, wh what?” I stammered. “It’s what kind of class?” “You mean you have been going to this for months?” I was livid at this point.

“I started at regular yoga at the Y, but was always so horny at the end, I thought I was doing something wrong…” “I looked online, to see why I was so aroused by yoga and found this place, where it is okay, where others feel the same way as I do.”

“I can’t this isn’t right. Turn around and go home.” I demand. I think back at the last couple of weeks when she has gotten home from class, she was so horny afterwards, and the sex was amazing. The last couple of months had been like, well, like when we first got married.

She puts her hand down on my thigh, and begins to rub up and down my leg, fingers brushing my cock. “Do this with me just once, if you hate it, I won’t ever do it again. But trust me, you will enjoy it.” She glances over, her eyes pleading.

She pulls up to a cabin in the woods on the edge of town. There are several cars parked out front, they are mostly SUVs, looks a bit like a soccer mom convention. I look around, a handful of people are grabbing mats and heading inside, near our car I see a woman get out, holding her mat. She is brunette to my wife’s blond hair,  a dark tan, and a nice fit body. She is wearing a sports bra and shorts similar to my wife’s, but dark blue instead, I keep watching her firm body. She gets out she does a couple of quick stretches, lifting her arms over her head, then bending down, touching her toes. I stare at her nice round ass, bigger than Claire’s.

“Ok” I say finally, turning towards Claire, her eyes on the other woman, she can see what I was looking at, “I’ll give it a try.”

“I bet” she laughs. We grab our gear and head inside. At the entrance there are several shoes on the ground, we take ours off and put them with the others. Claire takes my hand and guides me, “The Yogi lives here, the yoga room is in the back, and the rest is his room and kitchen, that’s all off limits”

The heat and humidity hit me as I walk in, we enter a big open room, the opposite end has a big set of windows, overlooking the woods and a stream down below. The room has several windows along the side, I look up and there are several skylights as well. The room is filled with natural sunlight, and hot from the afternoon sun. There are heaters along the wall, but they aren’t needed today.

She grabs a spot in the front row, near the center, laying down her mat. “You mind setting up here?” She asks laying my mat down behind her. The rows are offset, so she is in front of me to the left, I look to the right, and it is the woman from outside, legs crossed, back straight. “She is in the Dhyana pose” My wife says, “it is a good place to start, for beginners” I imitate the pose, and sit there as others stream in, attempting to meditate. I look around; there are about 11 people in the room, and only one other man. He is near the back, I wonder if he is like me, dragged here by his wife, and just found out what this is, or if he comes all the time. I close my eyes and try to feel peace, but my mind drifts to the women in front of me, thoughts of those little blue shorts, my hands pulling them down and…

“Welcome students.” A man’s voice carries across the room. I open my eyes and look. The Yogi, I guess, he is in the same pose, legs crossed, hands to his side, I can see now why she likes the class so much, he is shirtless, with well-defined muscles and abs. He looks like the cover of a men’s magazine, broad shoulders, no hair on his chest. Is Claire into that? I should hit the gym more. I am in shape, but mostly run, I don’t have much fat on me, but my muscles, and well there is room for improvement. “I see we have two new guests”, he looks at me and then towards the back, I assume at the other man, “Doesn’t look like too many of you were able to convince your spouses to come today. Have you let them know the guidelines?” He looks at my wife, and she nods.

“I’ll repeat them again…”, the first two are just as she said, I lift up my water bottle and take a drink showing him I am prepared.

“Third,” he looks around, walking through the room “For the pairings this week, I will pick them out, and it looks like we have an odd number this week, so I will need someone up here to join me. “ He grabs my wife’s hand, beckoning her up. “Claire would you mind assisting again this week?” Her cheeks blush, “My pleasure” She replies, grabbing her mat and joining him at the front.

He begins to pair everyone up, fortunately for me, I am paired with the brunette in front of me. “You are the lion he says, and she is the lioness” he points at each of us respectively. I move my mat behind hers, so they are touching. “Just follow his lead if you don’t know the forms, I’m Angela” she puts her hand to shake. “Ted” I reply, “I look forward to joining with you.” she says. She looks me over, eyes looking over my body, sizing me up. She takes a few seconds to stare at my crotch, I realize I am aroused, and my shorts to nothing to hide it, I try to cover it with my hand, she smiles at that, and bites her lip, then turns and looks at the Yogi.

“Fourth, do exactly what I say and do, otherwise you may get hurt, watch us up front, and ask for help if needed. Let’s start off, do as I do. Let’s start with the Cobra pose.” He lays down facing my wife, on his stomach, then lifts his chest up, hands flat on the ground. She does the same facing him, and I repeat with my partner. This angle gives me a good view of her, she is wearing a sports bra, but I can still make out her nice round breasts. I stare into her eyes, two dark pools I could get lost in. We hold the position for a while. Just staring into each other’s eyes. I begin to relax, I feel a closeness with her, as we gaze at one another. I breath in and out, and just staring at her.

“Fifth for the next hour, you are one with your partner, focus on their needs, help them expand their mind and body, ignore all other distractions, you are theirs for this session. Remember you want to become aroused, but no more.”

My partner looks into my eyes, and I can see desire forming in her. How far does this go I wonder.

“Know let’s move to the sphinx position” He states. “Lionesses, kneel in front of the lions, use your arms to support yourselves.” Claire turns towards the group, and gets into the pose. Everyone is looking at her, gazing at her body. She has her legs straight back, he kneels behind her, and pushes one leg to the side. Angela forms the same pose, her nice ass beckoning me. “Lions, mount from behind, legs straight back, nuzzle your head against hers” I look to see what the instructor is doing, he hovers above her, his weight on his arms, his crotch pressed against her. His head is right behind hers, his lips near her ears. He whispers something only she can hear, my wife looks at me, waiting to see what I do. I can’t believe this, is he about to dry hump her right in front of me? I feel a mix of anger and jealousy.

I mimic the pose, my arms on either side of the brunette, my crotch above her ass, I hover above, there is no way we should touch right? If I do, she will know how hard I am. I look to either side of me, a pair of women on either side in the same position. They have no problem pressing against each other. Damn, that only makes it worse. The Yogi stands up, walks to us, and inspects, “Move up a little” he says, I inch forward, trying to keep some distance. He pushes down on my lower back, until I am pressed against her. “There, now hold, only through intense arousal can you achieve true results.” He returns to the front, back behind my wife. My cock is so hard at this point, I have never been so aroused, but unable to act upon it. I breathe deeply, controlling my lust, try to calm down.

My partner moves forward slightly and then back, I let out a little moan, only she can hear, my lips inches from her ear. She repeats a few times, very slowly, grinding against me, I breathe out deeply, holding back, controlling my urges, I look up to see if they are doing the same, I don’t see any movement from my wife… but who knows.

“Okay, now to the Crouching tiger, lions lay on your back” He lays down on his back feet towards us. I can see his erection through his tight shorts, why is she doing this to me. “Lionesses, squat down facing away from the lion.” I watch, surprised that my wife so easily straddles him, legs to either side of his, unashamed to sit on his firm cock. She supports herself, one hand on his inner thigh, the other resting on the ground. I can’t believe she is doing this in front of everyone. I lay down as well, staring up at the ceiling, Angela, slowly positions herself over my crotch, I grab her ass for support with both hands, one on each side, it’s so nice and soft, I gently stroke her ass, feeling her soft curves.

“Now stroke the lions, caress them.” He instructs, her crotch presses against me, one hand on my thigh, the other, mmm the other, gently squeezing my sack, rubbing her hand up over my scrotum, to the bottom of my shaft, she then slides her hand up my cock, stroking me. She presses my hard shaft against her, and grinds her crotch against me, while she strokes my hard cock. “Mmm, oh, mmm” I moan. Then I realize, Claire is doing this as well, stroking someone else, fondling him.

I look to our left, two women in the same position. The woman on top is moving her arm, up and down, her hand blocked from my view, I imagine her rubbing herself and the other woman. I look at the woman lying down, she has her eyes closed, and she is licking her lips. My partner’s hand continues to rub me, slowly, my cock pressed against her pussy, she slowly slides up and down my shaft, barely moving, I ache so much. I look at her back, sweat forming, I gently squeeze her ass, slowly and gently.  The desire filling me, wanting to do more, but having to be reserved, I have such a hard erection and want to cum so badly, but control my lust. We hold this position for what seems like forever.

“Okay, now, to the hound position.” He announces. “This one may seem familiar, Lionesses, kneel in front.” Angela slides off of me, faces the front, and kneels down, resting on her knees and forearms. I sit up, and look forward to see what the Yogi and Claire are doing. My wife is in the same position, ass in the air, looking behind her, waiting. “Lions, kneel behind your lioness” he kneels behind her, his crotch pressed against her, “Now hold the lionesses chest”, he slides his hands down, taking hold of her breasts. My wife lets out a moan, then closes her eyes, her breathing getting deeper, a warm smile on her face. I see him looking out over her, to make sure we repeat the pose.

I kneel behind my partner, in the same manner, my cock pressing against her pussy, I slide my hands around, grabbing her breasts, hmm, nice and firm, even through the sports bra, I press against her. My wife looks up, watching me, seeing me wrapped around another woman. She smiles, her face so red. I look at my partners back, I want to run my lips over her, kiss her back, my lips against her flesh. It takes so much control to just hold the position, wanting so much more.

“Stroke your lioness, caress her.”

I slide my hands from her breasts to her side, and back up. As I slide them down, she presses against me, gyrating herself against me. My right hand strokes her nice tits, as my left slides across her skin on her back. I run my fingers first over her upper back, then along her lower back, flesh to flesh. She quivers a bit at my touch, and my cock presses against my clothes and hers, pushing towards her entrance. Neither of our clothes offer much resistance, and my cock pushes her shorts inside of her, just pushing past the lips to her pussy. I look at my wife, her eyes are on my partner, watching her face. My wife is very aroused, licking her lips with her tongue, I begin to thrust slowly, the movement arouses my partner, she moans out as I do it. My wife has a jealous look on her face, then she closes her eyes and moans as well. I can see the Yogi moving his hips against her, teasing her, arousing her as I am. I match their movement, and then it is almost as if we switched bodies, my movement arouses my wife, even though we aren’t touching. They are both moaning, I don’t know if it is the other man or watching me that is turning her one so much.

“One last position class. Let’s move in closer for this one. We will need you to get into groups of 4. This one is known as the galley.” He announces, “Lions, sit down legs straight out, with your weight on your right side.” I sit and the instructor is in front of me, facing me, our feet about a half a foot apart. I see the other couples pair up in a similar manner. “Now, lionesses, kneel over the lion, facing the other couple.” My wife straddles him, facing me, supporting herself on her arms. Her crotch is pressed against his lap, he places a hand on her ass for support. She smiles as his hand touches her. Angela gets in the same position on me, body towards my wife, both of their heads facing down. I look to either side, I see the other couples in the same positions, facing each other, those straddling their partners inches from each other’s face.

“Lions, massage the lioness,” I slide my hand down, between my partner’s legs, sliding down from her ass, and forward to her vagina, reaching up to her clitoris. “Make them purr.” He says. My wife looks up, letting out a soft moan as he strokes her, I can see the tips of his fingers slide between her legs. Up and down her legs. I am doing the same with my partner, rubbing her pussy, but looking at my wife’s face. My fingers keep at it, slowly working across her pussy, responding to her moans, watching my wife getting stroked. I match my strokes to his, mirroring his actions. It feels as if it is her I am touching, and no longer Angela. The two begin to respond to each other, moaning together or in response to the other.

“Lionesses, kiss one another” He instructs.

Claire immediately kisses Angela, placing a hand on her face, caressing her. “Mmm” I moan, I look to the left, the one other guy is on that side, but he must have been a lioness, since he is straddling his partner, and kissing the lioness from the other couple. His partner is stroking his cock as he tongues the woman in front of him, her fingers sliding over his shaft, teasing him. If someone was doing that to me, I would lose it right here. On the right, the other 4 women, in a similar position, the two labeled as lionesses kissing, and being stroked by the lions. I thought my wife was reserved, we have only been with each other, and here we are, practically in an orgy.

“Lions, please your partners, bring them to the edge, but you must hold back your own pleasure.” I press my fingers against my partners shorts, running them along her lips, I can feel her moisture seeping through the thin shorts, my fingers pushing inside of her. I grab her ass squeezing with my other hand. My cock is hard, sliding against her, I try to keep the motion down, to stop myself from cumming, my body on the edge of an orgasm. I tease her clit with my fingers, sliding over her shorts, my fingers circling it. She breaks her kiss, and begins to pant, moaning as I stroke her. My wife does the same, as do the others around me. 6 people moaning as they are pleased, with another 6 restrained. I watch my wife’s face, a familiar expression on it, she is so close to an orgasm, he is holding her there though, fingering her as she moans, just keeping here at the edge.  I try to do the same, I keep fingering her pussy, and slide my other hand over her ass, playing with her hole. I press my fingers against the edge of her ass, applying pressure, but not going in.  My fingers on her soaked shorts, pressing them into her body, teasing her pussy, but never touching her directly. My partner moans out “A little slower” I slow my movement down. She is breathing hard and deep, covered in sweat from the heat and arousal.

“Now hold there.” He says.

I stop my movement and keep my fingers pressed against her. I look over at Claire, her face red, her breathing deep, wondering if she climaxed, she is slowing her breathing, calming herself.

“Now back to the Dhyana pose for the cool down.”

Angela climbs off of me, and sits to my side, giving me a warm smile. Claire sits on the other side. I can hear them both breathing deep, relaxing their bodies. I close my eyes, thinking about what just happened, surprised that I was able to hold back.

He walks us through a cool down exercise, cleansing our minds, and slowing our breathing. My body drops back from the edge, I no longer feel like I am about to explode, by my cock remains hard. I realize I have had this erection the whole time, and desperately want to release it.

We stand up, and Angela gives me a long hug, and one to Claire and the Yogi as well. Some of the couples are making small talk, but I want to get out of there.

We grab our stuff, and I walk out, speechless, not really believing what just happened.

“Can you drive me home?” My wife asks. “I’m a bit warn out.”

“Sure thing” I climb in adjusting the seat back, back the car up and begin the drive home. She doesn’t buckle, but leans over as I drive, running her hand over my cock, feeling my hard shaft, sliding over it. She slides my shorts and underwear down. She cups my balls with her right hand massaging them, holds my shaft with her left, and takes the tip into my mouth. “Oh fuck yes” I moan. “I need this” I look around for a place to stop, after a minute of this, I pull off to a trail head, and park the car unable to concentrate on driving. I hold her head with my left hand, stroking her hair as she sucks my hard cock, my hour long erection finally getting tended to. I slide my hand along her back with my right, squeezing her ass. Her full lips surround my cock, sliding deeper onto it, the moisture lubricating it. “Oh, yes, yes” I moan. She rarely gives me a blowjob, but nothing normal happened today.

She slides her mouth off of me, then pulls down her own wet shorts down. She climbs over to me, one leg on either side. She leans into my ear “You’re not the only one who needs to fuck” She presses herself against me, sliding against my cock at first, not yet letting me inside. She gives me a deep kiss, her tongue sliding into my mouth, teasing my tongue. “So, you want to come back?” She whispers in my ear. I moan “yes oh yes”. She rubs harder against me, using my cock, to stroke herself.

My left hand is on her ass, squeezing it, with my right, I grab her firm chest. She rocks against me, her breathing deep again, she moans, “Oh yes, yes!” then kisses me deep, her tongue diving inside of my mouth, her pussy pulsing against my cock. She holds against as her body quivers, the orgasm flooding her senses. She rubs against me three more times, drawing the orgasm out, we hold for about a minute as it fades, then she grabs my cock and slides it into her, easily sliding into her wet pussy.

“Your turn.” She smiles, and begins to slide herself up and down me. “Oh yes, fuck yes” I reply, the long held erection about to burst. I pull down her top, exposing her nice tits. I grab her breasts with both hands, squeezing tightly against her and kiss her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth. I thrust my cock hard against her, pushing as deep as I can. I thrust in a few more times, deeply, I can no longer hold back, my cock pulses, cumming into her, the orgasm I have held back so long finally being released. She slides up and down me as I thrust, our sweaty bodies pressed against each other. My cock pulses several times, I grab her waist and push her hard against me. As my orgasm fades, we stop moving and hold each other, our bodies locked in an embrace, just enjoying our bodies against each other.

 

 

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: 9.1/10 (34 votes cast)
VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +13 (from 15 votes)
Hot Yoga, 9.1 out of 10 based on 34 ratings

Leave a Reply