Yoga doesn’t stretch all the spots [FM]

Obligatory throwaway statement. My main account has too many 2xchromosome and feminism posts, may be when I’m brave enough, I’ll link them together.

Either way, I broke up with my boyfriend a several months ago because the chemistry just wasn’t right. I’ll occasionally see him at the same yoga studio.

I told my friends about this really cute guy, James, in my yoga class. For my birthday in early December, they bought me a skimpy yoga outfit. It sat in the back of my closet for some time, until one day I saw he was packing in his tight gym shorts. The outline got my mind churning.

That fateful moment changed my life. The next yoga class I wore my skimpy outfit, short tight spandex shorts and a revealing sports bra. I’m about 5’4″, big assed, on slim to average weight side, and have B-cups.

The attention I received next class really turned me on. I could tell the cute guy was looking my way.

I started to slowly escalate it by exaggerating my moments in a slutty ways. Stick out my ass here, seductively touch my body here, bite my lips occasionally. I would let the shorts ride up and not fix them..

I eventually stopped wearing underwear to the class, because he still wasn’t making a move. I put my mat in front of his and proceeded to pose my tight ass in front of him. I guess the no panty trick got him, because he came and talked to me after, right in front of my ex.

I could see my ex boiling with jealousy, but that only made me more aroused. James walked me back to his place. I didn’t stand a chance.

I was wet in anticipation as I remembered the outline of his hard cock in his tight gym shorts. As soon as we walked inside his house, I was on my knees grasping wildly to see his cock spring out.

It was big, white, and girthy. <3

His cock was still salty from the sweat of the class, but I didn’t mind. I wanted it really bad. I did my best to swallow it whole, but it was too much for me. But then, he took full control.

He spinned me around and pinned me on the door. Pulled my shorts and fucking railed my pussy. It was better than I could have a imagined. I didn’t know it was possible for cock to feel this good. I was lost in pleasurable ecstasy as he drilled down deep. I felt full and warm. He wrapped a hand around my neck and another to pull my hair.

It was rough, it was fast, and clearly raw. He wanted me as bad I wanted him. I was screaming and moaning loudly, it was hard to contain myself. If you’ve heard of the expression “fucked silly”, that’s exactly what I looked like. I was a hot drooling mess.

If anyone was in the hallway, I’m sure they heard.

I came hard. It was what I waited for over several months. This was the moment. I was fulFILLED. I struggled to remain standing as he sped up into his final load pumping thrusts.

Just like that it was over. The warm cum gushing right into my pussy.

He gave my ass a slap. He said “Get your ass ready”. That is a story for another time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/acc2r1/yoga_doesnt_stretch_all_the_spots_fm

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