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I’ve been taking a yoga class at my gym recently. The teacher is a smoking hot, blonde from Sweden — muscular, but not in a disgusting sort of way. She’s still got perky tits and a great ass that jiggles when she walks. I started taking Inna’s class because I wanted to strengthen my core. But a few other guys take the class just because they enjoy watching Inna get on her hands and knees to do cat/cows.

After class, once we all retreat to the locker room, we often discuss how sexy Inna is and how good she must look naked. One of the guys then turned to me and said, “Hey, you should ask her out!” They all joined in, egging me on to ask her out. And so, I did.

The following week, after class, everyone poured out of the studio, except me. I lingered, pretending to check something on my phone.

“Hey, thanks for coming!” Inna said, as she grabbed her stuff and headed for the door.

“Any time. I think you’re great,” I said.

“Thanks!”

“Hey,” I said, as I held the door open for her. “Would you wanna get coffee or lunch one day after class?”

“Sure!” She said. “How about now?”

“Now?” I asked, caught off guard. I hesitated nervously before saying sure.

We went up the street to a taco food truck and sat outside, chatting about life. One thing led to another and we eventually got on the topic of ex’s and dating. There was something about Inna with her casual European vibe. She was an open book and immediately launched into telling me about the current, extended slut phase she’s going through.

“Slut phase, huh?” I asked.

“Ok,” she said. “When you date a person for six years and then it ends … you’re free. You want to explore everything and everyone. It turns out, for me at least, that I really like this. Some people get tired of it. They want stability? Not me. I am having too much fun.”

“What’s on your bucket list? Dating wise … or, slut wise.” I asked.

“A gangbang,” she said. “How does one bring this up, though? Hey, do you have six friends?”

I laughed. This was too perfect. I had six friends. Six gym friends. People who had taken Inna’s class and continue to take her class. Six people who egged me on to ask her out. And yeah, some of them were married and would probably say no. But I bet I could scrounge up a few extras.

“Do you?” She asked, laughing, slapping me on the shoulder.

“Actually …” I said.

Suddenly, Inna’s eyes got wide. She looked at me with hopeful eyes.

“Do you really?”

“Yeah. Like, literally all of the men who come to your class.”

“Maybe not the elderly man, though,” she said, laughing.

“No, not him,” I said with a smile.

“Arrange it,” she said with a dead serious voice. “I will fuck whoever you bring.”

After our date, Inna sent me a nude photograph of her with an accompanying message, “Show this to your friends.”

A week later, after yoga, I corralled a small group of guys in the locker room and explained the situation. They thought I was messing with them. I pulled out my phone and showed them the nude photo of her. Their eyes popped and one by one, they all signed up. Even the married ones.

I headed upstairs and into the manager’s office. I closed the door behind me. I knew the manager had fucked half of the women at my gym. I knew he would want in. But I had a follow up question: Could we use the yoga studio? It didn’t take much prodding for him to approve my request. He also had a few friends who wanted in.

I texted Inna and told her things were in motion and there were way more than the six she originally requested. There were 12. And we were going to arrange a night time yoga class at the gym. Sunday night, when the gym closed at 9pm, everyone would come for yoga. And stay for sex.

“I just shoved my fingers into my pussy,” Inna wrote back, sending me a photo of her grool coated fingers.

Sunday night couldn’t come fast enough.

Inna arrived at 8:30PM and headed into the locker room. At 9pm, the gym closed. All the regulars exited. Thirteen people stayed back. Twelve of them were men. Most of them were visibly anxious. Was this really going to happen? We were all sitting or standing around in the yoga studio when, suddenly, Inna walked out of the locker room.

“Here she comes,” someone said.

Inna walked into the yoga studio wearing a thong bikini. Her tits were pushed up, her stomach was flat, muscular. People started whispering things like, “Christ” or “Do you see this?” The door opened.

“Hey guys,” Inna said anxiously. “Ready for class?”

Everyone nodded.

“Ok then,” she said. “Let’s do this. One request, please. At the end, someone take a photo, please?”

Inna popped her bikini top off and threw it on the floor. She got a yoga mat and put it on the floor, her back to us. We could see her breasts in the mirrors of the studio.

“What are you waiting for? Get your mats!”

We all rushed to the yoga mats and placed them on the floor, like we were about to have a regular yoga class.

Inna slid out of her thong and stood before us, completely naked. Her body was a work of art. She had a small, trimmed bush, her lips were waxed clean. She nibbled on her bottom lip and winked at me.

“Why am I the only one who is naked?” She asked.

Everyone slowly undressed, shirts first, pants second. We were all anxious. Breathing heavily, exhaling. Was this real? We were all thinking the same thing: Any second now, we were going to wake up from this dream. Soon, we were all nude, standing on our mats, unsure of what was about to happen next. Inna turned around and got onto her hands and knees and arched her back, sticking her ass up into the air. It was a pose we’d seen a thousand times, and a thousand times, we wondered what she would look like doing this pose in the nude. And now, here we were.

“Will somebody please help me?”

A man stepped forward.

“Yes, thank you. Come here, behind me. Put your hands on my hips …”

He got down on his knees behind her and put his hands on her hips. Another man approached and soon, everyone followed, surrounding her. What happened next was a weird slow motion blur. She was sucking on cocks, men were rotating in and out of her pussy, taking turns fucking her. At one point, there was a man underneath her, sucking her clit, a man fucking her pussy, a cock down her throat and a cock in each hand, while the others stood, waiting for their turn, watching.

Inna was drooling all over a cock, sucking, slurping, spitting, jerking. And then, she looked into his eyes and said, “Fuck my ass.”

The man walked around behind her and slid a finger into her pink little anus, pushing deeper and deeper. He slid another finger in and pulled her asshole apart, gaping it slowly.

“Mmmm,” she moaned as he slid into her asshole.

For some of the guys in the room, anal was something that evaded their entire married lives. They’d never gotten to fuck an ass. And so they organized a single file line, hoping to be next to bury their cocks in her asshole.

I walked around to the front and winked at Inna as she slurped on my cock. She couldn’t take her eyes off the mirror. She loved watching herself get fucked.

And then, I noticed the manager walk off. He returned a moment later with a TRX and hooked the straps into the ceiling mount. He stood Inna up and escorted her to the TRX.

“Grab the straps with your hands and put your feet in the holders.

Inna did as instructed, hoisting her legs into the air and draping them over the shoulders of a man who slid his dick into her asshole. He fucked her, holding onto her hips, grinding in and out. When he pulled out, another man stepped forward and fucked her cunt and then asshole. Another man stepped forward and fucked her asshole, ordering her to masturbate while he did so.

She began to squirm and moan until, suddenly, she squirted. A huge puddle formed beneath her. Her pussy dripped as men continued to line up to fuck her asshole and pussy.

Finally, she lowered herself to the floor, slurping her squirt puddle as men stood around her, masturbating. She ordered us into a line and moved down the line, sucking our cocks, one at a time, for a minute each.

I was the last in line and when it was my turn, I took her by the hand to the wall. I sat down and told her to fuck me, reverse cowgirl. I pushed my cock into her asshole. She held her legs open and, one by one, the men lined up to fuck her pussy. After, they’d linger for a blowjob or handjob.

I couldn’t believe how much time had passed. It was almost 10:30PM. We’d been fucking Inna for an hour and a half! The windows of the yoga studio had fogged up completely. Everyone was drenched in sweat. I pushed Inna onto the floor and crawled on top of her, fucking her for a moment. She nibbled on my ear and whispered that she wanted everyone to get on their hands and knees because she loved eating ass.

A few seconds later, we were all on our yoga mats, on our hands and knees, as Inna made her way down the line, eating ass, jerking cock.

“Will you all cum on my face?” She asked.

There was, obviously, a resounding yes.

After Inna ate the last ass, she got up and walked over to her mat, where she got on her knees and began rubbing her clit as we all formed a circle around her.

She sucked cocks, jerked cocks, and waited for the loads to rain down on her as she brought herself to orgasm, squirting all over her yoga mat as the first man stepped up and released a big load directly onto her face. She giggled as warm sperm sprayed onto her face. She smiled as he drained his balls onto her, coating her face with three thick ropes, one of which danced across her hair.

A second man stepped forward and ejaculated onto her face and tits. Cum went everywhere, splattering onto her shoulder and dripping from her chin. She moaned as she kept masturbating.

A third man pushed his way to the front and jerked feverishly until he exploded, four thick ropes soaked her face and hair. She giggled.

A fourth and fifth man stepped forward and blew their loads at exactly the same time. Sperm shot over her face from all directions as she giggled and opened her mouth, licking some of the cum.

The sixth man stepped forward and emptied himself on her face. His load was so thick and heavy that it immediately ran down her face and dripped onto her tits and thighs.

“Ohh, a big one,” Inna said, giggling.

The seventh man came forward and shot his load onto her forehead, moaning as he did so.

“YESSS!” Inna said, cheering along with him. She was rubbing her cunt. Moaning, scooping cum from her tits and shoving it into her pussy.

The eighth man stepped forward and jerked off onto her face. Inna’s eyes were glued shut at this point. Her entire face was coated in loads. The 8th load was big and soaked her hair.

The ninth and tenth and eleventh men all stepped forward at the same time, jerking off all over her face and tits. She was covered in sperm, so thick and heavy. It ran down her face and neck and tits. It dripped onto her yoga mat and thighs. She was drenched, literally soaked in cum.

And finally, it was my turn.

“Hey there,” I said, stepping forward.

“I want yours in my mouth,” she said, opening her mouth.

I aimed and fired away. I’d been saving up for just this moment. Weeks worth of cum emptied out of my balls and into Inna’s mouth. I kept cumming. It was the most powerful load I’d ever blown. Cum kept flowing. Thick ropes. Soon, her mouth was overflowing. She tilted her head back to hold all of my sperm in her mouth.

A man stepped forward with his camera and snapped a photo.

“Swallow it,” someone whispered.

Inna gulped my load down and everyone broke out into cheers.

“What a mess I must be. I want to see.”

Inna scooped the sperm from her eyes into her mouth and swallowed those loads too. She blinked slowly, opening her eyes and turning around to face the mirror.

“Oh god,” she said, laughing. “Oh god! Look at me!”

Everyone stood around, laughing, watching.

“So much cum. Wow. So much cum!”

“Yoga should be like this every week,” someone said.

Everyone laughed as Inna stood up. She asked the man to take a few more photos and then asked if she could take a selfie of herself.

“Well,” she said. “I must shower.”

Inna exited the yoga studio, cum dripping off of her as she walked towards the locker room, leaving us all behind.

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