“Yogi Sammi,” said Tracey breaking meditation.
“What is it flower?” Responded Tracey’s yoga instructor and spiritual guide without opening his eyes. Both sat in Tracey’s workout room, cross legged in front of each other.
“You’re kind of like a priest, right?”
“Um…well why do you ask?”
“I have a confession to make. And I could use some guidance on it as well.”
“Very well, flower. Your troubles shall remain with me, no need to worry.”
Tracey closed her eyes again and went back to her meditating position. “Uh, ok, here it goes. You know my son, Jesse, right?”
“Ah yes, kind Jesse. I have had interactions with him inside your home.”
Tracey opened here eyes and bit her lip, unsure of how to say the next part. “Yeah, well…I…kind of…gave him,” Tracey looked around around and leaned in with a hand at the side of her mouth, “a blowjob” she whispered. Sammi’s eyes shot open and he leaned in to hear more. “It was fine and all, I mean, you know, a mother’s gotta help her children…and maybe, who knows, maybe other moms do that too…” Tracey started fiddling with her fingers like a schoolgirl getting reprimanded, “and maybe sometimes they just get lost in the lust…it’s weird isn’t it, Yogi Sammi? And wrong too? And illegal!”
Sammi saw Tracey’s eyes begin to drop like she was about to cry. Before getting too lost in his thoughts, he snapped out of it and grabbed Tracey’s arms to console her. “Now, flower, it is not strange at all. In fact, you are right, it is a common practice among other families.”
“It is?” Asked Tracey with a relieved look on her face.
Sammi gave her a reassuring chuckle. “Yes. Here in America there are laws to prevent that, so of course it is in the family’s best interest to keep as much as possible a secret, agree?”
“Yeah, I agree.”
“Smart girl, catches on quick. Okay, now, in India incest is much more common in some places.”
“Wow, yeah, I think I remember reading something about that.” Tracey was lying trying to impress Sammi.
“In India we are much more household focused than in America. That means we pay close attention to the energy within the home, for an imbalanced energy will throw off everyone in the home. A big contributor to bad energy is this sexual tension relatives living within close quarters sometimes develop.”
“Yes, Yogi! That’s exactly what I wanted your advice on. Ever since I gave Jesse a blowjob, which I told him would be a one time thing by the way, he’s been hounding at me for more. I mean, in the kitchen, on the couch, in the bathroom. He wants more.”
“I see. Okay, what is going on here is he has unreleased sexual energy directed towards you. Whether or not you want to please him sexually, and to clarify that is completely off the table?”
“Um…”
“You want to think about it?”
“Huh, oh! No! Definitely, no sexual interaction.”
“Okay, very well. As I was saying, whether or not you want to, his energy must be released, and we can release it with yoga.”
“That’s great! I wonder how I can get him to try this though.”
“Tell him it will be just one session. Mother-son partner yoga.”
“Partner yoga?”
“Yes, you both must release this energy, it can only release when your bodies meet. But don’t worry, nothing too sexual. Go get him and I’ll wait here and get ready.”
Tracey bowed and got up to go look for Jesse. She went to the living room and saw her daughters on the couch watching a TV. “Hey, have either of you seen Jesse?”
“Nope. Jesus, mom, is that what you wear for yoga? No wonder that guy comes by so often.”
Tracey smiled and laughed it off. “I need your brother.”
“I’m coming!” He screamed from a different hall. Tracey walked to him and intercepted him. “Hey, I heard you looking for me.”
“Come with me, I need you to help me with some yoga.”
“Yoga? I don’t know…”
“Just come on” Tracey pulled Jesse’s arm and led him into her workout room. Sammi looked up at him and smiled. Jesse saw the old man’s smile through his long gray beard and smiled back.
“Jesse, so glad you could join us, brother!”
“No problem,” said Jesse sarcastically.
“A tad frustrated I can see. Okay, let’s just begin, how does that sound?” Asked Sammi. “Jesse please sit right here in front of me and face you mother. Tracey, please demonstrate to your son the wheel pose.”
“And I just sit here?”
“That’s right.” Sammi patted Jesse’s shoulders and the both watched as Tracey stretched upward like a rainbow. “You see that, Jesse? Panties only serve to hinder our mobility so I suggest that your mother not wear one. It frees her and gives us a look at that. Tracey?”
“Yes Yogi?”
“Please walk back and shove your vagina in your son’s face.”
“W-what?”
“It is the only way to initiate the process. It is the catalyst that will break the dam and let the pent up sexual energy flow out.”
“Um…okay, if you think it’ll help.” Tracey opened her legs and walked towards Jesse. Jesse smiled and welcomed his crawling mother into his arms. When she got close, Sammi pushed Jesse’s head forward and into Tracey’s cameltoe. Tracey let out a squeal and almost fell. Jesse caught her by the ass and squeezed it while getting her back up into position.
“It’s working already, goodie! Okay, now Jesse, you will grab on to your mother’s bottoms and without removing your face from against her pussy. Tracey, when he picks you up he will walk forward and force you into a handstand. Ready?”
“I don’t know man, this seems more complex than I thought it was going to be.”
“No fear young Jesse, your mother is somewhat of a professional, she will be doing most of the heavy lifting, at the same time of course, you will also be doing a more literal heavy lifting. Okay, ready? Let’s try it!” Jesse scratched his head and got his legs ready. He pressed his face against Tracey’s pussy and took a deep breath before getting up. Tracey flexed her core and controlled her breathing while Jesse balanced her out like he was stacking playing cards. While finding her balance, Tracey’s boobs fell out of her shirt. “Jesse, help pick up your mother’s boobs for her.”
“I can get them, don’t-”
“It’s okay, flower. Go ahead, Jesse. Jesse got down and stuffed her boobs back inside her shirt. “Very well, I think this position will be a problem. Let us move on to…the Leaping Lion.”
“Leaping Lion? Even I don’t know that one, Yogi.”
“It’s very simple. First you get on all fours like so, then you lean forward with your hands planted by your bellybutton. Then you lean as far back as possible like a lion getting ready to pounce.” Tracey and Jesse practiced this one for a few minutes before they got the basic technique down. “Great. Now, Tracey you get under Jesse and Jesse you will climb onto her.”
“Why do I have to be under?”
“It is because you, uh, have more training and can go further down.” Tracey and Jesse agreed and did as they were told. Jesse and his mom began repeating the pose, his dick pressed against her ass when he went down on her and her ass pushed back on him when they went up.
“Jesse, get off. You’re getting a boner.”
“NO! I mean, no not yet, we are making great progress,” Shouted Sammi. “How about you both get nude?”
“Why would we do that?”
“Well, first of all, his penis could simply fall in between your legs and not bother you while you complete the pose.”
After a few minutes of deliberation, Tracey agreed. “Fine, but just bottoms.” Jesse sprung up and took off his shorts.
Sammi laughed, “eager are we, young Jesse? Okay back in position.” Jesse and Tracey recreated the pose and within seconds Jesse was fully erect. Tracey continued the pose but kept her head close to the ground. “What is wrong Tracey?” She mumbled something under her breath and Sammi asked her again.
“I’m getting wet I said” she responded in a frustrated tone.
“I see. So there is no stopping this now, is there?” Sammi asked Tracey and she shook her head no. “You will have sex with him now, won’t you?” Tracey nodded yes in defeat. “Go ahead, Jesse.”
“You sure, mom?” He asked and looked over her shoulder.
Tracey rolled her eyes, “yes! Fuck’s sake. Just do it.” Tracey shook her head and looked at the smiling Yogi. She crossed her arms and put her head in them. She arched her back and stuck out her ass and slowly moved it side to side like a cobra. Jesse drove his cock inside her pussy and quivered when as he slipped in. He put his hands on her ass and began to thrust at a steady pace.
“How will young Jesse fuck his mother? Will he do it quick and get it over with? If so will it be for their best interest or just his? Will he take his time? Will he-”
“Shut up.”
“What?”
“Shut up!” Tracey picked her head up and spread her legs more. She began to throw her ass back at Jesse and Jesse began to moan louder and more frequently.
“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. I can’t hold on!” Jesse pulled his cock out and came on his mom’s back and hair.
“Fuck…” Tracey whispered and laid her head down. She kept her ass in the air and Jesse crawled away from it. He began getting dressed and Tracey turned to look at him. Sammi picked up his things and got ready too.
“So, see you next week?”
“I think so. We’ll see, Yogi.” Tracey got on her knees and crawled to get some wipes. She cleaned her pussy and as much of her back as she could. She took off her shirt and turned it around to see how much cum was on it. She used her nail to dig it out and wiped it on a wipe. Tracey left the room and walked to her bedroom to shower. On the way there she undid her hair and ran into her daughter.
“Mom! Put on your shirt, what the fuck!?”
“Sorry sweetie, it’s just really sweaty you know how it is.”
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