Ellie stares at me through ocean-blue eyes as her full, puffy lips twist in a coy smile. “Guess it’s just you and me today, Addie.” She wiggles on her yoga mat as she gets comfortable, tights emphasizing the feminine curves of her body.
“Guess so,” I say, looking about the empty studio as I try to escape the hypnotic quality of her gaze. Those eyes, like dark opals, glitter with the promise of a lurid secret. My palms are already sweaty.
“What do ya think of the ambiance?” she says, flipping her raven hair and sticking out her chin as she watches me.
“You mean the candles?” I say, pointing to the fluttering electric lights that line the walls. The only source of light, they cast a sultry glow over the dusky room. “They’re nice,” I say with a grunt. The butterflies in my stomach are turning my brain to mush.
“Right? Thought I’d try something different today.” Her voice bubbles with a sing-song quality.
I nod, not sure what else to do.
“Alright, well, shall we get started?” She crosses her legs and puts her hands together as though in prayer. “Palms together at heart center. And bow.” She dips her shoulders, watching me through slightly parted eyelids with a playful smirk. She knows I hate the spiritual bits.
I bow in return, trying to keep my gaze on the floor as her partially exposed breasts flash from beneath her loosely fitted, and artfully torn, t-shirt. Her skin already sparkles with small beads of sweat from the heat in the room.
“Lets start our practice in Shavasana,” she says, lying down on her back.
Before following her lead, I watch in awe as her toned stomach ripples, exposed beneath the high cutoff of her shirt.
“Now, close your eyes and try to relax,” she says. “Focus on your breathing. Push it deep into your diaphragm.” She listens to my exhales. “Good. Just like that. Try and find your center of calm.”
As I focus on my breathing, I hear her weight shift in the front of the room, and then footsteps as she moves toward the door. I glance out from half-closed eyes and watch as she locks the door to the studio. The click sends a lightning storm through my body as my heartbeat accelerates. I continue watching as she moves back to the front of the room with confident, and graceful steps, walking on the balls of her toes like a dancer.
“Since there’s just the two of us, lets try something different tonight,” says Ellie.
“Okay, sure,” I say. My face is flushed as the corners of my mind kick around erotic day dreams. “What did you have in mind?”
“How about some pair stretching?” she says, moving her toes to tickle the soles of my feet playfully.
“Sure,” I say, my mind now a warm bath of tantalized feelings.
She then presses her feet firmly against mine, and I feel their lightly calloused texture as she wriggles them, pushing our legs out to our sides in a semi-split. I can see the outline of her labia as her yoga pants tighten around her crotch.
She smiles as she watches my wandering gaze, but doesn’t comment on it. “Here, grab my hands,” she says, offering her palms forward.
I reach out to grab them, and she squeezes between my fingers as we connect, sending a warm, tingling sensation through my arms. She then pulls me toward her, but I’m too stiff to go very far, and I grunt in pain.
“You’ve got some work to do. Those hamstrings are tight.” She releases her right hand from mine, and runs it down the length of my thigh. Hey eyes never waver as she gazes into mine. “Let me show you how it’s done.” She grabs my hand once more. “Lean back and pull me toward you.”
I comply, watching as Ellie’s legs widen and her crotch comes closer to mine. I can feel the heat from her now, radiating into my groin, causing the shaft of my penis to bulge in delight. My breath comes heavy and my pupils dilate as I stare into my yoga instructors eyes.
“Have you heard of tantric yoga before?” she says.
“I think so.”
“It’s when you move really slowly, building tension with each moment.” She inches her face closer to mine as we speak until her lips hover above mine, and I can feel the pulse of breath as she speaks. “Until your whole body is all vibrations and tingles.” She slips the tip of her fingers beneath my shirt. “Want to try it?”
“Yeah, sure.”
Without another word, she lifts my shirt off over my head and throws it off into a corner of the room. She then does the same for herself, exposing bra-less, perky breasts. Her nipples are hard. “Open your mouth,” she says, gently cupping a hand around my head to control my motion. “Now close your eyes and breath with me”
I do as she says and feel breath leaving her lungs as it enters my mouth.
“When I breath out, you breath in,” she says, letting out a slow breath into my mouth. I suck it into my lungs, feeling the warm air mix in my chest. “There you go.” She lets another breath slip between my lips. “You’re a good boy, aren’t you?”
There’s a shift for a moment as she pulls away. I hear shuffling and the light sound of clothing swooping through the air. I dare not open my eyes.
Soon her breath returns, this time at my ear, sending tingles down my spine as her lips caress my lobe. “I need you to take off your pants,” she says.
I comply, My eyes remain closed as my shaking arms toss my sweats to the side.
“Ah, now you’ve lost the position.” I hear a clicking noise come from Ellies tongue, and then a ticklish feeling as she moves her hands onto the ankles of my right leg, working her way up with wiggling fingers as she gently positions my leg back into a semi-split, splayed out to the side. After a few moments, she reaches my now bare crotch, and glides beneath my erect penis, tickling my scrotum before cascading down the other leg, pulling it out to the other side.
“There we go,” she says, and I hear her shuffling around before feeling her warm breath over the tip of my cock.
The breath grows warmer as she inches herself forward, and soon I feel a soft wet sensation on the crown of my penis. A tiny contact patch of silky warmth, it glides in a small arc, moving from the tip down to where the shaft meets the crown, and then back up.
Then, slowly, the warmth grows bigger, until I feel Ellie’s lips grip around me, sliding up and down the tip of my cock as her tongue continues to flick over the sensitive skin beneath. I can’t help myself, and let out a moan as I open my eyes.
Ellie is on her forearms, her heart shapes ass splayed in the air as she licks me like a lollipop. “You like that, don’t you?” she says, pulling away from me and leaving a thin trail of saliva from her mouth to my penis; she wipes it off with her hand.
I nod stupidly.
She runs her fingers down my face, causing me to shut my eyelids. “Then be a good boy and keep your eyes closed.”
I do as I’m told, and after a few moments, I can feel the hard tips of Ellie’s nipples dance over my chest, can feel as she places her hands on the floor beside us and hoists her hips over mine. She hovers there, and I feel the warmth of her labia radiating onto the tip of my member, feel a hot drip of vaginal fluid land on me, and trickle down my shaft.
She places a gentle finger under my chin, and lifts my mouth to hers once more, breathing into me as she descends on my cock, engulfing my body in hers. I feel my penis enter her in a rush of wet warmth, feel her press herself against me as our bodies merge. She forces my mouth open with her lips, and shoves her tongue deep inside my mouth, pressing her face to mine as our hips meet.
The rhythm increases, her pelvis grinding against mine in a lightly circular motion, undulating faster and faster. The head of my penis is flushed now and incredibly sensitive. It brushes against the ridges of her vagina with each motion, causing a fire of pleasure that I can barely contain.
She moves faster, nipping at my lower lip, and then places her hands on my chest, pushing my back onto the floor as she rides on top of me, hands moving lower to caress my abs.
“I can feel your swollen cock inside me,” she says, now riding me up and down in a steady motion, her body rippling. “It’s so deep.” Her thighs spasm in a shiver as her pussy grips my cock, increasing the sensation of tightness. I can feel my balls tightening.
“You’re about to explode,” she says, another wave of spasms causing her to writhe. “I can feel it. Your cock is so swollen—oh my god!” She flips her hair and leans over my torso, bringing her head to my chest as she continues to undulate her hips against mine. “Oh god!” Another spasm seises her, and I’m overtaken by lust. I grip her arms and shove myself inside her as hard as I can, pushing deep as I go rigid.
“Oh god!” she says as our bodies spasm, I can feel her contract around me as I release, dumping loads of hot white cum inside her. “Addie!”
I moan in a final spasm before going limp, Ellie falling over me as we lay in a puddle of sweat and fluids. She smiles at me in the dim light, and licks salty sweat off my neck before nibbling at my ear.
“That was fun, wasn’t it?” she says, running her fingers through the hair on my chest.
I nod.
“Maybe next class, I can bring a friend.” I turn to face her, my eyes already hungry for more at the thought, and she lets out a cackle as her full lips part, and nip at my eyebrows.
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