SexyYogaCouple, Author at NSFW story

Morning Sex (Passionate MF)

The sound of running water gently roused me from my sleep. And what a sleep it was. After hours of love making in every way imaginable, we crumpled into each other on the bed, intertwined in each other’s arms, and gently fell asleep while talking about the amazing marathon sex session that just ended. I recall clutching each other so tightly that the jaws of life would be needed to separate us.

I groggily opened my eyes and the thought of the prior night instantly brought my morning wood to full attention. I searched for the source of the water and there it was, in the bathroom ahead of me. She had just gotten out the shower and was topless. All that covered her from the waist down was a hastily applied gray towel, barely hanging on. Although I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder, it quickly did just that.

I got out of bed and gingerly walked into the bathroom behind her. “Good Morning, beautiful” I Muttered, as i embraced her from behind and pushed her hair aside so that I could kiss and nibble on her beautiful neck. I loved the way she smelled to me. The most perfect pheromones I’ve ever experienced. Read more »

Morning Sex (Passionate MF)

The sound of running water gently roused me from my sleep. And what a sleep it was. After hours of love making in every way imaginable, we crumpled into each other on the bed, intertwined in each other’s arms, and gently fell asleep while talking about the amazing marathon sex session that just ended. I recall clutching each other so tightly that the jaws of life would be needed to separate us.

I groggily opened my eyes and the thought of the prior night instantly brought my morning wood to full attention. I searched for the source of the water and there it was, in the bathroom ahead of me. She had just gotten out the shower and was topless. All that covered her from the waist down was a hastily applied gray towel, barely hanging on. Although I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder, it quickly did just that.

I got out of bed and gingerly walked into the bathroom behind her. “Good Morning, beautiful” I Muttered, as i embraced her from behind and pushed her hair aside so that I could kiss and nibble on her beautiful neck. I loved the way she smelled to me. The most perfect pheromones I’ve ever experienced. Read more »

The Day I Met the Student Part 2 (yoga teacher fantasy MF)

When the lavender diffuser started to fill the room, I knew it was almost time.

Deep squat was the pose of the day, and I like to teach by example always, especially for my most devout student.

People began trickling out the door and down the stairs at the class’ conclusion. The room remained humid and warm from all of the prior movement. He didn’t even pretend to pack up. He got up and closed the door.

He had more confidence this time, which turned me on even more. A heat began to build, incomparable to the already scorching yoga room. I was soaking wet. Everywhere.

He wanted to go over the pose of the day. He needed me to demonstrate my deep squat, also known as malasana. As I assumed the pose, he gradually stood closer to me. His dick visibly rock hard under his shorts. I touched it. I couldn’t stop.

He took off his yoga shorts and I immediately put his dick in my mouth. I moved my tongue around the tip and locked eyes with him as I continued holding my malasana. He gasped and almost came, but waited instead. He wanted me to undress and show him malasana again, but this time while he laid on his mat. Read more »

The Day I Met the Student (yoga teacher MF)

Tall, dark and handsome. Cliche right? Wrong. So wrong. All of it was so wrong really. I never thought I’d feel this way about a student. I hope no one finds out.

After class, he took his time packing up. When everyone left, he remained. His eyes said it all as they grazed over my breasts and inner thighs. I knew I shouldn’t but I couldn’t help it. I closed the door… I locked it.

I asked if he needed help with any poses and he said yes. He wanted me to show him. It was hot so I took off my top. I was wearing one of my favorite sport bras, one that accentuated my breasts in a way that made them look supple and full. He noticed.

As I demonstrated one pose after another he asked if he could touch me. I couldn’t say no. All I wanted was for him to learn, really. And touch me. He ran his fingers down my spine slowly as I held downward dog. All the way down to my ass where he gripped my pelvis in his hands. He pressed up against me and I could feel his cock. It was big and rock hard. I was throbbing. Read more »

Extra credit (m/f teacher fantasy)

I knew when I woke up this morning that this was my last chance. Some might say I intentionally answered several questions wrong on our last calculus test. It really doesn’t matter though. What matters is that my professor is willing to tutor me after class.

For class today, I wore a short skirt that fits tight around my ass and leaves only a little room for imagination. I wore a white lace thong and a loose low cut top with a zipper running from top to bottom in the front. I was already wet thinking about my extra credit opportunity later. I wondered if he any idea what I had in mind.

I’d noticed the way he looked at me before. If we’re being honest, I always reveal a little when I dress for my professor’s class. He’s recently divorced and I know he must be so lonely. When he teaches class, I can’t help but notice his dark brown eyes, defined biceps, and his bulge even when he’s not aroused. I want to make him aroused. Read more »