3 comments/ 22201 views/ 26 favorites Alignment Pt. 01 By: Silver Sea We walked into the studio almost 30 minutes before the class was to begin. My wife and I had been away from yoga for almost 18 months. Work and injuries had kept us away. For me it was tendonitis in both shoulders. For my wife, elbows and knees had been causing her grief. "Good morning," the attractive young yoga instructor greeted us as we came through the door. "Good morning. Good morning." We echoed each other in return. "I'm Sarah. Welcome to Lotus Bud studios and our 6:00am practice. I haven't seen the two of you before." My wife started to explain our story while I was scanning Sarah's face and body. "We signed up a couple of weeks ago. We haven't been to yoga for about 18 months. We used to go to..." My wife's voice trailed off yielding to the voice inside my head. Pretty young lady. Dark hair. Nice smile. White tank top covering modest, hmmm, unholstered breasts. Sarah backed up against the wall while my wife cheerfully continued our long yoga story. Tight yoga capris hugging shapely legs that parted at the top into a perfectly symmetrical gap and framed a rounded puffy camel toe. Tiny waist. Square shoulders. Beautiful feet. "So you're getting back into yoga. That's fabulous." Sarah began. "If you can remember what it's like to be a beginner, do what you can. Don't push your limits the first few practices but do try to attempt most of the poses so your body and mind can begin to embrace them again." I like this girl already. Yes, learn to embrace the poses with your mind and body. I agree. Other people were beginning to arrive so Sarah guided us to the side of the reception area after we tapped in with our membership cards. "Is there anything in particular you want to begin to work on?" Sarah asked. "I like to be a hands on guide in the class so I will help you when I can." Before I could respond my wife said, "My core. I really want to focus on my core." "That's good. A strong core helps with all the yoga poses. Anything else?" "Nope. Just my core." "Okay. I will help you with that where I can. And you." "Alignment. I want to work on alignment in all my poses." "Hmm. That's a first, Sarah commented. I caught her running her eyes up and down my body. An eyebrow raising and one corner of her mouth curling up ever so slightly. "How's that?, I asked." "Well, that's probably the first time a student has chosen that as a focus. It's just so" She stopped herself. "Oh nothing. Sure. Though I can't be with you for every pose, I will come by now and then to check and adjust your alignment. Okay, it's time you two get ready for the class. I will see you in the practice room." After changing we met at the back of the class like all beginners should. There were about 8 other people in the class. All women (geez I loved yoga for that). We got down into savasana and let the heat of the hot yoga studio engulf our bodies. Sometime later the room filled with the sound of soft rhythmic drums beating. A few moments later Sarah's voice blended with the drums. "Okay class. Slowly push yourself up to a standing position..." And so the class began. Sarah alternated between instructing and demonstrating some of the poses. The heat from the room was intense and it wasn't long before everyone had a good sweat going, including Sarah. One of the first poses was tree. Sarah did one side facing the mirror creating my first distraction. Simply... My god, what a fabulous ass that woman has. Then facing us, it was damn near impossible for me to keep my eyes off that amazing gap between her thighs, which didn't do much for my balance. The next distraction was Sarah's sweat absorbing tank top slowly confirming she wasn't wearing a bra as the wetter it got, the more prominently her nipples showed through her top. I did get my focus back to my practice and my breathing but also snuck glances at Sarah when we transitioned from one pose to another. Sarah was making the rounds visiting each of the students to help them get deeper into a pose or to adjust one thing or another about their position. In Warrior II Sarah finally came and stood behind me. "Just wanted to let you know you're doing really well. I'm going to make some adjustments. Let me know if I'm pushing you too much." Sarah whispered to me. "Ok", I replied. Sarah stepped closer into me and stretched her arms along mine. Her breasts pressing ever so gently into my back. "Raise this one. Lower this one a little. Now relax your shoulders." She placed her hands on my shoulders and pressed down ever so lightly. She stepped away and said "Good. Next time I will help with your lower body alignment in this pose." 'Can't wait.' I thought while Sarah was instructing us to 'press forward and tilt down into Warrior III'. The next time she came by was toppling tree. She ran a finger lightly down the length of my body starting at my heel, running along my bare leg, over my buttocks, along my side and down my arm. "Very impressive. Such a perfect straight line. Good. Very good." Then she walked away calling out the next pose. On the floor she really helped my wife were her core. She did come by and massage my sweaty back when we were in child's pose. She did visit other students as well and as she had said was very "hands on" with everyone. All the while she kept the practice moving at a steady pace. In cobbler she came by and sat in front of me, put her legs on my thighs and pressed down. She stared into my eyes I think daring me to stare at her now very obvious nipples or her very split camel toe. She maintained her gaze and spoke to me, "Maintain your breathing. Now I want you to sit taller and not have your knees raise. Don't worry. I will help you to hold down your knees with my feet." I closed my eyes and inhaled, then as I exhaled I tried to sit taller imagining a string being pulled from the top of my head. "Good", Sarah said softly, "Taller" she instructed. I opened my eyes feeling my knees trying to rise with my torso and her feet pressing down with equal force. Sarah was leaning back trying get leverage to hold down my knees. I couldn't hold her gaze because between me and her eyes were two pert nipples under a tight wet tank top pointing to the sky. Once my eyes fell to her breasts they couldn't help but continue down, down; down to her now raised hips, separated thighs and pussy lips whose contours were fully revealed by the clinging spandex of Sarah's yoga pants. My mouth watered to taste her. My cock hardened desirous of feeling her snug heat milking it. Somehow I managed to look back up to Sarah's eyes. Her eyes raised to meet mine. Her face smiling back at me knowing what my eyes and mind had been enjoying. "Nice. Very nice. Very well done. We will try to work on that once or twice a week until you can manage it on your own." Sarah left, making her rounds visiting with each student until the class ended. We ended back in savasana. My heart rate elevated, my muscles exhausted, my mind humming. I laid still, eyes closed, focusing on my breathing while the drums continued to beat around us. I was drifting off whether in sleep in or meditation when I felt two hands on my shoulders. "Very well done today Steve. I give each of my students a little massage if they stay long enough after class. Stop me if it bothers you." Sarah whispered to me. She ran her hands down the centre of my torso. Her hands parted just above my pubic bone. Her hands came so to close touching my genitals that my eyes popped open. What a vision they were greeted with. Sarah was leaning over me. Her tank top was pulled up by her stretching to reach down my body revealing her taut abs. Her hands travelled to my hips the traced up the sides of my body back to my shoulders. Under my neck applying some accu-pressure on those muscles for a brief moment then up onto my chest and down my line of chakras again coming ever so close to my root chakra. Her tank hung away from her body just enough that I could see under it to her well-formed breasts hanging freely. Up my sides, under my neck again. She had to see the growing the bulge in my shorts. I was trying to keep my arousal down by her hands on my body and her body floating over mine was making that task impossible to accomplish. Though in hindsight, maybe my arousal was a secondary intention for her. One more journey down my chakra line. Sarah stopped placing a hand on each hip, leaned up on her arms and pushed down as if trying to widen my hips. The release of pressure was incredible. I quietly uttered "Wow." Though she might have thought I said that because Sarah's pussy was now positioned right over my face. It took all my will power not to reach up and caress it through her yoga pants. Sarah sat back, her hands moved up and rested on my chest, her palms over my nipples, moving ever so gently in little circles. My nipples hardened and my cock twitched in response. "Stop by and see me after me after class. I want to review your practice with you before you go." There was no way I was moving until at least some of the blood drained from my cock. A few moments later my wife was leaning down whispering to me. "Wow. I really like her class. Sarah asked me to stop by and see her. See you out there." I waited a few seconds before rolling up my mat and following my wife out. I was the last one left in the room. At the front desk Sarah was giving my wife some pointers mostly about trying to maintain good posture through all her poses and how that will help her core. "Thanks so much Sarah. I really enjoyed your class. And thanks for the pointers. Oh," my wife continued, "and that massage at the end where you pressed down on my hips. That was incredible." "I know. The release you feel is liberating isn't it," Sarah replied. My wife turned to me, "Okay dear, I have to run to get in on time. Have a great day. See you at home tonight." She kissed me on the cheek on headed for the showers. Sarah was sitting behind the front desk with a towel draped over her shoulders thankfully covering her breasts so I was able to look her in the eyes. "I guess you have to run to the office too?" she asked, hanging her head a little. "Eventually. My train's departure is almost 2 hours away." She raised her head and smiled, "Oh good. There are some things I can share with you. First, you have to understand that I am brutally honest and will say whatever I am thinking, well, pretty much anyway." Sarah waved to a couple of women from the class who were leaving. "Thanks Sarah," they shouted, "Another great class and great massage, one of them added. "See you next class ladies. Now back to you. Your form is really quite good. Your choice to focus on alignment revealed a lot to me before the class even started but there is much work we can do. Alignment takes so much focus. Oh, and speaking of focus, I owe you and apology." "You do?" I queried. "I do. I told you I'm honest. You did really well with your focus today considering I was walking around with my nipples showing through my tank top. I'm mean look at them." Sarah held back the towel draped around her neck exposing her nipples still prominently visible through her top. They're fabulous aren't they? They're just sitting out there asking to be caressed and squeezed." Sarah's hands followed her words first caressing then pinching her nipples through her cotton top. "Really, I didn't notice." "Bullshit. You were looking at them almost as much as I was." And she smiled at me. "Okay, I noticed, but I enjoyed the challenge of having to focus on my yoga with such an alluring distraction trying to grab my attention." "Oo. I like that. Hi Margaret. I think your husband will be back, what about you? I'm just giving him some pointers on his tree posture." Margaret is my wife, Sarah very skillfully changed the subject when she saw her emerge from the change room. Sarah lifted her foot onto her thigh, her hands joined over her solar-plexus. "I want you to think about being tall." She ran a hand up along her sternum lifting her eyes to the ceiling, "And I want you to think about tucking your pelvis under you." She place her hand on her butt and flexed her pelvis toward me. I looked down and her split pussy lips were pointing straight at me. I gulped. "Listen to Sarah dear," Margaret said, "I'm sure she will make you a great yogi." She patted me on the butt. "You better get going. All the women have gone. You're going to hold Sarah up. He's always the last one." My wife directed her last comment at Sarah. "That's okay. I'm in no rush," Sarah replied "I have another class to guide at 10:30." "See you tonight dear. Have a great day. Stay in touch." And she left. "Okay. I better go and shower," I said to Sarah. "Sure. Look. I hope I didn't embarrass you. I am too outspoken sometimes." "Not at all Sarah. I appreciate your honesty. And yes, your breasts and nipples are fabulous, but I did enjoy the challenge of trying to stay focused on yoga." "Thanks Steve. Next time I will have to see if I can find a distraction you can't ignore." "I'm sure you will think of something." "Okay, before you go try to remember what I was showing you in class about warrior and what I just said here about tree. Next class we will work on those two, and cobbler of course," and Sarah smiled a wicked little smile, "then we will move on to other poses." "Sure Sarah. Thank you. I'm off to shower and shave. I will be fast so I don't hold you up." I threw the shower on to get the water hot then stripped down and grabbed a couple of towels. The shower felt good on my tired muscles. I toweled dry and was standing at the sink when I heard Sarah. "Are you decent in there Steve?" "Just a minute." I was standing naked, so I grabbed a towel wrapped it around me and tied the corners. "Sure. What can I do for you?" Sarah walked in. "I just have to clean up in here. If it's okay with you." "Sure. I don't mind. If you don't mind me shaving." "Can I watch?" "Can you watch? Sure. Any particular reason why you want to watch me shave?" "Yes actually," Sarah confessed, "I think watching a man shave is one of the sexiest things to observe." "Really?" I stopped mid-stroke. "Yep. Really." Sarah was standing next to me, looking up at me, her elbows leaning on the counter. Her chin resting in one hand. She watched like that for a few seconds then leaned her incredible body back against the wall. Her nipples were jutting out through her top and her yoga pants were still hugging her pussy like they didn't want to let go. "Let's have some fun. Let's see how focused you can stay while shaving." I stopped shaving and looked at her puzzled, "Care to explain a little more?" "Try to get into tree and shave without losing your balance." "Seriously?" I raised my eyebrows and I'm sure the look on my face communicated 'You're kidding, right?' "Well. I just thought it a good opportunity to work on what we just talked about. Come on. Have some fun and challenge yourself at the same time. I'll even take my top off if you think shaving and doing yoga isn't enough of a challenge." Sarah grabbed the hem of her shirt threatening to lift it over her head if I agreed. "Okay. I will try, but leave your top on. That's a distraction I could never defeat. And besides, I wouldn't know what to say if someone walked in and you had your top off." "Don't worry about that. No one will be in for at least 2 hours." I lifted my right leg and placed my foot on my thigh. My knee stuck out where the towel split under the knot I had tied in the ends. I stared into the mirror and waited until I felt myself centered. I raised my hand to shave my neck. So far so good. I started to lift my head and lost my balance, my foot falling to the floor. "Not bad," Sarah commented, "But not so easy." She was smiling, but nodding in approval of my attempt. "Give me another try." "Sure. You have to think about every movement don't you?" "Uh-huh." I muttered reaching down to place my foot on my thigh again. I looked in the mirror and felt my centre again. Once stable I focused on nothing with my eyes, just on my balance. I raised my head, waited until I was steady then slowly raised my hand. I made several strokes on one side of my neck, I paused and thought for a moment, then reversed my movements, first lowering my hand then my head. Sarah clapped. "Well done. But don't stop, you haven't finished. And you did cheat a little. Do the other side of your neck and I will guide you." I reached my hand out a little but couldn't rinse the shaving cream off my razor. I looked at Sarah, then at the tap. "Oh here. Let me help." Sarah took the razor from my hand, rinsed it well then handed it back to me. "Okay. I'm going to stand beside you so you can see me in the mirror. Here's where I want your pose to be." She stood in tree. It was magnificent. She looked as straight as a tall oak, in fact, she looked 2 inches taller than when she was just standing talking with me. Her chest was high and her knee was pointing straight at the wall on her right. "You're doing really well but this is what I see when I look at you." I almost felt embarrassed. Her shoulders slouched forward ever so slightly, her knee turned in 5 degrees or so and her pelvis tilted back. She looked shorter as well. "Put your leg down and come and stand behind me." I followed her instruction. "I'm going to have you put your hands on me in various places so you can feel what muscles I engage to achieve better alignment. Don't be shy. Just do what I tell you, okay?" "Okay." "Alright then. Put your right hand between my shoulder blades." I followed her instruction. "A little higher. Now put your left hand on my solar plexus." I reached around. "A little higher Steve." I couldn't resist. I took a deep and cupped her left tit in my hand. "Cute. I deserved that," Sarah said, "but as nice as that feels, it's not going to help you understand how to get the most out of this pose." Sarah grabbed my hand and positioned it in the middle of her chest so my thumb was just caressing the underside of her breasts. "Okay, you should feel my shoulder blades draw together and my chest rise and draw in." In an instance Sarah moved and I felt exactly what she said "WOW. That was amazing." "Look at me in the mirror and see how my posture has changed." "Double wow. That's amazing." The shock of feeling Sarah move had stunned the blood out of my slowly filling cock. Well, my focus changing from sex to yoga probably had something to do with it as well. "Okay, now my knee position. Take your left hand and listen carefully to how I want you to position it. You're going to cup the top of my right buttock. Slide your thumb onto the top of the line separating glutes and let your fingers lightly grip the outside of the buttock." I did what she said. "How's this?" I asked trying to position my hand as Sarah had described. "Perfect. Now take your right hand and cup the bottom of my glute. Your right thumb should run parallel to the ground and your fingers should be under my glutes at the top of my groin." 'Okay' I thought to myself. I did as I was told, or I thought I did trying not to touch anywhere I shouldn't, like her labia. "Look Steve. I told you not to be shy. Leave your thumb where it is but lift your fingers off my leg. Now put your fingers back on my leg with you middle finger at the top of my groin and let your other two fingers fall naturally where they fall." I did as Sarah said. My last two fingers fell directly onto Sarah's pussy. "Okay. You need to push your fingers further under me so your palm is cupping my butt. Look, I know your hand is on my pussy. It's the only way to do this." I slid my fingers further under. "Perfect. Now feel this and watch in the mirror." Alignment Pt. 01 I looked into the mirror and saw my fingers holding Sarah's pussy. My cock was hardening again. Then she moved. My god. I could feel all these muscles moving that I didn't know could work independently. Sarah waved her knee back and forth a couple of times so I could feel the muscles working. "Okay Steve. Now that you've felt that you can take your hand off my crotch. Finish shaving and we will try your tree one more time." I stepped in front of my sink, finished up shaving and rinsed my face. Sarah handed me a towel to dry my face. "Okay Steve. Let's try you." I got into my tree trying to imitate Sarah. Sarah walked around me. "Better. Much better. I would like to see your chest open a little more. Let me help you." Sarah walked behind me and stared to slide her hands under my elbows. "Wait a second. You've showered already haven't you Steve." "Yes." "Okay. One second." Sarah pulled her hands out from under my arms. The next thing I saw in the mirror were here hands up in the air and her tank top sliding over them. "I took my top off. I'm going to be leaning against you and it's not right I press a sweaty tank top into your clean body." She said, running her hands over my back. I had relaxed my posture bit being tired from my first yoga class in a while. I put my foot down, regained my composure and re-positioned my foot. "Okay. Are we ready now", Sarah asked. "Ready," I said. "Let's get that chest opened." Once again Sarah slid her hands under my arms and stepped into me, her breasts pressed into the middle of my back. I swear I heard her moan ever so softly. She slid her hands up over my nipples. I felt her rest her head between my shoulder blades. "Focus Steve. Long slow breaths in through your nose. Out through your nose. Good. Now, when I say to I want you to open your chest. Think about making me feel your shoulder blades pinch in on my head, not your nipples sliding outward under my palms. That will happen naturally if you compress the right muscles in your back" Damn. All I could think about was how great her body felt pressed against mine. I was trying my best to supress my cock pressing against my towel and she's asking me to focus on some yoga moves. Breathe in. Breathe out. "Okay Steve. Impress me." I took another deep breath in and out. The bulge under my towel seemed to subside a little as my focus moved from perfect tits pressing into my back to impressing this young lady with my yoga abilities. I pulled my shoulders back trying to use my back muscles. "Excellent. That was really good. Now. I felt movement in your lower body. This is really hard but it all contributes to alignment. I need to move your abs in and tuck your butt under when I say go. I will guide you again." Sarah slid her left hand down onto my abdomen tucking her finger in the top of the towel. Her right hand dropped to my hip and pulled back the towel. "I'm going to position my hand similar to the way you positioned yours on me. I'm just warning you okay. It will be similar but not quite the same. The goal here Steve is to tuck you butt under and lift your lower abdomen." While Sarah was talking her right hand was struggling with the towel trying to get into the right position. She finally pulled the towel up from the bottom instead of trying to pull it to the side. Sarah slid her hand directly between my legs, her fingers pressing against my testicles. I twitched a little. "Before we try that first move Steve, your right hip feels a bit high. Try and pull your left hip up, it will force your right hip down." I tried to move. I guess I made some adjustment. I got more approval from Sarah. "Good Steve. That was a really nice micro adjustment. I could feel you level your pelvis. Now. I know my fingers are touching your balls." Sarah moved her fingers up and down essentially patting my on the balls. "But I need you to ignore that and focus on the move. I should feel your scrotum move away from my right hand and your pubic bone should slide up under my left. Think about your pubic bone moving up. Go." I thought about Sarah's guidance and moved. "Just excellent Steve. That was really good. Now does the posture feel different?" "It does. I feel stronger and more engaged with my entire body." "Perfect." And with that word Sarah grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze. "I owed you that for grabbing my tit earlier." "One more adjustment." Sarah crouched down "I would like to see your knee back a little farther." She slid her hands down either side of my raised leg. Her right elbow on the inside of my knee, her fingertips just shy of my balls. She pushed my knee back, "I'm just feeling the resistance in your muscles, checking your flexibility. I think you should be able to get your knee to this position. I'm going to hold you similar to how you held me so I can feel you move the right muscles." Sarah got up and stood in front of me. She ran her left hand under the towel and grabbed my buttock. She reached down, pulled up the towel and shoved her right hand into my groin. Here was this half naked beautiful young woman with her hand shoved against my balls and her thumb resting on top of my hardened cock. She looked me in the eye. "Don't worry about being aroused Steve. I know my arousal doesn't show quite as readily as yours but trust me, my crotch is soaked and it's not from sweat. Now impress again and pull that knee back. Good. Tuck your abs up. Chest open. Fabulous! Okay now do the other side without my help." Sarah slid her hand out from under the towel running her thumb down the length of my shaft. "Umm, the towel is going to..." "Steve, I was just grabbing your cock and balls, seeing them isn't going to matter much at this point don't you think?" I sighed, "Yep. You're right." I looked at Sarah's great body. Her tits were magnificent. Breathe in. Breathe out. I started to lift my knee and it got caught on the towel. Before I could move Sarah unhooked it from my knee allowing it ride up on my thigh. I raised my hands to my chest. Pulled my shoulder blades back. Pulled back my knee and tucked up my abs. My erection was pointing right at Sarah's tits. "Nicely done Steve. Your chest is open." Sarah placed her hands on my nipples then slid them down. "Your knee is back as far as you can get it." Her hands ran up and down my leg both hands ending on my hips. "Level hips." Then her hands slid down to my crotch, her left hand cupping my balls and her right hands grasping and stroking my cock. "And your pelvis in nicely tilted up. And now here's your reward for being such a good student." Sarah was stroking my cock. I had a lump in my throat. "I told you I'm honest Steve. I really like your cock. It's nice. Not too big. Not too small. It's the kind of cock I would love to feel in all of my holes." She looked deep into my eyes slowly firmly stroking my cock and caressing my balls. "My pussy. My mouth. My ass. But today it will just be my hands who get to intimately know your penis and balls." "Uh Sarah." "Shh Steve. Shhhh. As long as you can keep that foot up I will keep stroking your beautiful cock." Sarah knelt down still stroking my cock. "Hello handsome." She said to my erect penis. "I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you. How about a big kiss?" Sarah leaned in and kissed the head. "mmm" she purred. She kissed her way down the shaft. With her left hand she squeezed my sack attempting to wrap her fingers around it and the base of my penis. This forced my testes forward stretching the skin of my sack over them. "And you have two very nice friends." She sucked one teste into her hot mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. It was my turn to moan. Her mouth moved to the other teste giving it an equal amount of attention. Her actions were slow, deliberate, purposeful and oh so skilled. "I think your daddy wants to play with my tits and my pussy but I want you with no distractions so daddy is going to have to wait," Sarah murmured into the head of my cock like it was a microphone. Sarah now just stared at my penis and my balls squeezed up against its base and outward toward Sarah's face. "Yummy" she murmured. Sarah stroked my cock with skillful hands massaging my testicles at times, dipping her tongue into the precum oozing out the tip of my hardened cock. Sarah smiled a moment before I could feel the pressure of my impending orgasm building in my testicles. I guess she felt if first. Sarah tipped her head down and spit onto her chest, then she took my cock into her mouth one more time coating it in saliva before pressing it between her tits. She didn't have to tell me what to do. Instinctively I dropped my foot to the ground and started sliding my cock between her mounds, Sarah pressing them together. The first blast of cum hit Sarah in the chin and splashed up onto her nose. She licked off as much as she could reach with her tongue while the rest of my orgasm unloaded sperm on her chest and tits and neck. I paused, jerked and flinched, the head on my penis becoming hyper-sensitive. Sarah lifted my penis from between her tits guiding it to her mouth, cleaning me off, moaning with each swallow. Sarah released me and proceeded to scoop up all the cum she could licking and sucking it from her fingers never spilling a single drop. "Thank you Steve." She finally said sucking the dollop of cum hanging on the end of my cock, now convinced my deposits were complete. "I should thank you." "Shhhh. I enjoyed that as much as you did. Maybe more." Sarah kissed my cock a couple of times before standing and hugging me. I placed my hand Sarah's yoga pants feeling the outline of her pussy. I looked at her "May I return the pleasure." The thought of licking Sarah's pussy shot a jolt through my semi-soft penis which Sarah was still grasping. "Umm, he still has some life in him." And she squeezed my cock. "Maybe another morning, another time. I so much enjoyed drinking your cum this morning that I want that memory to stimulate me all day. If you eat me and make me cum, I will lose some of the purity of having your cock and cum inside my mouth." She kissed me then released me and picked up her tank top. "You better be on your way or you will miss your train. I'm looking forward to our next class together." I was speechless watching Sarah walk out of the room. I gathered my senses, shook myself trying to grasp how I had just experienced a long held fantasy. I dressed, packed my bag and made my way out front. Sarah was sitting on her stool behind the desk with a towel wrapped around her. Before I could speak Sarah started, "Thank you again Steve. I really enjoyed that this morning. This has to be our secret though. I'm pretty sure management wouldn't approve and I can't have your hockey buddies showing up here thinking all the instructors here give blow jobs after class." "Sarah, I would never tell anyone. It will be our secret. And I have no expectations it will ever happen again." "Well, it certainly wasn't planned, I just got so horny this morning seeing you shave and then feeling your skin against my breasts put me over the top." I smiled knowing how horny I was watching her all morning. Knowing I had almost masturbated in the shower thinking about fucking her. I nodded. "Our secret Sarah. But just so you know, you're a hell of a yoga instructor, so if you see me in a lot of your classes, it is your instruction that will keep me coming back." Sarah beamed a smile at me, "Wow. Okay then. See you soon." "See you soon Sarah." I turned to leave hoping my newly sprouted erection had escaped Sarah's notice. What a vision she was sitting there. Her cleavage readily apparent at the top of her towel and at the bottom her thighs up to their tops, some of her ass cheek hanging out. If she hadn't had her legs crossed her pussy would have been fully exposed and I would have thought it an invitation to bend her over the counter and take her. Alignment Pt. 02 Friday morning my wife and I walked into the studio talking about our plans for the weekend and not paying attention to anything happening around us. "Hey, good morning you two. I see we haven't lost you yet." It was Sarah, smiling and seemingly happy to see us. "Hey Sarah." My wife returned the greeting. "How's your core coming along?" "Great! Just great. Though my abs are feeling a little stiff and tired." "They will get used to the work in no time." Sarah encouraged. "And you, I'm sure you need lots of help with your alignment right?" "Guilty as charged." "Okay. I was sitting here thinking about what I would do in class today. As I have an experienced class I should be able to call out the postures and do a hands on class. This will be good. See you two in class." We were laying in savasana. I heard Sarah tip toe into the class and start her drum music. "Okay class. Let's all slowly get to a standing position and start our warm up and breathing." We all stood up on our mat and began to inhale and exhale in unison, each time trying to expand our lungs a little more. "Today I will be a hands on guide. I know what each of you is trying to work on and trying to improve. In each posture I will visit one or two of you." Sarah was walking around the room while she was talking and near the end of her speech was walking towards me. "Okay class, let's begin with Tree pose." And Sarah was behind me. "Okay Steve. Try to remember our private lesson." 'How could I forget our 'private lesson'', I thought to myself. I was trying to do all Sarah had taught me. "Very good Steve." Sarah placed her hands on my chest. "Your chest is nicely opened. Your pelvis is level and pressing up meaning your abs are engaged." Her hands went to my hips then across my abs. "We still need to work on getting that knee back a bit further. Try to engage these muscles back here a little more." Sarah's hand moved to my ass and her fingers slid just far enough between my legs to squeeze my balls against my scrotum without anyone noticing. I smiled at her coolness. "Okay class switch." And Sarah moved on to my wife, helping her to engage her core during tree and another lady instructing her to level her hips. Sarah was wearing white yoga capris and a snug light blue t-shirt. No bra. The next visit I got from Sarah was during the Warrior series. Warrior II to be exact. I always loved this posture but Sarah would make me love it more for several reasons. "Not bad Steve, but this is a very challenging and rewarding posture. We're going to do this in steps. First your hips and shoulders. Let's get those aligned." Sarah placed her hands on my hips sliding me towards my left foot then my right until she found a place where my hips were level. "Again we have to open your chest and lift your arms a little." Sarah ran her hands across my chest skillfully dragging her nails over my nipples though no one in the class could tell she was doing that. My balls and cock twitched. "Good. Now we want to tip that pelvis forward and up." Sarah placed a hand just above my pubic and her other hand low on my ass. As she said "Now tuck this under." Her fingers once again pressed against my balls." She was sneaky. Sarah continued moving around the class. As we finished our standing series Sarah announced that she was going to visit each of us during our savasana imploring us to consider it a posture and not just a lay-down. Sara continued to give us pointers while we were getting positioned on our mats. Sarah moved about the class. I could hear her whispering to each person as she visited them but was unaware where precisely she was in the room. "Hi Steve" Sarah purred into my ear startling me from calm. "You do this pretty well. You listen so well. You could be my little slave I think Steve. That would be so fun. But for now I'm just going to make two adjustments. We need you to flatten your hips and then we need to release your cock. Like a good boy you're going to let me reach up under your shorts and pull your cock and balls out from under that silly liner and you're not going to move or make a sound while I'm doing it." Sarah moved down between my legs lightly pressed down on my hips then smoothly slid her hands up under my shorts, under the liner, placed one on my cock and balls looping the other around the liner and pulling it to the side releasing my equipment so it was now hanging freely under my shorts. "Well done Steve," Sarah whispered giving my cock one last squeeze before moving onto the next student. I laid there in savasana, my focus now trained on trying to supress the erection Sarah had stirred up with her adjustments. My cock and balls hung freely which was fine during the floor postures. There were a couple of time I felt or saw some portion of my stuff hanging outside my shorts. No one else noticed, except maybe Sarah who was stealing glances my way when she passed my place on the floor. Sarah continued moving about the class I stole glances at her when I could admiring the fit of her yoga pants, the growing definition of her camel toe as the crotch of her pants worked its way between her labia and the way her t-shirt clung to her breasts a little more with each drop of sweat that oozed from her body. The next time Sarah came by was when we were in pigeon. You start in downward dog, raise one leg up then let it flow down flaring your knee up towards your armpit, then laying yourself as flat as you can. I love the stretch I feel in my glutes, hip and thigh in this posture. "Pretty good Steve, but don't rush to get your chest on the floor. Let's raise it up a bit and get your ass a bit lower. You feel a better stretch in the right places." Sarah was leaning over me. She placed a hand on my chest with light pressure encouraging me to sit taller. But, like a good magician her hand on my chest and her face close to my ears were all misdirection. Her right hand slid down over my butt and between my legs cupping my exposed testicles. She massaged and plied them well directing me to alter my posture. "Good. Now try to be tall again reaching your chest to the mirrors while keeping your hips low to the ground." The little witch had expertly wrapped her thumb and middle finger around my sack in and 'OK' configuration trapping my balls and was now tugging them down towards the floor. I grunted a little. "Does that feel good my little slave? Should I pull a little harder? They feel so nice and big trapped in the palm of my hand, and so very vulnerable." She squeezed them a little. "Switch sides everyone." Sarah knelt beside me while I went through downward dog and pulled my other knee up to stretch the other side. My balls and erection were fully outside my shorts but no one noticed except for Sarah whose position on the floor was blocking anyone from having a side view of my predicament. "Beautiful Steve. Much better. Do you feel the stretch here, here, here and here?" "Yes. The stretch in much better, especially in the last place you indicated." Sarah had reached under me and pulled my cock back between my legs and was calmly kneeling beside me stroking it. Sarah gave my cock an extra squeeze in response to my comment. "Okay class. Let's switch to cobbler." Before I could move Sarah swung around in front of me, between me and the mirrors. I knew when I sat up my balls and cock would be hanging out of my shorts. I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths trying to focus on anything besides Sarah. My erection subsided enough that it wouldn't pointing to the ceiling when I spun around. "That looks better already Steve. I don't think you will need as much pressure to hold down your knees this time." Sarah draped her knees over my legs instead of placing her heels on my thighs. She wiggled closer to me until my toes were pressing against her cunt. I glanced down at her chest. Her nipples were pointing straight at me, sitting high, asking to be fondled, pinched and sucked. "Okay class. There's a simple way to know if your heels are too close to your crotch. Try wiggling your toes. If you can't do it easily or it's uncomfortable, just let your heels slide out half an inch or so. Go ahead now and try to wiggle your toes." "Sarah looked at me with a wicked little grin. "Come on Steve. Wiggle your toes. I need to have some fun too." That last sentence said in a whisper meant only for me to hear. I wiggled my toes against Sarah's pussy. My cock hardened. Sarah closed her eyes and smiled then flipped herself off my legs. "Okay Mary. I need to check you in this posture before I release everyone into their final savasana. Everyone remember those adjustments I made for you during savasana in the middle of class. I will be coming around to make a quick check on everyone before you go." When Sarah lifted her legs off of me I adjusted myself as quickly as I could so no one would see my exposed genitals. No one was looking really and my erection quickly subsided. As nonchalantly as possible I tucked my balls and cock under my shorts though they were still hanging outside the liner. Sarah was done with Mary and we all laid down in savasana. Sarah quickly made her rounds spot checking everyone. When she reached me she started by kneeling at my head, bending down and whispering to me, "You were good today Steve. Very good. Stop by before you head to the showers if you don't mind." She leaned over me pressing down on my hips then slid a hand in my shorts and pulled the liner over my cock and balls. She stood up and as quietly as she could said "Well done today everyone, feel free to leave when you're ready." No sooner had she finished talking when I heard people getting up and heading for the door. Margaret came over to me seconds later "I have to run to a meeting hun, I will see you at home tonight" and she was gone. I took a few deep breaths and recounted the practice. I wondered about Sarah playing with my balls and cock and her comment about being her little slave. I took a couple of deep breaths to settle my mind then made my way out to the lobby. Sarah was acknowledging two women who were leaving when I entered the reception area. Without looking at me Sarah said, "You're really pretty good you know Steve. I mean considering you've only been back at it a week or so you're doing well." "Thanks Sarah. You're a good guide which I'm sure is a big part of my progress. Is there..." "No Steve. You're a good pupil. I could see a huge improvement in the postures we worked on last week." Sarah interrupted me. "And today you maintained your focus so well even with the all the distractions you had in there." I looked around to see if Margaret was coming out. I was feeling a little edgy with all that had transpired in the last hour. "Don't worry Steve. I will watch for Margaret. Besides, she's the last one in there so when we hear the locker room door open, that will be your wife." Sarah briefly changed the subject, "You know, I can never figure out how people can work out for an hour, get all sweaty and icky and then put on a coat, get in their car and drive home without stopping to take a shower." I shrugged my shoulders in agreement. "Today there were a few postures where I noticed your alignment is suffering a bit. I'm just not sure what order to work on them yet. Not to worry, when I figure out if any of the issues are related we will work on those at the same time." "Thanks Sarah. I look forward to getting your help. Is there anything else?" "Gee Steve. I was expecting at least a thank you for giving your balls such a nice massage in class. Last class you and your wife commented on how great my class ending massage was." Before I could answer the woman's locker room door opened. Margaret strode into reception. "Hey you two, talking about anything interesting?" "Nah," Sarah was quick to respond, "Just a small meeting of the mutual admiration society. Me telling Steve how well he's doing. Steve telling me what a great instructor I am and what great hands I have." "I can agree with two out of three of those statements," Margaret offered, "But you have to stop telling Steve he's doing well. He doesn't need that type of encouragement." Margaret gave me a quick kiss then ran out the door. "See you later hun." Margaret was gone before I could answer. "Well, it's just you and me now Steve." Sarah said walking over to lock the door. "There are so many things I could do you to you and I know you would respond so well, but maybe today I will just let you think about that while you go and take your shower." Sarah walked over to me, looped her arm through mine and started walking me to the men's locker room. "Did it feel good when I was touching you in class today? You know, I've never done that before. It was just so damn exciting for me. I was so close to putting my head between your legs and sucking your balls into my mouth." We were just outside the men's locker room. I dropped my mat and towel and pushed Sarah up against the wall. Before she could say anything I had my mouth over hers in a deep French kiss. I didn't wait for any foreplay. I hooked my fingers into her waistband and tugged her yoga pants down so they were mid-thigh. I shot my right hand between her legs and my left under her tank top straight to her right tit. My right hand worked furiously to get to her pussy pulling her thong to the side, hooking the back string around her left buttock. Sarah was too busy gathering herself and trying to spread her legs so I could get at her pussy to get her hands anywhere on me. Her pussy was wet and slippery, her nipple hard. Her kisses grew more intense and were flavored with repeated moans. My fingers were in and out of her pussy and rolling over her clit as best they could in the confined space of her trapped thighs. Sarah finally dropped her arms, I thought to start playing with my cock that was trying to burst out of my shorts. Instead she grabbed her pants and started wiggling out of them finally finding a way to get a knee free and a foot out of one of the legs. "God yeah. Two fingers. Three!" I obliged her request. Sarah didn't care about me at this point. I had both hands exploring her ass and pussy. She had wrapped her arms around my neck and was kissing me and imploring me to finger her harder and rub her clit more. She finally pulled her lips away from mine and started pushing my head down. "Eat me. Get your head between my legs and eat me like you've haven't eaten pussy for a year." I was on my knees. Sarah had a hand full of my hair jamming my head into her cunt. She draped her right leg over my shoulder. "Finger me. Use three fingers. NOW." I jammed three fingers into her. She tilted her pelvis forward trying to help me hit the right spots with my tongue and fingers. Sarah's labia were shaved bare. Her pussy was topped with a well-trimmed yet bushy triangle of pubic hair. When her second hand grabbed the back of my head I knew she was close. Her right thigh started squeezing my head and her hands were pressing my face so hard against her pussy the only thing I could move was my tongue. "Oh Oh Oh Ohhhhhhhhhh" Sarah cried out an illustrious orgasm. "Oh god. Oh god." BANG BANG BANG!! What the hell someone was knocking at the door. Sarah's body was still pulsing out the last few beats of her orgasm. "Shit." Sarah said pushing me away and reaching for her pants. BANG BANG BANG. "Get in the locker room now. I will see who this is." I gathered my things, licking Sarah's pussy juice from my lips while she struggled to pull her sweaty pants on wiggling her bare ass in front of my face. I watched Sarah turn the corner and head for the door her white thong showing through her damp pants was still hooked around the side of her ass. In the change room I slipped out of my sweaty clothes and headed for the shower. The musky smell of freshly eaten sweaty pussy wafted around my nose with every turn or bob of my head. I washed my face last bathing my mind in the heady aroma of Sarah's cunt while I washed the sweat from the rest of my body. I walked to the basin to shave wondering who had been at the door. My cock was heavy with blood from the several erections I had worn at various times and the ever present memory of having my face pressed against Sarah's vulva. I heard the door to the change room open and before I saw her I could hear Sarah. "Look at me. Christ just look at me." Sarah walked in and stood in front of the full length mirror quickly turning so her back then her front were displayed in the mirror. She finally turned to face me her hands out to the side. "Can you fucking believe it? That was your wife. She had dropped her cell phone in the locker room and realized it part way to work. Her and I were crawling around on the floor and finally found it lodged behind one of the benches. Christ. And all I can smell if freshly eaten cunt drifting in the air around us and I look in the mirror and my thong is all scrunched beside my pussy and looped around my ass and my black pubes are creating a grey triangle for everyone to see and my god damn nipples are sticking out so far I could have poked her eyes out if she got too close." "Maybe she didn't notice," I offered trying to calm Sarah down. "Didn't notice. DIDN'T NOTICE! LOOK AT ME!! THE THREE FUCKING BLIND MICE WOULD HAVE NOTICED FOR FUCKS SAKE" "I'm looking Sarah. It's not that noticeable." I said, sputtering out supressed laugh with the last few syllables. "Great so now she thinks we're in here having sex. Why else would the door be locked and me smelling like a freshly used cunt?" "Did she ask why the door was locked?" "Fuck it, I have to shower." Sarah started undressing right there. "Throw me your towel. No. When I opened the door I told her I was in the back. Whatever the fuck that means." "So don't worry. Next time you see her apologize and tell her you were embarrassed. Tell her you were in the bathroom." "Sure. And I couldn't put my underwear on straight when I stood up from wiping my ass? Brilliant Steve. Just brilliant." "So take her aside and tell her you had a great fuck the night before and were in the bathroom masturbating remembering how great it was. She would believe that." Sarah was naked and walking to the shower, grabbing my towel as she walked past me. Fuck she has a great body. "Hmm, now that I could do, and I could sell that. Let me think about that one." I turned and continued shaving while Sarah showered. I was just rinsing my face when Sarah walked out threw me my towel and said "Dry my back for me." No 'Please' or 'Would you mind' just 'Dry my back for me'. Not that I minded. I patted my face dry first then started patting her back. Her body was a thing of beauty. Taut. Lithe. Toned muscles and smooth curves everywhere. "Do my legs to please." She spread her legs a bit and placed her arms akimbo. I bent down a started drying her legs. Her ass was right in front of my face. Her labia perched perfectly between her thighs. I was just finishing her second leg when Sarah said, "Now lick my ass. I love having my ass licked and it's nice and clean right now so lick it for me." Sarah spread her legs a little more and placed her hands on the wall in front of her. Who am I to refuse a beautiful woman who asks such a simple request? My cock was rock hard when I started sliding my fingers over Sarah's thighs. My lips kissed the bottom of each buttock then I slid my tongue along the crease of her nice. "Nice. Very nice. And don't forget to dip your tongue inside once or twice while you're there." My hands kept running up and down Sarah's legs in unison with the passes my tongue was making up and down her ass, my tongue probing deeper with each pass. Alignment Pt. 02 "So nice. You're good at this Steve so I assume you like doing it." "Mmm hmm." I hummed. This time when my hands reached the top or Sarah's thighs I held them there slipping my thumbs between her thighs. My face trailed down to meet them, my tongue waiting while my hands separated Sarah's glorious glutes. "Oh yeah baby. That's the spot." Sarah said in response to my tongue spinning circles around her anus. "Come man. Stop being such a tease. You're driving me crazy! Lick my ass!" Sarah pleaded. With her pelvis tilted back trying to get my tongue on her anus, my thumbs found the base of her pussy and split her labia apart. My tongue dipped into her cunt. "My ass Steve. MY ASS! You've already tasted my pussy now start licking my ass." In her voice I heard the word that she muttered to me in class though I don't think she actually said it just now, in the darker regions of my mind I heard... 'slave'. Sarah reached through her legs with one hand pushing my face and thumbs away from her cunt. She then reached around behind herself placing her hand on the back of my head, mashing my face into her ass. She was so insistent, and I was ready too, I started licking her ass as vigorously and passionately as I could. It was such a nice ass. My tongue was all around it. "That's it baby. Ooo yeah, just like that. And oh god yeah. Suck it just like that." Sarah encouraged me when I started sucking her anus and driving my tongue into her. I slid two fingers into her cunt and curled them forward trying to find her G-spot. "Damn you're talented. I should have you give lessons to all the young guys I sleep with who don't have the first clue how to touch a woman. A little more tongue in my ass please." I obliged her request again. "That's perfect. Now suck up some of your spit from my ass, get your fingers out of me and lick up as much pussy juice as you can. We will finish this exercise another day." I was stunned but did as I was told. I was just finishing lapping at her cunt honey when Sarah pushed me away. "Now stand and give me your best tree." I stood up, took a moment to gather myself then struck the pose. "Nice cock Steve. I love a man with a good solid erection." Sarah said grabbing my cock while she walked around me examining my posture. "Good. Really good. Now as long as you can keep that foot up in the air I'm going to kneel in-front of you and suck your cock. Drop your foot and I stop." I gulped and almost lost my balance. "There there big boy. Don't spoil this before I even get started. Sarah knelt in front of me and took the head of my raging boner into her mouth. Her right hand held my cock at the base rhythmically moving up and down the shaft in unison with her sucking mouth. Her left hand grasped my balls moving between caresses, squeezes and massages. My lord this girl could suck cock. She was good and her work on my balls was moving things along until she would decide to give them a good squeeze which seemed to supress my urge to cum. My leg was getting tired. I had moved my hands onto Sarah's shoulders for some support. Sarah's rhythm paused with my seven inches half buried in her mouth, her lips pressing against her hand. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me. "Don't drop that foot. I'm enjoying this far too much to stop." Her mouth clamped onto my cock again and her lips inched their way down my shaft. Just as her lips reached her hand, her fingers released their grip and moved down to hold my foot in place on my thigh. My leg was relieved to have Sarah's added support. She really didn't want to stop sucking my cock. My focus transferred back to my cock when I felt Sarah's nose pressing against my pubic bone. My wife was good at giving blowjobs but she had never been able to take me entirely into her mouth. The sensations Sarah was providing engulfed my awareness. I moved one hand from Sarah's shoulder to the back of her head. Her mouth found a new rhythm. Longer strokes at the same pace she had established earlier. Every time her nose hit my pubic bone she would pause. Sarah's saliva was dripping down my scrotum, her left hand dutifully massaging her spit into my balls. I had never before been honored with such a skillful no hands blow job. This went on for several minutes. The pressure was building in my testes. Sarah suddenly released my cock and my foot in the same instant. Again she sat back, dribbled a big spit onto her chest between her tits. She looked up at me "Fuck my tits again Steve. I want you to fuck my tits. And when you're ready to cum I want to know so I can drink every last drop of your salty spunk." Sarah sat forward and pressed my cock into her chest. Covered in slippery saliva I started thrusting, watching the head of my cock emerge then disappear between Sarah's glorious mounds. The sensations were different but every bit as stimulating as sliding in and out of Sarah's mouth. The pressure in my scrotum built again. I was just about to speak, to tell Sarah I was about to cum when she grabbed my cock and speared her hot mouth with the head. My knees buckled when the first load of sperm burst out of my dick and filled Sarah's mouth. Wave after wave of cum spilled from me into Sarah's waiting throat. She coughed a couple of times but never let her mouth slip from its duty. My orgasms subsided. Sarah continued to suck my cock causing me to tremble and convulse but she truly wanted to consume every drop I could contribute to her seeming hunger milking my cock with her right hand. "What a great fucking morning this has been. Don't you agree Steve?" "Oh yeah. It was great." "Except for your wife dropping by when you were eating my pussy." "Yeah well." "But I like your idea. I'm going to take her aside next class and let her know how embarrassed I am that she interrupted my masturbation." "I'm not sure how she will respond, but she is pretty open about these things." Sarah kissed my cock once more then stood up and embraced me for a 10 minute make out session. "Too bad you're married Steve or I would adopt you and spend every night and day for two weeks fucking your brains out." "Only for two weeks?" I smiled. "Well, we would have to go out and eat some real food at some point don't you think." Sarah reached between her legs and coated her right hand in her pussy drippings. "You have to leave this on your face and lips all day so that every time you inhale you will be reminded of my sweet pussy." Sarah raised her hand and slowly smeared her goo on my lips, chin and around my nostrils. "Now lick and suck my fingers clean so you have the fresh taste of my cunt married with its sweet aroma." While I licked, Sarah held and squeezed my cock. "You're a sweet man Steve. See you in a few days." Sarah gathered up her things and left. I was hooked. All I could think about the rest of the day with pussy aroma tickling my senses every few minutes was my last encounter with Sarah and what my next would bring. When I got home that night Margaret and I were eating dinner sharing the typical daily small talk when Margaret said, "I dropped my cell phone in the change room this morning." I wondered where this was going so I tried to diffuse things, "Sarah told me that as I was leaving. Said you came back and the two of you found it behind a chair or something. Did you make it to your meeting on time?" "No. I had to dial in from the car but that was okay. Strangest thing though, the door was locked when I came back to the studio and Sarah said you were still there." "I guess I was. Maybe Sarah was sweeping the studio after class or something." "That would have made sense but she said she was in the bathroom and her clothes were somewhat askew." "Really? Hmm. I didn't notice when she let me out. But you know men, we don't notice these things. Maybe she was in the bathroom, or maybe changing to take a shower. You know what it's like getting out of sweaty clothes, maybe she was halfway out when you arrived. I can't imagine trying to put them back on. Maybe she just rushed and had trouble getting them on. Who knows?" "Hmm, maybe." And our conversation ended with that.