My sexy yoga pose
“Put your hands and knees!”
When you gave the order, without delay, I quickly fell into the thick carpet. My body gladly complied with his desire for your domination. My determined mind, knowing that only you could make me want to submit. It was visceral.
At that point, realizing that I had held my breath, a clumsy inhalation occurred while trying not to move. You see, when I’m on, my body has to move and I wasn’t sure I wanted you to know quite yet.
“Now arch your back and stick your bottom.”
I could feel my southern lips starting to pulsate. The next breath that came out felt restrained like an escaped erotic pinch, then a squirming. So much for the holdout… Did someone turn up the heat? Standing above me, I could say that you take great pleasure in my obedience.
Catch me off guard from behind, you landed a few unexpected slaps on each cheek. Surprised, my body stretched for a while as it took the thuds on my still covered. You knew that the heat that was starting to shine from my back would be happy to start my engine running.
Leaning closer, you started to examine my cat-cow yoga pose. Was my back arched enough? Were my arms strong and straight? Was my background available? Yes, of course they were.
My jaw tightened itrasaute as you slowly knelt beside me. Your closeness accentuated the blood that was beating in my veins. No one else had ever made me feel that way. It was true, only you had the power to make me want to do… Well, anything.
Then, in my ear, the sweet and sexy whisper began.
“I’ll strip you slowly and watch you squirm even more. So I’m going to do things to your body. Things I’ve only dreamed of.
Chills, I listened attentively. Your words and direct tone combined made my pucker with anticipation and triggered the setortiller completely. I wondered how your hands would feel like undressing me one garment at a time. And how I would feel when you saw me and touched me.
Our thoughts, desires and actions were this unique moment. Almost out of breath, you got closer to me. So close, that the exuding heat of our bodies began to mingle.
The direct correlation between your deep, thick voice and the glince between my legs was unmistakable. What would it be like to be naked on my hands and knees for your pleasure?
I was wondering if you realized what effect you had on my mind and in my body. Would abandonment bring us completely to a new level of excitement and pleasure? There was really no point in asking because once stripped, we were both going to find out. This increasing level of excitement has provided me with an out-of-body experience.
Unlike the surprising slaps a few minutes earlier, your fingers landed gently on my lower back. With your eyes, they slightly surveyed my entire outline with deliberate intent. I felt like I was evaluating the terrain to find out how to discover his treasure. Like in a trance, my eyes were closing.
“Come on your knees. It’s time to get rid of your clothes.
Opening my eyes a little so as not to compromise my balance, I got up as planned. Reaching towards me, your fingers began to unbutton my shirt from the collarbone to the waist. As I vibrated, I felt sparks coming out of my fingertips. My nipples were getting up.
“Look me right in the eye.”
My head has lifted and I have my eyes closed on yours. The intensity between us went through me and touched my heart. Lost in this unexpected moment, we both paused to catch our breath.
Then your eyes fell when you watched my shirt slip into my arms. I could feel your look like my black lace bra was revealed. Your face, near mine, made my flaking of excitement rise. Instinctively, I almost looked away. But I didn’t. The discomfort was strangely well received.
Both out of breath, you continued to unbutton, then unpack and slid my pants down. I helped you remove them, and then I was ordered, in my bra and panties, to return to the pose of your choice.
Being almost completely exposed makes the surface of my skin feel cooled while under a boil was wrong. My desire for you to swallow me right away and there filled my mind: Please take me now. You stopped. I fell.
“Assume the right alignment in your pose.”
Uh-oh, my background wasn’t far enough away. Before I finished this thought, you were already spanking me. This time, discovered it stung and shake my whole body as the sounds erupted from my opening, mouth panting. My was getting more and more juicers with each blow, and my mind was blinded by the physical attention I was getting.
Our sounds together must have awakened “your inner beast.” So much so that with a focused deliberation, while always dressed and on your knees, you maneuvered behind me and began to drive your way between my legs. With my thighs open and my lace panties still on, you pushed your erect lying tight lying against me as if we were adapting. We did …
Our kidneys were on fire. I was impatient and I wanted you to be in me. Excited while feeling your hardness pressing against me added oil on the private bonfire.
Then you momentarily backed away. It cooled our connection and allowed my legs to move together. Just close enough for you to slowly take down my panties, the last obstacle to your treasure.
The first exposure for your visual pleasure was my rounded background. Then my crack with my shaved lips underneath. I heard your breath stop halfway as you saw my secret place for the first time.
Letting my panties go, they fell to their knees. You let your breath go. I couldn’t help but swing into my now perfect pose.
I can see my red handprint on your. You laughed. “A pretty sight…”
Recognizing my complete exposure makes my legs tremble.
Let’s start by making your jealous, okay?
I knew it meant you brought an cap. Once, you told me that pulling a cork in and out of my bottom hole would be a very sexy activity. Having fantasized about this exact activity, I fully agreed with you. But now that it was really happening, it gave me butterflies in my belly.
Through the lubrication process, you explained that you chose this socket because you wanted to watch my body’s reaction as it went slowly in and out of my anus. On the fire just listening, I witnessed your agility with the cap slipping into your hands. You kept looking between the cork and me.
Preparing to be busy, my hole pinched waiting. The excitement mixed with embarrassment kept my position stable so as not to receive another spanking.
“Okay, bow your back over so I can see everything more clearly. We don’t want to get into the wrong hole do we?
By lifting my stocking even more while lowering my head to the ground, I was unable to respond verbally. Instead, I moaned and shook my head, do not know what I agree.
You started by tapping the plug at my will hole several times. Press, press, press… my breath was held back as we both focused on the same hole. Knowing that you were intensely looking at my most private places made everything shudder. I was wondering if you could say …
Playing at my entrance was even more exciting than I had imagined. You ordered me to suck it and rip it off. Knowing that you were watching closely, I don’t know who was getting more fun from this “sexy activity.”
My body wanted to sit down and swallow the whole socket then and there. But when I pressed back and tried, you ripped it off. Teasing me made me want more … I moaned with disappointment again this time. You smiled mischievously when you made me wait. Then you pushed the smooth candle all the way in, just after my inner sphincter. Oh… I had to catch my breath to acclimatize to this next level of invasion.
At that point, I wasn’t sure what you were doing. I only knew how incredibly intimate and sexy it felt that you kept pushing the plug further into my missing. My knees wobbled as my looked from below. He was indeed beginning to become envious.
Tuned in, you reached down with your nimble fingers and pulled on my lips, giving me some relief. But my body required deeper penetration. Impulsively, I started to flip back and forth on your socket as you held it. Together, we started a rhythm that satisfied both of us. One of the most erotic moments, ever.
“I’m going to let go. I want to watch you hold it in place. It’s better not to go out!
Always in perfect yoga alignment, I did what I was told.
Not noticing your movement while I was clutching my stockings well, I suddenly found you lying on your back with your head between my knees. You looked at me and you looked directly at me in my private. I couldn’t help but moan.
With your grip always held securely in my, my was getting juicy. So damp it could have dripped on your face. You didn’t seem to care.
I couldn’t leave your eyes looking at my lower hemisphere completely exposed. I hadn’t even noticed that my agitations and moans had persisted. You did it. With your straight legs, I can tell you were harder and fuller in your pants. I was desperately over.
Your hands shook my cheeks. By clenching my fingers, they felt strong and sure of what they wanted. Completely lost, spreading my legs further, you pulled me down closer to your face. I could feel your deep hot breathing blowing between my lips and on my clititme.
We both wanted your mouth on me. It was necessary. With the legs as wide as they might be, I slowly sat back. Realizing that my lower lips were about to embrace yours, I took another tight breath and finished my passage on your face.
As you looked, your lips started sucking mine and your teeth slightly nibbled at my clitoris. Then I felt your tongue slip me. My head almost exploded as my began to get her wish.
The socket slipped silently, knowing that his turn had passed…
Erotic yoga time