A Trip to the Gym - Yoga Class

I bought a yoga mat at the gym’s shop and entered the class yoga class. The yoga class was just beginning. There were five women there standing in yoga pants and skimpy tanks on top of their yoga mats in front of the yoga instructor, her name was Kim. They all were college age, and the oldest was Kim who was in her early 30s. Kim was well built blonde with her hair in a ponytail and black yoga top which exposed her firm stomach and black yoga pants.

They didn’t pay me any mind as I stood behind them and placed my yoga mat and stood on it. Was I here to fuck or do yoga. Who am I kidding, I thought looking at all these extremely attractive and fit women in their provocative yoga outfits, doing sensual poses. It would be simply rude not to fuck them all.

“Nameste class,” Kim said putting her hands together and closing her eyes.

“Nameste,” we all said back, myself included.

“Okay, let’s start in a child’s pose. Press your hips to your heels.”

Kim demonstrated the child’s pose, and the class emulated her. They all began the child's pose which had their knees spread apart on the ground, their hands extended, their butts resting on their feet and their forehead placed on the ground. I tried my best to do it but was a bit distracted by all the girls' asses in front of me. I could see a couple of cameltoes and some flesh seeping through the pours of the leggings for some of the women. Some wearing thongs, some wearing nothing. Naughty girls, I thought.

Kim got up and came behind me to place her hand on my back to show me how it’s done. I stiffened. My dick went hard as a rock. Kim went to another girl and did the same. I decided to get up at that time and came up to a girl with dark brown hair tied in a tail and ripped open her grey yoga pants. The yoga student with dark brown hair was still bent over in the child’s pose, her ass sticking towards me. I parted her tiny black thong and placed my dick into her ass while Kim was instructing another student, a red-haired girl with short hair to her shoulder.

I grunted as I assaulted her asshole and impaled her with my dick. My body over the top of her while she sat in the child's pose thrusting into her. I tried to spread her cheeks as wide as possible. I withdrew my dick from her ass in one long motion and her ass was gaping, it looked like a flesh crater between her exposed asscheeks and torn yoga pants. I could hear her breathing become heavy. Kim came over, and I inserted my dick into the brown hair girl’s ass again. Kim placed a hand on brunette’s back as I was knee deep in the dark brunette’s asshole. “Victoria, please relax and center your breath.”

Kim went to the front again and said, “Next come to tabletop hands and knees to a cow pose. Lift your tailbone and drop your belly and roll your shoulders and look to the sky.”

As Victoria adjusted, I withdrew my cock and let her set in her position and I stood there stroking myself. She and Kim and the others were now dropping their heads down and up.

“Okay let’s get in a downward dog position. Tuck your toes and lift your hips to the sky. Make yourself like an upside down V.”

I went towards the red-haired girl with short hair who sat next to Victoria, her name I would find out later was Reagan, and positioned myself behind her as she did the downward dog. I came over behind her and with my hands tore a hole in the crotch area of her yoga pants which bore no panties and exposed her bare lips and drove my dick in her cunt as she had her hips bent up in the position. I was nearly on my toes reaching down to her bent up ass and piledriving into her.

“Try to make your heels touch the ground,” Kim said. Kim got up and wandered and looked at her students in the position, the hole in Victoria’s pants now leaking our love juices on her mat and Reagan with me behind and over her still thrusting myself in her warm pussy. Kim went to Reagan and adjusted her shoulders so it relaxed, it still being tense. I could hear Reagan hold back her moans and her chest moving up and down.

“Okay let’s get into a plank position, hug your belly into your ribs and lower down slowly,” Kim said as she wandered. I withdrew from Reagan’s cunt wanting to let her get into her position.

I walked towards Kim who was still walking around in a circle and examining her students and back to the front of the class. I tore a hole in her yoga pant's crotch area as well and got her into a full nelson position behind her.

“Now this is a yoga pose I love,” I said.

She was wearing no panties, her wet cunt was dripping at this point probably from watching her students getting fucked. I put her firm and flexible body on me in the full nelson yoga pose and moved her up and down like a ragdoll. She was still giving yoga instructions in between her panting, my hands on the back of her neck and tossing her up and down on my cock with reckless abandon. I held her up again and withdrew from her cunt and placed her hips towards my dick, my dick lined up with her ass and resumed the full nelson on her, gliding her bowels against my dick. I carried her from student to student so she can examine her students and give them instructions. Victoria and Reagan were in the bridge position, their backs and shoulder touching the floors, their knees bent up, their face looking at the sky. I squatted down and placed Kim's cunt right above Victoria's face and kept ramming while Kim massaged her clit violently, Kim's juices squirting on Victoria's concentrated face as they kept in the bridge position. I did the same for Reagan and the rest of the students.

After a few minutes of this, and her yoga instructions still coming out, I was close. I withdrew and made sure to make sure each student had a taste of their teacher’s ass and went around sticking my dick in their mouths and ass one by one while they were in various yoga poses and Kim doled out instruction.

Yoga class ended after an hour. Kim was now covered in my semen and sweat. Kim bowed, her face still covered in globes of semen and spit and said “Namaste”.

At which, the class said, “Namaste” back, they too all had ripped yoga pants and dripping with sweat and my bodily fluids, their faces painted with Kim's and other members drippings as well as mine. I was lying back on my yoga mat huffing, out of breath and utterly spent.

Who knew yoga could be so tiring.