Very touchy

You now stand in front of a whole pack of women who are staring directly at your hard, dripping erection. You know there is no point in hiding it anymore, but the urge to do so is still making your mind panic.

“Alright, the first stretch is a reach down to your toes! You for sure know that one, Stallion.” Coach Diana says, who is also staring at your cock with no hesitation.

“Ok, that shouldn’t be too hard…” You think to yourself. You were always a pretty active student in your old school, and reach downs are as easy as they can get.

You stand with your feet side by side, and reach down toward your toes. You reach down, stretch your back as far as it can go, but you just barely reach the top of your shins. You remember being able to do these easily in middle school, but you guess you haven’t been stretching every day for a while.

You can feel your cock slide against your own stomach, which is an odd sensation to say the least. Feeling your pre-cum drip down onto your chest is a strange feeling, one you’re hesitant to call arousing in spite of your continued throbbing.

“Come on, you can reach farther than that!” Coach Diana says. She walks over to you with a “I’m not going to help” smile on her face.

She walks up behind you, giving you a squeeze on the ass, making you yelp. Diana finds this amusing, letting out a small chuckle.

She then lays on top of you, her entire body laying down against your back. Your knees shake as you can feel her entire weight in muscle and well distributed fat crushing you. You can feel her tits pressing against your back, along with her seemingly razor sharp nipples that feel as though they’ve pierced her sports bra.

To make things worse, she reaches under your torso and grabs your cock with both hands, one on the base of your shaft, and the other on your head. Her grip is tight, but not painfully tight like Samantha’s.

“Come on McCoy, reach down like your life depends on it!” she says, and she might just be telling the truth. Her weight against your back could easily leave you folded on the ground, crushed under a beautiful woman, which isn’t a bad way to go to be honest.

But you want to live. So, you reach down as far as you can, legs shaking, knees on the verge of buckling up as you feel Coach Diana’s hands pumping your cock up and down. You feel as if you might just get crushed and cum at the same time, leading to one hell of a news headline.

But eventually you somehow do it! You touch your toes. It only took Coach Diana’s entire weight on your back while she jerked you off to do so, but you did, indeed, touch your toes.

“Good job Heath! I knew you could do it with a bit of encouragement!” Diana says, standing behind you with her hands still around your cock.

“Hmmm~ T-Thanks… uugh~” You say. She still is jerking you off, getting more pre-cum on the ground where you stand. You feel like you’re on the edge, with only a couple more pumps before you start cumming everywhere.

But just before you can climax, Diana stops and lets go of your penis, leaving it throbbing and pulsating for everyone to see.

“Fuck!” You think to yourself. That’s the second time you have been edged today, both by gorgeous and stunning women. You fear any more teasing and you’ll blow like a firecracker.

The girls around you are more than pleased to see you in your state of arousal. They watch the pre-cum dripping out of your tip like raindrops down a car window. Everyone except Samantha, who is busy trying to keep up her own modesty.

“Next we’ll do a slightly easier one. McCoy, why don’t you go ahead and show us the downward dog pose.” Coach Diana says, still talking more to your dick than your face. A lot of the girls start giggling again, as though you’ve missed some joke they aren’t letting you in on.

Slowly, you bend over again, this time arching your body further out, more like an upside down”V”. You take a moment to adjust your hands, before settling on what feels like the right position.

In this pose your cock is pointed straight at the ground, precum falling freely onto the gym floor beneath you, forming a sizable puddle by now. Your ass is pointed up, and you can feel the coach’s stare burning into it.

“Perfect form McCoy. A+ technique. Now, slowly transition into the Cobra pose,” she says, and now even she’s starting to giggle. Suddenly one of the girls speaks up.

“But Coach, Heath has been in Cobra pose this whole time!”

At this point the giggling turns into a much bigger laugh, and you blush as you come to realize why everyone was amused in the first place.

You’re so busy trying to drown out the laughter, you almost fall over when you feel the all too familiar feeling of the coaches hand on your cock again, steadily jerking you off.

“I know, and he’s damn good at it too. In fact, I’d have to say it’s the best Cobra I’ve ever seen!” Coach says. Her words of praise further amplify the feeling of her hand on your cock, but once again she seems to know exactly when to let go.

You quietly stay frozen in downward dog as you wait for the girls jesting to die down. Eventually it starts to quiet again, and you feel a hand on each of your ass cheeks.

“Alright enough teasing. For now, at least. Come on Heath, down you go.” She says, pushing against your butt gently. You begin your slow descent, arching your body forward as you approach the ground. You wince about halfway through, your precum lubed dick touching the ground.

“Ah ah ah, keep going, stud.” Diana says, increasing the **** on your butt. You eventually give in, and move your hips forward. Your cock begins to slowly glide across the floor, making a trail as you go. You feel like you should be finding this gross, but your sensitivity is pushed so high that you can feel your dick twitching more and more from the contact.

When you finally complete the pose, your cock lays fully flat against the floor, drooling viciously as it feels near to bursting. Pushed out in front of you it almost looks like you’re presenting it to the class. Looking out at the class in front of you further increases this feeling, as they all seem to be staring. It doesn’t help that this pose has them all pushing their breasts out, squeezed between their arms. You can’t help but look around at each of them, admiring the different shapes and sizes. You gently feel yourself rocking against the ground, hoping that nobody notices you enjoying the friction against your cock.

Once again your eyes drift to Samantha, and you almost lose your balance. Her perfectly round chest seems to almost defy gravity as it juts out in front of her. You know she told you not to stare, but right now you can’t help it. Luckily she seems to have her eyes closed right now. Evidently she seems to be struggling to hold the pose, as her hips are shaking and she seems out of breath. Strange, it almost looks like she’s-

“McCoy! Quit humping the floor and get up! We have one last stretch!” Coach Diana says, breaking, reminding you that you’ve once again blatantly started enjoying yourself in public. On shaky legs, you stand back up slowly, keeping your eyes away from anyone else.

“Since Heath is having difficulties controlling himself, we’ll be doing one that lets us keep an eye on his friend here!” Coach Diana says. Then, with impressive movement and flexibility, she bends herself backwards, catching herself with her hands. “We’ll be doing backbends!”

This time you immediately recognize why you can hear girls giggling. This stretch is gonna leave your cock pointed sky high and in plain view of everyone. Not to mention the fact that you aren’t sure you can even do a backbend.

You awkwardly try to bend over backwards, literally, your cock wobbling to and fro for the class's enjoyment. You almost get it a few times, but your struggles are only made worse by the thin layer of precum you’ve coated the floor around you with.

“Ya know, you only have to ask if you want me to help, Heath,” Coach Diana says, smiling smugly at you. You sigh, knowing that if you don’t you’re just gonna keep foolishly wiggling your dick around.

“Um… Coach Diana… I may need some help with this.” You say. Her face brightens into a much bigger, happier smile as she quickly walks in front of you.

“Very well. Just start leaning backwards, and I’ll guide you.” She says in a very motherly tone. You do as she says, her arms holding your back as you struggle to keep your balance. “Easy, easy now. I’ve got you.”

You eventually hit the point of no return, all your focus shifting to keeping your feet on the ground. Coach Diana’s hands slowly move down your torso, before stopping at your waist. There’s a power in her grip that’s very intimidating, and you get the feeling that if you went limp she could easily hold you up on her own.

“Now, plant your hands.” She says. You do as she instructs, finally getting into the pose. In this position, bursts of precum freely flow down your pulsing cock like a fountain, before running down towards your legs. You bend your head back, and see the upside down view of your classmates loving every second of your display.

“Good. Now hold.” Coach Diana says. For a moment she loosens her grip, and you feel a flash of worry as you feel yourself falling again.

Unfortunately for you, you may have preferred that outcome. What happens instead is your coach moves one hand underneath tightly gripping one half of your rear. The other, grabs on tight to your erection, and, you guessed it, gently starts rubbing you.

“How nice of you to give me such good places to hold onto. Although, my hand keeps slipping on this long handle of yours, I can’t seem to keep my grip.” She says, speeding her hand up till she may as well be fully jacking you off.

You moan, rolling your head back again, finding that the class has followed suit with your pose. Some of them are facing you, their breasts hanging down to their faces. Others have turned the other way, their legs slightly parted, giving you a view of their tightly bound privates. You try to stop yourself, but can’t prevent your head from moving to Sam’s position. You feel your eyes bug out for a moment as you see Sam has elected the latter of the two positions. Between her legs you see her pussy lips, just barely spread open enough to give you a peek inside.

You don’t care anymore about modesty in that moment. You want to cum. You have to. This view, their watchful eyes, Diana’s masterful hand all mix in a perfect blend of sexual pleasure. You can feel it. Three more strokes and you’ll be a living cum fountain for all these girls to see.

Two more.

One and-

“Oops!” You hear, as you suddenly find yourself flat on your back, lying in your own secretions. “Told you my hand was slipping.”