Kneeling in the Grass

Johnny smiled at his two panting yoga students, pleased at the degree to which they had worked each other up. For a moment, he started to consider a new career as a yoga instructor— a room full of women in spandex following his every word? But, he reminded himself, pretty much everybody had to listen to him now, so there was no point in committing to a weekly timeslot & a studio space.

Still. The spandex was nice.

Johnny was still pondering what the next “lesson” should be when he spotted a familiar figure on a park bench across the way: Marissa Wong, a beautiful girl in one of his classes who had featured prominently in his fantasies all year. Johnny knew this was too good a chance to pass up, but didn’t want to leave his students in suspense, so he turned to the two waiting women & racked his brain for some instructions to keep them busy.

Unfortunately, Johnny’s knowledge of yoga poses ended at downward dog, so he had to improvise somewhat:

“Okay, you two, this next pose is called... uh... the eager servant.” The two girls nodded slowly as Jeannie raised a curious eyebrow, clearly amused.

“First, you’re going to kneel in the grass here... great, perfect Hannah. That’s right,” he encouraged, in what he hoped was a professional & confident tone as the trim girl obediently took her place next to him. “Now put your arms behind your back, holding your elbows. Very good!” He took a moment to admire the two patient faces awaiting his next instructions. Why not go all the way, right?

“Perfect! You two are quick learners, have you done this pose before?” Jeannie laughed appreciatively behind them.

“Finally, ladies—and this is the important part!—to get the most out of this pose, you’re going to need to...” Johnny fumbled for a moment, trying to think of a delicate, yoga-themed way to spin it. Embody eagerness? Visualize the servant? Milk the spirit? He grossed himself out a bit with that last one, & ultimately decided it was better to tell it like it is.

“...you’re gonna need to suck some cocks.” he finished with a self-assured smile. Better not to leave any ambiguity, right? “I’m going to go say hi to a friend real quick, but while I’m gone, I want you to offer everyone that passes free oral sex. You got that?”

His smile widened as he looked around the park at the passerby he knew would not turn such an offer down. The nearby teens had long since stopped throwing their frisbee in favor of staring slack-jawed at the pair, unsuccessfully trying to look cool despite their obvious interest & arousal.

“This will, uh, open up the spiritual connection to your fellow man, enrich your... chakras... and, uh...” he fumbled for a third mystic-sounding platitude before settling on something he knew to be true. “...and it’ll be really hot. So make sure you enjoy yourself! You better have at least three orgasms under your belt & on your face by the time I come back, understood?”

The two girls nodded obediently, Hannah even opening her mouth & sticking out her tongue to emphasize the fact. Johnny waved the teens over. This should be fun.

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What happens next? Do we follow Johnny to his next encounter with Marissa, or stick around to see the yoga girls service all comers in the park? Are there any twists in their next yoga lesson? Comments, requests, suggestions & new chapters appreciated/encouraged!