Yoga Is Quite Deep

I tried to get comfortable as I sat there. I got my breathing under control as I gazed at all the women around me posing in various positions.

Man, yoga was so damn sexy. And healthy apparently. One of the health benefits being improved blood circulation.

I could attest to that. And I wasn’t even taking part.

My dick was getting all the benefits though. Like right now. So soon after blowing my most recent load I was just about ready to go again. This would be destroying any record I’ve ever set for myself. No, this left my records behind in the dust.

There was no way I would have been able to keep this up in my world. I would have become a dried-out husk hours ago. But not here. Not in this weird all-female dimension that I may have been spirited away to.

Here I had the stamina of a horse… if horses went for that long. I really didn’t know. Did big dicks equal lots of stamina?

Anyway, the girls were still going through their poses. Each consecutive one had me drooling and panting again. It wasn’t long before I was once again going around the room touching and feeling my way to nirvana. Or enlightenment. Or whatever the yoga practise led people to.

I groped and I motorboated, I sniffed and I licked, I humped and I humped. And I humped some more.

Right now they were all in the wheel pose. Their hands and feet on the floor as they lifted their bodies up, bellies towards the ceiling. It reminded me of the pose they did before where they held their ankles above them with their bellies on the floor. This looked like the reverse of it.

They had to go through a couple other poses to get there, like the reverse table pose which was pretty sexy. This one, however, was sexy in its own way. The fact that most of the ladies' present had large breasts trying to spill out of their tops had everything to do with it.

I was currently rubbing my face on the chest of a girl wearing a maroon tank top and ankle length black leggings. Her hair was brown and tied up in a ponytail, however, some hair escaped and was now hanging to the ground.

Her tits were quite big at a D-cup and were hanging down towards her face. I couldn’t help but want to push my face into those pillows. I breathed in so deeply of her scent, which smelled like mint and spices for some reason, that I quickly became lightheaded. My sense of balance slightly askew.

I even went and licked at her face like the perverted dog that I had become. All my trepidation lay forgotten as I tried to get my fill of woman flesh. And not once did I see her face blanch or balk at being treated like that. The way everyone ignored me only revved up my arousal to worrying heights.

Worrying, if I didn’t already not give a damn. The animalistic part of my mind was doing all the thinking. With everything feeling real and that no one reacted to me doing all this, all other mental functions took a back seat as I got up and pressed my cock against her passive, yet slightly straining face.

She continued to look on as if through me as I humped her cheeks, nose and mouth. I trailed the tip of my dick all across her face like a blind man might run his finger across braille. I ran my bulbous head along her smooth lips, poked indents into her cheeks and traced her jaw-line.

I then moved up to her neck and poked and traced against her throat. All the way up until I sheathed my dick into the warm embrace of her cleavage. I pushed her breasts together with my hands as I thrusted a little, but I quickly found out that this positioning was a little awkward.

I tried to thrust some more but it was a little tiring to try and get any real pleasure in that position. So I went back to the poking aspect. I poked into each breast, both over the clothes and into the skin that was uncovered.

And before she had to change position I knew I definitely had to try getting it into her mouth. Even though it would likely be more awkward to thrust in there at a lower angle. But god dammit if I didn’t try!

I lowered back down to her face, tracing a line the whole way. Down her chest—or rather, up her chest. Up her neck. Onto her chin and now back on her lips.

Knowing that she wasn’t likely to open her mouth for me, I reached down to open it myself. I pushed my fingers into her mouth and pried open her jaw a little.

“Don’t bite.” I told her. I wasn’t sure if it registered or not but I didn’t feel her teeth when I pushed my dick into her upside-down mouth.

I immediately heaved a sigh at the hot and wet feelings of her breath and tongue on my cock. I tried thrusting a little to get further inside but fully expected the slight burning sensation in my legs from crouching to her level for so long. I kept the one-sided upside-down blowjob to a minimum and before long I was exiting and standing up to stretch my legs.

Of course, that didn’t stop me from keeping my hands from roaming around on her though. I stood beside her and kept grabbing her tits as I got over the burning in my thighs and calves. I even ran my hands down her stomach to rub her pussy through her black leggings.

But almost as soon as I did that the instructor moved again. She brought her body to rest on the mat beneath her and got up into a sitting position with her legs crossed.

"Now bring it in for an easy pose." Was all she said. Not too sure what she meant by easy, though. All she was doing was sitting cross-legged. But I suppose that it was pretty easy to sit like that.

Everyone around me lowered themselves back to the ground before sitting up and crossing their legs. The woman that I had been poking was now also upright and giving me a nice view down her top. I gave her chest one last grope before I stepped away from her mat.

I had a feeling that this lesson would be ending soon. So, I looked around for possibly my last bit of fun before moving on. They all looked so sexy and tempting. I didn't know who to choose. Then I looked over at the teacher herself.

A woman with dirty blonde hair tied into a bun, wearing a grey leotard that could barely contain those D-cup breasts. Long and slim, yet toned legs wearing white leg-warmers. Lips that looked like they were made to suck dick. And hips that called for the act of baby-making. Hmm...

Who better to finish this lesson up with than the instructor herself?

I made my way to her through the gaps between students and stood directly in front of her. She and everyone else were now sitting in a meditative state, either with their eyes closed or half-lidded. I stood directly in front of the grey leotard wearing instructor and looked her over. I greedily took in every inch of her with my eyes as I took my dick in hand and jerked it right before her face. Seeing her face with a tranquil expression and my man-meat just inches away from her nose had me smiling once again like an idiot.

These situations were just too ridiculous. All the things I've done today ran through my mind as I drank in the sight of the instructors face with its light make-up. None of what I had been doing made any bloody sense, but damn if it wasn't the sexiest experience I've ever had. Blatant public sex with random strangers with no repercussions. Every time I think about it I get dizzy with lust and excitement. And in moments like this were I'm doing something so clearly perverted, no one reacts. That's what's making me so lightheaded right now as I worship this woman with my eyes.

But jerking it wasn't all that I wanted to do here. I was definitely going to plunge it into her mouth. But it was for two reasons. One: because blowjobs were amazing. Two: because at any moment she could finish the lesson before I blow my next load. I wanted to shove my cock in that enticing mouth and keep her from calling out any more to the class. Hopefully that would work.

Now, with the way she was sitting, it occurred to me that trying to put my dong between her lips would make for a very awkward position. Much like before with that other student in the... err, was it the bow position? Upward bow? Whatever. I was going to have to figure something out.

I looked down at her toned legs trying to see a way to position my feet somewhere. Perhaps if I spread my legs to either side of her thighs? She didn't seem to be taking up too much space with her legs.

I stepped forward and placed my feet on either side of her legs, just so. Now my dick was poking straight into her cheek before sliding to the side of her face. Still her face remained tranquil.

For a moment I just humped her face a little, relishing in the soft feel of her skin. I dragged my balls across from one cheek to the next and then across her forehead for good measure. I drew random shapes with the tip of my dick over her lips and nose. I pressed my junk hard against her nostrils so that all she could smell was me. And the power trip I was getting from this silly activity was making me lightheaded again.

I held onto her head and kept mushing my genitals all over her face before I finally leaned down and whispered to the instructor, "Open your mouth. And don't use your teeth."

Wordlessly she did as I told her to. Her lips parted and I felt her hot breath on my dick briefly. Her eyes were still closed as she sat there meditating, with her mouth hanging open and a penis in front of her face.

I poised myself for the entry. I held her with one hand while using my other to aim directly into her mouth. And without further ado I slid myself in, a deep sigh escaping my lips. The hot and moist sensations of a sexy woman's tongue and saliva assailing my senses. It felt so good and distracting that I almost forgot to go in all the way.

I reigned in my focus and pushed in until I couldn't push anymore. There seemed to be some resistance though, as my tip seemed to meet the back of her throat. Surprisingly she didn't gag or **** on the foreign invasion. I looked oddly down at her. Shouldn't she be sputtering right now?

Nothing about her seemed to suggest that she was in any discomfort at all. That tranquil expression hadn't left her face. Despite the cock in her mouth.

Maybe this world's ability to ignore me extended even to face-fucking? Who knows...? It's not like this made any sense from the start. So, why not allow me to deepthroat someone without any realistic consequences? Sounds good to me.

To make sure that was the case I tried to push even further into the instructor's mouth. I knew I was at the entrance to their throat but I couldn't quite get there. I just kept bumping up against her uvula, which, oddly wasn't making her want to throw up.

After a few angled thrusts I managed to slip the rest of my man meat into her mouth, all the way into her throat. And not once did she gag or cough. Her lips were sealed around my girth at the base, my pubes tickling her nose and my balls against her chin, and she still looked like she was having a good ol' time meditating. No tears streaming down her face whatsoever. I could even feel her breathing through her nose evenly.

Either this girl was moonlighting as a professional porn star, or maybe every girl in this world could take ignoring my cock to the max. Which was insanely hot to contemplate. The thought of shoving my junk down throats without having to worry about **** anyone to **** seemed like a fun afternoon activity.

But right now, the feeling of being enveloped in a woman's warm mouth was distracting me from anymore thoughts. The sensations in my lower half were calling for more attention. And attention I gave it in spades.

I made sure my footing was solid and that my grip on the instructor's head was firm before I pulled back slowly away from her face. And in one breath I slammed myself back down her gullet. The wet glugh-ck! sound that accompanied it was strangely satisfying. Again, the woman I was holding showed no sign that I was hurting her or causing any kind of inconvenience.

And with that encouraging reaction, or lack thereof, I went to town and thrusted away. Back and forth with a gluck gluck here and a schlughk schlughk there and an oink oink—wait, what?

Err, okay... I don't know why I started thinking of nursery rhymes...

Whatever. I'm weird. I knew that already.

Anyways, I was humping into this yoga instructor's face with her whole class of hot women behind me. I turned my head to look at them but none seemed to give a rat's ass that their teacher was being violated in front of them. Everything seemed so peaceful except for the sloppy noises coming from my crotch and her mouth.

It was with wild abandon that I jacked off using her mouth. I don't know how long it took, it couldn't have been long, but eventually instead of just moving my own hips back and forth, I also moved her head to and fro. The gluck glucking got noticeably louder and yet still her face remained passive and peaceful.

I pulled her into my lap faster and faster, my body shivering from the pleasure. My vision was blurring to the point that I could barely look at the woman's face because all I could see was a blonde and white blob. I could feel my face muscles going a little slack too.

The familiar feeling of something building up in my groin warned me that I was close, once again so soon after having jizzed a few minutes previously. I could almost believe that I could hear the gurgle of semen in my balls, but that would be ridiculous. More thrusting and I could barely think as my knees felt weak and the beginnings of an amazing orgasm assaulted my brain.

I tried locking my legs in place as my dick pulsed a couple times before shooting my soul out into this woman's stomach on the third pulse. I held her head in place with her nose mushed against my pubes as pulse after pulse of cum washed down her throat. My mind went blank as I closed my eyes in bliss.

I couldn't tell if I got a reaction out of her for that, and I didn't care either. All that mattered right then was getting every drop of my man essence into her body. My mind wouldn't accept any other outcome. Even if my weak knees gave out, I would not let go of her head until the throbbing of my penis stopped. And each throb was adding to the light-headedness I was feeling all throughout this adventure.

My cock throbbed a couple more times before dying down. I couldn't tell if those last few times were blanks or not. Something about the hot and wet environment of her mouth made it difficult to tell if I shot out a lot of jism, or if it just felt like a lot.

Eventually I felt safe enough to pull my slowly shrinking dick from the blonde instructor's mouth pussy. It came out all shiny from her saliva and flopped down to her chin, which I noticed to be covered in drool.

I wiped a couple drips of my cum on her face to clean up before I took an unsteady step back from her to get a good look at her face. The first thing I noticed, aside from the waterfall of drool dripping down her chin and onto her cleavage, was the motion of her trying to gulp something down her throat. No doubt the stickiness of my cum was making it a little difficult for her to swallow. Other than that, her face still sported the look of meditation.

I just drilled a woman's face and nutted down her gullet and the only reaction I got was drool and the need to swallow. Holy shit I loved this place.

Even if aliens might have had something to do with it.

I looked around at the class again and smiled at the awesome view. I wished I had a camera to take pictures of the unbelievable things I was seeing. Even if I just had my phone. But I came to this world naked.

Speaking of phones, what time was it?

I looked around for a clock and found one to the left of the class on the wall. Wow. Was it already close to four?

Well, I did do a lot today. And once again I was feeling hungry. And just a little bit tired. Maybe I should move on from here soon.

I wasn't in the mood for more sex but after the last few times, I knew that I couldn't really rely on my judgement for that. Regardless, I wanted to make the most of this weird bizarre experience and not stay in one spot for long.

I sighed a little forlornly as I picked my track pants up and put them back on without removing my sandals. Then I forlornly walked my way through one of the gaps between columns of women on yoga mats. I got to the door and picked up the water bottle that I almost forgot I had, then I turned to look back at the meditating women. Forlornly, of course.

A part of me really wanted to stay and mess around some more but I reasoned that I could always come back for more fun another day.

I heaved a sad, yet content, sigh and left the room. As I rounded the doorway I heard the soft murmur of the instructor say, "Alright, class. That's all for today. Thank you al..." before I was out of earshot.

Heh. She didn't even sound put out by the deepthroat.

I chuckled to myself as I thought of what to do next.