Yoga Session

Jennifer put her clothes back on before Casey arrived. She didn't want to be called a perv again... although a part of her kind of liked it. She had enough time to finish the rest of the book. By the time she got to the end she decided she was going to had it over to Casey. If you had told her last week that she would want to fuck her own daughter she would have been absolutely disgusted. Yet here she was caught up in the idea.

Casey arrived home after soccer practice, having gotten a ride home from Maddison. She looked over her P.E homework assignment. The whole thing seemed weird. She was give a sheet of different positions that the two of the would have to pull off. The positions that were called for seemed to be very intimate.

"You're going to do this with Stephanie?" she asked her friend as they pulled up to Casey's house

"Yep." Maddison lied. The assignment was made up. Only Casey was going to have to do it. It was actually Stephanie's idea. The gym teacher found positions in the Kama Sutra that she could pass for yoga. Hopefully they'll have a cookie before hand. With the aphrodisiac running through their system, and the intimacy of the assignment something was bound to happen.

"You sure you don't want to be my partner in this?" Casey asked.

"I'm sorry but Stephanie and I already made a deal." Maddison replied.

"Fine I guess I'm going to have to do this with Mom." Casey said.

"Hey that's not so bad. Your mom is hot."

"Yeah she is, but doesn't that make it weird?" Casey asked.

"It's only weird if you make it weird." Maddison noted.

"I guess you're right. Thanks for the ride." They pulled up to Casey's house. She got out of the car, and walked inside.

To her disappointment her mom was fully clothed, watching some sitcom on Netflix. "Hey mom."

"Hey sweetie, how was your day?" Jennifer asked.

"It was fine. but I got some homework I need help with. I need to record myself doing partnered yoga for my P.E. class." Casey announced.

"Oh okay, so who'd your partner going to be?"

"Well that's the thing. Everyone I asked was busy. So I was kind of hoping you could do it." Casey immediately felt nervous, but she didn't know why.

"Sure baby I love to. Let me get changed and grab the camera." Jennifer got up from the couch. "Oh by the way I left a book on your nightstand. I thought you might find it interesting."

Casey went upstairs to her room to change into her yoga pants and a yellow sports bra. As she was changing she noticed the book on her nightstand.

"What the fuck mom?" she asked when she came down stairs. Jennifer was dressed similarly to her daughter except her sports bra was bright pink. She was leaning on the kitchen counter munching on a cookie.

"What?" Jennifer asked.

Casey threw the book on the counter and grabbed a cookie herself. "Isn't this that weird doctor we heard on the radio talking about ****? Why would you give me this?"

"I just thought you might find it interesting," Jennifer said as she got up from the counter.

"Sure you did," Casey replied. "You really are a perv." She then took the book and smacked her mother's ass with it.

Jennifer let out a little yip. She was shocked by her own daughter's actions, and she was starting to feel a little wet. This yoga session was going to be interesting.

Casey laid out the yoga mats, while Jennifer set up the camera. Once it was done the two of them looked over the list of positions. "This seems rather intimate." Jennifer noted. Casey shrugged.

The first position required Jennifer to stand behind Casey as she bent down. Casey's butt was right in her face, and Jennifer had to place her hands along side it. Then they needed to switch over, and as they did Jennifer's hand ran along Casey's crotch. Casey, under the effects of the cookie, let out a little moan.

The two women were feeling incredibly horny, hornier than either of them had felt in a while. It only continued to grow as they moved and contorted themselves. Casey found herself staring at her mother's crotch on more than a few occasions, while at one point Jennifer accidentally cupped her daughter's breasts.

Eventually the two of them found each other in the midst of a transition. Casey was lying on top of her mother, their faces barely an inch apart... and then it happened. Neither of them could quite figure out who started, but suddenly they were kissing, and as they kissed they felt a fire in them grow.