Normalized Assjob Yoga

"Clarice, you'll need to listen now, okay."

"Okay."

"Anything I tell you in the next thirty minutes is entirely true. You'll accept this, understand?"

"I understand, Jamie."

"Good. When I say the word, it's time, Clarice; you'll wake up." You wiped some sweat from your forehead. This was risky. Hopefully, she would react as you wanted, but if you aren't careful with your words, things might escalate. Also, she might still have the same limits as before. Only one way to find out. "It's time, Clarice."

Her blue eyes blinked and her face wrinkled in concern. "What happened?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

The alarmed look washed away, and a relieved smile grew. "I'm glad."

"Well, no time to waste. Let's get started," you said clapping your hands, improvising.

"With what?"

"We were going to do yoga together, remember?" you lied.

"S-sorry, I forgot," she said, her eyebrows moving as she processed the new truth.

"Not a problem. Just get on all fours."

"But there is no mat?"

"We can use the sofa," you said. She nodded and jumped up and placed herself like a dog. You positioned yourself behind her, viewing her figure. The thin gray fabric showed her ass in its full glory. Her yoga pants were skin tight, revealing every curve.

"What's next," she asked and breathed nervously.

You took hold of her hip and started guiding it. "Move it like this."

She repeated your motion. Without realizing it, she was slowly twerking in your face. You leaned over her and pressed your dick between her ass cheeks. Her butt was caressing your tip, jerking you off.

"What are you doing?!" she said, her face red and filled with shock. Her voice was surprisingly intense.

"Yoga, Clarice," you whispered. "I understand if it feels weird, but this is the latest form of yoga there is; that's why I wanted to show it to you today."

She blushed. "I'm sorry, Jamie; I don't know as much about this as you."

"Don't worry, you're doing fine," you said and started humping her ass. You were about to cum.

"Really?" she asked with a hopeful smile. Her excitement caused her to speed up her hips.

"Oh, fuck yes," you shot a line of semen that reached from her pants, all the way up her bottom back. A few more spurts were **** out by her quick assjob. She looked back at you, confused, either because of your answer or your cock busting over her.

"Don't worry; it's a muscle relaxant cream. Great after a workout. That felt great for both of us," you said, content for now.

"Yes," she said, her face transforming to amazement and her hands smearing your cum over her back. "We'll have to do this again soon."

"I'd love to, but go and change for now. I got some of that cream on your pants, so you'll have to wash it."