The Yoga Studio

You guide Dickie through the house. This is not how your appointments usually go, until yesterday. Instead of the client commenting on how they like or don’t like each room, Dickie is imagining where she would fuck you in each room.

“This is the kitchen,” you gesture as you arrive in the kitchen.

“I like how big the countertop is. When your tits get bigger you can lay them out and I can get a titfuck while your other girlfriend fucks your bottom,” Dickie imagines.

“Big enough to lay out? That’s a bit much,” you blush.

“Truly big breasts take time to grow. Your body can clearly take a lot,” Dickie pats your eight foot belly. “You are barely bumping into anything with this bulge up front.”

“I guess you are right. I’m surprised it sticks out instead of sagging.”

“Many do sag at some point, but you are well past that point. Who knows? I’m not complaining!”

******

You lead Dickie into the yoga studio. It has been furnished with everything needed to have a few friends over for yoga.

“This is what we were originally dressed for,” you conclude. “It has all the necessary furnishings already in place.”

“Show me some yoga,” Dickie requests as she steps back.

“Uh, I don’t really know any, but I’ve seen some on TV. It looks like…”

You strike a few poses trying to imitate what you’ve seen before. You look out the large window and see Johnson has moved a window over for a better view. You don’t seem to be getting the yoga right. Dickie is still focused on you regardless.

“That’s pretty much all I can figure out,” you admit.

“No complaints here! I was just admiring the view as you stretched and twisted,” she gestures to her still rock hard cock.

“Oh, well…let me make something up?”

Instead of focusing on what you saw on TV, you focus on Dickie’s dick. You play with your boobs, arch your back to make your belly stick out more, and turn around and sway your hips.

“This next one requires a partner,” you suggest.

“Oh, me!” Dickie claps after recovering from her trance.

“OK, so first put your cock in me,” you smile. You look and see Johnson rubbing her meat, waiting.

“This is yoga?” She questions as she slaps her dick on your cheeks, leaving wet spots.

“This is *our* version of yoga. Only works with big cocks like yours that can support my weight.”

“It won’t be able to for long if you keep this up,” Dickie comments but buries her cock between your cheeks anyways. “What’s next?”

“Lift me by my asshole,” you bounce with excitement.

“This isn’t real yoga,” she laughs and lifts you off the floor a few inches. “Wow, you are heavy!”

“Great! Now bend back until your hands touch the floor.”

“Careful you don’t break me with these moves,” she whispers as she bends backwards and lowers herself until she is in position.

“Now spread your legs…”

“Hold on…” She carefully gets her legs spread. “My balls are just swinging free now. That’s what you wanted?”

“Yup!” You move your legs to straddle her crotch.

“You can play with them, if you want. I trust you,” Dickie’s penis in your ass is flexing with excitement. “I’m no position to stop you if you got a little rough.”

“That sounds like a request…” you giggle as you bend over. You grab her legs for support as your belly nestles between her legs. Upside down, your breasts rest against your chin. Now supported by your belly, you reach around her legs from behind and grab her huge heavy balls and squeeze.

“Ooooooh! Careful, my juice just squirted out into you!”

“I don’t mind. I want to see you cum so hard you pass out!”

“Buuuuuuut…! If that’s what you want, you have to squeeze harder! And move that big ass and ride my cock!”

You maintain your firm grip on her balls and begin to rise and fall on her shaft. You squeeze harder and harder, pressing out all the juice she has, until you feel the orbs contract and begin pulsing. You feel her cum harder than you have ever felt. Her entire body convulses as she slowly lowers to the ground. Her balls become trapped between her ass and lower back. You press down with your whole body and squeeze.

You look over to see Johnson mouthing, ‘do it, do it again’. The sexy redhead dickgirl looks at her cock and then makes eye contact with you.

“Ooohh…stop…uuuurrrggg…” Dickie passes out.

Determined to milk every last drop, you bear down with all your strength and her balls suddenly disappear as her back hits the padded floor. You feel her cock swell and two large eggs get stuck at your entrance.

“Here we go again…”