Yoga ~ Class (Lesbian)

At 16, I snuck into an adult Yoga Class and discovered exactly what I was looking for.

I was just sixteen years old when I saw that sign in the window offering Yoga classes. Picturing a room full of leotards tickled my bisexual tendencies. My mother said it was a beehive of lesbians and didn't want me to go. "Oh really," I thought to myself. Without my mothers awareness, I signed up for the course.

I purchased a bodysuit, red in color and modeled it in front of my bedroom mirror. My sleek curves were quickly introduced as I posed for my own entertainment.

The parking lot was full when I arrived that Saturday afternoon. Women from all walks of life were gathered at the front doors, from soccer moms to the housewife next door. My goal was to lure a woman who had a taste for something youthful and sweet.

I clenched my fake I.D. in my hand as I strolled across the parking lot. I nervously waited amongst the others, hoping they would let me in. "Hello Carrie, welcome!" she said, as she handed me a Yoga mat. I shoved my fake I.D. back in my pocket and moved forward. "I'm in!" I said to myself. I was so excited!

I followed the current of bodies which led me to the locker room. "Look at that," I said to myself as I walked past a naked woman who was in the midst of changing her clothes. Her beautiful chest caught my attention and fast, "look at those nipples."

I gazed at all the scenery before me as I changed my clothes as well. Standing beside me was a woman my mothers age, as I nervously slid off my jeans. I was amazed by how well preserved her body was as she too began to strip. I watched her closely. The locker room became a kaleidoscope of flesh before my eyes. I too absorbed the attention from others when I caught them in a lingering stare.

To my left, I saw a woman leaning against her locker as she watched me changed into my bodysuit. Her stare was intentionally lustful, it was in her eyes. My heart was racing as I slid it on, knowing she was watching my every move. I didn't bother trying to conceal my hardened nipples, and I wasn't alone.

I purposely placed my mat in the center of the class. The instructor was a soft-spoken brunette with a killer body, maybe thirty-years-old. She was captivating. To my right was a hot pair of legs belonging to a blonde about twenty-five years old. I gazed at them from the corner of my eye as we sat on the floor. They were so distracting. My desire to feel them was undeniable.

The first few minutes were solely focused on stretching. It wasn't long till our positioning became somewhat provocative. I stared at a beautiful ass just inches from my face, as I provided the same for those behind me. My pulse immediately shifted gears. "This is turning me on," I said to myself.

The instructors soft delivery was so enticing, as if she were grooming our minds for more. "Now exhale,...as we arch our backs," she said so fluidly. I gazed at the buffet of bodies that posed in front of me. I narrowed my focus on a cheeky round ass perched so high in the air. Those shorts she had on were less than forgiving. I was locked in a lustful stare indeed. To my left was an ample supply of cleavage that was pouring out of her leotard. I was surrounded by temptation. I pretended to appear calm, yet my pussy was flooding so fast.

"MMM," I faintly heard from someone behind me as I arched my back one final time. Now, all I could hear was my beating heart as I rested my forehead on the mat below. I listened closely as I popped my ass high in the air. Those distant sighs triggered me greatly. One couldn't help but feel like we were baiting each other.

I heard the instructors soft footsteps pass by as she cruised among the rows of bodies. I briefly rocked my hips in an effort to stir those behind me. I was doing my best to taunt their appetites. I knew my camel-toe was as profound as the woman in front of me, yet mine was juicing fast.

That cheeky round ass a few rows ahead of me was being closely observed by the woman behind her. I recognized her lustful expression, her eyes never wavered, not once at all. "Look at her," I said to myself. I was captivated by her ass too. I saw the instructor place her hand on the lower backs of random classmates, oh how I longed to feel her hand.

Laying on our backs with our legs bent and parted was a glorious sight to see. Rows of delicious thighs made my mouth water. I pictured myself crawling between them for a taste of something sweet. Was I the only one having X-rated thoughts?

I witnessed the same exposure as we changed after class. I darted my eyes around so hungrily. Some were quick to leave while others lingered, wearing only a towel. I observed them whispering amongst each other as they leaned against their lockers. Being young and new to Yoga, I didn't recognize the potential opportunity and left soon thereafter.

That same evening, I was caught masturbating by my mother as I revisited that class in my mind. I yearned for the day I could lock my bedroom door. All I could think about was the next class that was scheduled for Tuesday evening.

A wide variety were in attendance, all shapes and sizes. A rather plump woman was changing across from me revealing the largest breasts I'd ever seen in person. I calmly observed yet the desire to smother myself between them was overwhelming.

I was thrilled to see that leggy blonde that sat next to me last Saturday. She smiled at me in return, she was definitely on my radar. This time, I was a bit more daring as I slid my bodysuit on rather seductively, hoping to draw some lustful attention. I wasn't disappointed.

During this visit, I paid more attention to those who were also admiring the scenery. I shivered with arousal when I noticed the woman who was staring me down last Saturday, placed her mat directly behind me. I decided to test her intentions.

While on all fours, I placed my ass so close to her face as I arched my back so generously. Not only could I hear her breathing, but I also felt it warming my ass. My sixteen-year-old body slipped past the guards and was now on full display, once again. I was aching to hook someone who had a thing for younger flesh.

During a water-break, the woman behind me approached, "Hello, I'm Sarah," she said so tenderly. "I'm Carrie," I replied, with a blushing smile. She sat down beside me with a twinkle in her eyes, "you are breathtaking," she said so graciously. Another woman sat down on the other side of me and introduced herself as well. Instantly I felt like bait as they openly stared at my figure. My pulse was crazy, my mouth was so dry.

"How old are you?" Sarah asked. "I'm eighteen," I replied, which wasn't true. "You're really beautiful," the other woman said, as she rested her hand on my knee. "I'm Rachel," she said then she winked at me. I blushed hard, I knew what they wanted, and I was more than willing to play the game. "Are you interested in staying after class?" Sarah asked so cautiously. "Is that an invitation?" I asked. Before they could respond we were whisked back to the floor. I felt like candy. The thought of having sex with mature women aroused me immensely.

Knowing my two secret admirers were behind me fueled my desire to taunt them even further. Their kinky desire for younger flesh really turned me on. I opened the flood gates and allowed my juices to wet the spot, I poured it on. During a stretch I saw a wedding ring on Sarahs left hand. The thought of having sex with a married woman, was a fantasy for a girl my age.

I smiled at Sarah and her friend as we sat in the locker room following the class. Instead of changing, I sat on the bench as others prepared to leave. I paid close attention to those who remained behind as they sat quietly in a towel, only. That leggy blonde was wrapped in a towel, parked on the bench as well. "Oh god, I hope she's staying too," I said to myself as I gazed at her legs.

My decision to stay after class became more recognizable once the crowd began to thin. To confirm their suspicions, I stripped down and wrapped myself in the secret towel as well. I could see their smiles when they realized I was seeking something more pleasurable too. The tension of that exact moment was exhilarating! Here I was, just sixteen years old and ready to jump into the ring of pleasure.

When the instructor entered the locker room, I saw her touch the shoulder of that leggy blonde as she strolled past her. "Oh my god, yes!" I said to myself. I gazed at the instructors ass as she escorted the last few to the exit. "I want some of that," I said to myself.

I trembled with excitement when I realized there were six of us remaining, plus the instructor. A towel shifted revealing some large breasts as she surfed her phone without a care in the world. "MMM," I uttered softly. A suburban wife crossed her legs and licked her lips when she looked at Sarah. Just witnessing that gave me goosebumps all over my body.

My heart soared when the instructor sat down beside me, "are you joining us?" she asked so delicately. I just silently shook my head, "yes." She remained beside me as the others stood up and walked through a nearby door and closed it behind them. "You're a breath of fresh air," she said as she placed her hand on my thigh.

Without speaking, she rose to her feet and led me by my hand to that door. My entire body shook with anticipation as I waited to see what was beyond that door. When she opened it, I froze in disbelief. My heart was racing.

The first thing I saw, was that leggy blonde. She was sitting on a stack of Yoga mats while another woman was between her legs. "OH my!" I yelped as I leaned against the frame of the doorway. Those large tits I saw in the locker room were being bathed by two hungry women. I was stunned! As I stood motionless, I felt an arm around my waist, "please join us," I heard the instructor softly whisper. I took a small step forward, then I took a few more, then I heard the door lock behind me.

I stared intensely as I felt my bodysuit being peeled from my shoulders, it warmed my feet when it hit the floor. I gasped when I felt the instructor squeeze my ass. "Oh god," I whispered as I placed my hand on hers as well. A gentle kiss became passionate and fast. I groped her mature body as we continued to engage in that kiss. My knees buckled when I felt her fingers digging inside my pussy. "Oh geesh," I said as I held a nearby desk to balance myself. I watched that leggy blonde grind her hips as she fed that woman some pussy indeed. "Oh fuck!" I yelped as I attempted to acknowledge the Malay in front of me.

Before I knew it, I was sitting on the desk while Sarah began eating my pussy alive. Her aggressive approach was startling. The room became a chorus of sighs and moans as the lucky-7 fulfilled their needs. Sarah was tasting something forbidden, my fake I.D. was the one to blame. She clenched my thighs so tightly, as if I were going to escape. Her talent for eating pussy was remarkable. I could have done that all day long. I held onto the desk and let her go to town.

The instructor began rubbing her tits all over my face as she pinched my nipples. I turned my head and lathered her delicious breasts. Her soft flesh was divine. She too was crossing a line, yet unaware, and uninformed. I fed those two women some teenage flesh as they took me right on that desk.

When I began playing with Sarahs wedding ring, it triggered me immensely, blasting Sarah with orgasmic cream. Her grip on my thighs suddenly felt gentle, as she savored my juices, an ounce at a time. "Oh my god!" I shouted in a room full moans and desperate cries.

I slid off the desk and landed at the feet of that leggy blonde. "Do you want some too?" she asked as she leaned back on her elbows. I gazed at her spread in disbelief. Her freshly used pussy was drawing me in, calling my name. I opened my mouth and completely engulfed her. Her luscious thighs warmed my ears as I nestled myself between her legs. I watched her expression as I went to work, sucking and probing my tongue inside. Watching her eyes roll back was so exciting. I couldn't believe I was eating her out, I really couldn't. It was a fantasy indeed.

I devoured the instructor, both front and back with such delight. I couldn't get enough. The way she smothered me was sensational. I couldn't believe what was happening. I got lost in the moment, aching for more. Soon thereafter, I was tossed around like a playful toy, feeding those women something tender and sweet.

As a finale, an orgy ensued right on the floor. The seven of us continued to prey on each others needs. I was licking legs, sucking tits and tasting pussies, like it was a dream. Just crawling amongst the bodies was exhilarating. It was a frenzy that lasted for over an hour.

The sound of the showers sounded like rain as we washed away evidence and cleansed our sins. I never missed a session, I was never late, I was more than willing to join the team. It was SO exciting watching others open that door,... and indulge in something they couldn't resist.

Married or straight, wasn't the shield they thought it would be, they were engaging too. Steamy affairs blossomed as a result from those who were willing to go beyond that door. I fed many wives something they wanted, yet truly forbidden. I visited both Rachel and Sarah on several occasions. It was exciting to feed those married women something unique. I had some one-on-one time with the instructor at her house on the east side of the city. She was a cougar. I never confessed my age, it was my secret, and mine alone.

So, the next time you see that sign in the window, if this turned you on, sign up for the class. / Carrie