THE YOGA CLASSES
Hello! Happy New Year! I'm so sorry I have been away - and that I have had such a lack of ideas! I've decided to get off my ass and give this a proper go. So, a quick heads-up - this didn't actually happen, and no, I don't have a crush on my yoga teacher - but he is super-hot though. I'm actually quite surprised he still welcomes me to his classes, to be honest! Any ways, here's another little fantasy for you:
You don't know this, but I've been admiring you from afar. You quickly became my favourite yoga teacher, because I eventually only resonated with your classes. You're so kind, you're beautiful: I love your smooth skin, your thick, shiny hair and the light stubble that covers your face, and I love how your voice drops an octave lower than usual when you whisper or give instructions under your breath.
Today, I come around 30 minutes early, grab a mat, a bolster, a strap, a block and a blanket and I lie back. I spend the whole time asleep, lost in a deep meditation, and whilst I'm asleep, I can sense you enter, and my face immediately lights up. The fragrance of your cologne mixed with your natural scent fills the room, and it's like musk mixed with Calvin Klein … mmm …
As you close the door, the outside world shuts away as it's just you, me and the class … oh fuck I forgot, the class!
I slowly rouse to the sound of your soft whispers as you approach me. "Hey, Fran, how's it going?" I slowly open my eyes, and see you gazing at me. "Good … so apparently you're doing a Vinyasa and a Yin class tonight, do you mind if I stay for both?" I whisper back. "Nah, that's fine. If you need anything, let me know, OK?" I nod, and I just relax for the rest of the spare time.
The Vinyasa class was long, difficult and intense. But I like a challenge. You spend most of your time assisting me, and you tend to ignore the other ladies taking the class. But when you instruct us to lie back, perfectly aligning our legs against the wall in a straight line, you see me leaning up a little, hunched up. You hover over me, and grab my shoulders. Your strong hands slowly rub my shoulders and press me down, straightening my back, massaging me into place. And as you do, I let the slightest, softest moan escape my throat. I look up and into your gorgeous eyes. Other ladies, don't notice us right now. Please.
During the Yin class, I'm still sweating. Why'd they turn the heater on? Or is it just me? … or you? I love the guided meditations you give, and I get lost in your low voice, your whispers, and the long, heavy breaths you take when stretching. And I love the trail of cologne that floats through the air as you walk around, helping the class.
"Namaste." You dismiss the class, as I rub my eyes as if I have woken up from a deep, peaceful sleep. I see you approach me as I start to pack up.
"Did you enjoy the classes?" You ask as I swiftly put my things away. I answer that it was awesome, and I needed to relax after the hype from the day. You put an arm on me and tell me you only want to help me relax, and ease the tension and stress. As the class leaves, you ask if I need help with anything. I tell you I'm still having trouble inverting myself, and you shrug it off as it's not that big of a deal.
So I get into position, as I flip backwards, and you hold my legs up. I'm having a great deal of difficulty keeping myself balanced, so you place your hands on my hips to keep me steady. Whilst I'm upside-down, I feel you explore my curves, from all of that practice, feeling my soft, toned skin. I can't turn my head, but my eyes travel upwards (or downwards?), and don't think I don't notice you enjoying yourself a little, sneaky! The smallest yet most evil grin forms on my face as I run out of breath.
I switch into a chair pose, as you assist me with my pelvic thrust and the lining of my spine. I'm noticing the personal-space gap closing as you move into me - soon enough, you are right behind me - almost as if we're completely conjoined in chair pose.
I feel your arms snake around my waist as we slowly release from the pose. You lean in and softly kiss the back of my neck - as I close my eyes. Mmm … your lips on my skin feel amazing. I love the soft, plumpness of your lips on my neck as you slightly touch my skin with your tongue. I let out a small mewl as your kisses travel around my neck and shoulders, and I hear a soft "Fran…" escape your lips.
I turn around as you pull me in forcefully for a kiss. Soft and sweet at first, building up to fierce and passionate, our hands inter-lock as I slowly slip my tongue in your mouth. Your hands frantically search for the bottom of my top, and you pull it off me. I pull you in and pull down your shorts. You kick them off as you're left in your boxer-briefs, reaching for my bra and un-clicking it, then ripping off my yoga-pants. You look me dead in the eyes with a demanding "You WILL make me cum!" stare as you rip off my panties. My knees buckle as you stare, as you lie down and command me to sit on your face, and I oblige.
I climb on top of you as you grab my ass, as you slowly touch my clit with your tongue. I instantly throw my head back as your magic tongue goes to work on me. Your eyes flutter shut as your tongue alternates from my clit to just outside my juicy hole. You let out these sweet moans which turn my spine to jelly, and I am even wetter for you. I angle myself so your tongue is directly under my drenched slit, and I beg you through gritted teeth for you to tongue-fuck me.
Your tongue dips deep into my soaked cunt, taking in all of my wetness. You take your sweet time into savouring every last drop of my juices, your eyes closed, your deep breathing, as I rock on your face. I love having your strong tongue in my pussy, baby, it feels amazing. I utter your name as I juice all over your tongue. I feel your lips come into a small pucker as you devour every drop of me, as I lean over and whisper, "I want your cock, baby.". You let out a relieved giggle as I slide from your face, and down your chest, leaving a trail of pussy juice as I slide down.
I take your cock in my hand and slowly jerk it, as an evil grin forms on my face. You tilt your head back as you relax a little. It feels like a muscle, a very strong muscle at that. I lean down and lick the head, teasing it with my tongue. I close my eyes, part my lips and take your cock in my mouth, inch by inch. I start to softly suck as you tense up, letting out gorgeous little grunts that I can't get enough of.
I swirl my tongue around, feeling you twitch in excitement, and my knees buckle as your cock hits the back of my throat. I gag as your breathing shallows, as I get rougher with you, as you moan and sigh. I let out a grunt as I take your full cock down my throat, making slurping noises to excite you just that much more.
You take control as you grip my hair and wrap it around your hand, the other hand stretching backwards instinctively. I take a strong grip on your hips as I increase my rhythm into a vigorous suck. You can't help but let the most erotic noises escape your throat, and as I feel you come close, I slow down, and softly slide away, as I whisper, "I want you to fuck me, darling. I want you to fuck me. Hard.". I stand up as I pull you up, tense in anticipation.
You pull me into your strong arms again, as you cup my face and bring us into an intense, passionate kiss. Intertwining, our hands exploring, our tongues massaging each other, as you suddenly push me against the wall. You lift me up, and you're too strong to resist or fight off, I am helpless in your arms. You pull away from the kiss, as you give me an intense, lustful stare as you lift me up. You pull me in for another passionate kiss as you lower me down, entering me. I moan against your lips as I feel your cock work its way inside me, stretching me out.
Your name escapes my lips as your full length buries deep inside me. I have absolutely no control over what I do at this point, I throw my head back, and grip your torso like a vice as I ride up and down, bouncing on your cock, taking every inch. It's until now, you completely pin me against the wall, and I am barely able to move, as you fuck me with long, deep strokes, feeling my rigid insides intensely grip on your throbbing length. Nice and intense, we stare into each others eyes, and I feel my body tighten up as your pupils dilate, seeing the lust in your eyes.
You kiss me, first my lips, moving to my neck and shoulders, tracing kisses down, as you take a nipple in your mouth. I nearly fall off as I have lost control, as your tongue swirls around, teasing my rosy pink nipples, taking turns with each one, torturing me. I ask you if I can come, barely able to make basic English sentences in the heat of the moment, and you smile spitefully, whispering that you'll tell me when it's time to come. I just manage to save myself from letting out a tortured sob, as I want to come so bad, so hard for you. But I stop myself, as I won't come until you tell me to.
You force deeper into me as you breath hotly and moan in my ear, kissing my neck and whispering how much you love my pussy. The only word I know now is your name, as I struggle to breathe, as the build-up becomes almost too intense, feeling the hot air coming from your filthy whispers.
You tell me you're close, as you tell me you want us to come together. I nearly break you in half as my death-grip on your torso tightens even more, taking as much as I can from you. I feel your breath changing, tightening, as if you're about to suffocate. I'm caught between our tight breathing, your throbbing in between my legs, and your spasming biceps around me, and I almost lose it, until you growl like an animal. "Come for me, baby, come for me, you're mine, mine to control, to tease, to torture, and only mine, do you hear me?" I can barely answer, until you grit your teeth and moan, "DO YOU HEAR ME, FRAN?"
"Y-y-yessssss…" I hiss as you pull me to your lips and release inside of me. My legs buckle, my body trembles, as you freeze stiff. We lose ourselves into each other, as we climax into an orgasm that's beyond bliss. You shiver as your grip on me tightens, as I gush all over you.
I collapse in your arms in exhaustion as you relax. You lie me down as you lie down next to me, taking me in your arms. You pull me in for a sweet kiss, as we look into each other's eyes, basking in the after-glow.
"… that, was amazing …" you whisper as you grip on me, into a soft hug. I return the embrace as I am bereft of words. I've never felt this way with a man who intimidates me before. I look into your eyes, and we kiss again.
"I loved every minute of this. Thank you." I finally re-gain my ability to make proper English sentences again, as I kiss you ever so softly.
Later on, I've showered, dressed and leaving the gym, not giving a damn about your gaggle of girlfriends waiting outside for you.
All I can think about is, "I'll see you next week?"
Shall we? ;)