Hot Yoga

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Hot Yoga (Closed for Darcy)

Stacy didn't want to workout that day, but something called to her. She was exhausted from a week of work and wanted nothing more than to relax with her husband Mark, drink some wine and fool around a little bit.

"Maybe that's why I'm going," she thought. In addition to being tired she was incredibly horny. Because of the long hours she hadn't been able to "connect" with Mark all week or even get off in the shower. Yoga was always a turn on for her. Something about wearing nothing but a sports bra and those pants, surrounded by other attractive women just got to her. Mark was more than accustomed to having Stacy come home aroused. Though usually the fireworks wouldn't begin until after a shower and, if she was really lucky, a massage.

Undressing while facing the lockers, Stacy was almost startled to see a young, lithe body right next to her.

"I must have been thinking about something else," she thought, "I didn't even hear her come in."

Admiring her body, the girl was short and thin with almost impossibly large breasts that sat so perky on her tiny frame. Her mind racing backward - it had been almost a month since her last tryst with another woman and this one...looked so appealing...
 
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Glancing at the woman next to her, a friendly and perhaps slightly flirty smile crept onto Zoey's face as she took in the girl's surprised expression. It quickly turned into a rose red blush on her fine cheekbones as she felt the girl look her up and down, wishing she'd got more clothes on. As it was, her slim body was hidden only by a black sports bra and a pair of skintight tiny yoga shorts, her tanned skin revealed to all of the world. "Hey, I'm really sorry if I surprised you, I'm just new to this place and you looked like you'd been here for a while." A gentle yet genuine smile accompanied her greeting as she cast a glance in the direction of the other women, only a few were still in there and they all seemed engrossed in their own changing. "I'm Zoey by the way, Zoey Newton."

She had been looking for a new hobby and a friend had recommended yoga, it hadn't been her first choice but it filled up some of the time that she had and that was the whole idea. Plus the women all seemed really nice - and not at all hard on the eye - and Zoey could see herself enjoying it quite a lot.
 
"Busted," Stacy thought. The girl had totally caught her checking her out.

"Hey, I'm really sorry if I surprised you, I'm just new to this place and you looked like you'd been here for a while."

Her sports bra around her neck, but her C cups still exposed, Stacy returned a smile and a greeting.

"Hi, I'm Stacy. I can't believe you're new to this! You look terrific!"

Stacy was so impressed with her tan, even at the end of summer, her blemish-free skin had never been more than a cream color, though light tan lines could be seen on her breasts.

"Our instructor can be a little weird, but you'll get used to her" Stacy smiled. This girl was so pretty in a natural way. So young and eager. Stacy tried to come up with more conversation as her level of arousal was rising. She wanted this girl.

"I'll be glad to show you the ropes Zoey."
 
Smiling softly at the older girl, Zoey caught sight of the bouncing boobs that remained only partially hidden, a faint twitch setting in her abdomen. "I like to keep in shape." She replied in an almost shy tone, a faint blush on her cheeks as she accepted the compliment from someone who was clearly a yoga star. "It's nice to meet you, Stacy." She smiled genuinely, a tanned hand outstretched to the girl as she spoke. "I'm sure I will, weird is something I'm kinda used to." Her tone held of a note of amusement as she ran her spare hand through her unruly chocolate brown locks, a light mischievous twinkle in her orbs. "I'm so grateful! I doubt I'll be able to do half the stuff that you guys can do, I'll need all the help I can get." Zoey had never been the most flexible and there was something rather exciting about flirting slightly with this woman. She was beautiful, in every sense of the word, and it took all of her inner strength to stop looking at those magnificent creamy breasts, to not casually reach out and touch them. Zoey had never classed herself as a lesbian nor as straight, she just liked men & women equally, though she was yet to go all the way with a woman. She enjoyed to flirt with anyone and it had been a choice to come over her, interact with this stunning female and maybe even enjoy some lighthearted flanter as her friend called it.
 
Suddenly noticing the lockerroom was empty...

"Oh gosh we're late!" Grabbing her mat and Zoey by the hand they took off out to the studio. Stacy noticed her hand was soft and delicate. Rushing to the only open spot on the floor Stacy stopped quickly causing Zoey to bump into her. For a brief second Zoey's large breasts pressed against her causing a twinge of excitement in her pussy.

"Down dog now!" screamed the instructor.

"I don't know why she feels the need to scream," Stacy said with a whisper. "See what I mean when I said she's a little weird?" Stacy had accidentally on purpose found a spot right behind Elise who she thought was gorgeous. And now it was obvious both her and Zoey were looking at the Elise's cute butt through the stretched-thin fabric of her yoga pants.
 
A flicker of excitement started in her pussy as the girl first led her into the wide open yoga room before a gasp of surprise and pleasure escaped in a breathless sound as her breasts pressed hard into the back of the beautiful woman. "I don't know, it's kinda fun - I mean, who doesn't like being told what to do." Zoey replied in a soft tone, her comment deliberately flirty and suggestive as she moved to take the space close to Stacy. As she mimicked the down dog that the others were doing around her, she took the opportunity to check out the women around her, the one in front of them catching her attention. Stacy seemed to enjoy the view too and Zoey had a slight frown on her face as she felt slightly jealous - but why? She'd only known the girl a matter of minutes. "You should take a photo, it lasts longer." She teased, glancing across at her new found friend, eyes dropping to those magnificent breasts that had unfortunately been covered up for the class.
 
"I don't know, it's kinda fun - I mean, who doesn't like being told what to do."

Stacy smiled..."Oh this might not be tough at all," she thought as brief thoughts of Zoey tied spread eagle to her and Mark's king bed danced through her head. The vision made her pussy tingle. The rubbing of the tight fabric over her bald pussy made her shiver as they switched positions.

"NO NO NO NO NO. Help her. Just help her," the instructor pointed at Zoey.

Sliding over to cute young woman, Stacy went to her new friend's aid.

"Just like this," Stacy said grabbing at Zoey's inner thigh, the tight pants showing off a beautiful mons. "Tuck your leg up closer and use your other arm to support." Stacy made sure to slide her hand further up Zoey's well-toned thigh before settling into the position very well.

"You take direction well hon. I'm sure there won't be too much trouble bending you into other positions."
 
The first couple of moves were easy to pick up and she found herself in a weird way enjoying the lesson - and the view that came from watching the girl in front and Stacy. However one of the end positions thoroughly confused her and she looked around helplessly, unsure of what to do. She was pulled from her thoughts by the sensation of someone touching her thigh, a soft groan escaping her lips at the sudden fireworks that started to explode in her lower abdomen. It was Sarah, the girl was helping her into the position and all Zoey could do was bite her lip and wish that it would all be over soon so she could get a cold shower. As the other hand slid further up her thigh, she decided to join in the game and wrapped a slim arm around the girl as 'support', her fingers casually brushing against the side of a creamy breast. At the girl's comment, Zoey wondered what she meant by it, her mind racing as she tried to figure out if she was just referring to yoga moves or something else entirely.
 
Butterflies and the tingling intensified as Zoey's hand brushed Stacy's breast. She smiled inwardly, knowing that this girl was game. Somehow she knew it from the moment she saw her that Zoey was going to be up for anything. Stacy only hoped that the growing dark patch of wetness in the crotch of her grey yoga pants would be mistaken for sweat. Her brow wasn't the only thing that was dripping...

"Class over! Go home!" yelled the instructor. Stacy shared a contented smile with her new friend. The 35-year-old appreciating the glistening curves of her younger counterpart. Walking to the lockerroom there was a something wrong. A group of unhappy women clad only in towels were standing outside.

"What happened?" Stacy asked a tall honey blonde, whose towel didn't cover the bottom half as much as her small top.

"Sewer line backed up into the showers, it's all gross in there," replied the shivering blonde.

Dejected, Stacey was sad for a moment. She had spent the better part of class looking forward to a quick shower with Zoey...and now...

Without thinking Stacy blurted, "Zoey!" the volume betrayed her excitement, "why don't you come over for dinner? My husband Mark should have it ready and you can just shower at our place?"
 
Enjoying the yoga session more and more as it went on, touching the girl at every opportunity - 'accidentally' of course as she was just the new innocent girl - Zoey found herself feeling slightly disappointed when the teacher announced that the class was over. She certainly hadn't expected to feel like this and she imagined that it had something to do with the hot older woman who had taken her under her wing. Rising to her feet, she smiled at Stacy, rolling her yoga mat up and following her back to the changing room - slightly excited at the prospect of seeing more of her creamy curves. However at the news that the showers were broken, she felt a pang of disappointment and cast a glance in the direction of her friend, noticing she looked the same. Zoey offered a small smile, opening her mouth to say thanks for helping her when the woman made her offer, closing her full lips for a second. "I'd love to! If you're sure that your husband won't mind?" She didn't know why she was jealous that someone else had taken her off the market but knew it had been a slim chance that she'd still be single. There was a perfectly acceptable shower at her flat but she wasn't quite ready to leave Stacy just yet.
 
"Great! We live just five minutes down the road, so you can leave your car here if you want and just ride with me." Stacy was beaming - this was going to be so easy. "Let's grab our stuff and go!"

Quick text to Mark: Bringing home dessert. Look presentable. xoxo

Hopping into her old BMW Stacy was temporarily mortified. She'd forgotten about the rather thick dildo she had picked up at the toy shop before she went to yoga. She moved it out of the way, hoping Zoey hadn't seen it - or maybe hoping she did.

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Mark knew what the text meant. He smiled to himself - this didn't normally happen on weeknights. Stacy had mentioned all of the fine pussy she had seen at yoga. Looks like that is finely coming to fruition. Sitting in their vintage leather chair he smiled - tonight would be fun.

When the two burst through the door he was shocked - this girl was young and - oh they hadn't bothered to change from the gym. The tiny girl's sports bra was barely keeping in a very nice pair of tits. He saw Stacy grinning at him...
 
Eyes widening slightly at the sight of a rather large dildo on the front seat, Zoey looked away, acting as if she'd not seen the toy as she put her bag by her feet. The entire journey was spent with her trying to calm down, her heart rate and mind racing as she wondered whether Stacy was all that she seemed. Despite some confusion over the whole situation, it was a hard fact that it was exciting - her wet panties only further identified this - and she was rather looking forward to a cold shower as it would hopefully calm her down. Smiling as the car came to a halt, she cast one glance in Stacy's direction, picking up her bag as she followed the older woman into the house. Some may have found it strange that an eighteen year old girl such as herself had gone home with a thirty give year old woman but she wasn't one to discriminate against ages - besides Stacy had helped her so much in the yoga lesson. As she followed her into the lounge, a blush crept onto her cheeks as Zoey saw the man's eyes gaze straight away at her chest, the tiny sports bra battling to keep her breasts hidden. "Hi there." She smiled politely, her tone warm as she glanced from him to her. "I hope you don't mind, the gym showers broke and Stacy said I could shower here?"
 
"I hope you don't mind, the gym showers broke and Stacy said I could shower here?"

"Not at all, our door is always open to someone in need," he smiled, not quite believing his luck. "Dinner is ready whenever you are out of the shower. If you want to conserve water you can always use the big master bath. There's room for a few people in there."

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Without realizing it, Stacy was just standing there watching her husband flirt with this girl. Unaware that she had her gym bag in one hand and the large suction cup dildo in the other. Dropping her bag, Stacy guided this girl up the stairs and into a large bedroom that seemed to occupy the entire upstairs. She shook her head, smiling after noticing that Mark had put the restraints onto their king-sized bed.

Stacy heard a gasp from her tiny friend as they stepped into the bathroom - the entire shower stall was huge - glass enclosure with shower heads coming from all directions - it was like a movie...
 
"I appreciate it." Zoey smiled, her beautiful face crinkling into a soft grin as she waved a little goodbye to the male, following Stacy up stairs towards the master bedroom. Her chocolate orbs took in everything as she passed through, widening slightly at the restraints on the bed - perhaps they liked that sort of thing, she thought, trying not to stare at their personal items. Once in the bathroom, she let out a soft gasp, the room being fabulous and just stunning in every way. Turning to face Stacy, she adopted a mischievous smile as she perched on the edge of the bath, undoing her laces and putting her trainers neatly to one side, her tiny yoga shorts soon joining them. A black lace thing contrasted nicely against her tanned skin as she pulled her sports bra off, her perky breasts bouncing happily now that they were no longer restrained. Once she was naked in the middle of the bathroom, she extended a tanned hand to the older woman, a flirty expression on her face as she glanced at Stacy. "Aren't you going to join me?"
 
Stacy watched as the girl showed no shame in undressing. As Zoey bent at the waist, taking off her thong, she could see the smooth, hairless lips of the teen's pussy. Stacy's own pussy, already wet, aching for attention.

"Aren't you going to join me?"

"Of course!" The words from the cute girl breaking Stacy from her awe. Setting the suction cup dildo down discreetly, Stacy started Removing her sports bra to free her own impressive, but smaller breasts. With a little grin the married woman turned away before pulling off her yoga pants and thong, showing Zoey her firm, round ass and a freshly shaved pussy that was wet and swollen.

Pressing a button on the wall, the shower heads all started together. And in seconds steam was rising up. A big space for a shower, there was a bench at one end. Stacy loved remodeling the upstairs to have this space. So warm. And the fun they have...and were about to....

"Here Zoey, let me get your back..." Stacy offered as she watched the girl, soap up her breasts next to her. Grabbing some shower gel, she rubbed the taut skin slowly. More massage-like. The lather rising. Now rubbing some of the foam on her own breasts, her big nipples swollen with arousal, she hugged Zoey from behind, holding her arms down tight, breasts pressed against the girl's back...

"I'm so glad you're here..."
 
Once in the steaming water of the large shower, Zoey began to wash herself, deliberately making sure to arouse the older woman further by washing herself as seductively as it was humanely possible to do. Her slender fingers trailed over her large perky breasts, rubbing her nipples before continuing on their descent down towards her shaved pussy, folds already wet. At the offer from Stacy, she sashayed over to her, an awfully mischievous expression on her beautiful face as she handed the girl the bottle of shower gel. Feeling the woman press her breasts against her back, she pressed backwards a bit, grinding softly against the girl's crotch. "I'm glad that I'm here too." She murmured, turning in the girl's arms, her own snaking around the waist of Stacy, a mischievous expression on her face as she leant forward to catch the soft lips in a kiss. "Will your husband mind?" Zoey murmured, one hand slipping a bit further down.
 
Stacy's heart was pounding. Sexual tension combined with the hot shower had given her quite the head rush. A soft kiss...as their breasts pressed together. Squeezing Zoey's firm butt, the young girl - this stranger - wasted no time running a finger along her slit. Moaning in pleasure Stacy broke their kiss long enough to whimper "no, not at all". If she knew Mark at all he was probably watching from the doorway, catching steamy glimpses through the glass.

Stacy had picked up women before - this was different. She was so cute, so innocent, yet so willing. Resuming the kiss with added fervor Stacy slid her hand in between Zoey's legs. She was ready. Slit slicked with juices, Stacy slid two fingers into the girl's shaved pussy. And as much as she wanted to lick this girl's clit she needed to see just how confident this girl was in going down...

Breaking the kiss, Stacy walked over to the bench and sat down. Spreading her legs lewdly, exposing her hairless pussy - the lips open and swollen.

"Zoey," Stacy commanded. "Lick my pussy."
 
The delicate kiss did nothing to calm her racing heart, so loud that she would have been concerned about it being heard if she hadn't got other things on her mind - such as Stacy. Though older, she was definitely not any less hot or alluring, all of which caused Zoey to be more and more aroused, who knew yoga could be so interesting?! Moaning against the soft lips of the woman, she felt the slender fingers tease her, running up and down her before slipping inside her, a breathless gasp escaping her lips as she leant more against the slim Stacy. However, she didn't have long to enjoy the action before they were removed and the kiss broken, a disappointed whimper escaping the lips of the brunette before she even knew what was happening. As Stacy made her request, Zoey looked at her for a second or two, unsure if this was a joke - after all she was a married woman - but the sight of the woman's shaved pussy proved to be too tempting as the younger girl found her feet moving of her own accord. Coming to a halt between her legs, she knelt down, one hand moving to cup the woman's mound as she leaned up to grab her lips in a searing kiss.
 
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