Yoga And Anxiety Stories

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Call Me Katie Pt. 01

by KrierWitz on Sep 18, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

This is the first part of a story following Kent Wiltshire and his journey from an independent man to a submissive slave girl. Please let me know what you think, and if there is any themes you would like to see incorporated in the future. ***** My name is Kent, I'm 22 years old and live in a two-room apartment in Stanley, Idaho. It's a small city, with ju...

Morning Exercise

by IllaClodia on Oct 30, 2018
BDSM

I wake up to your scent. I can feel your warmth in bed next to me. I look at my phone to see if I'm allowed to wake you yet. It's 7:45, well past your do not disturb time, so I set my phone down and snuggle my ass back against you. No response yet. I start to rub myself gently back and forth against you. I'm rewarded by a quiet growl. I smile and press my hi...

Namaste Yoga Pt. 05

by ElRoylk on Oct 15, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Charlie had been with Jacob for her entire career after college. She had met him as a student in his yoga studio while she herself was still in school, he a recently transplanted Brit. She was just one of several young people in the practice at the time. It was her first experience with yoga and it was exhilarating, relaxing and put her in the best shape she...

Yoga Class for Two

by cameronaberdeen on Nov 23, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I have been super sore lately from working out, so last Saturday I decided to try a Yoga studio I had never been to before. I was sort of sick of my usual, the teachers were all bland and boring. I decided last minute so I grabbed a random pair of yoga pants, threw them on and ran out the door. I walk in and notice there is literally nobody there. Thats no...

Waiting on Mia Malkova

by nawdog on Sep 15, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It's like finding a one-hundred-dollar bill while walking down the sidewalk. The world sometimes sneezes moments of incredible opportunity at us. Like yesterday when the wind the swell and the tide aligned for Tim. Tiny Tim's five nine one fifty and no one calls him tiny Tim but me. He and his medium length, slightly thinning and receding sun bleached blonde...

Twelve Gates Ch. 12

by North200 on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Grey sat in a chair in her bank. Robert was beside her, making small talk with the account representative. She was in the process of passing the Tenth Gate, giving him visibility into - and limited signing authority over - her finances. She was trying to fight an uneasy feeling about the whole thing. In truth, the Gates had always made her anxious to some...

Wet Yoga Mats

by ClassyDella on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I would stand in front of the class, take off all of my clothes, and tell the other girls to do the same. At first they'd giggle nervously but eventually they'd throw off their clothes and join me. We would all stand there for a few minutes admiring our sexy bodies before starting our yoga routine. At least that's how imagined it would happen; but that's not...

Namaste Yoga Pt. 07

by ElRoylk on Nov 23, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Author's note: I failed to include several pages of key narrative when I published this previously. For those who may have read the first edition, you can skip to the word "scheme" and read from there...or feel free to read the whole thing again! When Emmy arrived for her final class, Charlie was attentive. Things had moved quickly, as she knew they would,...

Learning to Share Ch. 03

by horny_hippie on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

The next week, I tried my hardest not to think about sex 24/7. Luckily, I had a lot of work to do and spent most of my time in the library researching instead of moping around in my room. Thursday night, I finally finished my project, and left the library around 11pm. I hadn't really eaten since I was so busy, so I stopped by a Thai restaurant that was open...

Slave Yoga Ch. 02: Tracy's Journal

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

4-3 My study of Slave Yoga is proceeding splendidly. With the incentive of the slave treats and the mock threat of the slave whip constantly cracking over my head my movements in class are now more graceful and fluid than many of the slave girls. I know that my moves are better, even if the slave girls get more attention from the men in the window because t...