This story has very mild femdom/feminization. If you copy it, please keep my name attached. SuppleWriter * My name was Steve, and it is time to tell my story. Ten years ago I was 32, living a high-pressure life in Los Angeles, and doing yoga in my free time. Based on the people I met at work, I began to see that male attitudes were often destructive (a...
“Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out…” chanting the movement of the breath toward the seven people at your morning yoga class. Ujjayi breathing fills the room with deep ocean sounding breaths awakening the souls of the men and women in the class. All sitting in perfect full-lotus positions. After several years with this group They have learned n...
Belinda's short flirty pink dress looked out of place as she sat on her kitchen stool with the morning sun streaming in through the window. Her body still hadn't processed the endorphins from making love the night before and still glowed despite the cooler temperature. Kate was sitting opposite her in the small tidy kitchen and although there was no one els...
This is the third part to my Guest House series. I want to thank everyone for taking the time to rate or favorite my stories and I hope you enjoy this story as much as I had writing it. -------------------------------------------------- Dylan finished his breakfast and put on his running pants and shoes before heading out. He did a few stretches and took...
It was after a lot of trouble that my wife was able to convince me to go out, do some yoga and get fit. I tried dodging her but, I knew I had no choice, so finally I checked out on a couple of yoga classes in Chandigarh (India) and joined one that was from 6:00 am to 7:00 am. The female instructor (name changed to Deepika) and was approximately 37 years old...
Sweating bullets and ever conscious of her stern academic advisor's disapproving indifference, Tracy moved to the final suggestion on her list of possible topics. "I was thinking I might do my thesis on Slave Yoga," Tracy said. "It's very trendy, and there's a lot of interesting psychological aspects." Tracy's faculty advisor, Dr. Agatha Crush, had dismiss...
This is a continuation of my story Slick. You should read that introductory chapter first, Chapter 2 My wife Jude and I had recently celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary. At the time, we had one kid in college and another set to graduate high school soon. I was contemplating retirement and Jude was bored. She had been a stay-at-home mom for the pas...
If you enjoyed part 1 and you're planning on enjoying this part, please check out Sarkopheros's stories if you haven't already. He is a huge inspiration. As per before, expect crazy proportions, impossible cum inflation, expansion and hyper themes. Valerie Song: Hot Yoga Part 2 By the time Valerie had finally showered off the layer of spunk coating her b...
Mark had always had a thing for MILFs. I mean, who doesn't? There really is nothing like the sweet taboo fruit of checking out an older woman, especially when she sports an hourglass figure. The summer after he graduated college, Mark felt an increased, palpable attraction to the multiple hot moms he had the pleasure of knowing, but he had no idea how to a...
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...