“I guess white wasn’t the best colour to wear today.” Moxie said, looking down.
“Yeah, we can fully see your tits.” Lizzie said casually. “Just take it off if you’re that hot.”
“Yeah I might. When I’m alone I typically do my yoga naked.” Moxie around the room as she spoke. “Would any of you mind if I took it off?” Lizzie and both of the other girls said they wouldn’t mind. I looked at the other guy in the class and he looked as surprised as me. We both said it was fine and watched, shocked, as our yoga teacher pulled her bra over her head and let her tiddies drop for us. They were beautiful.
With her top off, it was easier to judge her cup size, and I guessed she was around a D cup. They sagged a lot more without the support, but they were still nice and round, with big dark nipples. She had no tan lines, and the rich, vibrant tan she glowed with was consistent everywhere, making me guess she was topless outside a lot. Somehow that realization made her even sexier.
“That’s so much better. Anyone else wanting to strip, feel free. We can make this a clothing optional class from now on.” Moxie said, dropping her wet bra on the floor. “Also, if anyone is uncomfortable, feel free to leave. I don’t want you to feel forced. I’m not charging you for today since it’s already too hot here.” Silence, then one of the friends, Claire I think, pulled her thin tank top off and was in just her sports bra on top. She hesitated then pulled down her pants quickly, like it was a dare. Claire had panties on underneath, but the thin dark thong contrasted her smooth caramel skin to be very sexy and revealing. Moxie cheered. She had a nice ass too.
“You aren’t taking off your shirt?” I heard Lizzie ask. I turned to see who she was talking to and couldn’t believe what I saw when she was looking at me. I was so focused on Claire that I didn’t notice Lizzie took off her bra too, so she was in front of me, asking me to strip, with her tits out. They were a lot smaller than Moxie’s, as I already guessed, but they were very upright and perky. Her boobs were even more pale than the rest of her body, and they made her small pink nipples seem like they popped even more. What I hadn’t guessed was that her left nipple was pierced with a silver stud that matched her small earring studs. A dark butterfly tattoo was between her tits, spreading its wings as if trying to connect the pierced and unpierced nipples together. The stud and the tattoo really seemed to suit her.
“Hey, we found another tattoo!” I said, trying to be funny but my voice sounded too squeaky for me to like it.
“Keep staring at my tits while you decide if you’re joining us.” She said patronizingly. I quickly pulled my shirt over my head, trying to join in on the situation. I went to put my shirt in my bag and Doug, the other guy in the class, put his away at the same time.
“Don’t fuck this up.” He whispered to me.
“The class or…?”
“You know what I mean.” He said, then looked at the women taking off their clothes before glaring meaningfully at me. We went back to our mats.
“Anyone have anything to say before we start again?” Moxie asked. The other friend, Kait, took a breath and pulled off her tank top and bra at the same time, showing off some deep tan lines. She quickly covered her boobs with crossed arms, like she partially regretted the decision.
“It’s ok. Take your time with it. Enjoy the feeling of freedom being naked provides.” Moxie said soothingly. “Anyone feel free to take off more clothes as we continue through our exercises. I encourage the men here to take off more, seeing as how they’re both still decent.” Moxie said. Immediately Doug pulled off his gym shorts, standing in only his briefs. He looked at me but I ignored him. I was a little too hard to take off my shorts at the moment.
“Thank you. Let’s start with the warrior pose.” Moxie said and progressed through the rest of the yoga set. It was still really hot in the room, but now I was a lot more focused on other things in the second half of the class. Like the hot, wet tits around me as I pretended they weren’t the hottest thing I’ve seen in months. Slowly, the sweat rolled down my chest and back, soaking into the only piece of clothing I was wearing. The shorts that felt perfectly comfortable only a few minutes ago now felt tight and restrictive, like they were blocking me from doing what felt so natural. I considered taking off the shorts and leaving the briefs like Doug, but something about that felt silly and I would just feel more awkward. Like a little boy caught in his tighty-whities in public.
For a moment, I wondered what was stopping me from just taking it all off. Usually I wasn’t as shy as this when I came to my body. I can’t say I often spend time naked around strangers, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t, or at least couldn’t try. Was it because of the women? They were already pretty open about being seen without clothes. Maybe it was just Lizzie I was worried about. I couldn’t get the idea of her single out of my head and kept thinking about what it could mean. Did I have a shot with her? She wanted me to take off my shirt. If anything, taking off more was probably going to get her interested.
“Is it alright with everyone if I go completely naked?” Moxie asked. The question knocked me out of my own inner dialogue about the same idea. Everyone said it was fine and she smoothly pulled her little shorts to the ground before standing in front of us proudly.
“Shit you’re hot. I hope I look like you when I’m older.” Lizzie said out loud.
“Thank you!” Moxie beamed a smile at Lizzie’s comment. “Keep doing yoga and get naked often!” She said. Her seamless tan continued past her waist and into her hairless pussy. Clearly she was more than topless outside, I corrected my earlier thought. Moxie let everyone get a good look at her, not caring that we were admiring her.
“Anyone else?” She asked. The question hung in the air above us all. An unanswered challenge. Who was going to respond?
“Is it alright with the women here if I tried?” I asked, not wanting to make anyone uncomfortable. I looked around and saw everyone nodding, until Lizzie snorted at me.
“No way you’re going to do it.” She said. Without another word, I pulled my shorts off, and put them next to my mat, proving I meant it. I pretended not to feel everyone’s eyes on me as I presented myself as naked as my teacher. Quietly, I was really happy I had trimmed my bush recently to look cleaner.
“Amazing! Thank you!” Moxie said. I felt a little nervous but did my best to hide it, and did my best to ignore the fact that I was surrounded by titties. I looked around the room a bit and saw the two friends checking me out, looking me up and down. I glanced to the other side and Lizzie’s eyes were firmly locked on my semi hard dick, which when I realized that, threatened to go fully hard. I took a breath and smiled back at Moxie, now thankful for this opportunity to try something new.
“No damn way you’re beating me!” Lizzie said and pulled off her shorts in a quick yank of her wrist, flicking them to the side of her mat in barely a second. We were competing? I admired her pussy the same way she stared at my dick. She had a neatly trimmed triangle of black hair just above her pale pussy lips, accenting the contrast of her hair and skin yet again. Briefly I wondered what her pussy would taste like, and if I could lick the sweat from her lips, when I immediately realized my mistake. I tried to turn away, to face my hips down and hide just how hard the idea of tasting Lizzie made me, but I was too late. Lizzie’s eyes opened wide and she smirked like she caught me doing something naughty. Like she was going to enjoy punishing me for it. Her eyes met mine and I looked away quickly.
“See something you like?” She asked jokingly, putting her hands on her hips to leave her naked body on display. I looked at the ground as I felt my cheeks burn up.
“It’s a normal reaction.” Doug said. “How is he supposed to not get hard when you beautiful women are stripping all around us.”
“You mean you’re hard right now too?” Claire asked him light heartedly.
“I’ve been hard as a rock since Moxie first flashed us!” Doug announced, making the group laugh with Moxie laughing the loudest of all.
“Then join the dark side and take off your shorts. It feels so free.” She teased while sliding her hands down her wet thighs, but Doug shook his head.
“Hell no, I was just here for yoga. I’m not risking my marriage no matter the situation. I’m loving my view but I’ve hit my limit without my wife being here.” Doug said. That’s too bad. I was kind of hoping he would strip just so I felt less alone amongst the women, or even to encourage more clothes coming off. I understood it though – I probably wouldn’t have taken off my shorts if I wasn’t trying to get the attention of a certain black haired babe.
“Then I guess we’ll just have to appreciate the two students that took the opportunity to be naked today.” Moxie said, smiling at Lizzie and I.
“You too. You’re the one that started this whole thing and you look amazing.” I said.
“Wow, what a kiss ass, and I was just thinking that you liked seeing me naked the most, you talk about how sexy the teacher is.” Lizzie said. “Get yourself some tattoos and maybe he’ll really like watching you.” She said, directing her instructions at Moxie.
“You don’t think Moxie looks great?”
“I think she looks perfect and she made me really interested in tanning naked, I just think you are pretty comfortable admiring any pair of tits in your view.” Lizzie shot back.
“Says the girl who had a hard time taking her eyes off my dick when I dropped my pants.” I said.
“Hey! You two can sort this out later. Right now, let’s finish our workout.” Moxie said, trying to get the lesson back on track. Lizzie took a second to glare at me before turning her attention back to her instructor. She turned to face the front and I saw another surprise on her, a small dark tattoo of a mermaid just below her waist line, hidden until he was completely naked for us. I turned back to the front, wondering what her name was.
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