Moxie resumed our yoga session as if the back and forth never happened. She went back into the poses, guiding us into a deeper stretch than before. I was surprised at how different it felt, not being restricted. I never minded the typical gym clothes that I wore when doing yoga, but this was a whole new level of comfort. I was a little self conscious of my body, but since everyone had already seen me I figured who cares? Besides, everyone was watching Moxie and her bouncy tanned boobs anyways. She seemed to be completely at home, and I realized she probably spends a lot of time naked. She seemed the type.
After a few minutes, my mind calmed down and I was soft again. I put the conversation with Lizzie out of my mind, trying to focus on the yoga, until I caught Lizzie watching me. As I turned from facing one side to facing towards her, I saw her staring at my dick again, which was where my ass was just moments before. We made eye contact and she stared at me unapologetically, almost daring me to say something about it. She smiled and I smiled back, while trying to ignore just how much I wanted to fill her smile by shoving my dick as far in her mouth as it would go. Could she take me all? I wasn’t the biggest by porn standards, but I’ve had girls in the past that couldn’t take me all the way in their mouths because I’m too much. Lizzie seemed like the type who could handle a big dick but I wanted so badly to watch her bright eyes as she struggled to fit the last inch of me down her throat.
“Ok last stretch as always, lets see how close to the splits we can get!” Moxie said, ending the session with her usual challenge to us. Moxie sat on her mat and, like usual, smoothly transitioned into the splits, but for the first time the stretch fully exposed her pussy lips to the class. Moxie closed her eyes and took a deep breath, not caring that the group of people were all focused on her pink pussy pulled open wide for us to see. She leaned forwards, pushing her body towards the mat and letting her giant boobs hang low, brushing her nipples against the mat. She held this pose for a few seconds, displaying the deepest cleavage I’ve seen in real life.
I sat on my mat, trying to ignore my dick getting hard at the site of my sexy teacher’s comfort level with us. As usual, the class turned to the left, accommodating the area to fit on our mats and I was able to watch Lizzie’s ass as she transitioned into the stretch. Vaguely, I realized the feeling of my balls touching the yoga mat was weird as I made my attempt at the splits. I leaned forward like Moxie for the stretch, and my face was less than a foot away from Lizzie’s tight ass as she leaned forwards too, spreading her cheeks and letting me see everything. Despite her trimmed hair in the front, her pussy lips and ass were completely hairless. The hard muscles in her thighs were flexed, showing off the deep contours of her toned thighs and ass cheeks. I looked her all over, drinking in the sight of this muscle bound tattoo goddess as she stretched. From the black painted nails to the thickly muscled and tattooed legs, arms and back, she made a huge show of herself to the room, with me in the perfect viewing spot. I got so hard I had no chance of hiding it.
I stayed bent over, trying to cover my hard on but that kept me closer to the sweat rolling down Lizzie’s back and between her thick ass. It wasn’t helping. I looked away, only to make eye contact with a very amused Moxie, clearly enjoying my struggle to regain composure. It wasn’t helping me with how sexy she was either, between her cleavage and open pussy.
“Well done class. I think we can call it a day there. Thank you for staying and thank you to everyone who wore less than usual.” The class relaxed, with most people standing up to leave. Doug made a bee-line for his bag, grabbing it quickly and pulling his clothes on aggressively.
“Have somewhere to be?” Moxie asked him.
“Yep. I’m going to go home and fuck my wife’s brains out.” He announced. A few people laughed but he clearly meant what he said, taking the stairs to the front door two at a time. Not far behind him was Claire and her quiet friend, surprisingly touchy with each other as they followed Doug’s example up the stairs.
“I’ll let them out and get something to drink. Feel free to hang around a bit if you want.” Moxie said. She walked upstairs still vibrantly naked, seeming lighter and happier than usual.
Finally I had to get up. My cock softened a little in the short time between the end of the lesson and now, but still wasn’t entirely soft. Lizzie was busy collecting her clothes as I walked to my stuff. I bent over a little, reaching into my bag, and felt a hard slap on my ass. I quickly turned to see Lizzie, still naked, a few inches away from me. She grabbed my dick without breaking eye contact.
“What? No games? No jokes? No staring at my asshole as I stretch?” She asked in a slightly mocking tone. Slowly she started to stroke my dick that went from half soft to rock hard almost instantly.
“You’re the one that did the splits in front of my face. How was I not supposed to look?” I asked, sounding a little weak. She narrowed her eyes, not stopping with my cock. Suddenly she pushed my shoulder down, trying to force me to kneel on the floor. I let her.
“You spent so much time staring at my pussy, maybe you should give it a closer look. Make sure I didn’t hurt it with all that stretching.” My face level with her neatly trimmed black triangle of hair over her shaved pussy lips. I stared at her pubes and her bright pink clit hungrily. “Does it look good?” She asked.
“It looks amazing.” I said. I looked up at her, and she glared down at me like she was tired of me.
“I don’t think you can see from there.” Lizzie said and pushed my face into her wet pussy. The sides of her thighs were still slick with the sweat of working out in the hot room. I breathed in deep and the smell of her pussy made me feel weak in anticipation. I didn’t care how she was trying to make me feel if she let me do this, I thought with my face in her thighs.
“Actually I’m pretty sore. I think you better kiss me to help me recover.” Lizzie said.
I slowly kissed her at the bottom of her pubes, trying not to seem too eager, when I realized that there was no real way to be gentle so long as her hand was forcing my head into her pussy. Besides, the force of her hand and her attitude made it clear how she wanted things. I stuck my tongue out as far as it could go and licked from where I could reach, back to where I kissed. Over and over again I moved my head forwards and back, trying to cover as much area with my mouth as possible. I got a huge taste of how wet her pussy was – it was obvious just how turned on she was from everything that happened in the last hour of the yoga class as well. So unfair that she could hide it and I was stuck with my dick standing at attention for everyone to see.
I used my whole mouth, trying to get as rough as someone could get while using only their tongue. I moved my entire head back and forth, reaching until I was sure I had to have been licking past her pussy and near her ass. I wanted to hear this bitch moan. I met her eyes again and saw grim amusement there, like it was funny in a sad way how hard I was trying to make her feel good and was still failing. I stabbed forward with my tongue, penetrating her pussy as far as my tongue could reach. Lizzie had the slightest gasp before looking down on me with a dirty little smirk. She ran her fingers through my hair as she spoke.
“You’re better than I would have guessed but you still have a long way to go to impress me. You’re going to have to get more creative if you want to make momma cum.”
If she asked me to bark for her I probably would have.
There was the sound of a step on the stairs and Lizzie pushed me away quickly. I stood up, wiping her wetness from my face using the back of my hand. Moxie came back down the stairs, her massive tanned tits bouncing as she came down to her yoga studio. She looked around quickly, smiling at the two of us.
“Wow I thought you two would be fucking by now. I had an image of you bouncing on his dick in my head.” Moxie said cheerfully. I couldn’t help but let my jaw drop a little at how close she was to calling out what happened. I looked at Lizzie but she was smiling back at Moxie like they were sharing an inside joke. Moxie walked closer to us and looked me up and down before laughing.
“Between the guilty looks on your faces and the precum on your dick I think I called it pretty close.” Moxie said. I looked down only to see the tip of my dick shiny and as hard as ever. “Was I close with my guess?”
“Close, but I had him get on his knees and lick my pussy clean.” Lizzie announced. Moxie beamed, like this was the best news she could hear.
“I love when girls know how to get what they want.” She said. Moxie put her hands on the fox tattoo on Lizzie’s toned shoulders and they both stared at me.
“Now what do you want to do with him?” Moxie asked. Lizzie thought for a second before approaching me.
She put her hand on my shoulder, once again guiding me to my knees. I expected to go back to eating her out, but instead she lifted her leg and put her foot so that they covered my nose and mouth. I stared at her over her toes and licked the sole of her foot, making her smirk.
“Down.” She said and pushed forwards. I laid on the floor, her black painted toenails never leaving my nose. I licked her all over and sucked one of her smaller toes into my mouth. This definitely was not what I was expecting to do today but who was I to argue when a thick muscled badass sticks her foot on my face?
“That was hot.” Moxie announced. “That dick looks pretty good right now. Are you going to suck it?” Moxie asked.
“I’m not sure he deserves it yet.” Lizzie replied.
“He licked your pussy and sucked your toes. What more do you want?” Moxie asked. “Also I was watching both of you and I know you’ve been eyeing up that dick for the past hour. You want it so badly, and I want to try his mouth.” Wait, Moxie was getting in this too? Would Lizzie want that? Could I handle my tattooed crush and a fit giant titted MILF at the same time? Definitely not. How long could I last? I guess we’ll find out. This is where the real workout begins.
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