Lesbian Yoga Teacher Seduces Straight Girl

In the quaint, sun-drenched studio, the tantalizing aroma of jasmine incense wafted through the air. Yummy Yoga was buzzing with its usual early morning regulars, all blissfully unaware of the sexual tension about to unfold. Among them was the studio’s hottest instructor, Mandy, a statuesque blonde with an hourglass figure and DD cups that strained against her leotard. Her natural beauty was amplified by her over malignancies.

One of her regular students was Lisa, a 20-something brunette with a tight, athletic body and flawless Alabaster skin. She was new to yoga but found herself drawn to Mandy’s radiant confidence and the sexual energy she exuded. As class began, Mandy guided Lisa through each pose, her warm hands sometimes lingering a bit too long.

“Great job, Lisa,” Mandy cooed, her full lips curled into a seductive smile. “You’re a natural. Just submit to the sensation and let your body move as it desires…”

As the class wound down and the other students dutifully rolled up their mats, Lisa hung back, sensing an unspoken invitation in Mandy’s smoldering gaze. “What do you think about private lessons?” Mandy asked huskily, running a long-nailed finger down Lisa’s spine. “I could help you really unlock your potential.”

Lisa shivered, feeling a surge of heat between her thighs. “I… I think I’d like that,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

The following day, the studio was empty except for the two women. Mandy lit candles and Put on Enya. As they began to move through the poses, Mandy pressed closer behind Lisa. “Remember, let your body flow,” she murmured, guiding Lisa’s hips with her hands, her ample breasts grazing Lisa’s back.

Lisa could feel the heat radiating off of Mandy’s body, intoxicating her. When Mandy turned Lisa around and pressed her lips against hers in a passionate kiss, Lisa melted into her embrace, all hesitation forgotten. “I need to taste you,” Mandy breathed.

She kissed and licked her way down Lisa’s neck and chest, pushing her cleavage up with her hands. Lisa gasped as Mandy took one of her nipples into her mouth, sucking and licking until it was stiff and aching.

Mandy then guiding them to a table where she massage Lisa’s shoulders, and soon hands moved lower, groping her breasts. Lisa was panting now, her own inhibitions melting away as Mandy’s hands explored her body. “I want to make you feel good, baby,” Mandy whispered into her ear. “I want to make you come so hard you forget your own name.”

Mandy slowly peeled off Lisa’s leotard, leaving her naked and quivering. She bent Lisa over the table, kissing her way down her back. Lisa moaned as Mandy caressed her ass and then parted her thighs, exposing her dripping pussy.

“Oh my god,” Lisa gasped as Mandy buried her face between her legs, her skilled tongue flicking over her clit. “Yes, yes, just like that…”

Mandy licked and sucked Lisa’s clit until she was writhing on the table, her fingers digging into the wood. “Come for me, Lisa,” Mandy urged. “Let me taste you.”

Lisa came undone with a scream of ecstasy, her pussy gushing into Mandy’s eager mouth. She collapsed onto the table, spent and satisfied.

But Mandy wasn’t done with her yet. She flipped Lisa over and straddled her face, lowering her pussy to Lisa’s mouth. “Now it’s your turn to taste me,” she commanded, grinding her hips against Lisa’s face. “Make me come with that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Lisa tentatively licked at Mandy’s pussy, savoring the musky sweetness. As Mandy rocked her hips, Lisa lapped and sucked more confidently, finding the spots that made Mandy moan. Soon Mandy was riding Lisa’s face with abandon, her pussy quivering and clenching against Lisa’s tongue.

Mandy came with a hungry whimper, her pussy contracting and flooding Lisa’s mouth with her juices. She collapsed on top of Lisa, both women panting and sticky with sweat.

As they basked in the afterglow, Lisa traced patterns on the rise and fall of Mandy’s ample bust. “That was… incredible,” she breathed. “I never knew yoga could be so… invigorating.”

Mandy laughed, a husky, sultry sound. “Oh, sweetheart,” she said, nuzzling Lisa’s neck. “You haven’t seen anything yet. Stick with me and I’ll show you what yoga can really do for you.”

And with that, the lessons truly began, as Mandy prepared Lisa for a lifetime of limber, lesbian loving.