Gym Wife And Students 18+ Threesome Sex

Title: Downward Doggy Style: A Yoga Threeway Twist

Warning: This story is an erotic fantasy and contains explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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Yoga instructor Honey thought she had seen it all during her years teaching at the local gym. But nothing could have prepared her for her first lesson with her new students, Ember and Jade. The two 18 year olds were a captivating mix of innocence and allure, with nubile young bodies that left Honey’s own needs stirring.

As class began, the half dozen students easily followed Honey’s lead into downward dog. But Ember and Jade lingered, their tight yoga pants stretching taut over pert bums as they walked on their hands towards Honey.

“Instructor,” Ember purred, her small breasts heaving as she spoke, “Can you show us how to really expand our energy? We want to feel totally open and relaxed.”

Honey knew that during yoga, energy could flow anywhere – and judging by the way both girls wiggled their hips, they were hoping to guide that flow south. Honey felt a thrill of desire.

“Of course, my dear. Let me demonstrate. Why don’t you join me here in the center of the room?”

Ember and Jade followed eagerly, arranging their mats to create a lovers’ nest. Honey sank to her knees, beckoning the girls closer.

“First, you must start by centering yourself. Focus on your breath as you slide your fingers gently over your curves.”

Ember and Jade both began to touch their yoga-clad bodies sensually, fingertips grazing places that left them squirming. Honey licked her lips, feeling her own arousal growing.

“Now, bring your attention to your breasts. Cup them, tease them, feel the blood flow make them ache for more…”

Both girls followed instructions, panting as they massaged their own heaving mounds. Honey waited until she saw the tell-tale peak of nipples pressing against thin spandex before she advanced.

“May I?” she asked, reaching out slowly.

Ember nodded, biting her lip. Jade simply whimpered, eyes glazed. Honey took one stiff nub between her fingers, rolling and pinching, as her warm mouth closed around the other. The two girls cried out, writhing against her eager mouth as she sucked and nibbled.

Honey could take no more. She needed to feel skin. With a groan she peeled off Ember’s sports bra, revealing small perfect brown aureoles capping taut bullet tips. Jade yanked off her top with a chuckle, eager to be kissed again. Honey obliged, losing herself in the taste of warming flesh.

Slicking her hands down Ember’s abs, Honey slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of those tantalizing yoga pants, gasping at the saturated lace panties she found. The ebony beauty was dripping with need. Jade, seemingly inspired by the sight, shoved her tight shorts down her toned thighs, leaving her bare. Honey could smell her heady musk, feel the scorch of bare skin.

“That’s it, my loves,” Honey crooned as she pushed first two, then three fingers into Ember’s flooding channel. “Feel free, embrace the flow.”

Ember screamed, hips bucking as she rode Honey’s pumping hand. Jade remained still, watching with avid eyes until Honey’s soaked digits slid into her own pink flower. Then she was just as wild, hair flying as she fucked herself against Honey’s wrist.

The room filled with the sound of slick fingers pounding into sodden holes as Honey rubbed and pistoned and filled. Her classroom was lost to her, the girls everything. Their sweat-sheened bodies meshed, a writhing knot of undulating limbs. Honey kissed and bit and suckled every glimpse of smooth brown skin, addled by the taste.

Ember was first to seize her climax, keening and thrashing as she gushed around Honey’s plunging digits. Jade followed quickly, wailing high and harsh as she shattered. Honey felt her own throbbing button pulsing against the friction of her leg, needing relief.

But the girls, in their post-orgasmic haze, had other plans. Ember and Jade sank to their knees, their mouths hovering, hot and hungry above Honey’s dripping sex. She could barely breathe. With a strangled moan, she fisted her hands in ebony curls and ground herself onto their lapping tongues. The mouth Skillfully tongued her clit as agile as any fingers, fingers plunging into her dripping center.

With a howl, Honey came violently, bucking and writhing as the climax rippled through her. She slumped, sprawling across the mats and her girls, who cuddled close, petting her sweat-slick skin.

“See?” Honey gasped, still trembling. “Doesn’t it feel good to let go, to open up?”

Ember and Jade smiled, both displaying dripping chin chins.

“Oh yes, instructor,” purred Ember. “We think we’ll sign up for a very long, very personal course of lessons with you.”

Honey grinned roguishly. She was more than willing to oblige them.

And with that, the new club of three gathered their yoga mats and cleared their throats, eager for the next time they could get together and let their energy flow to even greater heights.

This is the end of this elaborate naughty article about the Yoga threesome from the video Gym Wife And Students. The article features Honey, Ember, and Jade engaging in passionate sexual activities while practicing yoga. The story provides a detailed account of how the three women progress from a regular yoga class to a steamy threesome, exploring new boundaries of intimacy and pleasure. The writing style is explicit and rich with erotic details that capture the sensuality and desire between the characters.