Sensual Partner Yoga: Om With Me!

You wanted to say yes when I asked, didn’t you?

I saw the look on your face when I suggested you come do sensual partner yoga with me.  You grimaced, shaking your head, and probably thinking I’m crazy for even suggesting that you join me.  But then, as you watched me slide those silky, tight leggings up my thighs, you started to reconsider.  You’ve seen the way I’m always stretching around the house.  The way I bend over and spread my legs wide, touching the floor.  That’s the move you can’t resist, isn’t it?  I purposely do it when I know you’re coming into the room.  I want to feel that playful smack of your hand against my butt.

So when I turn around to face you, my hands together already in prayer position, willing you to say yes to my sensual partner yoga idea, you can’t resist.  And once you see that huge smile on my face and squeeze me close as I jump into your arms, you know you’ve made the right choice.

I’m teaching today’s class at an old converted barn outside of the city.  I hold your hand as you drive us there, sneaking little kisses on your fingers every time I look over at you.  Clearly, I’m thrilled that you’re willing to give yoga a shot.  You nod your head as I chatter on about the different poses and how amazing you’re going to feel after class.  But I know making me happy makes you happy too, doesn’t it?

Once we arrive at our destination, I hop out of the car, eager to show you how fun my sensual partner yoga idea is going to be.

Before you can even lock the car, I’m right next to you.  Playfully, I push you back against the door.  But only so I can plant a kiss on your lips.  As I watched you drive, I was overcome with emotion.  I started thinking back to the first date jitters I had when we first met, how amazing it was the first time we made love, and all those naughty confessions you’ve shared with me over the years, late into the night hours.  You felt all those feelings come through when I kissed you, didn’t you?  Now you’re thinking yoga might not be such a bad thing.

As we walk over to the barn, you comment on how beautiful the property is.  It’s so secluded, so serene, the perfect spot for some sensual partner yoga if you ask me.  But as we get to the front door, it’s locked.  There’s a handwritten note saying class had to be cancelled; apparently, something is wrong with the heat in the barn.  I scramble to pull my phone out of my pocket and see that I missed a few messages.  See what happens when I’m with you?  You’re all I can think about.

But don’t think you’re getting out of yoga that easily, mister!  Lucky for us, the weather is cooperating.  So I grab your hand and lead you out to the grassy field.  There’s no one else around, just you and me.

It’s time to experience sensual partner yoga together.

We stand facing each other.  You hear my voice soften as I tell you to ground down, to let all the thoughts in your mind go, and just feel the earth beneath your feet.  I take your hands in mine, feeling the radiating warmth.  Collectively, we take in a deep breath and release.  I tell you to continue keeping your eyes closed.  Then you feel my body press against your back.  Wrapping my arms around your waist, I give you a tight squeeze.  My firm tits press against your thin t-shirt.  And you can’t help but notice how hard my nipples are.

I guide you into your first downward dog, tucking my fingers around your strong thighs and sliding my hands up.  You feel your cock twitch at my touch as you try to send a telepathic message my way, urging me to let my hands reach your crotch.  But I’m focusing on the sensual partner yoga.  Instead, I lean back, assisting you in a deep stretch.  It feels so good that you can’t help but let out a deep sigh.  You hear me exclaim how perfect that was.

Now it’s time for the ultimate sensual partner yoga move.

After I guide you through a few different poses, all using my body to assist you, it’s time to get on the ground.  I have you lie on your back and lift your legs.  I rest my torso on your outstretched feet and grab your hands, and as soon as I lift my legs, I’m flying over you.  My firm breasts are spilling out of my tight sports bra.  And I joke about keeping your eyes up here, buddy.  Then I lean forward some more, so that my face is right next to yours.  As I look into your eyes, my lips meet yours again.  This time, the electricity is intense.  You bend your knees, lowering me on top of you, and I feel your tongue begin to explore my mouth.

Sensual partner yoga takes a naughty turn.  And I feel your hands run up and down my body, your hard cock pressing against me, making me ache for you.  Your hands gently pull down the waistband of my yoga pants, and I know I won’t be able to make it home without you inside of me.

“Make love to me, baby,” I whisper in your ear, shifting my hips so your hardness is flush against my wet thong.

Turns out, sensual partner yoga is pretty amazing, isn’t it?  Let’s get a little bendy together!

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