My Sexy Yoga Pose

“Get on your hands and knees!”

When you gave the order, without delay I quickly dropped down into the thick carpet. My body complied willingly to its craving for your dominance. My strong-willed mind bent, knowing only you could make me want to submit. It was visceral.

Just then, realizing I’d held my breath, an awkward inhale happened while trying not to wiggle. See, when I’m turned on, my body has to move and I wasn’t sure I wanted you to know that quite yet.

“Now, arch your back and stick out your bottom.”

I could feel my southern lips begin to pulsate. The next breath that came out felt restrained as an erotic twinge escaped and then a squirm. So much for the holdout… Did someone turn the heat up? Standing over me, I could tell you were taking great pleasure in my obedience.

Catching me off guard from behind, you landed a few unexpected smacks on each cheek. Startled, my body tensed for a moment as it took the thuds on my still covered ass. You knew the warmth beginning to radiate from my backside would happily start my engine running.

Leaning in closer, you began examining my cat-cow yoga pose. Was my back arched enough? Were my arms strong and straight? Was my bottom out and available? Yes, of course they were.

My jaw clenched as you slowly knelt down beside me. Your closeness accentuated the blood pounding through my veins. No one else had ever made me feel that way. It was true, only you had the power to make me want to do…well, anything.

Then, in my ear, the soft, sexy whispering began.

“I’m going to strip you slowly and watch you squirm even more. Then I’m going to do things to your body. Things I’ve only dreamt about.”

Shivering, I listened intently. Your words and direct tone combined made my pussy pucker with anticipation and unleashed the wiggling completely. I wondered what your hands would feel like undressing me one garment at a time. And how I would feel when you saw and touched me.

Both of our thoughts, desires and actions made up this unique moment. Nearly breathless, you inched closer to me. So close, that the heat exuding from our bodies began to commingle.

The direct correlation between your deep, thick voice and the slipperiness manifesting between my legs was unmistakable. What would it feel like being naked on my hands and knees for your pleasure?

I wondered if you realized what effect you had on my mind and in my body. Would surrendering completely take us to a new level of excitement and pleasure? There really was no point in wondering because once stripped, we were both going to find out. This growing level of excitement was providing me with an out of body experience.

Unlike the startling slaps from minutes earlier, your fingers gently landed on my lower back. Along with your eyes, they lightly surveyed my entire outline with deliberate intention. It felt like you were assessing the terrain for how best to uncover its treasure. As though in a trance, my eyes closed.

“Come up to your knees. It’s time to rid you of your clothing.”

Opening my eyes slightly so as not to compromise my balance, I raised up as directed. Reaching towards me, your fingers began unbuttoning my shirt from collarbone to waist. Vibrating, I felt sparks escaping your fingertips. My nipples stood up.

“Look me directly in the eyes.”

My head lifted and my eyes locked onto yours. The intensity between us seared through me and touched my heart. Lost in that unexpected moment we both paused to catch our breath.

Then your eyes dropped as you watched my shirt slide down my arms. I could feel your stare as my black lace bra was revealed. Your face, near mine caused my arousal scale to surge. Instinctually, I almost looked away. But I didn’t. The discomfort was strangely welcomed.

Both breathless, you continued to unbutton, then unzip and slid my pants down. I helped you remove them and then was ordered, in my bra and panties to return to your chosen pose.

Being almost completely exposed made the surface of my skin feel chilled while underneath a boiling was amiss. My craving for you to swallow me whole right then and there filled my mind: Please take me now. You paused. I slumped.

“Assume the proper alignment in your pose.”

Uh-oh, my bottom wasn’t out far enough. Before I had completed that thought, you were already spanking my bottom. This time uncovered, it stung and jiggled my whole body as sounds erupted from my open, panting mouth. My pussy was growing juicer with every hit, and my mind was blinded by the physical attention I was receiving.

Our sounds together must have awakened “your inner beast.” So much so that with focused deliberation, while still dressed and on your knees, you maneuvered behind me and began driving your way between my legs. With thighs open and my lace panties still on, you pushed your covered erect maleness snug up against me as though to see if we fit.

Our loins were on fire. I was impatient and wanted you inside me. Aroused while feeling your hardness pressing against me added fuel to our private bonfire.

Then you backed up momentarily. It cooled our connection and allowed my legs to move back together. Just close enough for you to begin slowly drawing down my panties, the last obstacle to your treasure.

First exposed for your visual pleasure was my rounded bottom. Then my crack with my shaved pussy lips beneath. I heard your breath stop midstream as you saw my secret place for the very first time.

Letting my panties go, they dropped to my knees. You released your breath. I couldn’t help but sway in my now perfect pose.

“I can see my red hand print on your ass.” You chuckled. “Quite a view…”

Acknowledging my complete exposure made my legs shake.

“Let’s begin by making your pussy jealous shall we?”

I knew that meant you’d brought a butt plug. One time you’d told me that pulling a plug in and out of my bottom hole would be a very sexy activity. Having fantasized that exact activity, I agreed with you completely. But now that it was really happening, it gave me butterflies in my belly.

Through the lubing process, you explained that you’d selected this plug because you wanted to watch my body’s reaction as it went slowly in and out of my anus. On fire just listening, I witnessed your nimbleness with the slippery plug in your hands. You kept glancing between the plug and me.

Preparing to be occupied, my hole pinched with expectation. Excitement mixed with embarrassment kept my position steady so as not to receive another spanking.

“Ok, arch your back more so I can see everything more clearly. We don’t want to enter the wrong hole do we?”

Lifting my bottom even more while lowering my head to the floor, I was unable to verbally respond. Instead, I whimpered and shook my head, not sure what I was agreeing to.

You started by tapping the plug at my willing hole several times. Tap, tap, tap…my breath was held as we both focused on the same orifice. Knowing you were intensely staring at my most private spots made everything quiver. I wondered if you could tell...

Playing at my entrance was even more thrilling than I’d imagined. You ordered me to suck it in and squeeze it out. Knowing you were up close watching, I’m not sure who was getting more pleasure from this “sexy activity.”

My body wanted to sit back and swallow the entire plug then and there. But when I pressed back and tried, you pulled it away. Teasing me made me want it more... I whimpered again with disappointment this time. You smiled mischievously making me wait. Then you pushed the slick plug all the way in, just past my inner sphincter. Oh… I had to catch my breath to acclimate to this next level of invasion.

At this point, I wasn’t sure what you were doing. I only knew how incredibly intimate and sexy it felt as you continued to poke the plug further up my wanting ass. My knees wobbled as my pussy watched from below. It was indeed beginning to grow envious.

Tuned in, you reached down with your nimble fingers and tugged on my lips, giving me some relief. But my body was demanding a deeper penetration. Impulsively I began rocking back and forth on your plug as you held it. Together we began a rhythm that satisfied us both. One of the most erotic moments, ever.

“I’m going to let go of the plug. I want to watch you hold it in place. It better not come out!”

Still in perfect yoga alignment, I did as I was told.

Not noticing your movement while I squeezed my bottom tightly I suddenly found you laying on your back with your head between my knees. You looked back at me and then directly up at my privates. Just watching, I couldn’t help but moan.

With your plug still held securely in my ass, my pussy was getting juicy. So wet it could have dripped onto your face. You didn’t seem to mind.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of you as you looked up at my completely exposed lower hemisphere. I hadn’t even noticed that my wiggling and moaning had persisted. You did though. With your legs out straight, I could tell you were harder and fuller in your pants. I was desperate for more.

Your hands grabbed my shifting cheeks tightly. Squeezing your fingers into me they felt strong and sure of what they wanted. Completely lost, spreading my legs further you pulled me down closer to your face. I could feel your warm deep breath blowing between my lips and onto my clit.

Both of us wanted your mouth on me. It was necessary. With legs wide as they could be, I slowly sat back. Realizing that my bottom lips were about to kiss yours, I took another constricted breath and completed my move onto your face.

Watching, your lips began sucking mine and your teeth lightly nibbled my clit. Then I felt your tongue slide into me. My head nearly exploded as my pussy began getting its wish.

The plug slipped silently out, knowing its turn had passed…