18-09-2022, 08:32 PM
Intense intercourse With My Heavenly Yoga Instructor
Hello Friends. This is Kannan with another story. I’m 33 years old.
I’m here to share my real-life sexual experience with Ramya. She is my ex-colleague and currently my hot-yoga instructor. Ramya is 38 years old. She has a 36C bust with hardly any fat around her waist. She is a beautiful woman with a fair skin tone and big butts. She is married and a mother of a 12-year-old girl.
I worked with her for about 3 years till August 2021. During our days at the same office, we were good friends. There was no thought about her beyond friendship. We discussed a lot of general topics during break time. We also travelled to the office together as she resides 2 streets away from my place.
However, since March 2020, we have been working from home due to COVID-19. Even today, I am working from home. Ramya resigned in August 2021 to pursue her career as a yoga instructor. She invited many in the office, including me, to her yoga classes when she resigned.
I had no interest in yoga then. But in June 2022, I started yoga as physical activity. I was becoming a lazy bum working from home. I chose yoga after finding some articles on International Yoga Day. So, when I thought of yoga, the first thing that came to mind was Ramya.
I contacted her on 3rd June 2022. She was happy to take me to her yoga class. But I had to reach the class 5 kilometers from my home at 5:30 AM. I sarcastically asked her, “You know me very well. For me, 5:30 AM is midnight. Do you have any other option?”
She giggled and said, “I normally take only morning classes as I would be held up with family in the evening.” I asked her, “Since I am the only one, can you make an exception and instruct me at home?”
She thought for a while and said, “Yes, I will be back home by 7:30 AM. But I cannot spend time with you until my daughter leaves for college at 8:30 AM, and my husband is at the office at 9:00 AM. Also, it’s always better to do yoga on an empty stomach. So let me know how we can go about it.”
I asked her, “Then can I come to your home at 12:30 PM. I will have an early and light breakfast. By 12:30 PM, it should not be a problem.” She agreed, and my 8-week course started the next day, i.e., 6th June 2022.
The classes started as 30-minute classes and gradually increased to 60 minutes and 90 minutes per day. Until I entered her house for my first class, I had no intentions about her beyond being a good friend. As I stepped in, my eyes were glued to her. She was in a black sleeveless tank-top vest and tight 3/4th leggings.
I controlled my emotions with great difficulty. It was a duplex house with an internal staircase. There was a big hall with a kitchen and one bedroom on the ground floor. Two bedrooms on the first floor, with a broad corridor space between the two bedrooms.
My class takes place in the corridor on the first floor. The staircase goes up at one end of the hall. One bedroom on the first floor starts about 2-3 feet from where the staircase ends. The other bedroom is opposite this bedroom at the other end of the corridor.
The corridor space is big enough, about 15x15 feet, with a marble slab. It’s an open space above the slab where we could look down the hall on the ground floor. Every day was tough to control my emotions, especially when she touched me to help me do the asanas.
She used to be in her 3/4th tight leggings every day but her top used to be either a sleeveless tank-top vest or loose short sleeve collarless T-shirt. I used to go to the class in my normal casual T-shirt and track pant. After about 40 days of my course, on 15th July 2022, I could not handle my lusty emotions toward Ramya.
I was doing Poorna Salabhasana with my legs and upper body raised in the air, with only my mid-section on the ground. Ramya bent down, standing in front of me to correct the posture of my head and upper body. My eyes caught up with boobs inside her loose T-shirt.
Her short sleeve collarless T-shirt was loosely fit. Her boobs were visible to me at close sight except for the front portion of her breast, which was covered by her bra cups. Ramya noticed that I was staring at her boobs as my head was so stiff to adjust for her.
Staring at me, she gave me a short grunt and then said, “Focus, please.” I was a little hesitant yet, unable to control it. I replied to her, “I will if you allow me,” and gave a naughty smile at her. She first gave me a surprised look at me. But then, to my fortune took it lightly.
With a laugh, she came down on her knees and helped me correct my pose. After that day’s class, I continued to give her that naughty smile. I felt she took things lightly. She smiled briefly back at me and said, “I thought you were here to learn yoga.”
I replied, “Yes, even I agreed till you gave me ideas for extra-curricular activities today.” I bluffed her as I got the idea 40 days back when I first saw her in a sleeveless tank-top vest. She smiled at me and said, “We’ll see.” I immediately asked, “What are we going to see?”
She blushed and asked me to leave by literally pushing me out of her house. As I left her place that day on 15th July 2022, I was happy that she did not close the door for me to get closer to her physically. But my emotions were growing multifold with this same thought.
Another 10 days passed by. But these 10 days were much more entertaining as we continued to look at each other as beyond friends. But somehow, neither of us advanced toward each other. But then, on 25th July 2022, I was doing Bhujangasana (Cobra pose).
Ramya was standing, resting her back on the wall just after the staircase. She was wearing a pink sleeveless tank-top vest and 3/4th tight leggings. My body was hot from within, more so whenever I saw her in her sleeveless tops. Ramya raised her hands to tie her hair like a ball over her head.
The sight of her broad shaved underarms with a narrow long oval shaped rough patch at the center hit my emotions to the roof. I immediately gasped and started blowing hot air loudly. She turned at me, heard the sound and asked, “What happened?”
I stared at her and said, “Nothing is happening. That’s the problem,” and smiled. Ramya understood what I was hinting at and said, “Until we were in office, you were a good friend. Do you remember?” I relaxed from my asana.
I went close to her and asked, “So, is that thought making you a bookworm here?” She looked confused and asked, “Bookworm? What do you mean?”
I said, “10 days back, I told you that you had given me ideas for extra-curricular activities. But I’m still waiting, and you are focusing only on the yoga curriculum. That’s why I say you are a bookworm. Boring and not ready for any extra-curricular activities.”
I was standing about two steps away from Ramya. She was standing, resting her back on the wall. Just as I called her boring, her expression changed. She gave me a smile at me. She pushed her upper back against the wall and came close to me.
We were now standing so close that our bodies were rubbing against each other. I realized I was close to fulfilling my 50-day hunger to enjoy her nude body in bed. We slowly started to immerse ourselves in our lusty emotions. Ramya moved closer to my face pressing her breasts on my upper body.
We gazed closely at each other’s eyes and lips for a few seconds. In a flash, Ramya jammed her lips over mine, and we started kissing intensely. I grabbed her waist tight, and Ramya rolled her arms around my neck. We started kissing as we dug our tongues into each other mouths jamming our faces tightly.
I could not stop sipping her juicy lips and sucking her wet tongues. We continued to kiss intensely. I rolled one of my hands around her waist and grabbed her buttocks with my other hand. Ramya hopped on me and sat on my waist, rolling her legs around my waist.
I carried Ramya on my waist and slowly walked towards the slab, kissing her tight. I placed her on the marble slab. I kissed her all over her face. Wasting no time, I grabbed the top around her waist and raised it. Both of us were already sweating after over an hour of hot yoga.
I managed to pull the top up her sweaty and sticky body. Ramya raised her arms, allowing me to remove her tops. I slipped her top on the marble slab just beside us. I was awestruck at the sight of her wet upper body censored by just a strapless pink bra and her black mangalsutra falling between her bra cups.
We started kissing again, sloppily hugging each other tightly. Ramya dug her hand into my T-shirt, rubbed my sweaty back, and slowly raised my T-shirt up. I helped her in the final step of removing my T-shirt and dropped it on the floor. She then went down, kissed my neck, and licked my upper body.
She started to suck my nipple. I loved the feeling as she sucked my nipple. I tucked my fingers into her bra, pulled it up and unhooked it as her bra fell on her lap. I then grabbed her head, pulled it up, sloppily ran my lips over her lips and went down her body.
I kissed her neck and shoulders and went further down, licking her sweaty upper body. Her big melons were sagging a little down. I rolled her mangalsutra around her right breast. With my hand on her back, I grabbed her half-cut musk melon and jammed my face between her boobs.
She fell back a little and almost fell. Ramya immediately shouted in fear, “Fuck. Wait wait. This is risky. I might fall to the ground floor here. We’ll go to the bedroom.” I looked on either side and asked, “Which one?” She pointed to her right bedroom, the one on the other side of the staircase.
I rolled my arms around her buttocks, lifted her on my waist and carried her to the bedroom. I dropped her on the bed. We did not bother closing the door or switching on the fan or AC. Ramya slowly crawled back deep inside the bed. I was so desperate and was in no mood to waste time.
As she crawled back, I grabbed her leggings and maroon panty by her waist. I pulled them down her thighs. I slowly rolled her tight leggings down her sweaty thighs, legs removed them and threw them over my head behind me. Her panty was halfway down to her knees as I removed her leggings.
I then pulled her panty down her legs, removed it, and slipped it beside us on the bed. Ramya then spread her legs wide for me. I got between her legs. I was drooling seeing her dark bushy genitals with a thick line of tangled pink flesh at the center.
Unable to control myself, I pulled my track pants and underwear together and removed them. I crawled over Ramya. I was completely lost in lust and was hurrying things up. If she would change her mind before I could taste her pussy flesh. I slept over her tight. I then dug my palms under her armpits.
Holding her shoulders from behind, I raised my upper body a little. I started hitting her pussy lips with my dick trying to penetrate her. She stopped me, saying, “Wait.” Ramya then dug her hand between our tightly jammed waists. She grabbed my dick and started stroking it.
I loved the way she stroked my dick gently. I slowly bent my head down to kiss her. Ramya responded by lifting her head a little and opening her mouth. We started kissing sloppily as she continued to stroke my dick. I felt my foreskin slowly slipping down my dick, allowing the inner flesh of my dick to peep out.
After about a minute or two of dick stroking and sloppy kissing, Ramya withdrew her tongue from my mouth and turned her head to her right. She then rubbed the mouth of my dick right over her pussy lips. In a few seconds, Ramya stuck the head of my dick on her pussy hole.
In a loud and commanding tone, she said, “Fuck.” Without waiting for a second, I again raised my upper body a little and pushed my dick inside her pussy with some force. She gasped loudly, closing her eyes tight. In a single stroke, I pushed one-fourth of my 5.6" dick into her pussy.
I then slowly penetrated my dick into her pussy deeper and deeper. With every push of my dick inside her pussy, Ramya grabbed my shoulders tight and kept moaning. She seemed to enjoy the intercourse. She kept moaning louder and louder with an open mouth and a half smile.
Her pussy was tight, wet and sticky inside. I loved the tight gripping sensation every second my dick got crushed between her pussy flesh. With all my lust, I stroked my dick deep inside her cunt for a few seconds. My dick was completely immersed inside her tight pussy in a few seconds.
I could not control my emotions and feelings. I started to fuck her harder, pulling and pushing my dick back and forth. We started fucking so hard that there were multiple noises around. The sound of Ramya’s loud and sensual moaning. The sound of my balls smacking her ass.
The sticky sound of her pussy every time I pulled my dick back and pushed it deep inside again. And the squeaking sound of her bed during our intense intercourse. I continued drilling her pussy hard and deep. I suddenly felt a strong tickling sensation inside my dick.
I could feel the tickling sensation from my balls and travelling through my dick. My dick erupted as my semen gushed out of my dick. I splashed my semen deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments. This time it was me who started moaning loudly every time my dick splashed my semen inside her.
I fell flat over Ramya jamming my face on the pillow right beside her face. Ramya rolled her arms around me and held me tight as I ejaculated. As I finished ejaculating, I slowly lifted my face and looked at her. My face was right over her, with our lips rubbing against each other.
With a heavy breath, Ramya whispered to me, “Are you Ok?” I nodded my head, saying, “Yes.” She then asked, “Happy now?” I smiled at her and said, “Yes, happy for now.” We giggled it out.
My chest was red with a deep imprint of her mangalsutra chain and dollar. Ramya noticed it and said, “Oh God. I should have removed my mangalsutra before we got going.” I sarcastically replied, “Don’t bother to remove it, even during our future encounters.”
She smiled at me and, pointing to the wall clock, said, “Now get going. It’s almost 3 pm, and you are already late for office work.” I was craving for another dip inside her cunt. So, I told her, “Yes, it’s just 5 minutes to 3 pm. I am already late. So, no point starting my post-lunch work now.”
She looked blankly at me and asked, “So what do you want to do?” I asked her for another intercourse. But she was not sure as her daughter would be back from college by 3:30 pm. I promised her to wind up before her daughter came home. I then jumped out of bed.
I informed my home that I would be late and my office that I would be on leave for the second half. But my asshole manager took almost 15 minutes of my precious time clarifying things despite telling her I had a personal emergency.
Ramya lost her patience as I was on the long call.
Ramya lost her patience as I was on the long call.
She came out of the bedroom to look for me. I was sitting on the marble slab, trying to end my call with my stupid manager. Ramya came close to me, pointing to her wrist, signaling it was getting late. She rested her buttocks on the marble slab and started to kindle my emotions.
Kissing my cheeks sensually and slowly stroking my dick again. I could not control my emotions as my dick grew big and hard. I abruptly cut my call with my manager and dropped my mobile on the slab. I then grabbed Ramya’s hair and tilted her head with her face towards the ceiling.
I kissed her tight, sucking the saliva out of her mouth. After a few seconds of the deep kiss, she tried to pull her lips out of my mouth and said, “We are running out of time. Come. Let’s go inside.”
I wanted to fuck her in the open in the corridor. So, I stopped her, but she was scared to sit on the marble slab. She might fall to the floor if she slides her body back without noticing. I said, “Ok. Then you turn around and bend down, facing the slab. I’ll fuck you from behind.”
Ramya agreed. She turned around, spread her legs wide and bent her upper body down by resting her palms on the marble slab. I could not resist the sight of her wet back. I slowly went down, kissing her upper back, bumpy buttocks, fleshy thighs and legs. I then came up, kissing her back body again.
I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her pussy lips several times. As my dick stuck into her pussy hole once again, I pushed it in slowly and steadily, grabbing her waist. I managed to penetrate about half my dick inside her cunt. I started to fuck her by moving my dick inside her pussy.
I slowly rubbed my hands up her body and, grabbing her big 36C melons, started fucking her hard and deep. Ramya started to moan louder and louder every time I thumped my dick into her pussy. As I continued drilling her pussy, Ramya raised her upper body.
She lifted one of her legs and placed it on the marble slab. She then turned her upper body a little towards me. She rolled one of her hands around my shoulder and placed her palms on my back. Her rough and wet underarm were exposed right over my shoulder.
Her upper body was almost facing me. I had the option to kiss her or suck her wet and rough underarm. I decided to have a different flavor this time. Beyond the foul smell of her underarm, I was tempted to suck her rough flesh. I engulfed her underarm to my mouth and sucked the sweat out of her armpit.
We continued our intense intercourse for some time with my dick inside her pussy and her juicy underarm flesh inside my mouth. Suddenly, I once again felt the strong, ticking sensation emanating from my balls through the length of my dick. But just as I was about to ejaculate, the calling bell rang.
Ramya panicked. She pushed me back quickly, hearing the calling bell forcing me to pull my dick out of her pussy. The timing of the calling bell was so precise. She pulled out just milliseconds before I could cream her pussy again.
She pulled out right at the stroke of me climaxing.
She pulled out right at the stroke of me climaxing.
My dick was out of her as I ejaculated. I splashed the semen in the open in her corridor. A couple of splashes went overboard, and my semen droplets ended up on the ground floor of her house. I was ecstatic every time my dick splashed my semen, regardless of how much I was dirtying her house.
I moaned with a heavy breath as I ejaculated in the open. Ramya got so nervous. She grabbed her bra, her top, my mobile, my T-shirt and the yoga mats from the floor. She then pushed me inside her bedroom.
She told me, “Seems it’s my daughter. Put your mobile phone on silent mode, get dressed, and be ready. You must leave when I open this door after my daughter goes to shower.”
I was in seventh heaven when my hot-yoga instructor gave me post-extra-curricular activity instructions. I nodded my head with a broad smile. She wore a maxi from her cupboard, closed the bedroom door and went down to open the main door.
I put my mobile phone on silent and slowly got dressed up. As her daughter climbed the stairs, I could hear her asking her mom, “I heard someone shouting before ringing the calling bell. Was it you?” Ramya stuttered a little but managed to say, “No. Not me. Maybe someone in the neighborhood.”
I was watching her daughter going inside her room through the keyhole. Ramya waited outside her daughter’s bedroom for some time. When she heard the shower sound, Ramya rushed to our bedroom, opened the door and asked me to leave urgently. I left her place and got back home.
So, friends, this was my real-life sex experience with my hot-yoga instructor, Ramya. Our sexual affair is still going on strong. We end up in bed more than on the yoga mat.
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