Short Stories 9 - Hot Yoga

Thariya walked to the yoga studio with her sister, Cassandra, under the bright sky of an Antari rimworld.

They had both lost in the arena a few months earlier - their matches were one day apart.  They hadn't spoken to their parents about it yet but Thariya suspected their father was quite devastated at the outcome, although it was socially unacceptable to portray so in public.  But none of that mattered now, both she and Cassandra had fully embraced their new lives and were devoted to their husbands.

But life is stressful nonetheless, and so when Cassandra invited her to a posh yoga event, Thariya jumped at the opportunity.

One hour later they were sweaty and tired.  They caught up on recent events.  They bought coffee.  They bought new dresses.

A great day.

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The second yoga session went much like the first.  The yoga master, a vibrant yet reserved middle-aged female Antari, pushed them to healthy exhaustion.

The classes were kind of expensive - Thariya was thankful that she came from wealth and married into wealth.  A product of a mercantile family in the outer worlds, their business provided specific necessary components of space infrastructure for stations across the sector.  

Another day, another coffee.

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Thariya had a weird feeling about the third session.  The instructor seemed a bit distracted.  She would seemingly get lost in thought, staring blankly at the class every so often before shaking herself out of her stupor.  She blamed it on her age - fair enough.

The air was thicker than Thariya remembered.  But yoga was a sweaty environment, right?

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During the next session, the class began to heat up.  The instructor decided to intensify the class and revamp her style into hot yoga.  Thariya struggled to keep up as she breathed in the thick air.  Cassandra seemed bothered by the new style at first, but soon warmed up to it.  By the end of the class, Thariya was also feeling invigorated - excited, even.

They got coffee.  Thariya watched her sister stir her drink.  Round and round.  Stimulating the coffee.

They both rushed home to have sex with their husbands.

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It was the fifth session, and Thariya decided she was hooked.  This was her second home.  Yoga was just amazing.

She stared at the instructors breasts, thrust out perfectly as she bent over backward.  She watched it rise and fall through half open eyes.  The rest of the class was similarly fixated.

Thariya and Cassandra spoke over coffee afterward.  Before leaving, Cassandra gave her a hug goodbye, squeezing her tight as their chests pressed into each other.

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For the sixth session, the instructor felt that her clothes were getting ruined from the humid environment.  She removed her top before starting the class, and asked the attendees to do the same.  How edgy!

Thariya couldn't help but look around at all the beautiful women during the session.  She noticed Cassandra doing the same.  The instructor walked around, fixing postures and laying her healing touch on the yoga participants.  

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Something felt wrong during the next yoga session.  The instructor was completely naked.  Everyone in the class was also naked.  Thariya was naked.  But it was necessary, wasn't it?  Allowing the beads of sweat to fall freely to the floor was part of this new form of yoga.  Losing herself in the music was part of this new form of yoga.  Coupling with other women in the class to do dual-poses was part of this new form of yoga.

Thariya panted as she drank her post-workout coffee.  Cassandras breasts were right there in front of her, cleavage visible behind a tight sports bra and shirt.  They swayed invitingly.  

Cassandra broke the silence.  "So I'm uh... having a one-on-one session with the instructor later this week, it should be... interes... ting..."

She was also preoccupied, staring at Thariya's chest.  The two sisters suddenly looked up at each other.

"Ah well, need to be going, you know how it is!"

They hugged.  Cassandra moaned slightly as she rubbed Thariya's back, squeezing her tight.  They rushed home to have sex with their husbands.

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The next session was labeled a breakthrough session - one that would truly revolutionize yoga.  As Thariya arrived, she could see Cassandra was visibly excited.

"This is going to be the best session yet"

Everyone in the class partnered up.  Cassandra grabbed Thariya's hand and squeezed tightly.  Something big was coming.

Thariya, and half the class, were instructed to get on all fours.  Their partner moved behind them.  Thariya felt Cassandra grab her hips and press their crotch against her ass.  A warm, wet, thick parasitic member slowly penetrated into Thariya's pussy.  She squirmed, moaning loudly as she tried to maintain her posture.

"Here, let me help."

The instructor had moved her crotch in front of Thariya's face.  She looked up.  Were her breasts always that large?  A thick prehensile cock slid out from the folds of the instructor's pussy.

"Open your mouth to free your chakra..."

Thariya did as she was told.  The massive tendril slid into her mouth.  She brought her hands up to the instructors hips, trying to stabilize herself as Cassandra railed her backside.

There was no question about it - they were bringing their husbands to yoga next time.