My yoga teacher is balls deep into me [f22] while my bf has to spread my legs open and thank him

Lucas was my situationship. He was twenty-seven years old and a quiet, slightly insecure graphic designer who worked from home most days. We had been seeing each other for almost nine months. We were never officially together, but he always tried so hard to please me. He even joined the yoga studio because I told him it would be good for us to do something together. He hated it at first, but he went every week just to make me happy.

Kai was the main yoga instructor there. He was thirty-four, extremely fit and dominant, with broad shoulders and a kind of calm confidence that filled the entire room. He always adjusted my poses a little too intimately, his hands lingering on my hips or inner thighs longer than necessary. I never minded. In fact, I started wearing tighter leggings just to feel his touch.

Last night we had a private evening session after the regular class ended. The studio was completely empty, the lights dimmed low, and soft music played in the background. Lucas and I arrived together, but I could already feel the difference in the air the moment Kai walked in wearing his tight black tank top and shorts.

We started with some gentle warm-up flows. Lucas was on the mat next to mine, trying his best but clearly uncomfortable. Kai moved between us, correcting Lucas’s posture with quick, firm instructions, then spending much more time with me. His hands slid down my back during downward dog, pressing my hips deeper. I caught him smiling when my breathing changed.

After twenty minutes Kai locked the studio door and turned to us. “Let’s make this session more… personal tonight.”

I glanced at Lucas, who looked nervous but excited. I smiled at him sweetly. “Lucas, be a good boy and help me with my poses. I want you to hold my legs open whenever Kai tells you to.”

Lucas nodded quickly, his face already turning pink.

Kai had me lie on my back on the thick yoga mat. He knelt between my legs and slowly pulled my leggings and panties down, leaving me completely exposed. Lucas’s eyes widened but he stayed silent. Kai pushed my knees apart and looked at Lucas.

“Hold her legs open for me. Wide. Like this.”

Lucas crawled over and took hold of my ankles, spreading my legs as far as they would go. His hands were trembling. Kai didn’t waste any time. He pulled his shorts down, revealing his thick, hard cock. I had felt it before during “private adjustments” after class but Lucas had no idea. I bit my lip as Kai rubbed the head against my already wet pussy and sank into me in one deep, smooth thrust.

I moaned loudly, arching my back on the mat. “God, Kai… you feel so much better than Lucas ever has.”

Kai started fucking me with slow, powerful strokes, his hips slapping against mine. And Lucas was kneeling right beside us, still holding my legs wide open like an obedient little helper. His face was only inches away from where Kai’s thick cock disappeared inside me over and over.

I reached out and took Lucas’s free hand in mine, squeezing it gently. “Hold my hand too, baby. I know this is a lot for you, but I need your support right now.”

Lucas gripped my fingers tightly, his voice shaky. “Emmy… he’s so much bigger than me. Look at how deep he’s going. My body could never do this to you.”

Kai laughed low and thrust harder, making my tits bounce with every stroke. “That’s right. Tell her, Lucas. Compare yourself. I want to hear how pathetic you feel right now.”

Lucas’s cheeks burned red, but he kept holding my legs open and my hand at the same time. “You’re so much stronger and fitter than me, Kai. My arms are shaking just from holding her legs. Your cock is thicker and longer… I look so small and weak next to you. I could never stretch her like this. I could never make her moan like that.”

I moaned louder as Kai picked up speed, pounding me deep on the yoga mat. Every thrust pushed my clit against his body and made Lucas’s grip on my ankles tighten.

I slapped Lucas’s hard little cock lightly with my free hand, making him whimper.

“Keep talking,” I told him between gasps. “Tell Kai how grateful you are that he’s fucking me properly while you just watch and hold my legs.”

Lucas’s voice cracked with shame. “Thank you, Kai… thank you for giving Emmy what I can’t. My body is nothing compared to yours. I’m just the insecure guy who comes to yoga because she wants me to. I don’t deserve to be inside her anymore.”

All of that was too much for my tiny little heart.

I came hard right then and there with my whole body shaking on the mat while Kai kept thrusting through my orgasm. I squirted all over Kai’s dick and Lucas held my legs wide the entire time, tears forming in his eyes as he watched me fall apart around another man’s cock.

Kai groaned and buried himself deep, filling me with thick, hot spurts. When he finally pulled out, his cum immediately started leaking from me onto the yoga mat.

I looked at Lucas, still holding my legs open. “Now clean him first. Use your mouth. Then come clean me. And thank him again while you do it.”

Lucas crawled forward, still naked and hard, and took Kai’s spent cock into his mouth. He licked and sucked every trace of me and Kai’s cum while Kai rested a hand on his head like a pet.

“Thank you, Kai,” Lucas whispered between licks. “Thank you for fucking her so much better than I ever could.”

Only after Kai was clean did Lucas bury his face between my legs and suck every drop of cum out of me. His tongue worked deep and desperate while I stroked his hair.

When I was finally satisfied I patted his cheek. “Good boy. You did everything I asked and you held my legs perfectly the whole time. Even though you’re only my little situationship.”

I pulled Kai down onto the mat beside me and cuddled against his strong chest. Lucas stayed kneeling at the foot of the mat, face shiny with tears and cum, his hand still linked with mine for a moment longer.