Fit - Chapter 2

The yoga instructor watches her student try the pose again. Sweat beads at the base of the girl’s spine. Her thighs shake. With careful hands, the instructor kneads the clenched muscles, pressing her thumbs into the soft flesh just below the ass. They breathe the same air, and then their lips meet. Slow. Wet. The instructor drops lower. Her mouth is confident as it finds the girl’s clit. A firm, slow lap. The student gasps and tilts her hips closer. Suddenly the student takes charge. She pushes the instructor back, captures a tight nipple with her lips, bites gently, then soothes it with her tongue. Her hand slides between parted thighs and finds warm, slick heat. Two fingers dip inside. The instructor moans, back arching. The girl kneels between those spread legs. Her tongue works in tight, practiced strokes while her fingers rub tight circles over the swollen clit. She is messy, dripping, chin glistening. They turn, settle into 69. Each tongue moves with the other’s rhythm. Thighs tremble around faces. Soft wet sounds fill the studio. Side by side now. They watch each other. The instructor’s fingers work steady and deep. The student rubs faster, breath catching. When they come, they do it together, mouths open, hips jerking, the sound raw in the empty room.