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Hot Yoga	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 27400 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. I made no money from writing this story.

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Chapter 2
“Soooo, uh, good job, everybody,” Jenny said as coherently as she could manage. “Um, smaller partners, you can get down now.”
The smaller students dismounted their partners and returned to their mats. Some were visibly disappointed.
Another unbidden thought passed through Jenny’s head: They won’t be for long.
“Now,” Jenny said to the class, “I’d like to, um, do some, ah, free-form exercises. Just, you know, do whatever you, um, feel moved to do.”
There was silence for a moment as the paired-up people in the room looked at each other. Then Coltrane spoke.
“I know what I feel moved to do.”
***
He took hold of Stacy and kissed her. Ever since their first kiss, he had loved the softness of her lips, and the sweet scent of her hair, and the silky feel of it against his face. But now, it was as though all of those sensations were amplified, and they were fanning the flames of his desire to a forge-like heat.
Stacy wrapped her long, skinny arms and legs around his body, letting him hold her in the air as their kisses rapidly grew more passionate. She was all around him, engulfing him, and he wanted more.
***
Ginger, sitting next to her mother on her mat, saw the woman smile as they watched the young couple in their passionate embrace. Then her mother turned to her.
“You’ve grown into a very pretty girl, Ginger,” the woman said affectionately. “I’ll bet there are plenty of boys who would like to kiss you. Probably some girls, too.”
Ginger felt herself blush. “Well,” she replied, “there might be one boy…”
“Then you should practice,” her mother said. “Come sit on my lap, facing me.”
Ginger did as her mother instructed. Now their heads were at nearly the same height, so Ginger only had to lean her face up a little bit to accept her mother’s kiss on the lips. It felt different from being kissed on the cheek or the forehead, as her mother normally did; she felt an electric thrill inside her chest, a tingle of excitement that made her want more.
“Now,” the woman said softly, “be gentle at first. Then, when you’re ready, make your kisses a little more firm. And hold your body against mine.”
“Okay, Mom,” Ginger replied. Eagerly, but trying to be gentle as her mother had instructed, she kissed the woman again. And again. And again.
***
At the front of the room, Monty was saying quietly to Vanessa, “You don’t need that bra anymore, do you?”
“Not if it’s getting in the way of your hands,” Vanessa replied.
It was just what Monty had hoped to hear. He loved touching Vanessa’s perfect little round breasts, and right now, he could barely wait to get his hands on them.
He unhooked her bra and exposed her lovely little mounds. Then he began to caress them, teasing her pale-pink nipples, loving their stiffness against his fingertips. Vanessa moaned softly.
***
Melanie pulled Balthazar back onto her lap and said, “It takes a lot to get me excited, kid. But somehow, you’re exciting me.”
“Cool,” Balthazar replied, looking up at her face with a certain degree of awe. “But, I’ve never-”
“Oh, you’re going to,” Melanie interrupted, and pressed her lips firmly against the young boy’s.
***
Things between Adyson and Gretchen were already out of control, if the words Adyson had whispered to Gretchen during the previous exercise were anything to go by.
“Gretchen,” Adyson had said, her breath hot in the smaller girl’s ear, “I know we’re the same age and everything, but…do you know what I see when I look at you? A little girl. A cute, sexy, tiny, helpless little girl with the smallest, sweetest ass I’ve ever seen. And you know what I want to do whenever I see that little ass? I mean every single time I see it? I want to tear your little panties right off your body, and I want to bend you all the way over. And then I want to put my hands on your sweet little ass, pry your cute cheeks apart, and just lick, and lick, and lick.”
Now, Gretchen, weak in the knees from hearing these words whispered right in her ear, was completely at Adyson’s mercy. But mercy seemed to be the farthest thing from Adyson’s mind, because after Coltrane said, “I know what I feel moved to do,” Adyson’s response was swift and sure.
“I know what I want, too,” she said, coming around in front of Gretchen. “Your teeny”—she moved so that her front was right up against the smaller girl’s—”tiny”—she leaned her face down into Gretchen’s—”little”—she put her lips to the bespectacled girl’s ear—”ass.”
Then, more loudly, Adyson said, “Now strip.”
“Eeep,” Gretchen squeaked quietly.
***
As Jenny looked around, she could barely contain her excitement…or her arousal. She had wanted to see the people in her class get it on, and things were definitely heading in that direction.
Having just seen Vanessa take off her bra, Jenny was suddenly anxious to be topless, as well—not only because she wanted to free her swelling, erect-nippled breasts, but because she hungered for the sight of more bare skin, and she hoped that the other women and girls in the class would follow her lead.
She pulled off her natural-fiber tank top, then unhooked her simple white bralette and let it fall to the floor. Now her light-brown nipples stood erect in the air, proud to be free and aching with desire. Then, unable to help herself, Jenny took them between her fingers and began to gently squeeze and tweak them.
***
Dr. Hirano gently broke off her kiss with her younger daughter but continued to run her hands all over the preadolescent girl’s body. She loved the smooth softness of her daughter’s thighs, easily accessed through the leg-holes of the girl’s shorts, and the warmth of the child’s chest against hers.
She looked over at her older daughter. Her lovely, raven-haired Stacy was now lying on her yoga mat with Coltrane, kissing him fiercely as her boyfriend's hands explored the topography of the area beneath Stacy’s sports bra.
“Stacy, sweetheart,” Dr. Hirano called, causing her daughter to abruptly break off her deep-kissing and whip her head around to see how much trouble she was in.
“You and Coltrane don’t have to limit yourselves to awkward, teenage groping,” the woman said. “You’re old enough to go farther.”
With a look of shock, Stacy replied, “We- We are?” Then, her face lighting up, she said, “I mean, we are!”
Stacy wasted no time grasping the bottom edge of her sports bra with her fingertips and pulling it up and off, revealing the little bumps of her developing breasts.
“Oh, my beautiful Stacy,” Dr. Hirano sighed. Then, louder, she asked, “Isn’t she lovely, Coltrane?”
“Yeah,” the boy blurted. Then, as Stacy slid her bottom-hugging blue shorts down her slender legs and off, leaving herself in nothing more than a pair of simple violet panties, the boy repeated, “Yeah.”
Amused, Dr. Hirano chuckled and turned back to Ginger.
“Horny teenagers are rarely articulate,” the woman explained. “Although their awkwardness has a certain charm. Let’s watch them for a while.”
“Okay,” Ginger replied distractedly. Dr. Hirano could see that her younger daughter was looking at her big sister and Coltrane with utter fascination.
The woman turned Ginger around in her lap so that they both were facing the teenage couple, and she tucked the child’s head under her chin. Dr. Hirano caressed her daughter’s body—her fingertips teasing the young girl’s tiny nipples to pointed hardness through the child's T-shirt—as they watched Stacy push her violet undies down to her ankles, revealing the faintest wisp of pubic hair above her dark-pink pussy.
***
The now-naked Stacy watched eagerly as Coltrane pulled off his knee-length but immodestly tight Lycra shorts to reveal his sports briefs, which were even more immodestly tight because of the raging erection that seemed to threaten to rip through them. Then, Coltrane grasped the waistband of his briefs, preparing to pull them down, too.
“Wait!” Stacy cried.
The boy froze and watched her as she approached. Clearly, he hadn’t understood her intent in stopping him.
She smiled wickedly at the boy and said, “I want to do it.”
Coltrane returned her smile, so she lowered herself to her knees for a nice, close-up view of his crotch. Then she pulled his briefs down slowly, looking hungrily at the stiff member that she was revealing inch by tantalizing inch.
***
“I’m sorry,” Monty gasped as he eagerly leaned his head down to Vanessa’s breasts. “I’m so turned on, I can’t stop myself.”
Vanessa’s hard nipples ached with need at the feel of Monty’s hot breath on them.
“The last thing I want you to do,” Vanessa gasped, fumbling with the drawstring of Monty’s sweat shorts, “is stop yourself.”
Then, as Monty began to suck, lick, and tongue her sensitive nipples, Vanessa moaned, holding her boyfriend’s head to her chest so as not to miss a single painfully sweet touch from his lips and tongue.
***
Melanie, getting hornier by the moment, hungrily ran her hands all over Balthazar’s slim body. She had never admitted to anyone her secret lust for young boys, and she had certainly never imagined that she would ever allow herself do anything like this outside of her fantasies. But now her secret desire had become a pressing need that she could not even begin to resist. So she reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and pulled it down and off, baring her breasts and stiff, pointed nipples to Balthazar.
“Feel me up,” she said. “I want to feel those sweet boy-hands on my tits.”
Balthazar smiled and said, “Okay.”
***
“Now,” Adyson said, her voice low but firm, “show me your downward-facing dog.”
The naked Gretchen got down on her yoga mat and then pushed herself up so that her whole body weight was supported by the palms of her hands and the balls of her feet. The diminutive Fireside Girl’s eyes were cast submissively downward, but in the girl’s heavy breathing, and the way her little ass was subtly thrust upward slightly more than was necessary, Adyson could sense eagerness.
“Good girl,” Adyson said. “Now, stay nice and still.”
Adyson’s hands took firm hold of Gretchen’s ass-cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing the small girl’s little pink anus. Adyson eyed it hungrily, then stuck out her tongue and touched just the tip of it to the girl’s tiny asshole, circling it slowly.
“Ohmigod,” Gretchen peeped.
***
Jenny had always had a voyeuristic streak, and watching all of this action was turning her on to no end—to the point that she had let her loose-fitting exercise pants fall in a pool around her ankles and had put one hand in her orange panties to play with her clit while her other hand continued to toy with her nipples.
She looked around the room and found herself imagining the sensations that others must be feeling right now. Ginger, her mother’s fingers teasing pleasure from the small girl’s nipples; Stacy, looking directly at Coltrane’s cock, no doubt aflame with the anticipation of where that cock would soon be going; Vanessa, experiencing the electric thrills of Monty’s lips and tongue on her shapely little breasts, just as Melanie’s chest was surely receiving from Balthazar’s inexperienced but eager hands; and Gretchen, with Adyson’s tongue teasing her tiny, sensitive hole.
Jenny wanted it, too. She wanted to feel it all.
***
Stacy had stood up and put her feet wide enough apart to give Coltrane access to her pussy. Now, he was fascinated by how it felt as his hand explored it—hot and wet and pliant. At the same time, the teenage boy was greatly enjoying the sensation of Stacy’s slim, nimble fingers exploring his stiff cock.
“Coltrane?” Stacy said, half-gasping the name as Coltrane’s finger slipped inside her.
“Yeah?” the boy replied.
“I…I want to fuck.”
He looked up at her face. If his cock had been hard before, it was solid granite now.
“I wanna fuck you so bad,” Coltrane gasped in reply, and he pulled Stacy’s violet panties down.
***
Dr. Hirano was looking at Coltrane even as she ran her hands all over Ginger’s young body.
“Mmm,” the woman said to her younger daughter, “doesn’t Coltrane have a nice cock, sweetheart? I think your sister is going to enjoy having that inside her.”
“Uh-huh,” Ginger breathed, eyes fixed on the sight of Coltrane’s hard shaft against Stacy’s thigh as the two lovers kissed passionately.
“Now,” her mother said, “let’s do something you’ll enjoy. Lift up your arms, honey.”
Ginger did so, and Dr. Hirano pulled the girl’s T-shirt up and off her body. Then the woman reached back and unsnapped her bra, discarding it behind her before pulling her younger daughter close so that the girl’s bare back rested against her mother’s bare breasts.
At first, Dr. Hirano ran the palms of her hands over Ginger’s bare chest, warming her up. Then, when she felt the little girl’s nipples start to stiffen again, the older woman used the index and middle fingers of each hand to gently rub them. Soon they were tiny, hard cones beneath Dr. Hirano’s fingertips, and Ginger was breathing harder and uttering little sighs, moans, and gasps.
Mother continued to pleasure daughter as they both watched Stacy lie down on her yoga mat and spread her lovely tan legs. Coltrane knelt between her knees, his hard cock protruding in front of him as he prepared to mount her. She gazed at it eagerly.
***
Monty was practically ripping Vanessa’s yoga pants and soaking-wet black panties off her body while Vanessa yanked the young man’s sweat shorts and boxers down to his ankles, making his painfully erect cock spring free.
The young man did not want to prolong their foreplay for even another moment, and luckily for him, it seemed that his shapely young lover felt the same way. They got down on the mat, and Vanessa sat on Monty’s lap, wrapping her legs around him and putting her lips to his ear. Feeling the heat of her sex against his hard member was almost unbearably erotic.
“Fuck me,” she said urgently. “Fuck me right here on the floor. I don’t care who’s watching.”
Without a second’s hesitation, Monty took hold of his cock, put it at her entrance, and began pushing it up into her as she eased down onto it.
“Ohhhhh,” they moaned in harmony.
***
Melanie had stopped kissing Balthazar and was now eagerly pulling his shorts and underwear off. Then she looked to see what sort of prize she had uncovered.
“Hmm,” Melanie said, gazing at the boy’s cock.
“I know it’s not as big as a grownup’s,” Balthazar said, “but-”
“Small ones,” Melanie interrupted, “have advantages, too.”
Before Balthazar could reply, Melanie opened her mouth and took Balthazar’s cock fully into it. The boy moaned as she began to suck, and he moaned louder when she took his balls into her mouth, as well.
***
Gretchen was sweating now, partly from the effort of holding her body up in the Downward-facing Dog position, and partly from her increasingly intense sexual arousal. A part of her wanted to collapse to the floor, to take her body weight off of her straining arms. But another part wanted to push her ass even higher into the air, just to get a little more of Adyson’s tongue on her sensitive anus.
“All right,” said Adyson. “Get down on your hands and knees, and put your face on the floor.”
Gretchen did as she was told. Her arms rejoiced, but her asshole felt as though it were begging: Please, please put your tongue inside me.
***
Jenny now stood with her feet wide apart and both hands inside her orange panties, one rubbing her clit while the other thrust a finger into her slickly wet hole again and again. Her eyes remained on the others in the room, moving from pair to pair, watching them and all the sweetly, painfully erotic things they were doing with and to each other.
Now she was starting to feel the need to do more than watch. Because seeing all of that action was making her feel the need to have another’s tongue in her mouth, hands not her own on her breasts, and most of all, a cock inside her. And the more she thought about that need, the more it grew, until she could feel the aching emptiness within her where a cock should be.
***
Inch by inch, Coltrane eased his cock into Stacy’s wet, wide-open virgin cunt, which felt as though it were eagerly swallowing his length.
“Yesssssss,” the girl moaned softly, holding Coltrane to her with her arms and keeping her legs wide open, encouraging him to go deeper.
“That’s good, you two,” said Dr. Hirano, even as she continued playing with Ginger’s nipples. “Take it nice and slow at first. Especially you, Coltrane; I know how boys can be tempted to rush things.”
When he was all the way in, Coltrane stopped for a moment to savor the sensation of Stacy’s heat surrounding and enveloping his cock. Then, controlling himself, he started pumping her slowly, and the feeling was even more exquisite.
***
“Yes, very good, Coltrane,” Ginger’s mother said, her warm arms around her younger child. “Now, if you can keep that pace for a little while, you might just prove to be the lover my daughter deserves.”
Then Dr. Hirano leaned her head down by Ginger’s ear. “And in the meantime,” she said in a low voice, “I’ll be the lover my other daughter deserves.”
Her mother’s words, and especially her sultry tone, made Ginger feel even wetter between her legs then she already was. So when her mother slid one hand down Ginger’s flat stomach and under the waistband of the girl’s plain purple running shorts, Ginger instinctively opened her thighs to let the woman’s hand find her hairless, soaking-wet pussy. With far more expertise than Ginger herself possessed, Dr. Hirano began stroking the little girl’s clit, and Ginger moaned.
***
Vanessa rode Monty’s cock slowly, the teenage boy’s hands on her hips helping her move. She had started out by simply moving up and down, but now she was discovering that she could increase her pleasure by moving her hips in a more complex pattern, undulating like a belly dancer. And from the look on Monty’s face, he was enjoying her new discovery, too.
He slid his hands up her slim waist and around to cup her firm breasts. Vanessa sighed with pleasure; she loved it when he touched her that way. And especially when he gently circled the tips of his thumbs around and around her nipples, as he was doing now.
***
Balthazar couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his cock in this grown woman’s mouth. She was using her lips and tongue to make him feel good in a way that was like nothing he had ever experienced. Pretty much the only thing that was stopping him from cumming right there and then was the fear that doing so might spoil whatever the woman was planning to do next.
She took her mouth off his cock and said, “Did you like that, little boy?”
“Uh-huh,” Balthazar replied hazily.
“Well now we’re going to do something you’ll like even better. But you’re going to have to do some work.”
“Um, okay,” Balthazar replied. If it felt anything like what Melanie had just done, he didn’t care how much work it was.
Melanie smiled wickedly at him as she stripped off the rest of her clothing. Then she got on all fours on her yoga mat, facing away from him. Her pink pussy was wet and open, and fringed with soft, light-brown hair.
“Get up on your knees behind me,” the woman said breathily.
Balthazar did as she asked, wondering what was coming next. She looked back at him and spread her knees wide apart to lower her bare ass to the level of his hips.
“There,” she said eagerly. “That ought to be the right height for you. Now, take that nice, hard boy-cock and shove it up my cunt before I go crazy!”
***
Gretchen was on the verge of losing her mind. The tip of Adyson’s tongue was dancing teasingly over the smaller girl’s asshole—a touch, a split-second lick, a brief semicircle, over and over again, driving Gretchen mad with need.
She couldn’t help herself: Out loud, she began whimpering, “Please…please…”
Adyson stopped her tongue-touches, and Gretchen nearly wept with frustration. Then the taller girl leaned her head down next to Gretchen’s.
“Please what, Gretchen?”
The bespectacled girl tried to think. What did she need to say to get Adyson to keep doing what Gretchen so desperately needed her to do?
“Please…mistress?”
Adyson chuckled. “Very good guess,” she said, running a hand through the smaller girl’s hair. “But not quite what I’m getting at.”
Then Adyson’s lips were brushing Gretchen’s ear as the girl whispered, “What you need to say…is exactly what you want. For example, if you want me to fuck your little pink asshole with my tongue, then you’re going to have to say exactly that. In a nice loud voice, of course.”
Adyson’s lips left Gretchen’s ear, and the taller girl straightened up, waiting.
“Please,” Gretchen said. Then, to ensure that she was complying fully with Adyson's instructions, Gretchen raised her voice. “Please, fuck my little pink asshole with your tongue! Please shove your tongue in my ass, as deep as it’ll go! Please!”
Adyson stroked Gretchen’s hair again. “Good girl,” she said. “Now, you’re going to find out what happens when you do exactly as I say.”
The taller girl’s hands parted Gretchen’s small ass cheeks, and then Adyson’s tongue plunged into Gretchen’s little hole.
“OH GOD!” the tiny girl screamed in pleasure.
***
Jenny was in a fix. She desperately craved some sexual attention, but all of the students in the class were already paired up. She was the odd one out.
She thought about trying to get one of the pairs on the mats to form a threesome with her. Vanessa and Monty would have been perfect—Vanessa had such a beautiful body, and Monty such a nice, thick cock—but now they were fully absorbed in fucking each other, and Jenny couldn’t bring herself to interrupt them. The same was true for all the other pairs.
But she needed it, so badly that it hurt. She would settle for a tongue or even a finger, but right now, the nerve endings in her gushing-wet pussy were screaming for a cock to fill it. Any cock.
Then Jenny looked to the back of the room. There lay Midas, apparently napping...but with an erection unlike anything Jenny had ever seen. The dog’s pink, bevel-headed cock, lying heavily on the floor, had to be at least nine inches long—not including the thick knot at its base, which probably added two more inches.
It’s gorgeous, Jenny thought.
Her imagination broke loose, and suddenly she saw herself on her hands and knees, grunting and gasping as the dog shoved its big member into her pussy again and again, making her take every inch of its sweet length and girth and sheer animal maleness.
I know I should let sleeping dogs lie, she thought, but I need to get that beautiful thing inside me.
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