This happened a few years ago when I was just starting yoga classes in Mexico city. I was going about 3 times a week, and it was often the same students.

There was one guy that, for whatever reason, I would often find myself imagining having sex with. It was strange because he wasn't what I was attracted to. He was quite feminine and metrosexual, or possibly even gay.

On this morning we were lying on our backs in wind relieving pose. For non yogis, this is lying on you back and pulling one knee into your chests with both arms, to stretch your glutes.

But looking at him out the corner of my eye, I couldn't stop imagining walking over to him, and sitting down on his cock as he lay there. While watching his crotch, I moved my knee slowly and gently back and forth, and was able to use my thigh to slightly rub my clit.I

continued to do this until I quietly orgasmed. I'm don't think anyone noticed, and I made sure to be the first out of the class, so not to show my wet patch on my yoga pants.