Chapter 4

David awoke early, feeling guilty about the hedonism of the night before. He didn’t know what had gotten into him since he arrived in the village; he’d never even been that interested in sex and now it was just happening to him all the time. But the worst thing was, he was actually enjoying it.

He felt like he needed to clear his mind, and it was still very early. He decided to head along to the memorial hall for the 6am yoga session. Perhaps some stretching and meditation was exactly what he needed.

The memorial hall was right next to the church, and as he walked over he was surprised to see the carpark full. He had no idea early morning yoga was so popular.

Inside, it was bustling with conversation as they waited for Skye to begin. It was mostly the women of the village, with only a few men, and he recognised a lot of his parishioners. He was slightly surprised to see all the women from the wife-swapping party the night before, especially as they had still been going strong when he left around midnight. In fact, when he had panicked and left, they were onto their second swap of the night.

Anyway, hopefully this would be a welcome change of pace. The big clock on the wall ticked over to 6am exactly.

"Namaste, beautiful souls!" said Skye in a quiet, but firm tone and everyone stopped talking. They all spread out into lines along the hall, each person standing next to a mat that had been laid on the floor in preparation.

“Okay, let’s start with a few moments of quiet reflection, and thinking about our breathing,” said Skye, using her phone to put on some relaxing music on the hall speakers. She described a breathing exercise and David felt a sense of calm wash over him.

Next came some gentle stretching exercises, and David wondered why he had never tried yoga before as he felt so calm and relaxed.

"Now, my loves," Skye continued, her hands clasped together, "it’s time to shed the layers that separate us from our true selves. Let’s strip away those material distractions and embrace our naked souls!"

Everyone started to remove their clothes. At first David assumed they were just removing outer layers and would be wearing their activewear, but he was quickly proved wrong as the girl in front of him removed her top and sports bra. Next she hooked her fingers into her gym shorts and pulled them down to the floor, revealing her perfectly toned and bare ass.

And she wasn’t the only one. Everyone was stripping off, regardless of their age, gender or body type. David stood there open mouthed as he looked around at elderly ladies with empty saggy breasts and wrinkled bottoms, standing next to twenty year olds with model-like bodies and full breasts.

David stood there, eyes wide as saucers, trying to process the scene unfolding before him. Skye, the yoga instructor, also stripped naked, revealing her toned body and small breasts. He noticed she had thick patches of hair under her arms and a wild bush between her legs. In fact, most of the class were completely untamed. Shaving certainly wasn’t very popular in the village.

“David, you too,” said Skye, giving him a meaningful look. “I told you this was naked yoga didn’t I?”

“Sorry!” said David, suddenly embarrassed to be clothed. He didn’t recall being told it was naked yoga though. He stripped off too, thankful he was at the back of the class and no-one was watching him.

“Let’s start with Downward Dog,” said Skye, bending over at the front of the class, her small breasts hardly hanging down at all.

The same couldn’t be said for a lot of the ladies. The elderly ladies with saggy breasts and wrinkled bottoms moved gracefully into downward dogs, but their huge breasts almost touched the floor. He tried to avert his gaze respectfully, focusing on his own breathing and attempting to participate in the class as discreetly as possible.

But every time he closed his eyes to centre himself, they would inevitably wander open again. Whenever they all had to bend over or stretch, he was drawn to the array of open cunts and tight assholes in front of him. The few men had big, hanging testicles that dangled down between their legs.

Skye’s voice floated through the studio, encouraging everyone to “feel the energy flowing through your naked bodies” and “embrace the vulnerability that comes with true authenticity.” David shifted uncomfortably, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, arousal, and sheer disbelief at the situation he had unwittingly found himself in. With a sudden panic, he felt his cock start to swell with arousal.

Soon, he was fully erect, and bright red with embarrassment. As the class progressed, Skye moved around, gently correcting postures and offering words of encouragement. She helped David with a particularly difficult pose, without mentioning his massive throbbing erection right in front of them.

Finally, after what seemed to David like an age of shameful poses, the session drew to a close, Skye guided the class into the warm-down phase. David gratefully lay down on his mat, thankful it was nearly over. His cock was still painfully hard, pointing upwards at the ceiling.

“Now, my loves,” Skye's soothing voice filled the room, “we are going to conclude our session with our very special practice. It’s time to connect deeply with your inner selves, to release any remaining tension and fully embrace your spiritual essence.”

David’s eyes flicked open, curious and a bit apprehensive. Around him, everyone seemed calm and ready for whatever came next, their eyes closed and breaths steady.

“Let’s start by placing one hand on your heart and the other on your lower abdomen,” Skye instructed. “Feel the rise and fall of your breath, the rhythm of your life force.” David followed along, trying to focus on the physical sensations.

“Now, slowly,” Skye continued, her voice soft and hypnotic, “move your hand downwards, allowing yourself to explore your own body. This is a sacred act of self-love and acceptance.”

David’s heart raced. Was she really suggesting what he thought she was? He glanced around, seeing others already complying. The old lady next to him let out a soft moan as her fingers grazed her clit. The twenty year old in front of him let out a little gasp as her fingers slipped inside her folds, her back arching and her large breasts thrust upwards.

“As you touch yourself,” Skye went on, “imagine you are releasing any negative energy, any stress or anxiety, and replacing it with pure, positive vibrations. Allow yourself to feel pleasure, to connect with your deepest desires.”

All around him, he heard the sounds of soft moans as the women touched themselves between their legs. He found his own hand wrapping around his stiff cock, feeling a sense of relief from the aching hardness.

“Feel the energy building within you, the warmth spreading through your body. This is your power, your life force. Embrace it, let it flow freely.”

The room was filled with the sound of soft moans and sighs, gradually getting stronger and more urgent. The lady next to him let out a muffled cry as she reached her orgasm, her legs clenching over her hand.

“Let go of any inhibitions, any judgments,” Skye urged. “This is a safe space for you to be your true, uninhibited self. Allow yourself to reach your peak, to experience the full power of your orgasm as a spiritual awakening.”

More and more of the women were climaxing, soon there was moaning and gasping all around him as each reached their climax. There was the occasional deeper groan of a man orgasming.

David’s breath quickened and his hand moved faster on his cock. But he couldn’t shake the self-consciousness of masturbating with all these people, and he found he couldn’t quite reach his orgasm.

Suddenly, he realised that Skye was crouched next to him. Squatting down, her legs were wide open and he could see her large labia and prominent clit protruding from her thick curly hair. It was inches from his face.

“Let me help you with that,” she purred. She reached out and took over, her hand wrapping around his thick cock and starting to wank him. “That’s quite a beast you have there,” she told him.

She continued wanking him with a firm grip, getting faster and faster. He stared at her beautiful pussy, feeling the tension finally drift out from him. Around the room, the moans were dying down as the last few people reached their climaxes.

David surrendered to the sensation, feeling a rush of intense pleasure as he reached his climax. A wave of release and euphoria washed over him as he felt a huge load of warm cum ejaculate onto his chest and stomach. A second and third load coated him further as Skye slowed her stroking, coaxing him through his orgasm.

Eventually he was done, and she stood up. The rest of the class were getting up and getting dressed with a murmur of quiet conversation. Skye went to get a box of tissues and handed them out to the men of the class, including David, and a few of the women who had squirted on the floor. Then she wrapped a loose silk dressing gown around herself, but didn’t tie it up.

“Thank you everyone, I hope you’ve enjoyed your spiritual start to the day and it has fuelled you with the energy you need.” Skye said, dismissing the class.

“David,” she said to him suddenly as he was hopping about trying to get his underpants on. “Leave your clothes for a moment, can I have a word in my office?”

David followed her, naked, into an adjacent office. Her gown was still open, and he could still see her hairy pussy and most of her small breasts.

“I notice you are the most tense of the group,” she said, turning to him. “I sense some internalised shame.”

“Well,” he said, “It’s true that I’m not sure this is an appropriate setting for self-love. I’m just not used to how… free everyone in the village is.”

She nodded along, listening carefully to what he said.

“I think what you need is a tantric sex lesson,” she said when he had finished. “And no time like the present.” She reached behind the desk and pulled out some blankets and cushions, arranging them on the floor.

David was a bit confused about where this was going. “Sit there please,” she said, indicating the cushions. David sat down and she slipped her gown off, revealing her beautiful toned body again.

Then she came and straddled him, sitting on his lap facing him. He could feel her long pubic hair brushing against his soft cock. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him closely, her small breasts with their hard nipples pressed up against his chest.

Her face was inches from his. “We’ll start with some breathing exercises,” she said.

David felt himself relax as they started breathing in time with each other, feeling her warm skin against his. Her hand gently stroked his back, and she encouraged him to do the same to her.

She leaned in even closer and their lips touched. She parted them, opening his lips and their tongues entwined in a slow, sensual kiss. David felt his cock start to stiffen again, and soon it was pressing up against her large clit. She started to move ever so slightly, rocking back and forth as they kissed, his cock rubbing gently against her.

Skye broke the kiss momentarily, her breath warm against his lips. "Feel the energy flowing between us, David. Let go of your inhibitions and embrace the connection."

David closed his eyes, trying to focus on the rhythm of their breaths and the warmth of her body pressed against his. He allowed himself to be present in the moment, surrendering to the intimacy that was unfolding.

Skye’s hands roamed over his back, tracing light, teasing patterns that made his skin tingle. David mirrored her movements, his hands gliding over her smooth, toned body and down to her ass, holding her firm cheeks and helping her to rock against him.

She whispered softly in his ear, "Let’s take this deeper, David. Let’s merge our energies.”

With the next rock forward, she lifted up slightly higher and his cock slipped between her folds. When she sat back down, she swallowed his cock inside. He felt her delicious, tight wetness as it completely engulfed him, right down to the base of his cock. She sank down as deep as she could, letting out a long moan of satisfaction as he filled her.

Now she rocked her hips again, grinding her clit against his body and clenching his cock inside her with her muscles. It was intensely pleasurable, but she kept the motion slow, continuing to stroke and kiss him. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through them both, and they were soon moaning with ecstasy.

Skye's movements became more urgent, her breath quickening. "Focus on the connection, David," she panted. "Feel the unity of our souls."

He could feel his climax building, and Skye seemed to be getting closer too. “Let’s come together, David,” she said, “Feel the rhythm of my body and join with it.”

David tightened his grip on her ass, synchronising his movements with hers, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, their breaths mingling, hearts pounding in unison.

As the climax neared, Skye’s moans grew louder, her body quivering with anticipation. “Yes, David,” she cried out, her voice filled with ecstasy. “I can feel it… we’re so close.”

David’s own moans joined hers, the pleasure intensifying with each passing second. Their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them, an agreement to surrender to the moment.

With a final, powerful thrust, David felt himself tip over the edge. His climax surged through him, a torrent of pleasure that seemed to start in his core and radiate outwards. At the same time, Skye’s body convulsed, her inner walls clamping down on his cock in rhythmic contractions. She cried out, her voice a symphony of ecstasy, as her own orgasm washed over her.

David’s cock throbbed inside her, each spasm matched by the milking motion of her contractions. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of tightness and warmth that seemed to draw every last drop from him. He groaned, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release, as he emptied himself into her.

Skye’s hips continued to move, riding out the waves of their shared climax, her moans interspersed with gasps of pleasure. The contractions of her cunt squeezed and pulsed around him, creating a feedback loop of pleasure that seemed to stretch on forever.

Finally, as the last tremors of their orgasms faded, Skye collapsed onto him, their bodies slick with sweat, hearts still pounding. They lay there, entangled and spent, basking in the afterglow of their shared experience.

David smiled, his hand trailing lazily up and down her back. “Thank you, Skye,” he whispered. “For showing me a new way to connect and find peace, I think I’m finally beginning to understand this place.”

To be continued