Jade's Erotic Adventures Box Set

by Victoria Rush

  I quickly checked out Soraya's body as my eyes darted across her naked figure. She had a perfect ballerina's figure, with strong slender muscles, small but shapely breasts, and narrow hips with a round, firm ass. She smiled as she appraised the diverse group standing naked before her.

  "First," she began, "let's recognize the power within each of us by turning to our partner and celebrating their beauty. Turn to face your nearest colleague and stand with your feet together, with your spine erect. Feel the strength in their body and celebrate the unique beauty each of us embodies."

  Up to this point, I'd only seen the backside of Neve as we both faced the front of the room with her slightly in front of me. I'd admired her strong and shapely ass and was looking forward to seeing what she looked like from the front. But as she turned around to face me, my mouth dropped open. A strange movement between her legs drew my gaze down to her midsection, where she had a prominent hanging penis.

  My eyes flew open as I caught my breath, and she smiled at me with a knowing gaze. Far from being scared or offended by her transgender appearance, I was fascinated by her blend of masculine and feminine traits. Other than the large phallus hanging between her legs, no one would have guessed that she was transgender. Her arms and legs were slender like a woman's, and her waist tapered in the middle to accent the roundness of her hips. She had a flat and nicely toned stomach that blended seamlessly with her large, firm breasts. I knew that they were likely fake, but I didn't care—they were perfectly shaped, firm, and round. I couldn't see any visible sign of scarring, and her nipples were large and protruded proudly, as if telling me: 'I'm a woman!'

  I couldn't help my eyes from darting over her voluptuous figure, but I lingered especially long at her magnificent tool. It was long and thick even in a flaccid state, perfectly circumcised, and a lovely shade of light brown, matching the rest of her beautifully tanned body. She'd shaved her pubic patch to a barely visible light brown stubble, and her tight balls were clean and bare. I could feel my breathing increasing in excitement as my chest rose and fell from the thrill of seeing my first transgender person naked.

  Was she a man, a woman, a transsexual, or a lady-boy? I wondered. What was the correct term to call transgender people these days?

  From the feminine pitch of her voice, I knew she was a man who was probably taking hormone treatment to become a woman, and for all intents and purposes, that's what she looked and sounded like to me. All except that glorious joystick hanging between her legs. My pussy unconsciously began to lubricate thinking of all the fun I could have with her. Suddenly, the image of Kayla was far from my mind.

  I looked up at Neve and smiled. The only judging she'd receive from me today was positive affirmation and admiration. I lifted my chest and thrust out my breasts, silently signaling: 'Look at us—two beautiful, strong, proud, women.' She beamed back at me and pulled her feet apart a couple of inches. I glanced down at her member and noticed that it had swelled in size since I last looked at it. Still pointing downwards, it had lengthened to at least six inches in length and five inches in girth.

  If this is what her cock looks like when it's tame, I can't wait to see what it looks like fully excited.

  The sound of Soraya's voice pulled me out of my trance.

  "Now let's loosen up a little bit in preparation for some new poses," she said. "Extend your arms straight over your head and clasp your hands together. Now bend slightly to your right side, keeping your chest parallel with the rest of your body. Bend as far as you can, then pause and hold while you breathe from your diaphragm."

  Neve and I swung our bodies in opposite directions as we looked at each other, tilting our heads playfully. After a minute or so, Soraya asked us to bend to the opposite side, and our smiles broadened as Neve and I continued tilting our heads like schoolgirls.

  "Now, stand up straight in the Mountain pose, then step back about one leg length with your left foot as you bend your right knee to a ninety-degree angle. This variation on the Warrior pose will strengthen your thighs and glutes, and channel the power within you. Hold for one minute, then switch and repeat with the opposite side."

  Neve and I extended our legs and sunk down into the pose, as we looked at each other with exaggerated looks of ferocity on our faces. When we switched to the other side, our eyes widened and our lips puckered, while we continued play-acting. It was nice to have someone to partner with who didn't take the whole naked yoga thing too seriously. Her pecker detumesced slightly, and it swung gently between her legs whenever we changed positions. I could tell she was getting more relaxed and focusing on enjoying the moment.

  "Now bend your upper body forward," Soraya instructed, "and place your hands on the floor beside your front foot. You should feel the stretch in your right hamstring and left thigh. Lower yourself as far as you can and hold the position as you look up, breathing slowly."

  Neve and I faced each other directly and we continued our little game, holding our warrior expressions as our faces came closer together. I glanced up and down her body to signal I was checking out the firehose between her legs, and with each glance it seemed to get bigger and bigger. It was fun to have so much control over a cock, even if it didn't belong to a man.

  "Ok," Soraya continued. "Now let's work on our balance for a little bit before we get into some more serious poses. Turn away from your partners and return to the standing forward fold. Bend over and place your fingertips on the floor then sweep your right leg up to a ninety-degree angle behind you. Now turn your chest to the left and reach up with your left arm until it's pointing toward the ceiling. Hold and pause, trying to center your body over your left leg."

  Neve and I watched Soraya demonstrate the technique, then we mimicked her position. We couldn't see each other faced in opposite directions, so I lowered my head and glanced between my legs. She waved her foot that was pointed in my direction as if to say hello and giggled softly. I could see her testicles nestled tightly between her extended legs and her cock pointing straight down. I wondered if she noticed the shining wet spot that was forming between my own legs. Soraya asked us to repeat the procedure on the other side, and once again Neve and I stole glances at each other's backsides between our scissored legs.

  "Now we're going to try something a little more risqué," she said. "It's called the Standing Split. Return to the standing forward fold position, continuing in the opposite directions to your partner. Brace your fingertips against the floor and sweep your right leg straight up toward the ceiling. Keep your hips squared and inhale, extending your chest. Now, exhale and lean toward your standing leg, bracing your left forearm against your left calf. Lift your right leg as high and straight as you can, feeling the stretch in your glutes and hamstrings."

  As I bent over into the revealing position, I smiled knowing that Soraya could just as easily instructed us to perform the pose facing our partners. But this way, we were completely opening ourselves up to one another, revealing our most intimate parts only inches away from one another.

  I was able to lift my foot high enough that my legs were in an almost straight line, with my chest resting against my left thigh. I opened my eyes and looked over at Neve and saw that she was straining to hold the position but had managed to get her legs into a near one-hundred-and-fifty-degree angle. I nodded in approval as she smiled at me, breathing heavily. Her balls had pulled slightly toward her cock from the force of gravity, and I could see her exposed perineum and anus between her upswept leg. I admired how clean and bare everything was, and I hoped she was inspecting me as closely as I was her. I could feel a trickle of lubrication leaking out of my pussy and beginning to run down my leg as I noticed her penis swell and elongate. It was exhilarating to communicate exactly what we were feeling purely through our body language.

  After a couple of minutes, Soraya asked us to switch positions and stretch the other leg. I could feel the slick liquid between my thighs as they scissored together. A few people in the group groaned trying to hold the pose,
and Soraya asked us to return to a comfortable standing position.

  "Okay," she said. "You can turn around and face your partners again. Let's rest for a moment before we try some seated poses. I want you to sit down on your mat and cross your legs in the Buddha position, then place your palms on your knees and close your eyes. Breathe deeply, relaxing your muscles. Empty your thoughts as you feel the energy emanating from within you and from your partner.

  "Om," Soraya hummed out loud.

  "Om," everyone in the group chanted in return.

  "Now let's limber up our back and work on strengthening our core," she said. "Extend your legs straight in front of you, then lift your right knee, placing your right foot against the inside of your left thigh. Now, twist gently to your right and bring your left arm to rest on the outside of your elevated knee. Brace your upper body by placing your right hand behind you on the floor as you try to twist your torso as far as you can in the opposite direction."

  I remembered this move from our last class and wondered what Soraya's plan was for this session's development. Maybe it was simply designed to let us come down from the intensity of the last exercise, but I was definitely ready to step it up to the next level of engagement. Neve and I tried not to look at one another as we turned our heads to guide our chests in opposite directions. But when we switched to focus on the other side, we stole a quick glance and smiled at each other.

  Maybe there was method to Soraya's madness after all, I thought. The brief pause in the sexual tension that had been building up between us only seemed to heighten my desire.

  "Okay," Soraya said, "now let's get down to the serious stuff. Bring your legs back in front of you and extend them straight out until they're touching your partner's feet. Now gently spread your legs as far apart as you can, feeling the stretch in your inner thigh muscles. Extend your arms toward your partner and clasp each other's hands as you brace your feet together. Have one partner gently pull the other forward, bringing your chest as far forward and low as you can. Breathe slowly and deeply, pausing when it starts to bind. When you feel your muscles relax, spread your feet a little further apart and try to bend even lower."

  I remembered this pose vividly from our last class. This had been the one that brought Kayla and me close enough where we came together. I wondered if Soraya had a different design for us this time. If this session was all about creating a closer union between partners, I was ready for whatever she had in mind. Neve and I placed our feet together and gradually spread our legs apart as we stared into each other's eyes. Neither of us wanted to be the first to leer openly at the other's exposed genitalia.

  When our legs were spread as far as they could go, we hesitated holding hands, wondering who should 'go first'. As with Kayla, I decided to take the lead. I gently pulled Neve towards me, and she lowered her chest and head between my legs. As her head got closer to my throbbing pussy, I wondered what it would be like to make love with a transsexual. I'd never had a transgendered person go down on me, and my clit tingled with the thought of Neve wrapping her lips around my love button.

  She wasn't quite as flexible as Kayla, but with her legs swung out over ninety degrees, she was able to get her face very close to my sopping pussy. I held her arms firmly, holding her in the extended position to give her a moment to revel in my womanness. I wasn't sure what her sexual preferences were, but I knew she identified as a woman and I wanted her to see my female parts in all their glory, close-up. I heard her exhale in a muffled moan as she lingered, taking it all in. I was tempted to spread my legs further to see if she could get close enough to touch me, when I heard Soraya's voice again.

  "After one partner has stretched as far as he or she can go, switch positions and guide the other to do the same. You may notice your partner's arousal, and this is perfectly normal. If it helps to provide extra motivation for your partner, you may wish to touch each other in the Mula Bandha area to encourage them to go further. Of course, we always want to respect our partner's personal space, so if you want to disengage at any time, just provide the signal."

  I released the tension on Neve's arms and she lifted her torso up, looking at me quizzically. I suspect she had the same idea as me and had hoped to go further. I smiled at her and looked down between her legs. Her cock was fully erect and pointing up toward her belly. Now at least eight inches in length, it had to be six inches around. It was perfectly straight and glistening at the tip. I had a feeling she needed to be touched even more than I did.

  She nodded to indicate that she understood my plan and gently began to pull my arms toward her. I knew that I'd have no difficulty getting all the way down to her crotch, so I teased her by lowering myself slowly. I could see her erect cock bouncing from the pulse coursing through it, and I licked my lips in anticipation of taking it into my mouth. The angle of our legs was perfectly positioned for my head to reach the top of her erection with my back straight. I paused with my lips inches away from her swelling and glistening head. I was dying to swallow her like a popsicle, but I wanted to build her sexual tension even more. I wanted to hear her gasp when I finally took her into my mouth.

  I could see the pre-cum streaming out of her slit as she vainly thrust her hips up toward my face. I paused for one last moment, then placed my lips around the head of her dick and sucked her into my mouth. She let out a guttural moan as I felt her lingham swell in my mouth. I pictured her sitting on her yoga mat, sitting with her legs spread wide, with everyone watching me suck this beautiful woman's cock into my mouth. Maybe they were doing the same thing at this moment, because I could hear muffled moans coming from the people around me. Whether they were getting turned on watching us or getting some of their own action, it didn't matter. At this moment, I was at one with my partner.

  As I swirled my tongue around the head of Neve's cock and pushed myself down deeper over her shaft, I heard the pace of her breathing increase. She started to whimper when I flicked the sensitive part of her coronal ridge under the head of her frenulum. I sensed that she was getting close to cumming, so I moved my hands from my sides and cradled her balls, rolling and squeezing them gently in my hands.

  "Oh God," she gasped, as l felt her hard cock flex in my mouth.

  It won't be long now, I thought.

  Just then, I heard Soraya's voice again, as she instructed us to move into a new position.

  You've got to be kidding me.

  "I know many of you are feeling an intimate connection with your partners," she said. "If you wish to continue exploring this position, you may. But we have one last pose that I think you may find even more empowering. It's called the Buddha Straddle, and I believe you may find it brings you even closer together and elevates your spirits even higher. When you're ready, sit up and face your partner in the seated Buddha position."

  I paused for a moment with Neve's throbbing cock in my mouth, and she froze, unsure what to do next. Then she gently placed her hands under my shoulders and encouraged me to lift myself up. I withdrew her cock from my mouth, kissed the tip, then sat up. The look we shared when our eyes met said everything we needed to express. Her eyes were glazed over and she gave me a thankful smile. Whether she was trying to respect Soraya's commands or she was trying to save herself for the main event, I wasn't sure. I simply smiled back at her as I gazed deeply into her eyes.

  "Okay," Soraya said, after everyone had moved into the new position. "Place your hands together in front of your chest and bow toward your partner to acknowledge each other's divinity."

  Neve and I pressed our hands together in a steepled prayer position and bowed.

  "Namaste," Soraya said.

  "Namaste," Neve and I said, saluting each other.

  "In this last exercise," Soraya said, "we're going to move as close together as we possibly can to combine our life energy into one. I'd like one partner to move forward and lift yourself up so your hips rest between the straddled legs of your other partner. Then wrap your legs around your partner's hips and interlock
your feet to pull yourself toward him or her. You may choose to simply rest in this position as you listen to each other meditate, or you may engage your Mula Banha directly in order to exchange your energy more intimately. Either way, focus on each other's breathing and move slowly to celebrate each other's life flow."

  I smiled at Neve and scooted toward her, then lifted myself up into her lap. We both knew who should be on top in this case. I could feel her cock pressing against my stomach, and I paused as I looked into her eyes.

  "Enjoy," I whispered softly.

  Then I tilted my hips forward and grasped the shaft of her cock between my slick labia and rocked slowly back and forth to massage her gently. She closed her eyes to savor the sensation, and I moved forward to kiss her. Her lips were soft and pliant, and I pushed my tongue inside her, allowing her to taste her own honey. We kissed for a time with me rubbing her shaft up and down my slippery slit, then we both tilted our hips at the same time and her cock slipped inside me. We both moaned as we held each other close, then Neve titled her hips further as I sunk down onto her throbbing member. I was surprised I could take all of her inside me, and we began to rock our hips faster together.

  "Remember to go slow," Soraya admonished. "One of the joys of tantric yoga is the savoring of each other's Chi as we interweave our bodies and join together in intimate connection. Enjoy the feeling and savor each moment, as you prolong the build-up of your pleasure and intimacy. Feel the power coursing through your bodies and the joy that you're able to share with one another."