Julie stepped into the sunlit studio of the yoga class, her mat tucked under one arm and a small bundle of incense in her bag. The room buzzed with the soft chatter of about a dozen women, all stretching and preparing for the session. Ages varied from early twenties to mid-forties, bodies toned and flexible in their tight leggings and sports bras. Julie, a curvy brunette in her late twenties, felt a thrill of anticipation. She’d heard about this special aphrodisiac incense from an online forum—supposed to heighten senses and relaxation, but whispers hinted at more intense effects. Why not spice up the class?
As the instructor, a lithe blonde named Sarah, called everyone to the center, Julie knelt at the back, pulling out the thin stick of incense. She lit it with a lighter from her bag, the sweet, musky smoke curling upward in lazy spirals. The scent filled the air quickly, subtle at first, like jasmine mixed with something earthier, more primal. Sarah wrinkled her nose but smiled.
‘Nice touch, Julie. Let’s begin with child’s pose.’
The women settled into position, foreheads to mats, hips high. Julie inhaled deeply, feeling a warm tingle spread from her chest downward. At first, it was just a pleasant buzz, loosening her muscles. But as the smoke wafted through the room, she noticed shifts. The redhead next to her, Mia, let out a soft sigh, her breathing quickening. Across the circle, a petite Asian woman named Lena shifted her thighs together, her cheeks flushing.
By the time they moved to downward dog, the air hummed with unspoken tension. Julie’s pussy throbbed faintly, nipples hardening against her tank top. She glanced around—Sarah’s eyes had glazed over, her pose wavering as she licked her lips. The incense worked fast, igniting a fire in their veins, turning polite stretches into something feral. Women’s gazes lingered on curves, on the sweat-glistened skin exposed by low-cut tops.
It started small. During warrior pose, Mia’s hand brushed Julie’s ass, lingering a second too long. Julie didn’t pull away; instead, she pressed back, a spark shooting through her core. The room grew warmer, breaths heavier. Sarah abandoned the routine, her voice husky.
‘Feel the energy… let it flow.’
She dropped to her knees, crawling toward the group, her sports bra straining against her full breasts.
Lena was the first to break. She lunged at the woman beside her, a voluptuous Latina named Rosa, grabbing her waist and yanking her down. Their mouths crashed together in a desperate kiss, tongues tangling as hands roamed. Rosa moaned into it, her fingers digging into Lena’s hair, pulling her closer. The sight made Julie’s clit pulse; she reached for Mia, who was already staring with hungry eyes.
Julie pulled Mia into a fierce embrace, their bodies aligning in a heated grind. Mia’s lips found Julie’s neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, while her hand slipped under Julie’s top to pinch a nipple. Julie gasped, the sensation electric, her pussy soaking through her leggings. She retaliated by shoving Mia onto her back, straddling her hips and tearing at her bra. Mia’s tits spilled free, pink nipples erect and begging. Julie dove in, latching onto one with her mouth, sucking greedily, tongue flicking the hard peak while her teeth grazed it lightly.
Around them, the studio erupted into a symphony of moans and wet sounds. Sarah had pinned a tall brunette against the wall, her face buried between the woman’s thighs. She yanked down the leggings, exposing a shaved pussy already glistening with arousal. Sarah’s tongue plunged in without hesitation, lapping at the slick folds, circling the swollen clit with firm strokes. The brunette bucked, fingers twisting in Sarah’s hair, crying out as her juices coated the instructor’s chin.
Rosa and Lena had stripped each other bare, rolling on the mats in a tangle of limbs. Lena straddled Rosa’s face, grinding her dripping cunt against the woman’s eager mouth. Rosa’s tongue worked furiously, delving deep into the hot channel, slurping noisily as Lena’s hips rocked. Rosa’s own pussy ached, unattended until another woman—a curvy blonde named Emma—joined them. Emma knelt between Rosa’s spread legs, spreading her labia with fingers before burying her face in the wet heat. She sucked on Rosa’s clit like it was candy, humming vibrations that made Rosa’s body quake.
Julie, lost in her own haze, ground against Mia’s thigh, her juices smearing the fabric. But she craved more. She slid down, hooking her fingers into Mia’s waistband and peeling off the leggings. Mia’s pussy was bare, lips puffy and slick, a trail of wetness leading to her ass. Julie spread her wide, inhaling the musky scent before diving in. Her tongue traced the outer lips first, teasing, then flattened to lick from entrance to clit in long, slow drags. Mia writhed, bucking up to meet her mouth.
‘Fuck, yes, eat me,’ Mia groaned, her hands squeezing her own tits, rolling the nipples between fingers.
The aphrodisiac incense smoke still lingered, fueling the frenzy. Women paired off or formed chains, mouths and fingers exploring every inch. One group formed a circle on the floor: four women on their backs, legs intertwined, each with a face buried in the pussy of the next. Tongues thrust and swirled, fingers pumping into tight holes, the room echoing with slurps and gasps. Nipples were sucked raw—Sarah latched onto Emma’s breast now, drawing the bud deep into her mouth, biting down as Emma fingered her from behind.
Julie pulled back from Mia’s cunt, lips shiny with her essence, and flipped her over. Mia arched her back, presenting her ass. Julie spread the cheeks, tongue dipping to rim the puckered hole before sliding lower to fuck into her pussy with quick jabs. Mia came hard, her walls clenching around nothing, squirting a gush onto Julie’s chin. The sight pushed Julie over the edge; she stripped fully, rubbing her own clit furiously while watching the orgy unfold.
A new woman, an athletic black-haired beauty named Tara, crawled to Julie, eyes dark with lust. She captured Julie’s mouth in a kiss, tasting Mia on her lips, then trailed down to suckle her breasts. Tara’s teeth nipped at the sensitive undersides, tongue bathing the areolas before pulling a nipple between her lips and sucking with rhythmic pulls. Julie threaded fingers through Tara’s hair, holding her there as pleasure shot straight to her core.
They tumbled together, Tara pushing Julie onto all fours. While Tara lapped at her asshole, another pair joined—Lena and Rosa, their faces flushed from orgasms. Lena knelt in front of Julie, offering her soaked pussy. Julie leaned in, tongue spearing into the creamy slit, sucking out the fresh cum while Tara’s mouth worked her from behind. Rosa fondled Julie’s swinging tits, pinching and twisting the nipples until Julie screamed into Lena’s folds.
The class dissolved into pure hedonism. Bodies slick with sweat and pussy juice, women licked and fingered without pause. Sarah orchestrated a daisy chain, ensuring every cunt was devoured, every nipple worshipped. Fingers plunged into asses and pussies alike, stretching and filling. Orgasms rippled through the group like waves—one woman’s climax triggering the next, cries blending into a chorus.
Julie lost count of her peaks, her body trembling as Tara’s tongue finally focused on her clit, sucking it between lips while two fingers curled inside, hitting that spongy spot. She came explosively, thighs quaking, flooding Tara’s mouth. As the incense’s effects began to wane, the women collapsed in a heap, limbs entangled, breaths syncing in exhausted bliss. Julie smiled, already plotting the next class.