Chapter 12

All that Stephanie was wearing under the lilac cover-up was the captain’s gold as she strode through the corridors of the hotel.

The rings on the necklace bounced between her breasts, and the chain around her waist rose and fell with the movement of her generous hips. The gold around her ankles danced as she moved through the resort.

Feeling the air moving over her skin felt so cool against her wet pussy and the droplets of fresh pussy juice that coated her inner thighs. Stephanie could feel a ball of delicious sexual energy in her womb.

She knew that the resort was clothing-optional and yet it still felt so wicked to be wearing nothing but a gauzy cover-up. Against the deep tan of her skin the white tan lines that outlined her firm breasts and framed her pussy were clearly visible through the gauze.

Stephanie knew that if she passed anyone that their eyes would be immediately drawn to first her hard aroused nipples, and then to the engorged and glistening lips of her pussy.

The very thought of someone seeing her had bolts of buzzing sexual energy bouncing up and down her spine between her nipples and her clit.

Outside it was still dark and the lighting was dim. It would be thirty minutes before the first hint of sunrise would begin and it was quiet in the corridors of the resort. Stephanie enjoyed the feelings of naughty sensuality until she arrived at the yoga studio where she was due to meet their dozen clients for a morning meditation at 6:30am.

The four women that were there already looked at Stephanie with her pale skin breasts and erect nipples pointing at them with a combination of surprise, desire and not a little trepidation.

Stephanie smiled, slipped the thongs off her feet and padded into the yoga studio, feeling four pairs of eyes locked on the narrow strip of pale skin that ran between the cheeks of her ass that was also clearly visible through the cover up. She could scent her own musky aroused pussy, and knew that if she could scent it, so could everyone else.

Stephanie turned and laughed joyfully at their reactions and watched the tight muscles around their eyes relax. She asked them to lie down on their backs on the yoga mats and close their eyes.

Stephanie knelt onto the leader’s mat at the centre of the room, her knees wide apart, shoulders back and head held high. She actively started ocean breathing, breathing in deeply for a count of 8 and then out again - the noise of her breathing sounding like gentle waves breaking on a beach.

Within a minute, she could see the breathing of the four people synchronise with hers. Stephanie’s nipples and clit throbbed deliciously in time with her slowing heartbeat as she surveyed the room.

Next to each of the twelve yoga mats was a bolster, and the four women in the room were lying calmly with their feet pointing towards Stephanie. Each of them was wearing a mixture of workout or yoga gear.

One of the women was wearing white yoga pants that clearly outlined her labia and displayed a shadow of a patch of hair at the top of her vulva. Despite the dim lighting Stephanie could see that at the very base of the labia the fabric was damp.

“Hello no-panties sister,” thought Stephanie, “if I was wearing white yoga pants, my entire crotch would be see-thru by now.”

In addition to the scent of her own overheated pussy, Stephanie could smell some essential oils in the air.

In the corner of the room was an essential oil heater, and someone had obviously recently put a candle in there in the last ten minutes. Ylang-ylang, lavender and a woody scent that she couldn’t quite identify. The gentle meditation music she had asked for last night was playing.

“This is perfect,” thought Stephanie.

As 6.30am arrived, the other eight people entered the room together - their eyes showing the same mix of micro-expressions of surprise, desire and trepidation as they took in the smiling joyful goddess that knelt facing them with her hard nipples pointing at them from the tips of her white breasts behind the lilac gauze. There were now six men, and six women in the room.

Stephanie asked the newcomers to find a mat, lie down and close their eyes. She started to ocean-breathe again, and after a minute or two, everyone was breathing in time with her.

“Welcome to our morning meditation. As all of you know this is a clothing-optional resort and is very secluded. All of us put our cameras, mobile phones and tablets away when we arrived, and there is no security surveillance in this resort, and very tight perimeter security around the outside.” announced Stephanie.

“I made a personal decision when I arrived yesterday to fully embrace the opportunity. Is anyone offended or in any way concerned that by the way that I am dressed? If you are, could you please wave your hand?” asked Stephanie and paused. Not even a finger twitched.

“Now, I want you all to keep your eyes closed, and in a moment I’m going to remove my cover-up and be completely naked. And I’m going to invite you all to join me so that we do this meditation naked with our eyes closed. Then when we are finished I will give you time to get dressed again, before anyone opens their eyes. If anyone has a concern please wave your hand?”

A hand waved and a voice spoke from the back “So we keep our eyes closed for the whole meditation? And we do the meditation naked?”

“It is an invitation only. If you don’t want to participate or if you find this in any way uncomfortable or concerning, you’re welcome to leave now or at any time during this meditation. This is a place of mutual respect for everyone, so there’s no shame or guilt in freely choosing whatever you choose. Can we all agree to respect each other, keep our eyes closed and not peek?” Stephanie asked, “I want to see 12 hands raised please?”

Twelve hands went up. Stephanie had interviewed each and everyone of the participants weeks ago, and she’d talked to them the previous evening letting them know it was going to be a clothing-optional meditation, so she wasn’t surprised to see all the hands-raised. They had all come-along knowing that this was going to be an edgy retreat designed to challenge and open them to new ways of being.

“And so what we’re going to do this morning is a self-pleasure meditation. We are going to awaken the body using touch to activate and arouse our life-energy - life is created and sustained via sexual energy, and we’re here this morning to go within to activate your life-force through pleasurable touch” continued Stephanie, scanning the room.

“We’re not specifically looking to orgasm but if you have one or two then that’s also ok. All I ask is that you continue to respect the closed eyes agreement if you or someone else has an orgasm. This meditation is also about maintaining focus on yourself and your inner life-force energy, despite how distracting the room may be around you.”

And with that final instruction, Stephanie rose up on her knees and removed her cover-up and gave the instructions to get undressed to the participants. She waited to see what would happen and everyone began to slowly move.

Within a minute, ten were completely naked lying on their backs, and two remaining women were wearing only thong underwear. There were six semi-erect cocks pointing upwards and even in the dim lighting she could see moisture gathering on the pussies closest to her.

Stephanie’s nipples were throbbing like crazy in time with her clit, and she could scent the musk from her own pussy blending into the aromatic essential oils in the room. She lowered back down until her bum touched her heels, her knees spread apart and the flower of her aroused swollen labia dripped onto the mat.

Stephanie started the meditation, and got everyone sitting upright with the bolsters between their thighs, knees wide apart and pelvis tilted to elevate and display the genitals. Six erect clits and six erect cocks pointed towards Stephanie at the front of the room.

As she led them through the self-pleasure meditation, she followed her own instructions, caressing her own body running the very tips of her nails over the pale skin of her breasts and her taut nipples and then swept down over her stomach and vulva.

The noise of the ocean-breathing filled the room, and Stephanie felt the feminine sexual energy flowing down her spine, swirling in her womb space opening her up to receive the energy from the room.

Each time she drew breath, she felt the masculine sexual energy from the men in her group entering her mouth and lungs and penetrating down into her open womb space. As the arousal of the six women in the group grew, the musky arousal of hot pussy intensified.

Stephanie could almost taste the yin and yang of the sexual energy in the air that ebbed and flowed in and out of her body as she breathed. She led the sexual arousal of the group and began to gently elevate it, breath by breath.

As dawn gently started to break ten minutes later, the first moaning female orgasm started in the far corner of the room, and within seconds another one came then another and then the whole erupted room coming together blissfully and joyfully.