I don't own DC
So, fun fact, after maybe the 5th or 6th catastrophic crime wave, Gotham City suffered consecutively in a row. Business and building owners got a little clever and started renting out floors of their buildings to businesses one normally might not find in a residential skyscraper to help people deal with various shelter-in-place orders…
Like a McRonald's or even an entire food court.
This particular residential skyscraper had a gym in the basement: Treadmills, weight benches, and pull-up power cages just to name a few. What made THIS basement gym special was not the fact that it was there or that it was used often… but because who lived in this building 20-something floors up…
…If it wasn't obvious, it's Superbabes. Of Course, it's Superbabes. Two of them in fac,t lived comfortably high up in this building and would, occasionally, use the services of the gym when they didn't feel like driving to Sal's or BossFit. One Gym was usually as good as another to them, and this one was closer.
This Gym didn't have a specialty name or a franchise ownership; it was owned by a man who ironically never stepped into a gym willingly. He wasn't neglectful, or a bad boss, or anything… he just didn't care about being 100 pounds overweight or want to do something about it. He left the day-to-day running to his employees and stepped in when they needed him.
Today, only a couple of Gym Trainers were working. Hank Carvey and Frank Nealon they sounded related, but they weren't. Both were bulky, bulgy, and athletic gym trainers. The kinds of guys you'd expect to see in a Gym. Hank was a burly blonde, tanned fellow you'd expect to see at a Coast City Muscle Beach somewhere. Whereas Frank was a dark skinned black Adonis, often seen with a book in his hand as he sat in the gym… as brainy as he was brawny, he was the taller of the two, but also the most recently hired.
Frank sat on a weight bench, casually doing curls with one arm and a 20-pound weight in his grip, wearing a white power lifter suit, his muscles bulging and sweating as he read a tiny pocket book in his other hand. It was written in Italian, and he easily held it between his burly fingers.
"Evening Frank." Hank finally arrived for work, wearing black spandex so tight he might as well be naked,
"Hey Hank." Frank replied without breaking his workout stride, the 20-pound weight swinging up and down as Hank stepped onto a nearby treadmill and started it up, casually walking.
"Another day, another paycheck." Said Hank as Frank hummed affirmation.
"Mmn-hmmn…"
"Has anyone actually come in?"
"Floor 15 showed up for a little bit." Hank said, "Did a handful of pull-ups and gave up. I offered to train him but-"
"He said 'no' right?" Hank rolled his eyes, "Yeah, he doesn't like us, guy trainers. He'll stick around for Amy and Jamie, though. Unlike Hank and Frank, trainers Amy and Jamie were actually related and were as devoted to fitness as they were to looking pretty. And they did appreciate the easy paychecks and looking good in tight clothes…
"Hmmn." Frank replied, continuing to read and flex his muscles.
"Just another day working out and getting paid-FUCK." Hank suddenly swore, which actually broke Frank's concentration. "Oh SHIT." He said as Frank looked up from his pocketbook and glanced at him curiously.
"What?" he said indignantly as Frank stopped walking on the treadmill. Since he had cursed, Frank thought that Hank was angry about something, but the HUGE smile on his face told him that it wasn't in anger, it was in shocked excitement.
"It's the Floor 25 girls!."
"What?" he repeated as Frank then grabbed his bald head and turned it to look. Two beautiful young women, one a gorgeous and athletic-looking ebony woman, and the other a tall, raven-haired white girl. Both of them were incredibly fit, with full voluptuous figures, big breasts, and round asses… the Ebony woman was wearing a flexible yellow and black unitard, the raven-haired White girl was in an amethyst purple sports bra and what appeared to be matching tight underwear… as opposed to shorts or tight yoga pants.
The two beauties casually chatted as the ebony woman tugged out her leotard with an audible SNAP as it began to ride up her bubble buttocks. Frank stared at the woman and the ebony's vibrating backside as the other girl adjusted her own clothes.
"…Floor 25?" he said as Hank suddenly stood in front of him. Grinning and apparently trying to block his view of the gorgeous girls. So pretty he forgot proper gym etiquette. 'Don't stare at the hot women in tight clothes'… ESPECIALLY their asses, even if they're just out there to see.
"See that black haired one?" Hank whispered conversationally, and Frank couldn't at this exact second, but he knew what he was talking about.
"What about her?" he said, keeping his own voice low.
"She's NOTORIOUS. In this building." Hank said with a broad smile.
"…Notorious?" Frank repeated as he rolled his eyes. "Get to the point, man." Hank jerked his head towards the staff desk, it was where they could sit, do paperwork, sign memberships, and all sorts of things. Frank then stood up and followed him as they both sat down behind the desk. There were two chairs. Hank casually leaned on the table, but at an angle so he could keep an eye on the beauties casually chatting as they stood by one of the power racks with pull-up bars… the dark-haired woman stood in the middle of it like she was a cage dancer, smiling dimly at the ebony girl who seemed to be instructing her.
"That dark-haired one's lived in this building for a while; her friend recently moved in with her." Frank kept one eye on the girls and the other on his coworker. "So she's… not as FUN as she used to be. But that girl…" he groaned with a knowing look on his face. "She's as bright a broken light bulb, but god damn she is a sweet, SWEET piece of ass…" his voice got progressively lower in volume. "I heard one of the cleaners found her on the roof pool and managed to squeeze one out on her. She didn't even care!"
Frank blinked at him skeptically, "…Bullshit."
"The building manager had her living here rent-free as long as she walked around her apartment naked once a week. He was selling the live stream." Hank whispered, "He was raking it in until he got the shit beaten out of him by her friends…"
"Come on man, you've got to be kidding me. It's just rumors about some hot girl living in the building." Admittedly, though he could see those rumors being true, her body was a work of all-natural art, not to mention it was surprisingly fit… doing a number of pull-ups as her friend seemed to be counting along… and checking her phone.
"I swear to you Frank, it's all true… and if we're lucky, we could be working up a hell of a sweat today." He said, grinning lecherously. "That body is tight, but I hear she's REAL loose…" he joked, elbowing Frank cheerily. "We could PUMP her up."
"Give me a break." Frank said, not believing him for a second, but he was knocked out of his thoughts by a sudden and loud-
"Holy shit!"
Several minutes earlier.
Knock Knock. "Hey, Princess, are you ready or what?"
Time: 9:04 PM. Place: Gotham Apartments (Floor 25)
"Coming!" The door popped open, and Star Sapphire smiled as Bumblebee. "How do I look?" she said, prancing around like a living Darci Doll in a tight sports bra and stretchy underwear… Bumblebee didn't have the heart to tell her pretty friend and roommate that she wasn't wearing gym-appropriate clothes…
…But fuck it, it's funnier this way.
"You look good, Princess." Smiled Bumblebee wearing one of her old, sexy, tight gymnastics leotards. "Now come on already. I want to get our weekly workout done already." The Superbabes DID have a tight regimen to maintain after all. They either do it on their own or do it with Ronnie-Bell, and while normally they'd work out at an officially sanctioned Gym. Like Sal's or BossFit, working out and drawing in crowds… sometimes they were just lazy. But they STILL had to work out according to the guidelines.
"I already did my workout with Ronnie-Bell earlier this week." She said as Bumblebee sighed, "You were supposed to come with me, remember."
"Mmn…" Bumblebee didn't answer with words and chose NOT to mention that she was 'paying their rent' that day… she wasn't fucking their building manager, but she WAS banging a sugar daddy on the upper floors and NOT sharing her profits with Orders.
"But that's fine! You can help me keep count of my pullups! I always lose track." Star Sapphire said cheerfully, bouncing to the front door of their very expensive but essentially free apartment. Bumblebee laughed and rolled her eyes.
"Sure. Why not?" she said, her fantastic body was honed to busty perfection, she wasn't ACTUALLY planning to work out a lot. Call it laziness, or childish rebellion, but she was, or is, an Olympic-level athlete. She wasn't going to lose her beautiful body anytime soon, even if she tried EXTRA hard to do so, and she wasn't… They walked to the elevators and went down to the ground floor and the stairs that led to where the Gym was located. "I had no idea there was a gym in this building." She noted as Star Sapphire nodded.
"Yep! Gym in the basement, pool on the roof! It's got everything!... Though I wonder if it would be better if it's opposite…"
"Hmmn-hmmn…" Bumblebee said as her friend began rambling, checking her phone casually for any 'work'. Not Orders work, but sugar daddy work. Professional Slut and Sugar Daddy Drainer, she always had an eye out for a new mark.
The Elevators dinged on the bottom floor, and Star Sapphire took Bumblebee by the free hand and dragged her towards the stairs behind the elevators that led down into the gym basement. "Here we are." Star Sapphire said as they reached the bottom, and Bumblebee glanced up from her phone, putting it into her bag as she spotted a pair of muscular men in the far corner of the room. Her tongue slid hungrily across her lips, but she redirected her gaze to Star Sapphire as she picked out a power rack to use.
"This one looks good!" she said as Bumblebee smiled at her, putting her bag down, and bending over in that way that said she wanted someone to check out her ass. "What should we do first? Ronnie-Bell would have us stretch right?"
"Pfft. Nah. We're fine as hell." Replied Bumblebee lazily. "We don't have to work that hard working out." Star Sapphire pouted.
"…But shouldn't we work hard working out?"
"…Didn't you need me to help you count, Princess?" Bumblebee replied, leaning on one of the four poles of the power rack, which was firmly secured to the floor, so not even the combined weight of all four people currently in the room was going to move it.
"Oh! Yeah. I need you to keep track because I always lose count."
"Mmn-mmn…" Bumblebee mumbled as she watched Star Sapphire rub her hands together, reach up, and grab onto the pull-up bars. She watched her pretty friend slowly pull herself up, chin over the bar, then back down again, hanging off the bar and, going slowly at first, repeating the motion. "One. Two…" Bumblebee said, counting slowly and smiling at Star Sapphire's steady pull-ups… once she reached three, she figured Star Sapphire already lost count… however, her mouth hung open as Star Sapphire REALLY started to move.
10-20-30!
Star Sapphire began SPEED RUNNING through several pull-ups, over and over, up and down, as Bumblebee stared in awe, moving incredibly fast and not even slowing down. She was a machine!
"Holy shit!" she gasped as Star Sapphire focused solely on doing pull-ups. "Princess, stop, what the hell?!"
"What?" Star Sapphire blinked at her curiously, unsure why Bumblebee told her to stop. She hung there with an iron grip, mid-pull up, and slowly lowered herself into a rest position, but still hanging on the bar. "…Did you lose count, too?"
"No, I didn't lose count! You were at 54!" she said, "But how long have you been able to do that?"
"Do what?" Star Sapphire said cutely, she didn't even look tired, and she just pumped up and down like a machine designed for pull-ups.
"When were you a freak of nature for pull-ups?" Bumblebee asked as Star Sapphire blinked again, pouting thoughtfully.
"I don't know. I've always been good with pull ups." She said, judging by the size of her tits she might have plenty of unknown upper body strength.
"You could be an Olympian for them!" Bumblebee said as Star Sapphire looked particularly chipper.
"I could be like you?" Bumblebee appeared taken aback.
"…Yes?" she said hesitantly as Star Sapphire giggled, wiggling slightly.
"Then I'd better train! Let's start again!" she said. "With you helping me, I can get platinum!"
"Wait a sec-" Bumblebee sighed as Star Sapphire started pumping up and down again, her arms flexing powerfully as her big breasts bulged with her steady breathing. Her tight bottoms were riding up between her bubble ass cheeks as she glistened with sweat. "Oh, it's a good thing you're pretty, Princess." She said, counting again and marveling silently after the original shock. "…Holy shit." She added, still counting as Star Sapphire, mindlessly continued her pull-ups.
Then her phone buzzed in her bag, Bumblebee didn't even hesitate to check it, looking at the message, she smirked smugly. "Princess, I'll be right back." She said sweetly.
"Where are you going?" asked Star Sapphire, lowering herself SLOWLY, her magnificent body displaying a surprising amount of control.
"I need to go take care of our rent." Bumblebee smirked, "…And my car payment. And those candies you like."
"Oh! Okay." Smiled Star Sapphire. "…What should I do?"
"Oh, just hang around." Bumblebee said absently, "…I'm sure you'll find some way to occupy yourself." Star Sapphire pouted thoughtfully, working all her brain cells.
"Okay." She said again, pumping herself up and down as Bumblebee jiggled out of the room to go and suck some cash and other fluids out of a sugar daddy. Leaving poor Star Sapphire alone to continue building her upper body strength by doing pull-ups, which, honestly, Star Sapphire felt were more like recreation than actually working out.
She also left her alone with Hank and Frank, who were watching Star Sapphire's perfect body with increasing interest. Hank's smile began to stretch on his face. Barely a minute after Bumblebee left, he turned to Frank, who kept his eyes locked onto Star Sapphire, clearly interested, or at the very least unable to look away at her all-natural bimbo perfection.
She was, after all. VERY pretty.
Hank seemed to come to a decision, and with a growing bulge in his crotch, he smirked at Frank and said almost ominously. "Watch this." He said, then stood up and walked around the desk and over towards the working out Star Sapphire. "Hey there."
"Hi!" she said, and didn't stop pumping up and down, her breasts swinging up and down.
"Where'd your friend go?"
"She said she was going to pay our rent, and her car…" she noted, "She'll be back in a while."
"Aaah…" Hank said, "Well, do you want some help? I am a professional trainer. I'm qualified." He said, leaning on the cage as she hung there for a second, thinking about it.
"Hmmmn… Okay! What will it cost me?"
"Oh, my pleasure." He said with a smarmy smile, unable to help himself. "So. I couldn't help but overhear. That you wanted a gold medal in pushups?"
"I said platinum. Platinum's more expensive, right?"
Oh… It's a really good thing she's pretty.
"Well, if you want to get platinum, you're going to have to REALLY work hard." He said casually, "You can do pull-ups like a champion, but there are many uh… variables."
"Valuables?!"
"Variables-Complications?" he paused as he eyed her glistening body. "…Anyway." He said, smiling. "You've got to keep going up and down despite others' attempts at distracting you… May I begin?"
"Sure!" she said as he smiled. Frank, however, stared almost in awe at the sheer… stupidity of how easy that was working.
"Alright then!" he said, clapping his hands, "To start with, I need to examine your body… with my hands." He said as Star Sapphire nodded. That was perfectly understandable. She used to get inspected all the time.
"Alright. Go ahead." She said as his strong, firm hands ran over her legs, then her wide hips, curvy waist, brushing over her big breasts briefly before feeling her arms, giving Frank a lecherous smile. "Ooh…" she moaned softly, and he firmly squeezed her waist.
"Very nice. You have a great body…" he said, still rubbing and squeezing it firmly as she hung on the bar. "…Keep doing pull-ups." He said, "You shouldn't get distracted if you want to go gold."
"Platinum."
"Right. Platinum. My bad." He said, chuckling under his breath as he kept sliding his hands on her pumping body. "MMn…" he slid his hands down her body, then hooked his fingers into her underwear/gym panties.
"What are you doing?" she asked. She didn't even sound offended; she sounded legitimately curious.
"It's all part of the distraction training." He said quickly, trying not to burst out laughing.
"Oh, that's okay then." Hank and Frank could only stare at her, confused. But hanging their bottomless, she went back to doing pull-ups. Hank recovered and smiled.
"Now that's determination!" he said cheerily, "You handle yourself well. But how about we do something a little more advanced?" he slid his hand up the inside of her leg, before cupping his hand and palm against her silky pussy, rubbing her clit as his fingers slid into her oddly wet hole.
"Mmmngh!" but she kept lifting herself up and down, even as he wrapped a hand around her and kept her firmly in his hand as he began to finger her, sliding more fingers inside and rubbing against her inner walls right there in the open. Frank stared as Hank continued to rub and finger Star Sapphire, who, despite the sudden intrusion of her pussy, began pumping up and down again, essentially slamming her crotch onto his hand
"MMn-hmmn…" Hank growled eagerly, feeling her wet, clinging pussy as he kept pumping his hand into her as her body rocked up and down on his fingers. "Oooh, that's right, keep focus… don't think about anything else but working this body…" he said, grinning as Star Sapphire's legs tensed up, as she moaned erotically.
"MMGH!" her entire body tensing up, shivering in orgasm as, briefly, before pumping up and down again.
"Oh…" he grinned, "Getting a cramp?" he teased, sliding his fingers out of her quivering folds as she cooed. "I got just the thing for that." He then got on his knees, taking her legs and hooking them over his shoulders, before burying his face into her pussy.
"Fuck." Groaning Frank watched as Hank buried his tongue hungrily into Star Sapphire's quivering pussy even as she kept jiggling erotically in the air, holding tight to the bar with an almost mindless determination.
"Mmn! Mmgnh!" Hank hungrily ate away at her snatch like it was oozing a delicious sports drink. His hands clapped onto her thick bubble butt, squeezing her wonderful body as she gasped and moaned.
"Aah! Ahh!" Star Sapphire moaned on Hank's tongue, his crotch bulging obviously against his tights as Frank's did the same. His hand reaching down reflexively, rubbing it firmly as if trying to get it to calm down, but that just wasn't fucking happening…
The only thing that was going to happen was fucking.
Hank had a surprising head game, one of the few things he actually didn't boast about. And Star Sapphire had the tastiest little hole he's eaten out in a while. He greedily savored her body like it was cheat day, his cock full to bursting as she squirmed on his face.
"Aaah!" and climaxed again, but STILL she held onto the bars. Hank pulled away, licking his lips of pussy juice as he laughed.
"How'd that feel, pretty girl?"
"It felt good…" Star Sapphire moaned erotically, making Hank and Frank even harder. "…But how is that going to help me win Platinum?" she asked simply as Hank stared up at her and resisted an eye roll.
"GOOD POINT. You're so smart…" he stood up and yanked his stretchy workout clothes aside, showing off his big 9-inch cock. "We'd better get back to your distraction training." He said as he spread her legs, wrapping them around his muscular waist. "Here it cums." He said, "DISTRACTION!" he laughed, burying his cock into her body.
"Ooh!" he held her legs tightly around him, swinging his hips hard against her body over and over, her tits jiggling in the tight sports bra as she howled erotically, encouraging him to thrust harder, pumping her up into the air as she held tightly to the bar.
"Come on, baby! Come on! Work it! Up and down! Come on! Come on! Feel the BURN." He growled as her sopping pussy clung to his shaft delving in and out of her body as she still managed to bounce up and down on the bars, slamming onto his thrust. "Oh! YEAH! FUCK YEAH…" thrusting wildly into Star Sapphire, he buried his cock into her body. "MMgh! Come on! Up and down!" he smacked her ass as she gasped, "No one said stop! You're losing focus! Stay tight!" he held still, grabbing the corners of the power cage and letting her swing her own body up and down on his cock as she continued doing pull-ups. Her long, shapely legs rubbed against his body. "Whoo!" he cheered as she slid up and down his cock, his hands reaching up to her chest, lifting the sports bra and letting her big, soft tits bounce free. "AH-YEAH…"
Frank snarled uncomfortably, watching his coworker fuck the STUPID hot piece of ass riding his dick. "…FUCK IT." He said, finally, no longer resisting, he got to his feet and marched around the desk and approached them. "Hey! Hank." He snapped as Hank grabbed Star Sapphire's trembling body and yanked her down on his cock as she moaned. "…You forgot to get her to do stretches first…"
Hank raised an eyebrow, but slipped out of the straps of his power lifter spandex, letting it snap around his waist as he stood behind Star Sapphire, his thick 11-inch dick stretching out to poke between her ass cheeks. "Good point. Got to make sure she's good and LIMBER." Grinned Hank as Frank pushed his massive cock into Star Sapphire's tight ass.
"Ahh! Aaah!!" Star Sapphire moaned loudly as the two burly men buried their throbbing girths balls deep into her tight body. Her legs kicked out against the poles of the power cage as Frank sighed in relief, his massive throbbing cock sheathed tightly into her booty.
"Oh… FUCK don't you worry girl. We're going to make sure you're GOOD and stretched…" he cupped her big tits from behind before pulling slowly out of her ass and slamming his big black dick balls deep into her.
"OH! OH! OOOOH!!" Star Sapphire howled as Hank soon matched his co-fucker's movements, both pulling out and SLAMMING into her together like two freight trains colliding with her in the middle. "Oh! Oh AAah!!"
"Fuck! Yeah! She's fucking TIGHT." Frank moaned contentedly, after what felt like HOURS of tormenting edging, he finally soothed his raging arousal with the tight wet hole of Star Sapphire.
"Oh YEAH! I told you! I told you!" Star Sapphire squealed and yelped, jerking between them as they crashed together over and over against her shapely body.
"Is! This! OOOH! Really… Helping? Aaah! Aaah!" Hank and Frank buried their cocks into her, squeezing at her body as she dangled like a piece of fuckable meat between them, shivering in obvious orgasm as she gasped in pleasure, her sneakers squeaking against the power cage pulls as she moaned.
"That's how you know it's working. It feels really good." Frank said into her ear as she moaned. "That feels good, baby? Big black dick stretching your tight ass?" he began, rapidly bucking against her body. "'Cause I'm really starting to like stretching you girl…"
"Yeah, come on! O,h stretch her GOOD." Hank squeezed her tits, swinging his hips into her pussy against the rapidly pumping Frank. "Come on! Baby!" he groaned, bucking away. "Oh FUCK… OOH…" he buried his cock into her body, as Frank roared and did the same, both of them getting balls deep into Star Sapphire's body and dumping several loads of thick protein shake into her holes.
"Aah! Aha! Aaah…" Star Sapphire howled as she continued clinging tightly to the pull-up rod. She hadn't even loosened her grip; in fact, she only got tight.
"Oh FUCK me… oh she's so GOOD." Frank groaned in sweet relief of release. It's been so long since he drained his balls in a warm body like this, not since his girlfriend left him for some college nerd who could do MATH.
"Ha haa… thank you." Star Sapphire cooed sweetly, "…But you know it's hard to do pull-ups with you too clinging to me like this." She said as Hank and Frank's brains returned to their skulls and they blinked.
"…That's right! That's right…" Hank said, pulling his hands from her body and grinning. "…Let her pull up Frank." Frank squeezed her for a LITTLE moment longer, before finally letting go and, both of them putting their hands behind their back, watched Star Sapphire patiently. "Go right ahead. Keeeeep pumping…"
"Okay… oooh…" Star Sapphire moaned again as she went up and down, sliding her holes on their cocks as she quivered. "Oh… Oooh…" moaning sensually, as they grinned, her body tensing and flexing on their rapidly throbbing cocks. "Oh! OOoh!" up and down, up and down, tensing and shivering in pleasure, she kept working her all-natural body, toned and honed to bimbo perfection. "OOOH!!" she pulled herself up and dropped suddenly onto their fleshy rods, shaking in pleasure. "haah! Aah…!"
"Oooh girl. You're working hard…" Hank laughed as she dangled between them, balls deep on their rods as she 'rested'.
"I think it's time for more stretching." Declared Frank, cock throbbing inside her, he hooked his massive arms under her legs, lifting them up to her sneakers tapped the bar, and she hooked his hand behind her head, "Let go, girl." He whispered as Star Sapphire finally released the pull-up bar. "Gonna stretch you real good." He declared, easily carrying her folded body over to a bench press, sitting on the edge of it before lying back.
"Aaah! Ah!!" he planted his feet and began thrusting up into Star Sapphire's ass again, swinging his hips HARD into her thick ass cheeks as she moaned. "Oh! Ooh!"
"Relax, beautiful! I got you! This is as much of a workout for you as it is for me!" he jackhammered up into her body, swinging into her ass over and over with his massive black dick as if it was made specifically for that.
"Don't HOG her." Growled Hank eagerly, looming over her as she squealed and squeaked adorably in pleasure, her breasts swinging away on her chest as Hank slid back into her pussy. "Oh… stretching! Is! Important! UGH…" slamming and ramming into her body, they alternately slid in and out of her tight holes. "Oh, baby!"
"Feel the burn!" Frank growled, thrusting inside Star Sapphire as her pretty blue eyes rolled and her tongue lolled from her mouth, her holes were indeed 'burning', screaming in orgasm as she was slammed between them.
"Gonna pump you up! Pump YOU up!" Roared Hank, burying his cock into her and roaring primally. "UUGH! Aaragh!! UUUH!" he buried his cock balls deep and unloaded into her body. Frank didn't even slow down. Continuing his rampage into Star Sapphire's ass until Hank pulled out. Sighing contentedly, he stoked himself as Frank lifted Star Sapphire off his massive black dick.
"Yeah…" her growled. He lifted Star Sapphire into the air, before getting off the bench, laying her down, "Hold those legs open for me." He said, looming over her as she hooked her hands on the back of her knees, holding her legs open as he straddled the bench. "YEAH…" he slid into her pussy as she moaned. "Oh GOD that's a tight pussy!" he pulled out, and buried himself back into her as she howled and moaned. "Oh yeah…" Hank stroked himself to Star Sapphire's screams of pleasure and Frank's grunt of increasing effort, pounding rapidly away at her body as she spasmed. "Oh GOD… fuck… oh! Stay tight! Stay tight girl!"
"I thought… stretches… are supposed to… loosen you… UP!" Star Sapphire grunted cutely, feeling Frank SLAM into her body with his massive dick. "OH! OOOH!!" Growling like an animal, Frank buried his cock into her, smothering her body with his bulk.
"FUCK! OH! FUCK!!" he gasped, spasming on top of her, burying his cock into her folds, pulling back, and slamming deep as Hank cheered, Star Sapphire moaning in orgasm as she tensed up under him, her legs shaking.
"Hell yeah!" laughed Hank, his cock hard and his urethra dripping as Star Sapphire moaned in pleasure. "That's how you know it's working." He laughed. Frank's huge body untensed as he sighed, pulling SLOWLY out of Star Sapphire's stretched out pussy. Grabbing her wrists, he yanked her upright to sit on the bench, her legs spread apart and her holes oozing semen as she panted. "You look thirsty, have a protein drink." Hank said, turning her soft lips to his cock, sliding her head easily down his shaft, he sighed as she moaned. "You've got to suck it out." He said, her hands gripping the bench as she shivered, her tits pushed together by her arms as she slid up and down his length. "Suck out that tasty juice. Oh YEAH…" Hank sighed as his cock bulged, pumping a load directly into Star Sapphire's mouth, then another, and another… "Haah…" he sighed as she drank his seed. "…Oh… you have got to try this." He laughed as Frank jerked her head to his cock.
"Mmgh?!"
"Uuugh…" he bucked his hips in her mouth, once, twice, three times as he clenched his teeth and groaned, giving her a good filling of protein. "Drink up." He sighed contentedly as Star Sapphire moaned, but she slurped away, sucking down his cum as her lips massaged his glans, her tongue flicking his urethra for every last drop.
"Ah… I didn't know cum was a good protein!" she said curiously as Hank grinned lecherously
"Well, they DO call it 'nut'. I think I still got some in there for you…" He said, pulling her lips easily to his tip. "Haah…" he sighed as Star Sapphire tried to suck out more 'protein shake.' Twisting her head up and down his cock before getting out another load, but at that point, Frank was hard again.
"Come here, break times over." He lifted her from the Bench and carried her back to the power cage, her hands reaching up and grabbing the bar as he slid his cock into her body. "Come on! Work it!" he cheered, clapping her ass cheeks, "Up and down girl! Ooh…" he groaned as Hank jerked his cock furiously, coming up from behind and sliding back into her.
"Come on! You can do it!" he said as she groaned, still working her body as they worked her body too, his hand squeezing her tits as he grinned lecherously at Frank, pounding away at Star Sapphire. "We can do it too. All night LONG!" pumping harder, faster, slamming her between them as she gasped and howled erotically, soon hanging there as they jackhammered into her beautiful body.
"CUMMING!!" snarled Frank, burying his cock into that beautifully tight hole and draining another protein load into her as Hank roared his own release.
"AAGH! YEAH!!" They buried their cocks balls deep into Star Sapphire's quivering body, clinging tightly to her as she whimpered in pleasure.
"I can't… I can't anymore…" she whined, "…You two are heavy." She said as they clung tightly to her frame, weighing her down and unable to continue her pull-ups.
"Oh, don't you worry, sexy, we'll keep working you hard…"
"Hey, Lindsey, I'm back-Oh hello…"
"H-hey Ola…" Lindsey moaned as Hank and Frank abruptly ripped out of her body. "Ooooh…welcome back…" Lindsey moaned erotically as her holes oozed semen as she continued to hang on the power cage.
"…I leave you alone for 50 minutes…" laughed Ola, licking traces of cum from her lips as she approached. "And you end up fucking anyone that moves." She teased, usually it was the other way around. "Oh I hope you boys were nice to my girl here…" she teased, bending sultrily over and running her tongue up Lindsey's thigh, licking up the dripping cum. "'Cause she's expensive."
"Yep!" Lindsey cheered, "I'm going to get platinum! They've been helping me train…"
"Oh it's a good thing you're pretty princess." Ola cooed warmly before wrapping her lips around Lindsey's dripping pussy and licking her clean as Frank, after his moment of weakness, tried to get his clothes back on. Hank on the other hand, played his second hand with the sexy ebony SLUT eating out the really… REALLY naïve girl.
"We've been training HARD with her." He said, "…How about we do a couple of rounds with you?"
"Yeah?" Ola licked Lindsey clean. "Well I think we can work it out-"
BUUUUUUUUZ!
"FUCK." Snapped Ola irately as she pulled her phone out of her 'pocket'… her ass cheeks, looking at the sudden message she repeated herself. "FUUUUCK." She hissed again looking concerned at her phone. Lindsey glanced down at Ola.
"What? Do you have to go make rent again?"
"…No." Ola groaned irately, getting to her feet. "…Come on, we have to go." She said as Lindsey let go of the bar, her arms now hanging at her waist as Ola grumbled indignantly. "If we go no,w maybe we can-"
"Oh I doubt it sugar." Ola groaned as Ronnie-Bell smiled warmly at them, wearing tight workout clothes herself as Ola groaned. Hank and Frank however stared in AWE at the giant woman. "That's right, y'all. You're in trouble." She said, arms crossing under her chest as Lindsey blinked.
"…Am I in trouble?"
"No, hon." Ronnie-Bell said sweetly, "You're not in trouble, why don't you head up to your apartment while I have a little chat with your workout friends?" when Lindsey went to walk away, Ronnie-Bell added. "Put on some pants first Lindsey, hon."
"…I can't feel my arms." Lindsey admitted sheepishly as Ronnie-Bell approached and put a firm foot on Ola's thick black ass.
"Ola will help you shower while I… chat. With these, find gentlemen?" Ronnie-Bell smiled at Hank and Frank. "…Mind helping me WARM UP, boys?" she asked with her sexy southern belle voice that was both dangerous and arousing… which was unfortunate because they were giving her something ELSE to grab.
"…Come on Princess." Mumbled Ola, grabbing Lindsey's things as Ronnie-Bell grabbed OTHER things making the two howl nervously.
"What are you in trouble for?" asked Lindsey as Ola grumbled.
"Nothing." She said, because there could be a NUMBER of things Orders was pissed about, but judging by Ronnie-Bell's presence, she'd say it was a combination of slacking off, getting other people off without giving Orders her cut, and leaving Lindsey alone with horny trainers.
"Well then you have nothing to worry about." Lindsey said sweetly as they ignored the crashing and screaming coming from the gym as Ola turned the water on.
"…It's a good thing you're pretty." Ola sighed and helped her wash. Lindsey really couldn't feel her arms… her legs however were fine.
As was the rest of her, VERY fine.
End
Okay, NOW I'm going to do Tasha, sort of. I need to actually do some comms.