Mira stops by, so Liz decides show off that you...
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 40
by
copier
· original author:
dude501
"Oooh, yeah, that's it," Liz hissed as she forcibly uses you to play with herself and soon starts panting, partially from the pedaling but more from how aroused you're making her. All she can think about is the sensation of keeping you--her literal new boy-toy--against her crotch for as long as she wants. You, on the other hand, can't even think straight, thanks to Liz's grinding and smothering you with all of the soft, warm flesh at her disposal. You can only give muffled groans against her crotch, inadvertently stimulating her more, as her mammoth ass cheeks pulverize your throbbing cock. Flattened and frustrated beyond belief beneath Liz, there's nothing you can do until she's done with you, which doesn't appear to be happening soon. Getting more aroused by the second, Liz soon forgets about pedaling and, lost in pleasure, starts bouncing on the bike seat, repeatedly pounding you with all her weight. Moaning, she tilts her head back and quickly goes from pinching her nipples to fondling and deeply squeezing her breasts, rapt in all the "fun" you two are having together.
Before Liz can continue her fun, a soft, familiar voice interrupts from behind, "Um...excuse me, miss, is everything alright?"
Liz, continuing to bounce in place above you, gives a loud huff, clearly annoyed at the interruption, before looking behind her. "Oh...it's you," she flatly says to Mira, who has a concerned look on her face. "Like, what do you want," she rudely asks.
Not wanting to upset the Platinum member any further, Mira meekly responds, "I'm so sorry to interrupt. I just heard the--um--noise coming from here, and I just wanted to make sure you were alright."
Quickly coming down from the aroused high she was just in, Liz impatiently responds, "Yes, yes, I'm fine! Now go away! Like, can't you see I'm busy training with my cute, little trainer?"
Mira frowns. Liz claims she's training with you, but you're nowhere in sight. "Um, yes, clearly, but, if you don't mind my asking: where exactly is your trainer right now? Did he leave you alone? Is he alright?"
More annoyed than aroused now, Liz stops bouncing and indignantly plants her giant rear against the tiny seat (and you) before crossing her arms beneath her massive breasts, fuming at the annoying trainer lady who just wont leave her alone with her toy. Liz doesn't immediately respond to Mira's questions, but, after some pouting, a malicious smile creeps on her face. She perks up and coyly answers, "Oh, he's around. Since he's such a small trainer, I though it best to put him in a few...unconventional places while I worked out. You know, to help spot me better, hee hee. Now let's see, I was in the middle of using the exercise bike, so where did I place him this time?..." Liz wriggles her meaty ass all over the bike seat as she pretends to think. Mira gives her a puzzled look, completely unaware that Liz is effortlessly smushing you with her firm, extra-jiggly booty. Liz feels your cock, despite your better judgement, pressing into her flesh again and smirks to herself before continuing. "Oh that's right," she says before standing up, revealing your battered, naked body, covered in her juices, plastered to the seat. Mira looks on in shock as Liz continues, "I left him on the seat so he could keep a close eye on my gorgeous booty while I biked." Liz derisively laughs as she proudly sashays her divine derriere above you as you groan.
Deeply worried about you, Mira kneels down and gives you a sympathetic look. You have a flashback to when you both first met Liz, and you can only hope that this won't keep happening. Too exhausted to say anything at the moment, you give her a weak wave. You were worried that, after seeing you in such a pathetic state, especially with your naked cock erect for all the world to see, Mira might tease you like she did yesterday after sitting on you herself, but the consoling look on her pretty face gives you some small comfort. Mira feels bad that her job forced her to put you in such a bad situation. She can tell you're not having a great time and wants to help.
She tries to reason with Liz. "Well, Liz, it's great that you and Tim are using such...original means of training, but this session seems to be taking more out of Tim than we expected, likely due to his own lack of training. How about I take him back to the break room with me to rest while we get you a trainer more suited to your needs?" Mira reaches out to peel you from the bike seat and take you with her, but Liz abruptly sits back down before she can reach you, once again easily concealing you from the world with just her mammoth butt.
Liz looks a Mira furiously. "Um, excuse me!? Like, did I say you can take him? I'M, the VIP Platinum member, which means I get to say who trains me, and I get to say how long I get to play--I mean, like--train with them." Liz continues to grind her creamy white cheeks all over you to make her point. "Mr. Trainer and I were making a lot of progress together before you showed up, which is why he's going to stay with me until I'm done with him." Liz looks over Mira for a moment, suddenly noticing something, before striking a haughty pose, showing off her curvy figure, and continuing, "Besides, why would he want to go with a big cow like you when he could stick with a smokin hot bombshell like me?" Mira is clearly offended by Liz's rudeness but holds herself back, not wanting to risk her job by upsetting the VIP client. Liz smirks, knowing once again that she's in full control. To make her point even further, Liz peels you out from under her and slowly drags you across her warm, smooth skin before holding you up to her. "Ain't that right, Mr. Trainer?"
As you take a moment to finally breathe again, you notice both girls are looking at you intently, expecting you to answer a question you could hardly hear from under Liz's ass. Instead of playing Liz's game (again), you foolishly attempt to reason with her again for the sake of your job. "Um, Liz, if you could just pleas--mmph."
Your pleas are once again silenced by Liz's metric tons of soft flesh as she possessively presses you to her round, perky chest. She interjects, "See? He wants to stay with me. The little guy can't get enough of me. I can tell cause he keeps getting a stiffy whenever he's around me. Haha, I can feel it now." In another show of dominance, Liz, slowly drags you all over her chest and back again directly in front of Mira's face, teasing you and taunting her. She's partially right, though. The thin, flimsy material of her tube top does nothing do hide how soft and warm her breasts are, just as it doesn't hold back your erection from poking back into her flesh, much to her delight. Mira can only give a reserved but clearly pained expression as she puts up with this brat of a platinum member having her way with you. Eventually, Liz presses you face first against her immense cleavage and presses her breasts together to wedge you securely in it, trapping your face as well as your cock. "Now, if you'll excuse us, Mr. Trainer and I have some more training to do." Before Liz can get up from the bike, Mira suddenly stands back up and gives her a sharp glare, which Liz notices. "Like what, do you have something else to say?"
How does Mira respond?
Before Liz can continue her fun, a soft, familiar voice interrupts from behind, "Um...excuse me, miss, is everything alright?"
Liz, continuing to bounce in place above you, gives a loud huff, clearly annoyed at the interruption, before looking behind her. "Oh...it's you," she flatly says to Mira, who has a concerned look on her face. "Like, what do you want," she rudely asks.
Not wanting to upset the Platinum member any further, Mira meekly responds, "I'm so sorry to interrupt. I just heard the--um--noise coming from here, and I just wanted to make sure you were alright."
Quickly coming down from the aroused high she was just in, Liz impatiently responds, "Yes, yes, I'm fine! Now go away! Like, can't you see I'm busy training with my cute, little trainer?"
Mira frowns. Liz claims she's training with you, but you're nowhere in sight. "Um, yes, clearly, but, if you don't mind my asking: where exactly is your trainer right now? Did he leave you alone? Is he alright?"
More annoyed than aroused now, Liz stops bouncing and indignantly plants her giant rear against the tiny seat (and you) before crossing her arms beneath her massive breasts, fuming at the annoying trainer lady who just wont leave her alone with her toy. Liz doesn't immediately respond to Mira's questions, but, after some pouting, a malicious smile creeps on her face. She perks up and coyly answers, "Oh, he's around. Since he's such a small trainer, I though it best to put him in a few...unconventional places while I worked out. You know, to help spot me better, hee hee. Now let's see, I was in the middle of using the exercise bike, so where did I place him this time?..." Liz wriggles her meaty ass all over the bike seat as she pretends to think. Mira gives her a puzzled look, completely unaware that Liz is effortlessly smushing you with her firm, extra-jiggly booty. Liz feels your cock, despite your better judgement, pressing into her flesh again and smirks to herself before continuing. "Oh that's right," she says before standing up, revealing your battered, naked body, covered in her juices, plastered to the seat. Mira looks on in shock as Liz continues, "I left him on the seat so he could keep a close eye on my gorgeous booty while I biked." Liz derisively laughs as she proudly sashays her divine derriere above you as you groan.
Deeply worried about you, Mira kneels down and gives you a sympathetic look. You have a flashback to when you both first met Liz, and you can only hope that this won't keep happening. Too exhausted to say anything at the moment, you give her a weak wave. You were worried that, after seeing you in such a pathetic state, especially with your naked cock erect for all the world to see, Mira might tease you like she did yesterday after sitting on you herself, but the consoling look on her pretty face gives you some small comfort. Mira feels bad that her job forced her to put you in such a bad situation. She can tell you're not having a great time and wants to help.
She tries to reason with Liz. "Well, Liz, it's great that you and Tim are using such...original means of training, but this session seems to be taking more out of Tim than we expected, likely due to his own lack of training. How about I take him back to the break room with me to rest while we get you a trainer more suited to your needs?" Mira reaches out to peel you from the bike seat and take you with her, but Liz abruptly sits back down before she can reach you, once again easily concealing you from the world with just her mammoth butt.
Liz looks a Mira furiously. "Um, excuse me!? Like, did I say you can take him? I'M, the VIP Platinum member, which means I get to say who trains me, and I get to say how long I get to play--I mean, like--train with them." Liz continues to grind her creamy white cheeks all over you to make her point. "Mr. Trainer and I were making a lot of progress together before you showed up, which is why he's going to stay with me until I'm done with him." Liz looks over Mira for a moment, suddenly noticing something, before striking a haughty pose, showing off her curvy figure, and continuing, "Besides, why would he want to go with a big cow like you when he could stick with a smokin hot bombshell like me?" Mira is clearly offended by Liz's rudeness but holds herself back, not wanting to risk her job by upsetting the VIP client. Liz smirks, knowing once again that she's in full control. To make her point even further, Liz peels you out from under her and slowly drags you across her warm, smooth skin before holding you up to her. "Ain't that right, Mr. Trainer?"
As you take a moment to finally breathe again, you notice both girls are looking at you intently, expecting you to answer a question you could hardly hear from under Liz's ass. Instead of playing Liz's game (again), you foolishly attempt to reason with her again for the sake of your job. "Um, Liz, if you could just pleas--mmph."
Your pleas are once again silenced by Liz's metric tons of soft flesh as she possessively presses you to her round, perky chest. She interjects, "See? He wants to stay with me. The little guy can't get enough of me. I can tell cause he keeps getting a stiffy whenever he's around me. Haha, I can feel it now." In another show of dominance, Liz, slowly drags you all over her chest and back again directly in front of Mira's face, teasing you and taunting her. She's partially right, though. The thin, flimsy material of her tube top does nothing do hide how soft and warm her breasts are, just as it doesn't hold back your erection from poking back into her flesh, much to her delight. Mira can only give a reserved but clearly pained expression as she puts up with this brat of a platinum member having her way with you. Eventually, Liz presses you face first against her immense cleavage and presses her breasts together to wedge you securely in it, trapping your face as well as your cock. "Now, if you'll excuse us, Mr. Trainer and I have some more training to do." Before Liz can get up from the bike, Mira suddenly stands back up and gives her a sharp glare, which Liz notices. "Like what, do you have something else to say?"
How does Mira respond?
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