Working out

“The chat says it time to sweat...”

Cherry looks around. She hasn't really been working out like this, before – she's doing Yoga and Tai Chi in her garden, but all the masculine shiny equipment looks – interesting.

“Show me some workout, Stud. But be gentle, I’m new to this!”

He chuckles.

”That’s what she said.”

“That must be the first time he got that joke right!” the cameraman whispers.

“How about some punching?”

The black teenager walks to the sandbag.

“Got some aggression to work out? Steam to vent?”

Cherry giggles.

“Nope, I’m a happy-go-lucky girl.”

“I thought so. Try anyway. Put some punch into it!”

Cherry hands her camera to the guy not handling Stud's camera "Could you please keep filming while I'm busy?” and steps to the bag, makes a fist and hits it into the leather surface. The bag doesn't move. Like - a all!

“Well, that…”

She tries a again, leaning into it with all her body. It does move. Very little.

“Not… too bad for the first time, I guess…”

Stud chuckles.

“At least I don’t have to fear you hitting me in the middle of...”

“Well, we won’t know if you can take that unless we try.”

He looked at her.

“You wanna punch me? I'm not into that kind of...”

“Not like that. Just… well… your abs look and feel like a rock, I admit. I wonder if I could at least... scratch the surface.”

“OK, give it a try, babe.”

He flexes his abs and chest muscles and takes his hands behind his back.

Cherry really doesn't know what's coming into her – maybe because she's a little annoyed by the workout coach. She punches him in the abs. Stud reacts to with a smirk.

“Nope. Nothing much to fear, girl. No worries, I like fit girls, but none that are trying to be stronger than me, anyway you're totally in my target group.”

“OK, OK, very impressive. Let’s move on!”

Cherry pouts.

“Get over here, babe. Have you ever lifted before?”

“Nope.”

Cherry moves over to the bench with the weights.

“Not that much of a surprise, after that punch!”

He smirks.

“I guess we'll do the bar only, no extra weights. That’s 20 kilos, you should be able to lift that easily. If not, I'm here.”

He positions himself on the top end of the bench. Cherry lies down on her back, spreading her legs by the sides of the bench. Both her and Stud’s camera zoom in on her pussy, which, with a look in one of the many mirror around, Cherry sees, is neatly closed the outer lips perfectly tight, her clit dormant in it’s hood. She’s having fun, teasing the athlete and posing for her viewers, but isn't exactly melting with excitement.

As she puts her hand to the bar, Stud steps closer to step in supportively. His black balls hang heavily in her field of vision, his semi erect cock above them. That’s sight you don't get everyday, cherry muses.

She lifts the bar a couple of times. It’s heavy, but doable – she doesn't really need the Stud's help. Good thing too, he seems quite distracted by her tits flexing. And has time to fool around. She leans her head back and sticks out her tongue – it’s just long enough to reach the black balls hovering above her face. Stud gasps and at once comes a step closer so they hang in perfect distance. She kisses them, licks them, takes them into her mouth and sucks them one at a time. The man leans onto the bar, smiling and moaning softly.

“Oh, yeah, babe. See - you don't have to be strong, female qualities are fine, too!”

Cherry growls softly.

“Oh yeah?”

And then brings some minor pressure of her teeth down on his balls! HotStud gasps a lot louder now.

“Woah, woah, babe, easy there – you're gonna need them later on!”

Cherry giggles and bites down a little harder.

“OK... come on, you had your fun, let go!”

“Onry ih huh admim mat Im shtronnr!”

She mumbles with his ball still in her mouth.

“What?”

Stud's voice sounds a little higher.

"I think she wants you to admit she's stronger than you”, the guy with Cherry's phone translates.

“What? But she clearly isn… woah, woah, careful…. OK, OK, you're one mean strong little bitch! Happy now?”

Cherry lets the ball go with a popping noise and presses another kiss onto the dangling sack. She stands up and kisses his abs.

“Come on, big guy, don’t be mad. You're still stronger in most fields but you have to admit some things women can do better!”

He grinned.

"You do – but I'm still stronger!”

He lifts the teen onto his shoulder, and carries her over to the small boxing ring and into it. He presses her light body over her head, lets her down and repeats the exercise a couple of times.

“Okay, Okay, you’re stronger!” Cherry laughs and he drops her to the padded floor of the ring.

"And don't you forget it!”

Cherry squeals as he picks her up and turn her around, on all fours and kneels behind her. She feels his huge cock pressing against her cunny.

“Wait. Gimme a second…”

“Ready or not, here I come, babe!”

She groans deeply and his big black dick parts her lips and stretches her to what feels like her limits. She hopes the cameras are on her cunt right now – it must look so sexy stretched like this. Also – she wouldn't want her face to be on camera – she can see herself in the mirror on the opposite wall, she's clenching her teeth and makes a grimace.

At least the pain of her breaking hymen isn’t much of a big deal, with her whole pussy aching from stretching around the cock, it’s just a hardly noticeable addition.

She reaches down between her legs to rub her clit – she’s not as wet as she had hoped she would be when she takes in the huge black teenager. Tries to remember her Yoga lesson - breath in deeply. Relax. Let go.

It works a little, she feels the rod slide in a little easier, and her finger on her clit feels good. She should be able to get more aroused and make it slicker for Stud to enter.

He pushes in deeper and deeper, until she feels his skin on hers. He's all in.

She breathes in deeply.

“OK, stud, cool. Now take it easy!”

He spanks her ass, laughing and pulls out only to ram it into her immediately after.

“Fuuuuck…”

She groans. But whether it’s the cock in her or her finger on her clit, she is getting more exited now that she's a little more used to the massive size inside her. And with every bit of arousal, it goes in easier, and the easier it goes in and out and in and out…

Her groans become moans, and she's actually moving her hips back against his, forcing his huge rod into her tiny pussy.

She manages to find a rhythm that isn’t unpleasant, even quite nice, the pressing fullness giving her a nice, warm sensation in her lower body. She looks around - still has enough attention to spare to notice the two guys with the cameras have pulled out their dicks and started masturbating. She smiles and wave them over. They look at each other and move quickly, bringing their erect cocks with them, standing on both sides of her. Cherry puts a hand around each of their cocks – their on the smaller side, less than average, both, Cherry guesses and giggles. Stud probably hired them intentionally – the only cocks he encounters at his job being two small white dicks is certainly the thing that would boost the big black teen's ego.

She starts jerking them - they're kinda cute - inoffensive and non threatening, which is a nice change next to Stud's monster inside of her. They probably don't get the care they deserve around here, so she pays more attention to them than to the actual cock inside that just deflowered her. She smiles and hopes they can hold the cameras a little steady – probably not, but she guesses the viewers will forgive a shaky cam in the height of the action scene.

After a while of grinding and pumping, two small cocks in her hands and the massive one stretching her tight hole, she feels the black one get more frantic, speed up his pumping and hears the teenager's grunts get more forceful. She’s feeling nice and tingly. But she knows she’s not going to cum before him. And with the two cocks in her hands she cant even help herself out...