Rules for training

”I’m genuinely shocked.”

Vi looks almost offended at Brandon, hands on her hips as he he chuckles, his arms crossed across his broad chest, “Is it so wrong to want to do my job and help you achieve your goals AND have you creaming over my dick?”

“So vulgar!” Vi says loudly, “You’ve come out of your shell!”

Brandon just nods. “Well. I know the game now.” He grins, “Every time we fuck, our next session will be a proper, intense, no sexual undertones work out.”

“Why?” She replies, somewhat shocked that Brandon isn’t down to just… Fuck.

“Honestly, trust me. Working out makes your horny. It’s like an aphrodisiac. By the end of the session, you’ll be begging for it.”

A part of Vi wants to say no. She knows that she can get another PT that would be willing to just fuck. But as her eyes glaze over his shoulders, his chest, even his thick neck, she can’t help but kind of enjoy the control and limitations that he’s imposing on her… Also, she was never planning on fucking him every week or whatever.

“I can see the ‘yes’ in your eyes.”

“Shut up. Deal. Fuck. Even thinking about it -“

“Is turning you on right?” Brandon finishes for her.

“…Yeah.”

Brandon claps his hands together, “Good. I knew you would like that. I saw the way Erik spoke to you. You like to be controlled, right?”

Vi just pouts, annoyed how correct he is.

“No words needed.” He winks at her, he nods up at her dorm building, “Shall we seal the deal?”

Vi feels her skin prickle. She’s sure it’d be fine… Doing it in her dorm room… Erik didn’t say that it would be alright. One of the two beds that she and Erik make love on, not just fuck…

”Or… No?”

Vi lifts her head, she didn’t realise she was staring at the floor in thought. “Uhm… It’s just…”

“We don’t have to today. But this is the only freebie. Next time we meet it’ll be a proper workout. Probably back and arms.”

Vi shifts on her feet, quivering with hesitation.

She stops, stomps her foot down and looks up, looking scarily determined. “Let’s seal the deal.”

—-

The bed creaks loudly, the headboard snapping against the wall, Vi’s breasts sway with every thrust, her back bowed, as Brandon’s large hands grab onto her ass, his thick black cock stretching her out, his latex cock coated by her already sensitive cunt. “GOD, BRANDON!”

Brandon slaps her ass, grabbing a handful of her hair, yanking her head back, Vi moans and yelps as her eyes roll into her head, her tongue lolling out, every thrust sending a shockwave of intense pleasure straight into her dopamine receptors.

“Say hi to your man!” Brandon grumbles, slapping her ass again, her ass starting to redden with every thrust of his hips into her backside. Vi can only let her head roll towards the phone camera, set up on Ari’s bed, recording her and Brandon as her pussy sucks him in, **** for more of his length inside her.

“Uh, ah, oh, ah, ah, fu-, ah-,I, fu ah, I can’t, God! Ah! Fuck! Ah! Please! Mooor! More! More! Harder!”

Brandon chuckles from behind her, grabbing handfuls of her ass and spreading her ass cheeks apart, “Can’t even get a word out!” He chuckles, “I’m looking forward to more of this cardio!”

Vi struggles to form a sentence, let alone a word, her eyes on the camera as her hair starts to stick to her sweaty back, “Pu-Pun-Punish me!” She cries, whether it’s to Brandon or to Erik, it hardly matters to either of them. Vi is the overall winner as Brandon grabs the back of her head and pushes it down on the bed, his cock pistoning in an out of her soaked cunt, and Erik will definitely punish her later. The thought of the cock in her now and the cock that will come later is too much for her, she can’t hold back anymore.

“EEEEEEEeeeee FUCKKKKK!”

Vi’s ass vibrates with pleasure as her pussy gushes around his cock, holding him tight and keeping him inside her as she rides out her orgasm around him, Brandon is **** to pull out as his own orgasm churns in his balls, pulling out he groans, stroking himself the little it extra, tugging the condom off as ropes of thick cum bursts out of his cock head onto her ass, coating her with the hot liquid. Vi pants and collapses onto her chest, she smiles at her phone and holds up a weak hand and attempts a small wave before Brandon steps across the room and turns off the recording.