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STRETCHING KAZUHA - KAZUHA SMUT

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Kazuha stretched, her body a symphony of toned muscle and graceful curves accentuated by her tight, form-fitting yoga outfit. Years of rigorous ballet training had sculpted her into a vision of athletic perfection, every movement showcasing her incredible flexibility and strength.

Her abs were defined yet feminine, rippling subtly as she extended her arms overhead, her lean waist a testament to her disciplined lifestyle. Her breasts, though not overtly large, were perfectly shaped and perky, straining slightly against the fabric of her top with each movement, their nipples clearly visible beneath the thin material. Her thighs were long and muscular, leading down to delicate ankles, a dancer's physique honed to exquisite perfection.

Kazuha was a global phenomenon, a member of one of South Korea's most wildly popular girl groups. Their music dominated charts worldwide, their performances were legendary for their precision and energy, and each member was a coveted idol, adored by millions. Kazuha herself held a special place in the hearts of many fans, her elegant beauty and captivating stage presence making her a constant object of lust and admiration. Her every appearance sent ripples through social media, with fans dissecting every detail of her outfits and movements. She was aware of the intense scrutiny, and while she maintained a polished image in public, in her private moments, she embraced her sensuality with an equal fervor.

The door creaked open, and a figure filled the doorway, eclipsing the soft morning light. Kazuha’s breath hitched in her throat. It was a man, a black man, and he was built like a god carved from ebony. He wore nothing but a pair of tight-fitting athletic shorts, the fabric straining against his immense thighs with every slight movement. His muscles rippled beneath his dark skin, glistening with a light sheen of sweat that hinted at a recent workout. Kazuha had requested a personal trainer to enhance her already impressive physique for their upcoming comeback, but the agency hadn't mentioned anything about a trainer like *this*.

Her initial shock gave way to a surge of intense curiosity. She swallowed hard, her gaze involuntarily tracing the contours of his powerful body. Those thighs, thick and sculpted, looked capable of crushing walnuts. And the way his shorts clung to his groin… she could just make out the prominent bulge pressing against the fabric, a silent promise of impressive size. She was accustomed to the lean, often androgynous physiques of Korean male idols, their muscles carefully toned but rarely with this raw, untamed power. The man before her exuded a primal energy, a masculine force that both intimidated and undeniably intrigued her. Her ballet-trained body recognized the athleticism, the dedication it took to build such a physique, but a different, more visceral part of her was simply captivated by the sheer visual impact of his magnificent form.

They exchanged simple pleasantries, his deep voice a smooth rumble that resonated through the quiet studio. His name was Jeremy, he’d said, his accent carrying a hint of somewhere far away. As they began some basic stretches, a palpable awareness hung in the air, their movements mirroring each other in a silent dance of mutual appraisal.

As Kazuha bent forward, her yoga pants stretched taut across her perfectly sculpted ass, Jeremy, positioned behind her, allowed his gaze to linger. The way the fabric clung to every curve, the slight flex of her gluteal muscles as she moved – it was a sight that made his own cock stir in his shorts. Her slender back, the gentle slope of her spine leading down to that delectable ass, held an undeniable allure. He found himself subtly adjusting his stance, hoping she wouldn't notice the growing bulge in his shorts.

Kazuha, facing the mirror, was acutely aware of Jeremy’s presence behind her. While her eyes followed her own movements, her peripheral vision kept him in focus. She couldn't help but notice the way his muscles bulged with each extension, the impressive size of his thighs straining the fabric of his shorts. And then there was the unmistakable movement in his groin, the way his cock would shift and sway with his stretches. It was hard not to imagine what that felt like, pressing against her own body. A faint flush crept up her neck, a mixture of embarrassment and a burgeoning heat in her core. This was definitely a different kind of workout than she had anticipated.

As Jeremy moved behind Kazuha to adjust her posture for a deeper stretch, his hands settled firmly on her waist, his grip surprisingly strong. He pulled her gently backward, her toned ass now pressed flush against the front of his athletic shorts. The contact was immediate, electrifying. Kazuha’s breath hitched, her body going rigid for a fleeting moment. It was an unexpected intimacy, far beyond the usual boundaries of a simple trainer-client interaction.

Then, a wave of heat washed over her, and an almost unconscious impulse took over. As Jeremy corrected the angle of her spine, her задница subtly shifted, a tiny, involuntary grind against the hard ridge pressing into her. A gasp escaped her lips, though she couldn’t be sure if Jeremy had noticed. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and a thrilling sense of forbidden curiosity.

Even through the fabric of their workout clothes, she could feel the impressive size of his cock. Even in its semi-aroused state, it was substantial, a thick, heavy presence that sent a flutter of unfamiliar sensations through her core. She had been around male idols her entire career, seen their toned bodies, but there was something different about Jeremy, a raw physicality that was both intimidating and incredibly alluring. Her curiosity, which had been simmering since he walked into the room, now threatened to boil over. What would it feel like to have that massive cock inside her? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, her body already starting to get turned on with anticipation. She tried to focus on Jeremy’s instructions, on the stretch itself, but the feel of his body so close, the unmistakable pressure of his cock against her ass, made it nearly impossible to concentrate. Her senses were heightened, every point of contact sending sparks through her. This wasn’t just about improving her flexibility anymore

Despite the pretense of focusing on stretches, a palpable tension crackled between Kazuha and Jeremy. His cock, now throbbing with a fierce erection, strained visibly against the thin fabric of his shorts, the outline unmistakable with every slight movement. Kazuha, facing him in a mirroring exercise, could see it clearly in the mirror’s reflection. A deep heat pulsed between her own thighs, her yoga pants now damp against her slick pussy. She could feel the unmistakable slickness, a constant reminder of her body's eagerness for him.

Their stretches became less about fitness and more about subtle, suggestive movements. When Jeremy demonstrated a hip-opening exercise, he positioned himself close behind her, his erect cock brushing against her ass with each repetition. Kazuha would let out a small gasp with each contact, pretending it was from the intensity of the stretch, but her eyes in the mirror betrayed the truth – a mixture of shock and intense arousal.

During a hamstring stretch, when she bent low, her butt high in the air, she could feel Jeremy’s gaze burning into her through her yoga pants. She held the position a little longer than necessary, enjoying the sensation of being so exposed to his lustful gaze. When it was his turn, the way his shorts tightened around his massive erection as he leaned forward was almost a comical display of his arousal, and Kazuha couldn't suppress a small, knowing smile.

The air in the studio grew thick with unspoken desire. Their breaths were becoming more ragged, their movements less precise. They were playing a dangerous game, this charade of a training session, with their bodies screaming for something far more intimate. The question wasn't if they would fuck, but when their carefully constructed pretense would finally shatter.

“You know, Kazuha,” Jeremy said, his voice now a low, husky murmur that sent shivers down her spine, “for really effective stretching, it’s best done without any restrictions. Clothes can sometimes hinder the full range of motion.” He gave her a knowing look, his gaze lingering on her chest where her sports bra barely contained her perky breasts. “Don’t you agree?”

Kazuha met his gaze in the mirror, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. She knew exactly what he was suggesting, and the anticipation sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between her thighs. “Hmm, I suppose you’re right, Jeremy-ssi,” she replied, her voice deliberately innocent. “We wouldn’t want anything to get in the way of optimal flexibility, would we?”

With a slow, deliberate motion that was pure tease, Kazuha reached behind her neck and unclasped her sports bra. She let it slide down her arms, the tight elastic briefly hugging her breasts before it fell to the floor with a soft *thump*. Her perky, round breasts were now fully exposed, their nipples hard and erect from the combined effect of the earlier friction and the building excitement. She held his gaze in the mirror, letting him feast his eyes on her naked upper body. Her toned abs rippled slightly as she took a deep breath, her slender waist curving down to her yoga pants, which still clung to her wet pussy. She ran a hand through her sweat-dampened hair, a silent invitation for him to follow suit. Now, all eyes were on Jeremy, waiting to see if he would reciprocate her daring move.

Jeremy didn't hesitate for a second. His hands went to the waistband of his shorts, and in one swift motion, he pulled them down, revealing his magnificent, fully erect cock. It sprang forth with impressive energy, a thick, long shaft of dark, ebony skin that stood out starkly against his toned body. A wide smile stretched across his face as he saw the shock and undisguised awe that spread across Kazuha’s face.

Kazuha could only gulp, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of his enormous penis. It was truly a monster, thick as her wrist and undeniably long. The rumors she’d heard about black men’s cocks suddenly seemed very real, very tangible. It was a magnificent specimen, pulsating with life and demanding attention. Her breath caught in her throat, and she felt a strange mix of intimidation and intense curiosity.

Still in a daze, her gaze locked onto his impressive erection, Kazuha reached down and slowly peeled off her yoga pants. The thin fabric slid down her legs, pooling at her ankles, leaving her completely naked in front of him. Her eyes never left his cock as she stood there, vulnerable and aroused.

Jeremy’s eyes swept over her now-naked body, taking in every curve and contour. Her perky breasts, their nipples still hard from his earlier attention, her flat stomach, and the dark triangle of hair between her thighs, which was visibly влажная. He could see the heat radiating off her, the unmistakable signs of her arousal mirroring his own. His smile widened even further, a predatory glint in his eyes. He knew, in that moment, that the “training session” had officially taken a very different turn. The air in the studio crackled with anticipation, the unspoken agreement hanging heavy between them. They were both naked, both aroused, and both undeniably ready for the next step. The pretense of exercise had completely evaporated, replaced by a raw, primal desire.

Kazuha took a tentative step closer to Jeremy, her eyes still drawn to the impressive length of his dark cock. She reached out, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of his bicep, marveling at the hard, sculpted muscle beneath his smooth, dark skin. “My goodness, Jeremy-ssi,” she said, her voice a soft, breathy whisper, her gaze flicking up to meet his eyes. “What kind of workout do you do to get all these… muscles?”

Her hand then moved across his broad chest, feeling the rippling hardness of his pecs, before tracing the defined lines of his abs. Finally, her fingers trailed lower, her touch becoming more intimate as she gently encircled the base of his thick, erect cock. “And… especially this thing,” she added, her thumb lightly brushing against the underside of his shaft. “It’s… quite impressive.”

Jeremy watched her, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He reached out, his large hands gripping her bare ass his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He pulled her closer, so that her flat abs pressed against the length of his hard cock. Kazuha gasped at the direct contact, the solid pressure of his erection against her core sending a jolt of pure sensation through her.

“Well, Kazuha,” he rumbled, his voice husky with desire, “maybe after our… workout… I can show you a few things.” His grip tightened on her ass, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between their bodies from her chest down. She could feel the full length and thickness of his cock pressing into her, a tantalizing promise of the pleasure to come.

“Show me, then, Jeremy-ssi,” Kazuha whispered, her voice husky with anticipation. She lifted one leg, bending it at the knee and hooking her heel high up on his shoulder, showcasing the incredible range of motion honed by years of ballet. Her other leg remained grounded, providing a perfect counterpoint and exposing her wet pussy even more directly to his gaze.

Jeremy’s eyes widened, a primal gleam in their depths as he took in the sight. Her pose was both elegant and incredibly provocative, her bare leg a sensual invitation. He reached down, his fingers gently spreading her pussy lips, revealing the dark, throbbing clit within. “Look at you, all stretched out and ready for me,” he growled, his thumb lightly teasing her swollen nub.

Kazuha gasped, her back arching slightly as his touch ignited a fresh wave of desire. “You have no idea how ready I am, Jeremy,” she breathed, her grip tightening on his broad shoulders for balance. “Use me.”

With a knowing smile, Jeremy obliged. He lifted her other leg, guiding it to rest on his other shoulder, effectively splaying her open and presenting her juicy core directly to him. Her flexibility allowed her to hold this position with surprising ease, her toned muscles quivering slightly with the effort and the intense arousal. “Now that’s what I call a proper stretch,” he said, his voice thick with lust as he positioned himself between her outstretched thighs, his hard, black cock now perfectly aligned with her wet, waiting pussy.

With a deep, primal groan, Jeremy nudged the head of his thick, black cock against the entrance of Kazuha's wet pussy. She gasped, her hips lifting slightly in anticipation. He paused for a moment, their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. Then, with a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed the head of his cock inside her tight folds.

The tightness of Kazuha’s pussy was almost unbelievable. Jeremy grunted with the effort, his large hands gripping her thighs as he pushed with steady force. The head of his thick cock had slid in, but the rest of it seemed determined to stay out. Kazuha gasped, her muscles clenching around him, her eyes wide with a mixture of pleasure and the slight sting of the stretch. “Oh, fuck… Jeremy…” she breathed, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Jeremy grunted with effort, his muscles straining as he slowly inched his way deeper into Kazuha's incredibly tight pussy. He could feel her slick heat gripping his shaft, each millimeter gained a victory hard-won. To create more space for his thick cock, he gently but firmly pressed down on her inner thighs, guiding her legs further apart, coaxing her into a deeper split.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Kazuha," Jeremy growled, his breath hot against her ear. "Feels like I'm breaking you open."

Kazuha gasped, her head lolling back. "Ughnn... feels so good though, doesn't it, Jeremy?" she panted, her thighs trembling slightly as she stretched further. "Like... like I was made just for your cock."

He pushed another inch, his knuckles white as he gripped her legs. "Almost there, baby girl," he grunted. "You're taking all of me."

"That's the idea, Jeremy," Kazuha whispered, her eyes locking with his. "Every single inch. I want to feel you deep inside me."

With a final surge of effort, Jeremy pushed through the last bit of resistance, his cock finally sliding all the way into Kazuha's tight, wet depths. She let out a sharp cry, a mixture of pain and pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Now fully sheathed inside her, Jeremy paused for a moment, letting Kazuha adjust to his size. Her inner muscles clenched around his shaft, a sensation so intense it almost made him buck. "Damn, Kazuha," he breathed, his forehead now beaded with sweat. "You weren't kidding about being tight."

Kazuha’s breath was coming in short, ragged gasps. "Feels... amazing... doesn't it?" she whispered, her hands gripping his hips. "Now... move, Jeremy. Fuck me."

A wide grin spread across Jeremy's face. "That's what I like to hear." He began to move slowly at first, his hips rocking back and forth, his thick cock sliding in and out of Kazuha's incredibly snug pussy. Each thrust elicited a soft moan from her, her body instinctively arching to meet his movements. The slick sounds of their bodies colliding filled the studio, a stark contrast to the peaceful silence that had reigned just moments before.

"Oh, Jeremy... fuck..." Kazuha gasped, her legs still stretched wide, allowing him deep access. She tightened her grip on his hips, pulling him closer. "Deeper... I want to feel the base of your cock."

Jeremy obliged, his thrusts becoming deeper and more forceful. He could feel her tightness easing slightly as she grew more accustomed to his size, but the friction remained incredible, every movement a source of intense pleasure for both of them. He leaned down, his lips finding hers, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss as he continued to fuck her hard, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.

As Jeremy continued his rhythmic thrusts, his free hands found their way to Kazuha’s breasts. He squeezed and kneaded her soft flesh, his thumbs expertly teasing her already erect nipples. The combined sensations of his thick cock pounding deep inside her and his hands playing with her perky boobs sent shivers of pleasure through her entire body.

“Oh, Jeremy… fuck… feels so good…” Kazuha moaned, her head thrashing against the mat.

“You like Ajhussi’s hands on your pretty tits, huh?” Jeremy growled, his voice thick with lust as he switched his attention to her other breast, squeezing it firmly.

“Y-yes… please… don’t stop…” she gasped, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock with each thrust.

Remembering Kazuha’s incredible flexibility, Jeremy decided to experiment. He lifted one of her legs, guiding it high above her head, her ballerina training allowing her to stretch effortlessly into a modified plow position. This new angle deepened the penetration, hitting a different spot inside her, and Kazuha let out a sharp cry of pleasure.

“Oh, my God, Jeremy!” she screamed. “That feels… incredible!”

They tried another position, Jeremy lifting her onto all fours while he knelt behind her, his cock sliding deep into her from the rear. Her moans echoed through the studio as her pussy gripped his shaft with increasing intensity. Her flexibility allowed them to explore positions she never thought possible, each one bringing new sensations and intensifying her pleasure.

With each deep thrust, Kazuha felt another orgasm building within her, each one more intense than the last, all triggered by the feel of Jeremy’s thick, black cock pounding into her tight folds. She bucked her hips against him, her body trembling uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.

“Jeremy! Jeremy! Fuck!” she screamed, her voice hoarse with pleasure. “Your cock… it’s… it’s the best… I’ll never… I’ll never want anyone else…” The realization hit her with undeniable force: after experiencing Jeremy's impressive member and the raw, uninhibited passion they shared, she knew that no other man’s cock would ever compare. Her screams and moans filled the studio, a testament to the incredible pleasure Jeremy was giving her, pushing her body to its absolute limits.

Leaning into her roughly, Jeremy braced his hands on either side of Kazuha's head, his thick, black cock drilling into her pussy with a primal force. Each deep thrust expanded her tight walls, pushing further inside, making her gasp against his lips. He lifted her legs, guiding them to rest on his broad chest, pulling her even closer, their bodies now flush against each other from chest to thighs.

Their kiss deepened, tongues tangling and wrestling in a frenzy of lust. It was a raw, passionate exchange unlike any kiss Kazuha had experienced before, a stark contrast to the chaste pecks and carefully orchestrated intimacy she was used to. With each powerful plunge of Jeremy's cock deep inside her, Kazuha moaned into his mouth, the влажный sounds mingling with their heavy breathing and the rhythmic *thwack* of their bodies colliding. Her head thrashed against the mat with the force of his thrusts, her perky breasts bouncing wildly against his chest. She could feel the intense pressure of his cock stretching her wider with each powerful downward stroke, a sensation that was both intensely pleasurable and slightly overwhelming. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her grip tightening whenever he hit that perfect spot deep within her. The world outside, her career, her fame – all of it vanished as she was consumed by the raw, visceral pleasure of being thoroughly fucked by this magnificent black man.

Jeremy released one of Kazuha’s hands, using it to pull her torso upright. With a grunt, he guided her to sit up on his still-erect cock, positioning her carefully before letting go. Kazuha gasped as his thick shaft slid all the way back in, stretching her even wider from this new angle. Her head naturally arched back, her long hair cascading down her back as Jeremy’s hands found her hips, his thumbs pressing into her sides.

He began to bounce her on his cock, his hips thrusting upwards in a steady, rhythmic motion. Each downward slide sent her влажная pussy grinding against the full length of his member, eliciting loud moans and screams from her.

“Oh, fuck, Jeremy! That’s it!” Kazuha cried out, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance. “Ride me, baby! Ride me hard!”

Jeremy’s hips bucked with increasing intensity, meeting her downward thrusts with powerful upward ones. The thwuck thwuck sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the studio, punctuated by Kazuha’s unrestrained cries of pleasure.

“You like that, Kazuha?” Jeremy growled, his voice thick with lust. “You like the way my big black cock feels inside you?”

“Yessss! You know I do, you magnificent beast!” she screamed, throwing her head back further as she rode him harder, her perky breasts bouncing wildly with each up-and-down motion. “Fuck me like you mean it, Jeremy! Don’t stop!”

Jeremy’s fingers slipped down, finding Kazuha’s swollen, ultra-sensitive clit. He began to rub it rhythmically while his cock continued to pump deep inside her. The combination was explosive. Kazuha’s body went rigid, her back arching off the floor as another intense orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched down hard on his cock, milking him with frantic intensity. She screamed his name, her whole body trembling uncontrollably as she fell back onto the mat in a blissful daze, panting and gasping for air.

Jeremy stood over her, his magnificent black cock still hard and slick with her juices. He pointed it over her trembling form and began to stroke it slowly, watching her reaction, a satisfied smirk on his face. Kazuha’s eyes were glazed over, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she watched him pleasure himself above her. With a deep groan, he picked up the pace, his strokes becoming faster and more furious until, with a final shudder, he unloaded loads and loads of thick, white cum all over her body. It splattered across her face, dripped down her perky breasts, coated her long legs and thighs, and even filled her open mouth.

He looked down at her, covered in his ejaculate, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. Kazuha, still catching her breath, managed a weak smile in return, feeling completely spent but utterly satisfied.

“Well, Kazuha,” Jeremy said, chuckling softly, “I’d say that was some pretty effective stretching.”

“Mmm, yeah,” she mumbled, licking some of his cum from her lips. “Definitely felt a good burn.”

“So,” he continued, winking, “when should we schedule our next… stretching session?”

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