Luffy Stretching Novels & Stories

Darin grinned, "Dude, if you stretch me out like that, I'll run with you, too." I was still semi, and smiled, "Sweetie, grab the lube, over there. I need to help Darin stretch, before we run." "Same here...I'm gonna need some lube, too." "Mmmm that's good baby girl...stroke it on for me...yeah, that's it." Darin held out his hand to get some lube from Megan and asked, "And what's the deal with the smoothie?"

He nodded and pushed off the wall. We moved to the shallow end for stretches. Standing in waist-deep water, I showed him a hip flexor stretch, lifting one knee and pulling it across his body. "Like this," I said, showing him on my own body first. His eyes followed every movement. My hands on my knee. My leg crossing over. The twist of my waist. The water lapping just below my breasts, rocking gently against the round shape of them with every small movement I made. He copied the stretch, but his body was stiff. Distracted. His eyes kept sliding back to me every few seconds.

He didn't rush, just circled the tight ring slowly, coating everything in shiny lube. "Relax," he told me. "Push out a little. Like we practiced." I took a long breath and did it. His finger slid in smoothly. Just one at first. He moved it in and out slowly, twisting a little. Adding more lube every few strokes. "Still good?" he asked. "Yeah. Feels nice." He added the second finger. The stretch was more now. A little burn, I tensed up without meaning to. "Breathe through it," he said. "In slow. Out slow, let your body open."

He’s stretching and looking at me. “I figure we can just get this over with. There’s no point in waiting for everyone else. It should be quick.” Oh, he’s fucking cocky! I kind of like that, but right now, it’s pissing me off. I start to stretch, never letting my eyes leave his. When I feel loose, I shake out my limbs. I get in a fighting stance, and a smile forms on my lips. “I’m ready. Come at me.”

"Just feel." He pushed the tip of his finger inside me. I tensed up. "Shhh," he said. "Relax for me, Liora. Let me in." I took a deep breath and made myself relax. He pushed his finger in deeper, all the way to the last knuckle. It felt weird. A full, stretching feeling. He started to move it, in and out, slowly. He added more oil. It was so slick. He pulled his finger out and then pushed two back in. The stretch was more intense now. It burned a little, but it was a good burn.

Bianca looked with interest at Frost, the fitness enthusiast, who was drenched in sweat, panting heavily. "A tendon lengthens an inch, and life extends by ten years! In yoga, flexibility is a fundamental skill! Dr. Frost's physical fitness is good, and now his flexibility is also very good!" "Ahh! Ahh!" Frost groaned softly, but he still forced himself to swallow the word "pain".

“Thanks, Jess. You’re the best.” Lucy cleared her throat as she slid down onto the ground in a near split. I knew she could go all the way down, but she was warming up. I followed suit. I wasn’t quite as limber as her, but I needed to work on it. Jess began to stretch her arms, likely glad we seemed to be letting her stay and practice now.

Meri seems to think the same. Tom glance at Luca, who seems completely relaxed, his biceps only slightly bulging in the t-shirt. I must admit that I have a hard time keeping my eyes of him right now. "Starting to tire ?" Tom glances at Luca. "Nope, you". Luca actually let go with one hand to scratch his neck, balancing perfectly on one arm. Tom huffs and mutters under his breath. "Show off, try doing this". He slowly stretches his arms and then flexes them down again, like he is doing push ups on the edge of the table.

In the treehouse, Lola is stretching her muscles. It's been a while since she stopped training. Her muscles felt tight and she is not feeling as flexible. But she began to train with a wooden sword she carved from a thick branch using the kitchen knife. After three hours of swinging in the air and stabbing her nonexistent opponent, she began to feel like her old self. After her practice, she bathed quickly and changed her clothes into a set of tight breeches and a shirt that belongs to Lucas. She folded the shirt and tied a knot with the gathered fabric on her right side. A hint of her mid-rift is showing.

He was extremely demanding, correcting my posture whenever it wasn't perfect. At first, I was very resistant to physical contact between us, but as the stretching continued, the ache in my legs and lower back left me no energy to worry about anything else. When it became unbearable, I almost cried out, but at the last moment, I bit my lip to stifle the sound. Five minutes of stretching had nearly finished me off. I collapsed on the yoga mat, unwilling to get up. "I overestimated your stamina." I lowered my head in embarrassment. After saying this, Luke went to the shoulder press machine to train.