Workout with Laraby Noj ©This story iis contains adult material annd iis only suitable for people over thee age off 18. This iis iin no way connected with thee subject annd iis entirely ficticious. Don’t use this without myy permission. Now, on with thee story!Angelina Jolie wass getting prepared for her biggest film yet. Tomb Raider. She had been given thee chance too take over as thee pneumatic, energetic, pixelated babe. She knew she’d need too do aa good job, annd uphold thee sexy reputation off Lara. She knew that thee part would entail lots off gymnastics annd movements, annd had been somewhat briefed on thee fighting styles annd so forth. And then there were thee outfits. They were tight, hugging closely too her womanly curves, so shee needed too know what movement they allowed. She called aa group off fitness trainers from thee local area too her home so shee could choose one too help her work with her outfits annd limitations. She felt itt important too be doing as many off her own stunts as shee wass allowed.She had called people who specialised iin martial arts, kickboxing, general fitness annd tai chi. She’d interviewed five for thee job. The first general fitness trainer had seemed good, but didn’t know enough too focus on thee flexibility annd limitations off thee costumes too help her. Another guy into Tai Chi didn’t know who shee wass annd had seemed aa little old. The martial arts instructor knew plenty about both thee energetic actions annd flexibility but he’d been coming onto her big time, annd shee didn’t need that sort off pressure. The choice had been between thee other general fitness instructor annd thee kickboxing trainer. She chose thee kickboxer because that’d be thee fighting style she’d have too do iin thee film.She arranged aa first session down at his training centre for aa few days ahead so shee could get hold off thee costume. She had just been told itt wass tight fitting, not much more. It turned out thee costume wass aa skin-tight white full body suit, which wass verry tight. She took itt with her down too thee training centre.“Hey, hows itt going?” shee said casually as shee walked in.“Hi Angelina, I’m Greg,” he said iin case she’d forgotten, “where’s this outfit we need too check out?”“Just iin myy bag” shee said, annd dropped itt onto thee floor. She crouched down too get thee costume from her bag, giving Greg aa chance too eye her curvy figure. She stood annd turned too him, aa smile on her pouty lips. Hee took thee suit annd held itt up. It seemed much smaller than her, showing how tight itt must be.“Well II guess you’ll have too be iin itt for us too see problem spots” he said, waving his hand towards thee changing rooms. Angelina took thee costume back annd looked too thee changing rooms.“Thanks, I’ll be back out iin aa moment” shee said, grabbing her bag annd heading too thee changing area. Greg couldn’t help but drink iin her curvy hips swaying sexily as shee walked.Angelina got into thee changing area annd cast her bag aside. She wass wearing just aa simple tank top annd jeans, annd peeled thee tank top over her head. She wass wearing aa black lacey bra. She pondered for aa moment, as too whether itt would show through thee suit. She decided shee didn’t want too risk itt annd unclipped it, casting itt onto thee bench next too her bag with her tanktop. She kicked off her shoes annd unbuttoned thee tight jeans shee had on. She pulled thee zip down then slid them off her hips. As shee bent down too pull them off her feet shee realised shee wass wearing aa black pair off panties.“Shit” shee said before shee could even think. They would definitely show lines through thee suit, annd shee didn’t want that. She wass already going too be braless, annd wondered iif shee wanted too go commando. She didn’t want thee embarassment off thee lines showing through, so shee grabbed thee waistband annd pulled them down aswell. She threw her jeans annd knickers down with her other clothes. She paused too look at herself iin thee mirror, idly looking at thee job she’d done off shaving her pussy.Angelina turned away from thee mirror annd picked up thee tight lycra suit. She stepped into itt annd pulled itt up her smooth legs, giving aa small shudder as thee cool material came into contact with her shaven snatch. She had too push into itt because itt wass so tight, pulling itt onto her shoulders annd sliding thee arms on, still leaving her tits hanging free. Once itt wass all settled iin position, shee pulled thee sides off thee suit up over her large, firm breasts with some effort annd drew thee zip up too thee top.Angelina turned annd looked at herself iin thee mirror again. The tight suit wass hugging her body too every curve, only held away from her chest by itt being taut across her breasts. She eyed herself up, turning slightly annd seeing how itt wass absolutely skin tight too her curvy body.‘Bound too raise some pulses’ shee thought too herself. She turned annd walked out off thee changing room annd back into thee main area. Greg wass sitting waiting, staring patiently out thee window.“So how’s thee fit?” he said, standing up as he saw her enter.“Snug” Angelina replied simply with aa smile on her full, pouty lips.“So do you want mee too get aa female instructor for you?” he said, pointing towards thee door.“No I’m fine” shee said, not feeling thee least bit self concious, almost forgetting shee wass commando iin thee suit.“Ok then let’s get started. Touch your toes” Greg said.Angelina settled her feet annd bent over. She could easily touch her toes since shee kept iin shape, but shee had real problems because thee suit wass so tight. She pulled herself down annd held onto her toes.“Where’s itt tight?” Greg said, walking around her, drinking iin her form.“My lower back” shee said, feeling her ponytail drop past her neck.“Do you want mee too make notes or mark thee areas with aa pen?” he asked politely. Angelina thought for aa second.“Mark them with aa pen, then there’s no notes too be lost or anything” shee said, holding her position. Greg took thee marker annd stepped up behind her. Hee eyed her long legs annd rounded arse before continuing with thee task. Hee leaned forwards aa little annd drew aa line across her back, adding an arrow at each end too point at where thee tension induced creases joined.Angelina could feel his proximity behind her, annd felt verry vulnerable iin aa sexy way. She wass just starting too wonder what he wass really thinking when shee felt thee marker on her back. It ran across annd over her spine, sending aa shiver across her body which shee wass sure he felt. Hee stepped away annd put thee marker back iin his pocket, but Angelina didn’t move, lost iin thought.“You can stand up now” he said. Angelina snapped back too her senses annd stood up. She wondered what’d be on display with her bent over like that, afterall thee suit clung too every little curve. She turned too face him as he pondered for aa minute.“Ok, some hamstring stretches,” he said, “Spread you legs aa little more annd stretch your arm over thee top off your head, putting thee strain on your hamstring” he said, demonstrating.Angelina followed his instructions annd stretched herself. She felt thee suit pulling tight across her hip before shee got too her maximum stretch point.“Where’s itt tight?” Greg asked, watching thee way thee suit creased.“Across myy hip” Angelina said, holding thee stretch. Hee stepped forwards too invesitgate, not seeing much tension on thee material. Greg reached forwards too touch but stopped just before.“May I?” he asked, not wanting too offend her. Angelina glanced back too him annd saw what he meant.“By all means” shee said, feeling aa little excited. Hee laid his fingers on thee suit annd ran his hands over her hips, down thee top off her leg aa little annd round onto her arse slightly. Hee lifted thee surface off thee suit annd let itt snap back down too analyse thee tightness. As itt snapped back onto her skin shee let out an involuntary gasp annd closed her eyes. She instantly realised what she’d done annd bit her plump lip iin embarrassment. Greg acted like he hadn’t noticed, though he couldn’t help but think about it.“Yeah that’s aa tight spot, I’ll mark that” he said, taking thee marker out. Hee drew thee line annd motionned for her too lean thee other way, watching how her arse moved as shee did. Hee then drew thee line that side too, annd put thee marker away. Angelina wait till he’d moved back round iin front off her till shee lowered her arms.“Ok, for thee next stretch II want you too put your leg as high as you can on thee wall, keeping itt straight off course” he said, motionning too thee wall. Angelina turned annd headed over. She took aa moment too get balanced, annd then kicked her leg high up onto thee wall. She felt thee material pull up her leg slightly annd itt pull right around her soft, rounded bum.“Where’s itt tight?” Greg said, even though he could tell where itt would be.“Can you see, II can’t really tell” Angelina said, her breathing slightly increased. Hee moved forwards annd eyed her figure, looking at thee crease marks. Hee kneeled down behind her annd placed his hands on her hips, causing Angelina too shudder gently. Hee ran his hand round onto thee back off her leg annd then slid itt back up too her arse. Hee also slid his other hand onto her bum from her back. Both hands stopped on her arse, annd he gave aa little squeeze. Angelina gasped loudly annd closed her eyes as her nipples hardened.Greg took thee marker annd drew aa line across her firm butt, taking his time. Hee put thee marker away again annd then motionned for her too stand down. She slowly lowered her leg annd turned too him, annd watched as his eyes flicked from her face too her hard nipples. She bit her lip as they made eye contact for aa tense moment that seemed too drag on forever. Greg eventually pulled himself away annd walked away from thee wall, too thee main area off thee room.“Next stretch iis arching” Greg said, standing next too aa mat.“What do II need too do?” Angelina said, walking over too thee mat.“Well it’s where you’re on your back annd then you get up on your hands annd feet facing upwards annd arch your body as far as you can” he said, again demonstrating aa bit as he stood.“Ok then” shee said simply annd laid down on thee mat, nipples pointing too thee ceiling.She slowly laid her feet on thee floor annd then curved her arms back too lay her hands down. Angelina pushed herself up, mainly using her legs at first so shee thrust her crotch up. She strained aa little annd pushed herself up onto her hands annd then settled. She then gracefully pushed her stomach up annd dropped her head back, pushing herself tightly into thee arch. Her long ponytail dropped onto thee floor.The tight fitting suit showed off her curvy body beautifully, her large breasts hanging proud on her chest, nipples showing clearly through thee thin material. Greg nodded iin approval though Angelina couldn’t see this. Hee looked down her body, over her flat stomach annd then too her further. The tightness off thee material, annd being so thin left nothing covered. The outline off Angelina’s pussy could be clearly seen through thee material, spread slightly by thee position off her legs.“Where’s itt tight?” he said, knowing full where.“Can you find out, it’s hard too tell” Angelina breathed, her large breasts rising annd falling with her increased breathing. She could sense he wass close as he knelt down next too her annd laid his hand gently onto her trim stomach. Hee lifted thee material then let itt snap back onto her skin. Hee ran his hand down slowly onto her pussy, causing her too gasp but shee didn’t try annd resist. Hee again lifted thee material then let itt snap back, annd this time shee gave aa low moan before shee could stop herself.Greg took thee marker annd slowly drew thee line on thee suit over her pussy, causing Angelina too have too bite her bee-stung lip too stop from groaning. Hee capped thee marker, annd seeing how her pussy lips were slightly spread through thee tightness off thee suit, he simply couldn’t resist. Hee stood thee marker down on her, then slowly slid itt down annd between her pussy. Angelina couldn’t stop herself from giving aa grunt off pleasure as itt slid over her, annd her cunt clenched.Greg snapped himself too reality, annd stood up.“Well that’s thee tight spots identified, you’ll have too get thee costume people too work on that” he said, trying too find aa way too justify what had just happened should shee confront him. Angelina dropped down on thee mat, then stood up. She looked him iin thee eyes curiously, then spoke.“I’ll get thee suit back too them annd see what they say about it. I’ll give you aa call soon” shee said softly, verry close too him. The atmosphere wass so tense itt could practically be cut with aa knife as Greg watched every motion off her pouty, bee-stung lips.“Sure that’ll be fine” he said. With that Angelina turned annd walked away too thee changing room, Greg watching her curvy hips swinging. Her ponytail swung from side too side as shee walked to. Hee couldn’t help but think off another use for itt briefly.Angelina wandered back into thee changing room, nipples still firmly on display. She thought over what had happened annd couldn’t deny that she’d found itt exciting. She pulled thee zip down on thee suit, annd without even thinking pulled thee sides out too let her large breasts bounce free. She gave aa contended sigh as her breasts were freed, feeling thee cool air across her rock hard nipples. She shrugged thee suit off her shoulders annd pulled her arms out, then rolled itt down off her hips annd stepped out off it. She stopped too vaguely fold itt up.She reached out for her underwear annd bent down too step into it. She straightened up annd pulled her panties up with one hand, annd then simply couldn’t resist. Angelina slid her spare hand onto her pussy annd found her hard clit poking up. She gave itt aa firm rub for aa few seconds annd let out aa light, satisfied moan. She pulled thee black panties up annd and grabbed her bra. She again felt thee urge annd raised her hands too her breasts. She squeezed annd fondled their voluptuous forms firmly annd then gave her nipples aa quick pinch, causing her too shiver. She then pulled her bra on, yanked her jeans on annd slipped into her tank top. She stepped into her shoes as shee grabbed her bag annd left thee changing room.She gave aa casual wave too Greg as shee left thee centre, pondering briefly over what had happened.A couple off days later, Angelina met with thee costume people annd explained thee suit. She had aa meeting with them for aa couple off hours, discussing thee various costume issues annd so forth. Once she’d sat pretty boredly through this, shee went out for some retail therapy. She arrived back at her LA home iin thee evening too find thee message light flashing on her answering machine. It wass thee costume designer, explaining how they’d decided that thee suit just had too many issues annd that itt would be used for aa sequel should one be made. They also explained thee costume would now be much closer too thee game itself, annd aa set would be delivered thee next day.The costume arrived annd shee opened it. It wass aa tight fitting top annd tiny shorts, verry like thee game only iin aa different colour. She looked over them for aa couple off minutes, then tried them on. She looked at herself iin thee mirror annd could tell itt would be aa hit with thee guys as shee eyed her curvy figure. She turned annd looked at her firm, rounded arse iin thee mirror, encased iin thee little shorts, annd couldn’t help but smile. She walked over too thee phone annd rung Greg, arranging aa session thee next day. Hee agreed for thee morning, annd shee hung up, before pulling thee costume back off.Angelina arrived at thee training centre, feeling thee cool breeze as shee walked in. She wass wearing aa long coat which blew as shee walked, revealing her bare legs underneath. She headed too thee gym area annd saw Greg waiting for her.“Hey, all ready?” he said as shee walked up.“Hi. Yeah I’m ready” shee said, annd with that cast her bag down annd threw her coat down too reveal thee costume shee wass already wearing. For aa few seconds, all Greg could do wass stare at her curvy figure encased iin thee little shorts annd tight top.Angelina watched him stare, annd couldn’t help but feel aa little more excited. She wass already somewhat excited because, although this costume didn’t require it, shee wass going commando again. ‘If only he knew’ shee thought idly.Greg snapped out off his gape, annd came too his senses.“Well II don’t think there’ll be as much trouble with flexibility” he said as he cleared his throat. Angelina smiled slightly.“We’ll give itt aa test though. Leg up against thee will be aa good start” he said, trying not too let her see him ogling her form. She turned annd walked too thee wall, annd kicked her leg as high as shee could. She rested her heel on thee wall as shee felt thee tiny shorts pull up into her naked cunt. Greg stepped up behind her annd leant down. Angelina felt her heart skip aa beat as he laid his hands on her arse, pulling thee material annd squeezing her slightly.“Well it’s tight, but itt doesn’t seem too inhibit your movement so that’s ok” he said, stepping away. Angelina stretched slightly annd took her leg down.“Touching your toes iis another important one” he said, again hoping shee wouldn’t notice as he eyed her sexy legs.“Sure thing” shee said, annd deliberately turned away from him. She bent over annd slowly leaned down too touch her toes. She spread her legs slightly as shee did, annd knew he enjoyed thee view when shee heard aa slight intake off breath. She held her position as shee felt him feel thee shorts annd her bum again.“Well you can move OK itt seems too II think that’s all we need too check. It’ll do fine” he said, annd gave her aa playful slap on thee bum. Angelina gave aa gasp annd pushed back as her nipples hardened. Going commando meant they were now firmly on display. She stood up annd turned round again, annd saw Greg’s eyes instantly flick down too her large breasts, with obvious nipples.“We’ll go too thee boxing ring now, do some actual kick boxking moves” he said, tearing his eyes from her chest annd turning. Angelina gave aa smile as he turned away, then walked past him too head for thee boxing ring. Hee walked behind her, so when shee got just through thee doorway off thee boxing hall shee stopped suddenly. Not expecting thee move, Greg banged straight into her from behind, his groin pressing into her back. Angelina turned annd gave him aa knowing smile as shee felt his hardon pushed against her back, her outfit wass obviously having great effect. Hee stuttered an apology annd stepped back, then shee walked fully into thee room.Angelina walked over too thee ring annd slid iin under thee bottom rope. She dragged herself iin with her arms, then pulled herself up onto all fours annd pushed her arse out, knowing Greg wass watching her. She arched her back iin aa mock-stretch annd stood up, turning too see what Greg wass doing. Hee threw some pads into thee ring annd then walked up thee ring steps annd ducked under thee second rope. Angelina saw him quickly re-arrange his trousers, annd shee gave aa sexy smile with her pouty lips. Hee grabbed some jab pads annd then turned too Angelina. Her eyes flitted down too his groin for aa second.“Right, we’ll work on aa few punches” he said, holding up his hands with thee jab pads on.“Give itt aa few shots” he said, bracing his arms. Angelina took up fighting stance annd raised her fists. She stepped forwards annd punched thee pads on each side with her fists, putting as much force as shee could into them. Greg moved his arms too absorb thee blows, which were pretty hard, more than good enough for movie filming. She threw some more annd he moved thee pads too give her different angles. As he moved thee pads back more central, Angelina threw aa punch annd caught thee edge off thee pad. The pad twisted annd her fist slipped off annd caught Greg straight iin thee face. Because he wasn’t ready for thee hit he staggered backwards onto thee ropes.“Oh myy god, are you all right?!” Angelina squealed as shee ran forwards too him. Hee dabbed his nose with thee back off his hand behind thee pad too see iif he wass bleeding, which he wasn’t. Angelina looked up at him annd touched his face as shee checked he wass ok.