“EINSSS,” he said sharply grabbing the front of my gi, and stepping in front of me twisting at his hip and once again tossing me over his muscular thigh to the mat beneath our bare feet. I winced a bit, not letting on how much I enjoyed being thrown about by my new sensei Don. “Ok, again” he offered me his hand to help me up before we assumed the stance for another demo.
I had taken Matt up on his offer to take some self defense classes, as if I had enough time for more activities. Between work, class and Samantha, I couldn't make time for the normal class hours, but Matt and Don were friends and Don made time for me after my work hours twice a week, so it was just the two of us unless Matt hung around to help Don humiliate me further.
Don Fetters was a full grown man, he was six feet of wiry, tight, muscular hard body. He had kind of shaggy brown hair framing his clean shaven angular featured face. His faded black gi hung from his physique usually open enough in the front to expose just enough of his hardened pectorals to make me blush. He was so much more physically developed than the boys in my school, that I could hardly draw comparisons. When I took my stance in front of him he moved over to me kicking my feet apart and moving my pliable limbs around until he was satisfied, “here, spread your weight out some and bend more at the knees. Also keep your hands a little higher, and don't square up on me fully lead with your off shoulder.” None of his advice kept me upright any longer and soon enough he was rolling me over his hip to the mat below. PLOP.
This time I laughed, “you're having your way with me,” I joked.
“I've been doing this for 20 years” he smiled down at me as he clasped my arm and helped me up. “You're a very small framed guy, so you need to learn to use your leverage and speed to overcome a stronger attacker.” he lined up in front of me and patted his chest “ ok, now you try,” he looked solid, immovable.
I assumed my stance and when he lunged at me I grabbed him by his gi with both hands and exhaled sharply, thrust my hip out as he showed me and voila! His legs came off the ground and flew threw the air dramatically as he flipped over my outstretched thigh and came down one the mat with a thump. Even landing on the ground he seemed to have the better of it... hardly showing any signs of discomfort and hopping up immediately.
“There it is!” he exclaimed though I could tell he was taking the dive to boost my moral. Still my moral was boosted and I beamed at him and straightened my loose fitting, crisp new gi. I still hadn't washed it enough for it to feel soft and it was causing some itching and chafing. “You'll be ready for your first belt test soon, I'll start working with you on your Katas next week. If you can find the time I'd like to work with you some more maybe we can move to three times a week.”
“I'd like that but I have been a little cash poor lately.”
“Don't worry about that, I won't charge you any more as long as you're willing to make the commitment to show. I've got plenty of extra time.”
I turned towards the mirrored wall of the dojo, noticing I had sweat through my gi making it slightly translucent my black lace thong showing through ever so slightly.
“Ok lets stretch out for a few minutes and that'll do it for today.” he said clapping his hands sharply.
I liked this part, we did a few minutes of stretches on the floor and then we would do some aided stretches where I would lay on my back and he would bend my legs up and apply his weight. I loved the feel of his strong hands grabbing my foot and ankle, in the crease of my hip, behind my knee as he went through the various positions to stretch out my legs. He was pushing my leg towards my chest bent at the knee with his weight against the back of my thigh and I could feel his cock against my butt cheek, not erect but clearly not confined by underwear, the this material of his well worn gi giving it away. “your hamstring feels really tight,” he said, throwing my leg over his shoulder and rubbing his hand down my hamstring towards my groin, it was true I had felt a little sore there during practice and it was feeling tight now, though not painful. He was now massaging my hamstring with his strong hands at the top, near my glutes and groin which was giving me great relief, but causing an unintentional side effect as my penis began to respond to the attentions of this very attractive man. He continued showing no signs that he noticed or cared much if he did.
“Roll over on you stomach, I'll work on it a bit” he said. He gave me some space and I hurried to roll over as to hide my growing erection. He straddled my right leg his crotch resting lightly on my calf, and stroked my hamstring up and down with both hands. His right hand cupping my buttocks as he reached the top. I was now extremely turned on, my boyish penis erect and grinding pleasurably against the gym floor mat. He continued rubbing, digging in with his thumbs, my breathing became heavier as his strong hands worked on my leg. Then I noticed I wasn't the only one whose member was reacting to this contact, I could feel his semi-erect cock rubbing on the back of my calf. I moaned. I raised my ass a bit as his hand reached the region of my groin and he lingered there, his thumb pushing up against the edge of my thong. I pushed my ass up further and lifted my leg into his groin. His cock was now rapidly growing erect and he put his had on my ass cheek grabbing it roughly his thumb pushing against my throbbing asshole. I could feel his breath on the small of my back. He ground his hard cock up my calf, kneading my ass with both hands now. Suddenly he reached up and yanked my bottoms down exposing my lacy black thong. I was totally relaxed now as he grabbed my hips and pulled me up only my knees, my gi bottoms around my thighs holding my legs together. He planted his face between my ass cheeks and started sloppily licking them and biting them pulling my cheeks apart as his tongue savaged my crack, wetting the thong and my asshole beneath it, I could hear him stroking his cock now as he ate my ass with abandon.
OK, now this wasn't our first foray in to sexual contact obviously. I had taken his class for two weeks before I began heavily flirting, wearing my sexiest black undies under my bleach white gi. It wasn't long before his hands would linger places during demonstrations and exercises. And then one day he was massaging my quads after I strained them kicking the heavy bag and I just let the boner fly. We started innocently enough, but now two weeks later he was a fucking addict, making any excuse to touch my body. I would often change into some androgynous attire after class showing off Samantha's sexiest attributes only for him to take it right back off and fuck me ferociously. But then were days like today, when he couldn't even make it until after showers.
He stood up, dropping his pants, and squatted over my raised ass. He pulled my thong to the side and I felt his spit splash against my asshole and he smacked his cock against my ass a few times as if priming it for action, then with a groan he lowered himself pushing his cock into my tight ass. “Oh my god your so fucking sexy fuck” he said breathlessly as he began to find his rhythm, slowly reaming me out, both hands on my ass.
“Say my name” I said in a sultry tone. I reached between my legs and started pulling my own cock.
“SAM,” he said “FUCK!”
“SAY MY FUCKING NAME,” I shouted at him.
“Saman... Samantha” he said having difficulty finding his voice. I was bucking my hips against him now meeting his strokes with my ass and holding my cock and balls together in a clenched fist. “OH GOD” he said again as I took control of our pace thrusting back against him faster and faster as I felt his cock approach orgasm I let go of my own, which immediately began to eject semen on the floor beneath me as my own orgasm took hold of me, I stroked my cock now milking it out, cum running between my fingers. My spasming asshole clenched his cock, rapidly bringing him to climax. He pulled out of my ass and came across it, on my exposed back across my balls and cock still held in my hand. I rolled onto my side looking up at Don who still wore a grimace of ecstasy. I brought my hand to my face as his ejaculate contiued to spray out across me, our cum mingled together across my fingers. Don was the heaviest of shooters, his semen was thick and stark white.
“That's right bitch” Samantha said, licking her fingers again. I sat up in front of him, he stood up straighter though his legs were still spread apart from squatting over me, his cock still dripping, still hard hung in front of his heavy balls tight up in their scrotum but big none the less. Smiling up at him I too hold of his cock stroking it with both hands. I leaned forward taking it in my mouth the familiar musky taste of my ass still lingering on it briefly as I bobbed my head on its length. I pulled off of him with a wet pop, “don't you forget it,” I said, licking the tip of his penis which caused him to jump a bit.
“I doubt I'll ever forget you, sweetheart”
“Ugh,” I said “you know I hate it when you call me that. Way to kill the mood,” but I could tell our play time was over anyway his cock was now rapidly deflating. I ran my hands up and down his thighs, his marvelously muscular quads firm and smooth beneath my soft hands.
He reached down and took my hands helping me to my feet, leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. He brushed my hair away from my face and smiled, “See ya Tuesday?” he said in his normal cheerful tone. He pulled up his pants and adjusted his semi hard dick, before looking around the studio gym.
“Whatever will I do with myself until then,” Samantha squeaked out sarcastically.
“I'm sure you'll figure something out” Don smirked. I pulled up my gi bottoms and he gave me a smack on my ass as I headed towards the showers, “don't forget your dues next week I've got to order belts and pay the lease. I'm thinking we'll give you a belt test on Tuesday of the next week I'll get Matt to help out. So that will give you two lessons to get your katas down, maybe three if you pick up Saturdays.”
“I can't this Saturday my MOM is coming to visit,” I said with feigned exasperation. Honestly, I couldn't wait for her to come, I missed her so much it hurt. Don was gathering pads and gloves, he looked up briefly and said, “That's great, you should bring her by the Dojo, I'd love to meet her.” It sounded odd to me but Don was genuine to a fault, I'm sure he meant it.
“Yeah that'd be awesome! 'Hey Mom, this is Don he teaches me self defense and fucks me up the ass on the floor' she'd be thrilled.” I said sarcastically.
“Sometimes in the shower” he joked as he tossed a towel down onto our mingled juices mopping it around with his foot.
I showered quickly, basically just rinsing off. I dug through my gym bag and pulled out a lacy purple thong and a stepped into it, breifly admiring my shapely ass in the mirror before throwing on a pair of three quarter length yoga pants, and some gym shorts. Not that I needed it, I put on a sports training bra and a loose tank top. I tied my hair back with a big pink scrunchy and powdered my face lightly, Samantha was looking very sporty today. Some tiny pink socks and a pair of Nikes completed my look and I trotted out into the night, taking the long way back to campus through the park.
Advent park was dark and quiet, the path was lit by the occasional light, winding its way through patches of dense vegetation, small enclaves of benches and picnic tables and the occasional clearing filled with jungle gyms and other kids amusement areas. In the center of the park was a small lake with a pier where people sometimes fished for brim and bass, and a bathroom building with water fountains and a covered area for parties with long tables and benches. Sometimes I would jog through the park on my way back to the gym but that night I was feeling a little tired and my hamstring was still sore, so I was strolling along at a leisurely pace. The park seemed empty.
After a few minutes I thought I heard someone behind me, I turned but didn't see anything. I kept on and it wasn't long before I heard it again. This time I turned around to see someone dart behind a tree maybe fifteen feet behind me.
“Hey I see you,” I said, “stop fucking around!”
The figure said nothing. I was getting a bad feeling so I turned and ran down the path. I heard rapid footsteps behind me and quickly realized I was under pursuit. I am not much of a runner and my pursuer rapidly overtook me, I felt hands push me from behind and I fell forward roughly onto the paved pathway. I rolled over to see a tall thin figure standing over me with dark gray striped pants and a hoodie, black shoes and gloves. I could not see their face at all. The person standing over me grabbed me by my ponytail dragging me on my hands and knees off the path and into the trees surrounding a small cluster of benches. None of my self defense lessons were helping me at the moment I felt more or less helpless. The trees opened into a small clearing and my attacker let go of my hair and pushed me over onto my back he straddled me and put a hand over my mouth. “DON'T MAKE A SOUND BITCH I'LL CUT YOU UP!” came a deep voice and I then felt the point of a knife beneath my tank top on my bare skin. “GIMME YOUR MONEY BITCH!” he said grabbing my gym bag. I was trying to see as much as I could but it was dark he seemed to have a balaklava on under his hoody, his skin looked dark. He unzipped my bag letting go of my mouth, I thought to scream but I was frozen with fear and just laid there.
“I don't have any money please just let me go, I won't tell anyone I promise just please don't hurt me I …. I .. I don't have anything you want,” I whimpered, “Please”
He cursed silently as he realized I didn't have anything valuable he pushed me over onto my stomach and checked my pockets my phone was all he found which he threw into the bushes he was groping me all over checking for anything, his hands lingered on my ass.
“I don't have anything you want,” I said again quietly.
“I wouldn't be so sure about that,” he said, squeezing my ass. He was sitting on my legs with his hands on my ass. I suddenly, unexpectedly, became aroused. Why was this turning me on I briefly pondered. I pushed my ass up against his hands and felt his cock getting hard against the back of my thigh through the thin material of his track pants. He stood up grabbing me again by my hair and pulling me to my knees. When he stepped in front of me I knew what he wanted. I saw him looking around furtively as I tried to maintain my balance being jerked around my my ponytail. He reached down pulling his pants below his cock which was now nearly fully erect, large and thick with veins. He was black I could see now. “Oh great, A black guy mugger rapist, don't you think that's a bit cliché?” I couldn't believed the words were coming out of my mouth... Samantha. “I mean, you couldn't fit a stereotype any better if you had big gold chain and a diamond grill. Lemme guess you're in a gang too.”
“BITCH, YOU GOT A MOUTH ON YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP” His anger spilling over he raised his hand to punch me put I quickly grabbed his cock stroking it tightly. He stayed his hand, “That's right, put that dick in yo mouth and keep quiet” He still had hold of my hair and now put the knife to the side of my neck. I was terrified but Samantha was unflappable.
“Get rid of that shit and let go of my fucking hair,” she said taking a bossy tone before brushing aside his blade and shaking lose his grip on my hair, “there are easier ways to get a blowjob,” Samantha said, stroking his dick. At this pointed, committed I dove on his cock. His large dick was more than a mouthful, I felt my jaw stretch with the effort of taking him in. He tasted salty and smelled like baby powder. Clean and smooth his cock was hard as a tree limb, I struggled to keep my teeth off of it as he began to push his hips into my bobbing head. He put one of his hands on the top of my head
“Goddamn, bitch …. aaahhh yeah fuck,” he moaned as I found a good pace and settled into giving what I must admit was a very enthusiastic blowjob. I paused, pulled off of his dick and gasped drool gushing out of my mouth. I looked up at him while I stroked his cock I could see his mask was pulled up over his mouth, he was biting his lower lip, his teeth were white as snow. He had large brown eyes and a dusting of facial hair on his chin but those were the only details I could make out. I felt him tensing up and his massive cock gave a twitch, and I went back to work. I wasn't ready for him to cum yet and grabbed his cock around the base tightly. I reached down with my other hand and grabbed his balls pulling them tight I felt his dick relax a bit as I expertly edged him. “OH MY GOD” he said. I had him now, completely under my spell. Samantha's magic had broken him, like a stallion now he was ready ride. I jumped back on his dick with my mouth, my head bobbing back and forth, turning it slightly to the side with every push. My ponytail was lashing around whipping the side of my face as I picked up speed twisting my head around on each push taking him further into my throat. I was on my knees, my legs together, my own cock was hard between my legs, I reached down to push it further down, behind my thighs. I was afraid of what might happen if he figured out I was a boy. But I also wanted to stroke my cock so badly, for now I would settle with letting it push between my thighs as I continued sucking my assailants cock. “JEEZ BITCH, SUCK IT” He said, driving his cock into my throat now. I could see his beautiful muscular abs, with veins running along his lats, flexing as his hips rocked back and forth. I reached around behind his thighs pulling him into me pulling myself onto him my nose hit the wiry hairs of his lower belly as he bottomed out my throat. I felt my neck stretching and I felt his cock begin to jerk. I had never taken a cock so deep in my throat before, I didn't know I could.
“OH FUCK” I heard him groan as he began to cum down my throat, basically depositing his seed directly into my stomach. He was moaning loudly and twitching as he continued his orgasm. I pulled back looking up his head was tossed back the hood of his sweat shirt now falling back exposing his muscular neck and shoulders straining as he finished pushing into me with one last thrust. I pulled off of his glistening member, squeezing it until the last little droplet came out, licking the tip. “SHIT” He exclaimed with release in his voice, “That was fire bitch! Oh my god!”
Sensing it was my moment, as he seemed disarmed now almost relaxed, I reached up grabbed his pants and yanked them down around his ankles. I stood up, pushed him with all my strength and ran for the path. My dick was still half hard as I took off at the fastest sprint I could manage, but I didn't make it far before my aching hamstring tightened up painfully and I pulled up into a hobbling limp. Knowing I hadn't made it very far I ducked behind a large tree to catch my breath and peeked around the edge of it to see if I was being followed. Down the path a ways I saw my attacker stumble out of the woods pulling his pants up. He was under a light when he emerged and I saw his face, he was black, and beautiful. His skin was very dark, and smooth he had a scruffy bit of beard on his chin but no mustache, his full lips framed with a square jaw and high cheekbones, I could see he had a scar above his right eye running through his eyebrow. His hair was done in cornrows with beaded tips. He looked around briefly before throwing his hood up and causally jogging off the other direction, He had my gym bag. When he disappeared around the path I took a moment to compose myself. My heart was pounding, I was a bit scratched up from my fall on the path but otherwise unscathed and feeling somewhere between lucky to be alive and wanting it to happen again. I waited a minute more and headed back to the Kinnerman Hall. I was still very turned on as I reached my floor of the dorm, I stopped by the bathroom to wash my face and check my skint elbow before heading to the room. I hadn't even changed my look and still very much looked like a girl coming back from the gym as I headed back to my room. Luckily no one saw me and I slipped into the room quietly. I saw Jake sitting in his chair facing the bed when I came in, and closing the door behind me I said, “God am I glad to see you I need to cum SO badly...”
“Well I guess that answers my next question,” I heard a familiar voice say. “How long have you two been fucking?”
Mortified I suddenly realized whose voice it was I looked over and sitting on the lower bunk of our beds was my mother, looking very smart, a wry smile on her softly lined face.