The Martial Arts Teacher

It was the first day of my martial arts classes. I hadn't
taken martial arts in a long time but I've always wanted
to try again. I didn't like the first time I took martial
arts. It was during the summer at a community center. There
was a gym full of martial arts students and people willing
to learn. Being the new girl, I walked up to my Sensei wondering
what to do. He ushered over two of his students to help me
out due to him being busy. They told me to follow them to the
center of the gym.




First, they taught me some basic blocks. I tucked my arm
under my side, fist facing up and my other arm was over my
forehead to block any incoming blow. They told me to alternate
arms so that I can get the hang of it. During the lesson, they
decided to talk about their hair, boys and other things
that had nothing to do with the lesson. I stood in frustration.
At the end of the lesson, the sensei called everyone over
to form a line. All the students lined up as he stood in front,
giving us commands. Since it was my first time, I had no idea
that everything seemed so military. I didn't like
how he was yelling at everyone as if he was a military commander.
Friends told me afterwards, when I told them the story that
it was done to teach discipline.




Needless to say, all that took place in my teens. I never
tried taking martial arts classes again, until now. I was
nervous on my first day going into the studio of my new martial
arts teacher. I hoped that his classes would be different
from the one I experienced long ago. Everything looked
different so far. I walked in and there was my teacher, standing
there in his uniform. He was tall. He had short black hair
and dark brown eyes. His lips were full and red. They looked
very kissable.




"Hi. I'm here for the private lessons I saw advertised
in the paper." I say to him.
"Welcome. Here is your uniform. Feel free to change
in the changing room." He replies.
'Oh my god! He's so cute!' I thought as I took
the uniform from him and tried not to blush. Weeks went by
with him giving me private lessons. Unlike his other students,
it seemed that I wasn't learning anything. The truth
was, he was so distracting. I cold not concentrate on my
lesson because I found him so attractive. Every time he
would try to teach me something and touch me, I would get
nervous and shy. Sometimes he would teach me with his shirt
off and I would find myself admiring his chest. Especially
when he started to sweat. Other times, I'd get distracted
due to his lose, baggy martial arts pants and wondering
if he had anything under them.




Because he didn't know what was wrong, he was getting
frustrated. Teaching and his student’s response were
never this bad. I had no idea that my teacher was attracted
to me in that way. I didn't know that the lessons were
just as distracting for him as they were for me. The close
contact, the long hours, the sweat, it was affecting him.
It was after closing time. It was only he and I in the studio.
This was common for the both of us. He was teaching me throws
that night. I just couldn't get them right. He took
my arm as I struck out, as commanded, and he flipped me over
his back and onto the mat. I landed on my back with my breath
knocked out of me. He then landed on top of me pin me down.
We were both sweating, breathing hard, eyes locked. He
was in between my legs so that I couldn't use them to
free myself. My god I couldn't think. Especially since
I could feel his hard cock rubbing against me through his
uniform.




"I....I...I'm so sorry sensei." I tried
to speak in between moans but it wasn't working. He
was just grinding harder and teasing me. My pussy was getting
wet and soaking my uniform. Grinding hard against me, he
took a hand and slipped it within my uniform to squeeze a
breast. I moaned and arched my back up which sent my soft
body into him more. He lowered his head and began kissing
my neck as he rubbed his cock against me. All I could do was
close my eyes, enjoy, and wrap my arms around his muscular
fit body.




Slowly he pulled away to open up my uniform. He pulled down
my bra to suck on my tits. It felt so good, feeling his hot
wet tongue on my hard nipples. In pleasure, I ran my hands
through his silky hair as I felt his lips do their work. At
this point, I was so damned horny. Feeling his cock through
the cloth was just a tease and I wanted to feel more of it.
I wanted to feel the hot contact of his skin, of his cock against
me. I couldn't wait. He decided to tease me more by slowly
placing kisses down my belly until he got to my pants. He
then pulled them down along with my panties and opened my
legs. My eyes rolled from the shock as I felt his lips touch
my pussy. I dug my nails into his shoulders as I felt his tongue
swirl and flicker against my swollen clit. I was so close
that I could feel it. He could tell by my fast breathing and
how hard I was digging my nails into him. He sucked my clit
and licked until he sent me over the edge and made me cum.




He pulled back and looked at me on the mat. I lay there with
my eyes half-open, uniform shirt undone with my bra pulled
down under my tits and my pants off. I was aching to feel it
now. I wanted that cock deep inside of me. The teacher lay
back down on top of me and squeezed my breast as he kissed
my neck once more. He reached down to free the bulging cock
from his pants and slipped it deep inside of me. I moaned
loudly and grabbed hold of his body as I felt him fuck me hard.
He lifted and squeezed my ass, sending his cock harder inside
of me. My god he felt so damn good. Our bodies were covered
with sweat, smacking against one another. My boobs bounced
up and down with every thrust that he gave me. "I'm
going to cum!" I managed to say between breaths. He
squeezed my hips and kept fucking harder and harder until
I came. Feeling it build up in him, he released as well.




I was happy that it happened. I thought that since we had
sex, I would be able to concentrate on my lessons. Boy was
I wrong. It just made things worse. I couldn’t get the sex
flashbacks out of my mind during lessons. There were times
when he would fling me into his office, sit down, take out
his cock and have me sit down facing him so that we could fuck
in the chair. We'll get it eventually, these lessons
that is.