Taken By The Karate Instructor

by Madison, Tiffany

  “Enough of your bratty bullshit,” he said, changing his tone completely from when he had spoken to me earlier.

  He began walking towards me, with a look of hunger in his eyes. I began to back up, immediately feeling apprehensive. He was so strong and the way that he moved was intimidating.

  "You know, ever since you first walked in this door an hour ago, it was clear what we both wanted from each other," he said.

  "Oh?" I asked nervously. I could hear my voice wavering. "What do you mean?"

  "I think you know exactly what I mean," he said, a lustful look crossing his face.

  I smiled nervously. "Sensei Domka, I think I know what you’re talking about, but I’m not sure. I mean, I hardly know you..."

  He closed the distance between us quickly, making me gasp. His hands shot out to my hips, rubbing against the soft fabric of my robe. I tried to break away for a moment, but he was just too strong.

  "You can’t tell me that you didn’t feel that spark between us when I had you pinned down on the mat," he said.

  I wanted him so badly, but I just didn’t know what I should do. As much as the logical side of my mind knew that it was wrong, the instincts inside of me were much stronger. With his face close to mine, I leaned in for a kiss. He leaned down so that his face was at my level and our lips met. He hungrily kissed me, his lust flowing through his mouth and into mine. His fingers tightened their grip on my hips. It started to hurt, and I thought I might have bruises by the time that we were finished, but I didn't care.

  His hands ventured up to my tits, and I moaned as a man touched them for the first time. His fingers traced back down my front, parting open my robe. Within a moment, he had pulled my robe wide open, exposing my perky breasts to the air.

  I moaned again, as he brought his lips to my nipple. It was pink and puffy, but quickly hardening. His hands moved back to the lower part of my robe, pulling it all the way up to my waist. Then he quickly pulled down the white pants that I had on, which were covering my lower half. His fingers began to quest forward, touching my little white panties that were now exposed.

  I pushed him away. This wasn't right, this wasn't how imagined it at all. "Stop. Please go slow, Sensei," I said.

  That familiar flash of rage crossed his face, quickly replaced by a smile. "Please, don’t tell me what to do. Don’t forget who the Sensei is around here." Then, he grabbed me roughly by my hips and turned me around, grabbing me by my hair. He pushed me against the concrete wall, his hand fondling my breast as he whispered in my ear, "Just relax, I thought you wanted this."

  My mind raced. I had wanted this, but I wasn't sure anymore. This wasn't the sensual love making that I had anticipated for my first time. He kissed from my ear down to my neck, and I loved the way it felt. He let go of my hair and traced his fingers down my bare back, slowly pulling my robe off of my body, rendering me almost completely naked except for my panties that were still clinging onto my teenage body.

  "You’re so fucking hot," he said.

  I smiled. "Really, Sensei?"

  "Really," he said, then slowly began to spread my legs open. I let him, figuring I could let him touch me there.

  Instead of just touching me sensually, though, he quickly put his fingers on the inside of my cotton panties and tore, ripping a hole right through the crotch. I screamed at him. "What are you doing?" But it was too late. The remnants of my panties quickly worked down my legs, ruined.

  His fingers touched my clit immediately, and it was nothing like what it felt like when I played with myself. His touch was rough and intense. I felt my nails scratch the concrete wall as waves of ecstasy pulsed through my body and almost immediately, I felt myself rising toward orgasm.

  Before I could get there, however, he suddenly stopped. I cried out as the sensation left my throbbing pussy, but his hands were on my hair again in an instant. He pulled back firmly, causing my chin to lift away from the wall.

  His voice was like a growl in my ear. "I love your tight little body.”

  I nodded quickly, overcome with pain and pleasure all at once. He continued pulling me away from the wall by my hair, moving me back to the mat where we had sparred earlier. I walked on my tiptoes the whole way, feeling the bulge underneath his robe as he brushed against my ass.

  When we got to the mat, he turned me around and gave me another kiss. I returned it, more lustful than ever. His hands went to my ass and he squeezed it softly, right before throwing his weight into me. His strength caused me to fall back onto the mat and in a second, he was on top of me. His hand went to my chest, fondling my tits again before pushing me down so that I sunk down into the soft foam mat. He quickly spread my legs, baring my sex to him.

  I watched him lick his lips, then disappear out of sight, my perky breasts blocking my view. I felt him lick each of my toes, then move to the other foot, giving them equal attention. Then, he worked his way up my freshly shaved legs, up my calves and my knees. He paused at the inside of my thigh, letting his tongue drag slowly over my smooth skin.

  He inched closer to my pussy and as he did, I put my hands down there and felt his hair. Suddenly, a new wave of pleasure rocked my body, and I looked down to see his mouth suckled around my clit. I grabbed fistfuls of his hair, trying to push him away, the feeling was so intense. He didn't relent, just kept the same pressure, intensity, and speed.

  It was amazing. I had never felt anything like it in my life. "Yes! Yes, Sensei!" I screamed, feeling myself going toward the edge. When the orgasm hit my body, I pressed my arms together, pushing my tits together and toward my face. He saw this and moaned right into my pussy, and it made me cum even harder.

  Just as my orgasm subsided, he pulled away from my opening. A strand of my thick cum stretched between my open flower and his lower lip, eventually breaking and falling to his chin. I brought my hands to my face and started to giggle, I was in such shock. I was in such a state that I didn't even notice him open his robe and pull his own dick out. Imagine my surprise when I opened my eyes to find the biggest cock I had ever seen, hovering directly in my face.

  I gasped. I figured he was well endowed from when I had noticed the bulge under his robe earlier, but I had no idea it was like this. As he stood next to me, his towering figure made me feel vulnerable and out of control.

  "Sensei!" I cried out.

  Without any hesitation, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in toward his cock. I closed my mouth and let his dick press against my lips.

  Sensei Domka sighed, then grabbed me under the chin. "Becky, trust me, you're going to want this to get as wet as possible before it goes where it's going next."

  I began to tremble. I wanted this, but I had no idea it would be like this. Still, I opened my mouth. He jammed his cock between my parted lips. I gagged a little as he began to thrust into my mouth. I put my hands on his hips and tried to hold him back, and that seemed to slow him down a little bit. I licked the bottom of his cock with my tongue as it worked in and out of my mouth.

  It seemed he liked what I was doing with my tongue. He began to groan, then quickly pulled out of my mouth. In a moment, he moved back between my legs. I tried to close them, but I was too late.

  He began to position himself to take me, and I let out a whimper. "Sensei," I said softly.

  "What is it?" he asked, as he began rubbing the head of his cock against my opening. It felt so good but I had promised myself that everything would be perfect the first time that I made love to someone.

  "Please, be gentle, Sensei. I've never done this before."

  He stopped. "You're a virgin?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. I bit my lip and nodded slowly. "Perfect..." he said, before pushing his cock into my little body.

  I gritted my teeth and managed to keep from screaming as he stretched me to my limit immediately. I felt him encounter resistance and slowly slide out, and I let my breath out. Before I could relax, he plunged into my body again, this time tearing through the resistance. This time I did scr
eam, but as soon as the pain started, it was over. After that, I just felt a satisfying fullness and a dull ache.

  I watched as he put my legs up on his shoulders and began to slam into me. Each time he thrust into me, I moaned loudly, feeling like he couldn't possibly go deeper. Then the next thrust would come, and it would be even deeper, and I'd feel the same way. Finally it seemed like he was all the way in me, his balls rested up against my ass.

  Sweat broke out on his forehead as he slammed into me over and over again. The muscles in his chest and arms rippled and contorted with every thrust. I could feel my tits bouncing around on top of me as my body moved back and forth. My hand went to my clit out of reflex, and I began playing with myself to accentuate the pleasure I was feeling from his cock.

  "Oh yeah, you like this, don't you?" Sensei Domka grunted.

  "Uh huh," I said in agreement.

  Suddenly, Sensei stopped and pulled out. His body was hovered over me and I leaned in to kiss him, my tits pressing back up against his chest. He ignored my attempts at a kiss, though, and instead, stood up from the mat, bringing his cock to my lips once again.

  He couldn't possibly be... No...

  I realized what he wanted me to do just by the look in his eyes. His huge cock was there in front of me, glistening with my own juices. I could never... could I?

  "Come on, Becky. It won't hurt, I promise," he said, pulling me toward his cock by the back of my head. I opened my mouth and let his dick slide inside. I tasted my juices and he was right, it wasn't so bad. Not even the slight taste of iron was unpleasant. I sucked just as I had before, my tongue rubbing against the bottom eagerly. I looked up at him, making sure I was doing it right and that he was enjoying it. He looked right back down, smiling and nodding as I pleasured him.

  In another moment he pulled me up by my hair and turned me around, bending me over a chair that was nearby. He spread my legs open and I eagerly waited for him to fill me again.

  "Oh, you're ready for more, already, are you? You're a little whore, aren't you?" he asked.

  "No!" I whined, but his response was a hard smack against my ass. I squealed, then turned back to him. "What was that for, Sensei?"

  "Tell me you're a whore, Becky," he demanded.

  "What? No!" I protested. His hand came down on my ass again, loudly smacking against it. I screamed again and moved my hand to protect myself.

  "Tell me you're a stupid little whore, or I'll do it again."

  I whimpered. The pain was mixing with the pleasure so nicely, and I almost said no again, but then I said quietly, "I'm a stupid little whore."

  SMACK! I felt tears spring from my eyes. "Louder," he demanded.

  "I'm a fucking whore!" I shouted loudly.

  He pulled up firmly on my hair, bringing my face to his. "And whose little whore are you?"

  I paused. I knew what answer he wanted. "I'm yours," I said, smiling coyly.

  "Fuckin’ right," he said, then let go of my hair. He pushed his cock between my legs, spreading my pussy lips and sliding deep into my love canal. I gasped again as he filled me up. It was a different sensation being fucked this way, but I liked it.

  I could tell he liked it too. In fact, I could hear him grunting loudly. I didn't know what that meant, only that he was enjoying himself. I began to moan loudly in time with his grunts.

  His hand reached around and grabbed at my tits, playing with them roughly. My hard nipples slipped between his fingers as he squeezed them. It felt amazing as they bounced, and I could feel my cheeks getting flushed as yet another orgasm threatened to hit me.

  "I'm going to cum, Sensei. I'm gonna cum," I said to him.

  "Cum for me, Becky. Cum like a good girl," he said.

  I could feel him swell within me, and suddenly, his hand was on my back, pressing me down. My tits pressed against the top of the chair, as my head hung over the back. I was on my tiptoes, while the man my dad’s age pummeled me like a rag doll. It was too much for me to handle.

  "Yes, cum like a good girl. Yes..." he trailed off.

  I felt myself freeze up and my back arch, pulling my face away from the top of the chair. My mouth opened in a wordless cry of ecstasy, and I could feel my muscles begin to spasm. Suddenly, I felt his cock swell up even bigger, and that pushed me over the edge. I felt my body spasm.

  All of a sudden, I felt a new sensation. Sensei thrust forward, holding his cock inside of me. Then I felt like I was being filled with a hot liquid, splashing up against the inside of my womb. It felt incredible. I looked back and saw Sensei’s face frozen in a mask of complete pleasure, as if it had taken over his body. He pumped into my body, releasing his seed within me as I came. My womb contracted, pulling his semen deep into me. I needed him. I needed all of him. I rocked my body into his, milking him for every last drop.

  He continued fucking me slowly, letting his cum pour out of my pussy and around his cock, dripping down to the floor below.

  A few moments later and it was over. He pulled out of me and I felt at once empty, then satisfied as I felt his cum continuing to drip out of me. He looked over my body, then took his hand off my back. He pulled me to my feet and turned me to face him. His hands brushed my tits lightly as he leaned in for a quick kiss, just a peck. "So beautiful," he whispered in my ear.

  Then, he backed away. He began to pull on his pants. I was a little disappointed, because I had imagined us cuddling for a while afterward. He seemed to be in a hurry, so I put on my robe that had been carelessly tossed to the floor. Then I picked up the remnants of my ripped panties and tossed them into my purse, hoping my parents wouldn’t find them by mistake.

  “So, this was just between you and I, right?" I asked.

  He laughed, then looked at me like I was crazy. "I would say so, Becky. I don’t think your mom would be too happy about this.”

  Sensei Domka put on his robe, a light layer of sweat still covering his chest, reflecting the florescent lights on the ceiling of the dojo.

  “I assume you’re on birth control?” he asked.

  I cocked my head to the side and then looked at him quizzically.

  “Why would I be on birth control?” I asked. “I was a virgin before a few minutes ago...”

  His face turned white and it looked like he was about to pass out. He swallowed nervously, as he finished putting his black belt back on around his waist, pulling his robe together tightly.

  Right then, I glanced outside of the front window and noticed my mom pulling up in her car.

  “Shit,” I said. “My mom’s here already.”

  I glanced at the clock. I hadn’t realized it had already been almost an hour since class had ended.

  “Well you better get going,” he said, motioning me out of the door. “I’ll see you next week.”

  I smiled and gave him a flirtatious wink before heading out the door. I literally couldn’t wait for the next week. I knew that it wouldn’t be hard to get Sensei to show me some of those “special moves” again...

  ***

  Once in the car, my mom immediately started bombarding me with questions.

  “Well, honey?” she asked. “Did you have fun?”

  I bit my bottom lip and nodded, noticing how sore my pussy still was from the punishment that Sensei Domka had delivered to it.

  “It was a lot of fun,” I responded. “And I learned a lot.”

  My mom smiled, clearly excited that I had enjoyed my time at the dojo.

  “I’m just glad you finally got to meet my new boyfriend that I’ve been trying to tell you about,” she said, as he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the highway.

  My stomach dropped and I felt my face turn pale as soon as those words escaped my mom’s lips.

  “Boyfriend?” I asked, as a shot of anxiety burst through my body.

  My mom looked over at my and rolled her eyes.

  “Yes, honey,” she said. “If you had been listening to me when I dropped you off at the dojo...I was trying to tell you that I had started dating
Sensei Domka a few weeks ago. I showed him a picture of you on my phone and he said that you should come in and start taking Karate classes. He thought you would be a great fit, since you’re athletic and all. That was why I had encouraged you to go.”

  I felt like I was about to throw up.

  My mom noticed immediately that I didn’t look well and asked, “Becky, what’s wrong?”

  I swallowed again, as I put my hand on my belly, feeling where my mom’s boyfriend’s seed was baking in my womb.

  Maybe next time I’ll pay more attention to my mom when she’s trying to tell me something, I thought...

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  She knows about what? I thought to myself.

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