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Authors: Tiffany Madison
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My mom was going on and on, telling me about the new boyfriend she had met online. I hadn’t been listening, though, and instead kept my gaze out of the car window as we drove through the parking lot and parked in front of the dojo.
Her words faded out as I brought my attention to the large window on the front of the building, where I saw a handful of people dressed in their white Karate robes.
All different colored belts adorned their robes and I didn’t see a single person inside who was wearing a belt the color of mine. I sighed, as I looked down at my developing body and the white-colored belt that held the robe tightly to it.
“Becky, are you listening to me?” my mom asked, slapping me lightly on the knee.
I glanced over at her, still completely unaware of what she had been talking about.
“Uh, yea...” I said. “I’m listening.”
Without any more hesitation, she continued blabbing on. I brought my gaze back to the large window and this time, my eyes locked on one particular person.
Standing at the front of the room was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He was instructing the entire class and even from where I was sitting in the parking lot, I could see his strong authority. I couldn’t tell if it was his large, muscular figure or the fact that he was the only one wearing a black belt, but whatever it was, it was clear that he was in charge.
Immediately, I felt a moist heat in my crotch as my teenage pussy began to throb. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the man, as he picked up one of the students and threw them to the ground, demonstrating some sort of karate technique.
The muscles in his forearms rippled and I could see his powerful chest that was just slightly revealed at the top of his uniform, where the robe was just barely open.
Wow... I thought.
He looked like some sort of ex-special forces guy, or at least what I had imagined they would look like. With every single one of his movements, his muscles rippled and my crotch grew hotter. My young body began craving a man that I hadn’t even met yet and I was having feelings that I had never experienced before.
As I sat in the passenger seat of my mom’s car, I admired his thick black hair and beard, which were perfectly trimmed. It gave him a mature look that made me even more attracted to him.
Suddenly, I became even more excited for my first day of karate class, knowing that I was actually going to get to meet this man.
“Honey!” my mom shouted, slapping me on the knee again. “Did you hear a word I said?”
I smiled and shook my head, finally admitting that I hadn’t been listening at all.
“You’re going to be late if you don’t get out of the car and head inside,” she said, as she practically pushed me out of the car.
I glanced at the clock on the dashboard.
“Crap...” I said, before quickly grabbing the door handle and jumping out of the car.
I closed the car door and then looked down, pulling my white belt tight. Then I casually grabbed the top folds of the robe and pulled them apart, just slightly, so that a little more of my developing cleavage was showing. I pushed my shoulders forward, admiring the way my boobs came together.
Perfect, I thought, smiling.
Then, without any more hesitation, I made my way to the front door of the dojo, listening as the sound of my mom’s car faded into the distance behind me.
***
I chi, ni, san, shi!
The entire class was counting out pushups in Japanese as I walked into the dojo. A burst of adrenaline shot through me and I began to feel like I had bit off more than I could chew by joining a karate class.
I was mostly in pretty good shape, but I wasn’t sure if I could even do one real pushup.
Nervously, I stood in the doorway, waiting for the shouting to stop. It only took a second, though, for the instructor to notice me.
He turned to look at me, while the students continued shouting and doing pushups. His dark blue eyes cut through the room, locking with mine. His
Her words faded out as I brought my attention to the large window on the front of the building, where I saw a handful of people dressed in their white Karate robes.
All different colored belts adorned their robes and I didn’t see a single person inside who was wearing a belt the color of mine. I sighed, as I looked down at my developing body and the white-colored belt that held the robe tightly to it.
“Becky, are you listening to me?” my mom asked, slapping me lightly on the knee.
I glanced over at her, still completely unaware of what she had been talking about.
“Uh, yea...” I said. “I’m listening.”
Without any more hesitation, she continued blabbing on. I brought my gaze back to the large window and this time, my eyes locked on one particular person.
Standing at the front of the room was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He was instructing the entire class and even from where I was sitting in the parking lot, I could see his strong authority. I couldn’t tell if it was his large, muscular figure or the fact that he was the only one wearing a black belt, but whatever it was, it was clear that he was in charge.
Immediately, I felt a moist heat in my crotch as my teenage pussy began to throb. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the man, as he picked up one of the students and threw them to the ground, demonstrating some sort of karate technique.
The muscles in his forearms rippled and I could see his powerful chest that was just slightly revealed at the top of his uniform, where the robe was just barely open.
Wow... I thought.
He looked like some sort of ex-special forces guy, or at least what I had imagined they would look like. With every single one of his movements, his muscles rippled and my crotch grew hotter. My young body began craving a man that I hadn’t even met yet and I was having feelings that I had never experienced before.
As I sat in the passenger seat of my mom’s car, I admired his thick black hair and beard, which were perfectly trimmed. It gave him a mature look that made me even more attracted to him.
Suddenly, I became even more excited for my first day of karate class, knowing that I was actually going to get to meet this man.
“Honey!” my mom shouted, slapping me on the knee again. “Did you hear a word I said?”
I smiled and shook my head, finally admitting that I hadn’t been listening at all.
“You’re going to be late if you don’t get out of the car and head inside,” she said, as she practically pushed me out of the car.
I glanced at the clock on the dashboard.
“Crap...” I said, before quickly grabbing the door handle and jumping out of the car.
I closed the car door and then looked down, pulling my white belt tight. Then I casually grabbed the top folds of the robe and pulled them apart, just slightly, so that a little more of my developing cleavage was showing. I pushed my shoulders forward, admiring the way my boobs came together.
Perfect, I thought, smiling.
Then, without any more hesitation, I made my way to the front door of the dojo, listening as the sound of my mom’s car faded into the distance behind me.
***
I chi, ni, san, shi!
The entire class was counting out pushups in Japanese as I walked into the dojo. A burst of adrenaline shot through me and I began to feel like I had bit off more than I could chew by joining a karate class.
I was mostly in pretty good shape, but I wasn’t sure if I could even do one real pushup.
Nervously, I stood in the doorway, waiting for the shouting to stop. It only took a second, though, for the instructor to notice me.
He turned to look at me, while the students continued shouting and doing pushups. His dark blue eyes cut through the room, locking with mine. His
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