Self Defense Lessons

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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Meliza tossed her purse on the bed and ran to the bathroom, rinsing her mouth repeatedly, trying to get rid of whatever remained of Rajat’s sticky cum. The guy had called it ‘incredible’ and the ‘best sex of his life.’ She had to stop herself from gagging as she spat the water out.

‘Best sex? What a joke!’ she thought, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair was a mess, but she couldn’t think of anything other than how disappointed she felt.

”If this is the best sex, then sex sucks,’ she whispered to her reflection, tilting her head to the side. Her glasses slid down her nose, and she pushed them back up, leaving a greasy smudge on the lens, as she reflected on the evening.

Rajat had been her best friend from their school days. The two had connected because both had been nerdy and had been bullied through their childhood. While he remained a socially awkward nerd, Meliza had fought the stigma of being called fatty and chubby by working out relentlessly, taking swimming lessons and transforming her body into a perfect hourglass shape that was the envy of all the girls in college.

That she had also become the state swimming champion, combined with her shy and reserved personality made her come across as snobbish and unapproachable. Most guys felt intimidated by her and she hadn’t dated anyone till she turned 20.

When he asked her out, she couldn’t say no. Part of her was excited about exploring the world of sex that she had only seen in porn flicks, part of her felt obligated to her best friend (although she had a crush on the college Martial Arts champion) and a part of her was becoming desperate for intimacy.

During the movie, he had reached across the seats and rested his hand on her shoulder. When she leaned towards his shoulder, he had kissed her. Her heart racing, she had responded.

When their tongues met, Rajat slid his hands inside her top and into her bra, squeezing her breast. Meliza had sighed in his mouth.

Feeling encouraged, he proceeded to unbutton and unzip her shorts, sliding his hand inside panties. He had played with her tits, and his fingers had played with her clit.

He guided her hand to his erection and she had stroked his hardness over his pants.

He had been enthusiastic, but clumsy, his fingers fumbling like a teenager’s. She had faked a moan, trying to encourage him, but the truth was, she felt nothing. After the movie ended, he led her to the back seat of his dad’s SUV in the parking lot.

He had partially undressed her hurriedly — pulling her dress below her breasts, stripping off her bra and panties. Pulling his pants and underwear down to his knees, he shoved his hardness in her mouth.

She had gagged but tried to go with it, thinking this was what sex was all about.

“Oh God Mel, it feels so good,” he groaned, grabbing her hair and thrusting in her mouth while she sucked him. With his free hand, he squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples.

After a minute or two, he had pulled out. Laying her on her back, he shoved his hardness into her. She was a virgin and nowhere near ready for him.

He thrust into her, and she screamed at the searing pain that shot through her body.

Mistaking her cry as encouragement, he had started moving in and out of her. She told herself to relax, that the pain would subside, but it only grew worse.

Just as she was getting used to his hardness inside her, he pulled out and shoved his cock in her mouth again.

She gagged, tears streaming down her face as he released his load into her mouth. As she swallowed his salty release, she felt a wave of disgust wash over her.

“WOW!” Rajat had exclaimed pulling his limp cock out of her mouth once he was spent, “That was incredible.” He said zipping up his pants.

“We should do this again.”

Meliza nodded, but her heart wasn’t in it. “Yeah, maybe,” she lied, avoiding eye contact. She couldn’t stomach the thought of going through that again, let alone with Rajat.

Now, in her bathroom, she changed into her PJs trying to shake the disgusting experience out of her mind. She turned on the TV hoping to find something that would distract her. Instead, she was greeted by a news report about the recent surge of sexual assaults in the city.

The anchor, a stern-looking woman, spoke in a grave tone, “In the past month alone, we’ve seen a 30% increase in reported cases of sexual assault. Police are urging women to be extra cautious, avoid walking alone at night and take self-defense lessons if possible.”

Meliza turned up the volume, her eyes scanning the screen as images of crime scenes and victims flashed across it.

A shiver ran down her spine as she heard the anchor continue, “Just last night, a 20-year-old college student was attacked while she was returning home from college. She managed to escape, thanks to the self-defense training she had undergone recently.”

Meliza clicked off the TV, feeling a mix of fear and determination. She knew she couldn’t rely on anyone to keep her safe. She needed to take matters into her own hands.

That’s when she thought of Karan. Well, that’s not entirely true.

She had been thinking about Karan during the movie when Rajat kissed her and his hands explored her body. She had also been thinking about Karan when Rajat took her virginity in the parking lot.

Truth be told, she had been thinking about Karan almost all the time these past few months, ever since he won the state martial arts championship.

Suddenly, she had an idea — would Karan train her in martial arts? If he agreed, she would get to spend some time with him.

As disgusting as sex with Rajat had been, maybe it won’t be that bad with Karan. ‘Girl, you won’t know until you try’ she told herself.

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Sealing The Deal…

Meliza stood frozen, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest, as she peeked through the narrow slit in the college gym door that doubled up as the martial arts dojo. The room was a symphony of grunts, clashing fists, and sweaty bodies. Karan was a commanding sight, his muscular frame dominating the mat, his dark hair slicked back with sweat, and his eyes burning with intensity. She could feel her palms growing clammy, her breath hitching as she watched him spar with his teammates. His body moved like a well-oiled machine, each punch and kick a testament to his skill and power.

One by one, he overpowered his teammates. Each team member that lost packed his gym bag and left after promising to take Karan down the next day. After the last of the teammates left, Karan stood alone in the center of the mat, catching his breath, his broad chest rising and falling as he breathed. Reaching for a towel, he started wiping the sweat off his face and neck.

Meliza took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do, and stepped into the dojo. Karan looked up, his eyes widening slightly when he saw her.

“Hey, Meliza,” he said, his deep voice echoing in the empty room. “What are you doing here. This isn’t the library or swimming pool, you know.” He said laughing.

Meliza looked down at her body self-consciously, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

“Yeah, I know. But I was just… watching. You’re really good, you know?” she blurted out, her cheeks reddening.

Karan smirked, a lopsided smile that sent a shiver down Meliza’s spine. “Thanks. I’ve been practicing for a while.”

Meliza nodded, her eyes darting around the room, avoiding his gaze. “Um, that’s not the only reason I’m here.”

Karan raised an eyebrow, eyeing her curiously. “Oh yeah? What’s the other reason then?”

She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the flutter in her stomach. “I-I was wondering if you could teach me some self-defense,” she admitted, finally meeting his gaze. “With the news and everything, I just feel… unsafe, you know?”

Karan’s expression softened, and he nodded slowly. “Yeah, I get it. It’s scary out there right now.” He paused, looking her up and down. He couldn’t believe his luck.

He hadn’t missed a single swimming tournament, unable to tear his eyes off Meliza’s perfect hourglass body, mentally peeling the swim suit off her body and imagining what she was like inside it. And here she was, wanting to get physical with him — asking him if he would teach her to fight.

He had never made a move before because he felt intimidated by the combination of beauty and brains that Meliza was. He always felt she was a bit stand-offish and he didn’t want to hurt his male pride risking a rejection from her. This was his chance. If he played his cards right, he could be banging her, adding one more conquest to the growing list of girls from the college he had fucked.

She could see the wheels turning in his head, his gaze lingering a little too long on her curves. She shifted uncomfortably, crossing her arms over her chest.

“And a girl as hot as you would be a magnet for sex offenders.”

Meliza blushed. She had never thought of herself as being remotely attractive to guys. For Karan to call her ‘hot’ was just unreal.

“So, you wanna learn to fight? You sure you can handle it?” He asked, breaking her train of thought, a hint of challenge in his voice.

Meliza lifted her chin, a stubborn yet unsure expression in her eyes, “I think so.”

Karan smirked, “Alright then, tough girl. But guys who attack you won’t be playing fair. You don’t need martial arts training. What you need is street fighting skills.”

Karan’s gaze lingered on her, his eyes darkening with an intensity that made Meliza’s heart pound harder. “And if you can’t defend yourself, you know what your attacker would do, right?”

Karan asked, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone, his eyes locked on her ample cleavage.

Meliza gulped, her mind racing with images of the news reports she had seen. “Y-Yes,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, “I’d be fucked, quite literally.”

“Exactly. That’s why you need to learn to fight dirty. I’ll teach you moves that will incapacitate your attacker and give you a chance to escape. But if you can’t, well, it’s better to be prepared for the worst, right?” Karan said, a wicked glint in his eyes.

Meliza felt a shiver run down her spine. “What do you mean?” She asked.

Her voice was barely a whisper, her heart pounding like a jackhammer.

Karan let out a low chuckle, his eyes never leaving hers. “What I mean is, if you can’t get away, you need to know how to fight back. And I’m not talking about fighting fair. I’m talking about gouging eyes, biting, kneeing the groin, anything to give you a chance to get away.”

Meliza nodded, her mind racing with the images of her recent experience. She had been completely at the mercy of Rajat. She hadn’t known what to do, hadn’t known how to fight back.

“And if your attacker overpowers you, then you should be prepared to get fucked — as you just put it.” Karan said, his voice dropping to a low growl. “But if you’re going to get fucked, you might as well learn to enjoy it, right?”

Meliza’s eyes widened in shock. “What? No! That’s not what I want!” she exclaimed, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Karan chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. “I’m just saying, if you’re going to get fucked, you might as well learn to enjoy it. And who better to teach you than me?” He said, a wicked glint in his eyes.

Meliza’s mind was racing. “What are you saying?”

“What I am saying is this — I will be happy to train you and won’t even charge a fee. What are friends for right? But, I won’t train you in martial arts. We will simulate attacks, and you have to defend yourself. If I get you on the mat, you lose. And if you lose, I’ll do what any attacker would do.” he added with a smirk, “You get me on the mat and I lose. Simple as that.”

Meliza’s heart was pounding in her chest, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. She had never heard anyone talk like this before. It was crude, vulgar, and yet, the directness of it was oddly sincere and compelling. She couldn’t help but feel a strange thrill course through her body.

“You will fuck me?”

“Only if you can’t defend yourself,” Karan said.

“With protection, right?”

“You think your attacker is going to be pausing to put a condom on?” Karan asked.

“This isn’t some romantic fantasy, Meliza. It’s harsh, it’s brutal, and it’s raw. Just like the real world. You better go on the pill if you are serious about this.”

Meliza looked down at her hands, her fingernails biting into her palms. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her breath coming in short gasps. This was insane, right? She was agreeing to let Karan…attack her? Fuck her?

“I don’t know, Karan,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. “This is… this is crazy.”

Karan took a step closer, his large frame towering over her. And then he ripped her top, tearing it off her body in one smooth motion.

“What are you doing?” she stumbled back, shocked.

“You are being attacked Meliza,” he said staring at her heaving breasts, “now defend yourself.” Meliza was frozen in shock.

Karan grabbed an ankle and pulled. Meliza lost her balance and fell backwards on the sparring mattress.

Karan, now on top of her, pinned her arms above her head, his weight heavy and dominant. She squirmed, trying to free herself, but his grip was like a vice.

“Stop struggling, little girl,” Karan growled, his voice low and menacing. “You’re only making it worse for yourself. Defend yourself or get ready to be fucked.”

Meliza’s breath hitched as she looked into Karan’s intense eyes. She could see the lust burning in their depths, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She tried to kick out, but Karan easily blocked her attempts, his thighs trapping her legs.

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She was scared, but also strangely aroused.

Karan’s mouth was on her breasts, kissing, licking and biting her exposed skin. He pulled her bra strap off one shoulder and exposed one breast.

“God you are HOT!, he said licking his lips, his eyes locked on her exposed nipple, “I am so going to enjoy fucking you,” he said in a growl before taking her nipple in his mouth.

He sucked hard, biting down on her nipple, making her squirm beneath him. Fuck, it hurt, but at the same time, it felt good.

She could feel her pussy getting wetter as he sucked on her nipple. She wriggled her body, trying to free herself from his hold, but it was no use. He was too strong.

Karan lifted his head, looking down at her with a wicked grin. “You not going to defend your honor girl?” he asked, his voice thick with lust.

She remembered this was her first training session and tried to fight back. But Karan was too strong and had her pinned down. She twisted and turned, trying to throw him off, but he was like a fucking immovable mountain. She writhed and bucked, trying to dislodge him, but all it did was rub her pussy against his groin, making her even wetter.

Karan chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through her body. “You’re only making it harder for yourself, little girl,” he growled, his voice low and gravelly. “But then, I like a challenge.”

He released her arms and she immediately started clawing at him, trying to scratch his face, his eyes, anything she could reach.

He ducked and grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head again. Turning her around, he unclasped her bra and ripped it off her body.

“Attack or be attacked,” he said, as Meliza covered her naked breasts with her hands.

Taking a deep breath, she lunged at him. He side-stepped easily, toppling her. As she went down, he grabbed the edge of her shorts, tearing and ripping them off her body.

Down to her panties, she felt helpless. She knew she had to fight, but part of her, wanted Karan to just fuck her senseless.

Before she knew what was happening, Karan had tied her wrists with her bra.

Spreading her legs wide, he kissed and licked her pussy over her panties.

Meliza moaned, her head thrashing from side to side. Her pussy was on fire, her clit throbbing with need. She could feel her juices soaking through her panties, and she knew she was in deep trouble.

Karan slipped a finger under her panties and rubbed her clit, making her buck her hips. He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down her spine. “You’re fucking soaked, little girl. You like being attacked, or are you wet for me?”

She didn’t know how to answer that, and she didn’t get a chance to either. Moving her panties aside, he took her in his mouth, his tongue sliding into her.

Meliza groaned in pleasure, involuntarily thrusting her hips, pushing her pussy in Karan’s mouth.

He chuckled, the vibration sending shockwaves through her body. He took his mouth off her pussy long enough to pull her panties down and stare at her naked body with pure lust in his eyes.

When he went down on her again, he sucked hard on her clit, making her see stars. He was sating her pussy like he had been starving for days, driving her body towards the point of no return.

She was going to come, and she was going to come hard.

“Oh God, Karan, please…don’t stop,” she begged, her voice a panting plea.

In response, he gently bit on her clit, driving her over the edge.

“FUCK!” she screamed, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clenched and unclenched around his tongue as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

Karan pulled back, his face glistening with her juices. “You taste fucking delicious, Meliza,” he growled, his eyes dark with lust. He stood up and quickly undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground. His cock sprang free, hard and thick, the tip glistening with precum.

Meliza looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and desire.

She had never seen a cock that big before. It was thick and hard, the tip glistening with precum. Her pussy clenched at the sight, her body aching for more.

And then he was inside her. But there was no pain. Just pure pleasure as his hardness filled her depths. He stretched her, filled her, making her feel whole in a way that made her gasp. Karan looked down at her, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to move. Slow at first, his thick cock sliding in and out of her, forcing moans from her lips. He was carefully moving, not wanting to hurt her, but she could still feel every inch of him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice a low growl. “You feel amazing.”

Meliza could only nod, her eyes closed as she tried to adjust to his size. She could feel every ridge, every vein.

He was hitting spots deep inside her that she didn’t know existed. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper, wanting more.

Karan started moving in and out of her, slowly at first but quickly picking up the tempo till he was pounding her hard and deep. Meliza could feel every hard inch of him, stretching her, filling her. She felt like she was going to be split in half, and it felt fucking amazing.

“Oh fuck, Karan, I am going to cum again.” She moaned, her nails digging into his back, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper.

He started to thrust faster, his hard cock slamming into her with punishing force. Meliza gasped with each thrust, her body jolting with every impact.

“Oh god, Karan,” she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

Karan only chuckled, his thrusts becoming even more forceful. He kept fucking her, driving her closer and closer to her second orgasm of the day.

And then it hit, violently shaking her body from head to toe. This time, it was different. Her orgasm was intense, electrifying, and utterly mind-blowing.

Karan was on the verge of his own climax but kept drilling her till her orgasm passed. Pulling out of her, he shot his load all over her belly.

Thick, hot ropes of his cum hit her body, marking her as his. Meliza’s eyes widened as she felt the warm liquid splash against her skin. She looked down, watching as Karan’s cum dripped down her body.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

She lay on the mattress, completely spent, sweating, beathing heavily. Once his cock stopped leaking cum, Karan put on his pants and then his t-shirt, his eyes never leaving her naked body.

“You can’t just lay here all night you know,” he said extending a hand. She took his hand and he made her stand up.

“My clothes are torn,” she said looking at her torn top and skirt, she piked up her bra and panties and put them on.

“Sorry about that,” he said pulling an extra t-shirt and shorts out of his gym bag and tossing them at her, “they may not fit but better this than going home in bra and panties I guess.” he said chuckling.

Meliza slipped on the t-shirt and shorts. They were baggy on her, but they were better than nothing. She looked up at Karan, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desire. She had never experienced anything like this before. The raw, brutal nature of their encounter had left her shaken, but at the same time, it had awakened something primal within her.

“Is this…is this how it’s going to be every time?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Karan’s eyes darkened as he looked her up and down. He let out a low growl, his voice thick with lust.

“No, every time will be different. You’ll never know what to expect from me, just like you won’t know what to expect from an attacker. I might fuck you till you scream, or I might make you beg for my cock. I might pull your hair, or I might spank your ass red. I might fuck your pussy, or ass or make you suck my cock. But till you can get away or beat me, you will take it. Understood?”

Meliza nodded, her breath hitching as she felt a fresh wave of arousal pool between her legs. She couldn’t believe how much this was turning her on.

Karan stepped closer, his voice a low rumble, “come better prepared tomorrow, if you decide to show up.” He said. “Now, let me drop you home. It’s late and I don’t want you going home alone.”

Meliza hadn’t expected this caring, gentle side of him. She had only seen him as the tough, dominating fighter, but this was a new side of Karan.

“Thank you,” she muttered, meekly following him out of the gym as he led her to his bike.

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“Do you want to train or should I head home?” Karan texted Meliza after the last of his sparring partners had left. The previous night, he had dropped her home and the two had exchanged phone numbers. He had waited till she climbed the stairs, the door to her apartment opened and she went in.

“Be there in a few minutes,” came the reply and Karan smiled, looking forward to taking Meliza’s ass today. Even though she was 20 years old, he knew she was a novice and hadn’t had much experience in sex from the way her body reacted to him yesterday. She probably had never been fucked in the ass, so he would have to be gentle and get her ready before he put it in.

He paced the gym thinking of how to ‘attack’ her today till he heard her footsteps outside the gym. Leaving his gym bag in plain sight, he hid.

Moments later, the gym door opened and Meliza entered, carrying a duffle bag containing a change of clothes. She stopped just inside the threshold, her eyes scanning the dimly lit room.

“Karan?” she called out, her voice barely a whisper. She only got a spooky silence in return. “Karan” she called out again, louder this time. No response again.

Did he leave already? She wondered. Then she noticed his gym bag and knew he hadn’t left. Maybe he went to the men’s room, she thought.

Tossing her duffle bag next to his gym bag, she stepped on the sparring mattress, mimicking some of the martial arts poses she had seen while she watched Karan sparring yesterday.

He watched her clumsy martial arts poses from his hiding place, a smile on his face. She looked silly and yet so cute and sexy. Her back was turned to him as she practiced. Taking his shoes off, he silently stepped out of his hiding place and started tiptoeing towards her, hoping that she wouldn’t turn around.

As she practiced the poses she had seen, she hoped to catch him off guard and get him to the mat. But if she beat him, would he still fuck her? Part of her hoped he would. Last night had been incredible and she had never imagined sex could be so much fun.

She was lost in her thoughts when a sudden, hard push sent her flying forward. She landed on the mat with a thud, the air knocked out of her lungs. Before she could even gasp for breath, Karan was on top of her, his weight crushing her, pinning her down.

His hands were all over her ass, squeezing and then something else. It took a moment for her to realize he had buried his face between her ass cheeks.

She squirmed, trying to move, but his body was like a solid wall, immovable and heavy. She tried to push him off her, but he easily caught her hands, pulling them above her head and holding them with one of his own.

He looked down at her, his eyes dark and intense. He kissed and bit her all over her butt cheeks. “Defend yourself if you don’t want me to fuck your ass.” He said before biting her hard on one of her butt cheeks, making her scream.

With his free hand, he ripped her leggings along the seam that ran up and down her ass crack. The fabric tore, revealing her red lace g-string panties buried deep inside her ass crack. Karan growled, his cock hardening at the sight.

“Let me go, I wasn’t ready” she pleaded, her voice breathless, her hips writhing beneath him.

“If you were to get attacked, will an attacker wait for you to be ready?” He asked before biting a naked butt cheek and running a finger up and down her ass crack, tracing the lace of her panties.

“Fuck!” He groaned, “you are so fucking hot Meliza.” He said before licking her up and down her ass crack over her panties.

Letting go of her hands, he spread her ass cheeks apart and buried his face between them, his tongue licking her butt hole over her panties. Meliza groaned and involuntarily spread her legs.

She could feel her cunt getting wetter as Karan licked and bit her ass, her body responding despite her brain screaming at her to fight back.

Karan pulled back. With a finger, he pulled her panties aside and stared at her butt hole before spitting on it and licking her opening.

Meliza groaned, her body on fire. “No, that’s yuck,” she whispered, but her voice lacked conviction.

Karan chuckled, a low, dangerous sound. “Liar,” he said, sliding his hand under her, into her panties and inside her pussy, “you are so wet, you are enjoying this. You are supposed to fight me girl.” Karan growled, his voice thick with lust.

He buried his face between her butt cheeks again. His fingers were now caressing her clit while his tongue probed her butt hole. He pushed against her opening, sliding his tongue inside her, opening her tight butt hole.

Meliza gasped and squirmed underneath him, her body tensing as he invaded her ass with his tongue.

“Fight or get your ass fucked,” Karan growled in her ass, his voice a deep vibration against her skin.

He pulled his tongue out, giving her ass a slap before spitting on her again. He rubbed the spit into her hole, using his fingers to spread it around, making her wet and ready for his cock.

“This is what attackers do, Meliza,” he said, his voice a harsh whisper against her ear. “They don’t ask for permission, they take what they want and I want your ass today. I don’t know if you are on the pill yet or not, because tomorrow I might want to cum in your pussy… if you lose again tomorrow, that is.”

She was squirming under him, meekly fighting him and yet enjoying the sensations. The way he was fucking her ass with his tongue, she didn’t think that she could ever imagine anything so dirty and yet so arousing. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter and yet she wasn’t sure if she could take this.

Karan had one hand on her ass cheek, spreading it wider and the other hand was under her rubbing her pussy. She was moaning and writhing under him as he rubbed her clit and fucked her ass with his tongue.

He was pushing his tongue in and out of her tight hole, lubricating it and making her ready for his thick cock.

He pulled his finger out of her pussy, coated with her wetness. Moments later, she felt a finger replacing his tongue in her ass. She clenched around it, even as a moan escaped her mouth.

“Naughty girl,” he said spanking a butt cheek and biting the other hard, making her yelp.

Then she felt his finger exit her butt hole. As she looked over her shoulder, her eyes opened wide. He had his pants down to his knees, his rock hard cock pointing her rear opening.

“No!!!!” she groaned, “it will hurt!”

“Do you think an attacker will care? But I do and I am going to make sure you enjoy it. Just trust me.” he said before burying his face between her ass cheeks and entering her anus with his tongue again.

Meliza moaned, her body tensing as he licked and probed her virgin ass. He was making her ready for what was to come, and fuck did it feel good.

Karan pulled back, his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he looked down at Meliza, her ass up in the air, her pussy glistening with her wetness.

He spit on his cock, coating it with saliva before grabbing her hips and positioning his cock at her tight asshole.

“Take a deep breath and push out when I push in, okay?”

Meliza nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her body a mix of fear and excitement. She took a deep breath, her body tensing as she felt the head of his cock press against her tight hole.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” Karan groaned, spitting on his cock again, making it slide easier. “Just relax and push out, baby.”

Meliza did as she was told, pushing out as she felt his cockhead press into her ass.

She gasped as he breached her virgin hole, the intrusion stinging and burning. Karan’s cock pushed in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, stretching her wide. He groaned above her, his face a mask of concentration and lust.

He reached around her and entered her pussy with a finger, his thumb rubbing her clit. He stared at her gaping hole, the way his cock disappeared into her body, inch by inch. He could feel the heat from her body, the tightness of her asshole, the silkiness of her pussy.

He started moving in and out of her ass, his finger moving in and out of her pussy. Her body was in sexual heaven as the inevitable orgasm started building up within her . He was hitting all the right spots. Her ass and pussy were filled with him, his thick cock pumping into her ass, his finger plunging into her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit. It was a three-way assault on her body and she was loving every second of it.

“Oh god, Karan, I am cumming,” she screamed.

Her whole body trembled as her orgasm slammed into her like a freight train, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his finger, her ass tightening around his cock. Karan groaned, his own orgasm building in his balls.

He couldn’t hold back anymore. His cock was throbbing. Karan screamed in pleasure falling on top of Meliza , pushing his cock deeper into her ass.

“Yes, fucking yes!” he cried out, his body convulsing as he came, filling her ass with his seed.

Meliza’s ass muscles clenched around him, milking his cock dry. She could feel his hot cum filling her, and it only made her body quiver more. She let out a soft moan, her body still trembling from her orgasm.

Karan pulled out of her, his cock slipping from her ass with a wet pop. He looked down at her, a satisfied grin on his face.

“Fuck, that was incredible,” he said, his voice thick with pleasure, “2-0” he said grinning at her, “you better start defending, because I am thoroughly enjoying fucking you.” Meliza was lying on the mat, her ass filled with Karan’s cum, her pussy still throbbing with her own orgasm. She couldn’t believe how much she had enjoyed that. She was surprised at how much she had enjoyed it.

“I can’t believe I let you fuck me like that.” She whispered, her voice still breathless.

“Let? You couldn’t stop me, could you? No more asking for permission, Meliza. If you were to be attacked, nobody will be asking permission. You have to learn to fight back.” Karan replied, his voice stern.

“I know, but I can’t believe I enjoyed it so much.” Meliza said, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“Well, you sure as hell did. Your body was on fire.” Karan said, his voice smug.

---

Every day was a version of this. He would surprise her and take her, sometimes creaming her pussy, at other times leaving his cum inside her ass or making her swallow his load.

She enjoyed every moment, but with every passing day, she was getting more alert and even started anticipating his surprise attacks. It was taking longer for him to get her on the mat with each passing day.

And yet, he was too strong and too experienced in combat for her to beat him.

There were days when he fucked her twice or thrice. He couldn’t have enough of her body and she was having the best sex of her life. The better she got at defending, the more he was turned on.

A month into her training, the two of them ‘trained’ all night long. She had ten earth-shattering orgasms and he came six times — twice in each hole.

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“Six times?” Tahir asked, not believing his friend, “no way dude. Just not possible.”

Karan chuckled, running a hand through his sweat-soaked hair. “She’s fucking incredible man. If you don’t believe I came six times, then you won’t believe that she had over ten orgasms either, will you?”

Tahir’s eyes widened in disbelief. “No fucking way, man. I don’t care how hot she is. You hear this guys?” Tahir said addressing the rest of the team members.

“Yeah,” one of them said, “show off.”

“Not believing it till we see it.” Said another.

“You want to see? I want some of that action for myself. How I would love to ‘teach’ her a lesson or two.” Tahir said.

The group of martial arts team members agreed, their eyes gleaming with lust as they thought about the possibility of fucking Meliza.

Karan smirked, knowing exactly how to play this. “Fine. You want a piece of her? You can all fuck her. I am not greedy, I can share.”

“You think she will agree?”

Karan paced around thinking, “You know what, she’s actually getting better. One of these days, I will let her beat me, and then ‘upgrade’ her to the next level — from one imaginary attacker to a group.” Karan said with a chuckle.

“You’re a fucking devil!” Tahir said, laughing.

“But you guys have to let me play it my way,” Karan said, his voice a low growl. “Deal?”

Tahir laughed, “Deal, you son of a bitch!”

“Deal,” said all the ten team members in a chorus. They high-fived each other, their eyes shining with excitement,

“As long as we can watch her ‘training’ from a distance without interrupting till then,” Tahir added.

“Yeah, that’s a great idea,” one of the other guys chimed in.

“We’ll just hang back and watch the show. If she can’t handle you, she sure as hell won’t be able to handle all of us.”

Karan nodded, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Alright, but the deal still stands. You can watch, but you can’t interfere till I let her beat me.”

The guys all nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

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Today was the day. For the past week or so, his team members had watched Karan fuck Meliza repeatedly. They had seen her cum again and again, in his mouth and around his cock. They had seen him cum in her pussy, without protection, at least five times in one night. And she couldn’t have enough of it.

The guys were itching for action and Karan had finally caved in, promising to lose today, so they could have fun.

She had no idea about all this planning when she showed up for her training.

Karan had stopped trying to surprise her. Even when she knew he was about to attack, she was never able to overpower him or get him on the mat. Karan smiled at her when she entered the gym and set her duffle bag next to his.

“Ready?” he asked her.

“Sure am,” she said stepping on the mat.

As Karan lunged at her, she stepped aside and stuck a leg out, tripping him. He went thumbing forward, landing on his belly on the mat. As her turned, she lunged straddling his chest and pinning him down.

“Yay!!!!” She screamed throwing her hands up in the air, “I win!”

“Fuck, did you just fucking pin me down?” Karan asked, disbelief evident in his voice.

“Fuck yeah!” Meliza said, her cheeks flushed with excitement and victory.

Karan grinned, “Impressive! I guess I deserved that. You’ve been getting better every day. And now, it’s time to move on to the next level.”

Meliza’s eyebrows shot up, “The next level? What do you mean?”

“What makes you think you will be attacked by only one person? What will you do if 2 or 3 or say 10 guys were to attack you?”

“Oh!” Meliza said, “I never thought about that.” “Well, it’s time you start thinking about it,” Karan said, his voice low and commanding. “Because that’s what’s going to happen next.”

Reaching for his gym bag, Karan pulled out his cell phone. “I am going to call the team. It’s time to move you to group training now.”

“No wait!” she said, “you mean now? With your whole team? Will they also fuck me?”

“Only if you lose darling,” Karan said, kissing her, “but I have faith in you.”

Karan called Tahir and made a show of telling him how he has been training Meliza for the past month and a half and how well she has been doing.

“She just beat me today dude!” he said, sounding proud, “but you know how it is. A girl could get attacked by a group too right? Do you guys mind returning to the gym and getting beat by a girl?”

Karan asked, laughing. There were excited murmurs among the guys as they agreed to the plan.

“We’ll be there in five minutes,” Tahir said, before hanging up the call.

Meliza looked at Karan, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation. “Karan, I don’t know if I can do this,” she whispered.

Karan grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him. “Yes, you can,” he growled, “You’re fucking tough, Meliza. You’ve come a long way. Besides, I’ll be here. Just trust me. Even if you lose, you will have fun, believe me. I know these guys.”

Karan said, putting his hands on her shoulders, “They won’t hurt you. They’ll fuck you for sure, but they’ll make you feel good, I promise. But I don’t want you to think about losing. I want you to beat these guys ok?”

Meliza took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. “Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I trust you.”

Karan smiled, a wicked glint in his eye. “Good girl,” he said, giving her a soft kiss on the lips.

Karan gave Meliza a few pointers while they waited for the team to show up. He told her about each of his team members’ weaknesses.

“No pressure, but don’t lose. Because if you do, they will ravage your body like real attackers would. And I won’t be able to just watch and not fuck you either.”

Karan said, kissing her lips.

A few minutes later, Tahir and the rest of the team arrived, all of them looking eager and ready. Meliza’s heart was pounding, her breathing rapid. She looked at Karan, who gave her a reassuring nod.

“Alright, guys,” Karan said, clapping his hands together, “Meliza is ready for the challenge. Let’s see how well she can handle multiple attackers.”

The team members circled around Meliza, their eyes gleaming with lust and anticipation. She backed away, her breathing rapid and shallow.

When the first guy lunged at her, she side stepped. But before she could trip him, Another team member grabbed her from behind, lifting her clear off the mat effortlessly. Two other guys grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs.

“Stop!” Tahir called out and the team complied. “You guys have no manners. As the captain of the team, I should get to taste this sweet dish first don’t you think?”

Holding her face, Tahir kissed her, driving his tongue in her mouth and finding hers. He sucked on her tongue, eating her mouth for what felt like an eternity.

“Fuck yeah!” he said licking his lips when he finally broke the kiss, “now to taste her other set of lips.”

Tahir stepped between her legs, naked lust in his eyes. Ripping her leggings down the middle, he buried his face between her legs, licking her pussy over her panties. she yelped, trying to close her legs, but two team members held her legs open.

Another guy ripped her shirt open, tearing it off her body. Another guy had his mouth on hers, his tongue entering her mouth and finding hers.

She felt two hard cocks pressing into her hands. Her face was covered by the face of the guy kissing her, but she felt her shirt getting torn off her body, and then her skirt.

She felt her bra getting ripped off at the same time as her panties were torn off. There were hands everywhere, touching, grabbing, squeezing.

Her body was in the air, held up by the guys as they licked, kissed and caressed every inch of her.

Both her nipples were getting sucked hard, someone had his tongue inside her pussy. Someone else was probing her butt hole with his finger, a cock entered her mouth even as she involuntarily started stroking the two cocks in her hands.

The guys were cheering and encouraging each other, their hands moving all over her body, exploring every inch of her flesh.

Meliza was in a daze, her brain overloaded with conflicting emotions. She was scared, and yet she was excited. She felt violated, and yet she felt desired.

She had never imagined that she would enjoy being touched like this, by so many people at the same time. She had no idea where Karan was and quite honestly, she didn’t care.

She was moaning and writhing around, her body on fire, her pussy dripping wet. She could feel her orgasm building up, her body tensing as she got closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she groaned as her body started shaking, “I am cumminggggg!” she screamed.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her pussy clenched and unclenched around the tongue that was still buried inside her, and her ass spasmed around the finger that was probing her hole.

Her pussy erupted, as a fountain of squirt flooded the mouth of the guy who was eating her pussy.

He moaned, his mouth filled with her juices as he lapped it all up, his tongue still buried deep inside her.

One of the guys holding her up, suddenly pulled her away from the pussy eater, and turned her around. She was now facing another team member who was stroking his cock vigorously, staring at her with lust-filled eyes.

He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, pressing his cock against her ass cheeks.

“Time to fill this ass up,” he grunted, and with one hard thrust, he buried his cock deep inside her ass.

Meliza yelped. His cock wasn’t even half of Karan’s cock and slid easily into her. She took a deep breath, her ass clenching around the thick cock as it tore into her.

“Ahhhhh!” she screamed, more from surprise than pain.

“Fuck, your ass is tight,” the guy said, groaning in pleasure.

Meliza looked over her shoulder, her eyes meeting the eyes of the guy fucking her in the ass. She saw lust and hunger in his gaze, his teeth clenched, his brows furrowed in concentration as he thrust in and out of her asshole.

Another guy slid beneath them and entered her pussy from below.

Meliza gasped as she felt two cocks filling her, one in her ass and one in her pussy. She had never felt so full, so stretched.

As her mouth opened to scream, a third cock filled it. She gagged slightly, her eyes watering as he thrust his hips forward, fucking her throat. She could taste the pre-cum leaking from his tip, salty and bitter. She tried to swallow, to take him deeper, but he pulled back, only to thrust forward again, hitting the back of her throat with each stroke.

The guys were talking among themselves, their voices low and groans filled with lust and excitement. Hands were everywhere, grabbing her tits, ass, and pussy. Fingers were pinching her nipples, slapping her ass, and rubbing her clit. She was a plaything, a toy for them to use and enjoy and she was in heaven, enjoying every moment of it.

As she had her second orgasm all three cocks came at the same time, filling her mouth, ass and pussy full of cum.

All three guys pulled out and three other guys took their place. She was now a fucking machine, with three holes filled and used by three guys at the same time. She could feel her body being stretched, filled, and fucked in ways she never imagined.

The air was filled with moans, groans, flesh slapping against sweaty flesh, and dirty talk. The guys were rough, their hands strong and commanding as they grabbed her, pulled her, and used her for their pleasure.

When a guy came, he was replaced by another. By the time all ten guys had cum inside her, the first guys were hard again and ready for round two.

The ten guys fucked her throughout the night. By morning, as one by one, the spent guys collapsed panting and heaving on the mat, every inch of Meliza’s body was covered in cum and she had lost count of how many loads of cum she had taken in all her holes. She was sore, her body ached from all the fucking and she could barely walk.

She lay on the mat, her eyes closed, her breath coming in short gasps. She felt a hand on her shoulder and opened her eyes. Karan was standing over her, a wicked grin on his face.

“You did good, Meliza,” he said, his voice a low rumble, “You held your own against ten guys. I’m proud of you.”

Meliza smiled weakly, her body too exhausted to even move, “But I lost. I think I need to practice more with your friends.” She said with a wink.

THE END

SEE HER GALLERY

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