experience on me than any other man I’ve been with. And that
causes me to be a little nervous. He already thinks I’m a fuck-up,
I just know it. What’s he gonna think about me after
tonight?
No! I silently yell at myself. I may
not know shit about punches and kicks and whatever, but I do know
something about how to please a man. Shit, I sound like a slut
again. I’m not, honest, but I sure as shit know more about sucking
and fucking cock than I do about this stuff. So, I straighten my
posture, raise my chin up, hands resting on my cocked
hips.
He doesn’t speak, he doesn’t have
to—his mouth agape, his eyes do the very same thing, telling me all
I need to know… That he likes what he sees. “Your turn,” I sing,
teasing him, becoming more confident with every titillating
expression on his face betraying his normally cool, calm and
collected exterior.
Licking his lips as he sucks in a deep
breath, Master Park pulls his underwear off, his dick springing to
life as it’s freed from its confined state.
A huge lump rises up in my throat as
my gaze falls on the monster cock bobbing between his heavily
muscled thighs. Almost completely shaven, I take in every beautiful
inch of his enormous length, wondering how in the fuck I’m going to
fit that freakishly fat dick…in any of my holes, without ending up
in the emergency room. Just kidding, but not about how goddamn big
he is. No, he’s definitely gifted down there, and if he ever gets
tired of teaching, he could so become a porn star. Probably not
likely, but I’m just sayin’.
Master Park closes his hand around
mine, then leads me toward the back of the spacious training room.
Through the rear entrance we go, and down the short hallway, until
we’re standing in front of a door unfamiliar to me. I blindly
follow him in, barely noticing the cold concrete floor below my
bare feet, heavy tits swaying from side to side, wearing nothing
but my cute little boyshort panties as fluttering butterflies wreak
havoc on my knotted stomach.
The nice view of his bouncing, toned
ass calms me a little, but still, I suck in a sharp breath, wishing
my nervousness somewhere far away.
“ You okay?” Master Park’s
deep voice is soothing to my ears.
“ Never better,” I quickly
return, hoping my confident sounding words restore what’s been lost
of my fearless side. Because this is why I signed up for private
lessons in the first place, right? I’ve just never done anything
like this before…and the reality setting in is putting me on edge
all over again. But in a good way. The best of ways.
And though I failed before,
I now resolve myself into believing that I know what the fuck I’m
doing, and threaten the martial arts expert under my breath, “I’m
gonna rock your fucking socks off, Mr. Taekwondo Master.” Hmph.
Take that. When this twenty-year-old is done with you, you’re gonna
be begging to pay me, that’s right, for private lessons.
* * *
Hot water cascading down my naked
body, my back’s turned to Master Park, thick steam enveloping the
two of us in its soothing warmth. The shower is surprisingly large,
and all I can think about as he shampoos my hair, is how surreal
this whole situation is, and how we went from him trying his
darnedest to kick me out to being completely naked, and ending up
with Master Park massaging my scalp as he cleans me.
Having the sudden urge to feel his
body against mine, I back into him, and when his cock presses into
the crack of my ass, I hear a guttural moan from behind, causing me
to immediately smile in response. “You like that, don’t
you?”
“ You’re playing with fire,
Scarlett.”
“ Focus, Justin!” Holy shit,
I can’t believe I remembered his name.
“ Justin, huh? What happened
to Master Park?” Without warning, he spanks me on my ass, eliciting
a growl from the back of my throat.
“ Hey now!” I object, in the
most playful way possible. I turn to face him, but he stops me,
then directs my head