Fencing teacher

It felt like...

Before anything, let me introduce myself: I'm a physical education instructor at a private school. I'm a judoka with a black belt and practice basic techniques with my students from the institute.

The girls have their own class: fencing. Their teacher is stunning: a tall girl, almost 1.76 meters, with red hair, green eyes. Her appearance is aristocratic. A well-behaved girl in every sense of the word. I learned that she was an official competitor in the discipline, being part of the national team for three years.

I'm not lagging behind: 1.68 meters tall, dark-haired, muscular. I train boys and girls without overexerting myself. Instead, she makes competitors. In fact, the Institute is one of those that competes for the best places in fencing tournaments.

Our areas are close. Her weapons room is almost next to my dojo. Sometimes we coincide at the gym, but without speaking to each other.

One time, I stayed late at school. There was no one left. I stayed doing lance exercises with some students. I waited until they left and then stayed a bit to meditate to lower my adrenaline. I had my eyes closed, totally peaceful. When suddenly, I hear a voice.

You weren't thinking... - I open my eyes and see it's the teacher.

Hello, ma'am. How are you? Still finishing up training? - I ask her as I saw her with her uniform: a jacket cinched tight and pants adjusted. She was armed with a sword and mask on both arms.

- Yes, do you think so? - she enters my dojo, stepping onto the tatami mat with her high-heeled boots. She looked very sensual...

Excuse me... You can't enter my dojo with your boots...

- No... what? - I point my sword at her chest.

- Oh...

- A duel? - she replied, passing the tip of her sword across my chest, moving aside the top part of my judogi.
- As you like...
- There will be penalties for the loser in each round. Okay?
- Fine. I nodded.
Seeing her in my dojo was a erotic dream I had been having with the teacher for some time. reality. she seemed so protected, a little arrogant , tall and imposing with her attire.

we put ourselves on guard. she stood upright, saluting with her sword. I, in a saluting position

we put ourselves on guard

I started attacking, launching thrusts. I couldn't see her eyes because the black grille of her mask prevented me from seeing where she was aiming. barely could dodge and retreat. despite wearing boots, she was very agile.

I touched the wall. she cornered me.

she passed the point of her sword coquettishly over my judogui... moved the opening to one side, as if wanting to see my chest.

touche cœur - she said. - you lost the first assault. will it be 3 out of 5? okay? for now comes your first punishment.

I nodded.

- take off the top part of your judogui love

- obediently I removed the top part. she, without removing her mask, observed. when I removed it, she started passing the point over my chest, going down to my abdomen.

- what a well-formed body you have...

I got excited.

I lowered the point to my belt, as if wanting to unbutton it.

- now I'll go for the rest - she said

already with my torso bare, I would be more vulnerable to her attacks. I knew I could counter her attacks, but didn't want to hurt her. however, I kept studying until where it would reach.

we went to the center of the tatami and put ourselves on guard again.

I started attacking again. I retreated. in an attempt, I tried to give a blow to the blade of her sword to deflect... but she was very quick. she managed to graze my arm, leaving only a mark.

the wall again

- now you're mine - she said. touche. now take off your belt and pants

I obeyed. I left completely naked in front of her.