0 comments/ 23106 views/ 6 favorites Weekend with Katie By: Ninja20571 It all started innocently enough, nearly 2 1/2 years ago, when Katie entered the martial arts studio that I operate. At age 17, she was bright, bubbly and had the hard-body that would make any man gasp. She introduced herself, extending her hand and asking about the classes. As a matter of course, I determined through some basic questioning that she was only 17, and we would require her parents' permission for her to begin her lessons. After a few days of insisting that she get parental approval, she finally returned with a signed enrollment agreement from her father. Thus began the strange and exciting relationship that follows: Katie turned 18 less than three months after joining the studio, and was an exceptional student. She spent her early teen years horseback riding, so she was strong and balanced. She also had no fear. She took to the martial arts like a duck takes to water, quickly catching the eye of many senior students. Though she is not tall (maybe only 5' 4"), her years on a horse made her an awesome competitor. As her instructor, and also as someone 20 years older than her, I kept my distance personally, but always was there to help guide her through her training. Occasionally, over the next year or so, she made hints that she was interested in more than a martial relationship with me, but I passed it off as wishful thinking on my part. I truly did not imagine that this hot, now 19-year old woman would have any physical feelings for someone my age. However, being a martial arts instructor, I have kept myself quite healthy and enjoy more strength and flexibility than most men my age. One year ago, when she was preparing for an upcoming competition, she asked if we could do some sparring. Normally I don't spar with my students, but I jumped at the chance to work with her, both as a martial artist and as an 'interested' older man wondering if I've still got it. We put on the minimal gear we use for safety, and began to mix it up. Her kicks, fast and furious, were effective, however my years of experience and naturally stronger physical techniques made scoring difficult for her. We agreed that she would need more training in order to jump to the next level. Somehow, we managed to keep the relationship plutonic for nearly another year, though the training sessions were filled with sexual tension. When working on close-range self-defense techniques, she always managed to rub against me in a sensual fashion. She volunteered to be my partner as I prepared for the next week's lessons, offering to let me practice the grabbing and twisting movements of self-defense and reviewing the forms (preset patterns of movement) that comprise a big portion of our training. It is during these times, when the studio was mostly empty, that our physical contact began to move into a more sexual nature. Finally, after a long day of training, we agreed that she would come over to my house for some spaghetti (one of her favorite meals), and we can talk about the upcoming tournament the following week. At around 7:00PM, Katie arrived, looking every bit as good as a 20-year old can. She wore a short denim skirt, and the trendy layered t-shirts that are the in-thing right now. Her tanned and muscular legs were beautiful, and her shoulder-length blond hair shone. We sat at the kitchen table, shared some wine and bread while the pasta cooked and the sauce simmered. Our conversations ranged from martial arts, to horseback riding, to family and friends, and before we knew it, the pasta was finished and the sauce was ready. Pouring another glass of wine each, we moved to the living room to watch some TV and eat. We drank yet some more wine, and before long the bottle was empty. I went to the kitchen to get another bottle, and when I returned, Katie had moved the dishes and motioned for me to sit on the floor in front of her. I did, and she began to massage my shoulders and back, commenting on how she's admired my body through my uniform for the last few years, and how she was impressed with my grace and strength. I mentioned that I, too, was impressed with her and that over my many years of instructing, have not seen a student as dedicated to winning as she. "Oh", she said, "you have no idea how good I am at winning and getting what I want". With that, she leaned forward, and gently kissed my neck, wrapping her arms around my chest. Leaning back, I reached up to her, and quickly flipped her over, onto the floor. She was caught off guard, but the game had begun. She laughed at being caught unprepared, and reached up for me. Before long, we were rolling on the floor, each trying to get the best hold on the other. Eventually, I gave in and let her roll on top of me, pinning me to the ground. Her legs, now nearly fully exposed from her short skirt, were on either side of me. She leaned forward, and for the first time, our lips met. The passion jumped in both of us. Her hair, scented from her recent shower, glanced my face. Her hands, now holding my arms as the 'victor' of the wrestling match, moved down to my chest. I slid my hands to her legs, and then up to her hips, holding her over my now hardened manhood. She sat there for a moment, looking into my eyes, and began rocking back and forth. I wasn't sure if she was wearing any panties, but could feel the heat coming from her sex through my kkakis. I slid my hands down from her hips, and to her legs again, and then moved them upward, under her skirt. I could feel the slight strings of a thong, and smiled internally, as I pictured what they might look like without her skirt. She smiled down at me, and asked "Like what you feel?" "Of course", I said, "you knew I would", and with that moved my hands around toward the front of the thong, feeling the hot, moist treasure awaiting me. She sighed, moved her hands from my chest to the hem of her t-shirts, and slowly lifted them over her head, exposing her large breasts. For a short girl she had a disproportionately sized chest, firm and capped with long, protruding nipples. I gasped as I saw them for the first time, only imagining what they looked like over the last few years under her sports bra and uniform. She reached down, lifted my t-shirt and tossed it aside, and then leaned forward, rubbing her breasts and nipples against my chest. She seemed to be really turned on by this, and started moving forward and back on me, with both her chest and her pussy rubbing hard against me. "Oh, God", she cried as she suddenly had an orgasm that must have snuck up on her. She threw herself forward, pushing her nipples into my face, begging me to kiss and suck them. She obviously has sensitive nipples, and this suited me just fine! I obliged, and while working my oral magic on her breasts, reached down and began to slide her skirt towards her feet. She settled back for a moment, helped me slide her skirt off, and then, without warning, slid her thong off as well. She glanced at me, smiled, and then reached for my belt, undoing my pants and sliding them down and off. Next came my boxers, but not before she commented that they seemed awfully wet for some strange reason. Looking up at me from my legs, she purred like a kitten, smiled at me, and began to slide her tongue up and down my shaft. Her hands, holding me like a banana, worked in tandem with her tongue, up and down in unison. "I think I know what you'd like", she said, as she slid her tongue up the shaft, to my cock head, and then slowly engulfed it, gently pumping me with her hand. She moved her head from side to side, her beautiful blond hair tickling my balls and sac. Slowly, she raised her head until my cock was at the tip of her lips, and then plunged back down, taking me fully into her mouth. Over and over again she did this, occasionally looking up at me to ensure that I was enjoying myself. It wasn't long before I was about to come, and I told her I was close. Instead of pulling up and away, she took a breath and thrust her mouth down onto my cock, pumping her hand and gently growling, with the vibrations of her larynx resonating onto my cock. I began to shoot into her, my hands now holding her head. She took it all, sucked a few more times to make sure I was empty, and then slid up, sliding her breasts along my legs, my cock and then my stomach. "How was that, Master" she asked, coyly smiling and stroking my shrinking cock with her hands. "Not bad", I said. "But your technique is only half completed. We now need to work on getting your hips in the correct position for maximum power and thrust". With that, I rolled her onto her back, moved myself between her legs, and began to lick her breasts, stomach and hips. As my tongue moved down her body, I reached up and gently massaged her nipples, twisting and turning them in my fingers. I then moved my hands under her ass, lifted her slightly, and positioned my face squarely between her legs, with my hands pulling her pussy lips apart after I snaked my arms around her hips. She was soaking, with warm juices begging to be lapped up. I began by licking and sucking her lips, darting my tongue in and out of her. She cooed, raised and lowered her hips and placed her hands on the back of my head. I kept working her, knowing that she was ready to explode again in another orgasm. As I felt her body tighten, I picked up the pace, moving my tongue in and out faster and deeper. Her strong legs, wrapped around my head, began to squeeze. I could hardly breath, but she kept pulling me into her, beginning to thrash about and moan loudly. Soon, she fully tensed, shot her legs straight out, and began a tumultuous orgasm that shook her all over. I kept licking and sucking, driving her mad, and when she violently yanked my head up, I knew she had had enough. "Jesus, that was GREAT" she squealed, pulling me up to kiss her. She licked her juices from my face, rubbed her hands up and down my shoulders, and commaned "Now...what do you say to good fucking?" and with that, reached down, found my once again hard cock, and guided it to her slick, wet opening. Without much resistance or hesitation, I slid into her. Since she was not a big girl, her pussy was tight. It felt so good, so hot, that I could have stayed there all night, deep inside of her, feeling her muscles tighten and loosen around my shaft. After a few minutes, she regained her composure, and our rhythmic dance began. We moved in and out, up and down, left and right. Our hips connected like a well-designed fuck machine, and our animalistic natures took over. We moaned, grunted and uuuugghhh-ed away for at least 15-minutes. I had the urge to really take her hard, to ride her like she probably rides her horses. With that in mind, I pulled out of her, grabbed her hips and flipped her to her stomach. I positioned myself behind her as her hand reached for my cock, nearly pushing it back into her so fast that I never really felt like it was out. I reached for her golden mane, yanked it back as I watched her back arch downward. I pulled on her hair, wrapping my fists in it, and began to slam into her hard. She loved it, meeting my every thrust with her own, urging me on with her words. She reached between her legs, grabbed my sac, and began squeezing. It hurt, but it also felt good. I released one hand, and reached around to pinch her nipples, hard and rough. She moaned out loud, telling me to pound her harder. I did, and it turned her on even more. "My pussy....play with my pussy" she gasped. I slid my other hand from her hair, reached between our legs, and began to rub her pussy lips up and down, side to side. She began to come again, screaming at the top of her lungs "fuck me....hard...yes, fuck...fuck...fuck. Oh, yesssssssss! Yessssssssssssss!" she cried as I shot my load hard and deep into her. Our spasms eventually ceased, and she collapsed onto the carpet, my hands still holding onto her breasts and her pussy. Our combined juices were draining out of her onto the carpet, and our sweaty bodies were pressed together. I eventually slid my hand off her pussy, brought it to her lips, and let her lick her juices from it. "Hmmmm...you and I taste wonderful together", she said. "Almost as good as you taste by yourself". I removed my fingers from her lips, stroked her hair and back gently, and kissed her neck. "Where do we go from here?" I wondered, as the fact that I was her instructor hit home again, and the thought of 'pooping in your own back yard' crept into my mind. "Well" she said, "for starters we can go take a shower, and then maybe the bedroom, the kitchen, the stairs..." To be continued.... Weekend with Katie Ch. 02 After our initial flurry of charged sexual action, we moved up from the living room to the shower. I turned on the water, getting it nice and hot, and gathered up two large towels. Katie stepped into the shower first, letting the water cascade over her, invigorating her skin. I opened the door, slid in next to her, and held her close from behind. The water was splashing on my back, and spilling over onto her head and shoulders. I reached for the soap, and began a slow lathering process, beginning with her neck, shoulders and arms. I lifted her arms up, and continued down her sides, over her hips and back up her stomach and chest, spending some extra time on her erect nipples. She coo-ed, leaned back into me, and draped her arms behind my neck, pulling me toward her lips. We kissed, enjoying each other's taste and passion. I continued to rub her breasts and nipples with one hand, while the other worked its way down her stomach to her waiting sex. She was still wet and excited from our recent lovemaking, and her lips were protruding. I gently pushed one finger into her, and felt her body tense. A moan escaped her mouth, and she arched her back even more, giving me better access to her. "Oh, God...that feels sooooo good", she said. "Please, more...more...more". I continued to rub her, eventually adding one then two more fingers. She pushed against me, rubbing her clitoris against my hand, and was soon cumming with gasps and moans. "Yes. Yesssssss, that's it. Oh, yessssss....that's it. More....I'm cummingggggg!" she cried as she lost herself in yet another orgasm. Turning to face me, she pushed me back against the shower wall. She reached for the soap, put some in her hands, and began to work my chest and shoulders. Being not very tall, she had to reach up to get to my shoulders. When she did, her stomach pressed against my erect member, and she pushed herself into me. Looking up at me with her blue eyes, and the water cascading over her face, she smiled as she reached down to grasp my hard cock. She bent her knees slightly, bringing my cock between her breasts. Using the soap, she lathered up some more, and began rubbing, fucking my cock with her tits. Her nipples, already overly sensitive, acted like little fingers, pressing and stroking me. "Katie...I can't take much more of this...I'm going to cum" I said... "Go ahead...I'll take it all over my tits, if you please" she responded with a grin. She began to work harder, pumping and squeezing my cock with her hands and tits. Just as I was about to cum, Katie sensed that I was tensing in preparation. She surprised me by pulling her tits away from my cock, replacing them with her mouth. She took me deep, pulling me toward her with her hands on my hips. I began shooting into her, filling her mouth with my seed. She loved it, raising and lowering her head and hands in unison, milking me for every last drop. After I finished, she looked up at me and said "Sorry...I just couldn't waste it on my tits...I needed it in my mouth, to taste you once again. You're yummy!" "Let's get out of here and dry off", I said, handing her a towel after turning off the water. We got out of the shower and moved over to the bed. I went to the bathroom cabinet, and returned with some lotion, smiling at Katie as she lay there, hair wet and body glistening. I poured some lotion on my hands, and began a slow, methodical massage of her legs and feet. She sighed, contentedly, and I could feel the muscles relax under my fingers. I moved up and down her body, applying the principles of Shiatsu learned through my training, pressing here, pulling there and creating energy flow throughout her body. She was so relaxed that she fell asleep. It was beautiful to see her, so calm and relaxed. Very different from the intense and focused competitor she is. Her hair, framing her face, was a beautiful match to her tanned skin. I snuggled up next to her, spooning, and also fell asleep, the scent of her hair and the oil wafting all around me. Nearly 3 hours later, I felt a twinge as Katie's hand worked its way down my stomach to my soft member. It didn't take long for it to come to life, as she gently yet steadily stroked me. "Well...hello" she said, coyly, leaving me wondering if she meant me or my cock. It really didn't matter. She rolled over on top of me, still holding me, and began to lean forward. Her nipples, hard again, rubbed against my chest. Her hair, completely dry now, danced across my face and lips. She continued to lean forward, kissing me. Out tongues wrestled, moving in and out, up and down. She never let go of my cock, and now began to rub it against her dampening slit. "Now for the slow stuff" she said, as she gently lifted herself over me, steadily dropping down so that I slid into her. She stayed still for a while, using her inner muscles to stroke and pump my cock inside of her. She smiled at me, both hands resting on my chest now. Rhythmically, she began to move forward and back, her moist sex dripping over me. I could feel her clit rubbing against me, as she was impaled on me fully. "Oh, yessss...this is fantastic" she sighed. "I just want to stay here, fucking you like this". "That's fine by me", I said, grasping her hips to help keep sway. I could feel her tightening around me as she moved her hands off my chest up to her nipples and breasts, squeezing them and tilting her head back. I wondered how long she could keep the slow pace going, as I was getting quite worked up by the scene and the sensation of her riding me. I didn't have to wait long to find out. She began a strong climax, screaming out as wave after wave of sensual delight jolted through her. She began bucking, almost out of control, and crashed forward onto me into a heap, breathing deeply and strained. "Oh, jesus...I love it. Love fucking you!" she giggled, and slid off me, turning around. She slid her body down, took my cock in her hands and pushed forward, sheathing me with her love tunnel. She reached forward, grabbed my ankles and began rocking back and forth, begging me to cum in her. "Please, shoot in me. Fill me. I want to feel you cum inside of me." I reached forward, grabbed her hips and squeezed her ass with my thumbs, leaving imprints. It was great. I pulled her back and forth, pushing her onto me with force and loving the view of her ass moving in front of me. "Cum. Cum for me. Please, oh god...cum now!" she cried, as I shot into her, filling her with whatever cum was left inside. She slowed down, catching her breath and feeling me still inside of her, shrinking with release. She slowly crawled off me, turned around and took my cock in her mouth, cleaning me. After completing her task, she slithered up my body, kissing me along the way. "You know, the night is still young!" she said, with a smile... Weekend with Katie Ch. 03 This is the third and final installment of 'Weekend with Katie'. I hope that you have enjoyed the first two. The Final Chapter I awoke to an early sun streaming through the bedroom windows. Katie lay sleeping next to me, a gentle and relaxed purr like that of a finely tuned motor emanating from her. Deciding not to wake her, I softly extract myself from her arms, put on some flannel pajama pants and a t-shirt, and go downstairs to start some coffee and breakfast. Over the scents and sounds of eggs, bacon and coffee, I sense Katie's presence in the kitchen doorway. I glance up from the stove, and see her, framed in the morning light, wearing a long t-shirt that reaches just below her thighs. I can see the finely toned muscles of her legs, and catch a whiff of her skin over the smell of the breakfast. She looks awesome! "Good morning, Sir!" she coyly states, delivering a perfect bow from student to teacher. The sight of her, in her t-shirt and cascading blonde hair, evokes a smile from me. Politely, I bow back, as is the martial arts custom, and respond with "Good, morning, Katie!" She saunters over to me, plants a kiss on my lips and gives a firm hug to my waist. I hold her close, gently rubbing her shoulders and stroking my fingers through her hair. She feels great, her firm breasts pressing against me, her nipples hard under the morning air. We share a breakfast, move out to the deck to enjoy a crisp morning under a blanket overlooking the wooded back garden, and snuggle. "This is fantastic", she says. "I love being here with you like this. Knowing you this way. I understand now a little more about what you mean in class when you talk about 'creating power from the hips'. I like it!" She moves in a little closer to me, lets her hand work down my stomach to the waistband of my pajamas, and reaches in. "Want a little 'morning glory'? Oh...I see you do!" she exclaims as my member hardens under her firm coaxing. With that, she pushes the waistband down, increases the attention to my growing cock, and kisses my neck. I respond, rubbing her shoulders and pulling her closer. She continues to nuzzle into my neck while still working her magic on my member. "You're so hard", she says, smiling. "I just love the feel of your cock in my hand. I love the feel of your cock in my mouth, and I absolutely love the feel of your cock deep inside of me. I've got to have it, now." She slides over me, pulls the blanket up around her shoulders, and rubs the head of my member against her now wet sex. "Oh, God..." she exclaims. "Ohhhhhh, yessssssss" she sighs as she gently lowers herself onto me. The cool autumn air surrounds us, with the blanket keeping the heat in. She moves up and down, left and right, all the while staring into my eyes. Her hands are resting on my shoulders, and her legs are straddling me and the chaise on the deck. "I wonder if any neighbors can see us", she asks. "I hope so", she adds, letting her head fall back slightly, her lips open and her eyes now half-closed. As much as I want to continue to fuck her like this, I decide to give her a little special attention. Much to her dismay, I push her off me, lay her on the lounge, and pull the blanket up over my shoulders. I move my head lower, to her breasts and stomach, and continue to move downward. Her neatly trimmed blond hair, soft and downy from her shower, is the perfect place to tease her. I begin by slowly licking her, moving my hands around her sex. I use my thumbs to hold her lips open, and slowly begin to lick her up and down. For contrast, I twirl my tongue around her, and then push it in, fucking her with it. My hands are still working her lips apart, exposing her to each and every stroke of my tongue. She's so clean smelling and tasty, I want to do this to her for hours. She's going wild now, muffling her moans and exultations of joy. Her hands are holding my head, pulling me deeper into her. Her legs, so strong and demanding, have wrapped around her hands and are aiding in the task. In just moments, she begins a tremendous orgasm, her stomach muscles rippling and writhing in ecstasy. She puts one hand into her mouth to muffle her screams, while holding onto my head with the other. "Jesus....that was too much!" she says, panting and cooing. "I love it, and I want more!" With that, she turns me over so I'm on the chaise, and straddles me again, picking up where she left off. She sits on me, rocking back and forth, coaxing herself. Slowly, she moves one hand from my shoulders to her breasts, fondling her nipples and pinching them. Then, the other hand joins, pushing and pulling her beautiful breasts to the rhythm of her movements. After a few more minutes, she lets one hand wander down to her clit, where she begins to rub it. She presses and twirls her fingers on her nub, increasing the speed of her actions against me. She drives herself lower onto me, my head touch the inner Katie. She seems mesmerized as she works herself and me over... "Uuuugghhhhhh", she moans...sensing that she's getting close. "Oooooooohhh, yesssssss", she hisses, increasing her movements with both hands and hips. "Oh, Katie...I'm going to cum" I say... "Yes... fill me with your cum. Shoot deep inside of me. Please...please...please". Her hands move back up to her breasts as she nears her climax. My hands grab her hips, moving her all around, my shaft bending with her. I begin to shoot inside of her, and she rocks back and forth continuously, milking me with her inner muscles. I grunt and groan my orgasm into her, pulling her down on me harder and deeper. "Yes...fill me up. Cum, cum, cummmmmmmmmmmm" she cries. Suddenly, she begins to explode once again, this time unleashing a flood of juices on my cock. Our combined juices drip out of her, onto my thighs. She slows her rocking, leans forward so her hands rest on my chest. She drops her head a little, regaining composure, as her hair falls over my face. "You feel soooooooo goooooood" she says. "I can stay here all day!" "Why don't you?" I ask. "Maybe I will, but first, I need to clean up myself and the kitchen. Then, we're going to spend the rest of this Sunday exploring each other. How does that sound?" Without waiting for my answer, she hops up, wraps the blanket around her shoulders, and moves into the house, humming a happy tune...