Some may know me from other sites as A.J. Brown. I hope you enjoy this story.
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Pink Pads
By A.J. Brown
Taylor Villone walked inside the dojo feeling more intimidated than she expected to. It was full of probably 12 men, mostly white, a few African American, all of them wearing either green belts or white belts, that were warming up in various ways, some of them doing light sparring with each other, others just looking like they were in their own world, doing some sort of karate dance. Even the guys that had white belts on had gis and belts that looked broken-in. She felt like she stood out like a sore thumb wearing her brand new white gi with her bright white belt, but not a single one of the guys had even turned his head to look at her.
Taylor's main reason for being here was to try and meet men, something that the 22-year-old girl had had a hard time doing since graduating college the previous year, so being the only girl here she supposed was good news, though she wouldn't have minded seeing one or two more so she wasn't the only one.
Learning karate was appealing to her as well. Standing at 5'5 and weighing close to 200 pounds, Taylor was on the bigger side, but she was a strong girl who could beat up her older sister and also her younger brother, neither of them having the 'bigger person' genes that she did. Despite her size, she thought she had a cute face, and she if she acted cute around some of the guys in here, she thought she might be able to win one of them over.
She heard the dojo doors open and turned her head to see an extremely cute girl looking about her age walking in wearing a green belt. The girl had long straight hair and was quite petite, looking like she couldn't weigh much more than half of what Taylor weighed. Taylor knew men well enough to know that just about every man out there would choose a girl like this over Taylor if they had their pick. That was OK, though, as long as there weren't more of her to follow, one girl wouldn't be able to take too much attention from her. The girl gave Taylor a warm smile which made her feel comfortable and it took away any dislike she had for her.
"Taylor!" she heard a man's voice say loudly. Startled, she turned her head to see a man who had to be 6'5 towering over her wearing a black gi and a black belt with a bunch of gold stripes on it. He looked to be in his mid-forties and had long sideburns, and wavy hair like reminded her of the haircuts she saw the hot guys have in the 80s movies she would watch. "I'm Sensei Preston." With a big smile on his face, she received the firm handshake of the friendly man on the phone who had the soothing voice that made her feel like the karate dojo was the place she needed to be. "Glad you were able to make it. You don't know how many people I talk to on the phone that tell me how excited they are to do this and then they never show up. So just getting here is a big first step. We don't see many girls here either so that's especially commendable." Taylor just smiled at the compliments from this man who she guessed could take on just about every guy that was out lifting heavy weights in the connected gym. "Stretch your body out a bit to loosen up and we'll start doing stretching as a class in a few minutes."
He gave her a smile and walked away. Unsure of exactly what to do, Taylor looked around and saw some of the guys in class had started stretching as well. She looked to the green belt girl who was sitting down in a full split which made Taylor self-conscious knowing that there wasn't a chance she could sit in that position. As she watched the girl lean forward to the left to stretch out with her toes pointed towards the ceiling, she looked at how cute the bottom of the girl's foot was. It looked extremely smooth and exceptionally clean considering she had already spent some time walking barefoot on a dojo floor. Taylor then looked at her other foot which she could see from the top point of view. It also looked extremely smooth and it looked like the girl had gotten a pedicure before class with the dark blue toenail polish she had on looking like it was brand new. Taylor was self-conscious about her feet but considering it was karate class, she didn't think even painting her toenails was necessary. Now as she looked at this girl's feet which looked like they could be modeled in some magazine, she wished she had shown up wearing a pair of wrestling shoes like she had noticed one of the guys wearing.
Taylor heard the dojo door open again. She looked over and was mesmerized as she watched the tall guy walk in. He had lots of dark, spiky hair that looked like it had been freshly gelled right before walking in here. He wasn't as tall as Sensei Preston and one of the other guys she had noticed in the dojo, but he stood at a good 6'1, the perfect height for Taylor, and looked quite skinny. He was the first person in class that Taylor had noticed wearing a brown belt, Sensei being the only black belt in the class, and everyone else wearing a green belt or a white belt. Taylor had studied up on this style's ranking systems prior to coming here. There were only 4 belt levels, white, green, brown, and black, and through further research she learned that because they only had 4 belt levels, it normally took years to get promoted to the next one.
What made her unable to look away from this guy was his face which was extremely smooth, looking like he had just shaved. He had long eyelashes that she could see from halfway across the dojo and a cute nose. He looked like he was about 30-years-old which was right around the age Taylor was looking for. Most guys her age were still not very mature and 30 was a good age, in her opinion, where you were old enough not to be stupid, but still young enough where you could have some fun. The guy also looked focused as he set down his gym bag, leaned his bow against the wall, and immediately started going into a stretch.
"Alright everyone, line up for stretching!" Sensei Preston announced, making his voice deeper as he did, and everyone stopped what they were doing to do what they were instructed. "Taylor, you should be able to follow along. Just follow what I'm doing."
Stretching began and following along with what to do wasn't so much of a challenge for Taylor as actually doing it was. Add the fact that she was 5'5 and close to 200 pounds to the fact that she had no prior karate experience and she wasn't able to move her body in the ways Sensei was instructing. She felt ridiculous and she looked around to see if anyone noticed how silly she looked, only to see that they were all focused on their own stretching and not paying the least bit of attention to her. She noticed the girl and the hot guy were both especially flexible which made her jealous of the girl and a bit horny for the guy watching him put his body in those different sexy positions.
"Alright, we're going to work on some basics now," Sensei said. "Haley, if it's alright with you I'm going to have you work with Taylor in the back of the dojo on..." and then he said a name of a kata that even when she took multiple classes after that and worked on it many times, she was never able to remember the name of it.
"Yes Sensei!" Taylor heard the pretty girl say assertively.
"So I just go back there?" Taylor said to Sensei who just gave her a subtle nod.
"I'm Haley, it's nice to meet you," the green belt girl said once they were in the back of the dojo and she shook Taylor's hand with her soft feminine hand. "Glad to finally have another girl in class with me. So kata can be a little frustrating at first, but once you start to get it down, it's a lot of fun."
Haley began teaching Taylor her first kata with a lot of background noise of the men screaming as they punched and kicked the air. The noise didn't seem to bother Haley as she wasn't even raising her voice to talk over it, but it was driving Taylor crazy as trying to learn this was quickly starting to stress her out and barely being able to hear Haley over all of the noise wasn't making it any better.
Taylor was having trouble learning the sequence of moves she was being taught as it wasn't clicking for her. Making it more frustrating for her was Haley's constant corrected her of her stance, often putting her hands on Taylor to straighten her out the way she wanted, which Taylor didn't like. Haley would then show Taylor how a good stance was supposed to look by demonstrating. She felt jealous of the grace Haley was able to move with since her body type just didn't allow her to do it, but she thought Haley was being nitpicky overall as she didn't think her stances were that much different than Haley's even if they didn't look as good. Watching a girl much better looking than her know karate better than her was starting to hurt Taylor's ego. She told herself that even if Haley did know more karate than her, that she was a lot bigger than her and could still beat her up, which made her feel a bit better.
"OK, everyone get lined up for kata!" Sensei announced.
"It's your first class so you won't do this with the class yet," Haley said to Taylor. "You can just sit back here and watch. You'll be able to go out there with us soon, though. Once they start doing the more advanced katas, the lower level students will sit back here and join you too."
Haley walked in line as Taylor felt silly again, sitting in the back of the dojo wearing a gi while everyone else prepared to work out. They began doing the same kata that Taylor had just spent the last half hour learning. Haley's form was, of course, amazing as she did the moves but Taylor noticed that some of the other guys, even some of the green belts, had form that wasn't any better than Taylor's form that Haley had been correcting. Their katas looked plenty good and Taylor felt even more annoyed that Haley had made things difficult on her.
She watched more and she thought Sensei Preston looked dangerous doing the kata. Even just punching and kicking the air, both his punches and kicks looked extremely powerful. She figured that most of the guys in there found it motivating to see that but it just made Taylor want to be nowhere near that guy when he was doing katas and to make sure that she always stayed on his good side.
Then her attention turned to the handsome guy brown belt. His face still looking as smooth as ever even after working out for a while, not only did his kata form look even more perfect than Haley's but he looked like he was getting into it way more than she was. While his strikes didn't look powerful the way Sensei's did, all of his punches and kicks looked to have extremely good form. While a lot of the other people looked just plain, some of them even uninterested as they did their kata, the handsome guy had a look of extreme intensity on his face and his bare feet would slide a bit on the floor with each move he did, showing that little extra he was putting into it that no one else was. He breathed heavily with each moved and while there were certain punches that everyone yelled out loud on for some reason, the handsome guy was always the loudest each time that happened. It was a beautiful sight watching this man do kata and Taylor felt like she could have just sat there all night and watch him do it.
