The snow was falling heavier now. Eloisa was feeling less and less motivated to work out. She had already been running that day but it had been an easy one as far as runs go. An unplanned nap next to her new fireplace had already eaten most of the afternoon. Now she felt she should be motivated to work on her kata but instead finding herself on the couch looking lazily out the window.
The sound of her phone broke the daydream. It was her new friend Chuck. They had met through her brother but it was their shared interest in martial arts that made their friendship take off so fast. Chuck was trained in jiu-jitsu, a style Eloisa was interested in learning more about. She was excited to hear he wanted to train. Here was the motivation she needed to get her workout in. Plus he was always a fun distraction!
Their harmless flirting had never really led anywhere. She knew he was attracted to her but her life was too complicated right now. Instead they seemed content to enjoy each others company and occasionally train. She quickly cleaned up and grabbed a bottle of wine. Training often became dinner. Dinner often became drinks, and once, after too much wine, drinks became a tight snuggle session in her bed. Not much had happened but the memory was always there for both of them. Unspoken it seemed to heighten the sexual tension, giving a bit of flame to their flirting.
Chuck arrived shortly and they quickly got to the business at hand. He had just purchased a new portable mat for training. He adjusted furniture while she put on some up-tempo music. Once warmed up they would begin to play a familiar game. She would challenge him to get out of a position or get a particular submission while she would resist for a set time limit. Ultimately the loser had to cook dinner. Since she picked the move or position she could control the stakes. Still, she knew he would sometimes take a dive and lose in order to cook for her. Men were so predictable. He was always trying to show off and cook for her.
Today he remarked on how bad her guard had been the last time they trained. He thought she should focus on that this session. Their back and forth teasing was trademark of their sessions together. After a few warm up stretches and exercises they began. He would get between her legs and try to pass her guard. Chuck wasn't a small guy and when he put some brute force into it she didn't stand much chance yet. Most of the time he tried to use just technique instead of brute force. Tonight seemed to be one of those nights as he seemed to be taking a little too long between her shapely legs. Eloisa didn't say anything telling herself it was just part of the training but deep inside she knew it was more.
She was a fit young girl. In great shape. Her strong curvy legs were long and attractive. She had an almost perfectly flat waist that showed a hint of the muscle under it. The little bit of curve her stomach had didn't distract from her beauty but added to it. While Eloisa often complained about her weight she knew Chuck had never seen anything but an amazing almost perfect body. Truth was she had the best ass he ever saw. Coupled with her large 34DD chest and sexy bedroom eyes the poor guy never stood a chance. She had the power and body and worse she knew how to use it. She could make him forget any thoughts of control with just a look but she was still learning how to use it. Maybe that was why he enjoyed dominating her so badly on the ground.
It had been too long since a man had touched her the right way. In fact she wasn't sure if she had been touched the right way at all. Instead these sessions had almost become a foreplay for her. After rolling around and sweating with this guy they would retire to dinner. Drinking wine and talking late. Often he would spend hours massaging her. Then after he left she would be left with her desire. She had become an expert in what she liked and had found the perfect pink tool to exercise that need. She would tease herself, building up, until finally after an explosive orgasm she would sink into her down bed and finally sleep.
She shouldn't have been thinking about her after-party this soon in the session. She still had an hour or more of rolling and becoming aroused wasn't part of the plan. As Chuck continued to assault her guard with escapes she felt the power in his arms. She didn't seem to be the only one distracted today. Eloisa couldn't help but notice the way his hands lingered over her toned thighs as slipped into a side mount. Or how when posting in the guard he was keeping his waist very tight and his hands dangerously close to her breasts. In fact for once he wasn't on her to keep her guard high. Chuck seemed content to leave her guard low placing his dick only a few thin layers of clothing away from her most intimate parts.
Always a fighter she took advantage of the fact his eyes seemed be drawn to the sports bra peeking out of her gi. With a quick move she attempted to sweep him, but instead found he reversed it in a way he hadn't shown her yet. She ended up on her flat on her stomach with Chuck swiftly mounting her back. He slipped one arm around her neck. The other taking a post along her chest, tight against her to prevent a roll. His feet hooked into her legs spreading them apart. He sunk his waist deep against hers. It was a classic position and a strong one for Chuck but it had never felt so erotic to her. He kept his hips in a deep base, tight to hers. She could feel some of his weight against her, keeping her down. Control the hips and head he would always tell her. He was. With his arm around her she couldn't twist her upper body. Her legs were equally disadvantaged with the hooks sunk in on her legs and his waist pressed tight against hers .
"Okay just tap me and get it over with." she said.
"No.. um you need to learn to work from here." his voice had a different sound. She wasn't sure what she heard but it seemed to be deeper, softer but almost embarrassed. She couldn't see his face so she didn't have much to go on. He outweighed her by a lot and there was little chance she could escape. Stubborn only begins to describe her so she began to fight. Fight hard. She struggled to snake her hips to the side. It ground her body into the floor and at the same time into him. His head was close enough to her that she could hear his ragged breathing gentle in her ear.
They had just started training. He usually could go hours but tonight he seemed to be breathing hard after only a few minutes. Not for the first time she thought about how easily he could force himself on her. She couldn't resist if he did. The thought both frightened her and turned her on a little. The two forces making her feel those butterfly stomach things. She hadn't been feeling them with the guy she was dating off and on very often lately. It felt good to know she was desired.
Finally Chuck got up and walked into the bathroom quickly. He didn't come out for a few minutes and when he did his face was red. He seemed to be flushed and embarrassed. When he got back to the mat he got on his back and told her to work arm bars. He placed both arms straight up . She took the mount, sitting on his chest. She alternated grabbing the left then the right arm. She would swing her body around holding the arm close, pressed between her breasts, her waist tight to his arm until her body was sideways to his then slip to her back. It would often press his elbow into her pussy while she flexed her hips up. She repeated this motion over and over again. Often he asked her to perform 50 or more at a time. She was close to that number when she realized she had been placing his arm right between her legs every time. Each time she would flex till he tapped, holding his elbow on her pussy lips. Sometimes when it wasn't tight he would turn it left or right to try an escape. This just rubbed it deeper, opening her up more.
After she was done with that exercise Chuck rolled her onto her back in a swift motion. He began working out of her guard again. He climbed to the mount and got her arms pinned down and brought his chest to hers. His mouth was close to her neck. She tried to escape but with his size and practice she knew it wouldn't happen. He laughed and she was not happy.
He whispered in her ear. "You are stuck and at my mercy." Then he did what to him must have been an evil laugh but it sounded more like he just had something in her throat.
Not many things beat Eloisa and she was damned if she would let him ever have that much control. She did the only thing she could and began kissing his ear. She didn't even think about it but she was very stubborn and was willing to win at all costs. Her tongue was teasing him. She felt him go soft and limp against her.... Well most of him was soft and limp. Some was very much not... She felt his hardness growing against her stomach. She continued kissing his neck, her hands slid out from under him. Kissing his neck, she turned his head further to the side. Her tongue tasted a slight saltiness from their training that was not unpleasant at all.
She pushed his head further to the side and kept kissing his neck, lower and lower. Then suddenly she pushed and twisted her hips, throwing Chuck to the side and onto his back... She laughed as she took the strong position from him. She kept herself low and dug herself in to prevent getting rolled again. He pulled her close. She could still feel his hard dick pressing against her.