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.