Rex swung his staff, parrying the opponent's oncoming swing. Leaving one hand on the staff, the other formed a fist that charged forward. Hitting empty air, he was forced to step back from an axe-kick aimed at his head.
He tried to catch that leg before it came down. His attempt was halted as the other leg kicked up. Surprised, he stepped back as his opponent cartwheeled backwards.
Now with some distance from his opponent, Rex stared into their eyes as he swung his staff in a blur of motion. With most enemies, this technique would have disconcerted them as they tried to follow its path.
This opponent, with their sea blue-eyes, only continued to stare into Dustin's own. He saw no hesitation as they charged towards him. He returned none with his charge.
Their swings collided in the middle of the dojo, clacking as both began pushing against each other. Rex knew he had a good position, crouched forward to try and match his opponent's strength. Forward, he pushed against his opponent's guard, feeling it weaken as he continued.
In seconds, his face was soon met with hers. As their mutual effort continued, he took in the blue eyes beneath a bald head, the pert nose, and those cute cheeks he would have pinched if he didn't need both hands on the staff. Stepping forward, he asked "ready to settle our bet?"
The question brought a smile to her lips. With the cultured accent, the one that always turned him on, she answered "why, yes I am." With her reply, she stepped forward to bring her lips impacting into his. Her petite body, with taut muscle stretched tight around delicious curves, pressed through her gi against his.
As Rex tasted her lipstick, which made him think of relaxing berries on a summer day, she hooked one leg behind his knee. Then, as she pulled his staff away from him, she somehow turned to the side and sent Rex hurtling toward the ground.
Looking up, he saw the ceiling light haloed around her head. Blinded by her angelic appearance, he then found the staff she held pointed at his chest. As she leaned forward, Ella whispered, "I win today."
Rex could only grunt "of course you did. I decided I felt like losing today."
"Oh?" Her lips pouted around the question. Those round, berry-sweet lips. "Are you sure you wouldn't have preferred to win?" she asked, straddling his chest with both legs beside him.
"Maybe," he admitted, "but I can't say I mind." He grasped her thighs with his hands, pulling her up his chest. Scrolling her profile, a sultry silhouette in the dojo's lighting, he grinned with satisfaction. "It'll be fun either way."
Through a turn of his body, Rex pushed against Ella and flipped their positions. Now, with their positions reversed, he began helping Ella out of her gi's bottom. After all, according to their bet, the loser would have to orally pleasure the winner. As they unwrapped the belts holding their gei in place, Rex considered the bet's result.
On one hand, he still wanted Ella's lips wrapped around his hard cock. The image of her bobbing head moving up and down, as her tongue twirled around him was still delightful.
On the other hand, now that they were both naked, with a moist pussy was in front of him, he decided he just wanted a taste.