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Karate erotiKaz 3; .
Although I live in the UK, I think it’s safe to assume most of my site visitors are from the USA. So as such I will try to use as much as I know regarding their/ your terminology. I.e. trainers/sneaker jeans/pants etc. (I should be a diplomat lol) I will also try to limit the use of karate terminology so that those who don’t know it wont need to learn it. (hell I’m a nice girl).

I can’t think of anything more sexy and erotic as Karate, especially when used for SEX. Yup that’s right, I use my skills in karate in order to get what I want sexually. Hell! A lot of the time my opponent gets a sexual kick from it to, whether they want it or not. Being the bitch I am, it don’t matter if it’s male or female. Either way, if I want to have some fun, then I will have what I want. 

So far I have never failed to make a person cum using my feet if that’s what I set out to do. I consider my feet weapons of destruction and tools of great pleasure. Amazing how a female foot can hold so much power over another person, especially when that foot is connected to someone who not only practises karate, but also enjoys the pleasure a foot can give.

My sister and me even have a life long tournament between each other. Who will have the most foot fun with the most people. The rules between us are quite simple.

1.         The person must have a climax brought on by feet.

2.         You can’t count the same person twice. (so all the footsex she gives her boyfriend doesn’t count).

3.         No using each others present partners to score on (that’s fine I don’t have one) 

4.         and an unwilling female counts as two.

The golden rule is NO LIES to each other.

So far I’m way ahead of her, but I guess its because I’m a little more extreme and hate the thought of losing. So what does the winner get? And when does it end. Well it ends when one of us decides she no longer wants to play, and the winner gets 3; 3; Mmmmm I better ask her about that, I don’t think we ever did decide what the winner gets.  

I’m going to start with a random experience and then I will probably progress into some kind of order as time goes on. Mind you I’ve got a habit of changing my mind on that one to.

Most of you who read my interview and know me from my writings will know that I don’t give much thought for peoples feelings as I’m living this life for me. believe me I don’t mind being a little cruel sometimes to get what I want. So I suppose I’m a little extreme to, I’ve been studying karate since I was 9 years old which is about 17 years practise. But now I’m rambling.

I have also got a few girlfriends who share my lifestyle (trying to get them on site to) and between us we have had loads and loads of exciting hot fun together.

The first guy I wanked and made CUM was when I was 13, yeah I know later starter but I have made up for it since. He was 11, not that it made any difference to us lot and I did have a couple of my friends help me.

It happened after school and we had all been to a local youth club, which finished kinda early even for us. So the three of us decided to hit the local bus shelters to hang out as it really was to early to head home and there was plenty of daylight time left.  Tasha was the first to notice this boy and whistled at him, which drew our attention as well. He must have thought all his birthdays had come at once, seeing us three watching him. Then she sort of burst his bubble and shouted to him, “what the fuck you looking at perv?” poor guy shrugged his shoulders and turned away again.

I couldn’t believe it, the only piece of meat around for miles was probably him, and loud mouth Tasha went and said that. It was our other friend Sue who suggested that we go over and have a little fun for ourselves. I knew exactly what she meant, and agreed to play along. Obviously Tasha wasn’t going to turn down a little fun either, so we all went over to him.

I got the ball rolling asking if he fancied my friend Tasha?   It was a little to dark to see if he was blushing, but he sure seemed nervous and coy moving about looking at the floor. Sue chirped in saying “hey, my friend asked you a question!”

Before he could reply to her I said, “Maybe you fancy me instead” again he shrugged his shoulders being all shy. Tasha then said “well if you don’t fancy us maybe boys are more your thing” we finally got a response when he said “I’m not gay” so Tasha told him to prove it. “yeah prove it I told him” not really thinking how he could.

Tasha as usual solved that problem though, before he could ask how, she said, “come with us and prove your not gay”. Now this could be interesting fun I thought, and I knew just the place we could take him too. He was a little reluctant saying his bus would be here soon. We had never seen the guy before now, but Tasha said she had seen him around our here often, and she didn’t mind telling his friends that she saw him with his boyfriend.

What chance did the poor boy have against us lot. None whatsoever, so he agreed to come with us. Near the bus shelters is an old derelict factory, so we went to one of the old buildings there. Sue stood watch at the doorway and also made sure he could run off, then Tasha and me stood in front of him, and told him to drop his jeans so we can have a good look at him.

First thing he said was “no way”. Now I got no idea what he thought we took him there for, but it sure hell wasn’t to question him, and told him so. I told him again to drop his jeans, but he wasn’t having any of it and went to push past us. Tasha pushed out with both hands to his chest, making him stumble back a little. Pathetic I thought, because a push like that wouldn’t knock a brush over. So before he could recover from it I gave him a sweeping kick, using my inner foot to kick his outside ankles.

The only direction he was going from that was down, and as he was flat on his back. I quickly stood over him and put the heel of my sneaker-clad foot on his neck just below the ear. This has two effects. First it feels like your chocking (but your not) and secondly that pressure point hurts like hell when pressed. So I’m telling him don’t struggle or its light out. Tasha burst out laughing at his predicament calling him a fairy, and sue came away from the door for a better look giggling like usual.

As I had him pretty much under control I told Tasha to unbuckle his belt and get his jeans down. At that point he started to struggle to I applied a bit more pressure to stop him, saying “now don’t be silly, we just want to look that’s all” for her part sue stood on his ankles so he couldn’t move his legs so much either. Having got his belt undone and opened his jeans up, Tasha pulled his pants down over his cock.

Now bear in mind I hadn’t seen a real cock before, but I’m sure it was meant to be bigger than what I was seeing. For the last couple of years all we had heard from boys is how big their cocks are, and here was this one, hardly worth the mention. As we all laughed at him sue said “fucking hell, my baby brother has more to offer than that” which made us laugh even more, because her brother was only about 5.

Now we had his cock in full view, Tasha went the next step and brushed it acouple times with the back of her hand. WOW instant result, he stopped struggling and I saw his cock give a twitch. Sue who was still stood on his ankles couldn’t see it, so she came round to stand beside Tasha. When she noticed his cock was already starting to harden, she said “you disgusting little perv it’s rude to point with that thing” it was going to be a night off giggles I thought, as we all laughed at her comment.

She brushed Tasha’s hand away with her sneaker-clad foot and started to roll his cock under her sole. Now anyone who has smelled the inside of a teen girls sneaker will know it absolutely stinks. We can’t help it blame Reebok or someone. Now mine have been on all day long, so I knew when I take it off he wasn’t going to like my next move. Since he was pre-occupied by sue rolling his cock hard under her sneaker, I removed my foot from his neck and took one of my sneakers off.

As I did that, he gave a yell and sue wasn’t rolling his cock she was almost standing on it saying it wont go down. Yet more laughing. He looked up to see what she was doing but I put my smelly sweaty sock clad foot on his face and pushed his head back down. My god it smelt so bad I thought he was going to throw up when he heaved. Both girls smiled at me saying “nice one Kaz” and I rolled my foot about on his face.

Although me and sue had been have some heavy fun together lately, Tasha didn’t know it. So she seemed to think that we just thinking alike using our feet. Although Sue’s foot wasn’t moving about at all, his cock didn’t go limp it just remained stiff under her sole.

He could protest all he wanted, because only muffled noise was coming out with my foot on his mouth and nose. It felt pretty cool doing all this to him, and his breath felt warm on my foot even through my sock. Sue began to resume the verbal assault on him again saying “if you don’t make your cock go down, we’re going to tell everyone what a prevy boy you are flashing at us” and she removed her foot to look at it. Tasha then sat on his chest facing his cock, to watch sue at work. But there was no way I was going to be left out either.

I removed my foot from his face and knelt down by his waist. Then using two fingers and a thumb I lifted his tiny cock from his belly. My god, it nearly leapt out of my fingers when I touched it, and I told him “to keep fucking still” as he was starting to struggle again. Tasha giggled and said “see if you can make him cum Kaz”  then sue chimed in asking him “would you like that perve, do you want my friend to make you cum”.

I didn’t wait for his answer, I just went ahead and wanked him between my two fingers and thumb while he groaned out a half hearted noooo. It felt totally awesome wanking this boy, whether he wanted it or not, I was going to at least see if I could make him cum. My fingers were stroking quit fast up and down his hard but little cock, and then he started to squirm about a lot more. It only took a few seconds before he thrashed and heaved about like a fish out of water, having a climax. His legs where thrashing about and it even looked like he was trying to buck Tasha off him.

It was hard work trying to keep my fingers wanking him, and the three of us were totally mesmerised as his cum was shooting out of his cock and onto my stroking fingers and wrist. Tasha exclaimed “fucking wow, look at that” and sue giggle saying “my god Kaz he’s having a fit or something”. Believe me, we didn’t give a thought for him at that time, all we could think about was the show he was giving us.

Next his cum diminished to a dribble before stopping, and he went totally limp under Tasha who was still sitting astride him. I raised my fingers up to my mouth and tasted a bit of his cum with the tip of my tongue, and then I wiped my hand in his pants telling him “explain that little mess to your mother”. I don’t think he particularly cared because; there certainly wasn’t any fight in him anymore.  

After that we giggled and left him there as we went took ourselves home, telling him to say nothing to anyone. Neither of us had ever noticed him school, but we sure recognised him when a we saw him there a couple weeks later, looking a little wary as we approached him with his friends. But for some reason none of us even acknowledged him.