Helen wore a plain white ghi with her black belt. Her partner for today, Jake, also wore his brown belt, which he had earned only recently.
Helen bowed to Jake, then they squared off. Jake made the first move, a kick. Helen dodged it, then they went back. Helen went in for a punch, Jake dodged it. Jake tried a kick from the other side. It connected, but just barely. As the kick landed, Helen yelled and punched on the opposite side. It landed firmly. Jake winced a bit. They squared off again. Jake moved to make a punch, but pulled it and went in with a kick to the side. It landed. Helen shook it off. Jake tried another punch. Helen grabbed his arm and threw him to the floor. He landed hard. He got up, they both bowed. The spar was over.
Helen walked down the street, her gym bag over her shoulder. She was still a little sweaty from her workout at the dojo. Up ahead, she saw a sailor smoking a cigarette. Not an unusual sight in Honolulu in these times. As she passed, the sailer called out, “Hey baby, I can make you sweat!”
He never knew what hit him. Next thing he knew, he was on the ground and his ribs really hurt on his left side. Helen smiled at him, “Who’s sweating now, sailor?” and continued on her way. The sailor didn’t get up right away. He winced in pain and held his side. Helen knew just how hard to hit to make him remember it, but cause no serious damage.
Helen’s place was just off the beach in Waikiki. It technically belonged to her parents, but it was hers to use. Beverly was in the kitchen, she looked at Helen as she came in. “Good workout?” Helen rolled her eyes, “Yeah, until this idiot sailor made me deck him.” Bev looked back at her. “What did he do?” Helen gave her a steely gaze. “Just the usual tomfoolery.” Bev smiled, “Did you teach him a lesson?” Helen smiled back, “Yep!” They both chuckled. Helen passed Bev, leaned in and softly kissed her. Bev smiled at the kiss, but then made a face, “You need a shower.” Helen smiled, “Join me?”
Helen stripped off her workout clothes, turned on the shower and looked in the mirror. She liked what she saw, posed a little bit. She got in the shower. The hot shower felt so good after a workout. All of a sudden, a hand reached past the curtain and slapped her butt. “You!” Bev got in with Helen, put her arms around her and kissed her passionately. They parted a bit, Bev grabbed the soap. “Car Wash!” She started rubbing the soap all over Helen’s body. Bev’s back was to the shower head, so most of the water cascaded down her shapely body. Helen was covered with lather. Bev put the soap down and started with Helen’s breasts. She gently squeezed and caressed them, with special attention to the nipples, which were now on full alert.
With her other hand, Bev reached between Helen’s legs. “Very dirty down here.” Helen closed her eyes. “Yes, very.” Taking the other hand away from Helen’s breasts, Bev reached around behind Helen, gently massaging her ass, then reached in to rub her asshole with soap. Helen moaned softly. Bev pulled her in, put her arms around her. The water flowed over both of them.
After toweling off, They both jumped in bed, wet hair and all. Bev whipped at Helen with her wet hair. Helen screamed in mock surprise. She then grabbed Bev by the hair and pulled her in for a wet kiss. With their mouths wide open, their tongues explored everywhere, their mouths, lips, cheeks, chins. Then Bev got a wild look in her eyes, stared directly at Helen, who let out a little squeal because she knew what was coming next.
Bev ran her tongue down Helen’s neck, which made her shiver a bit. She traced a line to Helen’s breast, and around the nipple. She hesitated, and breathed softly on Helen’s nipple, which she knew was very sensitive. Helen gasped, and Bev latched onto the nipple and started sucking. Helen quivered a little, and sighed softly. With her hand, Bev reached down between Helen’s legs, rubbing her gently, Now Helen was getting excited. She moaned, “Oh Bev, yes!”
Bev could feel Helen’s wetness, she slipped a finger in her pussy. Moving down, she started gently kissing, licking and sucking Helen’s clit. She put a second finger in her pussy and started gently thrusting her fingers in and out. She pushed her fingers in deeply and used her thumb to tease Helen’s asshole. Between the tongue and the fingers, Helen became lost in what Bev was doing. Her moans became screams as Bev knew just what to do. Her screams peaked, then fell a bit. Bev did not stop, and Helen’s voice raised again, louder this time, more intense. Helen’s body quaked, and then subsided. Bev stopped, and started kissing her thighs softly. Helen pulled her up and pressed her mouth onto Bev’s, their tongues swirling around one another.
Helen lay back on the bed. “You’re going to kill me one day!” Bev laid down next to her, putting her head on Helen’s shoulder. Helen smiled at her. “Ready for round two?” Bev gave her a knowing look. “Slay me!”
“Positions!” Helen called to her teammates. Her friend Kathy took her place at the net, on the right end, Helen was on the left. The serve was perfect, past Helen and Kathy and barely clearing the net with good speed. The ball was placed in an open spot, so one of the opposing players had to dive to the sand to get the ball. She just barely managed the return, the ball just made it over the net. Helen was right there, and gently rolled it back over the net. They could not return the ball, point over.
Helen’s turn to serve. She tossed the ball, made good contact, but the ball went into the net. “That hasn’t happened in a long time!” She thought to herself. “What the hell?” Side out.
Helen was off. She didn’t know why, but the match was not going well for her. She had even lost her patience with one of her teammates. The coach motioned her out, sending one of her teammates to replace her. “You need a break.”, he said to her. “Why? This isn’t fair!” He grabbed her by the arm. “Calm down! This isn’t going to help.” Helen looked down at the coach’s hand gripping her arm. “Let me go!” He wouldn’t let go. She wrenched free. Helen glared at him, “Don’t you ever touch me again!”