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Strike First Strike Hard No Mercy	By : MTL Category: 1 through F > Cobra Kai Views: 8697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tory Nichols had been invited to come and hang out with Sam LaRusso. Not so long ago, the idea would've been laughable. Actually, now Tory thought about it, it felt like a lifetime ago. Six months wasn't that long, but so much had happened since then. Things between Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do had escalated beyond what anyone could have predicted, and her hands weren't exactly clean. God knows Sam's weren't. But they could both admit, things had gotten out of hand, and they had no idea how to get out of it. It was actually getting pretty scary, especially because as far as anyone knew, the two girls hated each other. It was meant to make things easier, but in reality, it only made things harder.
It certainly wasn't fun sneaking in and out of each other's houses. Well, it had been at first, but it was getting extremely old. And Tory was getting the impression that Sam's parents were getting suspicious. Of course, they probably just thought she was dating a boy from Cobra Kai, not her supposed rival. It was the kind of drama that no one need it, and Tory would have stayed the hell away from, if the sex wasn't as good as it was. Or at least, that's what she told herself. More importantly, it was the only way this thing between them could work. Unfortunately, she got the impression that Sam wanted to say something about it. She was afraid of what she was going to say, but ultimately she got tired of waiting to hear it.
"What?" Tory exclaimed in frustration.
"What?" Sam frowned.
"You wanna say something, just say it?" Tory pushed.
Which led to a long pause, in which Tory questioned if she really should tempt fate like this. Things were as good as they were going to be between herself and Sam. Hell, it felt like this was as good as it gets for her. Sure, she'd had a series of terrible jobs over the last six months, and she seemed to hate each one more than the last. And she was barely scraping by at school, despite being tutored by Sam, because she was stupid, and barely had time to study. And things in Cobra Kai were just getting worse and worse. But, she had Sam. She had Sam LaRusso in the only way she could, and trying to push that would ruin it. They both knew it, but despite this, the other girl just had to push...
"Soooooo, where do you think you'll be next year?" Sam asked, trying to sound encouraging, yet nonchalant, but totally coming across as awkward, and knowing it.
"What?" Tory frowned, not liking where this was going.
"You know...." Sam continued, just as openly as before, "For college?"
"You serious?" Tory glared.
Which almost had Sam backing down, again, but instead she held her ground, and somewhat firmly said, "Yes."
Which started along staring contest, which ended with Tory actually chuckling, "God, that's hilarious."
"I wasn't joking." Sam whined.
"I know, that's why it's funny." Tory sighed, before pointing out, "Look, I get you live in this fantasy land where everything is sunshine and rainbows, but the rest of us peasants have to live in the real world. And in the real world, someone like me doesn't get to go to college. We work a series of dead-end jobs, get married, and have a bunch of kids so we can continue the vicious cycle."
"What about community college?" Sam countered, "There are plenty of places which are cheap, but might help you get your foot in the door somewhere."
"Maybe in a transparent attempt to show diversity, before hiring some dude bro." Tory grumbled.
"Or, you'll find something you're really good at, other than kicking my ass." Sam offered.
"Or fucking it." Tory grinned.
"Or that." Sam agreed with a blush.
There was a brief pause, and then Tory scoffed, "Not worth it."
Another pause, then Sam pointed out, "It would be a great excuse to go to parties, and get drunk."
"I go to college parties all the time." Tory countered, sighing as she pointed out, "When you look like this, you don't need to go to college, to get into college parties. And they're not that great. And I don't need to go to college as an excuse to experiment, or some bull-shit like that. I like fucking girls. I don't need to get drunk to give myself an excuse. I liked it before you, and I'll also like it WHEN you leave."
Yet another long pause, this one feeling longer than the others, and then Sam sighed, knowing this was going to start a fight, if they weren't in one already, "You know I don't want to leave you, right?"
"You will." Tory said nonchalantly, "Might as well be when you go to college."
"Haven't you been listening? I don't want that?" Sam snapped with frustration, "If we break up, that's on you. I'm trying to save this relationship."
"Relationship? What relationship?" Tory questioned, "We're fuck buddies. Nothing more."
"In the beginning, maybe. But not now." Sam argued, quickly continuing before Tory had the chance to counter, "Or didn't you notice the fact that we've been hanging out a lot lately, without having sex? Or fighting each other? Sure, we've done both, but we've also just watched Netflix, or bitched about teachers, families and friends, and everything else. And sure, we never said we couldn't date other people, but have you? Dated other people, I mean? Or had sex with anyone who wasn't me in the last six months? Huh? No, I didn't think so. And guess what, that means we've been dating this whole time. But if you're too stubborn to admit it, or just don't want to fight for this, that's on you."
Yet another long pause, this one longer than the others, and then Tory softly said, "My Mom and Dad fought all the time, until he left us. That taught me everyone leaves. You will too. But it also taught me that if there was going to be an exception to that rule, it wouldn't be based on a relationship with a couple fights every single fucking day."
"We're not your parents." Sam pointed out, before pleading, "Please Tory, don't let your fear ruin what we have."
"Enemies with benefits?" Tory quipped.
Yet another long pause, this one the longest yet, then Sam got off of her bed, where she had been sitting, and then ordered challengingly, "Hit me."
"What?" Tory frowned.
"Hit me." Sam repeated, before scoffing, "I remember a time you wouldn't need to be asked twice."
"I'm just getting over my shock. After all, you still haven't agreed to take that spanking I keep asking for." Tory smirked, getting off the same bed, and then taking a fighting stance in front of her opponent. Then after a few long seconds, she pushed "What are you doing? Put your hands up! You're the one who wanted to fight, aren't you? Or are you being a pussy?"
"No, I told you, I didn't want to fight. I want to prove a point." Sam said softly and calmly, using all her training to stay that way as she continued, "We're not who we were when all of this started. I... I care about you. And I think you care about me too. That whether you want to admit it or not, we're together. And we're happy. You, you make me happy, Tory. You challenge me every single day, keep me on my toes, and I love that about you. But you also know when to back off, and give me some space. And I like to think that I do the same for you. But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we're the same enemies we always were. So, if I am wrong, you shouldn't have a problem with hitting me in the face."
Yet another long pause, then Tory grumbled, "That isn't very sporting, now is it?"
"Sporting? You're Cobra Fucking Kai!" Sam laughed, "Strike First, Strike Hard, No Mercy? Remember? So stop being a pussy, and just do it! Hit me, you bitch!"
This spoiled little rich bitch knew she was pushing her luck. They both knew it. Her words were pouring gasoline on the anger Tory was feeling towards her, for unnecessarily starting this verbal fight between them, when all she had to do was keep her mouth shut, and they would be all good. So with her fist tightening painfully, Tory decided to take the bait. And why not? Miyagi-Do was all about self-defence, and there was no way in hell that it's Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso wouldn't automatically counter any attack, when she had been trained to do so since birth. So the dirty blonde launched into attack, aiming directly for the brunette's face. Starting with a left, then a right, and then finally a spin kick.
As predicted, not a single blow landed. It came as close as it could to connecting without doing so, but it never actually did. But not, as was reasonable to expect, because Sam stopped it. No, Sam just stood there with an annoyingly calm expression on her face, as Tory stopped each attack in the last minute. Which was exactly the opposite of what Tory had been trained to do, and caused an even more frustrating looked across the face of the other girl. One which basically said, 'I told you so'. Which ironically almost made the blonde finally hit the brunette. Almost. But no, once again Tory Nichols had been effortlessly humiliated by Sam LaRusso. And poor Tory just couldn't take this particular humiliation. No, she let out a loud cry of anger and frustration, which of course, Sam just couldn't let go.
"Tory? I-" Sam began, only to be cut off.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Tory yelled before sitting on the bed, and sulking, "You're right, okay! I hate you, I really do. But... I really don't. We're enemies, but we're not. We can't be friends, and we can't be more, but I want to be. I hate your stupid face, but I wanna kiss it all the time. I hate everything you stand for, but you're pretty much the only good thing in my life. The only thing I look forward too. I love you, but I have nothing to offer. Especially not to someone like you. So please, please let's just end this before it gets worse. Because I can't follow you to college like a lost puppy, until you get tired of me. I just can't. I need to take care of my Mom, and baby brother. So please just don't, okay? Just don't..."
Yet another long pause, this one the longest yet, then when Sam was sure Tory was done, she kneeled down in front of the other girl, and told her, "I love you too."
"That's what you got from it?" Tory laughed, only just realizing she was literally crying, which was so fucking embarrassing.
"Yes." Sam said softly, before quickly adding, "And you're worried about the future. That's normal, and I can't guarantee what's going to happen. And I'm not stupid. I know the odds are against us. But just because most high school relationships don't workout, doesn't mean it isn't worth trying. And like I keep saying, I'm willing to try, if you are. Your family can come with us, or we can stay here for college. Or I could go to college, and you could just keep working the jobs you hate. But we'll figure it out. I just need you to promise me that you'll actually try, and you won't let your insecurities, or this Karate stuff, get in the way of what we both want. And we both want this, and you know it."
Yet another long pause, and then Tory whimpered, "I hate you."
"I hate you too." Sam smiled, her tone making it clear that she meant the opposite thing.
For a few long seconds the two girls stared at each other and then against her better judgment, Tory leaned forward and kissed Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso right on her stupid mouth. Sam then kissed back without hesitation, like she'd been expecting it. Because of course she had. Sam LaRusso always got what she wanted, and God help them all, she wanted Tory for some reason. Meaning that poor Tory never stood a chance. Maybe she never did. Maybe it was always her destiny to lose to Little Princess Sam LaRusso. Which made a lot of sense, and if it was true, this was better than any loss Tory could have hoped for, as it involved kissing this amazing girl, and so much more.
With that in mind, and trying to put an end to the mushy shit, Tory then broke that kiss, and softly asked Sam to, "Spank me?"
"What?" Sam frowned in confusion.
"I want you to spank me." Tory clarified with a wicked grin, and then protested, "What? You've been such a pussy about it, so how about you spank me, and then I get to spank you? Huh? That way you can be as gentle, or not so gentle, as you want. Mmmmmmmmm, but I'm hoping you give it to me hard and rough, so I can really give your spoiled little ass the beating it deserves."
There was a brief pause, then Sam softly asked, "And this is what you really want?"
"Yes." Tory said without hesitation, and then against her better judgment admitted, "We fight all the time, but if you're not in the mood for that, this is a way we can take out our aggression in another way. Or we can just make out and cuddle, or whatever. Your choice, LaRusso. I, I don't care. I just think your butt would look pretty all red and beaten."
Sam smiled at Tory's obvious attempt to deflect from the moment of mushiness, before pushing softly, "You really want this, huh?"
"Yes." Tory again replied without hesitation, quickly adding, "But, just because I want to spank your pretty little butt."
"Oh, of course." Sam said sceptically, before finally agreeing, "Okay."
"In that case, take off your clothes." Tory grinned wickedly.
"You first." Sam ordered firmly.
"Gladly." Tory eagerly replied and obeyed.
Out of the two of them, Tory was easily the most confident in taking off her clothes. Hell, she would be happy staying naked around Sam, if only the other girl was going to do the same. However, she had too admit, when she had first arrived there had been a little tension, which hadn't put them in the right mood. In fact, there had been a lot of tension lately, which had led too a lot less sex. Something that Tory was very much hoping to make up for now. And they were certainly on the right track, the blonde particularly enjoying teasing the brunette by bending over and pretty much sticking her ass right in the face of her Karate rival turned so much more. Oh yes, the look was truly priceless, even if she was pretty sure there was a similar look on her own face when Sam returned the favour.
"Well then, bend over." Sam ordered, when she was in position, which was somewhat undermined by the blush she knew crossed her face.
"Yes Mistress." Tory grinned flirtatiously, causing Sam to blush even more.
Then Tory did as she was told, bending over the knee of Sam LaRusso. Something she could have never imagined herself doing, even only a few minutes ago. And yet, she had thought of it a lot. Because she had done a lot of bad things in her life, but it had become so much worse since joining Cobra Kai. The natural rivalry between the two Dojos had turn increasingly violent, and Tory was at least partly to blame for it. And she had hurt Sam in the process. She wanted to be punished for that. But of course, this Perfect Little Princess just couldn't give her what she wanted. At least not right away. But that was okay, because maybe she would next time, after teaching the other girl exactly how to dish out a spanking.
Sam wasn't so sure that she wanted to receive this particular humiliation, which was one of the things holding her back right now. The whole point of learning Karate in the first place was to protect her from pain and humiliation. Yes, she had received both during sex with Tory Nichols, but nothing she didn't enjoy. At least on some level. But to get a kick out of their fights was one thing. Hell, even enjoying butt sex was kind of understandable, given that it could make her cum. But to actually enjoy being spanked would be a new low for her. One which of course, Tory would make sure she never lived down. And yet, honestly, part of her was curious about it.
Ironically, given how they met, and the rivalry which was very much still going on between them, Sam had grown to truly love Tory Nichols. And thankfully, she was now 100% sure the other girl felt the same way. But, as embarrassing as it was to admit, they both knew that Sam's favourite part of Tory was her ass. And vice versa, even then the brunette's little booty couldn't compared to the blonde's big fat ass, in Sam's admittedly biased opinion. It was just so beautiful, juicy, and it felt so, so good against her hands. Or her thighs. Hell, Sam just couldn't resist just staring at it for a few long seconds, which was then followed by grabbing onto it, and giving it a good squeeze.
Which of course is to Tory whining, "Get on with it, LaRusso."
"LaRusso? What happened to, Mistress?" Sam teased.
"Do something to earn that title, and maybe I'll think about it." Tory grumbled.
Sam chuckled, then reassured, "Just taking a moment to savour your pretty little ass. But, if you insist..."
With that, Sam lifted her hand up, and bought it crashing down upon Tory Nichols's bottom. Admittedly it was not hard at first, but it was hard enough to get a very satisfying cry to escape the other girl's lips. Something which was repeated easily, as despite Sam only pausing briefly, before delivering three more strikes just like that last one, the stubborn bitch did a remarkably good job of keeping her mouth shut, with little sound coming out. And while the brunette was pretty sure that she could get such a thing out of the blonde, it wasn't worth trying really. At least not at first. No, the last she wanted to do was piss Tory off, so the next half-dozen blows were gentle, and came in between plenty of groping to soothe that pain away.
Of course, this ironically just pissed Tory off, who complained, "Come on LaRusso, no mercy."
"That's Cobra Kai's thing, not mine." Sam pointed out.
"Sam please..." Tory snapped, before softening her tone as she forced herself to admit, "I need it."
There was a long pause, then Sam nodded her head, and said, "Okay."
Honestly, Sam wasn't so sure it was. They had both hurt each other a lot on the way to Cobra Kai vs Miyagi-Do, and she wasn't sure she wanted to do this. And not because she just didn't want to hurt the other girl. But Tory had used her real name, which prove that she was serious about this. So, against her better judgment, Sam began increasing the force of the strikes, until she was giving it everything she had. It still wasn't entirely without mercy, as she paused every so often, and continued caressing that big bottom. But at least she could claim that was about her own enjoyment, if Tory questioned it. Even if they both knew that would be a lie. Well, it was definitely adding to her enjoyment, but it wasn't the main reason she was doing it.
Tory was a little annoyed about the pausing, but it didn't really matter when she was given the glorious pain she had been hoping for. Hell, this was the best had been hoping for, and there was definitely something to be said for having someone treat her butt like a piece of meat they could fondle and slap whenever they wanted. But the pain was her main focus, and again, after everything that had happened, it kind of felt like she had earned this, and more. Therefore, each blow was weirdly cathartic, and instead of begging for mercy, Tory got very close to begging for more. Which would be outside Sam's comfort zone for sure, but if she asked, she just might get it, and thus making it very, very tempting.
Alas it was not to be, and all too soon Sam not only bought the spanking to an end, but pretty much massaged any lingering pain she felt away. Although that might have been because Tory was now whimpering, and even weeping. God, it was so pathetic, but she couldn't stop. Not right away, at least. Hell, it took a few long seconds to even realize it, and then she was deeply embarrassed. Especially because, again, the physical pain wasn't that bad. Especially given what she could get through training, or even a match. So if anything, these tears were actually ones of joy, for feeling like she was getting what she deserved. Which, for better or for worse, she knew she was going to have to explain to the other girl.
"Are you okay?" Sam said softly.
"I'm fine!" Tory snapped, before softening her tone, "It's just... I don't know, cathartic? Or whatever. You know?"
"Not really." Sam said sceptically.
"Oh come on, Princess..." Tory scoffed, before questioning, "You've never done anything you feel guilty about? Never wanted to be punished for it? For being a bad girl?"
Sam blushed as certain things admittedly came to mind, before unconvincingly lying, "No."
"Yeah, because that was convincing." Tory grinned wickedly, getting to her feet and then stretching before proceeding, "Well, you're in luck, Princess. Because you're about to find out what it's like. Mmmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm gonna beat that pretty little ass until it's as red as a stoplight. Then you'll see what I mean."
"I don't know about that." Sam said nervously.
"Oh come on, LaRusso!" Tory whined, "We had a deal."
"And I didn't say I wasn't going to honour it." Sam quickly pointed out, "It's just..."
"Just what?" Tory frowned.
There was a long pause, then Sam softly demanded, "Are you my girlfriend?"
"What?" Tory questioned with another frown, taken off-guard by the question.
"I know you don't really want to hurt me. Not badly, anyway." Sam tried to explain, "It, it would just make me feel better. You know?"
Tory really, really didn't, but she would do anything for Sam, including this, so she eventually obliged, "I'm your girlfriend. And you're mine?"
"Definitely." Sam said bashfully, "I'm yours, so take care of me."
While that did seem to have some playfulness to it, Tory was still pretty baffled, and remained that way as she slowly sat down on the bed, and Sam bent across her lap. Well, she also did this slowly because she was still kind of sore back there, and there was a sweet bit of pain when she put all her weight on her butt. And Sam asked hers too. But it was buried by the thought of Sam LaRusso being her girlfriend. It was the kind of agreement made after a few real dates, not six months into fucking, and before and after a spanking was exchanged. Then again, this had always been an unusual arrangement between them, so in a weird way, it was kind of fitting.
In the end there, the result was the same. And even though there was a voice in the back of her head telling her this couldn't last, and she was just going to get hurt, Tory was mostly overwhelmed with happiness at the idea that Sam LaRusso actually wanted to be her girlfriend. And incredibly aroused at the idea that Sam LaRusso was hers. Something she wanted to hammer home, in a variety of ways, starting with a brutal spanking. Even though her thoughts just left her staring at her prize for a few long seconds, before reaching down to grab hold of it. Well that, and she was just returning the favour. After all, after the previous conversation, she didn't want to go too rough, too soon. Which after all, was kind of the point of the whole thing.
Despite this, Sam had the audacity of mocking Tory, "What happened to strike first, strike hard, no mercy?"
Tory frowned, "Weren't you just asking for the opposite?"
"Tory, that was like an hour ago." Sam pointed out smugly, "Besides, I thought you'd be all in by now."
It couldn't have been quite a long, but it was likely longer than Tory initially thought, which made her blush, and then huff, "Well, I was going to take it easy on my new girlfriend. But if you really want to play..."
Sam knew she was going to regret poking the bear, but she just couldn't help herself. Tory and she had always had that kind of relationship, but Miyagi-Do had taught her everything was about balance. And indeed, she didn't want Tory to be too rough with her, she also didn't want to spend all day bent over the other girl's knee, just waiting to get spanked. If anything, it was the anticipation of the strike which was worse. Especially, given her training in Miyagi-Do, with her Dad. And God, what a way to think of that time like this, but for better or for worse, his teachings had been used in ways which he could never have imagined, and she hoped he never would.
Luckily Sam was waiting for such unpleasant thoughts with the first hard strike to her backside. Which was more than enough to make her eyes go wide, and for her to let out a loud cry of pain because of it. And to her shame, she continued to have that kind of reaction to the rest of the initial spanking. Something which no doubt caused Tory a lot of enjoyment, but Sam just couldn't help herself. Because she was used to pain, and had prepared for it, but never like this. Never concentrating on that particular area. God, it was incredibly embarrassing. Which made her feel really, really guilty about inflicting this on Tory, even if her girlfriend had literally asked for it.
That last thought had Sam smiling widely, which in turn, finally allowed her to get her reactions under control. At least for a while. Oh yes, she was able to take the focus off of the pain of being spanked by Tory Nichols, in favour of thinking about how Tory Nichols was now officially her girlfriend. Technically, nothing had changed, given they had been together at the beginning of the night, but actually getting the stubborn bitch to admit it, and especially to call Sam her girlfriend felt like a real achievement. And it just made Sam so very happy, given that she wanted this, and was seriously beginning to doubt it would happen. Not because she wanted too, but because her girl would allow her insecurities to get the best of her. Or Sam would chicken out, or whatever.
All of those didn't save her indefinitely, though. No, while Tory was content for quite a while to simply give her a playful spanking, eventually she increased the force of the striking to at least what it had been during the end of the last one. Turnabout was fair play and all, but it wasn't exactly something Sam really enjoyed. Especially as it had her letting out some quite embarrassing sounds in the process. Although, she was very proud of herself for not crying, like Tory had. Because admittedly, she had made some mistakes in her past, but she was still just a kid, so it was natural for her to make mistakes. But hopefully her girlfriend also found this cathartic, which would make it worth it.
Tory did indeed find it cathartic. Not quite as much as receiving the same punishment, or punching Sam LaRusso in the face. Or better yet, fucking Sam LaRusso in the ass. But it was still pretty great, especially when she started dishing out some punishment. Although, unlike the other girl before her, she phased out the pausing in between. It wasn't for long, but it definitely led to a more severe spanking. One that Tory was hoping that she herself would receive next time, thanks to this particular butt beating. Otherwise, she really felt equally guilty about taking advantage of her sweet girlfriend. Especially as although it made her feel mushy and weak, she had to admit, she liked the thought of this Perfect Little Princess being her girlfriend. Being hers.
Which was why, as much as part of her wanted to keep this going for much longer than she did, maybe even enough to make the Miyagi-Do student beg for mercy from the Cobra Kai student. And maybe even deny her that mercy. Of course deep down, she knew she would never do that. Not to Sam. No, she stopped the spanking, probably long before she could even get to that stage, and then go right back to caressing the pain away. Which admittedly was a lot of fun, as she got to fondle and squeeze Sam's butt. However, the main focus was helping her girl. In fact, Tory could think of other, more effective ways she could take her mind off of what had just happened, and solidify their new relationship.
"You okay?" Tory asked softly, after a few long seconds of caressing.
"I've been better." Sam grumbled.
"I'm sure." Tory said dismissively, before asking, with a wicked grin, "Want me to kiss it better?"
"Yes." Sam said without hesitation, even though she knew what it really meant.
"Well then, bend over." Tory ordered with another wicked grin.
"Yes Mistress." Sam grinned back flirtatiously, impressing Tory in the process.
Of course, it was also an incredible turn on, especially considering that right after she said that, Sam LaRusso positioned herself in the centre of her own bed, on all fours, wiggling her cute little ass directly at Tory. Which was a breath-taking sight regardless of the circumstances, but right now, that ass was bright red from the spanking it had just taken. Fuck, LaRusso's butt discoloured so easy. Admittedly, that did leave Tory feeling a little guilty, but mostly, she was just incredibly turned on. Although, she thought with a smile, there was a way she could soothe her guilt, and get Sam prepared for what was about to happen to her. So that's exactly what she did, after retrieving a strap-on and some lube, of course. Then once everything was in place, she kneeled down behind the other girl, and pressed her lips to her butt.
She literally kissed someone's ass. That was pretty much unthinkable for someone like her, and times that like a billion, considering she was dealing with a girl she had hated with a passion. And yet there they were, Tory Nichols kissing Sam LaRusso's ass. Something that she was expecting the rich girl to mock her for, and rightfully so. But now, she simply cooed happily, perhaps proving that Tory had hit the other girl harder than she had intended. Or maybe she was just doing it, or a combination of both. Whatever. The point was, this reaction pushed the blonde to worship the brunette's backside much longer than she initially intended, and get a lot more into it than she thought she would, before finally moving on to her real target.
Sam was initially too shock to laugh at this, and while a little smile crossed her face, it felt too good to do something that would probably put a stop to it. Besides, she'd only just been able to talk Tory into going all in on their relationship, and the last thing she wanted to do now was ruined that by antagonizing her rival. Well, antagonize her in a way that she wouldn't like. But was she laughing at her? Yeah, that seemed like a bad idea. But also, she didn't find it as funny as she found it thrilling. Because wow, this was really Tory Nichols kissing Sam LaRusso's ass. Which made her Karate rival her ass kisser. Wow. She didn't want to antagonize her right now, but when they were settled in, and facing off in a tournament? Yeah, she was going to remind her girlfriend of this for sure. God, just imagining the look on her face right now was delicious.
As much as Sam enjoyed the feeling of soft lips covering her backside, she definitely welcomed Tory pressing her face deep in between those cheeks, and starting to lap hungrily at her most private hole. At her butt hole! Oh God, Sam had a girlfriend, who was now lapping away at her ass hole, getting it nice and ready for her to fuck. Tory Nichols was once again giving her a rim job, in preparation for lesbian anal sex. Which was still overwhelming to her, even though they had done it a bunch of times now, among other twisted things. In fact, those things echoed in her mind for a few long minutes, as she received a nice long soothing rim job from her Karate rival.
Then Tory pulled her head back, spread those meaty cheeks with both hands and then obviously collected a great deal of saliva in her mouth, before spitting it out, onto Sam's back door. She then rubbed that saliva in with her tongue, repeating this process a few times, seemingly just to make it extra nasty. Then she actually pushed that tongue as deep as it would go into Sam's butt. Which felt even further than it should, given just how frequently that hole was used. Hell, both girls had taken to spending most of their time apart wearing butt-plugs. That way they stayed nice and open. Or at least, Sam did. Tory said she did the same, but as they both preferred to prepare each other this way, Sam had never seen her wearing one, which she hadn't personally inserted up there.
Whatever the case, the result was the same. Namely a few long minutes of Tory tongue fucking Sam's butt, before ultimately replacing that tongue with a finger. And if anything, it slid even easier into that well-used fuck hole. Certainly in both cases, Sam let out a soft moan of enjoyment, which in turn, Tory didn't mock her for. At least not this time. Not that she ever had a leg to stand on, given they both loved giving and receiving this. Which was pretty much proven when they both moaned for additional finger being added, before ultimately being replaced by that big dick. Something which would've probably happened far sooner, but the brunette definitely appreciated the blonde thoroughly stretching her out first. Although admittedly, that could have been just to tease her.
"You ready for this, LaRusso?" Tory questioned mockingly, after sucking on the fingers which had just been in Sam's ass.
"Yesssssssssssss!" Sam moaned, reaching back and spreading her cheeks, without needing to be asked, "Fuck me, Tory. Please fuck me. Ooooooooooooh yessssssssss, butt fuck me, Mistress Tory. I wanna be butt fucked by Tory Nichols. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me in the butt, and make me your anal slut."
There was a brief pause, then Tory gently pushed, "Flip over. I want to look at your pretty little face, as I fuck you in the ass."
"Oh yes." Sam grinned enthusiastically, happily doing as she was told, "Fuck me like this, Mistress Tory. Mmmmmmmmm, fuck me however you want."
Tory was once again left staring at the prize in front of her, given that it was Sam LaRusso in all her glory. In fact, it was hard to concentrate on just one thing, her eyes darting back and forth for a number of minutes, before focusing on her target. Which, despite everything they had been through, a blush still crossed Sam's pretty little face. Although, given that she had been in the same position, Tory knew just how horribly embarrassing this felt, so she couldn't blame her. Even if she had nothing to be embarrassed about, as Tory's mouth watered seeing the other girl's perky little titties, with wonderfully hard nipples on top. Beneath that, of course, was Sam's cunt. Oh fuck, Sam LaRusso's cunt was wet for her, what they had just done, and the thought of what was about to happen.
Beneath that was her target right now. The one that she had been stretching out with her fingers, to make sure it was nice and ready for some attention. Namely, Sam LaRusso's ass hole. Something that, despite her embarrassment, the brunette continued to put on perfect display, keeping her legs spread as high up and as far apart as possible, so that the blonde had all the access she could need. It wasn't the best look, especially compared to the last position, but like Tory said, this would allow her to look into the other girl's eyes as she stretched that forbidden yet frequently used hole, reminding this poor little rich girl she was her anal slut. Just as she was hers. Something that Tory tried to silently remind her girl, as she pressed the tip of her cock to her target, and locked eyes with her.
Despite how many times they had done this, this initially caused Sam to flinch adorably. However, to the credit of the seemingly sweet little goody-goody, she quickly forced herself to relax, and didn't tense up again, even when Tory began slowly but firmly pushing forwards, and thus stretching Sam LaRusso's ass hole. Oh yes, that slutty little fuck hole, that the spoiled little Princess called her back door, slowly began to stretch open for Tory's big dick, eventually allowing it to slide through, and into Sam LaRusso's rectum. Which understandably, had Sam crying out loudly. However, after everything they had been through, that cry was mostly of pleasure. And so was the expression on her face, and in her eyes.
Which unsurprisingly continued to be the case as Tory continued slowly pushing forwards, and thus causing inch after inch of that strap-on to slide through Sam's back hole and deep into her back passage. Something which Tory usually loved to watch, but this was a nice change of pace, and maybe even just as satisfying. Oh yes, Tory felt so very satisfied at the sight of mostly pleasure on the face of Sam LaRusso, as she stuffed her strap-on into that hot little bitch's tailpipe. In fact, she wondered if she should be doing this more often. Or, at the very least, position a mirror so that she could enjoy both those truly wonderful sights at the same time. Then again, locking eyes in a mirror wasn't nearly as good, so maybe this really was better?
Sam really loved staring into Tory's eyes during sex, as the stubborn girl was so busy concentrating on what she was doing, she didn't think about pretending to hate her. Admittedly, that had become increasingly less convincing, and while Sam still got the occasional glare, for the most part Tory was looking at her with affection, lust and perhaps even love. And it was now confirmed to be love, it was so, so much better. Well there was also still very much lust there too, but that too only made it better. Then there was the fact that they were staring lovingly into each other's eyes, while one was filling the other's ass hole full of strap-on cock, making this a delightfully new and exciting experience for them.
It was one that they probably both wished could last forever, or at least longer than it did, but inevitably, their bodies came to rest against each other, announcing that once again Tory Nichols had buried every single inch of her cock into Sam LaRusso's butt. Something which Tory would normally take great pleasure in taunting her about, but for better or for worse, her Karate rival remained silent. Which was mostly a good thing, as it seemed appropriate for this more romantic ass fucking, but honestly, at the same time Sam kind of missed the wonderfully nasty words her girl gave her during sex. Especially this type of it. Although it was hard to complain when the butt fucking officially began.
Especially because Tory silently encouraged Sam to wrap her legs around her, while leaning down to kiss her, making this whole thing much more romantic. Well, initially she was kissing her cheek, and then going down to her neck, but that just gave Sam a chance to savour the feeling of that dildo pumping in and out of her butt hole nice and slowly, quickly reminding that hole that it's true purpose was to take cock. More importantly, it was made to take Tory's cock. Why else would this feel so good? Other than the fact that her girlfriend was really good at it. And there was that word again. Girlfriend. She had a girlfriend, who was fucking her in the ass, and it felt so good.
Then her girlfriend Tory Nichols bought their lips together, and then they became lost in gentle kissing, and ass fucking, for a few long glorious minutes. Or was it hours? Honestly Sam didn't know, and she didn't care. All she knew for sure was that she lost track of time, as she was bombarded by incredible mental and physical pleasure. Something that she was quite happy to last for as long as possible, and her short tempered counterpart was able to hold off for a while before insisting on more. Although not increasing her own thrusts, but instead flipping them over, and making Sam do it. Not that she in anyway had a problem with that.
"Ride me, LaRusso. Mmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, ride me with your slutty little ass hole!" Tory gleefully encouraged, "Come on, ride me! Now! Fucking ride my cock like the butt slut you are! Ooooooooooh yesssssssssssssss, that's it, Princess. Bounce for me, mmmmmmmmmm, bounce on my big dick! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso loves my dick in her perfect little ass! Oh fuck, what a nasty little anal whore! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, that's it, LaRusso! Fuck that perfect little ass hole of yours, which was always meant to be a fuck hole! My perfect little fuck hole! Show just how much you love it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, ooooooooooh yesssssssssssss, good girl, good little anal loving bitch!"
While these words somewhat ruined the sweet and gentle romance which had come before, it was hard to complain, when it was pushing her closer to climax. Something that Sam didn't realize she needed quite as badly until this moment. Which in turn, only pushed her to obey. And that was exactly what she did, albeit after a few long seconds to gain her bearings. Of course, this was far from the first time they had done this. Hell, a few times she had even been allowed to ride that strap-on with her pussy. But this was far more appropriate for them, and Sam had no problem working her way up to a steady rhythm, much to Tory's delight. Something which was very clear, given her continued commentary.
It was very, very tempting to speed herself up even more, to see whether she could try and make herself cum. However, for better or for worse, she knew that wasn't what Tory wanted. No, the other girl would want her to ask permission first. And to be fair, so would Sam, when the roles were reversed. And she be expecting it very soon, when she turned the tables, and gave Tory Nichols's perfect ass the fucking it so desperately needed. Although right now, Sam was very much focused on her own needy ass hole. Which wasn't exactly hard, under the circumstances. In fact, it was hard to wait a reasonable time before begging for what she so desperately needed. Thankfully, a lifetime of training taught her exactly when the right time was to strike. Also, Tory helped. Kind of.
"You want something, Princess?" Tory teasingly pushed, which was either a sign it was the right time to beg, or a trap.
Hoping for the former Sam pleaded, "Oh please Tory, let me cum. Oh fuck, I need to cum so bad. Ooooooooooooh yessssssssssss, mmmmmmmmm, please... Mistress Tory, let me cum on your cock. Oh God, mmmmmmmmm, please? Please give me permission to cum with your cock up my ass. Ah fuck, it feel so good! Soooooooooooo goooooooooooddddddddddddd, aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk! But I need more! So please, Mistress Tory, let me cum like the little anal slut I am! Your little anal slut! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, ah fuck, allow me the privilege of making myself cum for you. Or do it yourself, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, or let's do it together. Whatever you want, just make me cum! Please?"
"I suppose that will do." Tory said nonchalantly, before pushing, "But you better thank me for the privilege."
"Oh thank you Tory! Thank you thank you THANK YOU!" Sam happily squealed, as she began to rapidly increase the pace, "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! THANK YOU MISTRESS TORY, AH FUCK!"
Thankfully Sam didn't have to wait too long to receive the permission she so desperately wanted in that moment. Something she made sure to show proper gratitude for, if only with her eyes, and her squeals of pleasure, as the ecstasy she was feeling robbed her of the ability to coherently say thank you anymore. Which from the looks of it, was more than enough for Tory. And it should be, given that was exactly the kind of thing she would be expecting in return. Oh yes, once again, Sam allowed a few long seconds to imagine Tory in her position right now, before ultimately, she was bought back to the current moment. Namely, this time, with the type of powerful climax she had been waiting for.
Unsurprisingly, Sam wasn't allowed to land the final blow. No, she might be Cobra Kai's star student, who prided herself in striking first, but Tory Nichols had always been about the second part of the famous slogan more than anything else. Oh yes, she struck hard by thrusting upwards into Sam's butt, triggering a powerful orgasm. It was then quickly followed by another, and another, and another, as Tory lived up to the last part of the slogan. Which was of course, no mercy. Although in this particular case, neither Karate student at any mercy for Sam LaRusso's ass hole, as they worked together to completely destroy it. And hopefully more importantly, make Sam cum as hard and frequently as possible.
Tory would've never thought Sam LaRusso's pleasure would be her priority, but it was, and she was loving every second of it. Hell, in turn she got more satisfaction just from watching Sam LaRusso cum for her, then she did from her own orgasms. That was really saying something, but it had been true for a long time now, especially whenever she was anally defiling her Karate rival. And it was just as good, if not better, to have that Karate rival being the one to brutalize her own ass hole. Plus, she looked so very cute bouncing up and down like that. So very cute, and so very hot. Especially in moments like this, when she was screaming hysterically, and squirting her cum all over Tory's stomach, and even up to her tits.
Of course, inevitably Sam started slowing down, but Tory was prepared for that. Oh yes, it had physically hurt, but she hadn't given LaRusso everything she had right from the get-go. No, she'd had a good long rest, while this Perfect Little Princess bounced her butt up and down for her, and then even tried to destroy her most private hole. Sure, she was thrusting more frequently towards the end of it, but that was more strategic thrusts, so she could take the credit for the orgasms. Well, at the first sign of her girl slowing down, Tory was quick to increase the frequency of her thrusts from every so often, to a relentless anal pounding, and then when the time came, she flipped them back around, so she was mounting Sam LaRusso.
She even pushed the other girl's legs onto her shoulders, bending her in half in the process, while once again reducing the force of the thrusting. Honestly, it may have been literally a rectum wrecking for anyone else, but Sam LaRusso was a natural anal slut. Or Tory had turned her into one. Either way, the result was the same, namely this brutal butt pounding making her girl cum for her hard and frequently. And, because she just couldn't help herself, Tory had to restart the verbal abuse. Although to be fair, Sam was probably too far gone to hear anything. And if she did, she would simply point out, this wasn't about her. No, this was making sure she herself came wonderfully hard, and these words really did help.
"CUM FOR ME, LARUSSO! CUM LIKE THE LITTLE ANAL SLUT YOU ARE!" Tory yelled, probably way too loudly, "MY LITTLE ANAL SLUT! THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE, AND YOU KNOW IT! OOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSSS, YOU'RE MINE, PRINCESS! YOU AND YOUR SLUTTY LITTLE WHORE ASS ARE MINE! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I OWN YOU! YOU BELONG TO ME... AND I BELONG TO YOU! OH MY GOD, SAM! I LOVE YOU, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, LOVE YOU, SAM, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Just as she predicted, the combination of those words, the other end of the dildo hitting her clit, and the sheer joy of sodomizing Sam LaRusso, soon had powerful climaxes echoing through Tory's poor exhausted body. To her credit, she was able to push herself through them, but it was very, very clear, this was the beginning of the end. Hell, arguably she should stop long before she did, so she could save some energy for the tables being turned. Or ideally, just to fuck Sam's perfect little ass some more. But for better or for worse, Tory used every ounce of strength she had to brutalize that perfect little hole, and then she collapsed on top of her girl, gasping for breath. Which was a position they lay in for a few long seconds, before they gently started kissing what they could reach, until their lips once again met.
"I love you, Sam." Tory moaned dreamily, after a few long minutes of kissing, then she blushed and try to hide her face.
It was only kind as successful because Sam was busy smiling, enjoying the afterglow, before finally replying, "You too. Love you too, Tory."
"Yeah?" Tory questioned bashfully.
"Yeah." Sam quickly confirmed, before pushing with a wicked grin, "So, my turn now?"
"You're turn?" Tory raised an eyebrow, before smirking, "Are you sure you're up for that, Princess?"
"Oh, I'm always up for fucking this fat ass of yours." Sam grinned wickedly, reaching down to grab hold of Tory's big butt and giving it a firm squeeze to emphasize her words, "I love it, mmmmmmmm, and you do too."
"I do." Tory admitted softly, "But first, I want to see my handiwork. Ooooooooooooh yessssssssssss, I wanna see Sam LaRusso's gaping ass hole! Yeahhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, come on, Princess. Show me!"
"Yes, Mistress Tory." Sam groaned with exhaustion, but did as she was told.
Unsurprisingly, that took a while. Although to be fair, Tory wasn't exactly quick when it came to pulling her cock out of Sam's ass. Partly because she too was exhausted, but also she just really enjoyed the look on the other girl's face as inch after inch of that big dick was slowly taken away from the sore and well used fuck hole known as Sam LaRusso's ass hole. Something she knew from experience felt like a great relief, and yet a horrible loss at the same time. Which was definitely the look she was getting from her girl, especially when she pulled all the way out, allowing Tory to finally lay down on her back, and allow her Karate rival to further humiliate herself for their mutual enjoyment.
Again, it took a while, which made Tory want to roll Sam LaRusso over onto her stomach by force, and then spread her cheeks so she could get the best possible look at her handiwork. That's what she had done the first time she got a good look at this, but she quickly learned it was preferable to make her Karate rival do this herself. Oh yes, there was something so very satisfying about watching the spoiled little rich girl turn over so that she was laying on her stomach, then lifting her ass into the air, so she could reach back and spread her cheeks, exposing the fact that her ass hole was now gaping open. Sam LaRusso's most private hole was gaping wide open from being fucked by Tory Nichols.
Something that the two girls savoured for a few long seconds, before Tory ordered firmly, "Good girl, mmmmmmmmmm, now suck my cock! Ooooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, I want Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso to taste her own ass on my cock. No, mmmmmmmmmmm, I don't want her just to taste it. No, I want her to get every drop of it. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, get every single drop of your butt cream, LaRusso! Prove what a little ATM loving Princess you are! Oh fuck yeah, mmmmmmmmmm, that's a good little ass to mouth whore! Suck it! Suck it real good! Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmm, fucking suck it!"
"Yes, Mistress Tory." Sam groaned softly in reply, when she had the chance.
Of course, Tory continued the commentary, even as she became unaware of what she was saying. Not that it really mattered. No, this just became background noise to both of the girls, as one became lost in the beautiful sight of the other wrapping her lips around her cock. Especially given the sounds this caused her to make, and the happy look on her face. Meanwhile, the other girl was busy moaning happily at the taste of those butt juices, and then after a few long seconds of savouring them, Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso began bobbing her head up and down. Something she did slowly at first, and concentrated on the lower half of the cock. But inevitably, she went lower.
Which was a truly delicious thing to put her Karate rival through, and indeed, Tory thoroughly enjoyed every second of watching it. However, at the same time, she dearly wished she was the one getting to taste that ass right now. And it wasn't too late. No, she could push Sam away at any moment, unstrapped the dildo and bring it up to her lips at anytime. Like, maybe she should have done right from beginning. Then again, she very much wanted them to go through this, when the roles were reversed. However, it seemed that Sam had other ideas. Oh yes, instead of simply deep throating the dick, she removed it from Tory's waist, and then brought it up to their lips, the blonde and the brunette sharing the taste of that ass.
Sam very much wanted to keep that butt cream all to herself, but at the same time, she really needed to establish her dominance right now, if she was going to top the other girl. Especially after only just finishing doing something so very submissive. Besides, as much as she loved the taste of her own ass, she really loved seeing that Tory loved it just as much as she did. Hell, she was even able to shove that cock deep into the mouth of her Karate rival, and then fuck that pretty little mouth. Then when Tory tried to return the favour, Sam simply kissed her, allowing them both to share those juices. Which effectively distracted the blonde from what she had been trying to do, and from the fact that the brunette was equipping herself with the cock.
The kiss was meant to be brief, but Sam couldn't resist getting lost in it for a few long seconds, before finally breaking it, ordering breathlessly, "Bend over, bitch! Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, bend over, and give me that perfect little ass of yours. That big fat sexy ass, I love to fuck. Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, give it to me. Oh yes!"
"Oh Princess..." Tory smirked, "All you had to do was ask."
Making good on her words, Tory Nichols turned over and lifted herself up onto all fours, while Sam moved back so that she would have the best view possible of her girlfriend's fat ass. And God, it was so beautiful that she just had to stare at it for a few long seconds, before burying her face in between the cheeks with a wide smile on her face. She then just left them that face for a few long seconds, before finally starting to lick Tory Nichols's ass hole. Oh yes, she would give it a nice long rim job. Mostly Sam just got lost in her lust for that ass, but also, it allowed them both recover from what they had just been through. Something which the other girl was very happy with, given the sounds she was making. Which in turn, only made this more enjoyable.
However, as much as Sam was loving this, she also really wanted to return the favour. Partly because nothing made Tory cum harder, and partly because nothing was quite as satisfying. So eventually she picked things up a notch, swirling her tongue around the other girl's back door, and then even pushing her way inside. Oh God, Sam literally pushed her tongue into Tory Nichols's ass, what was supposed to be a forbidden hole opening for that soft, wet muscle easily thanks to all of the poundings she had given it. Which was so very twisted, and so very hot, especially as she then started thrusting that tongue in and out, fucking the other girl's butt with it. Which again, only got positive reactions out this total butt slut.
Which of course, was the case when she easily replaced her tongue with a finger, suggesting that this wasn't even necessary. Hell, the dildo was wet with her own saliva, which was probably more than enough preparation for this nasty little butt slut. However, just because it wasn't strictly necessary, didn't mean it wasn't a lot of fun. In fact, Sam had a great deal of fun, slowly pushing a finger all the way into Tory's ass hole, and then pumping that finger in and out for a few glorious minutes. Then she briefly added a second finger, before pulling them out and sucking them clean, while teasing Tory with the head of that weapon of ass destruction.
Sam then gently pushed, to mirror what was said to her earlier "Flip over. I want to look at your pretty little face, as I fuck you in the ass."
"Oh yes." Tory moaned enthusiastically, happily doing as she was told, "Fuck me, Mistress Sam. Mmmmmmmmm, fuck me just like fucking this!"
Tory wondered if she should say more, as whether she meant too or not, Sam gave her own taste of her medicine by staring down at her lustfully for a few long seconds. Admittedly it was hard to complain about having the person she loved staring at her that way, but she was also incredibly grateful when the head of that cock was pressed against her most private hole, and then beginning to stretch it open. Something which had Tory crying out in pleasure, and thus exposing her as a shameless anal whore. Which to be fair, was fairly obvious at this point, however, she liked to think that initially, that cry was mostly about anticipation of the pleasure to come.
Not that it really mattered, as she continued letting out very pleasant sounds as her butt hole continued stretching for her Karate rival, until Perfect Little Princess Sam LaRusso was able to slide the head of her big dick through what was supposed to be a forbidden hole, but it had become a frequently used fuck hole. Something that Tory once again proved by closing her eyes, throwing her head back, and crying out in pure pleasure. To be fair, there was a sharp pain from this initial anal penetration, and a lot of discomfort to come, but it was the kind that she could get off on. And again, there was so much to look forward too, something which caused a wicked smile to cross Tory's face, as both girls savour the moment.
"No." Sam said breathlessly, before ordering, "Open your eyes. Mmmmmmmmm yesssssssssssss, I want to look into your eyes, as I fuck that fat ass of yours."
"Is that an order: Princess?" Tory smirked, even as she obeyed by opening her eyes.
"Yes." Sam said firmly, before adding with a smirk of her own, "And I've been thinking... I don't think you could call me that, when my cock is in your ass. You should be more respectful. You should call me, your Queen. Oooooooooooooh yesssssssssssss, I'm the Queen of your ass. And you will address me as such from now on. When we're alone, at least. Mmmmmmmmm, and my cock is in your ass."
Initially Tory thought that Sam was just teasing her, which caused her to lightly chuckle, but then when it seemed that the brunette was serious, the blonde was even more delighted, and challenged, "Make me."
Honestly Tory was very much expecting Sam to apologize, and back out at that point. To point out that while they might have meant the harsh words they regularly exchanged at the beginning, now it was just a way for them both to get off. But she was hoping that wasn't the case, and Tory was delighted when instead of laughing it off, Sam managed to maintain the stern look on her face as she began slowly pushing forwards, causing inch after inch of that big dildo to slid into Tory's widely stretched back hole, and then deep into her back passage. Which was easily one of Tory's favourite things ever. Especially when her girl was able to do it with confidence, and even dominance.
Deep down, she was still a spoiled little Princess, but in this wonderful moment particularly, Sam LaRusso really did look like a Queen. God, Tory thought that she would cum just from the look on her face, and even in her eyes. She also loved eye contact during sex. At least when it was with someone she actually liked. Or in this case, loved. And while Sam LaRusso could never hide her excitement, especially during this particular act. Best of all, it didn't end when the butt stuffing did. No, it continued throughout the ass fucking, easily making this one of the best experiencing of Tory's life. Which was really saying something, considering all the amazing sex they had. Or her... Queen, making her officially agree that they were girlfriends.
Sam LaRusso always got what she wanted. Other people had accused her of that multiple times, especially Tory, and while it had annoyed her at first, Sam had to reluctantly admit, there was some truth to it. Well, she didn't have too admitted to Tory, and she never would, because the other girl would never allow her to live it down. But tonight was definitely going to add to the idea that Sam LaRusso always got what she wanted, because she had made the stubborn Tory Nichols agreed to be her girlfriend. Which made her confident that she could make the once terrifying Tory Nichols admit that Sam was her Queen. After all, she'd already made this girl say all sorts of things during sex, so this was no different. Other than it might be a little harder, and thus make the achievement that much more satisfying.
Which of course, was really saying something, when she was currently pushing inch after inch of her big dick into her Karate rival's bowels. Admittedly she couldn't get as good a look at that as usual, but being able to stare into Tory's eyes more than made up for it. Well, occasionally she would let her eyes wander toward the other goodies on that incredible body, like those full tits with the hard little nipples, the other girl's extremely wet cunt, and of course, that beautiful face awash with enjoyment. Enjoyment from getting her ass filled with cock. Sam's cock! But mostly, she focused on Tory's eyes, especially when their bodies were once again pressing against each other, and every inch of that big dildo was buried as deep as it could go into the other girl's slutty little ass.
Something which usually had the 'victor' taunting her impaled opponent, and this was certainly no exception, as Sam gloated, "Oh fuck, that's all the way. Mmmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssssss, I love it when my big dick is aaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllll the way inside you. Deep in your ass! Ooooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm, deep inside your fucking sexy fat ass! I love it. And you do too, you little ass whore. Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, you love having your Queen nice and deep in that big fat ass of yours, making you her anal bitch! No, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, reminding you! You fucking love to be reminded you're my little anal whore. My little butt slut. Your Queen's ass sex loving bitch! Admit it, Tory. You love having your Queen inside you. Reminding you, that you're her bitch."
"I love it." Tory moaned, briefly surprising Sam, before she added, "I love it when my Princess fucks my ass."
"Yeah, that's what I thought." Sam said dryly, before grinning wickedly, "Ooooooooooooh, I love it, though. I love how challenging you are. Yesssssssssss, it's one of the things I love most about my girlfriend. It just makes it that much more satisfying when I make her admit she's wrong. Admit she's mine. And now, that I'm her Queen."
There was a brief pause, as Tory just glared at Sam, and then she grumbled, "Just fuck me, LaRusso."
Happily obliging Sam pulled her hips back until about half of the cock was out of Tory's butt, and then pushed it right back in. Which of course was a process she repeated, albeit with shorter thrusts, and thus officially beginning the sodomy. The second one of the night, so far, and the one where she got to return the favour, and fuck her girlfriend's ass. Oh God, she loved those combination of words, and she couldn't see it getting old. Oh yes, Sam loved having a girlfriend, and fucking that girlfriend in the ass. Because yes, Tory had basically been her girlfriend for a while now, but she liked being able to use the label. Even if it was just in her own head. Then again, she also loved everything about this.
Again, there were all sorts of wonderful things for her to look at, but Sam mostly found herself staring into Tory's eyes. She could tell there was an adorable blush on the other girl's face, but despite her obvious embarrassment, Tory forced herself to stare back, because she knew it was what Sam wanted. Which just proved how far they had come since their initial hostile interactions. Well, it seemed there would always be some amount of that, but honestly, at this point, they wouldn't have it any other way. Especially when it led to such amazing experiences as this. And what happened next, which really pushed the blonde to give the brunette what she wanted. Everything that she wanted.
Tory had to admit, there was something to be said for staring into the eyes of a lover during sex. It was never something she had enjoyed doing with her previous hook-ups, but Sam was different. More. Someone she truly cared about, making moments like this even more intense. Hell, there were moments where Tory just couldn't resist letting her eyelids droop, or even shut, as powerful waves of pleasure echoed through her body, and yet she always made sure to open them again quickly, so she could get back to staring into Sam's eyes. Something which her girlfriend better appreciate, she thought with a grumble. Which of course, was followed by another blush, and the happy feelings she got from thinking of this girl as her girlfriend. Which was sappy, weird, and she hated that she loved it.
Of course, she also loved the gentle butt fucking she was currently receiving. Her ass hole was so frequently used as a fuck hole at this point, pretty much anyone could make this feel good, but Sam proved that she was an excellent student, by learning from all the previous experiences, both giving and receiving, and becoming an expert butt fucker. Hell, Sam could probably have a collection of anal sluts at this point, if she really wanted. God knows she effortlessly loosened Tory's bowels, so that whatever small amount of discomfort she had felt at first faded away, and she felt nothing but pleasure. Then came something that honestly Tory had been expecting before now, and very much welcomed.
Namely, Sam flipping them over, and ordering, "Ride me, Nichols."
"Gladly, LaRusso." Tory grinned wickedly.
Given that she had been expecting this, it took Tory a lot less time to recover from being flipped over, so that she was now sitting on top of Sam's lap, with every single inch of that dildo buried in her butt. Something she used to her advantage, by leaning down, and kissing LaRusso right on her stupid little mouth. That stupid, pretty, wonderful little mouth, which after a brief hesitation was soon kissing her back, while she was beginning to slowly bounce up and down the strap-on. Although it wasn't long before Tory regretted her decision, given that it only pushed her closer to orgasm. And she knew what she'd have to do to get it. Not that it stopped her from trying to work around it, namely by increasing the pace of the ass fucking, until she was so close to a climax, she could taste it.
Then Sam abruptly flipped them back over, pinned her down, broke the kiss and growled, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I, I..." Tory stammered, before getting a hold of herself, and grinning, "Striking first?"
Which caused both of them to laugh momentarily, before Sam shook her head, and taunted, "No, that wasn't striking, and it certainly wasn't first. It was more like a little slut trying to get away with something, and getting caught by her Queen. Well, too bad butt slut, because you're going to have to do better than that. Mmmmmmmmm, but there is one part of your little Dojo's motto I think is really, really appropriate right now. You know, the no mercy part? Ooooooooooooh yesssssssssssss, I've got no mercy for your ass, bitch. Literally! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, no mercy for your bitch ass. So if you want to cum, you're going to have to give me what I want."
"This is what you want?" Tory teased dryly.
"I want all of the things from you." Sam admitted softly, before quickly adding, "But if you want to cum, you're going to beg for it, and call me your Queen."
"We'll see about that." Tory growled, flipping their positions.
"Yes, we will." Sam shot back, after using the momentum to get them back where they were.
For a few long minutes, they switched back and forth, as if they were back on the matts, at the beach or anywhere else they sparred. Ironically, the combination of that connection, all this moving around, and just the thrilling battle for dominance, was almost enough to make Tory cum. Almost. But Sam was just about able to keep that from happening. And if she was honest with herself, this was one fight that Tory wanted to lose. Because there was just something thrilling about being pinned down by Sam LaRusso and forced to beg to cum, but this was extra twisted, given exactly what she would have to say. Then, when she did give her girlfriend what she wanted, she was officially rewarded with incredibly powerful multiple orgasms, which quickly robbed her of the ability to think clearly.
"Please Sam, make me cum! I need to cum!" Tory cried out desperately swallowing softly, before forcing her next words out, "Please... my Queen, let me cum! Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, make me cum, mmmmmmmmmm, or let me do it. I don't care, just give me the privilege of cumming for my Queen with her cock in my ass! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I love your cock in my ass, Queen Sam! I love it! I love your cock in my ass sooooooooooooo much, ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssss, pound that booty, mmmmmmmmm, wreck it like the whore hole it is! Oh yes, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD, OH QUEEN SAM, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCK ME, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"
Sam was very tempted to tease Tory even more, either with her own words, or allowing her Karate rival to beg longer than was necessary. However, she just couldn't do that to her. Not now. Partly because she loved her too much for that, but also because she was aching to cum herself. And just to make the other girl cum. So that was exactly what she did. Only instead of verbally giving her permission, she started thrusting upwards into Tory's butt. Which was more than enough to make her favourite little anal whore brutalize her own ass hole on her Queen's cock, which in turn, only made Sam work harder, so the two girls were working together to make sure this was a real rectum wrecking.
Of course, all it really took was that initially hard thrust from Sam to send her favourite little anal whore over the edge of orgasm. That was quickly followed by a lot of more of them, Tory screaming hysterically, and squirting all over Sam's stomach from the force of her orgasms. Something which again, both girls made sure was coming constantly, thanks to this hellacious anal pounding. Which in turn, made it very, very hard for Sam not to cum too. In fact, she ended up going over the edge in record time, and was really proud of herself for holding back as she did. And more importantly, in this latest battle of wills, she was the one who ended up on top. True, she had an unfair advantage, but hey, maybe there was a little Cobra Kai in her after all.
It definitely seemed that way, given that Sam not only got on top of Tory, and pinned her down, but in one fluid movement flipped the other girl onto her stomach, so she had the added bonus of feeling those big fat cheeks jiggling against her thighs with every thrust. It was kind of embarrassing to admit, but that was one of her favourite things ever. Hell, it was the thing which pushed her over the edge. True, the other end of the dildo hammering her clit, and the sheer joy of so totally dominating her Karate rival had a lot to do with it. Especially after everything which had come before it. But in that moment, Sam felt like feeling Tory's fat ass jiggling against her thighs was all she really needed.
Naturally, that wasn't the end of it. No, she still used all of her training to maximize enjoyment for both of them, and truly give this big fat booty the pounding it so richly deserved. And more importantly, insured that both of them came as hard and as frequently as possible. However, sadly Sam had her limits. They both did, so inevitably they collapsed in a heap together. Even then, Sam did herself proud by continuing a gentle pumping motion, and thus slowly bringing them down from their highs. She also started kissing pretty much any available skin she could reach, and whispered sweet nothings into Tory's ear, and grinned wickedly when her Karate rival groaned, moaned and whimpered as a result.
"God LaRusso, you really are insatiable." Tory half groaned with annoyance, and half laughed with amusement.
"You love it." Sam grinned smugly, curling her hips, and thus churning Tory's insides.
"Ah fuck!" Tory swore, but dreamily moaning, "I love your cock in my ass."
"And I love your fat ass!" Sam grinned, before pouting, "But what happened to, my Queen?"
"You know I only said that, so you would let me cum, right?" Tory grumbled.
"And you know I'm never going to let you forget it, right?" Sam teased wickedly.
"Whatever." Tory said dismissively, "Are you gonna let me taste my ass, or what?"
"Sure." Sam shrugged nonchalantly, before pushing, "But you know what you have to do first, right?"
"Oh, I'm ready and eager, and just waiting for you to move, Princess." Tory grinned wickedly.
"I bet you are." Sam said dryly, before reluctantly rolling off of Tory, smacking the other girl's ass, and ordering, "Let start with you spreading your cheeks. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, show me my handiwork."
"Yes, Princess." Tory moaned, and obeyed.
Tory cried out before that, given the removal of that dildo from her butt kind of felt like losing a limb, given how used to she was to having it inside that hole. Both over this latest anal pounding, and simply from their sex lives. Although she then moaned, because there was definitely something to be said for feeling her ass stretched so wide and deep. It reminded her that she was an anal slut, as did reaching back and spreading her cheeks, so she could give her girlfriend, Sam LaRusso, the best look at that gaping ass hole. Something which the seemingly sweet and innocent girl stared at for a few long minutes, admiring her handiwork, which reminded her that she was just as big a butt slut as Tory was.
"Good girl." Sam said softly, before ordering, "Now suck my cock."
"Yes, Princess." Tory moaned, and obeyed.
It was somewhat disappointing that Sam didn't elaborate any further, but it was very understandable, given that they were both extremely tired. Besides, what might've helped Tory get her ass in gear was further humiliating herself by showing off her gape. Oh yes, Tory was quick to turn around, crawl in between Sam's legs, and take her girlfriend's strap-on into her mouth. At which point, she of course closed her eyes, and moaned loudly as she tasted the deepest part of her own butt. And while there was no lingering flavour, the fact that this dick had also been recently up the butt of her Princess... her Queen, made it even more thrilling.
Which of course, just pushed Tory to dish out an even more thorough blow job. Oh yes, after making sure the end of the head had been thoroughly cleaned, Tory began bobbing her head up and down the dildo. Then when the tip of the dick hit the entrance to her throat, instead of initially pushing forwards she just concentrated on the first few inches, as a way of stretching this out. Of course, inevitably the blonde went further down the brunette's dick, eventually taking the full length down her throat with well practiced ease. She even kept her there for a few long seconds, before she started bobbing her head up and down again, while looking up into Sam's eyes and grinning proudly around the cock.
"Show off." Sam said dryly, before ordering, "Come here."
As soon as Tory had started pushing the dildo into her throat, Sam's hand had started stroking her head gently. Which was something that both of them loved, especially when the brunette tightened her grip on those blonde locks, and pulled upwards, given that they both know what it meant. Namely, sweet little Sam LaRusso tasting her own ass on Tory Nichols's lips and tongue, and in her mouth. Something which was always a treat for both of them, and had them moaning happily, as they kissed in the afterglow of their fun. They then just rested in each other's arms, exchanging soft words and gentle caresses, while imagining what the future may bring.
The End.
Epilogue...
In what felt like the blink of an eye, it was the All Valley Tournament, and they were representing Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do respectively. Honestly Tory had been rooting against Sam, and even considered taking a dive, because she didn't want anything to cost her this new relationship. And she was really surprised that Sam wanted to take the risk. Although, her girl had made the argument that it would be worse if they didn't try their best, as they would always wonder. Besides, given everything that had happened, and every time they had fought, there was definitely something to be said for one final battle, to fully get it out of their systems. Then, hopefully, they could work towards putting it all behind them.
Right now though, Tory's worst fears were getting the better of her, as she watched her girl struggle against her semi-final opponent, and ultimately won. When she landed the final blow, Sam beamed with victory, but then that smile quickly went away, as she did the math, and locked eyes with Tory. For better or for worse, Tory headed in the direction of the women's locker room. Not because she was mad, but because she wanted to talk to her girlfriend. Whether she realized that or not, Sam went after her, giving Tory exactly what she wanted. Now she just needed to decide what she was going to say, exactly. Something she still wasn't sure of, when the other girl caught up with her.
"Hey..." Sam greeted nervously, "Can we talk?"
"Why else would I be here?" Tory quipped.
"You always have to be a smart-ass, huh?" Sam sighed.
"Yeah..." Tory said dryly, before quipping, "What's wrong, LaRusso? Having second thoughts?"
"About kicking your ass? Never." Sam smiled, before she closed the distance between them, and added nervously, "I just, I just want to say, whatever happens out there, I love you."
There was a brief pause, then Tory lowered her head, and pointed out, "It's never too late to back out, you know?"
"I'm not so sure about that." Sam said dryly, "And you're not, either."
"I'm serious." Tory pushed, looking back up at her girl, "I don't give a fuck about the crowd, or this Dojo vs Dojo, Cobra Kai vs Miyagi-Do, bull-shit. Not anymore. I care about you. And, and I just wanted you to know, that I would walk out of here, hand-in-hand with you. All you need to do is ask. Because I love you, Sam. And I don't want anything to come between us. But..."
There was another brief pause, and then Sam finished for her, "But you know we both gotta know who's the best. And it's selfish and vain, but we both want the bragging rights my Dad has over Johnny. Because we're always going to regret it, if we don't. And you know, you know deep down, I'm right. And you hate it."
Yet another brief pause, then Tory admitted, "Yeah."
Sam smiled again, briefly pecked Tory on the lips, and told her, "Good luck, Nichols. You're going to need it."
"Oh, break a leg, LaRusso." Tory said dismissively, before pulling Sam into another kiss.
This one wasn't some bull-shit peck, but the real deal. Admittedly it didn't last as long as Tory would've liked, as they heard the announcement over the speakers, summoning them for the final. Tory held onto Sam for a few extra seconds, before letting her go with a flirtatious smile. Annoyingly Sam returned it, but she seemed a little flushed as they slowly made their way to the matt. But then again, that was probably true for both of them. It certainly felt that way for the blonde, as she came to face the brunette which had haunted her dreams, and arguably started all of this, exchanging a bow, before getting into a fighting stance. Which they held for a few long seconds, even after the referee told them to go.
It seemed laughable now, but Tory had been worried that they would get to the matts, and Sam would hesitate, and gets seriously hurt. Or maybe even cause a scene, by backing out publicly. Or worse, that it would be Tory who did one of those things. Thankfully that wasn't the case. In fact, it was exactly the opposite, as the next few minutes were a blur of strikes, blocks, and counters. And it was the exact same thing for each following round, the students of Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do giving it their all, to the point where no one would probably guess they were in a committed relationship, and had reassured each other just before this. Then all of a sudden, it was the final point, and they ran straight at each other, both of them looking to strike hard, strike first, and show no mercy...
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