Alicia's Nipples Can Cut Glass - Sex Stories

Alicia's Nipples Can Cut Glass

... warning a door opened and a man stepped out, tossing a tub of glitter over him. Alicia was surprised, then it dawned on her that this was the test. Suddenly she was back in uniform, faced by some belligerent drunk involved in a domestic dispute. She stepped forwards, caught hold of the wrist that was still in the air with both hands and with a half-twist threw it back so that the person was off balance. Neither pulling nor pushing as people expect, but confusingly sideways.

He landed on the floor with a crash but she still had a firm hold. With a swift adjustment his thumb was captured and being forced back against his wrist joint in a compliance hold that she'd been trained on and done for real many times. This guy was short, of very average build and had no chance at all against her.

In a fluid continuance of the move he was tossed over onto his belly and she dropped her knee down onto his back with his arm entangled around her thigh. The breath was expelled from his lungs by the impact and she hadn't even increased her breathing rate. The man struggled, so she straightened her knee slightly and he found his shoulder being dislocated. He grunted in pain and tapped out.

Alicia released him and stood up, watching the man closely for any further attempt but he sat helplessly with his suit crumpled and his hair dishevelled. Angelo stood watching and with a broad grin. "Go clean up that mess, you're a disgrace." The man stumbled off rubbing his shoulder. "I knew you'd ...

... be great, you have that air about you."

Angelo led the way further and after descending some stairs she found herself in a basement equipped with a swimming pool. Before she had chance to look around there was a scream from the other side and a splash. A person was thrashing around and obviously pretending to drown.

Alicia kicked off her shoes and nearly dived in fully clothed, but then she remembered a life-saving lesson from a long time ago about diving into unknown waters and jumped in feet first. She was wearing tight jeans and a shirt that didn't restrict her too much and she was able to swim across to the person without trouble. It was a woman wearing a very skimpy bikini and Alicia wrapped her arm under a very solid pair of breasts to tow her to the side.

She was continuing to pretend-panic, so Alicia recalled another of those lessons and pulled her top off, swiftly knotted the sleeves together and plunged it into the water to capture some air. The wet fabric formed a float that would last several seconds and she offered it to the woman. At least she now became calmer and allowed herself to be towed to the side. Also, her losing the top made swimming easier.

What didn't make things easier was finding somewhere to hold onto. She tried under the armpits, but kept losing her grip. She reached under the chin, but the woman started making choking noises. In the end she dispensed with decorum and hooked her arm under those boobs, her fingers sinking into the firm ...