Sissy and Michelle Part 5 – Graduation - Sex Stories

Sissy and Michelle Part 5 – Graduation

... fucking naked 2 hours before. When they sat down Dee was ragging me for not dancing. My dad said “He does a weird Japanese dance, son get up and do that. No music though.”

I was instantly upset with him, I said “Dad you know its not dance, its Karate. I don’t poke fun at your boxing, don’t poke fun at my sacred empty hand way.”

Dad said “Ok, OK fair call. But get up and do one of your kata’s. It’s really quite impressive.”

When the girl’s dad joined in asking me to do it, I finally gave in. They turned the music off and the lights up. I went out on the concrete slab where the girls had been dancing. I stood silently for about 1 minute slowly balancing my breathing. Soon everyone had stopped talking and was watching me. When there was complete silence, I ripped off my t-shirt and threw it at my dad. There were a few cat calls. I started the sacred sanshin breathing, and began to move my arms in the lead up to the sacred kata. The method was causing my arms and chest to sweat, and the muscles were bulging as I slowly went through the lead in movements.

Someone said “He’s going so slowly he’d get killed. Thought Karate was fast.”

At the exact point in the Kata, I stopped, then snapped right 90 degrees. The Kata required three quick strikes at an imaginary opponent’s throat. They were instant, accurate and very fast. Then a quick left turn, lower blocks and a legs wide apart low position. More long steps and I was now very close to the two dads. My strikes were ...

... within 2 inches of my dad. Extremely fast, 5 hard punches that would have crippled any man they hit. My dad was ice cool, he had seen all this before. Sissy’s dad stood up at just the wrong moment. I turned Left, did an upper block and stepped towards him. I worked him into the kata and stepped under his outreached arm, flicked his attempted punch at me away casually, then snapped the throat strike with my elbow to within one inch of his throat. The Kata called for a temple strike with the right elbow and a loud strike kill call “Kiai”. I executed these perfectly, and stopped with my elbow one inch from the dad’s temple. I closed my hands together and bowed saying “Namai”, meaning ended.

I looked back at the girl’s dad. He was a very pale white colour. Dad stood up and said to him “I’ll get you a beer, it’s all a bit intimidating the first time you see it. Gets easier after a few goes.”

The girls ran over to me as I was putting my shirt back on. Sissy said “Wow, you always look muscly, but then you looked really awesome. I’ve never seen you tension up your muscles like that. You have to do that again for us, at the beach or something. Where did you learn all that stuff.”

I said “It’s my sacred Karate. My dad insists I do self-defence. If I didn’t do Karate, I would have to do boxing, and I hate boxing. I have been doing sacred karate since I was seven. I think dads disappointed in me, that I didn’t do boxing. He was a champion boxer, and so was his father. The thing is, ...