Life with a Taekwondo Goddess pt.1,     
by Lovestospar

This is part 1 in a series of real life events i experienced over my time
with a female tkd'er, from white-belt to black-belt.  Please enjoy!




For the sake of anonymity, i'll be choosing to omit any ACTUAL names from
this account. My name is L**** and for 11 years i lived with a taekwondo
goddess.

Some backstory: Since i was 10, i've had a huge fetish for bare-foot female
fighters.  While taking tkd i noticed women were NOT the helpless weaker
sex society had been telling me they were for years.  In fact, women are
males equals.  So when a woman stepped onto the mats with a man and needed
no more than her bare fists and feet to defeat him, i was hooked.  i wanted
to worship her for breaking the stereotypes. A few years later, another
women i had taken tkd with was the last to leave class one night.  As she
was walking to her car, still in her uniform mind you, and she was
approached by a man. He tried to attack her.  TRIED.  She successfully
defended herself and at the same time managed to break a few of her
attackers' ribs, nose and one of his arms. She called the cops and kept
watch over her attacker until they arrived.  i kept imagining the
humiliation that guy must have felt lying there broken and helpless,
defeated by someone he thought would be an easy target. Was he crying? Did
she tease him? Did he look at her feet and hands in fear?  That was back in
the early 1990's and to this day i don't know what moves she used but my
imagination runs wild!!

Cut to around 2003.  i meet a girl;  she's 5'7, 128, deepest beautiful
brown eyes i'd ever seen, long blonde hair, great face and body, cute size
9 feet and a total tomboy. I was hooked of the bat. We date, i tell her my
secrets to include my fetish and eventually we move in together.  One day,
i get bold "Hey, uh M***** how would you feel about taking taekwondo?" She
knew exactly why i was asking. She perked up and crawled towards me "Is
that what you want?  You wanna see me punching and kicking so you can
fantasize about me kicking your ass with my bare feet?" she said as she
flirted HARD. i couldn't believe this was her reaction. i gulped hard,
"uh...uh yeah..." i was blushing so hard. She leaned in and kissed me so
fucking good then pulled back. "Ok. I'll do it." she said as she rolled
back onto the couch onto her back.  She lifted her soles up in front of my
face "You better get use to the idea of these feet becoming trained
weapons, tho." i just stared at her high-arched perfect soles.  "Holy fuck,
this fantasy is about to become a reality" i thought to myself.

A few weeks later, while out running errands, we pass a dojang near our
apt. "Hey, lets run in real quick and see how much it costs." she asked.
We go in and meet with the instructor/owner:  $135/mo. We thanked the owner
for his time and walked out to the car to leave.  "Holy shit that's
expensive" i said to her. "We can definitely afford it, tho" she responded.
"And it for sure compliments my gym time too." she added.  "I can be your
sexy little blackbelt" she teased.  She was making sense, but $135, to
satisfy my fetish....fuck.  "You know what, fuck it.  Do it." i said.  We
went in and she signed up that day, and holy fuck was it erotic. They asked
her what uniform size she was and went to find her one. i swear that
uniform was glowing when they brought it out. When they handed it to her
her face lit up as it all became very real to both of us. "OK, class starts
at 7:15pm so we'll see ya in a few hours." the owner said.  Neither of us
could wait for 7pm to come. As soon as we got home, i begged her to put on
her new uni.  And believe me, i begged.  She did, and when she came out i
could have fainted.  i had my own tkd girl, and she was HOT!  i ran over to
her and even tho she'd yet to set foot in the dojang to train, i already
felt the haze of inferiority to her fall over me.  i stand 6ft2.  A full 7
inches taller than her. But as she stood there, confident and barefoot,
like a warrior, i may have well been 6 inches tall. i pulled her in close.
She stood on her tippy toes to kiss me and when we were done, i dropped to
the floor and began kissing and licking every inch of both her feet.  After
all, i wanted to pay proper tribute to my tkd goddess.

Class time came.  i obviously tagged along.  i couldn't believe it was all
happening.  i watched her feet slip out of her flip-flops.  i watched her
soles as she stretched.  i watched her learn basic movements while her feet
slid across the mats.  i watched her toes pull back as she kicked, and i
imagined she was kicking me.  i was in heaven.  i'm pretty sure the owner
knew i had a foot fetish, but i didn't give fuck #1. When class was over
she slipped back into her flops and gathered her purse. "So.  What did you
think of your first class?" the owner asked. "I LOVED it!!!!" she responded
"I'm just mad I didn't start when I was younger." she added. My God. Was
she amazing or what!?!  We left and i walked behind her just to get flashes
of her dirty fighting soles between the alternating *smacks* of her
flip-flops. As soon as we were in the car, and turned the corner, off came
her flops and up to my face came her foot. The smell of rubber tkd mats on
her sole was intoxicating. "Lick it" she ordered.  i was hard as a rock.
Trying to focus on driving became nearly impossible, but you're damn right
i licked that foot. "What's it like knowing that the foot you're licking
could also break your nose if i wanted it to?" she asked. i turned and
looked dead into her eyes; "Holy fuck you're awesome!" is all i could
respond. "Yeah, i am pretty awesome and don't you forget it either, now,
keep licking." she said as she pulled her toes back pressed the ball of her
foot into my lips.  My tongue darted all over her dirty, salty, fighting
sole and it tasted soooooo good! Being on the business end of her foot just
felt.....right. When we got home, we had THE BEST sex we'd had up to that
day. I was officially hooked on this tkd goddess...



(to be continued)