Kendra

Kendra

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

While working at Hooters I met the most amazing woman, the woman of my dreams and we shared a night together before she went back to the Marines.

Summary

While working at Hooters I met the most amazing woman, the woman of my dreams and we shared a night together before she went back to the Marines.

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Submitted: January 08, 2017

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As a professional model, beauty queen and former Hooter's girl I am always surrounded by a plethora of gorgeous women and so as a lesbian I always have my fair pick of slender beauties to go home with.  There is definitely no shortage of barefoot beauties with soft, flawless skin at my house.  But probably the most memorable experience I have had with another woman in the bedroom was the furthest thing from a girly-girl model like me.
 
While I was getting my modeling career off of the ground, I worked at Hooters and I met the most amazing woman while I was working there who literally swept me off my pampered feet.  On one slow Tuesday afternoon an incredibly black muscular woman wearing a tight-fitting green Marine Core t-shirt walked in and my jaw dropped when I saw her.  I could see her massive six-pack abs protruding through her shirt and her muscular shoulders were almost as wide as the door when she walked in.  Her poor shirt looked like it was going to rip as her muscles flexed.  Melissa, our beautiful hostess, nervously escorted the woman to a booth in my section.  Melissa looked like a little barbie doll compared to the muscular amazon and all of my fellow Hooters girls skittishly got out of her way as she walked through the restaurant.  
 
I was very intimidated by the formidable woman as I walked up to her to serve her but I couldn't take my eyes off of her massive muscles.  "Hi I'm Abigail, I will be your sever today honey" I said as I leaned over to put a glass of ice water on the table, making sure that my voluptuous breasts giggled near her face a little as I leaned over.  "Kendra" she replied, "you can call me Kendra."  "Are you a Marine?" I asked.  "Yes, just got back from Iraq" she replied sternly.  "Wow, thanks for your service" I replied and I shook my new hero's hand.  Her hand was rough and callous and very strong, like a strong man's hand.  Her rough callouses felt like sand paper and they hurt my soft French-manicured hand's a little but I didn't mind because something about her was really turning me on.  I felt safe around her I guess.
 
Like I said it was a slow Tuesday and I sat down in the booth with the woman warrior as she hungrily devoured her food and drank her beer.  Kendra told me that she just got back from the gym and that she was starving.  Kendra became very interested in me when I told her about my modeling career and she told me all about her service as a Marine.  She had just completed a combat tour in Iraq and she was on vacation for a month before she had to go back but she was staying at her mom's house.  Kendra told me her mom had also been a Marine and that she comes from a long line of woman warriors and fighters.  Kendra grew up competing in martial arts and she was a black belt; she said that when she gets out of the Marines that she plans on becoming a female MMA fighter.  We were two completely opposite women sitting across from each other in the same booth.  Instead of growing up playing sports like Kendra did, I instead competed in beauty pageants and I became a model when I was a teen.  I am a total girly-girl and I enjoy being pampered from head to toe!  Heck, our taste in music was even different- I listen to artists like Taylor Swift and she listens to some rock band called "Five Finger Death Fist" or whatever.  
 
 
As Kendra spoke I couldn't help but stare at her bulging biceps and I began wondering what it would be like to be dominated by her in the bedroom.  I wanted her to use her military moves on me and I noticed that Kendra kept starring down at my tits as she ate.  I took my flirting to the next level by running my soft fingers up her rock hard arms, feeling them under her sleeve a little as I smiled at her.  I had to work up the courage to touch her because I knew she could snap me like a twig but I could tell she enjoyed it.  Her skin was rough and she had several tattoos and some scars from her time as a soldier.  Unfortunately some other customers came in and I had to end my flirting for that day but I was deeply aroused by this point!  Being that she was a war hero I covered her bill but before she left I told her to come back and see me before she went back again for the Marines.
 
A few days went by and I didn't think that I was going to get to see my hero again.  Every night I fantasized about her and I wondered what it would be like to have those massive, muscular legs wrapped around my delicate little body- squeezing me.  Her hard, powerful body on top of me.  Mmmmm, just the thought.... I knew with her going back to the Marines that I wouldn't have much time even if I did see her so I knew that I would have to make my move fast if I saw her again.
 
Spa day is my favorite day of the week and every Thursday I go to my favorite high-end spa in town for a day of pampering- it keeps me model ready!  I decided to get a French pedicure to match my French manicure, after my massage.  I usually didn't work at Hooters on Thursdays but my manager asked me to come in so I could fill in for a girl who was on vacation.  So after I left the spa I went to work and much to my delight Kendra came in and requested to sit in my section again.
 
All of the other Hooters girls had been talking about how scary she was and about how they were glad that she didn't sit down at their tables but I just wanted Kendra to fuck me.  Kendra and I again had a conversation while she ate.  She asked me what kind of modeling I did and I told her that I modeled swimsuits and lingerie mostly but that I also model wedding dresses and that I foot model too.  "Foot model?" she asked, interested.  I went on to tell her that I model foot care products and sandals and she told me that she "liked feet."  "Well I've always been told that I have beautiful feet so you would probably like mine" I replied, smiling.  Kendra kept glancing down at my breasts and I wiggled my body a little from time to time so they would giggle for her.  It was pretty busy that day so I did't get to spend too much time with her.  I wrote my phone number down on her bill and I leaned over the table as I handed it to her making sure that my tits were going to be burned into her memory.  "Call me later" I said as I blew her a kiss.  I then playfully pranced away from her.
 
After work I went home and took a very relaxing bath but all I could think about was Kendra.  My heart started pounding when I heard my phone "ding" and I had hoped it was her who had sent me a text message.  "Hey beautiful, it's Kendra" the message said.  My hands started shaking from being so excited and I almost dropped my phone in the water.  "Hey!  I was beginning to think you would never text me" I responded.  "I would be stupid not to LOL" she replied.  "Wanna come over and get in the hot tub with me?" I texted, having no intentions of actually getting in the hot tub.  I was just using my hot tub as an excuse to put on my little white string bikini for her!  White is my favorite color because it looks sooo good on soft, tan skin.  "Hell yea" she replied and I sent her my address.
 
Witin and hour Kendra was pulling into my driveway and I watched her get out of her truck through the window.  She was wearing a camoflauged bikini and the lights reflected off of her chiseled body.  I wanted her to dominate me so bad!  My hardcore Marine Core hero was speachless when I greeted her at the door wearing my little white bikini. She was really turning me on too though.  Her super-hard body was looking good in that camo bikini and it fit her warrior body well- all I could think about was being snatched up and dominated by her.  I turned away from her and I glanced back at her with a come and get me look on my face.  Kendra shut the door behind her and I started running away from her.  I playfully screamed as she began to chase me.
 
My bare feet slipped and slid on the waxy hardwoods as Kendra chased me but her black running shoes didn't slip at all.  She was a powerful woman and she quickly caught up to me.  Kendra snatched me up off of my feet and I playfully screamed and kicked my feet in the air as she effortlessly lifted me up.  I felt so helpless, so powerless.  There was something deeply erotic about being chased down and snatched up by her.  "Please don't hurt me" I playfully begged as she carried my upstairs to the bedroom.  She lauged boisterously.  "I'm only going to hurt you a little" she said, smiling as she effortlessly tossed me onto the bed.  I screamed as she flung me through the air and I landed on my bed face down.  I playfully tried to crawl away from her but I felt her wrap her powerful hands around my slender ankles and she pulled me under her.  Ohhh she was so strong!  
 
Much to my delight Kendra began dominating me by using her wresteling moves on me- she called them "submission holds" and I was definately submitting to her wrath!  For the next 20 minutes or so she demonstrated her martial arts skills against me as she easily overpowered me.  "You are so scrawny and weak" she said.  I was enjoying every minute though I was a little afraid of how strong she was.  All I could do was squirm helplessly and beg for mercy as she wrapped me up.  I knew Kendra could quickly kill me with her thumb if she wanted to and for a moment I was kind of frightened by her, especially since nobody knew that she was with me.  She seemed to enjoy torturing me too which began to worry me and she was starting to hurt me.  I don't think Kendra realized how strong she was and how unathletic I am so I was a little relieved when she started to tickle me instead of acting like she just wanted to hurt me.
 
Kendra put me into some kind of leg hold and she wrapped her strong hands around my vunerable feet.  "Your feet are so soft and silky" she said.  "Please don't" I playfully begged, knowing what she was about to do.  Kendra began tickling my super sensitive soles and I laughed so hard I began crying!  She rather enjoyed tickle torturing me and watching me squirm.  I guess my shiny silver toe ring and French pedicure caught her eyes because she eventually stopped tickeling my feet, thankfully, and she started sucking on my delicate toes one by one.  I love having my toes sucked and she took her time with each one.  "Ohhhhhh" I moaned as she sucked on them one by one.  She was making me so wet.  "You have beautiful little feet" she said but I was too busy moaning to respond.
 
When she was done with my feet she grabbed onto my legs and bent me over her muscular knee on the edge of the bed.  She was much larger than me and just one of her powerful legs was bigger than my body.  Kendra then began spanking me.  I don't know if my white bikini bottom was the perfect tartet for her or if she just had really good aim but she hit the sweet spot everytime she spanked me!  "Ohhhhh!" I yelled out as she spanked me.  "Oh you like this don't you bitch" she said.  "Ohhh yes, please don't stop" I said as she spanked me again.  Each spanking she delievered sent a shock wave of pleasure through my pussy and I almost had an orgasm just from her spanking me!  She laughed as I moaned.  "Do you have a strap-on?" she asked as she continued to spank.  "Middle... drawer...nightstand" I barely replied, out of breath from moaning.  She then tossed me back on the bed and I landed on my back.  I squimed with pleasure as I watched her take off her shoes and bikini.  Kendra was now wearing the strap-on and she approached me.
 
"Won't be needing this anymore" she said laughing as she began taking off my white bikini.  One my bikini bottom was off she slid the strap-on into my pussy.  "Ohhh" I screamed out.  "You have been teasing me with these and putting them right in my face since the day we met" Kendra said as she ripped my white bikini top off.  She then gently cupped my breasts with her rough, callous hands and began squeezing them a little as she thrust in and out.  "Your skin is so soft and flawless" she said, complementing me.  I couldn't take my eyes off of her huge military muscles as she fucked me harder and harder.  Before long she  was thrusting so hard that my DD breasts were bouncing all over the place and I could see the look of pleasure on her face as she watched them.  
 
Between the toe sucking and the spankings and her playing with my tits it didn't take long for me to reach orgasm and it was the most intense orgasm I had ever expereince.  I moaned as I rode wave upon wave upon wave of rhythmic pleasure.  But Kendra was far from being finished with me and she transitioned from position to position.  She had me in positions I never even knew were possible and there were times when my body was completly suspended in the air as she worked her magic.  Kendra was definately an expert at sex and she made me feel like a novice.  Some of the postions she was able to hold me in just out of pure strength and they are not positions I would be able to hold another girl in, because I'm too weak, but I certainly enjoyed being held in them myself.  It was so intense that I actaully had another orgasm before she did.  
 
When the night was through, I fell asleep in her powerful arms.  Kendra exhausted me with all of her brutal domination tactics!  But I still felt so safe around her.  I enjoyed the way her rock hard body felt wrapped around my slender body and I slept soundly.  When I woke up I discovered that my woman warrior was gone.  She left me a note that read "maybe I will see you again when I return home after my next tour but I hope I gave you something to rememeber me by last night."  Kendra certainly did!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 


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