Sarah Bryant: A real life fighter - Sex Stories

Sarah Bryant: A real life fighter

Sarah Bryant was going home from yet another day at college, when she heard screams. Running over to find out what was happening, the blonde student found two criminals tearing off the clothes of a fellow female student while kicking a downed male all over his body.

At first shocked, Sarah soon broke into a run, not giving any of the attackers a chance to react to her presence by warning them. She sent a right high kick into the head of an attacker who was shaven bald, and followed it up by a middle kick into his back which was amplified by Sarah’s somewhat high heels. Crying out in pain, the attacker went down, dazed and with a likely spinal injury, but wasn’t completely out. A bottle and a rag had dropped from his hands. This was definitely a rape about to be committed, and Sarah saved the girl.

“You b*tch! I’ll get you for that!” the other one shouted, and immediately got a handful of Sarah’s jacket, even though his footing wasn’t entirely solid. As he tried to punch the blonde in the gut, the dark-haired goon wasn’t ready for a left kick into his right knee, which sent him down, whining. However, his right hand had grabbed onto Sarah tightly, while his left hand thrust forward, trying to cut Sarah with a knife. She barely stopped him with her arms, and, as she tried to parry the attack into a throw, the female almost fell on top of him, having lost balance.

Since the knife made a cut through the leather, she went to take off the blue top, deciding it was too hot anyway, realizing the slow, sideways cut also damaged her bra. However, the injured attacker from before had grabbed her by the right leg, trying to avenge his injury. This, combined with a panicked kick of the other attacker, made Sarah stumble, while her bra fell off, as her arms had moved backwards to make taking the sleeveless top off easier.

She landed on her butt, slowing the fall with her left hand, feeling embarrassed for letting these criminals see her breasts. She looked clumsy at the moment, but this gave her a unique opportunity. The desperate, bald foe was trying to use her right leg as a support to get vertical, and it would be easier to apply a chokehold than beat him down. Sarah wanted to try it anyway, to get better at grappling. The fact that she was topless helped confuse him, and buy Sarah time for a grappling move.

Quickly hooking her left leg behind her target’s head, she crossed it with her right one at the ankle, and began squeezing the injured male’s neck. He quickly tried to pry at the toned calves of Sarah, but was weakening with every second, his groaning sounding more and more intermittent. Furthermore, Sarah grabbed his left arm, turning headscissors into a triangle hold.

“What is it? Wanna grope me? Try never again in Hell, because I’m going to send you there in a snap!”

Her words hinted at what was going to happen- the accent was crucial. She had seen action movies where women broke male necks with their thighs, and somehow, the ...