Naked Duel

"Duels often end in a single move," Carlyle said as Wendy circled around him slowly, sword held up towards him, "Make sure every strike is meant to finish the fight, and as quickly as possible."

"Yaaaa!" Wendy cried as she charged in to strike, but Carlyle quickly sidestepped it. Wendy saw this coming, and quickly backed off before Carlyle could retaliate, facing him the entire time to leave no openings.

"Good good, never show your back to the enemy," Carlyle nodded in approval.

Wendy's ace that she used in the martial arts tournament was useless, as the two were already naked. Despite all of their training, Carlyle was years of experience ahead of her, and somehow physically stronger and faster too. In order for Wendy to take control of this fight, she had to be creative.

She noticed that Carlyle's cock was rock hard, no doubt to the sight of Wendy's naked body. It wasn't much, but she could use this to her advantage.

"Haaaaa!" She yelled as she charged again, this time opting for a low strike from the right.

"Too slow!" Carlyle shouted as he blocked the strike with ease.

Wendy was one step ahead, and spun her body a full 360 degrees to quickly build momentum and strike him again from the other side. Carlyle reacted as he normally would in combat, but his muscle memory wasn't prepared for a big erection to be in the way, and he fumbled as bumped into his own dick.

"I got you!" Wendy smirked as her sword came into contact with Carlyle's left side. To her horror, the bamboo training sword snapped in two as it hit his abdomen.

Did he move so fast that she couldn't see? How the hell did he break her blade?

"Good job, you hit me," Carlyle congratulated her.

"Wait, but the sword..." Wendy trailed.

"Oh yeah my body has hardened up from all the hits it has taken over the years," he grinned, "That happens."

"I see..." Wendy replied, her face blushing from how strong Carlyle was. She couldn't believe this stupid old man had an attractive side. Sure he fought in a war, but what kind of war made his body break bamboo swords on contact!?

"Well, seeing as you won the fight, you're off the hook," Carlyle sighed, putting his sword away and cleaning up the broken one, "You're free to go."

"Oh..." Wendy replied. She had been so used to being dicked down after each sparring session with her master that it almost felt wrong to not be filled up with his cock right now.

"Take this," Carlyle came up to her, handing her an ornate katana that was black with gold accents and had blue cloth wrapping the handle, "Use this against that Fox-eared bitch, take **** for yourself and me."

"Yes master," Wendy received the sword, unable to help a few glances at Carlyle's erection.

"Now get on and go get back to your friends," Carlyle said, "Who knows what that woman has been up to in these last few days..."

Carlyle stopped as he felt Wendy's hand wrapping around his cock and slowly stroking it, her other hand gently placing the sword on the ground.

"Well... I've got a few more condoms," he grinned as he pulled her closer to cop a feel of her soft breasts.