All the twenty-something girls got knocked out pretty quickly
by Paula. Proud of her victories since joining the Amazonia Boxing Club,
Paula went up against women in their forties. It took three knockout
losses to convince Paula she was out of her league. So she switched to
men.
The change worked out much better, rewarding Paula with a growing list of sex partners and a dangerous boast to her ego. Paula figured if she could knockout a bunch of guys her age, she could defeat any man. Because of that assumption, she challenged Marcus Apted.
At the Amazonia, the forty-two year old Apted was a mystery. In fighting shape and a an expert boxer, he was extremely attractive to women. He more than reciprocated the feeling, having fucked nearly all the female membership and knocked most of those women out in matches.
When anyone gave it a thought, no one was able to say what he did to make the money he spent lavishly on his lovers. Apted was very vague on the matter. For the last decade, he was a professional thief, specializing in the moveable assets and property of the extremely wealthy.
He had been admiring Paula for a long time before her challenge. Skinny and lose limbed, Paula possessed the tear drop breasts you often see on thin women. Rumors among the small male membership of the Amazonia claimed Paula was promiscuous on an epic level. All those traits appealed to Apted, so he accepted her call to battle.
"How do you read her?"
Emma the Ref glanced over her shoulder as she tied Apted's boxing gloves, eying Paula critically.
"She's in love with dick, that's all," Emma said. "She fights guys so they'll want to fuck her."
Apted smiled. "Her plan is working!"
Emma let out an ironic laugh. She had seen Apted's work in the ring, often and up close. "You be nice about this, Marcus. One, two and she goes down."
"Three should do it." Apted remarked, standing as Emma waved Paula and him to the center of the ring. Emma reviewed the rules, stepped back a few paces and said, "Fight!"
Both threw up their fists. Apted immediately recognized the open, smiling face particular to a horny young woman.
"You ready, Paula?"
"You're going down old man!"
Apted admired Paula's glowing brown eyes, shapely legs and her flat, smooth and exposed midsection.
"I'll assume that means 'yes' '
Apted's right tunneled into Paula's belly. Pain bent her forward, her eyes comically round saucers from the agony.
"OOOOFFF!" burst from Paula at the even harder left to the midsection.
Apted kept the girl from falling as she struggled for air. "Okay, Paula, you ready?"
The response was a moan between two gasps.
Apted's upper cut straightened Paula up and suspended her, flat footed, in front of her attacker.
Her eyes half rolled up behind drooping lids, Paula made two slow swipes at the air and went to the canvas.
"That was quick," Emma the Ref remarked. "Help me with her."
Together, they carried Paula to the recovery room.
Being knocked out for the first time by a man made Paula crazy. She couldn't stop thinking about Apted for two weeks. Then she broke down and called him.
He took her out to dinner and then they went back to his house, where they had sex all night.
"Hey, I can still take you, sweetheart!" Paula said, her brain still spinning the next morning from the potent cocktail of love, lust and multiple orgasms. Apted walked in from the kitchen, left the two plates of breakfast on the table and embraced the naked Paula.
She felt so secure and sexy in Apted's strong arms, especially with his hands on her bare ass as he pulled her close. They exchanged a long kiss.
"I'm sorry sweet heart, you can't."
WHACK!!
The short, hard, from the chest upper cut tagged Paula's chin. She went limp against him.
Apted gave her a kiss on the cheek and carefully deposited her on the bed. For a moment he looked at her naked body and decided she was the one.
Pulling the sheets and blanket to her shoulders, Apted kissed Paula's smiling lips.
He had a proposition for Paula when she came to.
The change worked out much better, rewarding Paula with a growing list of sex partners and a dangerous boast to her ego. Paula figured if she could knockout a bunch of guys her age, she could defeat any man. Because of that assumption, she challenged Marcus Apted.
At the Amazonia, the forty-two year old Apted was a mystery. In fighting shape and a an expert boxer, he was extremely attractive to women. He more than reciprocated the feeling, having fucked nearly all the female membership and knocked most of those women out in matches.
When anyone gave it a thought, no one was able to say what he did to make the money he spent lavishly on his lovers. Apted was very vague on the matter. For the last decade, he was a professional thief, specializing in the moveable assets and property of the extremely wealthy.
He had been admiring Paula for a long time before her challenge. Skinny and lose limbed, Paula possessed the tear drop breasts you often see on thin women. Rumors among the small male membership of the Amazonia claimed Paula was promiscuous on an epic level. All those traits appealed to Apted, so he accepted her call to battle.
"How do you read her?"
Emma the Ref glanced over her shoulder as she tied Apted's boxing gloves, eying Paula critically.
"She's in love with dick, that's all," Emma said. "She fights guys so they'll want to fuck her."
Apted smiled. "Her plan is working!"
Emma let out an ironic laugh. She had seen Apted's work in the ring, often and up close. "You be nice about this, Marcus. One, two and she goes down."
"Three should do it." Apted remarked, standing as Emma waved Paula and him to the center of the ring. Emma reviewed the rules, stepped back a few paces and said, "Fight!"
Both threw up their fists. Apted immediately recognized the open, smiling face particular to a horny young woman.
"You ready, Paula?"
"You're going down old man!"
Apted admired Paula's glowing brown eyes, shapely legs and her flat, smooth and exposed midsection.
"I'll assume that means 'yes' '
Apted's right tunneled into Paula's belly. Pain bent her forward, her eyes comically round saucers from the agony.
"OOOOFFF!" burst from Paula at the even harder left to the midsection.
Apted kept the girl from falling as she struggled for air. "Okay, Paula, you ready?"
The response was a moan between two gasps.
Apted's upper cut straightened Paula up and suspended her, flat footed, in front of her attacker.
Her eyes half rolled up behind drooping lids, Paula made two slow swipes at the air and went to the canvas.
"That was quick," Emma the Ref remarked. "Help me with her."
Together, they carried Paula to the recovery room.
Being knocked out for the first time by a man made Paula crazy. She couldn't stop thinking about Apted for two weeks. Then she broke down and called him.
He took her out to dinner and then they went back to his house, where they had sex all night.
"Hey, I can still take you, sweetheart!" Paula said, her brain still spinning the next morning from the potent cocktail of love, lust and multiple orgasms. Apted walked in from the kitchen, left the two plates of breakfast on the table and embraced the naked Paula.
She felt so secure and sexy in Apted's strong arms, especially with his hands on her bare ass as he pulled her close. They exchanged a long kiss.
"I'm sorry sweet heart, you can't."
WHACK!!
The short, hard, from the chest upper cut tagged Paula's chin. She went limp against him.
Apted gave her a kiss on the cheek and carefully deposited her on the bed. For a moment he looked at her naked body and decided she was the one.
Pulling the sheets and blanket to her shoulders, Apted kissed Paula's smiling lips.
He had a proposition for Paula when she came to.
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