Mercedes

Mercedes was a body builder who liked men who weren't.

"There are two kinds of guys," she would tell friends. " 'Challenges' and 'No challenges'." Mercedes had been boxing since she was a teenager. "I'll fight both kinds, but I only love the second."
Eric worked out at the Amazonia Boxing Club, looking to get laid. He got in pretty good shape, but never very muscular, which made Mercedes want him even more. But she waited for Eric to notice her, which wasn't long.
"You want to fight?!" Mercedes asked Eric with a tone that mixed flirtation with violence. When Mercedes stepped closer, she added: "My eyes are up here, sweetheart!"
"Oh yeah!...I do..."
"Great!"
"No referee?"
Mercedes gave him a deep kiss. "I can count to ten by myself."
As Mercedes walked back to her corner to set the automatic round timer, Eric felt sure he was getting lucky that night.
"Help me with my gloves!"
Eric pulled the red boxing glove slowly over Mercedes' raised, clinched fist. "One punch from this one, Eric, and you're shattered!'
After the other glove went on her right hand, Mercedes said, "When I throw this one, it's over! You're a goner!"
Just as she flexed her hands in the gloves, the buzzer for the first round sounded.
The left fist slammed into the side of Eric's face. The right upper cut followed seconds later, jerking Eric into a knock out.
Eric lay flat on his back, seeing complete blackness, spotted with twinkling stars. He knew he was in dreamland, but still wanted to worship the biceps, eat the pussy and make love to the woman who had just clobbered him. The stars went dim and Eric was in deep slumber.

Before Eric stood his old girlfriend, Josie. She wore only skimpy tan panties and bra that contrasted so perfectly to her brown skin. Josie called Eric by name and the two made love on her bed. After a massive orgasm, Eric began giving her cunnilingus. With no warning, her thighs snapped shut around his neck and began to tighten. When she saw the scissors hold taking effect, Josie purred sweet nothings to her former lover. Eric loved the sweetness of her voice and the sensation of the familiar thighs on his face.
When Josie relaxed her calf muscles, Eric slumped gently, face-first in her bush. Smiling.

A week passed after their fight before Eric recovered. He called Mercedes and was invited to her house for a rematch.