Robin

She was a small girl in her early 20s, inches shorter than most of the men at the Amazonia Boxing Club. Dark eyes and full lips drew male attention from Robin's lean, strong body and small breasts. After a few minutes their vision lowered and they speculated to themselves what sex with Robin would be like. If they faced Robin in the ring, they wondered why she took up boxing. Studying her face and brown, flirty pony tail that bounced around her shoulders, Max knew the reason. Robin's eyes peered up at her opponent and seemed to say "Now!" with longing.

Robin did the best she could against Max. After three rounds of battering each other, Max keeping the enthused Robin in check, the girl was knocked out cold. The punches were two short, crisp shots to the face. Robin's eyes closed as her head rocked side to side and she did a sudden el foldo like a collapsing puppet that left her in a heap on the canvas. With urgent pleasure, Max watched Emma the Ref count Robin out.

They had a rematch a month later, but Max put Robin to sleep in round seven. Robin had more stanima this time and inflicted a lot of pain before her opponent's right hook floored her.

Robin was unconscious for five minutes. Max stood by her in the recovery room, where Emma and Robin's second, Casthy, had carried her. The fighters stared at each other silently as Robin sat up on her elbows. Max was consumed by the exhaustion and bewilderment in Robin's eyes and by her dishevelled pony tail.

They made love a few days later in Robin's house. Robin made little resistence to Max's invitation to dinner. She saw herself, her entire body, craddled in the palms of his hands.

The sun was barely shinning as Robin stood by her bed, still naked. Max, walking from the bathroom wearing yesterdays cloths with hair washed and combed, saw how Robin looked at him.

Max pulled open one of the drawers in a naerby dresser and retrieved a pair of yellow silk panties.Kneeling down at his lover's feet, he pulled open the waist band. Robin placed her feet in the garment. Her drew the panties up to her slender hips, feeling the smooth skin of her toned thighs on his fingers.

Max called Robin "Princess" and encircled her body with his own, drawing her into a kiss. Max felt Robin relax in his hold, her breathing increasing with arousal. He stepped away and threw a right upper cut that lifted Robin off her feet, propelling her onto the bed. Robin was instantly knocked out.

It was easily to manipulate the unconscious girl into a prone position, flat on her back on the bed sheets, head resting on a pillow. Max had measured the force of his punch with care, Robin would only be out for a few minutes.

Kneeling down he kissed Robin on the lips.
"Slut." he whispered affectionately in her ear. Max pulled on his coat and left.

When Robin woke, her head spun for a few moments. Soreness throbbed in her jaw until a blinding orgasm pulsed through her, making pain and pleasure into one. 

Will's Girls

Will didn't dream while he slept off the effects of Carmelita's knock out punch. A warm pleasure surged through his body until he finally woke and saw Carmelita looking down at him, smiling. Her right hand was down the front of his trunks, fingering Will's purple erection. As he orgasmed, Will fell in love.

Carmelita and Will were together for six months, almost a lifetime for Carmelita who kept a male lover for only half that time.

Will was good natured and an excellent lover. But Carmelita believed that Will wanted something she could not provide. And then another guy at the gym caught her eye, a "gentle" like Will, but with the darker shade of hair that always excited Carmelita.

She broke the news to Will the morning after a particularly hungry night of fucking.

"I never stay long with a guy," said Carmelita as they stood at the foot of Will's bed. She was pulling on her shorts and T-shirt as she spoke. "And you're the longest I've been with anyone."

Will signified his anger and disappointment with a resentful shrug and a blank stare.

"Don't be like that. Will!" Carmelita shivered with arousal. "I want to ...give you...something before...I go..."

"Yeah?" asked Will with still hurt feelings. "What?"

WHAP!!

Carmelita's upper cut tagged Will on the chin, lifting him off his feet. Flame-bright pinwheels exploded in his vision and merged into a white blur.

Carmelita savored the sight of her now former lover laid out on the bed, placidly smiling. She was still catching her breath and adjusting her panties when she kissed him good bye.



For weeks will felt completely abandoned, mopping around at work and the gym

One day, while changing to go home, he found an envelope in his locker, with the instructions "OPEN ME, WILL!" in a neat, feminine handwriting. Inside was a short note in the same script "NIGHTY-NIGHT" with pink hearts dotting the "i"s.

CHUMPH!!

A judo chop struck Will on the neck. The shock made him momentarily rigid. The locker room went dim and then black as Will felt like he was falling backward down a steep mountain.

The blackness lifted. Will sat on a folding chair in a corner of a boxing ring.

"Hey, Will, you awake? I'm Serena!"

Will rubbed his sore neck as he looked up with widened eyes at a brown skinned beauty clad in a blue, one piece bathing suit, cut high on the hips, highlighting her long, muscular legs.

"You read my love note?"

"Love...note?" Will asked in a murmur, instantly entranced by Serena's bright smile and blazing eyes. As the fog vanished from his head, Will remembered Serena as one of the women who recently joined the gym.

"That doesn't hurt, does it...Gentle?" asked Serena, leaning over to caresses the spot she had chopped only a few minutes earlier. Shifting her head, she and Will's lips met and for a long moment they kissed.

When she broke the embrace with the befuddled Will, Serena asked if he wanted to wrestle. Will babbled agreement.

"Now, I only do knock out wrestling," explained Serena as the couple circled each other in the ring. "The match isn't over until one of us is out cold! I wonder who that might be?"

Hoping to tackle her, Will leaped forward at Serena, who deftly clotheslined the young man, jerking his head back and putting him in a ko daze.

For a few moments, Will's thoughts, mostly of Serena's legs and ass, floated weightlessly in his head. Then Serena's drop kick put him on the canvas.

"Come on, nino, get up!" Serena cooed as she pulled the groggy Will to his feet and spun him in a circle.When he faced Serena again, her right fist wa rising from her hip, directed at Will's chin. There was a smile of evil excitement on her lips/

BAP!!

Will sagged and Serena's arms held him a second time. "No,no,no mi perrito, not time to sleep yet!"

Serena shook Will's shoulders playfully.

Now fully awake, Will resisted Serena's grasp successfully, only to find her arms enveloping his throat. His hands tore violently at Serena's constricting arms. Serena let out a short laugh at his efforts.

Will felt light , slightly elevated from the ground. His arms began to reach forward as if to reach a figure only he could see. Will's thinking drifted as he relished the grip of Serena's arms at his throat and the tone of her honey voice telling him he was about to be knocked out like a "gentle" should be.

"Ohhh look, my peritto is turning into a gattito!" Serena whispered lovingly in his ear. Will's legs were already bending and Serena was easing him into a sitting position. "Look at your manhood, Will, dying to get out! Too bad you're so thrilled to be knocked out!"

Serena jerked the hold tighter for a few seconds. Will felt incredibly sleepy and horny all at once. Now seated on the canvas in Serena's grasp, he thought happily of sex with Carmelita and her white blond hair and how she looked in her fighting stance in the ring. When she heard Will sigh, Serena knew this was almost over.

"I'm a rough like Carmelita, she told me all about you Will!"

Feeling the young man sag against her as he lost consciousness made Serena's hips quiver with sharp violence. Will was dizzy from the way the ring was spinning and he smiled as the swarm of black spots that had filled his vision smeared into a wall of black. Submerging into a great ocean of unconsciousness, Will felt relaxed and content.

Catching her breath, Serena gently placed Will's upper body on the canvas and kissed him. She pulled his trunks back and saw his massive, purple hard on.

When Will had fully recovered, he spent the night with Serena.