Suli

After two years of auditions and bit parts, Kiki's acting career was moving. Commercial directors had taken a liking to her devilish sexuality to sell products as varied as lingerie and sports cars. As a result, Kiki took on Suli as a partner in her session work. The new girl, 32 year old, took up the work instantly. The Asian-American body builder had a personal passion for beating up men, especially potential boyfriends and seized the chance to earn a good living doing it.
Much of the client contact happened at The Amazonia Boxing Club, where Suli met up with Gordy. As with a lot men wired like Gordy, Suli found him to be sweet- natured and intelligent. The clincher for Suli was the way Gordy looked at her breasts - like he wanted to fight a woman and lose.

Emma the Ref was the only person in the ring when Suli and Gordy squared off at the Amazonia. Judging by the aggressive smirk on the woman's face and the longing in Gordy's blue eyes, Emma knew this wasn't going to take much of her time. As she waved the combatants together, Emma marvelled at the different varieties of fore play there were.
"You ready to sleep, Gordy?" asked Suli, who was a few inches taller than Gordy. This provided Gordy the thrill of her sharp brown eyes burning into him.
From the start of Round One, Suli taunted Gordy, keeping away from his punches. Gordy swung fast and wide, as if he were attempting to embrace or cop a feel from Suli, instead of actually fighting.
His dick is out ahead of his brain, Suli thought. In the next round, she went to work in earnest.

At first they were just taps on the face and chest, to get him more worked up than he already was. Then Suli turned up the force behind her fists and saw Gordy falter from the progressive battering.
As the match continued, Suli informed Gordy of what his duties were going to be when he came around.
"After smooching my ass cheeks, which I know you're dying to do!" Suli declared between hammering Gordy's skull. "You're going to give me the best cunny you know how until I tell you to stop!"
The vision of Suli's dark haired pussy made Gordy want the fight over immediately.
Within in a minute, Suli made his desire a reality.
The amazon put one hard punch in Gordy's midsection, leaving him unable to breath. A flash upper cut spun the ring in circles for the male fighter, giving Suli a moment to enjoy his comic stumbling. When her target lurched forward, limbs flying, Suli made sure it was directly into a double body shot. Pain made Gordy groan loudly and blinded him to the left-right combination hurtling at his jaw.
Blackness.
Gordy briefly opened his eyes. He was on his back, arms and legs filled with lead. Emma the Ref was calling out numbers. Suli was yelling,"He's fucking out cold! This pussy is sleeping!"
Gordy knew he'd been knocked out.


He was nearly standing when he woke, being supported by Suli's strong arms. She lead him to his corner and hooked his arms over the top ropes. Random stars still burst in multicolored explosions around his lolling head. Emma the Ref was gone from the ring.
"Eyes on me, Gordy!"
Gordy saw Suli was removing her boxing gloves slowly.  Hands free, she unlaced her boots, then pulled off her top and tight shorts, followed by her panties.  Gordy smiled dreamily. The naked Suli was exactly what he expected: muscular, with big round tits and pussy nested between powerful thighs.
"I'm going to let you kiss it," she promised. "But I have a present for you first."
Gordy watched Suli put her gloves back on and flex her biceps in his face.
"These muscles are going to knock you out in a minute. And not for a cat nap like you just took. When I hit a man like you, they're out for the night!"
She ordered Gordy to kiss her biceps which he did, lovingly.
"Good boy! Lights out, banana dick!"
Hard pain rammed Gordy's skull. He fell limp and senseless across Suli's shoulder.

Potent erotic dreams crowded his sleeping brain - the time he wrestled his ex girlfriend Jasmine, boxing Kerry Washington and making it with a gym bunny named Cathy. Suli informed Gordy later that he creamed himself three times on the ride back to his apartment.

When Gordy recovered from the second knockout, he and Suli fucked. She was his first muscle girl and Gordy gave in without a struggle to her body and personality.

"Come here, Gordy!"
Gordy sat up on his bed, half zonked despite having slept late. Suli opened her overnight bag and removed a right hand, white boxing glove. Gordy's heart raced.
"Our session was great!" she purred, pulling on the glove. "I have to go now...and so do you..."
Suli looked at the glove and then at Gordy with seductive menace. "Come on...get up!"
without realizing it, Gordy was on his feet. Suli kissed her client one last time.
"I'll see you in my dreams, Gordy!"
WHAP!
The uppercut's force flung Gordy on the mattress. After she dressed, Suli kissed the unconscious male, called him an "asshole" and went home.