Dawn in Love

 
A lot of the time, Dawn was pretty horny. Usually, it was the normal, daily arousal of interest she felt when she saw an attractive male. Every so often, desire hit Dawn like she'd stepped on a live power cable and burned her body like a high grade fever.
Ben made her feel that way when she first encountered him working on a speed bag in the main gym of the Amazonia Boxing Club. She wondered what it felt like to have him inside her. And once that question entered her mind, it never left. But Dawn waited for feedback about Ben from the other girls in the women's locker room.
Two friends, Jasmine and Marie, had been with Ben and rated him very highly. Those two should know, Dawn concluded.

They went back to Dawn's house after a few drinks. It didn't take long for Ben to notice the expression of predatory lust in his date's eyes. When Dawn asked if he wanted to the boxing ring in her newly finished basement, Ben said, "Yeah!" Boxing with women was one of the main reasons he joined the Amazonia.

For this particular match, Dawn fought topless, which was an unfair advantage over Ben, who stood startled and entranced. For a few moments, Ben thought they might fuck before they boxed, but was snapped back to reality by Dawn's voice.
"Ben, you look ready!"
Dawn's full red lips parted into a smile as she surveyed her opponent below the waistband of his trunks.
"I am!"
WHAP!
Ben's eyes rolled up and his entire body gave way in a wave-like motion. Yes!! Dawn thought, as Ben went to the canvas, limp and senseless.
"I'm going to fuck you, boy!" she told him, banging her red boxing gloves together. "I'm gonna rub it your face and fuck like a woman in love!"
She dragged Ben from the ring and then hefted him over her shoulder. Moving him to her bedroom took no effort at all.

Dawn was sure it was love.
Usually Dawn liked to physically dominant the males she had sex with, but this time she wanted to be plowed by her lover. They woke late the next morning entwined with each other, Ben face resting on her breasts.
"I don't have to ask if you enjoyed yourself..." Dawn whispered.
"No way!" exclaimed Ben, quietly. "You know Dawn, I think you're special!"
Dawn was struck by the novelty of the statement. "Really? Are you in love with me, boy?"
"Yeah! I am!"
Ben instigated a long, deep kiss between them.
"Me, too." Dawn admitted. "But still I'm..."
WHACK!!
The quick right put Ben out instantly. He came around an hour later in his own bedroom, his jaw aching.

Two weeks later was the rematch. Again, Dawn went into the match topless. She was in love with Ben and, looking into his eyes, she knew he felt the same way, too.
"Ready for another nap?" asked Dawn, seductively.
Ben pulled her gently, but firmly into a full embrace, diving into an kiss. Oh God! Dawn thought as their tongues danced, It's real, it's really real!
When they broke their embrace to catch their breath, Ben's left shot upward, hammering Dawn's chin. The raven-haired beauty let a soft moan and toppled onto Ben's bare chest. A big sleepy smile filled Dawn's face.
Sitting the limp fighter on the canvas, Ben thumbed both her eyelids. Her eyes were rolled up, showing only hard boiled eggs. Carefully, he eased Dawn onto her back. Ben slipped a folded up towel under Dawn's head.

He planned to abandon her there. She'd come around in a few minutes and get the message about who was in charge of the relationship, whatever that was going to be. Then Ben looked at Dawn, out for the count, and gathered her in his arms and carried her to the bed where they'd made love. He stripped off her boxing gear and pulled a blanket to her chin. He took a shower and the pair talked after Dawn came to.