For the first time in a long while, Karen was in love. There were other men, many she encountered at the Amazonia Boxing Club, but she felt no emotion for them. But Will was the real thing, so she challenged him, as affectionately as she could, to a KOs only bout in the finished gym she had in the basement of her house.
Karen's body changed for Will when she aggressively confronted him, wearing her favorite red boxing gloves. Will knew he didn't come near his new girlfriend as a fighter, but he wasn't concerned. They already had sex. In addition, he loved her warrioress' legs, ample chest, and the way her eyes gleamed when Karen smiled. Will wanted Karen more when she smacked him around.
The knock out punch was the third upper cut to his chin as he clumped on the ropes. Will wsn't out immediately, but stood motionless and groggy before Karen, her left fist poised at chin level, ready to slug Will once more. Among Will's scattering thoughts, the memory of Karen's lips from their kiss before the match surged through Will as he went to sleep.
The ten count went slowly. Karen undid her gloves, flipped her lover on his back and kissed him before reaching "Ten!"
A harsh orgasm rattled through Karen's being, eyes rolling up, her open mouth gasping "I love you!"
Lovingly, she slipped the unconscious man's erection and brought him to orgasm with her right hand. She was toweling her hand clean when Paula stepped into the ring.
The leggy brunette was shorter and slighter than Karen. The women had been lovers a few years ago, until Paula was distracted by a guy named Max. Instead of being angry, Karen followed Paula's example and began sampling different men, starting with Max. To Karen's surprise, males were physically pleasing. And while Paula wanted to be dominated by men, Karen wanted them more submissive.
"One of those guys I can knock out with my tits!" she confessed to a friend. "The kind that struggle and lose!"
She had correctly figured Will for "that kind" long before they stepped into the ring. It was the way he looked at her bare chest the first time they fucked that clinched it for Karen.
"Is this him?" Paula asked, standing beside her friend. "He's cute. Are you going to test him out?'
"No, already taken care of. Will passed with straight A's."
Hefting the unconscious male to his feet, the two girls let his limp arms dangle on their shoulders and carried him to the chair in his corner.
"He's gonna have a shiner by tomorrow morning," Karen mentioned.
"Oh yeah?" Paula's voice went chirpy, like an excited bird. "Do you think he'll....?"
"We will see."
Karen had invited Paula to the match because she knew Will was exactly the kind of man both were looking for.
Paula was never the sexual aggressor with her new friend, the way Karen was. So it was month before they had sex, initiated by Will, who was fascinated by Paula's holding back. She told Will that she liked it best when the man was on top.
They boxed a week later in a private ring at the Amazonia, with Karen as referee.
For a moment, before the first punch was thrown, Paula felt that she was happily back in Will's bedroom again, as Will raised his gloves in her face. She wondered how many punches she would get in before being knocked out.
Will didn't engage much in the first round. Instead, he watched Paula's body as she boxed, waiting for the right moment.
Midway through round four Paula left a gap, exposing her jaw.
"Okay, Paula, see you in a few..." Will whispered.
"A few what?"
WHAM!
The hook was sharp and sudden.
Even Karen thought it was cruel of Will to hit Paula like that and Karen was dying to see her old girlfriend go out for the count.
There was an "Ohhhh!" from Paula as she stumbled sideways and then danced forward, her eyes glassy. She fell silently into dreamland.
Will was stunned by the unconscious Paula and never heard Karen deliver the ten count. He was speechless.
"She's out, Will," Karen congratulated him. "I mean out cold!" The blonde was close enough to Will to hear his shortened breathing.
"She's beautiful, isn't she? You made her that way!"
Will watched the graceful rise and fall of Paula's chest.
"Reminds me of when Paula and I were together." Karen stated. "Need me to..?"
Karen waited. Will's feet were bolted to the floor. "No, of course not!" she said, as Will removed his gloves and tested Paula's pulse. Karen took the smart phone from Will's gym bag and handed it to him. He began photographing Paula, mostly head shots with her inert boxing gloves by her ears.
"I imagine Paula is so happy right now," Karen told Will. "You're a fing perv."
They lifted Paula from the canvas after Will stowed the smart phone and carried her to the dressing room.
"Remember the rules," Karen reminded. "You're mine and she is yours!"
Paula let out an affirmative groan.
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