Melanie Plays Rough

When Melanie asked Will if wanted to wrestle her, he could barely sputter "Sure!"
Melanie was curvy, especially in the chest and her lovely face, with her warm smile, distracted a lot of men. Will just stared at her breasts.
"Knockouts only!" she purred at him. "You think you can handle me?"
"Easily." Will responded.
"Really? All of me? Other guys have tried..."
For a moment, both looked each over silently.
"I can handle you, no problem!"
"And how about Cathy?"
The name jerked Will from his trance. "Who?....Oh...she won't mind...as long as we just ...wrestle."
"Of course." agreed Melanie.

Melanie, people told Will, played rough.
"I got in the ring with her once," Anthony told Will as they sat in a bar near the Amazonia Boxing Club. "She fucking trounced me for three rounds. And then WHAP! I woke up in a hospital bed."
"Damn!" Will said.
"And that night, at two in the morning, Melanie snuck into my room, dressed in a Halloween nurse out fit!"
Anthony added that Melanie fucked him stupid in his hospital bed for an hour and a half.
"I was stunned that this big tited woman who beat me senseless was giving the best sex of my life. And guess what she did when she was sated?"
"What?" Will asked, drinking his beer.
"She punched my lights out again! Melanie got this evil look in her eyes right after our tenth orgasm and she slugged me. When I came out of it, she was gone."
Well, that was boxing, Will decided later.

There were occasional wrestling matches at the Amazonia, but they generated a large turnout. Melanie enjoyed adulation from the mostly female crowd that collected around the ring.
"How are you going to handle Will?" asked Kaylee, Melanie's second.
"Horn dog over there? Put him in dreamland in front of everyone here."
Will stood alone in his corner, experiencing blind lust combined with combativeness. His plan was to trap Melanie is a tight hold and deliver a neck chop KO.  When the bell rang, Will was imagining Melanie unconscious, lying spent in his arms.
Will tried to execute his plans as quickly as possible, but getting Melanie in the right position was difficult. The pair entwined their bodies in an effort to achieve a pin, but Melanie would always evade Will before he could finish her off.

Melanie elbowed Will hard under his chin, stunning her opponent. Will found himself on the canvas, Melanie's body pressing down on him. Sitting up, the female wrestler removed her top, exposing her cantaloupe-like tits. Instantly aroused, Will wanted to lose the match.
"Kiss them, now!" Melanie ordered in the sweetest voice she had. She gave him a full minute of pleasure to press his lips to her smooth, brown flesh.
"Hope you're enjoying this now!" she told him.
Amid vocal cheers of "Knock him out!!", Melanie lowered her breasts, sealing off Will's mouth and nose. Her arms snaked around the back of his head, locking him in place. Even though he was slowly going under, Will reveled in having female flesh pressed on his face. He wanted so badly to make love with Melanie.
Melanie whispered erotic promises to Will as he felt the knock out hit. Melanie was replaced by swirling bright lights and then total darkness. A distant bell sounded, followed by Emma the Ref declaring "You're out!!" and Will was unconscious.

There was a forest of raised iPhones recording her victory as Melanie gave her victim a long kiss and strutted to her corner.
Every woman presented celebrated Melanie's destruction of another male - except Cathy.
Will's girlfriend of three months hurled herself into the ring, walked over Will and confronted Melanie.
"I hope you don't think you own my man now!" threatened the brunette.
"Don't get excited, I'm just borrowing him," Melanie said, confidently. "I'll return him in a week or two. He'll be bruised and beaten up, but in a great mood."
"Bitch!"
Cathy swung impulsively at Melanie, who stepped away from the fist's path. The wrestler countered with an upper cut, which crashed into Cathy's jaw.
As she stumbled, a giddy smile appeared on Cathy's lips. She moaned a male name that wasn't Will's and landed on the canvas like a felled Sequoia.
Melanie strutted back to Will and hefted him over her shoulder. She paraded around the ring and then carried him out to her car.