Koed last nite
By Rachel dlr360@netscape.net
A knockout can be erotic.


I have to write this story while it's fresh in my mind. I was koed by another
women in the boxing ring last nite and still feel a little woozy but I'm not
sure if it's from the knockout or the great sex with my hubby all nite.

This story began a couple of months ago. My name is Rachel and I work as a
trainer for an exclusive gym in the upper midwest that specializes in female
combat. Boxing is my area of expertise and is very popular with our members. A
couple times a year, the gym hosts an open house weekend to attract new
members. We display all functions of the gym including sparring sessions in
one of our two rings. The trainers take turns sparring with each other or
guest that are potential members, nothing serious. It's done using 12-oz
gloves and wearing headgear. On Friday and Saturday evenings each trainer
boxes a three round match. The trainers are dressed in brief gym shorts and
sports bra with no protective cups. This of course appeals to the hubby and
boyfriends with the result that they encourage their lady to take up boxing.
What can I say, the gym is in it to make money.

Saturday afternoon, I was waiting for a lady from the crowd to be gloved as my
next sparring partner. I noticed a very well dressed couple near the back of
the gym. He was wearing an Armani suit and her blouse and skirt had to be a
Paris creation of some kind but not gym wear even for influential people. The
last I noticed them they were talking with our manageress, Jill.

Jill approached me during my break and said that she had an opponent for my 3
round match. I asked who and she said a prospective client, so take it easy on
her. Jill approaches me about 30 minutes before the match and tells me that
the lady, Margaret would like to box without headgear. I say ok, after all
we're wearing 12-oz gloves.

I enter the ring for the match. Jill's hubby is the referee so we chat as we
wait for Margaret. I can't believe my eyes, as she's the well- dressed lady
that was in the audience earlier. I then notice that her gentleman is at
ringside. Margaret is about 5' 10" and 140ish I'd guess with perky 38d
breasts. She's wearing pale green silk trunks and sports bra with no
protective cups, which I wondered about. Our ladies would have insisted that
she wear them. I'm 5' 7" and a 129 pounds with 38dd breasts and wearing silk
shorts and sports bra in the gym's colors of white and gold.

Jeff, our referee, tells us to keep it clean and come out boxing at the bell.
Margaret and I smile at each other and touch gloves. We come out jabbing at
each other in round one. I soon realize that this lady has done this before as
I start getting whacked with some heavy punches, especially for 12-oz gloves.
The punches weren't anything I couldn't take and I just figured that the
gloves were old. We were both perspiring by the end of the round.

I noticed my hubby, who came to pick me up for dinner, as I was finished after
this session, sitting only a seat from Margaret's gentleman. I gulped a little
water before going out for round 2. Margaret kept targeting my breasts in the
2nd round so I gave her a little taste of my right against her left tit. She
screamed a little, then said to me, ok let's go for it. The pace quickened and
the punches became firmer. We now had almost all the people in the gym
watching and some even cheering. This was turning into a bout.

I looked at David, my hubby, who had a "What's happen" look on his face.
Margaret's hubby looked very pleased with his lady's performance. One more
round and I'm out of here. Margaret actually stepped the pace up a bit in the
final round. I hit her back as hard as she hit me. We got into a slugging it
out and the next thing I remember is David holding ice on my jaw asking if I'm
ok. I was on my back in the ring.

David said that she caught me on the end of my chin with a right and I fell
onto my bum. Jeff looked like he was going to stop the fight but Jill shook
her head indicating, no. Jeff counted and I got to my feet. David said my back
was to him so he couldn't see my eyes but I did start boxing again. He said
that about three punches later she hit me with a left, then a right both flush
on my chin. I toppled over crashing flat on my back. Jeff counted to 10 before
I moved.

David said that my nipples were sticking up like bullets against my silk
sports bra. David helped me to my corner, then the dressing room, where we
were both horny as hell. I didn't even shower, I just put my coat on over my
gym clothes. We raced home, where we tore each other's clothes and fucked all
nite.

Jill just called to see if I was coming in. I said, "get real." She said that
Margaret and her husband want to talk to me about another fight. David is all
for it.