Koed last nite - Part 2
By Rachel e-mail dlr360@netscape.net
An erotic weekend at Margaret's.


Note: Part 1 is included at the end for those who haven't read it yet.

I called Margaret about a week after she had koed me. She asked if I was
angry. I said, "Well yes, you and Jill set me up". She said, "I'll offer you a
chance to get even." She invited us for dinner on Friday nite. We knew that we
didn't have clothes to compare with Margaret and her hubby but we did dress
smartly. David wore his blazer over a turtle neck sweater and I wore a silk
blouse and short plaid skirt.

They invited us into the living room for drinks before dinner. I introduced
David and she introduced her husband, Gavin. Their maid served drinks and we
began to chat. Margaret was excited, her nipples were visible through her thin
silk blouse and David couldn't take his eyes off them. I walked up and
playfully pinched both of them. I caught her by surprise and she let out a
little squeal. You want to play she asked. I asked what she had in mind. Maybe
we could have a friendly tussle in our ring. We all walked toward their gym
area. Wow, it was superb, they had newer equipment than the gym I worked in.
Margaret immediately began to unbutton her blouse revealing her thin silk
pastel yellow bra. She then dropped her skirt to display matching lace
panties. I thought to myself, she was prepared for this. Margaret asked if I
needed something to wear and offered me a dressing room. I said I was ok and
proceeded to strip down to my bra and panties. It was now Gavin's turn to
stare but David's eyes were also glued on me as I striped. Fortunately I was
wearing matching silk bra and panties in lavender. It was a bit skimpy though
but there were just the four of us.

Margaret and I enter the ring. It was soon apparent to me that she is a very
accomplished wrestler. Most of my moves were in defense of hers. I'm not much
of a wrestler. We roll around the ring entwined together, arm and legs moving
in an attempt to gain superiority. I did get a schoolgirl pin on her. This
allowed me the opportunity to slip my hand inside her bra and pinch her bare
nipple. Margaret squealed, David and Gavin loved it. She then began to squirm
until she unseated me. We were both wet with perspiration and I was a little
played out as she is very strong and larger than I am. She managed to toss me
into the ropes and catch me as I bounced off, lifting me to shoulder height
and slamming me onto the canvas. My head was spinning from hitting the mat and
I was gasping for breath after having the wind knocked from me. I was still on
my back when Margaret stretched my arms over my head, then proceeded to kneel
on my shoulders trapping my arms under her legs. I was helpless as I looked up
into her twinkling eyes. I knew what was coming next. She slowly slid her
hands into my bra cups. My nipples were hard but I could feel them stiffen
even more as her hands rubbed across them. She knew that I couldn't break her
pin so she had all the time in the world. Margaret couldn't reach my bra catch
as it was under me so she tugged upward on my delicate bra until the material
between the cups tore. Both men were now fixated on my bare bullet like
nipples. Margaret asked if they wanted to hear me squeal. I tried to squirm
but she was too heavy. Gavin told her to pull my nipples up which she did
causing my 38dd breasts to be lifted vertically at the expense of my nipples.
I groaned a little but endured the pain. David was aroused but also concerned.
She then pinched hard enough for me to squeal which caused both men to jump.
Margaret leaned down and began to flick her tongue across my erect nipple.
David does this all the time but now I was experiencing a different sensation,
another women had me so aroused that I was sure I could feel my juices
dripping from my pussy. She continued to nibble at my nipples but she also ran
her fingertips down my taut tummy and just under the waistband of my panties.
It was so quiet that I could hear my breathing become irregular. Her finger
touched my pubic hair and I shuddered. She had brought me to orgasm in a
couple of minutes. My head was swimming. Margaret released me, helped me to my
feet and hugged me close. I could hear her tell David that he should take me
to the dressing room. Gavin helped David carry me to the sofa in the dressing
room. My legs were like rubber.

David came back in the room and poured us a glass of white wine. I almost tore
his clothes off, I wanted him inside me so bad. I was insatiable and we must
have fucked for an hour. I don't think either of us were this horny on our
honeymoon. David looked exhausted and my cheeks were flushed as we entered the
dining room for dinner.

We sat down to a fantastic dinner. During dinner, Margaret and Gavin told us
what they were looking for. Gavin began, "We belong to a gourmet dinner club
and every two months it's our turn to host the meal and provide the
entertainment. Margaret would like to box against you at our next dinner. It
would be in our ring, wearing much the same as you did today in front of 7
other couples. We would work out the details if you are interested." I looked
at David who was ok with the idea and said that I'd do it. We mutually agreed
on 6 rounds of 2 1/2-minutes each wearing 8 oz. gloves. We would wear a bra,
but not a sports bra, something more revealing and a bikini bottom, thong or
panties. There would be no protective equipment or padding. Margaret then told
me that she was planning on another knock out.

The men went to the games room to play 8 ball, while Margaret and I relaxed in
parlor with an after dinner drink. She came up behind me while I was seated on
the sofa and began to massage my neck. She opened the top two buttons of my
blouse, slipped my bra strap off my shoulder and began rolling my right nipple
between her thumb and index finger. The feeling was one of soothing
stimulation mixed with confusion. I was powerless to stop her advances. It
only took a few minutes before I had another orgasm. She knew and kissed me
gentle on my head.

The men rejoined us. David could tell something had happened and told me I
looked flushed and asked if I was ok. I said that it was the wine. We retired
early but again David and I spent most of the night with him deep inside me. I
just couldn't get enough sex. David was a little frightened, as he had never
seen me this way before.

The men left early for a golf game, poor David really looked tired. I slept
late but was awakened by a knock on the door. Margaret asked if she could come
in. She had a couple of matching bra and panties and wondered what I thought
of wearing them in the ring. "Wow", I said, "There's not much to them. I'll
hang out all over." That's the idea she told me. I agreed to try them on after
my shower. She went down to get me a coffee.

I came out the bathroom to find Margaret sitting on the bed wearing one of the
outfits. "It doesn't hide much" I said. Margaret's erect nipples were almost
poking through the thin silk of the bra and the leg openings of her panties
were trimmed with her curly blonde pubic hair. She handed me the other set and
said, "go ahead try it on" I let my robe slip off my shoulders, then wiggled
my way into the panties. I would need a bikini waxing before I could wear
them. I put the bra cups over my breasts and turned my back to Margaret to
fasten the hook. I turned around. "You look fantastic" she said. She asked if
I would box her in these and I nodded. She turned for me to unhook her bra,
which I did. Margaret turned to face me, I noticed her nipples were hard. She
reached around me and unfastened my bra, gently lifting it off my erect
nipples. She moved forward until our nipples were touching. I gasped. I wanted
to move back but I also wanted her body touching mine. I think we would have
moved to the bed but we heard David and Gavin come in. She pinched my nipple
hard enough to make me jump before going to her room.

The four of us said goodbye to each other. Margaret hugged me close and
whispered, "I want us to spend the nite together after the fight." My head was
spinning again but I heard Gavin ask David if he wanted to wager on the fight.
David placed $100 on me to win. I was so messed up now that I wasn't even sure
that I could hit Margaret. I had a week to get my head straightened out.

Koed last nite

By Rachel e-mail 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.