Mixed Boxing Stories 2

  Ata fell in love watching Mike wrestle with Debra one Saturday afternoon at the Amazonia Boxing Club. "Love" was not a simple word for Ata, a thirty year old, raven haired body builder. Sexual aggression was woven into her love for beating up certain types of men Got a cute ass, decided Ata, watching Debra sock Mike straight on the chin, sending him into a standing daze. Nice weak chin, too! Ata mentally noted. She moved closer to ringside to examine the male participant. As for Mike, Debra slapped him back to full consciousness and directly applied a sleeper hold. Mike's hands pulled at Debra's tightening arms, but he knew the match was over and very soon he'd be sleeping in Debra's arms. Unconscious and cradled in the limbs of a stronger woman, her generous breasts serving as pillows, appealed deeply to Mike, because he was a schmoe, a straight male who got sexual pleasure from losing to a woman in mixed combat. Ecstasy swelled through his body as the blac...

  My fling with Mei lasted two days. Mixed boxing or wrestling, it didn't matter. Every guy who challenged Mei was carried from the ring. Sometimes to the hospital. I watched Mei take my friend Sam apart, but she was a skilled and stronger fighter than he was. Aware of how she turned him on, Mei encouraged Sam to get horny long enough for her to make the kill. Sam never completely pinned Mei down and the more intimate she allowed their physical contact, the more distracted Sam was. Slipping behind him without warning, Mei landed a neck chop. The result wasn't an immediate knockout. Sam was dazed, grinning stupidly. Mei clamped on an unforgiving sleeper hold and within a minute Sam was unconscious on the canvas. As Emma the Ref counted Sam out, Mei moved in the ring like a panther. Our wrestling match was KO endings only, at my insistence. Mei was impressed. "Typical male," she accused. "Think you're gonna put me under?" "I will." Circling each ...