Meena steps into the ring

[Desi_Choco_Z]

Meena had won the Wildcats Champions series. She was a veteran now. As promised by the CATS Academy, her pay went up, and she got more perks. She could travel the world and stay at any of their CATS branch with a five star suite. She'd gone to Switzerland, Macau, and now she was in New York. Relaxing in her jacuzzi, warming up her body, she was having the time of her life. However she was getting a bit bored. There were no challengers against her yet. Vacation forever and no work, makes a girl very, very dull.

Her room back in India was being loaded in with some new roommates. Meena had decided to take a 2 week vacay and return once everything was settled. But she was bored. Mind numbingly so. She wanted to find Linh now that she was a champion and show off, maybe even get her revenge, but Linh had gone to Vietnam to participate in a national tournament. Meena thought of participating in the nationals back in India, but she wanted a break. But getting right back on the wrestling mat was a bit tiresome, as she wanted to cool her body completely before getting back in.

So she decided to try out a field that was less intensive as wrestling. Erotic Boxing.

When she spoke with her manager-friend Laura, she confirmed and said it might be a good idea to get exposed to different styles of dirty fighting. But she also said to not look down on boxing as less intensive.

Laura gave her details of an up and coming sexy boxer, Jada Jackson, an African American from New York. Meena relished the idea. She agreed to the match.

Soon it was the day of the match, and Laura escorted Meena into a building that looked like a normal gym. She led her into the elevator and pressed on the button with an icon of cat's paws. Probably different for boxing. For wrestling the icon was a cat's eye mask. Anyway she pressed the button and down the elevator went, until they reached a dimly lit gym room. Their first fight was going to be a private one with almost no clients, but there were a few women milling about outside the ring, chatting, probably friends of the boxer.

Meena entered the dimly lit hall and approached the only well illuminated area in the room-- one of the boxing rings in the left corner.

She was wearing a velvet red cloak, draped over her luscious, chocolate brown body, inside it nothing, save for velvet green, skintight booty shorts with her initials M.I. engraved on the waistband in italics.

The booty shorts were a gorgeous pick, made of velvet, showing off her thick thighs, and the delectable curves of her large butt.

Here, she put on some orange boxing gloves, and tried swinging her fists with them. Perfect. Her hair, as usual had been tied in a long braid reaching till her bottoms.

As per the rules of erotic boxing, she had come bare breasted. Her tits were naked inside her cloak, and her nipples erected against the touch of the soft fabric.

She saw Jada in the corner, also ready, waving at her with a smile. Jada was wearing a pink cloak, and had on velvet red knee length booty shorts. She had on red boxing gloves as she waved them to welcome her.

Meena had had a chat with Jada online before their match, and she seemed like a cheerful person. One of those people who get right back up even after being pummeled no matter what life throws at them. A likable person.

It also helped that Jada was hot. 36Fs--breasts almost the same as Meena. A big derriere--also something Meena shared. Those things looked like two separate bubbles trying to burst out of the seam of her yoga pants in her gym pics. Ohhh, that jiggle. All that leg muscle still couldn't remove that natural jiggle off her succulently fat behind. Strong, muscled thighs-prominent while standing-another trait Meena shared, though her own thighs were more fat than muscle. Perhaps Meena's ass was slightly bigger, as she felt her ass had gotten heavy during her relaxation phase after the championship win. But it only made her look sexier.

Jada also had a pretty face. Luscious, dark lips, with a lip piercing in the middle. A flat nose, and pretty round eyes. Her curly hair had been set into a double buns hairstyle.

They had both enjoyed their talk which started with stuff about their match, the rules, and then escalated into their hobbies, latest trends, the best malls, etc.

This could be considered platonic, but Jada had almost kissed her when they last met for an identity confirmation. Perhaps she was drunk. She did seem that way. But drink only brings out what is already there. And Jada felt it too.

Jada looked at Meena mesmerized. She saw that Meena had the most amazing hips. Supported behind by a succulent backside, shaped like a downward facing heart. And those thick thighs. She felt like if she ever ventured into the wrestling ring, she wouldn't mind tapping out before being smothered between those succulent brown melon crushers.

Big brown girls--she would LOVE to suck on one of those 38F twins, as she stared at them poking through the velvety fabric, bobbing up and down as Meena walked, braless and bare. And her face was the cherry on the top--pretty, luscious red lips, a slender, soft button nose, gorgeous black rimmed, almond shaped eyes with long, thick rows of eyelashes, and thick, black, hairy eyebrows. Especially that long, lustrous black braid, bouncing off of her expansive ass.

The match was about to start. Meena stood facing Jada, both of them baring their naked breasts.

The bell rung. A few spectators, mostly just women in their sweats gathered to watch.

"Well, our first fight, and I hear you're a veteran wrestler so don't expect me to go easy on you.....and don't go easy on me either....." Jada whispered.

Meena chuckled. "Ohh I won't go easy on you honey, so give it your best shot!"

Meena started hopping on her feet for a while, trying to emulate a boxer. She threw a straight fist with a huge whooshing sound, whose impact could certainly make a tree to drop some leaves. Meena was proud she had practiced with a trainer.

But her target was empty air. Jada had simply hopped to the right and avoided the attack. Meena hefted her body and used her other fist to throw another straight with the same force as before, added with the torque of her rotating body--but the result was the same, Jada had ducked and Meena's punch had barely missed her hair.

Then she felt a hard punch to her gut, as she doubled over, and suddenly her vision went blurry. And brown. And she felt gravity lose its effect.

When she opened her eyes she felt her world was upside down, with an upside down Jada looking down at her, smiling in a panicky way.

What had happened was--crouching Jada, hidden move. She had launched herself and shot her fist into Meena's abdomen, causing her to bend over, and immediately Jada launched both fists up and slammed them against Meena's massive underboobs, causing her tits to fly against her face and slap her eyes. At the same time, she had gotten another abdomen shot which just lifted Meena off her feet, and she went flying until she landed on the ropes, suspended upside down.

"A-Are you alright there, Meena?!", asked a worried Jada.

Meena couldn't tell if Jada was faking it or was genuinely empathetic. Neither of her previous opponents had Jada's mindset or vibe. Maybe Jada was one of those fucked up ones who liked to play with their prey.

"Y-yeahh I-I'm alright! ", Meena exclaimed, trying to muster all her strength.

"Phew! Most people are knocked out by then! I'm glad you're stronger!!"

"A little help?", Meena asked, to let her off the ropes and set her straight, so they could continue the bout.

"Ohhh, I'm sorry Boo, but if you're still able to fight, then I don't have to help you......them's the rules....You could try manouevering out of it yourself though!"

Meena was dumbstruck. "Huh?", was all she could manage to get out before, Jada approached her, and pulled her booty shorts upwards (since she was hanging upside down) and gently slapped her pussy.

Meena shivered. She was trapped on the ropes, her legs hooked over the top rope, her hands snaking out of a rope, only to return back into the ring, in the space between two ropes, and her head facing down, almost obscured by her gigantic breasts hanging down, their considerable weight almost dragging the ropes to the floor. In the distance though she couldn't see because of her boobs blocking her view, she thought she heard Jada stifle a laugh.

Jada stared at her Indian rival's pudenda. Meena's vaginal lips were engorged, and her slit was long and big. Bigger than most slits she had ever seen on other girls.

She could be sure it could fit the largest dildo and one medium size dildo in there if she squeezed, no problem.

Meena's hairy pubic bush had been trimmed to resemble the outline of a heart. But it had overgrown a bit, and her hair was all over the place since the WildCats championship was over.

Jada smiled at it. "Cute", she chuckled, as she ungloved one of her hands, and placed her fingers on the entrance to Meena's pussyhole.

She then tapped her fingers lightly on the wet surface, as Meena struggled below, trying to buck her legs off, but nope, she had to raise her upper body for that and Jada was blocking that from happening.

Jada, then slowly inserted her middle finger in her mouth, making it wet, thanks to the drooling of her mouth induced by the site of Meena's naked cooch.

Then she introduced the wet finger into Meena's pussy. Meena's eyes gaped, because the entering of the finger was deliberately slow. Jada wanted to feel as much of it, as she wanted Meena to feel it too.

But she couldn't do anything to stop it. Jada's finger waggled around inside, scraping the walls of her inner chamber, making Meena convulse and gasp here and there, as Jada continued her bold attempt to find the Indian girl's G spot.

All this fingering was getting to her. Since Meena was shaking her limbs, Jada grabbed onto Meena's asscheeks firmly with one hand, to stop the movement and began fingering her more intensely. Meena had to stop this. Then she got an idea.

She shimmied her chest, and let her heavy hanging boobs do the rest of the work. Her breasts slowly inched closer and closer to the mat, and Meena could feel her body slipping off the rubber, also due in part, because of the sweat.

Gravity loved her titties, and her nose was now 1 cm away from the floor of the mat, and her coffee colored dark nipples, just short of the floor.

But Jada had grabbed onto her ass. Meena could feel her finger getting dangerously close to her G spot. Then she felt it, an accidental scrape at the far end inside. Jada had reached the G spot. Meena violently bucked her hips, and the ropes gave way, her sweaty ass slipping from Jada's grip, her breasts flopping on the mat with the rest of her body, as she tried to crawl away from the ropes.

It was only for a second, but the memory of the half hearted touch remained in her. She hadn't cum yet, but she knew if Jada put conviction behind that finger, she would open up her doors. She shivered, as she quickly pulled up her booty shorts.

The bell rang. Phew, Meena sighed, and Jada shrugged. But as she walked to her corner, Meena swore she saw a secret smile tugging at the corners of Jada's mouth.

The next round began. Meena leapt back into the fray, and Jada followed suit. This time Meena was going to be prepared and observe Jada properly to jeep track of her movements. Jada strode up to her and raised her fist. Meena immediately put up her fists to block it, but it was a feint. Jada ducked at the last moment and reemerged with a punch to Meena's massive left tit.

Meena hopped back, clutching her smarting breast, and massaging it to relieve the pain. Jada didn't give her enough time.

Jada quickly leapt in after her, and followed up with another punch to her left tit. The same tit.

"Hooouff!!", Meena whimpered. Meena steadied her stance. Then Jada shot her fist, but this time Meena swerved around the arm to its side and followed up with a slapbang punch to Jada's big black udders from the side. The effect was like looking at Newtons cradle. One boob smashed into the opposite, sending it flying sideways in an arc.

Jada didn't get time to react, as Meena immediately returned with a punch to the chin, from below, making her drop onto her back. Jada lay on the mat dazed.

Meena bent over her, and offered her a hand. Jada shook the grogginess, and grabbed onto it, allowing herself to stand.

"You alright love?" Meena cooed.

"Never better"

They both leapt into a fighting stance again. Meena and Jada charged at each other, and shot their fists, Meena's landing squarely in Jada's jaw, causing the poor black girl to spit out her mouthguard. While Jada's punch landed a bit late, it still landed, right to Meena's solar plexus. She stood their quivering, clutching her sore abdomen, as the shock caused her mouthguard to gently drop out of her lips and precariously bounce off of her gigantic breasts.

They both stared at each other. There was still some time till the next bell. Jada moved first. She immediately dropped down on her knees, at Meena's feet, and within a flash, had pulled down her booty shorts. She was a fast worker alright. One smooch to the quivering brown girl's lady bits, and a rodentine squeal escaped her lips. Then Jada rolled out her tongue, slowly licked Meena's landing strip-cleft to mons and all. Meena's eyes rolled back, and the hair in her pube garden stood on end.

Now I know what you're thinking, and no- Jada wasn't going to eat her out. She was gonna draw this out as long as possible though. She licked, and licked until she started to bite. She nibbled a few areas, chomped and licked them, followed by a smooch.

Meena's eyes had rolled into her head, as she threw her head up and started the moanfest. She had grabbed onto Jada's hairbuns tightly, clawing and causing the hardworking girl to wince everytime she gripped her hair too tightly.

To make matters worse, Jada reached upwards and grabbed ahold of Meena's huge milkers, and started pulling them down. Meena was trapped and she knew it.

She felt her fanny being mauled and her titties being stretched like putty, but she wasn't going down without a fight. She released Jada's hair, and slid her arms lower down, grabbing ahold ofthe black girl's booty shorts. Then with a grunt, she hoisted it up, all the way above Jada's back.

Jada squealed in surprise as she felt her prized booty shorts, ride up her asshole, the fabric growing thinner and thinner, and tigher, threatening to divide her buttcheeks into two separate meatsacks.

Meena bounced it higher, and pulled more. In response, Jada bit down hard onto Meena's pussy, eyes shut, withholding the pain.

"YYYOOOOoooooowwww", Meena screamed at the bite, but she wouldn't give up either. She pulled the fabric higher and higher, until Jada let loose and screamed back.

"OOOOOOHHHHMAPUSSIEEEE!!!!MYAAASSSSSSSSTAAAHPPPBITCHH!"

"TAKE THISSSSS!GRAHHHHHH", Meena yanked harder and aggressively, causing the fabric to dig deeper till it cut into Jada's pussy, and then bounced it a bit, the friction causing a stinging burn to Jada's nethers,

Finally she could hear it. The sound of a rip. Sounded like release for Jada.

With a final bounce, the fabric ripped off, and down went Jada's inflamed ass, smacking onto the floor, her hands immediately trying to massage and soothe her pussy.

Meena threw aside the torn piece of fabric and knelt down on all fours. A distracted Jada couldn't see it coming. She slowly crawled over to the limp girl, and gently spread apart her naked thighs, stared at the hands clutching her swollen, sore pussy.

She slowly pried apart her hands, as a confused Jada just started to piece together what was going to happen. Meena then rimmed the outline of Jada's hairless slit, in a circular motion. She observed that the black girl's pussy was shaven clean, with a tattooed quote along the sides of her perineum--'I am a queen', in italics.

Meena snickered.

"Sure, you are....my royal highness....now let's see what the queen likes...", Meena whispered, as she locked her lips around the black girl's slit, and started gently sucking and kissing alternately along the margin. She then slid down her tongue, wide as a pancake, and started tracing her pussy bottom to up. Jada's eyes flickered, as her breasts rose, her thighs quivered and she gasped. Meena continued dribbling and sliding her tongue over the black girl's slate as slowly as possible. She then slowly puckered her lips into an 'O' and enclosed it around her throbbing clitoris, newly awakened. Jada's eyes opened as she tried to sit back up, but with a gentle shove, Meena pushed her back against the floor, her hands cupping Jada's naked breasts roughly and tightly. Jada shivered and cried.

Meena knew the basics of eating a woman out. She had learnt from her ex girlfriend (a bratty spoilt bitch), all the basics, from back when she did it to her. She knew that kissing, sucking and a nibble was okay to the clit. But bites were no goes. That was way more sensitive. She decided to test it out. She gently introduced her teeth and gave her clit a little nibble--Jada's legs writhed, as she sat up haphazardly, squealing, but Meena wouldn't give in. She raised her ass, manouevred her body towards Jada's face, and booty slammed her back into the ground, suffocating her with an ass smother. Meena now bent over again and returned to work on Jada's pussy. But Jada wasn't going to make it easy.

She slapped Meena's ass. She wasn't going to suffocate. She slapped, pinched, tweezed and finally bit a random chunk--until Meena jolted her ass up with a yelp.

That was all the time Jada needed to strip Meena's shorts, grab ahold of her expansive buttcheeks and pry them apart, to expose her large slit, a long pinkish worm like clit greeting her with a throbbing motion. Jada licked her lips. She immediately sunk in, wasting no time--licking along the edges of her slit, before she softly smooched her clit.

Then a nibble, and a bite to the clit, and Meena was howling, flailing her legs.

"AAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!MY CLIT!!!!!!"

But Meena was not to be outdone.

Biting her lip, she bent her head and went back to eating out the black girl, while Jada continued to gorge herself on some Indian takeout.

The perfect 69 continued for a while. But the winner prevailed.

Meena had pried apart Jada's slit and slid her closed fist inside, wrist deep, fisting her ruthlessly for a while until she felt her opponent's vicious teeth lose their grip on her clit. She breathed a sigh of relief as Jada lay motionless on the floor, gasping heavily--and after a while a torrent of white gushed out her pussy, smearing Meena's fist and a bit of her mouth. Meena turned around and sat on Jada's belly, spanking her pussy a little, as a dazed Jada moaned.

"I win JJ......" she smirked as she placed a kiss on Jada's lips and walked out.

[Desi_Choco_Z]