Female Boxing Federation

ALIA BOXER vs. HARDHITTING HEATHER
Alia Boxer -- Making my way out of the old locker room through the doors out into the ancient old-school gym, it's dark and deserted right now but the typical sights and smells are still around ... and the only lights in the gym coming from the main ring area, the stark bulbs over the canvas shining bright and bathing the old and dirty canvas in a bright light ... That light also starting to gleam as it hits my 5-6, 145-pound muscular body, already covered with a sheen of sweat and oil from a good warmup, as I hop up the steps and slip through the velvet maroon ropes, old-style and hanging loose as I start to dance on my toes around the ring, rolling my head and neck and staying loose, headed to my corner to await my mystery opponent ... one set up by only phone texts with a time and place ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The old locker room connected to the ancient old-school gym still had that smell of sweat and leather that most locker rooms still had. As I had walked to the ring I looked to the lights that lit up the ring bathing the canvas in bright lights. And who stood in that ring as my opponent for tonight's fight was no other than Alia. My heart skipped a beat looking to her. From the stories I had heard of her she was even more impressive in person, and if I am being honest with myself I was a tad bit nervous. However, nervousness aside I never turned down a fight, no matter who the opponent was. My 5'7 141-pound frame was already starting to sweat as I stepped through the ropes and got to my corner bouncing on my heels and shadowboxing a bit.
Alia Boxer -- Never taking my eyes off you as you get close to the ring and slip through the ropes, seeing your own strong form and already trying to seek out targets, those taut abs being one that were very noticeable as you stayed loose in your corner, my tight black EVERLAST trunks with thick white waistband and stripes already shuddering a little as I bounce in my black boots, making sure you can see my body move, as I bap my 10-oz black REYES gloves together, the "THAP! THAP!" echoing in the empty gym ... "YOU READY, BLONDIE," I half-whisper across the smallish ring, trying to put an evil grin on my face to mask my own excitement, my body shivering some as we await the old ring timer to sound ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Feeling your eyes on me I turn around to look at you. Instantly seeing that intimidating yet sexy body of yours. I too am trying to find targets that I can find to hit. Of course your amazing abs are one for sure. My own tight body wearing blue EVERLAST trunks with a thick white waistband. I growl seeing slap your gloves together as I slap my own blue 10 on TITAN gloves together the same sound echoing as yours. " READY TO KICK YOUR ASS!" I say as my face is like stone even though I am beaming with excitement ready to take you own.
Alia Boxer -- The ancient ring timer lets out its shrill "DING! DING!" chime just as your taunts echo in the empty gym, and I all but spring out of the corner, getting to mid-ring before I even realize I'm moving such is my fight lust and excitement, extending my left for a tap and then pulling into a high and tight guard, peering over my gloves at you as I slowly start to circle left, watching for your reactions as I lightly jink my head and shoulders a couple of times, feinting a punch to see how you'll react, my body quivering down to the core with anticipation ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The timer rings and I watch as you practically leap from your corner to almost mid ring. My enthusiasm matches yours as I come out just as quickly to meet you in the middle. I extend my right, keeping my southpaw stance, before going into a high guard as you do. My eyes meet yours over my gloves as you circle left I circle right. Bobbing my head a bit while rolling my shoulders I watch you throw a punch as I bring my right arm up to defend my left ready kept tight to my body as I feel a shiver of excitement run through my body.
Alia Boxer -- The lefty stance will cause issues but also create opportunities, I tell myself, as I piston out a quick left jab, trying to get inside your extended right and aim at your chin ... and then another, more speed than power, to see how your hands move ... quickly I feint a third jab, instead planting to stop the circle and rolling my shoulders right to drop a shoveling right hook aimed under your left ribs, before quickly going back to the circle to stay away from your left power hand ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The left jab comes with such speed I am barely able to get my right up in time for it to hit my gloves. The second having much more speed connects rocking my head back. I see you going for a third jab, but don't quite trust it as I glance down to your feet to see you stop. Your right shoulder dropped I bring my left in tight to my ribs catching the hook on my arms before answering back with a right jab of my own aimed for yours chin. I quickly try to follow you and decide to answer your jabs back with a left jab of my own towards your abs, quickly followed by right hook aimed for your ribs before bringing my arms back in for a tight guard and circling again.
Alia Boxer -- My jabs do their job but you're quicker than I thought, my hook catching only elbow and forearm and I eat a quick right for my efforts, a quick "NGHH" from me as my head moves back, stubbornly I stay in close and my rocked head opens me a little as your left pops in just above my waistband, again quick but not a lot of power but reminding me to tighten my guard, my left arm dropping to fence and taking your hook that had something on it, quickly shooting that same left up and in trying to upper between your guard under your chin, hoping it'll raise your level into my biting right hook that I sling way outside to try to get behind your guard and tag that left eye, looking to start the swelling there on your power side ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My right does what I want as I hear the brief grunt as your head moves back. You stay in close which leaves you open for the left which also connects though not with the power I normally put behind my lefts. You shoot a left that I can't quite guard as it catches my chin knocking my head up of course giving you room to tag me in the left eye. The left eye! Always the damn left eye! "NGHH" I grunt angrily, but focused as I get in close throwing a left feint towards your ribs where I tagged before, only to shift a throw a right hook towards your left eye. I follow that up by again sending a left jab towards your abs, before answering again with another jab towards the ribs now. I bring my guard back in and try to dance away wanting you to follow.
Alia Boxer -- The satisfying feeling of my black leather burying into your eye socket sends a nice shudder down my right arm, and hearing your moan sends another shot of adrenaline through me, but before I can take advantage again, "UNHH, FUCK," I hiss as I don't get my left up high enough and your right bangs my eye, DAMNIT I think, amateur mistake, as I try to blink away the watering, my hands up on instinct after the eye shot and your left bangs my abs with another "SMACK" into sweaty flesh, a little grimace as I feel some of the power in that taut body of yours, a body that continues to draw me in, not getting caught again as my right elbow takes the rib shot (you must like going to the body as much as I do, I think) and I shoot it instantly inside again, this time aiming just above that left waistband, and twist with an arcing left hook trying to catch your chin as you back away ...
Hardhitting Heather -- That hiss of pain makes me smile a bit hearing you curse as I bang that eye of yours with my own leather. Followed by another smack as my left hits your abs. You do happen to guard your ribs, and answer back right above my waistband. "FUCK" I grunt before that left hook connects with my chin snapping my head back and making me stumble back a bit. Shaking the cobwebs out a bit I get my guard up again and decide to get in close again. I lead with my right acting as if I am moving that way before shifting left and throwing a right hook for your cheek. I follow behind it with a left cross, putting some power behind it towards your ribs again. The body being one of my favorite spots to work over. I bring my gloves back in for a tight guard and again try to dance away and make you follow me.
Alia Boxer -- Seeing you shake your head emboldens me to keep pressing in, at the same time you also move in close, almost like fighting in a phone booth for a moment, my left up high with my eye still watering and feeling a little redness at the edge, a good thing since I catch the hook on my glove and it only pushes my head, I look for another quick counter but before I can, "UUUHHHH!" a big moan from me echoes in the gym as your left stacks my ribs, your text from your 'Hardhitting Heather' handle not kidding as I grimace big-time as I bend slightly and take a step back to reset … But as you dance away, fight lust and stubbornness take me over again as I move in, subconsciously trying to cut off the smallish ring and stalk you toward the ropes, as I step in I shoot a quick and high left at your guard, mostly to draw your attention as I go for gusto and lean in hard and fast, trying to bang a quick set of LEFT-RIGHT hooks at your abs, my head not far from your chest ...
Hardhitting Heather -- With us fighting close I am able to look closer at your amazing body, though it is a quick admiration due to our fight taking precedence in my head. Your glove catches my hook, and as you go to counter you're met with my left which causes you to make an audible groan as you bend over slightly truly understanding my moniker. As I dance you follow, but I forget how small the ring is as I see you throw the left which I do guard falling for your lure. Those left-right hooks aimed at my abs land hard as I groan stepping back landing in the ropes! I try to avoid you coming in throwing a quick solid left jab towards you chin, followed by a right hook to your cheek hoping to keep you at bay long enough so I can get from the ropes.
Alia Boxer -- My excitement and aggression ramp up even more as I feel AND hear the "THUMP, THUMP" of hitting your hard abs, I know they're going to take a lot of punishment before they break down but each punch hopefully taking a little more of a toll as the fight goes, an evil grin on my face as I see the ropes stop your step back, knowing I should be cautious but needing to keep being aggressive as I look to load up and pin you there, figuring on the jab that catches the side of my head with my step inward but NOT figuring on the right, one that snaps my neck and sends a halo of sweat up toward the lights and some spit to the side, DAMNIT you can hit I think, my aggression keeps me moving in even with my head twisted right and I try to lean in against you and against the ropes, looking to grab and keep you there to work on at close range, knowing there's not much time left in the round ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My excitement at an all-time high as we trade leather though those hooks did hurt, even though it will take more than that to break me down. I see the grin and snarl especially after you eat my one jab and keep coming. The second sends your head towards the lights as sweat flies along with spit. You keep coming though as you twist right and force me against the ropes grabbing me and keeping me there. I try to fight as I try to bring my left into your sides hoping to get free or the bell ring soon.
Alia Boxer -- Trying to keep my muscular arms wrapped around yours as I shake off that right hand, feeling your left trying to dig into my right side but not much power behind it from in this close, twisting back as we get chest to chest, with your left low I quickly loosen my right-glove grip and try a biting hook, going for your left eye again, just as the "DING DING!" shrill chime shoots out of the timer ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Though try as I might a small moan escapes my lips having your body and arms pressed against me. I try to dig my left, but you're having none of it as you press against me chest tot chest. Damn she is getting me excited, I think to myself as my left is low and you fire a biting right hook into my eye just as the bell sounds. I growl pushing you off of me before heading to my corner to get water and a breather.
Alia Boxer -- My right lands solid and I expect a quick counter even at the bell, instead I just get a push and a glare as I step back, taking a quick moment to look at what I was just pressed against and feeling the dampness in my trunks and it's not all sweat as I walk back to my corner, not that far away in the small ring and lean against the pad, quickly getting my breathing under control, my chin and my right ribs a little sore and feeling a little redness around my right eye but nothing major so far, even though you came with more power than I expected ... toweling off some of the sweat from my face, leaving it on my body thinking there's going to be some infighting soon, and grabbing a quick drink from the corner bottle before the shrill "DING, DING!" shoots from the timer and I bang my gloves together, locking eyes with you and flexing my lead left glove at you in a "come on out" motion, finding it harder and harder to take my eyes off your now-sweat-shimmering bod as I step at you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You take a step back and I wonder if you weren't expecting my anger after getting caught against the ropes. Taking a moment to process what happened I feel a dampness in my trunks that isn't from sweat during the fight along with my stiff nipples that have been hard since I saw you. I lean against the pad getting some water and watching you. my eye stings and my ribs hurt, but I am not in bad shape yet. You were a lot quicker than I ever expects, but that just meant I had to fight smarter. I toweled off my face before the bell sounds. I see you slam your gloves again and this time taunting me. This smug sexy bitch! I come out with another high guard, but quicker than before as I start us off with a left hook feint for your abs, before throwing a right to your cheek. I then follow with a left to your right side before getting my guard back up deciding to stay close.
Alia Boxer -- Watching your every move, every second, as you answer my unspoken taunt, coming out quick ... quicker than I expected and on instinct my right elbow drops to defend the hook that doesn't come and I pay for it, "WHAP!" echoes in the gym as leather tags my left cheek and stops my advance, shifting my weight back and a good thing with your low left sliding across sweat-slick abs instead of digging my liver area and with it low I instantly shoot a straight right at that eye again, and just as quick try to clip your chin with a biting left hook with some bicep behind it as we both try to stay close and create infighting, my left shoulder almost against you from the hook as I try to take advantage of that, popping a shoveling low right at your abs or waistband whichever it can catch in close, the heat between us at close range adding to the heat in the gym ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I smirk as I was obviously quicker than you thought as my feint works and I slam my right into your left. You shift your weight and I just narrowly miss with the left aimed for your liver. You shoot a straight right that lands flush on my eye causing an audible hiss. followed by the clip to the chin knocking my head back with sweat and spit. with us close I see you going for the right to my abs. I bring my left to defend firing a right of my own to your ribs just above below you chest. I try to follow with another left hook aiming for your right side, wanting to keep up my attack on your body and keep us close.
Alia Boxer -- The ol' one-two to your head both slam home, but giving you credit, you can take a pretty good punch too as I hear your grunt and see body fluids fly as I try to load up the low right but it catches arm as I twist in and square up with you just as your right bangs in solid, then slides up my sweaty body and bouncing my tit a little, distracting for a second but my pivot in close makes your left land further back on my obliques, giving me the chance to shoot my right up the middle with a biting upper at your chin, and quickly follow with a twisting left down low, hooking in and trying to return the liver shot, both of us trying to assert our will on each other and drive each other back as sweat builds, my trunks sticking to me like skin and leaving nothing to the imagination ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My right bangs true and I see your tit bounce a little, almost distracting me if I am honest, and my left lands on your obliques that gives you room for your right to land on your chin. "UGH" I groan my head a damn magnet for your hits it seems. still hurt from the right your left lands at my liver causing another groan of pain. I grit my teeth and fire back with an uppercut of my own aimed for your chin with my right. I then throw a powerful left hook to your abs just above the waistband of your tight trunks. I get my guard up again before trying for another left jab to your left eye before bringing my arm back. I keep close my body sweating like yours and my trunks sticking leaving me just as exposed as you.
Alia Boxer -- Seeing your head snap up and hearing your groan from the liver shot sends my adrenaline peaking again, a half-whispered "YEAH, BITCH," when my left digs your body, but I should have concentrated on getting my left back in guard and not taunting as .. "UUFFF!" My chin gets snapped up by the upper, more sweat flying up and arcing toward the bright lights, lifting me enough where your hook lands right between the "E" and "T" of my "EVERLAST" logo, THAT one sends shudders down through my nether regions and my wetness increases just as I get my right up and parry your jab outside, quickly I step inside it and try to bury my right shoveling under your left ribs and twist my shoulder left and in close, my left arm shooting between us in a straight shot at that nose and mouth, my animal instincts starting to come out as I grunt from the effort ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Hearing your half-whisper as your left digs into me sets a new fire in me. The upper connects and I feel my fire growing before seeing you shudder from the hook. "like that didn't you." I half-whisper myself smiling. My smile doesn't last as you parry my jab and send a shoveling left into my ribs. "UMFF" I groan as I step back from the blow. You come in close and again you're faster than me as my head is rocked from your shot, my nose bleeding but not broken. Gritting my teeth again I feel like a caged animal as I shove forward going in for a clinch hooking my right shoulder under your left and going for a body shot towards your ribs with my right, followed by a short uppercut to your solar plexus with my left.
Alia Boxer -- Hearing your taunts and then hearing them cut off by your groan from my body shot, there's a malicious grin on my face as my facial lands and I quickly see the drops of blood already started down your sweaty body between your heaving chest, the sight getting me more aroused and filling my fight lust craving, knowing I'm not backing up even if I should, I HAVE to stay close to this sensual slugger even as I get clinched up, more than willing to take it but quickly realizing it's not a full clinch, your shoulder elevating me as your right pops my ribs, not much more than a grimace in this close, but your left has more room before I can grab and pull you in and ... "UUNNHHH!" your plexus shot lands flush, sending a lightning bolt of pain and paralysis through me as NOW I lock in the clinch, my body feeling like one large cramp from the plexus shot as I wrap arms around you, trying to lock you in and use my big quads to try to leverage you back while I get my air back …
Hardhitting Heather -- I see that grin on your face after your shot slammed into my face as blood leaks down my nose landing on my ample 36D breast. I look to you again feeling another wave of arousal thinking about how are shots have been connecting. I watch you barely grimace from my right, but smile darkly as the left lands flush as you lock in the clinch between us. Such a tight space between two bodies as I push and shove against you, my bare chest touching yours and sending jolts of arousal through my body as our bodies fight for the better position while you try to gain air.
Alia Boxer -- My leveraged pushing doesn't accomplish much as you push right back, both of us trying to match strength in a clinch that ends up as a chest-up inside our locked arms, feeling my hard nipples press into tit flesh and feeling yours doing the same, the electric surges shooting through me as sweaty bodies slide muscle against muscle, my body getting the double-dose of shuddering from the punch and the close contact while I hiss "BITCH" into your left ear with your right shoulder still low against my left as I try to push back with my right shoulder, my right hand banging short punches against your left side as I disdain the front shoving and try to pivot you into the ropes ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Between your pushing and mine we are pretty much at a standstill, both of us trying to out muscle the other that ends up with us chest to chest. My hard nipples pressed into your flesh as yours are in mine. I feel your body shudder as you hiss in my ear. "WHORE" I hiss back as you bang short shots into my left side as I bang short shots into your right. I growl feeling you try to pivot me into the ropes and again I dig my heels in trying to force you against it. We have no ref trying to break us up, which means we are just killing time as I try to turn your pivot against you wanting to move you in the ropes instead.
Alia Boxer -- In between the shuddering in my body and the feeling of being locked up together, I know I have to stay aggressive and not let you back me up ... So I let you, in a manner of speaking -- Just as I bang another right hand into your obliques, I let that side go limp, hoping you'll push in hard to get me against the ropes and I try to continue the spin to a circle in the clinch ... one or the other of us is winding up with our back against the old velvet ropes, while I keep punching into your side ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Our bodies locked together doesn't help me as I shudder more being locked in a clinch with such an aggressive and sexy boxer such as yourself. Banging another right into my obliques I smash a left into yours as that side goes limp. I stupidly push through getting you against the ropes only for you to circle in the clinch and plant me there. My back leaned into the ropes I try to fire back hard lefts into your side to get this clinch broken up. "FUCKING BITCH!" I hiss not so much a whisper anymore trying to get out of the clinch and ropes.
Alia Boxer -- My quick wobble during your oblique attack works like a charm as I quickly feel our combined weight bow out the ropes, my grip loosens as I get ready to load up while you're leaning back, but quickly feeling more power in those left hands since our arms are clear and the only clinching is leaning in on each other -- a lean that I quickly end as I lean back, hoping to catch your arms low as I shoot a snapping left hook at your chin, feint the right and quickly double my left, hooking at your low abs while I try to bend in, trying to get my head against your chest to pin you against the ropes and keep working you low ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Your grip loosens as I get my lefts in, but you return fire as you catch my arms low hitting me with a hook to my chin. my head gets rocked to the side spraying sweat. I see you coming with the right and go to guard and get hit again with double lefts. my body contorts to the punches as you head is pressed against my chest. I groan from your heavy shots as I am yours in the ropes basically. I try for a hard left to your right side trying to get out again and praying for the bell.
Alia Boxer -- Grimacing as your left keeps slamming my rapidly-bruising right side, getting a reminder that your southpaw setup make it your heavy hand, but I fight through that ache with a whipping LEFT-RIGHT pair of shoveling hooks to your low abs, trying to tag the top of that thick white waistband while watching the blue satin of your trunks shimmer, "LIKE THIS, BITCH?" I hiss as the heat and the scent between us distracts me enough that I barely hear the "DING, DING!" chime from the timer ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You grimace as I groan when you through your left-right pair of hooks into my low abs. the right ramming deep into my abs just above my waistband causing a loud "OMPH" from my lips. The heat and scent between us is intoxicating along with your constant trash talk. I can't help as the bell rings pushing forward and kiss you before pulling away and shoving you again to get back to my corner.
Alia Boxer -- The bell brings a quick end to my chance to work those abs over, but not to the close contact as you push off the ropes and quickly lock lips, before roughly using both gloves against my shoulders to shove me away, THAT was a little distracting I think as I watch your back and backside head to your corner, not turning around to hide any ache and pain from the last round as I make it to my corner, again leaning against the corner to catch my breath, my body flushed and feeling hot as I pour some of the water bottle over my head, cooling me down a little as you keep your back to me ... at least until the "DING!" chime sounds again for Round 3 and I step out, this time not as quick as before while feeling my trunks press against me everywhere ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As the bell rings and I get back to my corner I look to you feeling the effects of your blows. I have a mouse growing on my left eye and my chin is going to have a few bruises. My ribs are hurting, but I know you're hurting as bad as I am. I lean against the pad watching you as I take a sip of water before pouring the bottle over my head and body. I take a deep breath as round 3 starts and get out slowly meeting you in the middle my trunks pressed tight. As I circle with you and decided to come out swinging and feint with my right throwing a jab, before swinging a hard left hook toward you face followed by a right jab to your abs.
Alia Boxer -- Meeting up and getting close quickly, not a surprise since getting close to your stellar body has been a goal since Round 1, and trying to refocus instead of thinking about sweaty bodies and my trunks soaked, I get a quick reminder of your southpaw setup as I react to the feint and your hook instantly tags my right cheekbone, able to twist away just enough to save my eye and nose but not enough to keep from feeling the bang, but it does aim me toward your right and I see it drop, taking it off my elbow and quickly straightening it to send a straight left at your chest, twisting into a biting left hook at your right cheek and using it to push away to my right ... "COME AND GET ME, BITCH!" I hiss as I circle right ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I growl as my left doesn't do quite the damage I wanted as you twisted only for me to miss you nose and eye. As you block my right I see you straighten and groan as you land the hit in my chest. I feel my right breast flatten against my chest eliciting a moan of pain and a little of pleasure. I bring my right up just enough for the left to hit my elbow as you push away and circle right. I hear you hiss and circle left trying to catch you. I try to get in close again throwing a left jab at your right side before throwing a right hook aimed for your chest for the blow earlier. my last throw before I bring my guard back is a left aimed right above your waistband again. "YOU WANNA GO! LET'S GO BITCH!"
Alia Boxer -- The feel of my left digging into chest flesh gets my own temperature rising a little, but only for a second as my left gets expertly blocked before I step away, but again only for a second as you circle in and stay close, coming out aggressive this round trying to match my earlier aggression, my right arm taking something off your left but your right cutting in and pancaking my left tit, a quick "NNGGHH" from me as I feel the tingling run through me, a quick distraction but enough for your power left to dig on the top of my "EVERLAST" logo and draw another grimace, FUCK you can go to the body, I think ... Hearing your taunts while you hear my groan, though, gets my fight lust going again as I quickly slide my left boot in close, popping my left up at your guard only to draw your vision while I dip my right shoulder and shovel a low right hook at that thick elastic wasitband, aiming for the logo, tightening my left in front of me to guard as I quickly try a gamble, doubling the right with a stiff upper up the middle, trying to split those tits and tag your chin, bicep bulging hugely, it's great if it lands but dangerous for me if it doesn't, but ready to REALLY mix it up in close ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The heat and excitement between us as we box would make anyone sweat. Hearing you grunt, groans and watching you grimace is enough to get me closer to the edge as I feel my powerful arms dig into your amazing body. And of course you fight back just as hard as you bring your left up for me to try and guard only to set myself up for a hook right above my waistband that draws a quick "UGH" from me. I see you bring your left thinking you're going to attack and bring up my right setting myself up perfectly for you as the uppercut splits my girls and lands flush on my jaw making my head rock back hard and sending me stumbling back to a neutral corner dazed. I get a lazy guard up my head rocked clearly as my chest heaves from that massive blow.
Alia Boxer -- A little shudder goes through me from the body shot and the moan, and a HUGE satisfying shudder shoots up my right arm when your chin rocks up and I see your feet move back quickly, locking eyes with you for a second and seeing yours not fully focused, now NOTHING but heat shooting through me as your back hits the corner and I move in like a demon, trying to get past your guard with a left hook at your jaw, a right hook aimed from the other side also going for your chin, torquing my body for a left upper up the middle again and matching it with my right, going for more hurt with the uppers, my guard nonexistent as I throw nothing but heavy shots, grunting LOUD from the effort as I try to really hurt you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Being knocked back in the corner doesn't help as I see your dangerously sexy form coming at me, my focus all over the place. It is almost two easy for you to get past my guard as you left connects with my jaw sending it hard to the right spit flying from my mouth. The right sends my head back to the left as my arms are now draped over the ropes completely at your mercy. From my head you target my body those strong powerful arms launching upper after upper as all I can do is moan and groan in the corner from every hard shot at this point I am hoping for the bell not sure if or when it will come.
Alia Boxer -- "LIKE THIS, CUNT?" I hiss loudly at you, a malevolent grin on my face as I know every one of these shots is hurting you since spit is flying and your moans are loud and echoing hugely in the empty gym ... Your body is such an enticing target, but I can't resist sending a straight left at your open nose and mouth, and following it with a straight right aimed the same place, trying to turn on the blood flow from your nose again, my body almost releasing from the sensualness of pounding you as my left drops and I aim another low shoveling waistband shot ... But instead of coming back and punching with the right, even when I think I'm not far from putting you down, my libido takes over from good sense as I step in close, VERY close, chest to chest and nose to nose, feeling your hot breath as I quickly return the kiss from the end of the last round -- but adding a little more as my right glove rubs the front of your wet trunks, starting slowly but getting rougher and faster by the second, making sure you can see my grin ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Hearing you hiss all I can do is groan groggily as I know I am an empty target for you. The powerful left you throw lands flush causing blood to flow, the right adds more damage as there is a sickening crunch my nose broken for sure. There again is no guard as your left drops and shovels into my waistband again lifting my body against the corner. I am pretty much out on my feet at this point, but instead of a knockout blow I feel your lips against mine as your right rubs my wet trunks and I see your grin. I moan into it as you rub harder and faster my hips thrusting against the glove getting into it. My senses coming back slowly as you continue your sexual attack on my aching mound hidden behind my wet trunks. I can't help I am you play toy in the corner. This round if not the match is done or over if the bell doesn't ring soon.
Alia Boxer -- My hard leather massage doing its job as I can feel your stunning body pushing back against my glove, making it even more intense as I feel your mound shudder inside those now-soaked blue trunks, raising my thigh between yours for a few seconds to increase the pressure from my glove and hearing you moan louder, "YOU LIKE THIS, HUH?" I whisper with our noses almost touching just before I slam my lips against yours again, licking some of your blood before giving you a deep tongue but only for a couple of seconds, before finally taking a step back, with your arms helpless I shoot another shoveling left into those sweet abs and try to match it on the right side, my own loins about to erupt ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Everything about this moment is arousing! The fact that I am your personal punching bag in the corner, the hot make-out session, and finally the glove-fucking you are giving me in the corner. You bring a thigh in to increase the pressure as I can't help moaning louder and louder. Warm breath from your whisper lands on my ear and neck as you tease before kissing me again. I am so close to release when you step back and send a hard left into my abs causing a loud guttural moan as I release all over myself before slumping down the corner landing in a heap on the canvas.
Alia Boxer -- It almost feels like my left digs into your organs with your sweet abs not tensed, much of my glove burying into your flesh and your worst moan shooting out instantly as your amazing body finally gives way and slides down the corner pad, "YEAH, CUNT," I hiss as you slide to one hip, not even holding yourself up by your gloves as your side hits the canvas, your chest heaving and blood flowing from your nose into a small puddle adding to the canvas stains, I stand over you for a moment, gloves raised over my head before taking a couple of steps back, feeling my trunks getting wetter by the second from the heat and sensuality, gawd I feel hot ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My body aches as there is no count. There doesn't need to be I wouldn't make it to ten anyway. I am still shuddering as along with the blood pooled around my nose and face there is a small puddle between my legs. Finally after what feels like forever I groan my head feeling like it was hit by a truck. I struggle to get back to my feet looking to you like the sexy boxing goddess you are, standing there victorious as I lay defeated at your feet. That thought alone almost makes me climax again.
Alia Boxer -- My own shudders clearly visible as a slow and extended climax shoots through me from seeing you down and not getting up, fight lust adding to the vision of your full orgasm dribbling out of your trunks leg sending me even more over the edge as I step back in, leaning down over you, my own sweat dripping off me and down on you as I kneel, using a glove to push your hair back, "YOU OK?" I whisper as I reach down, picking a shoulder up and resting it on the bottom rope, both helping you get your bearings and giving me another look at your stunning frame, my glove going from your hair down and lightly stroking your still-heaving chest ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Mind swimming as body aches when you kneel down and whisper helping me up. Nodding my head I place my arm on the bottom rope as you help me get up and get my bearings. Looking at your amazing frame as your glove strokes my hair before going down to my chest. My left glove goes down to your waistband giving you the same sensation you gave me as I lock lips with you again. After such a tough and simply arousing battle I want to pleasure you, the victor, and be yours the rest of the night.
Alia Boxer -- Finally helping get you to your feet, still a little shaky and leaning against the corner pad as both my gloves slide across your sweaty chest, massaging your hard nipples and biting my lip to vainly try to keep my own arousal in check ... and quickly that's fruitless as your left glove, that strong hand that handed out punishment earlier, slides inside my soaked waistband and quickly starts to stroke my throbbing crotch, my moan cut off as you cover my mouth with yours, feeling my body now shaking uncontrollably as you work my pussy more and more, instantly turning my legs to jelly as I go over the edge, not the extended climax from earlier but a full volcanic eruption as I slump limp against you, my head on your shoulder and pressing us both heavily against the corner pad ... "OOOHHH FUKKKKK," I moan as you have me just as helpless as you were moments ago...
Hardhitting Heather -- The massaging of my erect nipples and the way you bite your lip fighting your own arousal bring another sense of arousal to me. So of course when I sneak my strong gloves left inside your trunks and work over your pussy I soon have you a moaning mess. I feel your eruption over my glove as your body sinks into mine pushing me against the corner you had just worked me over in moments ago. I pull away from our kiss and smile to you. "Mmmm did you enjoy that champ?" I ask with a coy sexy smile giving your finished mound a brief love tap.
Alia Boxer -- "YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD WITH YOUR HANDS, SLUGGER," I whisper as you draw one last jolt from me with your final glove pop on a pair of trunks that I will keep for a while ... "MY TURN NOW," I whisper after seeing that alluring grin from you, dropping to my knees with you still against the corner, lips and tongue caressing your red and bruised abs while my right glove thumb slides inside your big waistband and tugs it down, feeling the heat radiate from your white-hot pussy ...
Hardhitting Heather -- That whisper, hot breath in my ear and down my neck is enough to fire my engines up again. I grin like a madwoman as you drop to your knees pressing me against the corner. Your lip and tongue drawing deep moans from my lips as your right glove slides down my waistband and tugs down my soaked shorts. My shaven pussy radiating heat like a revved-up engine as I place both feet on the bottom ropes sitting on the second turnbuckle in the corner my legs spread wide for you.
Alia Boxer -- I can feel your body pulsating -- almost as much as mine -- as your legs have quickly recovered, much more than mine after you induced a glove-job climax, boots raised and legs spread as I lick the inside of both thighs, a tease that's multiplied as my tongue starts to flick against your throbbing clit and your wet cavity ... But it's only a moment before my whole mouth engulfs your honey hole, my tongue hard and pulsing as I start to lap against every fold, moving my face back and forth across you and grinding, getting my tongue as deep as I can while my gloves grab around your now-bare ass to pull me in even tighter, and it doesn't take long before I have you trembling all over again ...
Hardhitting Heather -- My body is shivering and shuddering as you lick inside both thighs, a tease that only grows more intense as you lick my throbbing clit and my wet snatch. When you mouth fully engulfs my sweet flower trying to drain all the nectar you can from it my arms go around the ropes again almost mirroring when you had me before. You lick every fold as my hips thrust against your face lightly. You grab my ass pulling me closer and soon I am a trembling screaming mess as I can't help by release for what feels like a third time.
Alia Boxer -- Your screams echoing in the gym as my licking and lapping and nibbling quickly get you to the edge one more time before I feel your full release, wetness washing over my face just as your arms slide off the ropes and your ass hits the canvas with a "WHAP!", the canvas covered in a sheen of sweat and blood and juices as your head rests against the sweat-slick corner pad, your eyes still fluttering as they lock on mine just as I lean in, planting one last lip-lock on you before I push myself up on still-hesitant legs from your own climax-ripping massage, leaning in and whispering, "REMATCH SOON, SLUGGER," winking before I slide through the ropes and vanish into the darkness of the rest of the gym, looking back one more time at your body gleaming under the stark lights, the look drawing one more squirt from my flaming womanhood ....
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Published: 2021-02-20, viewed 149 times.