Female Boxing Federation

17:00 Harriet: Sizing up my vaunted opponent, almost 40 lbs heavier and 30 yrs older. Swallow hard as i climb the ring topless in my black trunks trimmed in red, 10 oz red Lonsdales, matching mouthguard, 5’3’, 114 lbs 34b 23 yo
17:05 Pauline: Stepping forward to go through the formalities with the referee wearing my white trunks with red trim and white ring shoes an almost identical pair of cherry red Lonsdales on my hands my bare 38 d boobs jiggling as I move , hair scragged back in a short pony tail. At 5ft 4 and 150 lb I have a distinct weight advantage and for once not out reached by a younger lighter opponent yt
17:08 Harriet: Butterflies in my tummies as I know I’ll have my hands full. Bell 🔔 rings and I rely on my speed to circle out and start bobbing, weaving around the busty vet, her heavy breasts swaying menacing on her chest as i look to start hostilities with a swift pair of crisp rights to the mouth 👄 yt
17:12 Pauline: Guard nice and and up on my toes I sway and bob my head slipping one jab but catching the second full on the mouth stinging my lips and jolting my head. I slide my left foot forward and pivot at the hips firing a sharp left hook toward your right cheek trying to slide over your extended right and catch you before you can skip out of range yt
17:12 Pauline: (southpaw?)
17:13 Harriet: (switch)
17:15 Harriet: She may be older but she blocks well and parries better as her left whips my head to the side, adds some blush to my right cheek and starts the swelling. Stand my ground and crouch under your extended left burrowing a deep right to your inviting navel yt
17:19 Pauline: "Thwap!" red leather makes a loud sort of wet sound noise at smacks against the bare skin of my slightly flabby belly. I grunt and hook again with my left this time trying to drive it into your right ribs as I slide forward slightly, a little surprised that you didn't retreat but ready to take advantage and try to slip a right uppercut between your arms hoping to catch your chin yt
17:25 Harriet: (sorry, phone, brb asap)
17:37 Harriet: Your grunt is music to my ears and rewards standing my ground until … your left bruises my ribs sharply and a bicep 💪 forms on your thick right arm as it rises catching me flush in the chin, standing me upright and sending me scrambling to the ropes, stunned as I watch you shuffling toward me as I reset yt
17:40 Pauline: My right lands better than i could have hoped and I quickly move after you trying to keep you backed up to the ropes I close the range snapping a left high towards your head then another lower towards the beltline of your black trunks as I look for another opening for my more potent right hand
17:43 Harriet: My reaction slowed I still manage to dodge the head shot but the left to the gut folds me in half, my head dropping down to your deep cleavage and I expel my breath on your flanking breasts as I plunge my left and right into the thick folds of your underbelly paunch below the navel … up close and personal yt
17:46 Pauline: As you lean in against me I can feel your breath on my tits as you cut off my right gloves route to your chin so I whip in low under your ribs trying to sap the stamina from your body as I push back against you to keep you pinned against the ropes yt
17:50 Harriet: I am putty in your arms as you bully me back pressing your heavier body to mine, your larger breasts engulf mine fully as our nipples joust yt
17:54 Pauline: As our sweat slicked boobs mash and slide together, I try to slip my left arm under yours to hold you in place and stop you ducking away as i dig short sharp rights into your body determined to wear you down
17:54 Pauline: yt
17:56 Harriet: Your rights dig relentless eliciting grunts from each devastating shot. Woman-to-woman I try and find your weakness plowing my short-range lefts and rights where i feel i can do the most damage …. to the fleshy paunch f the underbelly as i feel them smashing into the damp white satin of your low-riding trunks yt
18:01 Pauline: I feel you glove dig into my belly a lot of the force dissipated as my tummy ripples and jiggles I grunt and dig back with my right the "OOOH!" I gasp louder my knees dipping as you find a more sensitive spot for your glove whacking it low into my trunks hard enough for me to take notice and try to step back a little looking for swinging room yt
18:03 Harriet: I watch the heavier older woman retreat and notice her trunks soaked, practically see-thru as my pummeling takes its toll and i seek to add to your torment — before you can reset — with a swift left-right hook combination to either side of the jaw, struggling to fight my way out of the ropes yt
18:06 Pauline: Backing off I stab out a left towards your chest to try and hold you whilst i gather myself but your quick hands rattle my head from side to forcing me to retreat and tuck my head in behind my gloves as seek time and space to clear my head yt
18:10 Harriet: The left lands between my smaller breasts, rattling them but sparing them a direct impact. I send the veteran backpedaling and she covers her head with her guard leaving her larger breasts exposed and i hook another combination, this time to the fleshy sides of your trophies in swift payback for your chest attack yt
18:13 Pauline: my turn to retreat as my boobs are painfully pummeled adding to the nagging throb of pain from between my legs .Sliding back and to my right I snake out a sharp left jab toward the middle of your face as I look to keep some distance , breathing a little harder now and glowing with perspiration yt
18:18 Harriet: Your nipples fully erect, your large breasts mottled with red welts, I feel I’ve scored significantly assaulting the veteran’s flagging womanhood. The left to the face whips my head back, keeps me honest as it sends me back a couple of steps, the fight much closer than I’d expected yt
18:20 Pauline: As you step back I slide right skirting the ropes settling my breathing again as I try to avoid being trapped sniping again at your nose with my left glove as try to slip back into the middle of the ring yt
18:21 Harriet: Waving your probing left with my right i pedal back as you work your way back to mid ring yt
18:24 Pauline: Sniffing loudly and sucking in a deep breath I I shuffle forward my ring shoes scuffling across the canvas as I try to switch back to the offensive launching a harder straight left towards your head as I move in closer to fire a right cross to your jaw trying to bully you into retreating again yt
18:27 Harriet: The left to the head brings the crowd to its feet. You land it flush sending me flying to the ropes. The right cross to the jaw is brutal. A thick wad of spittle leaves my mouth as i collapse into you, my chin draped on your shoulder as i drool down your back and the ref gives me a standing 8-count. It’s your best moment of the fight yt
18:28 Pauline: Slightly miffed that the ref jumped in before I could do any more harm I pound my gloves together in the neutral corner waiting to be allowed to have another go yt
18:30 Harriet: The ref admonishes me: “Sure you want to take more abuse?” I nod stubbornly as she calls out BOX ON! The crowd comes alive, roaring loud yt
18:31 Pauline: Moving forward confident I have you where you I want you I snipe high with my left wanting to set you an you heels again as I close the range my right glove poised ready to fire as soon as I get an opening yt
18:34 Harriet: But you don’t get an opening. I’m fighting for survival and so an overhand right starts to drop down. But it’s a feint as my left starts to rise to the sensitive base of your large right breast, followed by a swift right cross to the mouth yt
18:42 Pauline: My left misses and as I am moving forward with my right held a little high and wide my breast is a an easy and big target as I find out as it slammed up and back into my ribs by your rising left My faces screws up in pain as I stifle a squeak of pain only to have it cut of more by a right that compresses my top lip against my gumshield immediately drawing blood and making me rock back trying to get my gloves up and my feet working as they are momentarily glued to the canvas like Stop Oil protesters hand on old master yt
18:45 Harriet: This is my big break and i don’t hesitate to make the most of it using (what’s left of) my speed to keep you pedaling back with stiff rights to the face, low lefts to your thick paunch yt
18:49 Pauline: Head rocked again as your right glove pumps into my bloodied mouth forcing me to retreat I turtle up behind my gloves as I feel the ropes rub against my bare back gasping as you left digs low into my belly swinging a wild right to try an keep you away as another left sinks even deeper forcing me to go to my knees gasping for breath blood dripping from my split lip to stain the canvas as I kneel gasping like a stranded fish yt
18:52 Harriet: You’re a mess and the crowd is wild. The ref sends me to a neutral corner and talks to you: “That little bitch is picking you apart champ. Hate to see you humiliated before the home crowd. Sure you want to continue?” Yt
18:54 Pauline: I hold out my gloves to ref chest heaving , boobs mottled red and purple already spattered with darker red from my damaged lip I nod get my hands up as he steps aside to wave you forward yt
18:55 Harriet: I come at you swiftly and without hesitation, rights sailing straight for your head before me yt
18:57 Pauline: I partially block a couple of rights with my gloves my head jolted by another as once again my retreat is halted by the ropes adding red stripes my back as sway from side to side looking for an escape route and snapping out a straight left low at your belly hoping to hold you off as I tire rapidly yt
19:00 Harriet: I learned from your chest shot earlier, you’re not beyond bending the rules as the left lands flush on my black trunks (outside the ref’s field of vision) making my cunt spasm involuntary and dropping me to my knees before you yt
19:02 Pauline: I see you dipping and before i can stop myself i lob a cuffing hook towards the side of your head not realising you have dropped completely to your knees yt
19:04 Harriet: Your hook whiffs and I’m left staring up at the emboldened older fighter before me as i barely beat the count and signal my (foolish?) willingness to continue yt
19:07 Pauline: bruised and bloodied I move in again knowing that one way or another the fight is drawing to a conclusion I know i am hurting boobs throbbing and breathing heavily through an open mouth but I cannot be sure just how much the last knock down took out of you erring on the side of caution i shuffle forward popping out my left towards your face , testing you reactions and resolve as i again keep my right poised to fire in a killer blow yt
19:09 Harriet: Your left plays with my head as tho it was a stuffed toy content to keep rocking me back, adding to the swelling and reddening of my burning cheeks yt
19:12 Pauline: you rock back and i plant my left foot pivoting on my hips to unload my right trying to hammer it over your guard hoping to smash it squarely on your chin as I put all my effort into trying to finish the fight yt
19:14 Harriet: The right is brutal and drapes me on the ropes as the rowdy crowd takes to its feet clamoring for you to finish me off as i gaze stunned at you approaching and struggling to protect myself yt
19:16 Pauline: As you hang on the ropes and the ref shows no sign of stepping in this time I snap a sharp left toward your mouth looking to pay you back for the ragged split on the inside of my top lip before i try to slam another right into the side of your unprotected jaw yt
19:20 Harriet: The two punches are brutal and send me bouncing off the ropes like a rag doll and straight into your arms, clinging for dear life: The ref intervenes: “I’m about to call this massacre off unless you refuse.” I shake my head: “I can take her,” i hiss as the ref shakes her head and calls out BOX ON! Yt
19:23 Pauline: Expecting you to pull your gloves up I go low pumping my left hard at your belly and then twisting in to slam a right low into your black shorts" Paybacks a bitch!" I hiss thorough bloodied lips yt
19:28 Harriet: Manage to block block the rest and start to congratulate myself when your right lands squarely in my mound as my guard drops, i drop to my knees succumbing to a forced orgasm as i wave to the ref, quoting Roberto Duran: '''“NO MÁS!” '

19:41 Pauline: The ref steps in and waves the fight off I raise my hands bloodied bruised and knackered but victorious.

Published: 2022-07-25, viewed 171 times.