Avid_Boxer_David: I received a call from my friend Looking to see if I was available for a boxing match. I had no real set plans and it sounded like it could be fun. But the match was not with her. She and I had been friends for about 3 years and had boxed many times over that time. She had been looking to match me up with her friend from her gym Vivian. Now I did not know a lot about this girl but Lindsey spoke highly of her and had always had been impressed with her boxing skill and technique. She had done some boxing but was looking to become more serious about it. She had said that the girl has a gas tank for days and has amazing form. Then she gets to the matchup and tells me that she is a featherweight. I snicker over the phone thinking that was the punchline of the joke. Except she was not laughing. She said that it was something she had been thinking about setting up for a while since she had known the both of us. I agree and we have coffee and exchange numbers. We also started to go over the terms and stipulations for the match. Within a day i start getting trash talk and GIF's telling me how she is going to knock me out cold, and how I am in for a lesson beyond boxing whatever that was supposed to mean. So I hit her right back with my own trash talk and mind games. No girl boxer was going to talk shit to me and get away with it. Then I have Lindsey chirping in my other ear about how this girl is taking this fight very seriously and is looking to prove something. With her side face jokes "wouldn't it be funny if she knocked you out cold" It started to get into my head so with that I set up a training schedule. We were still like 2 weeks out from the scheduled date....
Avid_Boxer_David: The next morning I set out on my morning run, normally 2-4 mile depending on the day and what else i had planned. I hated running and road work. it was always my albatross. My coach always hammered it home at every session. "great skill, big power, as long as the fight does not go past round 3 you will be undefeated" And then they would laugh and joke about it. I had no issue hitting the weights and working the bags, but running was the thing I hated. And because of it I always had problems with my stamina. So today 2-4 miles turns into 4-6 miles. This little bunny is going to be running around the ring, I don't need to catch her but I do need to make sure that I still have gas in the tank for rounds 4 and 5. As I hit mile 3 I can start to feel the ache and cramping in my legs and the once even breaths take a shorter shallower turn. By mile 5 I slow to a walk, breathing through my mouth openly as I walk the last mile back to the gym. My body soaked in sweat as I walk up the steps to gym.. I peel off my sweatshirt and joggers and grab my gloves for some bag work. This was where I felt comfortable and hit my stride. God I hated road work. The heavy bag jumped as I worked it with short hooks and crosses, planning on her having to come inside I would need to shorten up my punches if she made it into my space....
Avid_Boxer_David: The next 2 weeks flew by, and I could actually feel the anticipation grow. the GIF's and text exchange only grew more fierce and aggressive. My runs became a bit better but not where i had hope. But my skill and power had carried me for years and with slightly improved stamina I had every confidence that it would be enough. I arrive at the gym on the day of the fight around 4:45PM. The light had faded from the sky as we were only 3 days past the shortest day of the year. The sun had already ducked behind the corner of the building It was an old school boxing gym. No true boxer wouldn't be able to truly appreciate the sight. A ratty old brick building with faded images of 2 old school boxers on the brick. Snow on the ground and a barely shoveled walk way leading up to the door. I feel the flip flop of my stomach as I make my way up the step into the building. As I enter I see the tattered ring as the lone showpiece for the large room. Heavy and speed bags hung from the ceiling scattered around the room. The smell was intoxicating as I take in the scent of years of sweat and hard work that 100's of fighters that had trained here before....
Avid_Boxer_David: I head to the men's locker room and place my bag on the bench as I take a deep breath and exhale. The anticipation palpable.....
Vivian_Lee: THUD, THUD THUD, PSH. The sound of the heavy bag jangling as it echoes throughout the gym as I'm working out. Sweat soaking me, as I take a moment for water and a quick wipe down before returning for another round. Only to be interrupted by a phone call. My friends usually help me with setting up matches, so I pick it up, eager to hear what he has to say. "You got time for a match?" not with him, but with another member he thought would be a fun playmate for me named David. Kev explained that David was a true fighter through and through. His speed and power leaving plenty of girls at his feet. He knew I had been wanting something more serious to work towards and David looked to be exactly that. "How much time do I have to train?" "2-3 weeks." click. As I get back to the bag, imagining my opponent in front of me. Meeting up with Kev for dinner later, he continued to explain "You've got your hands full here. He's a complete package." I needed to see this for myself, Asking Kev to set up a meeting at a local shop. Meeting up for coffee, he seems like the average fighter. Bigger than me, but boxing was more than just size and power. I wanted to make that known to him. Exchanging numbers, I couldn't help but berate him to win the mental game. GIFs of knockouts, taunting, explaining what was waiting him as I would set up a clinic on his ass. This was going to be an uphill battle and I'll take any advantage I can find. A true test of my resolve as the next 2 weeks come and I'm locked in.
Vivian_Lee: Every day. Kev is helping me to find larger and larger opponents willing to spar. Getting me used to being in the room with a weight advantage. Turning my fist into even deadlier weapons than they already were as I get used to going low and driving into a larger opponent. Weight training so that I'm used to moving an additional 30-40 lbs of difference. Working my abs harder than I already was as I'm taking Kev's strongest hooks. Slamming into my abs over and over again like a blacksmith forging steel. I had a feeling gassing him out was always a possibility but I've promised a knock out. Labbing out combos to bait in and crush, He had some range on me, so my swiftness was going to be my greatest weapon. Working through ladder drills, going through footwork drills to make sure I could always look for that first step. Cleaning up my jabs, tightening them up as they would become one of my strongest deterrents. Zipping them through the air as I imagine David in front of me. Running through my plans and refining them as the days winded down. The gym became a temple for me to hone and refine. A place of calm where my mind was at ease and my body moved like clockwork.
Vivian_Lee: 2 weeks zoom past and just like that, it's fight night. The cold brisk air bringing a chill to my spine. Taking in the ambiance and scenery as I arrive to this old brick building. A monument to the sport of Boxing. Arriving at the gym around 5:00PM to try to get myself warmed and ready. Fight time wouldn't be until 5:30. Sending a text to David to let him know I'd arrived and with it his "imminent doom" in a not so joking manner. I knew one of us wasn't going to be leaving here tonight of our own accord and I damn well knew it wouldn't be me. Confidence brimming as I step my way in through the backdoor, the smells of leather and sweat engulf me, comforting as I felt invincible here.
Vivian_Lee: The backdoor having a direct line to the female locker room, my duffel falling to the floor. As I take a quick seat. "lets fuckiNG GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I scream out in a war cry. Getting rid of any nerves. Emptying my lungs before steadying my breath. Beginning to peel off my hoodie and sweat pants and changing. My anticipation building as I pause to look in the gym mirror to admire the body I've built over the past 2 weeks. My abs looking like a newly forged sword, or shield in this case, begging to be tried tested. I put on a bit of weight as muscle definition helped to fill out my frame more. David was in for a surprise as we hadn't seen each other in person since the coffee meeting. I continue changing, only moments away from the pay off...
Avid_Boxer_David: I strip off my jeans and sweatshirt as I look myself over reflecting on all the hard work I put in. I then slip on my white CK boxer briefs. And then my white Everlast trunks. I pull out my white 8 oz Cleto Reyes gloves. I pull out my white mouth guard. Looking forward to testing my skills against this new opponent, the only thing I know about her is that she is a bit smaller but has a rep for knockouts in the later rounds. My mental state so focused on this feather weight in the room next door I almost forget my boxing boots. I sit on the bench and take out my Black pony midcalf boxing shoes. Bending down I feel my back stretch and crack a bit as I lean all the way forward. I lace them up tight and wiggle my toes inside. Long gone are the days when boxing matches lasted as many rounds as men could go. I remember hearing of a bout that lasted over 200 rounds in the early days of boxing. I sling the gloves over my shoulder and my bag in hand as I make my way through the door and out towards the ring.....MTC
Avid_Boxer_David: I see the silhouette of the ring. Lindsey along side still in her trench. I make my way down to the ring padding on the balls of my feet. Placing my bag on the bench ringside and sliding my gloves over my fists. Lindsey slips out of the ring and down to ringside. I hold both hands out in front of me as I look at the clean white leather. I hold them out in front of Lindsey. " please tie them tight I want to make sure they don't fall off when I am busting up your friend" I smile feeling cautious yet confident as I don't yet look up at the ring. the first time I look at you I want to be looking down at you to reinforce the moment. This is the first time you will have seen me without my shirt on and I want to make sure it makes an impression. Lindsey finishes as I turn to the ring and step up and through the ropes and make my way over to my corner. I start to shadow box once inside the ring and warm up letting my movements look sluggish and slower not to give away any of the game before the fight. I feel the warm air of the gym start to coat my chest and abs with a sheen of sweat as I start to envision your destruction in every way. I then look over towards ladies locker room. Anticipating you standing across from me in the ring and then looking directly into your eyes and then never breaking that gaze. Like I said boxing is as much mental as it is physical. I feel the goosebumps run down my spine. Its finally time, and I am going to beat you tonight the only question is how badly, I think to myself in my head as think about all the anticipation that has been building. I finally lean back into my corner pad and await your entrance. The emotion and thoughts running through me are overwhelming, but I soo calm my mind and my breathing as I wait....
Vivian_Lee: Slipping on a black pair of satin boxers over my pink panties, they caress my ass like a big hug. My 34C's hang freely before they are eaten up by a black and pink sports bra. Pulling out a hot pink mouth guard, clamping down on it before pulling out my phone to text Kev to be waiting outside the locker for me. Pulling out a pair of red 8 oz Winning Gloves, I carry them underneath my left arm as I walk towards the entrance. Getting in some last minute practice as I rip some right hooks. I need this win, and I deserve this win. I reaffirm myself over and over again.
Vivian_Lee: In the hall before the ring I'm greeted by Kev. "Ready Champ?" he teases before helping to lace up the gloves. The vibrant red shining under the lights. "Be careful out there you look great, but he still has weight on you." Nodding my head to acknowledge this last tidbit of advice before being ushered out. The ring off in the distance, I can already see David waiting for me in his corner. Fuck, Kev wasn't lying. I may have remodeled, but he wasn't no slouch either. The sheen of a good warm up on your skin. I knew you were in your final preparations for the fight to come. Seeing your pec's and muscles ripple like a suit of armor. A suit of armor I was more than ready to bust up and bruise. Not wanting to show anything early, I smirk. Kev goes back to the ringside bench, taking a seat next to Lindsey. Wanting to win the mental game early, I make it a point to direct my ass towards you as I climb in between the ropes. Giving a nice shake as I do. Making my way to my corner, I begin a warm up routine of my own. Thinking already about my opening game plan. Imagining you were directly in front of me as I throw out a jab and cross. Loosening myself up as I bounce in my corner. This was my night. 10 rounds? It was only a matter of when I want to put you away. I close my eyes and steady. Calming my breathing as I hope you've taken notice of the predicament you're in for.
Avid_Boxer_David: I watch as you make your way down to the ring. I look you over admiring your fit yet firm frame. I look at your breasts sway and bounce in your sports bra as you warm up in your own prefight routine. I see your round backside with your tight trunks hiding nothing as your glute's flair swallowing your trunks and your core seemingly tight but knowingly can take some punishment. My eyes focused on your body looking for weaknesses and looking forward to your absolute destruction. I will not lie to myself and say that the stories of your prowess are impressive. I plan to beat you, taking my time and ensuring you learn a lesson here tonight. I watch as you look me over. We continue to drink one another in. I watch as your long legs tighten as you come into range. I even see the slight definition in your arms and shoulders from your boxing training. Boxers have an amazing build and as you bend your arms I see the slight bump form from your biceps’, you look in great shape...
Avid_Boxer_David: I move to mid ring making sure that I have a slight bend in my arms and my chest and abs are tight and on full display as I stand before you. I want you to see the man in front of you that you are going to have to fight through. Remembering the texts and GIF's you sent me." tough talk....for a girl. Are you sure you don't want to just drop to your knees and concede now? it will save you a bloody beating. I hear that's where you do your best work anyway. ".I want to get into your head the uphill battle you will be facing. As I step forward my eyes look directly into yours. Standing 5'10 and weighing in tonight at 163lbs, lean but packed with fit muscle. I focus on sizing you up knowing everything I do about you but knowing my skill set. We both will be covered in sweat, blood, and bruises or worse by the time this is over. I plan to impose my will over you in every way before we are done. Nothing is quite as satisfying I move forward my chest flexed a bit "its time" I confidently smirk as I glare into your eyes. I lean forward before I slip in my mouth guard as I curl my lips around it showing it to you. I can already feel my cock swelling in my briefs as I look you over and imagine your sports bra and trunks soaked in your own sweat and juices. I pound my gloves together and roll my neck and shoulders and my eyes never leave yours as we go over the rules and stipulations one last time.....
Vivian_Lee: Following you to center ring, puffing up my chest slightly. Making sure that you are aware that you are facing off against a female as I move with a slight sway to my step. Your body is beyond impressive up close. But it's okay in my mind, a tough rigid body of armor like that isn't typically going to be so easy to maneuver with. Hearing your taunt, I can't help but smirk. This was going to be a fun night. Taking a step closer to you, my right glove moving to your chest. "Funny, I was about to ask the same thing. only time you're gonna be beating me to the punch tonight cutie". Doing my best to keep my voice steady as I knew any indication of your intimidation working would lead me down a scary road. Coming in at a peak in my conditioning, standing 5'8 and weighing in at about 135, nearly 10 lbs. I've put on through my tense training. Packing it on but slow enough that my body could readjust to keep my swiftness.
Vivian_Lee: Looking into your eyes, it confirmed my suspicions that neither of us were making it the full 10 rounds. "it's time" you say, removing my mouth guard from my sports bra, placing it in my mouth. The image of you underneath my mound as I rid your face flashed in my mind. Eyeing over the muscles I was ready to turn into mush. Feeling my own juices start to flow, I see that the opposite idea must be running through your mind as I notice a tent being built. A mischievous idea runs through my mind as I decide to take a step forward between your thighs. Brushing your length for a moment, "Don't make it too easy for me". I say with a wink. My final taunt as we stare into each others eyes. Listening as the ones outside the ring go over the rules and stipulations agreed upon by us. There as both judges and to ensure the stipulations are carried out. Giving us the last of their input on the night, as we listen in...
Avid_Boxer_David: I watch as your face remains light as you grin. You stand chest to chest with me. I lean my chest forward as you do and press my hard chest into your round orbs as I feel your bra rake over my skin. You then do the same and let your glove drag over the full length of my swollen member. We both know that this anticipation has been building " its going to be a long night Vivian" I say back as I look into your eyes. I let my glove pop into yours as your breasts sway and hang perfectly. I move back my corner and take a few deep breaths as I wait for the bell and try to calm my nerves. I look at you your body on full display and you hide nothing. This is a battle between to boxers male or female does not matter. We are both here to hurt and humiliate the other. And I plan on doing all of that and more to you. My breath quickens as ii ready myself for the bell. Sweat drips as I slowly pull my gloves up tuck my chin and bring my elbows in tight bending my knees slightly as the bell is seconds away. DIIINNGGG!!!!..MTC
Avid_Boxer_David: As the bell rings I move out to meet you mid ring. My chin tucked elbows in tight and knees slightly bent in a classic orthodox stance. I peer at you over my gloves. My left out a bit in front of my right. My eyes already narrowed as my mood has changed. I need to dig deep this match and make her understand that there is only one true alpha in this ring and it is me. i step forward looking to maintain the range as I pump out a double left jab of my own aimed for your nose and mouth and step into a right hook turning my hips and pivoting aiming my glove for your bottom rib on your left side and that soft spot between your hip and ribs. I want to target your softer areas and slow you down. I will need to, if I am going to beat you today. I feel the adrenaline kick in and admire your fit frame. ..
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 2:50
Vivian_Lee: Reaching the corner, I continue my preparation, wanting to make sure I cover all of my bases. Thinking about how you are going to be looking to go low to slow me down without a doubt in my mind. Too bad for you, I'm not so easy to read. Watching sweat drip off your head, I can't help but think about how intoxicating it's going to be when I rock you, spraying Kev and Lindsey in your sweat. Using this bit as fuel to amp myself up. Raising my gloves in a slightly unorthodox stance. My left elbow hugging my side as I dip my head to take a lower stance. No doubt making it a tad more painful for you to inflict your damage. You are in for a long fight. Ready to break you down, bouncing on the balls of my feet as I wait for the bell to ring.
Vivian_Lee: The bell rings and I pace myself to the center of the ring. Gloves acting as a barrier as I keep my eyes on your guard, looking for anything that could give away your battle plan early. I know my quick steps are going to be crucial to minimize your weight advantage, no need to blast you from the start. Big guys usually gas easily. As we meet, in the middle, two jabs thud against my gloves, stopping my advance as you clearly hold the range advantage by a couple hairs. My red gloves eating your combined shots as I can feel the power behind your shots already. But it wasn't anything I hadn't already experienced in sparring, the stopped advance allowing the clarity to see you load up for a right hook. Preparing a counter with my right as I allow my tucked left elbow to eat your shot. Still producing a short mm out of me as even with the blow negated, I can feel it's effects. Taking advantage of my situation and your exposed face, I look to respond with a right cross aimed to your lips. Following it with light jab aimed to your eye as I take a half step back. My aim to eventually get you to a punch drunk state. Quantity over quality. Knowing how much you want me based on our texts, my right returns to reaffirm my guard. Knowing that you're going to be more than willing to get into my face after feeling your lust.
Vivian_Lee: R1 2:30
Avid_Boxer_David: I feel my left extend a bit as you step back and slip my glove and let tit hit your guard. My second finds your guard as well as we feel one another out early. As you show me your left side you let my right tag your left arm as you hold it over your body, as you keep my targets well hidden and at a distance and leaves me a bit open. Trying to limit your counter or so i thought as you stay in your stance forcing me to think a bit about your game plan. You pop your right glove for my mouth snapping my head back and spattering some sweat from my head. Your left glove tags my guard with a slight grunt from my lips aimed for my eye, as i close up the gap in my guard quickly. I scrunch my nose a bit as I peer at you through my raised guard. My eyes widen a bit as i feel you have some pop in your gloves but don't want you to know that. I move forward giving a bit of chase looking to draw you into a toe to toe battle to use my power. I am bigger and plan to bully you if I am able. I slide step into a left hook aiming for the waistband of your trunk line, then send a right cross angling for the tip of your chin feeling some sweat roll down my chest over my abs. My eyes on yours looking for clues. I take in a deep breath more to expel some nerves than any fatigue.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 2:15
Vivian_Lee: Grinning as I watch you eat my cross, taking note to remember to taunt you about it later. Knowing that had to have hurt, sending your head back. As my jab finds your guard as the hole I expose closes quickly. You move forward as I expect, knowingly starting to draw you into my plan. Just for you to take a side step into a left hook towards my lower half. Knowing my are too late to move down and react go for a block. Instead option to load a right hook in response. Instead opting, to put stake into my abs I've been working on and brace. As your glove collides with my trunk line, It bends me slightly, the ripples shaking off any sweat in the immediate area. Turning the gasp I would have taken into a battle cry "USH" as I take a half step towards you. As your cross to my head sails past my head harmlessly. Carrying that energy and letting it rip as my right hook sails towards your ribs. My left hand on standby, ready to follow up with another crisp jab. This time aiming at your nose as I continue my hit and run tactics. I want you moving early. If you want this win, you're gonna have to catch it. As I fall back, realizing that your power was no joke as I can feel a sting. Doing my best to keep a high guard as to not show my face. Steadying myself for another push that is sure to come....
Vivian_Lee: R1 2:00
Avid_Boxer_David: I step in my left lands nicely on your body as I drag my glove across it. I feel my leather smack into your skin. You tighten your abs and I see the muscles under your soft skin ripple a bit. My leather smacking against your skin and feeling the sweet jolt run up my arm to my shoulder. As I drive with my right you duck and roll under it. My right glove extends and leaves me a bit open as you use your agility and quickness. Your right hook tags my body forcing a slight grunt as you pound my rigid abs. I bend slightly and your left jab stabs into my nose snapping my head back. You seem to be better than Lindsey let on. You have some pop in your gloves and I take a slide step back to reset. I then move back into the pocket and lead with a stiff left jab aimed for your nose. I then dig a right uppercut aimed just at your naval and above the waistband of your trunks. Your breasts bounce a bit drawing my eyes to them as you move around the ring. Your legs and ass flex showing off your curves and fitness....
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 1:45
Vivian_Lee: As I regain my breathing, I realize I have the space to lower my gloves a bit. Studying your reactions to my blows so far. Giving me a brief moment before you step inside and look to continue our scrapping. Leading with a left jab at my nose. I manage to deflect it with my right upwards, not fully but enough to not get my nose crushed. But it does tag the top of my temple as I snap back. Snapping forwards. I see you load up and tuck my right. Just in time for my right elbow to stifle your right uppercut, as your uppercut only makes it so far as to tag my naval before fizzling out against my elbow. From this scrunched position again, my left comes out jabbing for your head, 1 to the chin and a second to the nose. Finishing with a cross to your solar plexus as I'm lookin to force you to work for any damage I take. Stepping to the right as I don't want to run out of ring to hide away in. Your uppercut there could have been scary as my elbow throbs a touch. My tits bounce as I pedal away. You were a brute who needed educating in the sweet science of boxing, and I was prepared to be the one to make you learn.
Vivian_Lee: R1 1:30
Avid_Boxer_David: Sweat rolls down over my chest and abs as we are toe to toe. you are trading with me using that extra weight and muscle you put on. My left jab drives for your nose but you deflect it and it bounces off your temple. My right uppercut was looking for your body and found it but only after you deflected it a bit. Taking the steam off it. You counter with a peppering left jab over my lowered right and pump it into my chin and nose again. Popping my head back, I feel the sting in my nose on impact and my eyes water slightly from it. I bit hard on my mouth guard and block your cross to my body looking to drive it down with my left glove and then fire a hard right cross aimed for your left eye. I then dig a left hook aimed for your bottom rib on your right side. grunting a bit with the effort as i look to hammer your smaller body. I take in a bit of a deeper breath as we are trading mid ring....
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 1:15
Vivian_Lee: As the punches roll and land, I realize the trades so far have been great. Popping your head back, before sending in a finish. Only for it to be stopped as I feel you drive it down, uh oh. Luckily I still had some pace on my side as a right cross is only narrowly stepped away from, instead of slamming my eye, it crashed into my cheeks as I feel it's burn on my skin. From this close distance, I see you shift again. This time my cockiness being a downfall as I'm unable to move in time to do anything. The left hook slamming into my rib as I exhale. I'm able to minimize some damage with my side step but it still definitely tags the shit out of me. Eliciting my own moan as I look to retaliate. If you want to slug me, I'll show you what this extra weight and muscle can really do. Tucking in as I unleash a 3 piece combo. Feinting a jab to your head with my left. Side stepping with a right hook to your lower side. Before finishing it with a left straight I step into. Aiming it directly for your eye as I continue working your head. Your blows making me respect and take you more seriously. Maybe I couldn't play with you as much as I wanted. Chiseling into you as I need to expose you early and deter...
Vivian_Lee: R1 1:00
Avid_Boxer_David: Driving a hard right cross for your eye as you slide back just a bit it crashes into your cheek snapping your head back and to the side. My leather impacting with your face but not with the intended impact. Your cheek reddens from the leather of my white glove. My left then hammering your ribs on your right side with the smack of leather into flesh and the thud of my glove hard into your body. I see and hear you exhale as it makes solid contact and smile inwardly as I feel the sweet jolt run up my shoulder. You move with the punch to try to take some of the bit off of it, I hear a slight moan escape your lips. Your muscles corded, you feint with your left jab looking to draw my guard up. I do not bite and take your follow up right hook off my bicep. Your left straight pounds my right eye as you finish your combo snapping my head back and forcing my right eye to blink a bit. I feel the redness start to warm around it. I am bigger and refuse to back off. instead planting my feet into the canvas and returning fire with my right in a hook aimed for your waistband of your tight trunks near your naval. I then send a crisp double left jab aimed for your nose and right eye looking to pepper your face and remind you who the alpha in the ring is. My cock straining against the fabric of my trunks as we trade mid ring. unable to help but notice your hard nipples poking into the fabric of your sports bra and your heavy rounded breasts filling out the fabric...
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 0:45
Vivian_Lee: I realize my mistake of giving you a hint of weakness from me. Wishing I could have taken back that gasp. Knowing it was time to roll with the punches, I needed to make you fear slugging it out with me even if you had the size advantage. My time in the ring sparring larger men would serve as my greatest weapon. You remain unfazed by my jabs, or the feint of them. Something to take note of to expose later. My right is eaten up by your biceps, the sensation like punching a bar of iron. Before rising again to have my straight send your head snapped back. I see you plant your feet, knowing that a slugfest as inbound, looking to incorporate some of my training. I needed to minimize the damage here, stepping to the side as your right hook to my navel hits air as it glides past me. Leaving me open as you send a crisp jab to my nose, making my eyes water a bit before I'm able to close up and guard against your jab at my eye. This fight is starting to get me going as the arousal of pain begins to wash over me, acting like a stimulant to me. I start my own offense, refusing to back down against you. If you won't respect my jab, I'll make you. Going for a simple quick combo. A left jab aim to your nose, a right cross at your chin, finishing with a left shovel hook to the body. My aim to not knock you out, but to respect me in this ring. Looking to establish my own dominance over what should be your domain...
Vivian_Lee: R1 0:30
Avid_Boxer_David: My right swings and misses as I was looking to punish that fit body, make you start to feel my size and power and fear it. My left jab stabs at your nose snapping your head back and forcing your eyes to water with that familiar sting. You close up your guard quickly and my left jab then paffs off your gloves leather on leather. you are intent on trading with me and i wanted to make you pay. But your left jab pumps into my nose spatting a bit of blood on impact. I feel the warm crimson on my upper lip. Your right cross tags my chin snapping it to the side spraying sweat from my head. I bat your left hook out to the side with my right glove and bite hard on my mouth guard as my left digs an uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin as my right clears the way. I then send a right hook aimed for your left eye as I see the round is almost over looking to finish strong and take the round from the judges scorecards.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 0:15
Vivian_Lee: My jab landing on your nose again, this time coming along with is a nice little present as I get a nice blip of crimson along with it. Happy I've drawn first blood now in more than one way, my follow up right cross snapping you to the side as I watch more sweat launch from your head. The feeling becoming intoxicating as I love watching my head hunting stumble that chiseled body of yours. Little ol me, pressuring you more than you thought I could during this initial round. Surely I had this round in my bag already. My follow up left is batted away from your side. Leather being used to deflect, the threat of your own left uppercut sailing through the air, my right hand just barely making it in time to help stifle the damage. Your power potential fully on display as despite me holding firm, and using a glove to deflect, your gloves sails and slams the tip of my chin. Surely, not at it's full potential, but enough to stagger me as I take a step back. My left now returning to me as I look to end the round strong.
Vivian_Lee: I refuse to go down here as my left stifles your right hook. Devoured by my left hand as I can feel how much you want this knockdown. My gloves beginning to sting from the damage, trying to block your raw power. Knowing the round was ending soon, I only looked to continue piling my damage on. I step in, feinting to the body for a right hook, before returning upstairs with a left straight aimed at your face. Breaking away afterwards as I look to jab you down again. My follow up being a right hook to that mouth of yours, a reminder that you couldn't afford to try to taunt or speak while in the ring with me. As the hook is in the air, **DING** I stop it mid air, inches from your face. A smirk as I pull it back. Noticing your cocks outline against your shorts, a mischievous idea comes across my mind. Turning away from you, I sway my body back to my corner. Upon reaching it, stretching to touch my toes, giving you a nice view of my tits. Hoping it continues to reinforce your mental loss in this round, looking to plant the seed of doubt...
Vivian_Lee: R1 0:00
Avid_Boxer_David: My left uppercut drives for your body but you are able to just barely get your glove in its path. Still it hammers your glove and forces your body to shudder. your tits rattle still as my glove makes contact. My right glove clips the point of your chin cleanly snapping your head to the side. had it landed more on your jaw you might be on your ass of even out cold. I am bigger and stronger than you and you will be reminded of that in round 2. Sweat rolling down my body as your head turns back to face me. Your right glove and shoulder roll and I lower my guard slightly cheating it down as you look as if you are targeting my body. It never comes and your straight left finds my right cheek under my eye. pounding the patch of flesh under my eye and snapping my head back. I feel the 8-10 lbs in your power as you snap my head. As it comes back forward your right is already driving for my face suddenly the bell DING DING DING your glove stops short of connecting with my mouth as you smile and pull your punch that could have landed cleanly and done some real damage. You turn and sway your hips walking back to your corner. your trunks pained on as they ride a bit between your ass cheeks. I notice you glancing at the bulge in my trunks and watch as you bend . your tit spilling out over you sports bra a bit. I back to my corner and sit on the stool and take in some water. Toweling off a bit and holding the water bottle against my right eye and feeling the soothing cold against my skin....
Vivian_Lee: After my display of cleavage, I lean back onto my stool. Removing my mouthpiece to get in your head. "I told you, you weren't going to get the first punch on me a gain. you know it's not too late for you to just crawl over here and give up." I review the footage in my mind as I understand your power that round was scary. I should continue my poking and prodding. Hitting and running. You weren't slow by any means but I definitely had you in the speed department as I forced you to miss a lot that round. Readjusting my sports bra as I can feel my nipples hardened against the fabric. A fact I'm sure is contributing to the monster in your shorts. The sheen of sweat over my body not bothering me as I wear it like a badge of my dominance. I take a sip of water from my water bottle before placing the soothing cold up against my abs and my cheek. Alternating to numb some of the sting I had acquired from the initial round. Knowing that I've established what I'm capable of early in your eyes as you become well acquainted with my jabs...
Avid_Boxer_David: I look across at you as I stem the blood from my nose for now and feel the redness on my cheek subside. I lean back into my corner pad and drape my gloves along the middle ropes on either side of me. My hard chest and abs on display as well as the lump in my trunks that rounds down my left thigh a bit. I take in one last sip of water as I stare across at you. I hear the 10 second buzzer and stand. pulling my gloves up and elbows in. My right handed stance as I bend my knees a bit. Sweat still rolling down my body. DING DING DING. I move out from my corner refreshed and with new found motivation. I dart to mid ring looking to take ring position in round 2. My eyes meet yours and I am ready to work you this round. 9 more rounds and we are just scratching the surface. I am looking to drop you this round on that ass of yours and make a statement.
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 3:00
Vivian_Lee: Hearing the 10 second warning I rise. Replacing my mouth guard as I think about my game plan. The sheen of sweat on my skin from our little match so far. I can't help but feel my wetness a bit as I think about the prize waiting for me at the end of this. Feeling refreshed from the little damage I took, I lick my lips as the bell tolls and I we clash mid ring. I look to play the backfoot here. Like a matador leading a bull around, I flicker my jabs again at your guard. Lightly tapping as a deterrent to bulling me over. After the 2nd jab, I take a step to my right side, looking to lower that guard again. Shovel hooking in with my left glove, aiming slightly above your right side waistline as I want to start breaking down the speed you do have. Following through with a right cross to the cheek, looking to pressure you more as I continue moving around you and kiting.
Avid_Boxer_David: You meet me in the center of the ring, seemingly confident. I can see the look in your eyes and it apparent that i have not broken you in any way. but I plan to. Your jabs paff into my gloves and guard. I am not even concerned about them as i see your legs flex and bend. You step right and your left drives for my body. I see it and slide step back letting your left swing right between us. Your left glove extends and as you load up on your right. I roll and slide under it as i step in. your right glove swinging over my head. As I step in low my left glove drives for your exposed liver with a left hook with an upward arc looking for just under your bottom rib on your right side. I then dig a right uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin as i drive with my legs and hips. I am going to make you understand your place in my ring this round and plan on putting you on your ass. Grunting with the effort of both punches looking to flash my power.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 2:45
Vivian_Lee: My punches that should mean anything hit air this round. Slicing as they fly through the air. Overextending my right as my target has already left. HNGRH, I feel a wave of pain as I feel a glove planted over my liver and your grunts. My eyes bulge as I didn't expect it, I'm fighting a battle to stay upright as your power has instilled more fear in me. Contemplating taking a knee, trying desperately to recover, my gloves returning in time to to stifle your uppercut. Feeling it's power as it almost lifts me up. Knowing I'd be out and on the floor if I hadn't made it in time, I can only think to make space as I need time to recover. Both shots doing their job as a general buzz washes over my body as the danger I'm in is beginning to dawn on me. I throw out a right check hook against you aimed at your left side ribs. With you so close to my body, I needed to box smarter than you and make some space. Trying to keep myself moving away from you as I needed some time to steady. Watching for your reaction to follow through with a left straight to suppress your newfound aggression. Ready to back pedal with my left at the ready for your chin. My right tucked in tight as I aimed to form a shield you'd need to smash down in this game of cat and mouse. Taking a lowered stance to make life harder for you. Watching closely to see if you give chase to me immediately or if you slow down as well, your grunts fueling me as I feel wetness in my panties...
Vivian_Lee: R2 2:30
Avid_Boxer_David: Your right glove left out there and my left pounds your body hard. That small vulnerable target there for the taking. My left glove pounds your liver. your body wilts for a moment and I see the expression on your face change. A bit of panic and maybe even fear creep into your eyes. My right glove drives for your chin and your left gets in the way just in time but my glove drives your back into your face as you feel my power. You feel the size difference for the first time in the match. You seem like you want to take a knee and i move in. your check right hook tagging my body but not with a ton of force. Your straight left comes out and paffs off my right glove as i parry it. You seem to be backing and searching for answers. I step in to continue to pressure you. I feint a left cross aimed for your chin but then bend my knees and send a hard right hook aimed for your naval. I then pump to stiff left jabs aimed for your nose and right eye shooting them straight out and putting my shoulder into them looking to pepper your face.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 2:20
Vivian_Lee: After having created this space, I refuse to let you close it again so easily. Watching you step forwards, after our brief time in the right I'm starting to understand how you operate, not biting on it, I see the bend of your knee as your muscles ripple. Knowing that a big shot is coming, I see you load your right hook. Taking a large step back. Your hook sailing by as I look to move forward in my crouched stance. Using my footwork to weave through as your stiff jabs pepper my guard. PAP PAP, as I continue forward. Not deterring me enough from my goal of chopping down this tree. Shooting a left straight into your navel as I look to return the favor. Bringing my right upstairs as I raise from my crouched state to uppercut your chin. Regardless of the outcome, opting to try and wrap you up afterwards in a clinch. Driving my chest into yours as I hug you to weaken any attempts to retaliate taking the moment to catch a breath and lean my weight on you, hoping to play a bit more possum to lure you in...
Vivian_Lee: R2 2:00
Avid_Boxer_David: You are very in tune with my offense and have studied my movements. You don't bit on my feint and you see me loading up as you slide back and let my right glove hit nothing but air. My left jab pumps stiffly into your raised gloves as you move in a bit lower. I manage to deflect your straight left and avoid you making contact with my body. Your right glove however crashes into the underside of my chin. My head snapping and sweat spraying in a halo over my head. You then body me up immediately after as you wrap me up and look to press your body into mine looking for me to carry your weight. You flash your power in the uppercut and we are both using this time to take in some deep breaths. I feel your breasts raking over my chest. I press my left leg into the front of your trunks as I push back into you using my bigger heavier frame to look to make YOU carry my weight. Sweat mixing as we press into one another......
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 1:45
Vivian_Lee: Hnghh, The sweat flying off your head bringing me joy as I tie you up to recover. Feeling your breath on my neck, I can't help but get a bit distracted. Feeling up your muscles first hand as I tie you up, bulging and rippling, my chest raking into yours as we rub up on each other. Wanting to use the time to weigh you down, I press into you, my thigh brushing up against your monster of a cock. Feeling it's excitement knowing that you want this just as much as me. I start plotting again. You start to lean your own weight onto me. Great timing as you've made the decision for me. I allow you to lean on me more as I look to time my side step. A slight shove with my chest, driving up with the power left in my legs. Letting go of you and pivoting with my right in one motion. I look for that moment where you are lacking something to lean on, that slight panic as I step away. Planting my right leg firmly as I look to load up and send a left uppercut to your chin, grunting as I do to show you that I wasn't going to fall over so easily after some heavy shots...
Vivian_Lee: R2 1:30
Avid_Boxer_David: I press back into you as you try to outmuscle me, At this point we both know who is stronger. I press my body into you and you stand firm for a moment and then start to give way. I smirk inwardly as I feel your body relent a bit. Suddenly as i am walking you back you step back and to your right and then send a hard left uppercut under my chin as the space is created between us. Your bicep flexes as your glove snaps my head back. I am a bit off balance and I stumble forward hitting the ropes with my chest but then quickly spinning. I was more off balance from pushing into you and you giving way than from the uppercut, but just the same i hit the ropes in an awkward position and turn my body on them so now my back is on the ropes.. A bit disoriented i get my bearings but it looked as if you knocked me silly with one punch....
Avid_Boxer_David: R1 1:15
Vivian_Lee: Smirking as my patience paid off, making you look ridiculous on the ropes. Taking a step towards you as you a bounced off the ropes, I wanted. I needed you on the ground now. Knowing this was my best chance, Looking to force a large shot before you can get your bearings. I plant my left leg this time before looking to load my right glove. Gripping it with all my strength as I want this to hurt bad. Wanting to remind you that your muscles and power wouldn't be everything. My biceps rippling as I aim an overhand right directly into the center of your nose. Hoping to create a reminder for you about the mistake you made by entering this ring with me. Leaning into it with a yell as I aim to exert all my strength into putting you down on that canvas...
Vivian_Lee: R2 1:00
Avid_Boxer_David: I turn on the ropes and lean my back into them. and as i said i am not hurt but look like i am rattled. I was more off balance than anything letting my weight throw me into the ropes. I see you pause and wait for the ropes to push me forward a bit. I see you loading up and am well aware of what you are looking and hoping to do. had this been in round 6 or 7 i would be in trouble. But unfortunately for you it's only round 2. I see your right telegraphed from a mile away. your muscles flex as you drive hard forward looking to end this with one punch. I have my wits about me and duck my head and as I do I use the ropes propelling me forward a bit with added momentum. My knees bent as your right is driving in at the same time I am ducking under your right. My left glove is driving for that red spot I left on your liver earlier. Two can play at this game. You are driving forward as I roll under the punch at the same time driving forward looking to punish your liver and paralyze you and possibly drop you to the canvas, grunting with the effort....
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 0:45
Vivian_Lee: My shot is picture perfect, muscles rippling as I launched forward with all my strength. Looking to put you down. The only problem being that you weren't where you were supposed to. I had overestimated the damage to you and instead overplayed my hand. Feeling my glove sail over your head as it clips your hair. I'm powerless to do little more than try to shift my body in an attempt to lessen the counter blow to come. Turning my body so that instead of hitting my liver, it lands elsewhere. Rocketing forwards like I had been speared through, your fist is slight off target as it pierces me. OOOF, I exhale loudly as I'm forced to take a knee. Feeling my legs turning to gelatin as the force drags me down. I start to heave and wheeze. Trying my best to catch my breath. I slam my glove on the canvas in frustration...
Vivian_Lee: R2 0:30
Avid_Boxer_David: Your open and exposed and you will learn the hard way that you may be able to let that happen with some of the jobber on this sit but not with me. My glove hammers your body near your liver and you fold like a lawn chair. You take a knee and i can see the pain and anguish on your face. the punch still reverberating up my arm as i stand over you. I loom a bit as i step forward looking down. My hard cock just inches from your face as i stand over you before moving to a neutral corner. I lean back into the corner pad, sweat rolling down my body and dripping onto the canvas. " 1............2............3....." I begin the count. I see your body still down and i take in some deep breaths and know that your mind is rattled. You may have drawn first blood, but you are now on the canvas in round 2 and must have your mind racing.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R2 0:15
Vivian_Lee: My mind is moving at 1000 wpm as I think about how to salvage this situation. You loom over me, looking up I can see the outline of your cock, hard and twitching as though this fight were over. I'd make it a mental note to ensure your cock is deflated and defeated by the end of the night. Reaching a neutral corner and counting... 1..2...3..You weren't getting away with this disrespect...4.... My breathing comes to a calm as we reach 5 on the count... Replaying everything that happened, my stomach area still feels raw as I look down to see the redness build..6....I know I can use the extra moments on the canvas catching my breath as at the call of 7 I use my gloves to push me up. Getting back into my stance as I put on my best poker face. I motion for you to come at me again. Preparing myself to jab you back, the bell rings to end the round. I pass by you on the way to my corner. As I reach you I say through a muffled mouthguard "lucky punch." before reaching my corner and plopping down on the stool. Getting to work to treat my liver area to the best of my ability. Trying to get the redness/swelling down with a compress. It was still too early in the fight for me to be down and out like this. Sipping some water and scheming up what to do next as I couldn't let you get away with this...
Vivian_Lee: R2 0:00
Avid_Boxer_David: I stand in my neutral corner as I watch you struggle a bit. I smile as you are on your knee and I can see the spot where my glove landed glowing red. Your breathing is a bit labored. Sweat is dripping down my body and I wipe my nose with my white glove and see the slight smear of red across it. As I continue to count, you slowly rise and get to your feet. You ready yourself to engage and just as I move from the corner DING DING DING, the bell rings and you continue to walk towards me and as you pass you state something probably to make yourself feel better and to justify you kissing the canvas. " Hope you liked the taste of that canvas. you will be eating it again real soon" I say with a smirk. I make my way to my corner and see you tend to yourself. I sit as well and stem the bleeding from my nose and towel off. I take in some water and continue to calm my breathing. My cock rigid in my trunks after seeing you on the canvas. there will be more where that came from. I lean back and glare across at you like prey. I am ready to own you this round and start to break you. I have a lot in store for you and plan to bust you up in many ways......
Vivian_Lee: Sitting in my corner, I’m less angry about the knockdown and more upset about my own foolishness. I had you, played around too much with my food. Too overzealous. It was fine though, I was still standing and this was still boxing, anything could happen. Plotting my comeback here, I needed to stick to slowing down this fight. My breathing is returning to normal now. I needed to find a way to deal with your aggression better. Standing for 10 seconds, bouncing on the balls of my feet as I planned to not let you land well. If there was any time for my swiftness to come in the clutch, now was it.
Vivian_Lee: Sweat rolling down my abs when *DING* I walk my way out to the center ring to conserve my energy. Closing my arms up into a new stance I’d been working on. As we meet in the center, my gloves are tight in a Philly shell esque defense. Understanding that my body movement would be key to keep myself safe, allowing you to come to me. Ready to counter punch.
Avid_Boxer_David: I watched from across the ring. your legs slightly spread as your breasts rise and fall as you take in some deep breaths. Your hard nipples spiking through your sports bra as the cold water forced them to react. I stem the bleeding of my nose and let the cold water bottle press against my face as I feel the warm patches of skin on my cheeks feel the cold sensation. I am more than ready for round 3 feeling my confidence build from round 2 and maybe even drop you onto your round ass. I stand as the 10 second buzzer sounds and pound my white gloves together. DING DING DING As the bell sounds i move out, gloves up , elbows in ready to take the fight to you in round 3 as i look to beat you to mid ring....MTC
Avid_Boxer_David: I take larger steps to get across the ring and see you walk more coal, relaxed, confident. I see you curl a grin around your mouthguard and I look to wipe it from your face. I start with a lead left hook aimed for your bottom rib on your right side hoping you are thinking I am coming up top. I then send a short right cross aimed for the tip of your chin. I finished with a stiff left jab aimed for your nose looking for a bit of payback early in round 3 to force some damage and maybe even a bit of blood from the smaller female in front of me. I take in a deep breath around my mouthguard as I feel the sweat drip from my chest and roll down over my rigid abs.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 2:45
Vivian_Lee: Knowing you wanted to be aggressive early, I was prepared and ready to take on your imposing stature. My right stops your left from punishing my body any more than you already have. A satisfying PSH, as it stops the hook dead in its tracks. Watching you load up the cross, I lean back in time as it stops short of reaching me. Knowing this could be my moment to trade with you as I swing a left hook to your nose, wanting to get more of a flow going from you and hoping to wipe away any doubt that I wasn't still in this fight. As I do, your left jab knocks my head back with a short hng, I can feel it scrunch a bit as I can feel the floodgates about to break. As I recover back to you, I throw a hook strike to your lower left rib, hoping to give you some of the same treatment you did to my liver. Looking to create distance between us as I take a step to my right, angling myself so that my right glove is leading while I'm on the back foot and my left tucks into my side. I throw right jabs at that head, particularly your nose looking to rattle that brain some more. Regaining confidence as I attempt to stifle your offense with stronger defense and movement.
Vivian_Lee: R3 2:30
Avid_Boxer_David: I am moving out with a purpose looking to pick up where I left off in round 2. My left hook drives hard for your right side, but your right drops as you are ready for my aggressive stance. My glove is pounding your arm as I look to use my power. My right cross follows shortly after. You lean back and force my short cross miss. My right extends a bit, and you look to capitalize. Your left hook slides past the gap in my guard and tags my nose, immediately starting the blood from flowing again. My jab is already on its way and pumps into your nose snapping your head back as well, and leaving your nose leaking also. Your right glove drives into my arm as I manage to block your hook. You then retreat a bit As you do your right jab pops out looking for my head as you move back. i am more than happy to stay just outside your range letting the first fall short but the second i slip in and under and again level a left hook aimed for your bottom rib on your right side just around you liver aiming for the red spot i left behind in round 2. I then drive a right uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin. Sweat is already coating my body as we are already in the thick of it in round 3.......
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 2:15
Vivian_Lee: Seeing your blood flowing again, my confidence is igniting as I continue my gameplan. I may be leaking a bit, but it was nothing compared to the flow that started for you. Knowing you love my body in more ways than one. This defense keeps me angled so that it wouldn't be so easy for you to get what you want. I watch you dive under my second shot, as I continue spacing back. Taking a step to my left as I play with our ranges. Doing my best to use my quick step to keep myself away. Turning my body with your punch as it slides across the area. I feel it, but it's not enough to do anything more than get a small groan out of me. Twisting as I see your right uppercut fly up to me, The shot just coming short again as I'm dancing away from you. Readying to rinse and repeat. This time switching it up. Looking to slow down a bit. Switching my tactics to a light left jab aimed at your head as I back away, watching patiently to see if you try your weaving again as I ready a right cross to track your head on the potential approach.
Vivian_Lee: R3 2:00
Avid_Boxer_David: Your side left open but you are in full retreat mode. Showing what a scared little bitch you were. My left slapping at your side but not doing the damage I had hoped. You continue back and my uppercut falls short. I see your left jab paw out more in a defensive manner than looking for damage. I pat it down with my own left and see you already chambering your right. I do not take the bait as I pause my advance and stay on the outside of your range. I straighten for a second bouncing from foot to foot on my toes. I take in a deep breath and wipe the blood from my nose with my right glove. I then step left and look to cut the ring down. My gloves up and elbows in as I slide step in pumping a stiff left jab aimed for your right eye. I then send a hard right cross aimed for your chin before digging a left uppercut aimed for your lowest rib on your right side again.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 1:45
Vivian_Lee: Seeing you slowdown, I manage to stop my movement. Giving me a moment of reprieve. I study you, know that you are going to want to shoot into me soon. Breathing myself as I lick the blood trickling from my nose. Keeping my arms ready to fight back and deflect. It was too early for me to worry about hitting the canvas for good and I planned to let you pay if you let me. Watching you step left, I ready myself for what comes next. My head moves out of the way of your jab, stepping to your right. Looking to make you pay as I make it inside your guard. Running a right uppercut from the top of your waistband all the way up to your chin. Your right cross does not have the space to have any meaningful power as it does more to push my head than punch it. My right side being a bit of a reach for you currently in our predicament. I groan into your chest as the feeling becomes familiar again, exhaling hot air on your pecs. Taking note that I need to keep you away from there. I power through and take a step back. I twist and turn with my hips, aiming a short left hook. I've been laboring away during training, at your right cheek...
Vivian_Lee: R3 1:30
Avid_Boxer_David: I see you lick the blood from your upper lip dribbling from your nose. It is an arousing sight. Forcing you to work hard, I try to keep up the pressure. I step left and pump a stiff left jab but your head moves as you slip it and let it extend. You slip inside my guard, your right uppercut pounding my waistband. My right cross lands but too close to have any real impact shoves your head to the side as I let out a huff of air. My right uppercut was unable to cause any real damage with our proximity. Your warm breath washes over my hard chest. You look to back out to range and your left hook catches my right cheek snapping my head to the side on your exit. Feeling those added pounds. I wince slightly pausing before giving chase a bit. I feint with a right cross aimed for your left eye, only to pull it back and dig a left hook aimed for your right side again. that red welt at target i keep aiming for a bullseye. I then drive a straight right aimed for your nose looking to bust up your face a bit here in round three and maybe even drop you again.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 1:15
Vivian_Lee: Feeling myself start to regain my control, I start to understand your mindset. You want this liver bad. My footwork is paying dividends as I feel the confidence to start getting a bit risky. Taking a bit of a gamble this time, I move my head to avoid a right cross that never comes. I know you want to capitalize badly on that "knockdown" last round. Knowing that if I can make it out of this round and continue to frustrate you then I'll be able to win. Doing my best to have my right wrap around my lower right side, while keeping my left tucked in against my cheek. I am going to rely on my swiftness to cover up any other holes. Digging a left hook into my guard as it lessens the blow. Your power is still reverberating through my body as I stagger back. I couldn't let you keep going to this well without a punishment. I step to my right, flickering a double jab to your nose, looking to spill more of your blood. I learned my lesson going for a big move, I only needed to wear you down slowly. Seeing you aren't finished, your right straight moves to turn my dribble of a nose bleed into a fountain. My tucked left being able to catch your shot as the force still bops my hand back. My glove crashed into my face and forced more blood to dribble out. Returning to my guard as I patiently await for you to approach again. Circling you as I walk to my right trying to keep myself from being cut off in the corner.
Vivian_Lee: R3 1:00
Avid_Boxer_David: You slip my feint as you do not move your guard using head movement this time. You are a pugilist for sure and learn as we continue to play chess and a cat and mouse ensues. My left hammers your right arm as i drive my glove into your guard hard and force the impact to reverberate through your body. You flicker out your left jab and pump it into my nose 2 times snapping my head back and smearing crimson on your glove as you paint my face a bit with it as well. My right straight pounds your glove into your face. i sniffle a bit feeling the blood clog my nose. I know i must look a bit of a mess but i am fine, only my nose looking a bit worse for wear. You step to your right as we maintain our distance. we are both warriors and want to continue to test the other. I step left and roll my left shoulder feinting a hard left hook to that liver you know i am targeting. It never comes as I instead throw an overhand right hook at a downward angle looking to hammer your brow above your left eye, turning my glove at the last moment. looking to open a cut over your eye. I finish with a left short cross aimed for your chin as i continue to look to outbox you knowing this round is very close.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 0:45
Vivian_Lee: Watching your face bloody up again brings a joy to my face as I dance away from you again. You step left, this time rolling your shoulder as you attempt to throw a left hook to my liver again. You're in full view of me, so as I brace, my left glove hugging my cheek and my right holding my side, I can see nothing is coming. Instead, I watch you sending an overhand right, cutting in from above as your muscles ripple. My left glove at my head, nearly hugs my cheek as it does its best to contain your onslaught. Your shot being slightly deflected as I feel a slice on my brow, the power still knocking my head to the side. An OOF escaping my mouth as I feel your power. My right hand coming up in time as I'm rocked, stepping to my left. I feel your power again as you pound my right glove. As your cross leaves me, I fire out my own left cross, looking to catch you off guard as I aim to bloody your nose and fully crush it. Stifling your breathing would be huge in keeping me alive in this fight. Following it up with a right check hook to your lower right rib. Before taking a step and firmly planting my leg, looking to launch a left uppercut, aiming for your chin as I look to stun you again even if momentarily. Hoping this sudden aggression at the end of the round is enough to win me the round...
Vivian_Lee: R3 0:30
Avid_Boxer_David: My feint pauses you for a moment. My right then drives downward into your brow as your left glove does little to block it. My power snapping your head and opening a slight cut over your brow over your left eye. I can tell you felt that as a grunt escapes your lips. Your cross landing between blows as your right again catches my nose forcing blood to run freely and force me to breath around my mouthguard. My left pounding your right glove as you continue to guard and defend well. While I am a bit more open as I look to hammer you. Your left uppercut clips my chin snapping my head back and I stumble a bit as it catches me clean. I hit the ropes and feel my head swimming a bit as blood covers my nose and lips....
Avid_Boxer_David: R3 0:15
Vivian_Lee: Feeling my uppercut make connection, I can't help but feel my pussy get wetter as the blow sends a jolt through my body. Blood erupts into the air as some splatters onto my sports bra and gloves as my nipples are practically diamonds at this point. Chasing you into the ropes again. I know that I can't let this opportunity slip again as I look to get some more permanent damage to you. Approaching with my left at the ready, I begin to work you like a punching bag and there are only 10 seconds left in the round. I move to hit with a combo I've drilled over and over again. Twisting my body as I plant my left foot and drive forwards with a left leading uppercut as I aim to make sure you don't recover from this stupor any time soon. I follow it up with a right cross aimed at your left eye, not looking to cut it, but to start developing a nice shiner for me to look at. Ending my combination with a left hook driving home with a yell as I try to pay back all the damage that you've given me so far in this fight. Driving my leg in between your thighs as I feel your monster of a cock fully engorged at this point. I look to hammer your sides as a left hook looks to crash into your right. Before I can rechamber and look to slam a second one, **DING** the bell rings, stopping me short from unleashing another shot as I step back from you...
Vivian_Lee: R3 0:00
Avid_Boxer_David: My back hit the ropes and I was a bit rattled. Your added weight added power I was not expecting. Blood spattering on impact and speckling your tits and sports bra as well as my chest as well. I am on the defensive and rattled. My eyes catch the round timer with only 10 seconds left. Your left uppercut tags my chin again standing me up as my head snaps my left knee buckling. Your right cross tags my left eye with my gloves in a loose guard as you pound the pocket of flesh under my left eye. Redness and slight puffing begin immediately. My back hits the cords bending them hard. Your left hook hammering my guard as your thigh slides between my legs and feels my swollen cock as you press me against the ropes. DING DING DING! your left glove chambered as the bell rings and stops short. My head comes forward as I lean into you, my chin on your shoulder holding you for support as I try to gather myself. Fortunately the bell rang to save me from a knockdown. I lean there my warm breath on your neck and shoulder and blood drips from my nose onto your skin. Panting a bit of slight moans from my lips as your thigh is pressed against my hard cock......
Vivian_Lee: Feeling your hard cock on my thigh, I take the moment to stand there and embrace your chest on my nipples as we rub against each other. My barrage has me panting now too. Each breath moving through my body as my thigh rubs your cock. Your subtle moans are fueling me. Feeling your body weight on me, your head resting on my shoulder as I feel the warm drip of your blood on my shoulder. Knowing that I could take you now if I wanted, but respecting you too much as a boxer to do any more. I push you back onto the ropes. Allowing you to stand. Using my glove to blow you a kiss before I take a step back away from you. Turning around to give you a view of my tight ass as I saunter away to my corner...
Avid_Boxer_David: My body pinned to you, I feel your hard nipples raking over my chest, as your breasts pancake against me. I breathe hard and feel myself wobble a bit as you hold me there. You finally peel off as you look into my eyes and mine into yours. I feel my gaze weaken a bit knowing I took a pounding in the final minute and got caught with your left uppercut. As you steady me on the ropes you move to your corner. your trunks disappearing between your full rounded ass cheeks. I wince as I use the ropes to guide me to my corner. I sit on my stool and douse my head with water, washing the blood and sweat away as I lean back into the corner. The blood stains my white trunks as I take a deep breath and drink some water. I then towel off and use the cold press under my left eye. I feel the warm redness and see the slight puffing in my peripheral vision. I look across at you as I try to mask some of my pain and recover....
Vivian_Lee: Reaching my corner, I can't help but notice the damage of our battle so far. My body is doing slightly better, but blood is being spilled nonetheless. Your trunks stained red, tenting despite the beating you were enduring. Your nose a mess, your eyes starting to puff, I knew we had plenty of fight left as I wanted to make this last. Washing away your blood on my body as I towel off, I continue using a cold compress on my liver area to down the swelling. Your blood and mine mixing on my sports bra as it became soaked in our sweat. Looking across to you, I'm loving the expression on your face of contemplation and pain as you try to figure out a plan to deal with me. A devious idea came across my mind. Motioning to Kev to come over to my corner. I stand up as he goes behind me and unclips my sports bra. Allowing it to fall down in a grand reveal as my tits are unveiled. Watching your reaction as my bra falls and is taken ringside. Now we were both topless. Warriors of the ring, I throw a few jabs through the air as I stretch out my newfound freedom.
Avid_Boxer_David: I sit and feel my head clearing a bit though my eye still felt a bit red and my nose was still tricking blood though the flow stemmed a bit. I lean into my corner and suddenly see Kev head to Vivians corner and unclips her top taking it with him. Her bare breasts coated in sweat and speckled in blood not revealed as she threw a few jabs. her breasts shuddered with the movements. her nipples hard as rocks as i drink her in. The 10 second buzzer sounds and I push up to my feet. I pull my gloves up to guard now a bit more structured as I am ready for the bell. DING DING DING I move out to mid ring back up on my toes ready for round 4 as I move out to meet you.
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 3:00
Vivian_Lee: On his way out of the ring with my Bra, Kev makes the announcement that Lindsey and him have scored the bout 28-28 so far. The fight died even as we headed into the 4th. The 10 second buzzer sounding as I watch you push yourself up. I see your stance, a textbook guard. Taking up my own as I look to continue your punishment. The thought made me wetter by the moment. **DING**. Moving out to mid-ring, I can tell I still have a bit more pep in my step as you make your way there. I look to hit and run, as I'm doubting you can keep up with me. The cat and mouse game is proving difficult for you to keep up with. As we approach, I go low, swinging a right hook into your lower left rib. Looking to deal some more damage to you and lower that guard. Your face is just one punch away from becoming a bloody mess again. I tag you with the hook and back off. Looking to see what you are capable of this round. Choosing to dance around you as we circle. My right still cautiously protects my liver.
Vivian_Lee: R4 2:45
Avid_Boxer_David: I watch as you move out, your breasts swaying as you do. You move well and still seem to have a lot of gas in the tank and I am about half a tank. Your right, firing out from a distance, I take off my left arm without much fuss. I see you dart back as you try to draw me in. I am aware of your games thus far and do not bite on it this time more than happy to continue to calm my breathing. The last thing you want is for me to be fully recovered and I am more than happy to play the role. My eyes on yours as I watch you and take in your movements. " Lucky Viv, is that all you got, still haven't knocked me down, doesn't seem like your bulking up did enough to drop a true middleweight" I smirk as I look to start the mind games....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 2:30
Vivian_Lee: Hearing your taunt as my gloves don't do any real damage, ticks me off just a bit more. "Don't speak too soon, soon enough all that's going to be standing is what's in your shorts." My breasts sway as I approach you. Moving closer to within our ranges, I start jabbing at your guard. Looking to pepper you as my left flickers against you. Jabbing 3 times towards your face, looking to smash that nose, before gathering courage to take a left step in. Launching a right shovel hook to your abs as I look to burn more gas from your tank...
Vivian_Lee: R4 2:15
Avid_Boxer_David: I hide my smile as I hear you quip back. I see the flicker in your eye as I test the hard work I know you have put in. You step in and your left jab pops out as you look to get the blood flowing again. my gloves up and in, in a firm guard as your left glove paffs off my guard as i am happy to let you step into the trap. I am waiting on that right and as you chamber it I lower my right elbow but at the same time step into a hard left hook with my weight behind it aimed for your right eye. I block your left and then turn my hips into a right hook aimed for the bridge of your nose with your left still low and outstretched as I look to pound you and return the favor.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 2:00
Vivian_Lee: My jabs having done their job, my left returning to my head, ducking down into my shovel hook. Your left hook abruptly landed against my gloves as the force still blew me away. I still try to follow through with my plan, going for a shovel hook as I feel it blocked. I'm too late to look over and realize that your hook is flying towards my head. It landed on my nose as a fountain of blood flew out from it. Gasping, my head being blown back, I have to clinch you, doing my best to wrap my arms against you as I try to re steady my breathing. Trying to regain control. My chest rubbing against yours as my pussy grinds up against your cock a bit. A moan escaping my lips. as we hold each other...
Vivian_Lee: R4 1:45
Avid_Boxer_David: As I goaded you into coming at me, I curled a grin around my mouthguard. My right hook does the damage I had been looking for. For the first time you would feel my power unleashed and the damage was apparent. Your nose bursted blood on impact. My white glove stained red with your crimson. Your head snaps and your hair whips as you are rocked. You reach for the clinch, a sign of desperation after a shot like that. I feel you step in as your breasts press against me. though my left glove between us and before you can tighten your grasp i step back posting my left glove between your breasts keeping you just at range as i step back and fire off a straight right again aimed for the center of your face as you are stepping forward again looking to blast your nose. A second with my right for your left eye as I look to catch you with your gloves down coming in....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 1:30
Vivian_Lee: Fuck me, I knew it was a trap. Feeling that the clinch wasn't fully in yet, your white glove rested in between my gloves. Knowing that you wanted to use this to your advantage, I knew I had to act fast. Knowing that my legs were in far better condition than yours, the moment your glove left my chest, I attempted a step back. As fortune would have it, you also took a step back as you threw a right straight at my face. Your white glove enveloping my vision as it sailed, My step a moment too late as the force of the blow helps to send me back. Eliciting another spurt from my nose as I wince from your pain and a loud UNGH escapes my lips. Reopening my eyes I watch as you rechamber your right as it now begins its launch towards me, both luckily and unluckily, the power from your initial shot putting me just on the edge of your range as I staggered. My breathing is heavy as every breath feels like my whole body is breathing. Circling you as I move clockwise away from you. My arms on fire as I'm doing my best to keep my hands up and ready. My legs are getting rubbery as they spend the last of their magic to prevent me from going down. My breathing staggered as I'm doing my best to get it under control. My mind is racing to figure out how to deal with you.
Vivian_Lee: R4 1:15
Avid_Boxer_David: My left gloves between your bare breasts. I hold you at bay for just long enough to chamber my right and WHAM! it tags your nose again forcing blood to spatter on impact and snap your head back hard. you stagger just enough for my second to fall short. Your legs look a bit wobbly and you are on your bicycle. as you search for answers. I do not rush after you not wanting to rush into a mistake. Instead I cut the ring off as I step left and as I do, I send a probing left jab aimed for your face to gauge your reaction time and measure distance. I then send a very hard right hook aimed for the center of your body near your navel. I finish ripping a left uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin looking for it to barely brush between your firm breasts on its way there.....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 1:00
Vivian_Lee: My breathing calmed down, I wiped my nose as I had the space to. Re-steadied. I have a clear sightline for you. Staring at you definitely. Knowing you landed a great shot but I couldn't dwell on it. I still had a fight to win. You move to cut off the ring, a left bashing against my guard. No doubt trying to gauge me and see how much damage you've done, you weren't slick. I keep my guard tight. The pauses between your blows become longer as a right hook is ripped, aiming for my body, My elbows there to lessen the blow as your power moves through my body. Causing a gasp to escape my mouth as I'm already struggling to breath. Looking down as I see you charging a punch to end my night with your left. I understood I needed to move or be eaten alive here on the ropes. Steeling my nerves on another gamble for survival. Taking a quick step to my left, I looked to throw a right cross at your nose, looking to return the favor as blood continued dribbling down, now onto my breasts. Your uppercut intended for my chin instead slammed into my right breast as I cried out in pain. Leaving a red mark no doubt as I power through and continue my step. Looking to move away from you again, unsure how much more abuse I can take this round...
Vivian_Lee: R4 0:45
Avid_Boxer_David: My left glove pounded your guard. it was meant to. I wanted to see how you reacted. if your gloves were delayed in response. they held somewhat firm. I am measuring you looking for the opening. Your gloves drop as you block my right, but I feel my gloves forcing you back a bit as you are still feeling my power even as you block the punches. You dart left and your right tags my nose as you move faster than I could anticipate. you lulled me into a slower pace. my head snaps and my nose bleeds again. not like before but a steady flow. My uppercut hammers the underside of your right breast as you move and take it hard. I glance up at the clock and see little time left. I block your exit off the ropes and dig a left hook aimed for your bottom rib and then pump a straight right aimed for your nose and then a second for your left eye where the cut is on your brow as I see blood leak from it but looking to open it up a bit more. Breathing a bit harder as the round ticks down....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 0:30
Vivian_Lee: Feeling my right start the blood flow again brings a positive to an otherwise painful round for me. Blocking me from going for an escape, I realize that this is the moment for me to either live or die. Leaning myself back on the ropes as I look to take your best shots. Using the ropes to help me absorb some damage. My gloves close to my body like that of an infighter as I know I'll be needing to hold out until the timer ticks down. Digging a hook into my ribs again, my elbows can't save me as I grunt, the force pushing me further into the ropes. My gloves are still holding high, shielding my face from your onslaught as I feel a straight crash into gloves. Dropping my gloves slightly to peer over, just in time to spot a second right headed straight for my eye, slamming into my cut before I'm able to close the door with my guard. The cut breaks open a bit more and as my head rocks back. More blood started to flow down. Waiting for my moment to strike back, I can hear your breathing get heavier. Knowing it was my time to trade with you. Looking to push you further for your breath. My legs are planting as I use the ropes to push me forwards. Aiming a left straight at the bottom right side of your rib. Driving for your liver in a call back to the damage you had done to me earlier in the match. Following it up with a right uppercut to your chin. Using these punches to cover my escape from the ropes as I attempt to step my way to the right, away from you.
Vivian_Lee: R4 0:15
Avid_Boxer_David: I look to trap you on the ropes and finish the round strong and even drop you again as I work hard and look to open you up a bit. My left hook finds your body below your right elbow. A grunt escapes your lips as you try to hold your high guard. My shoulder muscles are cording as it drives hard into your raised guard. You block my punch but I also know you feel the impact. Your gloves lower slightly as you look to peer through them for an opening. My right already chambered as it slams into your left eye and opens the cut a bit more and blood streams down the side of your face as your cut widens. You lean back into the ropes and bend them behind you as you use them and let them propel you forward. your own left hook hammering my body. Just north of my liver your glove lands hard and flush on my ribs. your right uppercut follows just behind and my left glove deflecting it comes but still tagging my chin. Just enough to allow you off the ropes as you get back to the mid ring. I turn to face you and step out for you just as. DING DING DING the bell rings as I pause my advance and just glare at you taking a deep breath. Sweat is pouring off me as round 4 comes to a close. Both of us were bleeding and speckled with blood and covered in sweat. My cock straining against the fabric of my trunks as your breast is covered and dripping with sweat and dots of blood. mine and yours....
Avid_Boxer_David: R4 0:00
Vivian_Lee: The final push before the bell rings, I start going to work. Putting my head down and slamming into you as I fight to not drown in my own blood. Fighting my why off the ropes as I make my way to mid ring. Gripping my gloves tighter and ready to clash again when a **DING DING DING** rings out. Pausing as we mirror each other. both speckled and bleeding. Our breaths are both heavy as we stand there. Staring at each other. Your cock filling out your shorts nicely as the outline brings a smirk to my face. My own body is having a reaction as I can feel my pussy sticking to my panties. My nipples already had diamonds as they were coated in sweat and blood. A mixture of both mine and yours. You take in deep breaths. I can't help but crack a larger smile as I turn away from you. Making my way to the corner, I'm all business. Taking out my mouth guard to begin working to stem the bleeding on my nose and deal with the cut on my eye. Leaving a cold compress on my stomach, not bothering to press it in, just letting it rest on my body. While I wasn't worried too much about my eye, I knew it could become a problem if you kept throwing it. Wiping myself off with a towel, I start massaging my left tit a bit as it had eaten a big shot from you just moments ago. Knowing this could serve to distract you just a bit more and help me win the mental game. I watch you across the way, gauging your reaction...
Avid_Boxer_David: We glare at one another like two animals looking to devour the other. My chest and abs tighten as my gloves drop to my sides looking at the blood from your nose leaking more than ever and the gash above your left eye opens wider. your body showing red welts as we finally make our way to our corners. I sit and look across at you knowing it was a close round but thinking that Kev and Lindsey will send it my way. Knowing this is a razor close fight and we are heading into round 5. I look across at you as I take in some water, noticing you looking to clean yourself up but also massage and deal with some damage. I wipe down, clean up, the towel I am using round after round stained red and soaked with sweat. I use the cold press on my left cheek under my eye and then lean back to clear the way to fill my lungs over and over again as my breathing begins to calm. Before I know it the 10 second buzzer sounds and I am up on my feet. Pulling my gloves up in my same orthodox stance. DING DING DING!. I move out from my corner looking to own the middle of the ring. I wait for you there and see how you come out. Looking for any signs of fatigue or pain...
Published: 2025-04-26, viewed 77 times.
