Total Kombat League

Maureen: 5’5”, 180 lbs 38F 40yo topless in green panties sizing up the fabled Beckie across the ring

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: 5'4", 190lbs, 42DD, 47yo, ... the Busty Bruiser... Beckie Keegan

Maureen: DING 🛎️ Bump fists with The Bruiser in mid ring and dance out. Bob and we’ve around you, light on my toes watching your assets bounce and sway on your chest, eyes peeled and coiled to respond

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I smirk as I bump my fists with yours, pulling up my southpaw guard... you start dancing around, your big body bouncing and wobbling... I move more slowly but steadily, circling to my right, jabbing out with my right fist to find my range... "Come on bitch... let's see what ya got!" I snarl at you..

Maureen: Beckie snarls as though she’s intimidating a lesser fighter. I let her blow steam and slip under her testing right ploughing a swift left right to the thick guts. The fight is on!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You step in slipping under my testing right and swing a left into my big belly,... Ufff... I grunt as it wobbles from the impact, my big tits bouncing... Ufff... I grunt again as your right slams into my gut... two hard body shots, but now it's my turn... you went low and I fire a left hook into the right side of your head, then pull up a right uppercut into your chin... "Eat those bitch!" I snarl...

Maureen: mmmmm My nipples stiffen with delight as I stuff a pair of deep shots in your thick but very pliant gut. Bitch takes them in stride. A bicep 💪 forms and she counters with a left hook that swivels my head and a right uppercut that stands me upright, contorts my face and sends me stumbling back as I reset glaring and circling Beckie with caution.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My left hook catches the right side of your head and pings it violently to your left, and as your head sways back, my right uppercut to your chin sends your head upright and you stumble and stagger backwards. I let out a snort of approval and smirk as I admire my handiwork. But you are known as a tough bitch and you reset, glaring angrily at me, and start to cautiously circle me. You’re wise to be cautious as I eye you up and myself counter circle you, rolling my fists in front of me, looking for an opening. “Come on bitch… there’s more where that came from…” I taunt at you.

Maureen: The fight’s barely begun and we’ve inflicted enough damage on each other to know this is going the distance. Bitch tries to taunt me, but I’ve been around that block many a time and I let Busty Beckie blow off steam her big tits heaving for breath as she talks to me. Suddenly I bolt launching an overhand right upstairs. It’s only a feint and I pump a pair of wicked lefts down low to the babymaker looking to scramble eggs for breakfast or at least bust your bladder.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You don’t seem scared of my taunt… more fool you… and you rush in at me, flinging an overarm right at my head. I clasp my forearms and fists together and raise them to protect my head, but the head shot doesn’t come and instead you again drop down and slam a left into my lower body… Ufff… I grunt as my big belly shakes and my big tits wobble… Uffff… another left thumps my body hard… I exhale another grunt and then… hit back… dropping my guard from my head and swinging a quick right hook into the left side of your head, through the gap where your left was out of place and pivot to a straight left down the middle at the centre of your face, leaning my hefty 190lbs into it, big tits and big belly swaying wildly and my big ass wobbling…

Maureen: I work the body hard, with zeal. Becky may well be my sturdiest opponent in a good while. She bites on my feint, and I score big with a pair of sizzling lefts low into her guts and womb that certainly take their toll as she exhales her breath my bare fists indent the guts to the wrists and her big pride-and-joys bounce significantly from the impacts. But she takes punishment like the best of them. In the nick of time I weave my head out of the way of her swift right hook but she catches me clean with a straight left that rocks me hard as my head snaps, sweat flies, and I stumble back in disarray intuitively looking for a safe angle and distance as I reset vs the formidable Ms Keegan

Anastasia_the_brawler: GO BECKIE!!!! YOU CAN DO IT

Linda216: Sitting at ringside watching the action. "Go on Maureen! Break her!"

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You're plan is clear... working my voluptuous body... planning to cut off my wind and slow me down... but I have a big belly and I can take some punishment, not forever, but when you drop lower for the body shots you leave your head open and I can target it... I launch my counterattack... you sway out of the way of the right but the left lands hard... really hard... sweat flies off your head as it recoils, you stumble in momentary disarray... and I instinctively follow you, hunting a wounded animal... now it's my turn to go for the body, a shovelling left hook into your own big belly, followed by an overarm right aimed for where your jaw will be if you double over... my plan is simple too... put your big voluptuous body down on the canvas before you can gut punch me into surrender...

Linda216: "Hands up Maureen! Don't let her bully you around!" I scream as I stand up with my fists clenched, teeth bared as I watch with wide eyes the action taking place.

Maureen: I’m wounded alright but so are you as your reddened midsection belies. Yes, you rock me back hard and prudence demands caution but you shift zone of attack going low for the guts with a shovel left hook that brings up bitter fragments of my last meal to the mouth 👄 as my head drops and your overhand right wedges my face to your massive sweat-drenched tits. My lips 👄 lock around your fully erect right nipple clenching it with my teeth 🦷 before I pull back threading a sizzling left between your trophies to the totally open tip of your chin

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I land my left into your belly and my right onto the side of your head, clearly rocking you hard, you're desperate and do the female equivalent of a Mike Tyson, lunging into my impressive 42DD tits and... biting one of them... ARRRRRGHHH!!!... I scream in pain and shock and pull back, my hands going to clasp my breast in shock and pain... leaving me open to a left uppercut... that slams into my chin... UFFF... my head rocks violently upwards and I stumble backwards... I pull my forearms and fists up in front of my face, my elbows covering my tits for protection...

Anastasia_the_brawler: Come on Beckie fight back!!!

Roxybalboa1: Yay get stuck in to each other!

Maureen: Ah Beckie, if I inflict pain in your assets and leave them unattended, I’m just a tease and not a fighter. You should know full well who you’re facing. Your nip and breast are hurting, and your brain is well muddled from the uppercut. Your instincts are sound except your guard is too high for your intentions and your forearms leave the very tender undersides of your big puppies exposed as I approach with a vengeance hoisting 🚀 from the shoulder a massive left-right uppercut combination to the base of your juggs yearning to see them crashing into your pretty face mmmmmm

Roxybalboa1: Rawwww get her!

Linda216: "That's it Maureen, knock her tits off!"

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My guard is tight, but you move in to try and break it... URGGGGGG... I grunt in pain as your left uppercut slams into the base of my right tit, driving it up into my guard... URRRGGG... I grunt again as you fire a right uppercut into my left tit... What a bitch!... I am in serious pain; I let out a growl... GRRRRR.... and open my forearms and ram my forehead forward at the middle of your face with a vicious headbutt...

Maureen: Ah, now we’re talkin’! I inflict serious pain into your big girls and you respond … with a headbutt! Sure it knocks me until the ropes are at my back and you approach with stealth, the throbbing pain in the juggs notwithstanding. As you come within striking distance I pull you into a tight slick airtight clinch, our assets crushed hard nipples duelling fiercely as I wedge my right thigh between your spread legs 🦵 and pelt the mushroomed sides of your tatas savagely, my ragged breath in your ear

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My headbutt sends you stumbling back into the ropes and as I follow you, you lunge forward clinching onto me, dropping your head onto my shoulder... "Urrr... urr... geroff me bitch!" I snarl at you and you pull your arms away fromn the cliinch and start to work the sides of my tits... Ufff... Uff... I grunt as your fists dig into my breasts... "Bitch!" I snarl again and bring my hands up onto your shoudlers to push you off and give me room to swing at you. A short-left hook at the right side of your head, a short right hook at you left tit and then a short-left hook into your right tit... my own, voluptuous, body, tits and belly, swaying back and forth as I work the hooks into you...

Maureen: Beckie couldn’t take my breast assault, but she errs thinking I cannot sustain the punishment to my battle tested mammaries. Sure they’re pained (badly) from your hooks and my cunt does spasm brazenly from the stark impacts but … I refuse to retreat. To the contrary I engage you frontally, leaning into you — forehead to forehead — an implicit challenge to titbox as I work my counter combo aiming for your fully inflamed nipples … tit to tit and toe to toe with the big brawler

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My blows smack into the flesh of your breasts, squashing and bruising them, but you don't even wince, instead you lean forward again, pushing into me, forehead to forehead, your breasts squashing into my 42DD chest... I push back, the muscles in my thick thighs bulging as I try to force you back onto the ropes, while at the same time hooking a left up into the side of your right breast, a right up into the side of your left breasts, grunting as I push and throw the punches...

Maureen: A battle of the fittest as our mammaries start bruising at the sides and we continue to plough relentless abuse to our big bullies. You last combo wilts me into you; head flung over your shoulder drooling 🤤 down your smooth strong back before i pull back and hoist 🚀 a nasty left-right uppercut combo to your bigger milk 🥛 sacs looking to send them crashing — painfully — to your face

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: We push into each other, your head resting on my shoulder, as we exchange blows into the sides of our breasts, annoying, bruising blows, but nothing too big because we can get a swing at each other... then you suddenly pull back to get some room and fire a left-right uppercut combo into my right and left tits... Arrrghh... I let out a squeal as you lay into my tits, bouncing them upwards, squashing them and bruising them... I wince in pain, red faced as well as my breasts now red and bruised... In order to make room for yourself you stepped back, and got close to the ropes... seething in anger and pain from your breast shots I look to knock you back onto the ropes, where I can work you over, head and body,... I swing a shovelling left hook at the middle of your big belly and then a right uppercut at your chin, looking to knock you back onto the ropes...

Maureen: I assault Beckie’s trophies now red swollen and bruised. An impressive bicep 💪 forms on your thick arm and your shovelling left hook to my very tender guts feels like forced sex a thick cock penetrating my pussy deep. My cunt spasms as your right straightens me like a flagpole distorting my features bouncing me off the ropes and down to my knees before you, bowed head pressed to your soaked trunks, the scent of your intimate musk flaring my nostrils 👃 as the fateful count begins: 1 … 2 … 3 … 4 …

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Got ya!... My left hook drills into your belly doubling you over and my right uppercut sends you backpedalling into the ropes, tits and arms flailing and you arch back over the ropes, before being propelled back into the ring, collapsing onto your knees in front of me, resting your head on my lower belly... I push you off me down onto the canvas and turn around with my arms and fists raised in the air, showing off my voluptuous body, my bruised 42DD tits, my battered belly and face and start to parade around the ring showing off as the referee counts... 1... 2... 3... 4... I turn again to face you and see if you're going to, or are capable of, getting up... 5... 6... 7...

Maureen: I look at The Busty Bruiser parade around the ring flaunting her bigger bruised mammaries and flexing her guns …. My pride swells and I scramble to my feet barely beating the count and (foolishly?) signalling my willingness to resume hostilities as I find my distance and reset glaring at the fabled fighter

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I turn around, I see that you are getting to your feet and the grin on my face dissolves into a sneer. The ref. asks you if you want to continue and you hold up your two fists and nod. I let out a sigh and roll my shoulders, then stretch my shoulders back, showing off my breasts, before I walk over to face off in front of you, my fists up in my southpaw guard, my head ducked down behind my fists, my forearms in front of my breasts for protection... "FIGHT ON!!" the referee calls...

Maureen: Have no idea why you’d want to flaunt your bigger breasts bruised swollen mottled with red welts where my punches have tattooed a story on your attributes but … so be it. You come at me all covered up, of course, yet leaving the base of your big puppies unguarded and, well, I don’t miss a cue looking to punish your mammaries as I launch 🚀 from the shoulder a brutal left-right uppercut combo to the very tender underside of your milk 🥛 sacs hissing: “Suck it up Beck!”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Having just been knocked down you are eager to show aggression, hoping to “even the score”, and you fire in a left-right combination just under my guard at the base of my breasts… Uggg… Uggg… I let out two deep grunts as your blows smack into my flesh, rippling my body flesh and wobbling my breasts… but my guard holds and I retaliate with a left hook over your lowered guard into your right eye socket and then a shovelling right uppercut into your left tit. Then energized by my having knocked you down, and wanting to assert my dominance, I break my guard and fire a shovelling left uppercut at your right tit and an overarm right at your left eye socket… grunting and puffing as I up the pace, sweat spraying off my hefty, voluptuous, body as my big tits, belly and ass sway wildly with the onslaught…

Maureen: Nobody’s going down easy here; that much is evident. Beckie is 7 yrs older some 10 lbs heavier her assets are bigger certainly battle-tested. I haven’t pummelled another woman in her mammaries as sternly as I’m working Beckie’s massive melons. The more I hurt her there — intimately and intense — the more she takes it out on my less padded big girls. She counters my brutal uppercut combo to the tender underside of her mammaries with savage strikes on my girls that dampen my pussy buckle my legs and drop my guard making me wobble before you send two blows to my eye 👁️ sockets sure to produce black eyes. I pull you into a desperate clinch, your thicker body and bruised breasts engulfing mine fully, my thigh wedged to your snatch and my ragged breath in the older fighter’s ear 👂

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: You’re in big trouble, I put you down and now, I’ve upped the pace of the fight, launching a barrage of blows, into your breasts and eyes, looking not just to inflict pain with the breast shots but to swell up your eye sockets that will leave you effectively defenceless. Your legs are buckling and you’re desperate for some relief from my onslaught, you throw yourself into a tight clinch onto my big body, squeezing our big breasts together, clasping my body tightly, your head locked beside mine. I can hear you desperate panting and gasping for air. But my experience and instinct tell me not to give you any mercy, this is an old school fight to the finish, and the loser will be carried out of the ring, and I am determined that isn’t going to be me.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Working inside the clinch I ram my right fist into your side, just below your left breast, and then loop my left fist up at the right side of your head, carefully aiming my thumb at your eye socket, looking to brutally poke you in the eye and increase the swelling around your eye. Then I repeat the process again, right into your side just below the breast and left into your right eye, and then a third time, looking to really work you over in the clinch.

Maureen: Fortunately, your punches (and eye 👁️ poking tactics) aren’t as effective at close range. I slide my fists between us, cup your milk sacs and … shove you back dismissively as I slide my way to safety watching you stumble back, big, bruised tits bouncing

Mixtko8910: Great bout..! Go Mo!!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I start to try and work within the clinch, you realise it is not such a great place to be and quickly release your grip on me, pushing your hands up between us, onto my big breasts, and shove us apart. I stumble back a few steps, my tits bouncing and shaking as I stumble. After a moment I regain my balance and reform my southpaw guard and stance, again my fists up protecting my face, my forearms and elbows covering my big breasts, my head ducked down behind my fists. As I peek through my guard I like what I see, you’re looking like you’ve taken a battering, which you have, your eyes are darkened and start to swell up, although you have given my tits a beating, yours have not escaped either, they are bruised and covered in welts. I smile, approving of my work so far, and start to move in a circle around you, looking for an opening where I can continue my beating on you…

Maureen: Bitch is preening like a peacock dancing all around, her massive milk sacs bruised and bouncing …. However it’s my girls that draw her attention and — as she approaches with unusual caution — her eyes are fixed on my pride-and-joys. That’s when I start to lift the left from the hip as if attempting an uppercut. No such move as my overhand right drops on top of Beckie’s huge left melon like a jackhammer

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: As I circle you, you start to close on me, you've clearly got some fight left in you and you're wanting to hit back at me. You move in, lifting your left fist from your hip... I hold my guard, you've tried this before, feinting with one fist as you then pivot to the other fist... and you're doing it again, I see you checking your left and your body pivoting, switching to your right fist... I twist my body to my left as I see your overarm right coming in, pulling my forearm guard tight in front of my chest... Ufff... I grunt as your overarm right smacks into my forearms, forcing them back into my bruised left breast, painfully squashing it... But now I can counter as you pull your right back to reset your guard, pivoting my body back from my left I loop a left hook in under your retreating right arm at the bruised flesh just below your battered right breast... pausing for a moment to let you double forward from the body blow I then pivot to a right hook aimed at your swelling left eye socket... my big, bruised, breasts and belly swaying wildly as I pivot from left to right... No question you're tough, you've taken a beating and are still fighting, but I am the alpha-bitch in this fight, and I am determined to prove it by battering you down and out...

Maureen: Beckie is both relentless and vicious. I still manage to inflict further damage on her wounded left melon though clearly not as much as I intended. You counter hooking your left just below my right honey causing it to bounce and swing with the nearby impact. But I don’t double forward. Instead, I pull back making your right hook to my left eye socket fan empty before me. Instinctively I know what you’re aiming at and I counter in kind: Driving a pair of swift stiff rights to your suddenly unguarded left eye socket. If somebody’s eye 👁️ is gonna close I intend it to be Beckie’s.

Mixtko8910: Poke that eye Mo…! Close it and land right hands all day long!!!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My left hook smacks into your flesh just below you right breast, your tit and whole-body shake. Confident you're running out of gas I swing my right hook at your left eye, only to be shocked when you sway out of the way. Before I can regain my balance or my sense of surprise at you're having evaded the hook, you fire back at me, a swift right into my left eye... Ufff... my head jolts back from the impact, my big body follows a moment later as I stumble backwards... my head lolls back upright only to be hit again by another right... Ufff... again I stumble and wobble on my legs, my arms flailing... I've been hurt and I am dazed and stunned, my instinct is to hit back, but I'm too dazed to have a plan... I loose off a left hook at the right side of your head... big haymaker, my big body, tits and belly, wobbles wildly as I swing...

Maureen: I finally clock Beckie hard and she wobbles before me like a beached whale. Gonna close that left eye 👁️ make sure it’s black when they take her to the infirmary. You can tell she’s gassed when she telegraphs a wild haymaker to my dome allowing me plenty of time to dip and plough a swift left-right-left-right to the thick and very tender paunch of the underbelly aka the womb looking to scramble eggs and crush bladder, underscoring the barrage with a sizzling left uppercut aiming to catch both massive bouncing breasts with a single brutal punch: “You’re going down Big B!”

Mixtko8910: Dig in Mo! Get her!!!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My big left hook haymaker swishes slowly through the air and over your head as you duck down underneath it. The momentum of my big body, tits, belly and ass, leaning behind the blow causes me to carry on with the motion, stumbling to my right, my head and tits sagging down. I am dazed and as I start to straighten back upright you take your opportunity… URRRFFF…. I exhale a loud grunt of air as your left slams up into my big belly, my cheeks blow out and my eyes bulge… URFFFF… I grunt again as you plough a right into the belly… URRGGG… the grunt now is of pain as your left ploughs into my belly again… URRRGGG… more pain as the right again ploughs into my belly… I am being completely gutted, my face contorts in a grimace of pain and my arms drop down and clasp around my belly… leaving my head and tits completely open… URRRFFFFF… my big 42DD tits fly up and my head jolts upwards and backwards as your left uppercut crashes through my big tits and smacks into my chin…

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: … a spray of sweat flies off my body, tits and head as I fall backwards…. landing with a… THUDDDD… on my back on the canvas, the ring itself shakes as I land, and my big tits and belly wobble and shake from the aftershock of my landing… The referee quickly gets in front of you… “Back off Maureen… she’s down…” I lay on my back, my arms and hands clutching my painful belly, my head rolling from side to side, my right eye blinking, my left eye socket now nearly swollen closed… The referee turns and starts to count… 1.... 2…. 3…

Mixtko8910: Damn what a punch!!

Maureen: “C’mon Beckie! Back up your big mouth, your big ass and … your big, bruised tits. Make my day. Get the fuck up I can beat you down again.’” …. 4 … 5 … 6 … 7 …

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Shit!... That uppercut really rocked my clock, knocking my senses for six, I couldn’t stay on my feet and came crashing down onto the canvas hard on my back, tits and belly up. My belly is hurting bad from your rapid left-right-left-right battering, and my senses are spinning from the follow-up uppercut that put me down, my left eye is swelling up and closing. The fight turned around quickly and I am now in a bad way, and you’re totally gloating at the turnaround, standing over me and taunting me mercilessly… “C’mon Beckie! Back up your big mouth, your big ass and … your big, bruised tits. Make my day. Get the fuck up I can beat you down again.” I can hear the referee counting me… 4… 5… I am hurt, but I am a tough bitch, The Big-Titted Bitch, and I am not done yet… it’s a struggle, but I roll over to my side and onto my hands and knees… 6… 7… and then push up off the canvas onto my legs… 8… I am up on my feet…

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: My legs are wobbling and shaking, but I am on my feet… the referee comes over… “You okay to carry on Beckie?”… I may be wobbling, sweat dripping off my voluptuous body, puffing and gasping for air, my big chest heaving up and down, my face is bruised, my left eye swollen close, my belly covered in red welts, but I gasp a “YES!” and spit a wad of blood and saliva out of my mouth onto the canvas… “Fists up Beckie!” the referee instructs and I raise my, now loose, southpaw guard in front of my head and chest… “FIGHT ON!” the referee yells and I immediately step backwards, a stumbling gait, and circle to my right…

Maureen: You’re barely on your feet and the task at hand is to put you down — again — and to stay down. Your hard nips beckon and I pile the abuse drilling them stiffly with a left-right and underscoring the flurry with a blistering right hook to the jaw. “Your ass is grass Beckie!”

Chao_Fah_Ooy: Work those big tits Maureen

Mixtko8910: Careful Mo, she’s a wounded animal! She’s still dangerous…!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: When the referee calls “FIGHT ON!” I immediately step backwards, but you’re enthused by your knockdown of me, eager to get at me, and you rush forward, faster than I retreat… ARRRGH… I squeal as your left drills into my already bruised right breast, squashing it with the blow… ARRRGGH… I scream again as your right squashes my big left breast, my face grimacing with the pain… UFFFFFF… I grunt as your right hook smacks into my jaw and sends my head rocking violently backwards, sweat spraying off as it rocks backwards… I stumble back a couple of steps, but don’t fall… I am clearly hurt and teetering, but I give my head a shake and lunge back at you… attack is the best form of defence and since I am too dazed to defend, I attack… a shovelling left uppercut at a target so big I can’t miss it… your belly… a right hook at the left side of your head… I may be in big trouble, but I ain’t beaten yet…

Maureen: In years to come this will surely be known as The Battle of the Dominants, two big bruisers half-naked boxing 🥊 on fumes … both refusing to go down. I’ve worked your bigger milkers black & blue and come damned close to breaking your fucking jaw but there you are - beyond belief — still letting me have it: your bicep 💪 swells noticeably and you shovel a cruel left to the gut — cuff deep! — bringing up bitter bits of my last meal into my mouth 👄 Before I can respond a right hook detonates on my head sending me reeling until the ropes catch my back and … I swear I see not one but two of you approaching as my 38Fs heave for breath

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: This was always going to be a fight to the finish, two heavyweight bruisers slugging it out, the only question now is which one of us can take the brutal punishment longer than the other. My body is battered and bruised, my left eye swollen shut, my senses dazed, but I am a veteran prize fighter and I ain’t gonna quit until one of us is beaten so badly she can’t get up. You put me down and hurt me badly, now I’ve turned the fight again, my shovelling left uppercut dug deep into your fat belly, almost cutting you in half, the pain etched on your face, until my right hook almost knocked your head off your shoulders. Your senses completely scrambled you stumbled backwards onto the ropes, hanging there on the ropes, your impressive 38F breasts, covered in welts, heaving up and down as you gasp and puff for breath, sweat running off your battered and bruised body, your face bruised and both your eye sockets darkened from my earlier punches.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I don’t need a second invitation, I stumble after you, a tired lumbering gait of someone clearly in pain, and plant myself in front of you. A left hook at the right side of your head, my battered tits swaying wildly with the blow, sweat spraying off my head and body as I swing. I pivot, albeit slowly, to a right hook into your left breast, then twist and fire a shovelling left into your belly, the speed of my punching slowing down as I am clearly gassing and tiring from this exhausting match.

Maureen: Beckie shows both her boxing prowess and her stamina. Her left eye swollen shut, bitch is fighting one-eyed and staggering from the abuse she’s taken from me. Notwithstanding she has more to give. I dodge the left hook upstairs weaving to the side but her right hook to my left breast is devastating: my pussy quivers with a punch that flattens my pride-and-joy. As my guard drops you shovel a piercing left to the guts that wedges my head in your bigger milkers. The taste 👅 of your sweat on my lips 👄 as I plough a continuous flurry of penetrating lefts rights lefts rights to the downward slope of your thick and very tender underbelly

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Puffing, gasping and sweating profusely, I stumble after you. I fire off my big left haymaker, my body swaying as I swing, but you weave and my left swishes past, the momentum of my body making me droop to my right. But you’re slowing down just as much as me and I have time to pivot my big body, and you haven’t reformed your guard, as I sway my body back upright, I can slam a right hook into your left tit. Your whole-body quivers from the pain, the expression on your face showing how much it hurt. And with you stopped in your tracks I pivot again and loose off a shovelling left hook into your already battered and bruised belly. Again, the expression on your face says it all, pain and pain again. You double forward, your head falling onto my battered and bruised 42DD tits and my head drops over your left shoulder. For a moment we pause, panting and puffing, trying to get some recovery.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: Then you start to work inside, short left into my belly… Uggg… I grunt in pain, it’s not much of a punch, but my belly is now so bruised it hurts…. Uggg… a right into my belly… UGGG… UGGG… another left and then another right… the rest of us leaning on each other is good but I ain’t gonna put up with this working my belly… I pull my head off your shoulder and put my hands on your shoulders so I can push you back a couple of steps, and then loose off a left cross at your right eye socket and then a right cross at your left eye socket… I blackened your eyes earlier, now I am looking to close them up…

Maureen: Beckie is vicious and brutal, but I still have a couple of gallons left in my tank so that … as she shoves me back to aim a cross combo to my eyes, I have ample time to weave to one side and the other foiling the effort. I know the pain in your big melons 🍈 must be excruciating. I do not hesitate to hammer the nips fiercely especially now that they’re rock hard and crowned with goosebumps. I couple the combo to your wounded pair with another — deep and low — to the babymaker putting the weight of my shoulder behind a flurry designed to scramble eggs and bust the bladder.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I push you off and make some space between us so that I can launch my left cross at your right eye, but making the space also gives you room to weave your head to your right and the cross misses. I swing my right but your head sways rapidly to your left and I miss again. The fight may have been long and exhausting, but your boxing skills have not deserted you, not your determination to work my voluptuous body. You move in and fire a left into my right tit squashing it… ARRRGHH… I scream in pain… a right into my left tit…. ARRRGHH… my face contorted in a grimace of agony… URFFFF… I let out a big grunt as your left slams into my battered belly… my legs start wobbling… URGGGGG… another loud grunt as your right hits my belly hard… I stumble backwards and my upper body folds forwards, my legs can’t hold me up and I drop down backwards onto my fat ass on the canvas in a sitting position, my arms clutching around my tits and belly…

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: The ref moves in between us… “Back off Maureen… she’s down!” they yell and then turn to start counting over me as I sit there clutching my body and grimacing in pain… 1… 2…

Mixtko8910: Damn Mo! Looks like you really got her!!!

Maureen: The ref virtually shoves me back to a neutral corner and I protest growling at Beckie: “You’re done Bitch! Get on your feet again and you’ll be on your way to the emergency clinic in no time!” 3 … 4 … 5 … 6 …

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: The referee shoves you backwards to a corner of the ring while you yell threats at me. As the referee returns to issue the count I take a deep breath and roll over to my side off my ass and onto my hands and knees… 3… 4… my head is hanging down and my tits and belly drooping, sweat running off my battered and bruised body, but I start to slowly push up to my feet… 5… 6… and I am on my feet again, wobbling and swaying on my legs, my fists up in a loose guard… the referee looks at me… “Fists up Beckie!”… and I raise my guard a little higher in response… “Okay… FIGHT ON!!” yells the referee…

Mixtko8910: Hot damn!!! Go get her Maureen!!!

Maureen: Bitch can’t even put up her dukes. I’m gonna put her out of her misery. I waste no time with a frontal approach and — as I close inside, I let my overhand fly … to nowhere — it’s a feint and I come across with a blistering left hook to the jaw putting the fear of God in you behind a deep penetrating straight right low into your panty line.

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I’m on my feet again, wobbling and swaying on my legs, I look like I am in trouble because, I am in trouble… and you move in quickly to try and take advantage… an overarm right… I raise my fists and duck my head… but nothing happens, then as I lower my fists to see over them… UFFFFF!!... your left hook smacks into my jaw, twisting my head violently to my left, blood and saliva spitting out of my mouth, sweat spraying off my head as I stumble to my left…. URRRRRGGG!!... I let out a loud grunt of pain as your right slams into my badly bruised lower belly… I drop my guard to clutch my belly and continue to stumble to my left… my legs giving way and I fall down onto my knees by the ropes my arms clutching my belly, my head drooping down… Again the ref. moves in quickly… “Back off Maureen… SHE’S DOWN…”

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: The ref. shoves you back and then turns to me where I am down on my knees, moaning and whimpering in pain… 1… 2… 3… I unwrap one arm and reach out to the nearby middle rope and grab it… 4… 5… I pull on the middle rope and swing my other arm up to grab the top rope… 6… 7… I haul my battered, hefty, voluptuous, 190lbs frame up off the canvas and push my arms over the top rope to hang there on the ropes, my head and arms drooping over the top rope, my tits and belly sagging down, my legs buckled… 8… the ref looks at me… “You gonna continue Beckie?”… Gasping and choking on blood and saliva I pant back… “Yes!” to which the referee replies… “Then get off the ropes!”… I push on the top rope with my right hand and roll my thick body around, so that I lean backwards on the ropes, my fat ass sitting on the middle rope… Gasping and panting, sweat running off my body, my big 42DD tits covered in purple bruises, my fat belly a mess of welts, my left eye swollen shut and the rest of my face covered in bruises…

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: The referee raises their arm as though they will continue counting but before they can I push myself off the ropes and wobble forward on my shaky legs, raising my fists in a guard… “FIGHT ON!!” the referee yells…

Mixtko8910: Impressive Beckie!! Getting back up after a clock cleaner like that!!!

Maureen: My pussy tingles with delight as Beckie comes back for more. Also, with respect and admiration considering … I’ve taken as much abuse from her as she has from me. My 38F milkers are BIG but easily dwarfed by Beckie’s massive 42DDs “covered in purple bruises” so … I come at her like a freight train ploughing my right into her sore left orb and colliding into her as I punch arms wrapped tight around her … asking myself a very pertinent question: Is this a defensive clinch or a very awkward embrace?

Mixtko8910: That’s it Maureen, take it to her, she is toast…!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: I am back on my feet, just, wobbling and swaying, my fists up in a loose guard. You come steaming in and I do my best to brace my legs; my simple aim is not to be knocked down again in such quick succession… UGGGG… I squeal in pain as you slam your right into my badly bruised left tit… but I stay on my feet and, to my surprise, you lunge into a clinch, clasping onto my hefty, voluptuous body. I have no hesitation in mirroring the clinch, tightly grabbing hold of your hefty body so that you can’t let go and make room to hit me again. In light of the pounding I have taken recently and my 3 successive trips down to the canvas, a break in the fight is greatly to my advantage. I am surprised that you clinched on, but you must be more tired than your recent dominance in the fight has suggested. After what seems like an eternity of rest time to me, but was probably only 5 seconds, the referee decides to break us up, stepping in and forcing their hands between us, pushing us apart… “BREAK!... BREAK!...” the ref yells as they push us both back. A space appears between us and I take my chance… what could be my last chance, given the condition I am in, before you can reform your guard. I launch my battered and bruised body forward, hurling my left fist into your face, summoning my last reserves of energy to pivot my big body and swing my right fist into your face, twisting back to send a shovelling left uppercut at your belly, then a final twist to a right uppercut at your chin… my big, bruised, tits swaying wildly, my battered belly swinging from side to side, sweat flying off my body… as I make my play for a comeback…

Maureen: Never give a sucker an even break. Well, Beckie’s no sucker, for sure. And i gave her no break. when we clinched moments ago it was a grudging admission of our battered condition. But I was still swooning from that stark pressure of your massive, bruised milkers on my smaller pair when the ref peeled us apart: You responded first and — at this time — it was all that mattered, I wove around your first combination. But a bicep 💪 formed on your thick arm and I almost barfed as you stuffed a shovelling left — cuff deep!!! — into my thick gut folding me at the waist. Then another dreadful bicep 💪 forms on your other arm and a mighty right rockets 🚀 to my lowered chin standing me upright contorting my face like gargoyle lifting me off my fucking toes and hurling me thru the middle ropes clean out of the ring and onto the apron … out cold

Mixtko8910: Damn!!! What a punch! She almost landed in my lap!!

Busty_Beckie_Keegan: It isn't just about who can dish out the punishment it's also about who can take it and keep going... I can take it, I was knocked down 3 times and got up 3 times, battered and bruised I kept going... and when I got a chance, got some space, I showed I can keep going... tired and exhausted, my first two shots missed as you desperately swayed out of the way, but I have a lot of power and my third shot was aimed at a target I couldn't miss... your big belly... and I totally gutted you, doubling you over, sending your chin straight into the path of my uppercut... the sickening sound of my fist cracking onto your jaw and sending your head shooting upwards, your big body arching over backwards, your arms and big 38F's flailing up from the impact... you stumbled back like a drunk and feel through the ropes out of the ring... landing on your back, arms and legs spreadeagled, your 38F's sagging down at your sides... your belly gently pumping, your head slumped to the side... The referee starts to count... 1... 2... 3... 4... Exhausted, I sway on my shaking legs, watching proceedings through my right eye, my left swollen shut, my sweaty body covered in welts and bruises... I stumble over to the ropes and yell at you... "You ain't nuffin' bitch!... You're just a dumb slag!... I'm the ALPHA-BITCH... THE BIG TITTED BITCH!" I squeal at you...

Linda216: Stepping into the ring to check on Maureen, I wave the fight off as she is out cold. Stunned by the damage both these powerful fighters dealt to each other and yet they kept going. I grab the first aid kit. Giving Maureen smelling salts to bring her around to reality. Placing an ice pack on her tits as they look to be swollen. Before I head over to Beckie. Raising her right arm as I announce "your winner! The busty queen of the ring Beckie Keegan!" Nodding to her to show my respect before I hand her an ice pack to place on herself.

Published: 2026-04-01, viewed 67 times.