Womens Bar

Erica_Pierce: I make my way through the crowded bar, trying to push my way through so I can order another drink. Some tiny blonde is in my way, and I give a a firm bump with my hip, "Oh sorry, didn't see you there hun, why don't you take a seat if you're just going to be in everyone's way?"

Harriet: “You talking to me???” (in my best De Niro impression). “Better watch where you’re going unless you wanna trade that floozie makeup for a black eye.” I turn to @Kittygirl: “Who’s letting the riffraff into the Bar Ring?”

Erica_Pierce: "Aww, looking for a bouncer to help you already? Maybe you should try backing up that big mouth of yours with some action. You want to get in that ring or what, bitch?" I give you another little shove and put my hands on my hips waiting for you to step up or back down.

Harriet: “Oh, floozie wants a fight, so be it! Peel off my top revealing my compact, shapely, firm all-natural 34Bs and strip down to my black silk French-cut thong, pick a pair of vintage brown 8 ouncers from the rack and climb in the ring. I’m 5’3”, 114 lbs 23 yo. “Ready when you are, sweetie!”

Erica_Pierce: "Perfect, it was getting too quiet in here anyway. Wouldn't mind letting some steam off and knocking a pretty little blonde around the ring until she screams..." I wiggle out of my dress, down to a black-and-red thong. Scanning the equipment wall, I pick out a pair of 8-ounce red gloves for myself. I slip into the ring and pound my gloves together, waiting for someone to ring the bell.

Erica_Pierce: (( 🔔 ))

Harriet: We bump gloves collegially in mid ring and the cruel dance 💃 begins as we stalk one another. Bitch is about my age but 2” taller with a reach and weight advantage of 11 lbs. Choosing to keep my distance I bob and weave around the floozie at a safe distance watching her assets bounce and sway on her chest, eyes peeled and coiled to respond

Goddess_Faith: Dunno enough about Erica yet, so cheering on Harriet.

FitOfficerWife: Dunno either, but I hear Faith select backing Harriet, so I go pull up a stool in Erica's corner

Erica_Pierce: I bounce lightly on my toes, keeping my distance and keeping my guard up at first. You seem a bit hesistant to start, and maybe its the three (or was it four?) drinks I've already had, but I want to bring the fight to you. I fire off two quick left jabs at your face to measure the distance, then swiftly follow it up with a powerful right aimed low at your belly.

Goddess_Faith: Ohhh dear, I'm so deeply offended, I might cr...no..nope, wait...IDGAF :-P enjoy it how you wish

FitOfficerWife: Not trying to offend, just backing the lonely girl

Michelle_Pantero: *watches the bantam weights go at it*

Erica_Pierce: *gives a quick wink to all my new fans*

Harriet: Yes, clearly Erica and I are buzzed but far from drunk, just enough alcohol to loosen our inhibitions and put on a show. I watch you uncork the lefts and pull back fast enough so that they basically powder my nose 👃 Not as fortunate with her massive right uffffffffffffffffff that burrows deep into the gut folding me at the waist (revelation: floozie can punch!) and my head drops lips 👄 grazing Erica’s nipples as I exhale on her pair ventilating the assets and threading a short swift left to the suddenly open tip of her chin. As they say, the fight is on!

FitOfficerWife: @erica- don't lean in on the body shots. Change levels by bending your knees and explode into the punch.

Goddess_Faith: OY! Training is done before a match, not during :-P

FitOfficerWife: Not training... reminding 😀

Erica_Pierce: "Mmmpphh!" I grunt as my head is snapped back, and I stumble back a couple of steps from the shot. I give my head a quick shake to get my vision straight again, and now I know that even if this bitch is small she's a mean counter-puncher. Getting back into it, I bounce forward searching for an opening, then throwing another hard right at your belly. But it's a feint and instead, I try to go high with a hooking left punch into your tits!

Harriet: I clock the floozie clean and the sheer delight travels all the way down to my dampening kitty. Far from discouraged Erica barrels forward and my guard drops as I catch her going south. But it’s a damned feint and her vicious left explodes at the side of my small right huney sending it crashing painfully into its twin. My nipples stiffen severely as I take note leaning — forehead to forehead — with the floozie, taking up her titbox challenge as I hammer a swift left-right-left-right into her globes

FitOfficerWife: Even I have to grimace as Harriet uses Erica's globes as speed bags

Kittygirl: 😳 omg im glad i did not fight harriet

Erica_Pierce: I gasp in pain as my breasts are flattened painfully with every punch you throw, the sensitive mounds rebounding and my own nipples hardening from the abuse they're taking. Clenching my teeth, I try to take it up another notch, launching a vicious right uppercut to your chest. Then, with a half-step back, I lift my forehead off of yours to get a bit of space and try to sneak another uppercut between your tits, this time aimed at your chin.

Harriet: My gurls smother your first uppercut attempt trapping your glove in the cleavage. Not as fortunate with the second catching me flush on the chin, straightening me upright, contorting my face like a gargoyle and draping me on the ropes now bowing at my back as I watch you approach struggling to regain my bearings and resetting

FitOfficerWife: Don't just stand there, get your hands up and elbows tucked in front

FitOfficerWife: Bob and lunge, get on her

Erica_Pierce: I can hear someone yelling at me from the crowd, but it's hard to concentrate when your tits are being hammered! Seeing you on the ropes gives me a brief rush of adrenaline, and I follow you there, flashing a quick cross at your nose to try and bend you back even further and keep you off balance. Bending my knees, my next punch is a hip-twisting shot aimed well below your belly button, trying to work over the curve of your lower abs.

Harriet: I test the tension of the ropes leaning as far back as I can into them while your cross fans my face. I watch you drop and ufffffffffffffffffffffffffff you stuff your glove — cuff deep — in the vicinity of my mound making my cunny spasm as I wilt into you arms draped over your shoulders pulling you tight to me in defensive desperation trying to stem the abuse, my ragged breath in your ear 👂 small breasts crushed body-to-body woman-to-woman

Erica_Pierce: Our sweaty bodies mash together, your tits grinding into my own aching pair. Your arms reach around my neck and arms, and I try to drive a punch into your side, but it's hard to get any power behind it. "Getting tired yet, slut?" I growl in your ear, while wrapping my own arm around your lower back. I use my grip to spin you toward the nearest corner, then drive my entire bodyweight into you with a shout, trying to slam you into the padded post there, and get your arms off of me!

Harriet: Emboldened the floozie is now fighting like a bonafide tigress as she flings me into the padded turnbuckle and thrusts her body at me uffffffffffffffffffff taking the wind out of my sails. Left glove pulls you into me once more only I slide my right —palms up — to your left nipple scraping the sensitive skin with the course laces before shoving you back by your small left tit and sliding out of the turnbuckle toward mid ring breathing a much needed sigh of relief

Erica_Pierce: "Aaahhh! FUCK!" I wail as feel the laces on your glove tearing across my sensitive nipples. Stunned by the cheap move, you shove me backward and I trip over my own tangled legs, tumbling to the mat. I scramble back to my feet and take a deep breath to reset myself, then get my gloves up high and my arms tight trying to protect my face and breasts as we circle each other slowly.

Harriet: The fight has had its twists and turns, our bodies mottled with bruises and red welts, both of us drenched in sweat yet neither one of us seizing control decisively so far. As we stalk one another doggedly the way boxers do the distance between us vanishes and — willingly — we lean into one another again forehead-to-forehead,a silent invitation to trade throwing caution to the wind as I uncork a sharp left hook the jaw and plow a stiff right to your receding thongline, boxing on a dime toe to toe

Erica_Pierce: I see your left hook flying at my face, but with our foreheads pressed together, there really isn't any space to get my head out of the way. The best I can do is turn away from the punch, which still lands with a sharp pop on my right cheek, leaving another red mark. Then that right slams into my lower belly, and my jaw drops open and you hear my "oouuuffffff" blasting into your ear. And the audience seated behind me is treated to the view of my ass jiggling from the force of that punch! One of my hands drops instictively to protect my stomach, but I try to use the other to get you back with wild hooking shots into your ribs.

Harriet: I empty the wind out of your sails and treat @FitOfficerWife to a privileged view of your sweet jiggling buttcheeks. One glove protects your inflamed underbelly and the other flings wild shots that fan my ribs as I pull back grinning. “Sore belly, floozie?” I chuckle watching my rival in distress

FitOfficerWife: Not gonna lie, that was a pretty sweet view

Erica_Pierce: I groan as you pull back and taunt me. I can feel the fight really starting to wear me down now, and a steady stream of sweat is just dripping off of my skin. Again, I pull my arms back up, but they're starting to feel heavy and my legs aren't as steady after that shot to my midsection. "It's not over yet, skank," I hiss before I coming after you again with a series of straight jabs to drive you back, while I desperately search for a better opening.

Harriet: Search for a better opening???? I’m as wasted as you are and those straight jabs drove me back dominantly until the ropes caught my back and I bounced off them to refocus and guard

Erica_Pierce: As you bounce off the ropes, I throw everything I have into a revenge shot. Dipping my body down low and twisting sideways, I uncoil and try to rip a huge right hand into your lower belly, grunting with the exertion. Hell, I'm not even aiming for your belly, but using that little black triangle of your panties as a bullseye!

Harriet: What you mean is the meanest most vicious of punches. And it comes so swiftly that it explodes right on the cooter lifting me clean off my feet as I paingasm and go flying thru the ropes and out onto the ring apron flat on my back in fact a scant couple of inches from where @FitOfficerWife is watching as I undulate engulfed in contrasting waves of stark pain and very dark pleasure

Erica_Pierce: I lean over the top rope, my entire bodyweight hanging there in utter exhaustion. And I watch as your body shudders and trembles in a mixture of pain and pleasure. That's the first time I've ever finished a woman off twice--with a single punch! Breathing deeply, by body aching with every gasp, I step over your squirming form, leaving you there in a humiliated heap for the viewing entertainment of the other women at the bar. "I need... a fucking... drink," I moan, stumbling out of the ring, heading back to the bar wearing only my thong...