Busty Boxing – Debbi Chan's Foxyfighter

Debbi Chan's Foxyfighter

Busty Boxing

Amber reached up and straightened the bow in her ponytail. Her long, red hair matched the red polka-dots on the yellow bikini that stretched tautly across her body and barely restrained the perfectly round orbs of her breasts.

Julie was beside her, facing the long mirror the dressing room, dashing blue eye shadow across the top of her large, innocent looking blue eyes. Her blonde hair was cut short in a boyish bob, and she wore a white bikini that clung to her tighter than cellophane. After putting the finishing touches on her make-up, Julie reached down to strap on a pair of bright-red boxing gloves.

Amber and Julie were trained fighters, veterans of the gentleman’s club that pitted women against each other in heated combat for money and prestige. They were paid well to look beautiful while beating the shit out of their opponents. Naturally, rivalries developed as the girls jostled for position, their instincts driving them to more and more violent matches as they sought to establish the pecking order in their fighting harem.

Julie had an especially bitter feud with Amber. Both girls were the best fighters in the stable, defeating and subjugating the other girls until the losers became their followers, willing to please their mistresses in either ring or bedroom. They fought constantly over individual girls, splitting the group into two camps like rival gangs that fought for turf and pride in a world of female combat. They forgot that they fought for the men, and for the good money they paid, remembering only the past hurt done to their sisters, and the payback they planned for each other for any past defeats.

Tonight, Amber and Julie fought not for the men, but in front of their respective girls who waited beside the dimly-lit ring outside. The brutal boxing match that was to follow would give each leader a chance to demonstrate the finer points of feminine combat to their girls, and settle the differences that smoldered between the two tigresses.

Julie was just finished lacing up her gloves when Amber jumped her from behind. The red-headed spitfire cracked the metal dressing room chair across Julie’s back, dropping the stunned blonde to the floor.

“You fucking bitch!” gasped Julie she thrashed in pain, holding her back.

“Just giving myself a head start, darling.” Amber smirked and tossed her hair. “I’ll see you in the ring. That is, if you still feel like fighting.”

Amber turned her back to Julie, nonchalantly walking out and closing the dressing room door behind her.

Julie struggled to rise, her legs feeling like rubber as she wobbled to a standing position. Her back was ablaze with pain, but she managed to stand and wrench open the door in pursuit.

Amber had just finished climbing into the ring, accompanied by the cheers of her girls, as Julie stumbed out and charged into the fighting square, tackling Amber to the ground. The girls spat and thrashed on the canvas as they punched at each other and rolled on the canvas.

Pushing each other away, Julie and Amber both sprang to their feet and staring to box properly. Somewhere, somebody frantically rang the bell. The fight was on!

Amber circled her opponent, feeling her out with quick jabs and feints. She was clearly in better shape after the chair-smacking she had given Julie. Hampered by her aching back, Julie struggled at first to keep up with the lighting quick blows, and was soon driven back into the corner.

Amber wrapped her arm around Julie’s neck and stepped to the side. From this position, she had a perfect shot up and into Julie’s right breast, almost knocking it loose from the tight mooring of Julie’s white bikini top.

Julie screamed and stopped her attack momentarily, giving Amber another shot at her tits that sent the fleshy orbs jiggling. “C’mon Amber! Bust them open!” cried her gang from the sidelines.

Amber alternated between Julie’s breasts and stomach as Julie struggled to break free. But Amber had a firm grasp around Julie’s neck as Julie twisted and turned to try and avoid the blows that nearly lifted her off her feet.

Julie’s body became heavy with fatigue, and Amber released her hold to watch Julie collapse in a gasping heap at her feet. Amber danced back and observed her opponent, who was heaving and holding her breasts and stomach, a pained expression wrinkled across her face.

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“Get up.” Amber breathed. “Get up!” Amber thumped her gloves hard into Julie’s back, knocking her down again.

Julie coughed and propped herself up on one arm, a grim determination in her eyes. She began to rise. Slowly, painfully, she bent one knee and hoisted herself up, reaching at the ropes for support. Amber watched in amusement from across the ring.

“Kitty got the snot knocked out of her? Pussy wanna fight some more?” Amber cooed mockingly as she danced back and forth from one leg to the other.

Julie said nothing as she brought her legs fully under her and stood, nearly falling back into the corner of the ring. She could hear her girls cheering her on, urging her to stand and fight back while Amber’s girls jeered and hissed at her. Bringing her gloves up to ready, she reached out and beckoned to Amber to come at her again.

Smirking, Amber trotted forward, breasts bouncing, to close with her opponent. She threw a right hook at Julie’s head, throwing the full weight of her body behind the punch. Suddenly, Julie ducked low and below the punch and threw her gloved fist hard into Amber’s stomach.

Amber doubled over, completely winded by the surprisingly powerful blow. Julie followed with a left cross that snapped Amber’s head back and sending her pony-tail tossing. Amber was reeling when Julie sent a right that twisted her head back in the other direction, knocking spittle from Amber’s crimson lips.

Amber nearly slumped to the ground, but Julie caught her by the center of her bikini top, pulling her forward into another punch to her stomach that tore a gasp from Amber. The force of the blow snapped the bikini free, and Amber’s assets spilled alluringly from their twin nests as she fell backwards against the ropes.

Winded, Amber could do nothing as Julie grabbed her arms and wrapped the ring ropes around them, crucifying her against the side of the ring. Prone and exposed, Amber was vulnerable to everything that Julie cared to inflict upon her.

Not wasting any time, Julie cocked her arm back and sent her fist hurtling into Amber’s tits. The blow connected to the side of Amber’s mound, sliding off the slippery surface and thudding solidly into the breastbone between her tits. The hollow thud caused Amber to groan as Julie went to work, setting up a staccato rain of punches into Amber’s gorgeous tits.

Amber screwed her eyes shut as Julie moved upwards onto her body, sending punches into her upper chest, and then to her face. The poor girl’s eyes were black and blue from the blows as she cried out from each devastating smack to her cheeks, nose and eyes. Amber started to trash, kicking her legs out blindly, unable to escape the punishment her rival was visiting upon her.

Suddenly, Amber’s foot connected with something solid, and the blows stopped. Opening her eyes, she saw Julie collapsed to her knees, her gloves thrust deep between her thighs.

“Ahhhh! You fucking bitch! You kicked my pussy!” Amber screamed through clenched teeth.

Extracting herself from the ropes, Amber slumped onto her knees directly opposite of Julie. She could barely see out of her puffy eyelids, and was too weak to stand. Both girls faced each other, Julie grimacing and holding her crotch, Amber trying to catch her breath.

Regaining her composure slightly, Amber reached up and cupped Julie’s chin in her left glove. With her right, she reached up and ripped off Julie’s top, exposing the milky skin of her breasts and the rosy pink of her large nipples.

“Take some of your own medicine,” Amber cried as she threw an uppercut into Julie’s right tit. The smack of leather on breast was almost loud enough to drown out Julie’s scream as her mammary was pounded hard back into her chest. Amber gave Julie’s left tit similar treatment, wrenching another cry from Julie’s open mouth.

Ignoring her injured womanhood, Julie forced herself to return the blow, smacking her glove hard into Amber’s dark nipple. Amber gasped and reached up to grab Julie’s hair with one glove while sending the other, in answer, crashing back into Julie’s mound of jiggling titflesh.

Julie wrapped her glove into Amber’s hair, and now each girl was trapped by virtue of their hairpulling into sending and receiving alternating blows to each other’s soft chests. Their bodies heaved and shook with the massive blows. Gloves landed and slid off their orbs, slick with sweat, and crashed in, around and between their respective breasts causing both girls to cry out with pain.

Each camp was cheering their champion on, urging them to batter each other’s breasts into pancakes. “C’mon, you can take it!” and “Don’t let that bitch get away with that!”

Amber slumped against her opponent’s shoulder, and Julie bit down savagely into the side of Amber’s neck causing her to yelp and try to pull away. Julie sent her glove deep into Amber’s nipple, punching it backwards into the meat of her quivering tit. Amber retaliated by jabbing her fist several times into the side of Julie’s left mound, sending it crashing painfully into its battered twin.

Sweat spattered and flew off their wounded mammaries as the titanic tit-battle continued unabated. Amber cried out after a furious exchange back and forth against her throbbing mounds and she pushed both her gloves against Julie’s shoulders in and effort to push her away. But she was trapped by Julie’s firm grip on her ponytail, and only exposed herself to the further battering of her tits as uppercuts and jabs did their work to turn her tits to jelly.

Julie releasde her hair-hold and brought both her gloves down simultaneously like twin hammers, slamming them into the tops of Amber’s tits and knocking her onto her back. Julie leaped onto Amber’s stomach, flattening her against the canvas. Pushing herself up with her knees, she sent slammed her ass hard into Amber’s stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Then she did it again, and again, until Amber was coughing and sputtering, holding her gloves out weakly in supplication.

But Julie wasn’t finished yet. She set to work on Amber’s breasts like punching bags, sending blow after blow into her tits. Then she paused, and Amber begged her to stop in hoarse whispers that were barely audible.

Then Julie started to rub her gloves across Amber’s breasts, kneading them and coaxing them through the tough leather of her boxing gloves. Despite herself, Amber’s tits responded, her nipples growing stiff and surprisingly long until they stood like lighting rods atop her round orbs.

Once Julie had sufficiently aroused her opponent’s tits, she switched tactics again and resumed her breast battering. But now Amber’s tits were tingling and her nipples were ultra sensitive. So when Julie’s gloves connected with those stiff nipples, they exploded in pain like hot needles piercing deep into her chest.

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!” wailed Amber as her beautiful tits were mauled and battered by a grinning Julie. “Ooooohhhhhh!”

Julie was pounding away at Amber’s nipples, driving them almost inverted into Amber’s orbs. Then she started to snap uppercuts into the juddering jugs, knocking them up until they nearly smacked into Amber’s chin.

Amber’s tits began to swell. They puffed up with each blow, swelling to almost double their normal size and began to bruise and turn blue wherever Julie’s gloves landed. Amber brought her gloves up to cover her chest, but Julie just knocked them aside and continued her relentless pounding of Amber’s titflesh.

“Please…*sob*…no more.” Amber was starting to cry hysterically, and was at this point completely unable to defend herself. Amber’s girls were silent at ring-side, unable to think of something, anything to encourage their mistress to turn things around. Meanwhile, Julie’s contingent was screaming with savage delight at the breast battering they were witnessing.

Julie took one of Amber’s enlarged tits into her glove, and using it as a backstop, sent her other fist slamming into the throbbing orb, sandwiching it between the hard leather with a loud smack. She left her fist buried in that mound while she pressed her hands together to grind away at Amber’s left breast. Amber screamed as the titflesh oozed out between the two gloves, striving to pop free of the deadly kneading they were receiving from Julie.

“Ugggghhhhhh! You bitch! You bitch! You fucking whore!” Screamed Amber at the top of her lungs as Julie just smiled and poured on more pressure, savagely deforming Amber’s left tit between here gloves.

Julie released her hold and Amber’s tit pan-caked noticeably more than her right tit which, still standing proud, was Julie’s obvious next target. Julie raised her glove to her face and tugged at the laces with her teeth until she had loosed the glove and removed it from her right hand. Her right hand now free, she unthreaded the lace of her glove completely and started to wind it around Amber’s right tit where the delicious orb met her chest.

With fear in her eyes, Amber started to kick and flail, trying to break free. But Julie would give her a few punches in the left breast to knock her back down and send immobilizing spasms through Amber’s body.

Julie wound the lace several times around Amber’s orb, which by now was looking like a balloon about to burst. The tip of her nipple and breast were starting to turn blue from the lack of circulation, and the whole tit bulged obscenely from her chest.

Tying off the lace, Julie finished her trussing of Amber’s womanly asset, then leaned down to whisper into her ear. “You’d better hope it doesn’t pop,” she smirked as Amber’s eyes went wide.

Taking her un-gloved hand, Julie began to slap Amber’s bulging orb back and forth with such strength that the sound nearly drowned out Amber’s screams. Then she took her fingers and began to twist at Amber’s swollen and tortured nipples. Julie really put her shoulder into it, and you could see the muscles strain in her forearms as she wrenched back and forth at Amber’s nips.

Amber’s moans and sobs filled the ring as Julie continued her assault. Then Julie took her bare fist and proceeded to pound Amber’s bulging tit like a punching back with several rapid jabs. The orb rocked unsteadily back and forth from its laced mooring as Julie set up a steady rhythm on Amber’s tit until it started to bleed slightly from where the laces bound it tight and around the nipple. At this point Julie seemed to think it was enough and stood up off her opponent.

Amber could only cry in huge heaving sobs, chocking the words out. “You fucking whore! You cunt! You ruined my tits! My tits! Ahhhhhhhhhh. Fuck you, you bitch! My fucking tits! You fucked up my tits! Huhhh, huhhhh…I’ll fuck you up for this. You better pray you never see me again…Oh my God, my tits!”

At this point Amber’s girls rushed into the ring to console their lost champion, who lay broken and wailing on the hard canvas of the ring. Julie hung around to admire her handiwork for a minute, before turning and meeting the cheering mass of her supporters, and exiting the arena.

Categories:   Boxing

Comments

  • Posted: September 22, 2015 04:55

    Caporegime

    I remember reading this story and just being astonished by the breast assaults both fighters performed. I don't recall ever seeing before this story attacks like that and I've been hooked on them since.
  • Posted: September 22, 2015 17:02

    t

    As Capo wrote: I was very impressed by the (very sexy) viscousness of the story as I first read it a couple of years ago. Would love to see a rematch. Amber already promises: "I’ll fuck you up for this. You better pray you never see me again" and I'd love to see her try to! Maybe with high stakes: a barbed wire cage, loser getting fucked and then thrown out of the league and such ...!
  • Posted: September 22, 2015 19:17

    foxyfighter

    The original artist retired. I try to stay with the same artist for a storyline. But I am always finding new talent!
  • Posted: September 23, 2015 14:14

    Attabing

    I don't know about b & w pics, I'm certain they have their place but call me old fashioned but I prefer color. Cool story, though.
  • Posted: September 23, 2015 23:58

    foxyfighter

    We have a mix. Modern computer art makes color much easier. These were done by an old fashioned Japanese artist.
  • Posted: October 7, 2015 02:25

    sugoishadow

    I think the artist is Meto ( one me favorites, other is Chiyoki)
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