Boxing - Gail vs. Gwen
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pilot13013@netscape.netMy wife, Gail faces Gwen, a black lady, in a match that ends in a knockout.
My wife, Gail hadn't done any serious boxing since her knockout loss to Colleen in late February. She had fought a couple of 4 round matches against club mates. She won both, one decision and a TKO. She always took the summer off spending it at the lake then returning to the gym in late September.
Gail received a call from the club one evening. Colleen was to box a black lady from the UK but had broken a bone in her hand. Gail was offered the bout. The lady, Gwen, was the champion of her Birmingham boxing club. She was 5' 3" tall, 129 lbs. and 34d-24-35. The match was to be the main event on Saturday nite. Today is Monday. My wife works out every day so is always in good condition. She accepts the match.
Gail worked out for the remainder of the week. The weigh-in is at the club on Friday nite. We wait while the ladies for the preliminary bouts get weighed. Finally it's Gail's turn. Gwen enters from one side as Gail enters from he other. Both ladies look fantastic in bikini bra and panties. Gwen's height, weight and measurements are as described but she has great upper body development. Gwen's shoulders told me that she could throw a punch, in fact her record is 20 wins, no losses with 15 knockouts and she'd never been on the canvas. Gail weighs in just under the class limit of 140 pounds, so Gwen will give away almost 11 pounds. Gail, is 5'5", 139lbs and 40d-34-39 with a bit of a tummy. The ladies pose for pictures after the weigh in, hug and wish each other a good fight.
Saturday evening finally arrives. I watch the preliminary matches as Gail is preparing for her bout. Dora and Ken, Gail's new trainer will be in her corner while I watch from ringside.
Gwen as the guest and champion of her club in this weight class enters the ring first. My wife and her entourage enter shortly after Gwen's group. The ladies can wear thong, panties or bikini bottom and a bra with no padding or protection. Gwen had offered to fight topless but the club had insisted on a bra. Gwen is wearing a yellow thong and bra. My wife is wearing black silk panties and bra. The ladies are introduced to the audience, then receive the referee's instructions and we're ready for the first punch.
Round 1
This is a feeling out round as the ladies spar with each other. Gail is larger than Gwen but Gwen doesn't seem bothered by Gail's size. Gwen's husband, also a boxer, is in her corner shouting instructions. The 2-minute round ends with no real damage inflicted on either fighter.
Round 2
Dora has told Gail to step up the pace and throw some power shots. The round begins with both ladies jabbing but Gail quickly unloads her first power punch which catches Gwen by surprise. Gwen groans as she takes Gail's right to her tummy. Gail seizes the advantage with a left to the top of Gwen's thong, followed by a right in front of her ear. Gwen staggers, then falls to the mat. My wife heads for a neutral corner as the ref counts over Gwen. Gwen's husband is yelling for her to get up. This is the first time Gwen has been dumped on her butt. Gwen makes it to her feet by the count of 7. Gail dances in to try and finish off a woozy Gwen. Gwen is experienced and is able to tie Gail up for the remainder of the round. Both ladies are breathing heavy and perspiring profusely as the round ends.
Round 3
Gwen appears fully recovered as the round begins. Gail moves in quickly attempting to setup another powerhouse right. Gwen tries to remain on the inside so Gail can't connect with her powerful right. On the inside Gwen can score with short lefts and rights, especially to my wife's body. Gwen delivers a solid right just below Gail's heart that hurts my wife and has her in trouble. Now it's Gail that tries to tie up Gwen. The ref finally pulls the ladies apart. Gwen fakes a left into Gail's tit, then digs a solid right into the top of her panties. My wife gasps out but is able to hang onto Gwen to prevent herself from going down. Again the ref has to pull them apart. Gail seems ok as she tags Gwen with a left but misses with her right. Gail is wide open and Gwen snaps a quick left/right combination into my wife's substantial and almost unconstrained tits. My wife is hurt again. She lunges forward grabbing Gwen to tie her up. Th ref moves to pull the ladies apart but the bell sounds to end the round. Both ladies have dominated a round, Gail the 2nd and Gwen the third.
Round 4
The final round. Gail appears recovered but body shots take a lot out of a boxer. The ref warned both ladies about holding during the break. Gwen moves out first working on Gail's boobs and body. Gail puts her boxing skills to work as she sidesteps a right, then connects flush on Gwen's jaw with a right. Gwen's legs give way and she drops onto her shapely bum, her breasts almost bouncing from her bra. Gwen attempts to get to her feet but falls; we may have a knockout. The ref reaches 6 with Gwen still on her bum. She makes a valiant attempt to beat the 10 count, staggering to her feet just as the ref was about to call out 10. The ref waves the ladies to box. My wife charges in to finish off a hurt Gwen. Gwen hangs on to Gail to prevent her from using her right. The ref separates the ladies. Gail moves in with a barrage of punches, trying to put Gwen down again. To everyone's surprise, especially Gail's, Gwen returns punch for punch. The two gorgeous warriors hammer at each other for about 30 seconds until my wife groans out, falling to the mat from a vicious body shot. Now it looks like Gail couldn't survive the 10 count. My wife does make it to her feet. She doesn't look like she can take many more body punches. The round and the fight are almost over as Gail clinches to tie up Gwen until the bell sounds.
The decision:
The judges give the win to Gail on a split decision. This fight had a couple of first for Gwen, first time she'd been knocked down and her first loss. Both ladies are bruised, Gwen's left eye and jaw are badly swollen, the inside of her mouth is cut. Gail has a mouse under her left eye and although it doesn't show, her breasts and belly are bruised from Gwen's powerful body punches. My wife's corner removes her bra in the corner before the decision, replacing it with a larger size containing cold packs to reduce the swelling.
The rematch:
There just had to be a rematch. Gail had been the only woman in 21 fights to drop Gwen on her bum. Gwen had also hurt Gail with her incessant body punching. Would both be willing to meet in a rematch.
Both ladies wanted a rematch and I think both firmly believed that they could KO the other one. Logistics would be the problem. Gwen had gone back to the UK, therefore negotiations for the rematch were via e-mail and phone. Gwen's club would help with our expenses b is k ut wanted control of the fight. Gwen and/or her club proposed boxing 2-minute rounds until one lady is knocked out, 8-oz gloves, topless, wearing only a string bikini bottom. Gail and I had no problem with the 2-minute rounds to a KO or wearing 8-oz gloves. We agreed that the fight wouldn't last 10 rounds. The last two conditions, topless and the bikini was definitely aimed at Gail's vulnerability. Gwen wanted to target my wife's large bare breasts and her lower tummy. We accepted the fight continuing to a KO and the 8-oz gloves and countered with a single ply cotton or silk bra that had less than one inch of fabric holding the cups together. In other words, it could be torn in two by a well-placed punch. Gail felt that she could tighten her stomach muscles before the fight so accepted wearing a bikini of her choice. It appeared that we had agreement but the club added a condition. They wanted us to post a performance bond to ensure that Gail wouldn't back out of the fight or throw the towel in if she was being beat. The only stoppage before a knockout would be by the ringside doctor for medical concerns. We reluctantly agreed. The fight was on.
The six weeks before the fight seemed to fly by and we were flying to London's Heathrow airport, then by train to Birmingham. Gail had a couple of days to adjust to the climate and we had to find a second or corner person. The club wouldn't allow husbands in the dressing room before the fight or in the corner. Gwen and her husband, Allan were great hosts. Gwen introduced Gail to potential seconds, most of who had been beaten by Gwen. You'd never believe that the two ladies were going to try to beat the hell out of each other in less than 48 hours. Gail's second would be Lucy, who seemed very able in the corner and also wanted to see Gwen take a beating. The club hosted a weigh in party on the Thursday evening. The weigh in shook me slightly, as Gail was almost naked. Both ladies wore very brief white cotton panties and a platform bra the barely covered their nipples. The ladies were weighed, measured and then posed for pictures.
Friday morning Gail and Lucy worked out lightly in the gym, then I met them for lunch. Lucy announced that I couldn't spend Friday nite with Gail. She wanted her to concentrate on the fight. They would spend the nite in a suite at the club. Saturday, the ladies would sleep late, then we would meet for a late brunch around 2 pm which would be Gail's last meal before the fight. We spent the afternoon trying to relax, we were both a bundle of nerves. I think I was worse but tried not to show it. I kissed my wife around 6 p.m., the last time I'd see her until she was in the ring. Lucy had arranged for her boyfriend, John, to meet us. John was to keep me entertained until fight time.
John and I stopped at his local waterhole for a couple of drinks. We then headed to the club as the first fight of the evening was scheduled for 7 p.m. It was well organized with reserved seating and bar service. Our seats were ringside. John informed me that all husbands get a ringside seat. He nudged me, then pointed to a big overhead TV screen. The club had a closed circuit TV and a large screen above each side of the ring.
The first match was a couple of large, 180 pound, older ladies who pounded each other with 10 oz gloves for 4 rounds. Decision was a draw. Not too exciting. The second match was between a white lady who I'd guess was about 28 and a black lady a few years younger. Both were about 5' 5" with the white lady about 140 pounds and the black lady about 20 pounds heavier. It soon became apparent that the guy next to me was the husband of the white lady. First round was quiet but the black lady unloaded in the second almost hitting her opponent at will. Near the end of the 4th the white lady was cut over her left eye and the match was stopped. Her husband was a basket case. The third bout was blonde vs brunette who were very evenly matched. This was a good match that ended when the blonde couldn't answer the bell for the 9th round. It's time for the main event. The crowd had seen a little blood but is anxious for a knockout.
My wife, Gail and her second Lucy enter the ring first. Gail is wearing a knee length hooded robe, which shows lots of leg as she ducks down between the ropes to enter the ring. The audience responds as my wife's shapely leg appears on the big screens. Gwen is a true sportswoman and doesn't keep Gail waiting in the ring. Gwen enters as soon as the applause for Gail had ended. Gwen is wearing a black robe and as the club champion receives a loud ovation.
The introductions by the ring announcer, "In the blue corner we have the challenger from the USA at 5'5"and 138lbs, measuring 39d-34-38, Gail Johnson. " My wife removes her robe displaying her white silk bra and panties, which clearly reveal her erect nipples pushing against her thin bra and the outline of her shaved pubic mound pressed against her panties. She looks like a vestal virgin. I just hope that she won't be sacrificed. The crowd gives a thunderous applause as the big screen shows a close up of Gail. The announcer, "Gail has a record of 15 wins, 5 losses, with 12 knockouts. Her most recent win was a decision over our Gwen. Now if the red corner, we have our own champion, Gwen Smith, who is 5' 3", 129 lbs. and measuring 34d-24-35." Gwen receives a standing ovation as she removes her robe revealing her firm muscular body. Gwen is wearing a yellow silk bra, which exhibits her rock hard nipples, and a matching thong that silhouettes her shaved womanhood. A close up of Gwen remains on the screen as the announcer continues, "Gwen's record stands at 20 wins with 15 by knockout and her only loss was to Gail. Barring any medical problems, this match will be 2 minute rounds until one lady is knocked out."
The referee gives the fighters and seconds last minute instructions, then sends them to their respective corners to await the opening bell.
Round 1
The ladies move out touch gloves, then go into their stances. My wife's gloves are up protecting those huge tits of hers. Gwen holds hers a little lower. They jab back and forth for the first minute trying to feel each other out. Gail follows a jab with a firm right intended for Gwen's head. Gwen is able to slip the punch and hammer my wife's left breast with a right. Gail grimaces as she draws back. Gwen stalks her to the corner but Gail dances sideways along the ropes. Gwen pursues setting up a right that misses, allowing Gail to connect with a left/right to her head. Gwen staggers. The crowd roars its approval. Gwen shakes it off, moving to meet Gail as the bell calls a halt to round 1 action.
Neither lady is marked. The big screen camera visits Gwen's corner as her second sponges her off and applies a cold pack to her left eye. In my wife's corner, Lucy sponges Gail off and massages her shoulders. The water makes the white silk almost transparent. We have the buzzer for round 2.
Round 2
The ladies meet in the center of the ring. Defense is still the theme of the fight, as each lady knows that the other has KO potential. Gwen attempts a power punch but misses. Gail slips a solid right punch into Gwen's face. Gwen covers up, backing away. Gail follows cornering Gwen but misses with her punch. This time Gwen makes my wife pay as she scores a left into Gail's tummy, followed by a right into her left tit. That one hurt! I'm so close that I can hear my wife groan. Gail covers up as she retreats from a pursuing Gwen. Gwen wades in with a barrage of punches. Gail blocks some but a couple solid rights penetrate her defense scoring on her left breast with the last one winding her as Gwen glove embeds deep into my wife's tummy just below the top of her panties. My wife is hurt again. Gwen charges in to put her away but Gail manages to lash out with a firm right that lands flush on Gwen's left eye. Gwen screams out and backs away. Both ladies take their time moving back to do battle. The bell precludes further action.
The camera for the big screen zooms in on my wife's corner. The first shot is between her legs showing the outline of her womanhood against her wet silk panties. Lucy has a cold pack on Gail's left tit and on her lower tummy. My wife's face shows signs of discomfort. Gwen's corner is holding a cold pack on her eye. The buzzer sounds for round 3.
Round 3
The ladies come out promptly to meet. Gwen's eye is swollen almost half shut. She knows that it will close in the next few rounds so she has to take the fight to Gail trying for a knockout in the next couple of rounds. Gwen moves aggressively as Gail backs away in defense. Gwen persists but misses with right. Gail takes advantage of the miss by driving a stinging right under Gwen's chin. Gwen's legs buckle and she falls onto her firm butt. She remains sitting trying to shake off the punch as the ref counts. Gwen rolls onto her knees, then gets to her feet by 7. The ref waves Gail into box. My wife charges in with a left/right combination but Gwen isn't as shaky as she appeared and comes up with a well time block which creates an opening for a right hook to my wife's jaw. Gail collapses to the mat, ending up face down. This could be a knockout. The audience is on their feet, counting with the ref, 4, 5, 6, as Gail pushes off the mat, 7, 8, and she's on her feet. She's right in front of me, her eyes are glassed over, and she's in trouble. The big screen displays my concerned face. The ref lifts her gloves up, steps aside and waves Gwen in. The crowd is on their feet, screaming for a knock out. Gwen moves in with a left upper cut, then a right, both of which land under the center of my wife's bra ripping the material. My wife's gorgeous 39d tits are loose and bare. The big screen shows a close up of Gail's voluptuous tits. Gwen flails away with at least four direct hits to Gail's bare tits, driving her into the corner. Gail slides down the corner post and ends up seated on the lower rope. The ref pulls Gwen off and begins counting. The crowd is wild. Somewhere around the 7 count, the bell rings ending a wild round.
The ref and Lucy help Gail to the corner. The big screen is full of my wife's tits. Lucy applies cold packs to each breast. Gwen's eye is now three-quarters closed. Gail now has a mouse under her left eye, probably the least of her worries. The buzzer sounds for round 4.
Round 4
Gail comes out of her corner steadier than I thought she would but her breasts have to hurt like hell. Gwen moves in to do a little more bruising before she goes for the knock out. Gail squeals as she takes a right to her left tit. My wife, much to everyone's surprise isn't out of this fight. Gail moves in on Gwen with a flurry of lefts and right forcing Gwen too the corner. Gwen's tits are loose, I'm not sure how but those magnificent black tits are bare. Her nipples are huge, almost the size of an unshelled peanut. Gail pummels Gwen's bare tits causing her to shriek out, as she desperately tries to cover her assets. Gwen crawls between the ropes to halt Gail's punishment. The ref begins the count as the crowd boos her for bailing out. Gwen gets to her feet, the ref waves Gail in to box. Gail moves in targeting Gwen's tits, then trying for the big right as Gwen's chin is exposed. Gwen retaliates and we have another toe to toe exchange. Gwen digs a low left into Gail's tummy, which momentarily paralyses her. Gail's hand drop; Gwen uncorks a right flush on my wife's chin. Gail drops onto her bum, then flat on her back. She's OUT!!! The crowd is wild as the ref counts. 5, 6, 7, 8 and the bell sounds ending the round. My wife is saved again by the bell or is she just being subjected to more agony.
A glassy eyed Gail is half carried to her corner. It will only take Gwen a couple of punches to end this. Lucy applies cold packs to revive my wife. In the other corner, Gwen winces as cold packs are applied to her tits. Gwen's left eye is swollen shut but does my wife have enough strength left to take advantage of it. The big screen displays Gwen's magnificent black breasts. The buzzer sounds for round 5.
Round 5
Gail looks a little unsteady as she gets to her feet. Gwen is turning her head to see which means her left eye is total closed now. It also means that she can't see a right hook. Is my wife's head clear enough to realize this? Gwen moves forward with a left /right combination. My wife takes both punches on her tits, groans but comes back with her own combination. Gwen squeals out as her tits are sent for a ride. Gail's guard is up protecting her chin. Gwen attacks Gail's tits and tummy trying to lower her guard. Gwen leaves her chin open. Gail strikes with cobra like speed, a right, a left, followed by another right, all three landing on target, Gwen's chin. Gwen is out before she hits the mat. The ref counts, Gwen is spread out flat on her back, her huge nipples pointing at the ring lites. The count is 8, 9, 10. You're OUT!!!! Gwen hasn't stirred a muscle. My wife has won. The crowd goes wild. The ref, Gwen's second and the doctor go to her aid. After a couple of minutes, her husband Allan enters the ring to help.
It takes about 5 minutes to get Gwen up and to her corner. My wife really put her lights out. Gwen's still appears glassy eyed. Lucy works on my wife with cold packs. Gail with her robe draped loosely around her shoulders goes to Gwen's corner to see if she's ok. Gwen smiles and she puts her arm around Gail's neck and kisses her.
The announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen, the fight ends with at devastating knockout 1:15 of the 5th round. Your winner and new belt holder is Gail Johnson" The announcer removes my wife's shirt and fastens the belt around her waist. Gail does a topless victory strut around the ring.
I finally am able to make my way through the mob to Gail's dressing room. She's lying on the trainer's table with her tits in bowls of ice water. I give her a congratulatory kiss. Lucy asks if we want to be alone. I guess we're not the only couple that becomes erotic over boxing. We go upstairs to our club provided suite.
Allan had invited us to their suite. We go to see how Gwen is. There are both in the hot tub and invite us to join them. The ladies just finished beating each other, now they are side by side in the hot tub. Gwen tries to get Gail to promise to fight again. Gwen talks about another match in 6-8 weeks. We'll see.
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